0:00:02 > 0:00:04Mrs Owen is expecting a lot of guests. She chose you.
0:00:04 > 0:00:06Welcome to Soldier Island.
0:00:06 > 0:00:08Mr Lombard.
0:00:08 > 0:00:11You seem to be under the impression that I am a particular kind of woman.
0:00:11 > 0:00:13I assure you that I'm not.
0:00:13 > 0:00:16They're the ten little soldiers. You know, from the poem.
0:00:16 > 0:00:19- 'Ladies and gentlemen!'- Who is that?
0:00:19 > 0:00:21'You are charged with the following indictments!
0:00:21 > 0:00:25'Philip Lombard, that you did murder 21 men.'
0:00:25 > 0:00:27What the hell are they playing at?
0:00:27 > 0:00:29Malicious nonsense.
0:00:29 > 0:00:31Cyril, I really tried to save him.
0:00:31 > 0:00:33I almost drowned.
0:00:33 > 0:00:3421 men?
0:00:34 > 0:00:37I am the only one telling the truth in a room full of liars.
0:00:37 > 0:00:39KNOCK ON DOOR Who is it?
0:00:40 > 0:00:42We are cut off.
0:00:42 > 0:00:44Rats in a barrel.
0:00:44 > 0:00:46Almonds.
0:00:46 > 0:00:48Almonds be buggered.
0:00:48 > 0:00:49Cyanide.
0:02:00 > 0:02:02None of you moved them?
0:02:03 > 0:02:04- No.- No.
0:02:05 > 0:02:06Was it you, Doctor?
0:02:08 > 0:02:09No.
0:02:12 > 0:02:14How did Mrs Rogers die?
0:02:15 > 0:02:17I have no idea.
0:02:17 > 0:02:19Did you give her something?
0:02:19 > 0:02:20Yes, a mild sedative.
0:02:20 > 0:02:22Did you give her too much?
0:02:22 > 0:02:26Miss Claythorne, I warned you against becoming hysterical.
0:02:26 > 0:02:27It's the poem.
0:02:27 > 0:02:29It's the poem, don't you see?
0:02:29 > 0:02:32Ten little soldier boys. One choked himself,
0:02:32 > 0:02:35one overslept himself and then there were eight!
0:02:35 > 0:02:38There were ten of these and ten of us and now there's eight.
0:02:40 > 0:02:43Oh, General. General, did you move the figures?
0:02:43 > 0:02:44What?
0:02:44 > 0:02:45The figures. Did you move the figures?
0:02:45 > 0:02:47No, course not.
0:02:47 > 0:02:49Perhaps it was you, Miss Claythorne.
0:02:49 > 0:02:50You discovered it.
0:02:50 > 0:02:52Course it wasn't me. Why would I do that?
0:02:52 > 0:02:55To be the centre of attention? Do you crave attention, Miss Claythorne?
0:02:55 > 0:02:57- Any kind of attention? - What are you talking about?
0:02:57 > 0:02:59Shall we just have breakfast?
0:03:04 > 0:03:08It was dreadful news about Mrs Rogers.
0:03:08 > 0:03:10She was a wonderful cook.
0:03:10 > 0:03:11Such a shame.
0:03:12 > 0:03:16Er, this egg is four minutes precisely, is it?
0:03:18 > 0:03:20Yes, madam.
0:03:20 > 0:03:24Rogers, did you take away two of these figures?
0:03:24 > 0:03:25No, miss.
0:03:25 > 0:03:29Condolences, Mr Rogers. When are you expecting Narracott?
0:03:29 > 0:03:33Mid to late morning, sir. His timekeeping is somewhat erratic.
0:03:34 > 0:03:36Will that be all?
0:03:36 > 0:03:38Yes. Thank you, Rogers. Thank you very much.
0:03:40 > 0:03:43Tony Marston was young and strong.
0:03:43 > 0:03:46He didn't die from some stimulant.
0:03:46 > 0:03:48Perhaps he was poisoned.
0:03:48 > 0:03:51And Mrs Rogers, perhaps she was given too much.
0:03:51 > 0:03:54What drugs do you have in your medical bag, Doctor?
0:03:54 > 0:03:56Why did you even bring it?
0:03:56 > 0:03:58You are a guest, it's not work.
0:03:58 > 0:03:59Actually, it is work.
0:04:00 > 0:04:04I was trying to maintain some sort of professional discretion.
0:04:04 > 0:04:05However,
0:04:05 > 0:04:08Mrs Owen suffers from female neuroses.
0:04:08 > 0:04:11My speciality is women's disorders.
0:04:12 > 0:04:15Mr Owen engaged me in a professional capacity
0:04:15 > 0:04:17to tend to his wife.
0:04:17 > 0:04:18Gave up on the surgery, then, Doctor?
0:04:18 > 0:04:21People do not just die out of nowhere for no reason!
0:04:21 > 0:04:25They die because something was done to them by someone!
0:04:25 > 0:04:28- I'm going to check your bag. - Don't you dare touch my possessions!
0:04:28 > 0:04:31- What have you got to hide? - How about I do it?
0:04:31 > 0:04:33I'm not being searched like some grubby criminal!
