Original subtitles

(BAROQUE MUSIC)

(PHONE RINGING)

I have to go back to London.

Something wrong at work?

- No, Mummy's worse. - Oh.

You won't come?

Your visits are always too short.

You WILL come back for the Festival?

I can't say. I'll try.

(MAN SINGING)

# I'll hang my head and weep in sorrow

# Just to think... #

MAN: I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

(RINGING TONE)

Hello.

Dad?

Anna, how are you?

- I'm fine. - Really?

- Yes. - And your mother?

- She died last night. - Oh, I'm sorry.

You don't need to apologise. There's nothing you want, is there?

No, no.

- You'll take care? - Yes, I will.

You, too.

- Bye. - Bye.

(RINGING TONE)

International enquiries. Which country and town do you require?

(SEAGULL CRIES)

(DOOR OPENING)

Helen?

Hello?

Just a minute!

Stop him!

Are you all right?

Call the police!

- He's been around a bit, hasn't he? - The Yard's got nothing on him.

Hmm.

Ta.

Did he say what he was planning to do with this?

I merely borrowed it. I was planning to return it.

I'm not getting through to you, am I?

If there's a fine, I'm happy to pay.

I still don't know why you wanted it.

You wouldn't understand.

- (KNOCKING) - Yes.

Ah, thank you.

OK.

The Clareview Hotel has no record of you.

- I registered as "Mr Vernon". - Is there a reason for that?

- I've made my statement. - Well, it's not good enough, is it?

You're caught with a government file. You're registered under an alias.

Are you here on holiday?

If there are charges, let's get it over with.

There are no charges.

Bollards on both sides of Gloucester Street on Friday night.

Yeah, sure.

I don't want to see them floating in the harbour on Saturday morning either, OK?

What time do you call this?

Well, if you can't tell the time, shouldn't wear one of those, should you?

Don't get smart with me.

Uniform nabbed me on the way in.

Someone has been nicking population statistics.

How interesting.

Yeah, I didn't know what to make of it, so I let him go.

But I put someone on to tail him.

Well, I hope it's not one of OUR boys - we're short-staffed enough as it is.

Oh, tell that to the committee! We're not Traffic!

We are whatever we're told to be. This comes under International Relations.

I give up!

You've only just started. Wait there.

The things we do for Charlie bloody Hungerford.

- Yeah. Got a lot of hobbies, hasn't he? - Yeah, that's how he makes his living.

Finds a lot of rich people with something in common

- and thinks of something to sell them. - Great(!)

Right, Jim, we need an overtime schedule during the Festival, so what I want you...

- Where's he gone? - Don't know.

Mr Rosenbaum?

- Was that necessary, Sergeant? - I was just testing.

Why? Don't you like being recognised?

I am entitled to use the library in peace, am I not?

Your record of borrowing isn't very good, is it?

I had an idea you might be doing some sort of market research.

And this is already a crime?

We had some rather heavy time-share salesmen over here once.

Their targets were wealthy foreign nationals.

They collected addresses, too, Mr Rosenbaum.

And THEY were very keen to remain incognito.

There is such a thing as harassment!

Yes, and there is such a thing as obstructing the police!

- Excuse me... - Don't worry, madam, we're just leaving.

- Where to now, Mr Rosenbaum? - This is intolerable!

It's a small island. You won't lose me.

Look, I just want to know what you're selling.

- And you'll stop this persecution? - Ah, depends on the explanation.

You see, I'm paid to prevent crime.

I am not a criminal. How often must I say it?

Until you convince me.

- And if I can't? - You get chucked off the island.

- You know where I'm staying? - Yeah.

- Can you be there at eight? - Is that necessary?

No. I sincerely hope you'll find something else to do.

(ENGINE REVVING)

Um...Susan about?

She went out with a client.

Obviously left in a hurry, did she?

- I'll tell her you called again. - You do that. Thank you.

I think he's cute.

"Pleasant aspect

"but in need of major reconstruction."

- Keep the change. - Thank you.

(CHARLIE CHUCKLING)

Welcome to Jersey, welcome to Jersey.

And you, too, sir.

I'd love to give you a hand, dear, but...

There we are. Bring your stuff in. That's fine.

Into the... into the boot of the taxi there.

I ordered your usual.

Ah, smashing, thanks.

Late entries. Just hope they know a few decent tunes, that's all.

Cheers!

(KNOCKING)

- Who is it? - Jim Bergerac.

You're late.

What's this? Bible?

You sell bibles, do you?

Sit down, please.

JIM: Oh, blue movies! I hadn't thought of that.

No. A different kind of pornography.

(GERMAN NARRATION, BABYCRYING)

...Kraft durch Freude...

(SHOUTING)

...alle Gefangenen in diesem Lager schwer arbeiten...

Do I need to sit through this?

(SOUND GOES DOWN)

Some of us had to LIVE through it.

You?

My mother. My father.

My sisters. My cousins.

THEIR cousins.

A whole family.

A whole city.

We thought we were escaping from the ghetto.

In we all went.

In through the gates and out through the chimneys.

When the ovens broke down, they used guns.

When they ran out of bullets, they used bayonets.

- (SLAP THEN CHILD SCREAMING) - Oh...

He used to do that for fun.

He was a sadist. He killed for pleasure.

- You know the type. - No. No, I don't.

Treblinka, 1943.

Heinrich Himmler...

Gustav Müller...

Someone told us he lives now in Jersey.

You're a Nazi hunter.

Normally I ignore anonymous tip-offs, but after so many fruitless years,

- you clutch at straws. - Why didn't you tell me this morning?

- I thought you would interfere. - Yeah, damn right.

- You don't approve? - Look,

if there is any investigating to be done, it will be done by the Bureau.

If he does live here, he's guaranteed to have friends among your police force.

Oh, come on!

One hint of an official enquiry, and we'll never see him again.

I might as well pack my bags now.

OK, well...suit yourself.

I want this man.

You haven't even proved he's here yet, have you?

Can I borrow this?

Can I stop you?

Some of us had to LIVE through it.

In we all went.

In through the gates and out through the chimneys.

(VIDEO CLICKING)

(GERMAN NARRATION)

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello?

Anna!

I was just thinking about you!

You are?

That's marvellous!

I'll meet you at the airport. What...?

Oh, all right. Whatever you like.

(MAN SPEAKING HEBREW)

(SINGING IN HEBREW)

- What did your superior think of it? - Nobody else has seen it.

- So I am free to carry on? - I'm going to help you.

That defeats everything!

I always work alone.

No, just you and me together, nobody else. Off the record. That's the deal.

You can take it or leave it.

You strike a hard bargain.

Not circumcised, are you?

I'll need all your information.

All known aliases, date of birth, previous addresses... Have you got a file?

This is where I keep my files.

He changed names as often as he changed countries.

Austria, Chile, Paraguay.

First Schmidt...

Then Metzen...

Then Dreich.

After that, we lost him.

He was born the 27th September, 1917.

In the army, he was 1 metre 79

and weighed 74 kilograms.

(SINGING CONTINUES)

Blue eyes. Some scars across the chest.

And the usual blood group tattoo in the left armpit.

And that's all we have.

The Kameradschaft destroyed most of the documents.

Any family?

His wife disappeared at the end of the war, along with a baby.

Her maiden name was Karlheim. We never traced her.

What about a...job?

With HIS money, you think he needed to work?

Um, interests, hobbies?

Yes. He was a cultured man,

a music lover.

MAN: Steady this end. Steady.

Up a bit at the far end.

Up a bit.

Go on.

Speed it up a bit.

A friend of mine got killed in one of them.

- Oh, yeah? - Aye.

Murder within tent...! INTENT, eh?!

All this for the Concert Committee?

Well, you can come along as well, if you want.

I know how you enjoy rubbing shoulders with high society.

Who knows? We might even be able to find you a girlfriend.

I've got a girlfriend, Charlie.

Oh, I see. I thought you and Susan were...um...

It's amazing how news gets around, innit?

It'd be very difficult to keep a BIG secret, wouldn't it?

Oh, that depends on who you confide in.

Well, come along, anyway. We could use a few young fellas.

You haven't invited someone called Gustav Müller, have you?

Dunno. There are one or two Krauts on the guest list.

- This man's supposed to be an islander. - Ah. Doesn't ring a bell.

Keep it under your hat, but if you do come across the name,

- will you let us know? - Oh. What's he done?