0:04:33 > 0:04:36Then what if the General goes with him?
0:04:36 > 0:04:38He's an honourable man!
0:04:38 > 0:04:41Fine! But while you're at it, you might want to search
0:04:41 > 0:04:44Judge Wargrave's case as well.
0:04:44 > 0:04:45I know where I've seen you before.
0:04:46 > 0:04:49Chap who has the clinic beneath mine in Harley Street,
0:04:49 > 0:04:50he's a cancer specialist.
0:04:50 > 0:04:51That's where I saw you.
0:04:51 > 0:04:54If anyone has strong painkillers and sedatives in his case,
0:04:54 > 0:04:56it's Judge Wargrave.
0:04:58 > 0:04:59Is that true, Judge?
0:05:00 > 0:05:03I have had health problems, yes.
0:05:04 > 0:05:05Then that's very cruel, Doctor.
0:05:05 > 0:05:07Don't blame me. You pushed it.
0:05:07 > 0:05:09General, shall we?
0:05:19 > 0:05:20Just mild sedatives.
0:05:21 > 0:05:23As I said.
0:05:23 > 0:05:26Bog-standard. Nothing special.
0:05:26 > 0:05:28My surgery was a success.
0:05:29 > 0:05:33This - the house, the island -
0:05:33 > 0:05:35is meant to be my recuperation.
0:05:35 > 0:05:37Sea air,
0:05:37 > 0:05:39peace,
0:05:39 > 0:05:41and rest.
0:05:41 > 0:05:44Very sorry. I'm very sorry.
0:05:46 > 0:05:47Well, there's an end to it.
0:05:47 > 0:05:49Like hell it is.
0:05:49 > 0:05:51Why shouldn't she be searched?
0:05:53 > 0:05:56Equal rights for women.
0:05:56 > 0:05:57Let's see what you've got.
0:05:57 > 0:06:00Doctor Armstrong, control yourself, please.
0:06:07 > 0:06:09Who the hell do you think you are?
0:06:09 > 0:06:11I'm a doctor. You're a secretary.
0:06:19 > 0:06:20Somebody moved them.
0:06:22 > 0:06:23They did.
0:06:23 > 0:06:24Someone did that.
0:06:51 > 0:06:53Did you really kill all those men?
0:06:56 > 0:06:59Yes, Miss Claythorne. I did kill all those men.
0:07:00 > 0:07:02And more.
0:07:02 > 0:07:04Why?
0:07:04 > 0:07:06It seemed like a good idea at the time.
0:07:08 > 0:07:12They had something I wanted. In this case, it was diamonds.
0:07:13 > 0:07:16Worth more than a few lives.
0:07:16 > 0:07:17What about you?
0:07:22 > 0:07:23What did you want?
0:07:25 > 0:07:27I nearly drowned.
0:07:28 > 0:07:31I failed to save a little boy in my care.
0:07:31 > 0:07:34And there isn't one minute of every day that I'm not sorry for that.
0:07:36 > 0:07:38Why aren't you?
0:07:38 > 0:07:39I know what I am.
0:07:41 > 0:07:43I always knew it would catch up with me.
0:07:45 > 0:07:47And here it is.
0:08:49 > 0:08:51"I love you, I love you, I love you.
0:08:51 > 0:08:55"I think about you and you kissing me, and your hands on me and in me,
0:08:55 > 0:08:57"and your mouth on my body and I cannot bear
0:08:57 > 0:08:59"that you are not with me now.
0:08:59 > 0:09:04"I wish, I long, I crave for you, my darling,
0:09:04 > 0:09:08"and I feel so cruel to poor, dear John.
0:09:08 > 0:09:11"The sun rises and sets in your eyes, Henry.
0:09:11 > 0:09:13"I love you. I love you.
0:09:15 > 0:09:16"I am yours."
0:09:17 > 0:09:20The men are all ready for the whistle, sir.
0:09:20 > 0:09:21Morale, fairly good.
0:09:32 > 0:09:33Here. Er, let me.
0:09:39 > 0:09:41Henry.
0:09:45 > 0:09:48You've been a great friend
0:09:48 > 0:09:51to my wife and I.
0:09:57 > 0:09:59Perhaps you could call me John?
0:10:04 > 0:10:06Thank you, John.
0:10:10 > 0:10:12GUNSHOT
0:10:22 > 0:10:26Myself and Mrs Rogers were here for a week without seeing another soul
0:10:26 > 0:10:29apart from Narracott with the delivery, sir.
0:10:34 > 0:10:36Lombard.
0:10:36 > 0:10:38Where are you going?
0:10:38 > 0:10:41We're sat around waiting for Ulick Norman Owen.
0:10:41 > 0:10:43What if he's been here all along?
0:10:45 > 0:10:47Plenty of places he could be hiding.
0:10:48 > 0:10:50Wait for me.
0:11:21 > 0:11:27Please, please, please, just fucking stop. Stop.
0:11:27 > 0:11:29Stop, stop,
0:11:29 > 0:11:31stop, stop...
0:11:45 > 0:11:48This is barmy!
0:11:50 > 0:11:52No-one could hide down there.