Oh, just the usual thing -

strangling pregnant women, killing babies...

Did you ask down at the rugby club?

- Jim not back yet? - Nope.

Hi, Andy. It's Jim Bergerac.

Yeah. Listen, I understand you've got a client called Victor Müller.

Yeah. What sort of age is he?

Oh. Oh. OK.

No, no, no. That's...that's very useful.

Yeah. Cheers!

TANNOY: Announcing the arrival of plane PC401 from Plymouth.

JIM: Yes, I'm sorry...

Yes, I'm sorry, I know it's late.

It's about one of your patients,

a Gregor Schmidt. He's...

Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't know that.

No.

Yes, thank YOU very much.

- Now tell me what YOU'VE come up with. - Nothing.

And YOU have left something out. You went up to the airport, didn't you?

You're well-informed.

I had a man tailing you.

- You told me it was just the two of us. - He didn't know WHY he was tailing you.

- I thought we were partners, - What gave you that idea?

It's an outside chance.

There's a Karlheim arriving from London tomorrow morning.

I'll be waiting at the airport.

We both will.

(RITUAL OF "LAYING TEFILLIN")

(PHONE RINGING)

Five minutes.

It's a woman. She's too young to be his wife.

Let's see where she takes us.

You call yourself a religious man, do you?

I do.

But you don't think that old Nazis should be left to die and rot in hell, eh?

Forgiveness is a Christian invention.

We believe a man should be punished during his lifetime.

That's her.

- (ENGINE STRAINING) - Come on, come on!

(ENGINE REVVING)

- But he didn't say WHY he'd be late? - No. No, he didn't.

This is getting ridiculous.

Jim, Barney here. Do you read me?

(SWITCHES IT OFF)

What are you going to do when you find him?

Ask me nearer the time.

- MR ROSENBAUM: Ah... - JIM: Is that your man?

I can't say. I've not seen him since Paraguay.

- How long ago was that? - 1957.

Possible. It's just possible.

I'm seeing a man tonight who knows almost everyone in this island.

Is he discreet?

Fairly.

This seems almost empty.

Oh, there are some summer things I want to take back.

What?

Then I'll have nothing to remember you by.

Oh, let me take that from you.

Are you all right?

- You've been through a lot, haven't you? - It was worse for her.

The doctor said she must have suffered for years.

Terrible, really...

to live with some awful cancer and be too afraid to tell anyone.

I suppose, by the time you saw her, she was...

too ill to speak.

Oh, yes.

Oh, come now.

Is that my daughter?

(PIANO PLAYS)

CHARLIE: Now, then, who needs a top-up?

There we are, love.

Come on, there's plenty more where this came from!

(CHARLIE CHUCKLING)

Oh...Jim! Jim! Welcome! Glad you could make it.

Soft drinks are over there.

You've picked a fine night for it, haven't you(?)

Jim...what do you think of the pianist?

- Sounds all right to me. - Does he?

- Yeah! - Oh, good! Good! See you in a minute.

But a professional musician you can always identify -

has a hard piece of skin just under the jawbone. Feel it.

Oh, yes!

- Hello, Susan. - Oh, er, Jim, this is David. David, Jim.

- How do? - Has everybody got a drink?

We're gonna have a toast.

Now, why don't you and your fellas come and give us a tune or two?

- We don't have our instruments. - I can send somebody back for them.

- What does HE play - the French horn(?) - He's not French...

and actually he plays the violin,

an instrument requiring sensitivity and subtlety.

Feel that hard bit of skin?

- I got that trying to dial you. - What, so you can stand me up again?

- Yeah, look, I can explain. - Of course you can.

- At that, you're a virtuoso. - Sue...

Yes?

Did you sell that big white house at Grève au Lançon?

And here's me thinking you wanted to talk about us.

Well, I do, but I also want to know...

You and that flaming job. You're beyond belief!

- Look, Susan... - Beyond belief.

Thank you. Now, ladies and gentlemen... Ladies and gentlemen...

I just want to say thanks to all concerned

for the financial, and artistic support you have given to this festival.

Whilst I'm on my hind legs, I would like to ask you all to join me in a toast

to George Draycott, one of the driving forces behind this festival

and whose birthday it just happens to be today!

Now, I know he doesn't enjoy the limelight, but here's to you, George.

There's no-one else like you. Ladies and gentlemen, George Draycott!

ALL: George Draycott!

CHARLIE: Well done, George! Excuse me, please! Excuse me!

Really, Charlie, it's too much!

Nonsense, you've done a magnificent job. Magnificent!

Eh, Françoise, come and have a word with George, our great unsung benefactor.

You can say what you like, I believe a man's deeds should be properly rewarded.

He's drunk. Change the subject.

Excuse me, sir. I was just trying to place your accent.

My mother was German.

How did you end up in Jersey, then?

I was on the run. From the taxman.

- Huh, - And yourself?

- Oh, I work here, I'm a policeman. - Ah!

Now there's a really worthwhile profession.

Come on, George. I hear you're an expert at waltzing.

Excuse me!

(CHARLIE LAUGHS)

Well, he's fantastic, isn't he? Do you know how old he is?

- He's 71. - He's seventy...

- How did you know that? - I met someone who knew him.

( # The Blue Danube)

In we all went. In through the gates and out through the chimneys.

When the ovens broke down, they used guns.

When they ran out of bullets, they used bayonets.

CHARLIE: Thanks for coming. See you on Friday.

Don't get drowned on the way home, eh!

Oh, dear...

Well, what do you think? Went off pretty well, eh?

Yeah. Fine, considering.

I'm not sure about all this kissing, though.

Still, it's the artistic temperament, I suppose.

- Charlie... - Yeah?

Supposing there's this fellow...

And he's a perfectly nice sort of bloke, friendly, generous, respectable,

but there's something in his past,

a crime that he committed years ago.

Do you think he ought to be brought to account for it now?

Who are you talking about?

Nobody in particular. It's a hypothetical question.

Yeah. Well, nobody's perfect.

I dare say there's things I did as a snotty-nosed lad

I wouldn't want to be reminded of now. Somebody's told you something!

Yes, indeed they have.

That's typical! That is absolutely typical.

A fella does his best to try and raise the tone of a place,

and there's always somebody ready to dig up the dirt.

It's jealousy, that all it is. Sheer common jealousy.

- I'm not talking about you, Charlie. - Well, what are you on about, then?

- It's a question of philosophy. - Yeah, well...

Forgive and forget, that's my philosophy.

And it's not such a bad philosophy at that.

No, you could have a point there.

Um... Oh, I'm sorry. My engine's overheating.

I wondered, have you got some water?

- Yes. You can use the tap over there. - Thank you. That's very kind.

Nice place you've got here. I thought an old boy lived here.

Yes, he does.

Is that your husband?

My father.

Oh, sorry.

- You just over here on a visit, are you? - You're overflowing!

Your family over with you, are they?

No, I'm not married.

Ah, I'm divorced myself.

I'm not divorced, either.

Oh, well. You are in the minority, aren't you?

You're not the first to remark on it.

Well, thank you. Thank you very much indeed.

- So what does that tell us? - She's a spinster.

Karlheim's the mother's name.

- When do we take him? - That depends on Sergeant Bergerac.

If he's as good as his word, we can avoid violence.

Your own first rule - never trust an outsider.

He gave me no alternative.

I just hope this isn't going to be another Santiago.

It won't be.

- What d'you mean, not finished yet?! - Well, Jim was supposed to be...

One day he's swanning off across the island, the next you can't get rid of him.

- Ah, the invisible man. - You looking for me?

Oh, no! Look, I don't know if you remember,

but we need two extra sergeants and eight constables

to cover these bloody concerts and you haven't allocated anyone yet!

Yeah, I'm sorry. I've been working on something.

Maybe you'll stop working long enough to put me in the picture.

- Yeah. That's what I'm here for. - This better be good.

Rosenbaum can get all the legal stuff.

Nazi paperwork, eye-witness depositions...

- Hang on a minute! - The question is...

The question is whether you should be involved in the first place.

- Yeah, well. I did have my doubts. - Good, I can help you make up your mind.

For a start, you do not take on cases without my authority.

It wasn't just a case...

And for another thing, it's outside the Statute of Limitations.

It's professional suicide and we're not getting involved.

I didn't come here for a lecture. I came here with a few suggestions.

Well, I suggest you go and see this Nazi-hunter right now

and you tell him there's nothing you can do to help.

Then you get that overtime schedule on my desk as soon as possible.

Do I make myself clear?!

Yes, sir.

OK, I'll tell him. Thanks.

Hey, Gerry, you're off that case!

Can I claim these shoes on expenses?

You choose some funny places to meet.

It's soundproof.

And at least you know who's following you.

Don't worry, I called him off.

So when can you get a warrant?

My chief inspector thinks it's none of our business.

None of your business?!

A man kills half a million Jews, and it's not your business?

This is everyone's business.

It was a long time ago.

Some people think we should forgive and forget.

Those who could have forgiven are dead.

The living have no right to forget.

You think I can forget this?

Well?

I've met Draycott. He's not what I imagined.

Well, what did you expect? A monocle and a duelling scar?

He's an old man.

What do I care for his age?

Life is too short to expiate the crimes he's committed.

You think I'm looking for vengeance? I'm not.

I'm looking only for justice.

Just a single, please.

It's the same wherever I go.

Every nation recognises the crime of murder -

of one person, or two, or fifty.

But the extermination of six million is beyond the comprehension of the law.

All I'm saying...

Most of these animals will never be brought to justice.

Look, I'm not saying you're wrong to try to get him,

but you'll have to do it without me.

Go back to Israel, get extradition and maybe in a couple of months...

In a couple of months, the news will have leaked

and he'll be off to join his friends in Paraguay.

He won't hear anything from the Bureau, I can see to that.

- Why can't you help? - Cos I've got to go by the book.

Luckily, I don't.

If you try anything fancy...

- we're gonna have to protect Draycott. - Naturally.

He's one of your own.

It's got nothing to do with religion. I'm just doing my job.

Of course.

Mr Rosenbaum?

I know who you are, and I know why you're here.

First you should know what he did to my people.

My mother left me this.

It's all there -

how the smoke from Treblinka used to blacken their laundry.

How in the evening she used to clean the blood off his boots.

She was Jewish.

Greta Müller was Jewish?

Why did she never speak out?

While it was going on, fear.

And afterwards, guilt.

You never suspected?

She never spoke of him.

He told me he'd changed his name for business reasons.

You visit someone every year and you think you know them.

So last month...

it was you who telephoned the institute?

I had to be sure.

I didn't think you'd trace him here.

So now you come to plead on his behalf?

I don't know what to do.

He's my father.

It's not for me to judge him.

You want me to judge him for you?

You must know my mind is made up.

One way or another, I will bring him to justice.

But...

...if you want to warn him, I won't stop you.

The decision is yours.

BERGERAC: Hi, Susan.

Look, the reason I was trying to contact you was nothing to do with work.

What I meant to say was

how I miss being able to talk things over with you, like we used to.

So give us a call, will you, sometime?

That's all.

(RINGING TONE)

Yes?

David.

There's a change of plan.

Jim, a man called Rosenbaum called to say goodbye.

Did he? Right. Thank you.

Handed in at Reception.

- Where's that timetable I was working on? - Barney's got it.

By a tall woman with brown hair.

Susan?

Oh, Barney, that overtime schedule of mine?

I've done it myself.

- Ooh. Thank you very much. - Listen...

About this Nazi-hunter...

Ah. That's OK. I've told him what the score is.

I want you to write a report on him.

You want me to do what?

The whole story.

How you got involved, what police facilities were used,

names, dates, meetings, the whole lot.

Look, I can't do that.

The whole deal was I keep this under my hat.

It's gonna take him weeks to arrange for extradition.

When you join the Bureau, you don't reveal confidential information.

Look, if I do write a report, it goes straight to the Committee, right?

That means it'll be read by Charlie Hungerford

and the rest of Draycott's friends.

Do you think they're gonna keep it a secret?

He'll be up and off before you can say "knife".

- It's not my problem. - Well, it is mine. I've given my word!

He's been pursuing this man for 40 years!

I've been Chief Inspector for three and I'm not about to put my job on the line

just because you want to do a bit of moonlighting.

Well, I'm sorry, but I don't think I've got any options, have I?

I'm going to have to hand in my resignation.

OK, fine. Throw your job away.

It won't make any difference. Cos if you don't write the report, I will.

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello.

Aye, speaking.

Oh, hello!

They've not!

Ah! Bloomin' Ada, can't the other four play without him?

No. No, quite, I see.

No. Well, the Frogs'll just have to go on early, that's all.

(VIOLIN PLAYING)

(SPEAKS HEBREW)

Ready? I'll just set the alarm, and then we'll be off.

Lovely! You look better.

No, I feel better.

My keys...

No. No, I'll drive.

CHARLIE: Hello, my dear. Welcome. Glad you could make it. Straight in!

Oh, my dear old friend! How nice to see you.

And your good lady.

I'm very glad you could make it.

Straight inside. I'll see you at the interval.

(RINGING TONE)

(ENGINE SPLUTTERS)

What is it?

Petrol. Damn!

Petrol? I'm sure I put some in yesterday.

It's my fault. I've been running round the island. I should have thought. Oh.

ANNOUNCEMENT: Last call, ladies and gentlemen.

Please take your seats, the concert is about to commence.

You been stood up, too, have you?

I sincerely hope not. I'm waiting for George Draycott.

- It'd be a pity if he misses the opener. - Have you rung his house?

No, there's no-one there. The daughter's coming as well.

A tall woman with brown hair, yeah?

That's right, yeah.

- (MUSIC PLAYING) - Hey, listen to that.

Not bad, eh?

No. We had a warm-up booked as well,

but their violinist broke his wrist playing volleyball.

So they're flying out tonight.

- What, 7.45? - No, special charter.

What, for a broken wrist?

Well, I suppose if your career depends on it.

Charlie, have you ever heard them play?

Well, no. I asked them to at the party, but they weren't very keen.

I bet they weren't.

Hey, what's up now? You'll miss the big performance.

That's what they wanted.

What?!

(SPEAKS HEBREW)

What is this?

BEN: Air traffic control say it's headed for Cyprus.

That means Israel. I want that plane grounded.

Repeat, grounded.

No-one gets on or off.

Gustav Müller, in the name of the people of Israel,

I arrest you for crimes against humanity.

What crimes?

Why am I being kidnapped? Who are these people?

Come now, Gustav. You know who I am!

My only consolation these past 40 years

has been the thought that every time a knock comes at your door,

you hesitate before answering.

This is it, Gustav. The knock at the door.

There are laws against this kind of thing!

Laws!

Laws always favour the powerful.

God's laws are the only laws worth obeying.

I have friends, you know. I have many influential friends here.

Did they also make their money out of gold teeth and wedding rings?

Wedding rings? What do you mean, wedding rings?

At least release my daughter.

She is here of her own free will.

Answer me, Anna!

(THEY SPEAK IN HEBREW)

Anna, what lies have they told you?

I found out from Mother's things.

Found out what? What did you find out?

That she was Jewish.

Jewish?

Your mother?

Why, that's ridiculous.

- I met her when she was 18. - Did you meet her family?

She had no family.

That's how she managed to lie to you.

Lie to me?! It's you she lied to.

She was old.

She was dying of cancer.

She was dying of guilt.

She carried it for 40 years.

And it passed through every part of her.

And even in death, the only way she could be free of it

was by passing it on to me.

But it has to stop. Now!

I'd rather be a murderer's daughter than live with it like she did.

I'm your father!

I didn't know you!

And you didn't know me.

Ironic, isn't it?

Those people you were trying to exterminate...

You were living with one.

You produced one of your own!

- So what's the story? - Where's Draycott?

No. No, the flight crew were genuine. No reason to hold them.

Did you take this?

Um... Yes.

- You sure it was Susan this time? - Positive.

Goodbye, sir.

What did I tell you about those bollards?

There's two dozen of 'em down there on the water line!

- You're a jammy one. - How do you mean?

The girl took full responsibility, so you're off the hook.

Shopped her own father. What kind of person would do that?

Depends on the father, doesn't it?

The Chief suggested I commend you for your prompt response to the kidnap threat.

I didn't like to tell him you were part of it.

Thank you, Barney.

I've put you on lates until the end of the Festival.

Here's your security pass.

Oh, hello, Susan.

Look... I've just got a couple of tickets for the music festival.

I wondered, would you like to come along?