0:12:01 > 0:12:04Ever get the feeling you're being hunted, Tubs?
0:12:04 > 0:12:07Stop calling me that. I ain't even fat.
0:12:07 > 0:12:09And, no, I don't.
0:12:09 > 0:12:11Really?
0:12:12 > 0:12:16Cos Mr Owen, whoever he may be,
0:12:16 > 0:12:17knows a lot about us.
0:12:17 > 0:12:19Well, not about me.
0:12:19 > 0:12:22Edward Landor was a degenerate. He was a pansy.
0:12:22 > 0:12:25He fell down the steps into his cell.
0:12:34 > 0:12:36You never touched him?
0:12:38 > 0:12:41I wouldn't want to be near one of them dirty bastards.
0:12:43 > 0:12:45Come on, Tubs, keep up.
0:12:58 > 0:13:00General?
0:13:00 > 0:13:02Is your suitcase ready?
0:13:05 > 0:13:06She died.
0:13:08 > 0:13:11Of Spanish influenza, after the war.
0:13:11 > 0:13:14Who?
0:13:14 > 0:13:17My wife Lesley.
0:13:17 > 0:13:19After all that,
0:13:19 > 0:13:21she died of the Spanish flu.
0:13:27 > 0:13:29So many did.
0:13:29 > 0:13:33I should've just stepped aside like a gentleman and...
0:13:33 > 0:13:35just let them be happy.
0:13:38 > 0:13:41Do come back to the house, General.
0:13:41 > 0:13:43You haven't brought your case down yet
0:13:43 > 0:13:46and we want to get away as soon as Mr Narracott arrives.
0:13:48 > 0:13:52He's not coming, Narracott, you know.
0:13:52 > 0:13:54No-one's coming for us.
0:13:54 > 0:13:57We won't be leaving the island. This is the end.
0:14:00 > 0:14:04It's a relief to come to the end, to know that it's over.
0:14:04 > 0:14:07You won't understand that yet but you will...
0:14:07 > 0:14:09in time.
0:14:11 > 0:14:14I think you're quite mistaken.
0:14:14 > 0:14:17The boat will come and we'll all be waiting for you.
0:14:28 > 0:14:30GUNFIRE ECHOES
0:14:43 > 0:14:48EXPLOSIONS ECHO
0:14:50 > 0:14:56GUNFIRE ECHOES
0:15:11 > 0:15:14Ah, Miss Claythorne.
0:15:14 > 0:15:16Good.
0:15:16 > 0:15:18Bring a couple of chairs, would you?
0:15:27 > 0:15:29What's going on?
0:15:29 > 0:15:32It's a bit early to be on the sauce.
0:15:32 > 0:15:34It's been something of a morning.
0:15:34 > 0:15:36Hey. Hey, sh!
0:15:39 > 0:15:43Bastard's down there. I heard him.
0:15:43 > 0:15:45What bastard?
0:15:45 > 0:15:46Owen.
0:15:46 > 0:15:49I can hear him moving about.
0:15:49 > 0:15:51Marston's room.
0:16:15 > 0:16:17What are you doing?
0:16:23 > 0:16:25Camp bed.
0:16:25 > 0:16:28We had to find somewhere to store it and...
0:16:28 > 0:16:31- young men don't look under beds. - But what do you need a camp bed for?
0:16:31 > 0:16:33What were you planning?
0:16:33 > 0:16:35Well, I can't sleep in my room, can I?
0:16:35 > 0:16:37Me wife.
0:16:37 > 0:16:40Yeah, obviously. Of course.
0:16:40 > 0:16:43- I've got to find somewhere else to set up.- What for? We're all leaving.
0:16:43 > 0:16:46Well, you might be. This is my job.
0:16:46 > 0:16:49I can't go anywhere until my employer dismisses me.
0:16:49 > 0:16:51Your employer? Your employer is insane.
0:16:51 > 0:16:54Be that as it may, I've got nothing else to go to.
0:16:56 > 0:16:59All right, then. Carry on, Rogers.
0:17:05 > 0:17:07Did you know he had a gun?
0:17:07 > 0:17:08No.
0:17:23 > 0:17:28Do stop. Mr Narracott seems a sensible man. He'll be here.
0:17:31 > 0:17:34I must say, I understand now
0:17:34 > 0:17:38why you teach in such a substandard establishment.
0:17:40 > 0:17:43I'm just observing that most schools would not want to be
0:17:43 > 0:17:45associated with an inquest.
0:17:45 > 0:17:48I'm not accusing you. There's been quite enough of that already.
0:17:48 > 0:17:51Yes, there has. More than enough.
0:17:51 > 0:17:53Apart from the egregious Mr Lombard,
0:17:53 > 0:17:59Rogers, who I find most dubious, and the depraved Mr Marston,
0:17:59 > 0:18:01it's all nonsense.
0:18:01 > 0:18:03Everyone was simply doing their duty.
0:18:05 > 0:18:07As was I.
0:18:07 > 0:18:09As were you?
0:18:09 > 0:18:12You didn't say anything last night?
0:18:12 > 0:18:14It wasn't for gentlemen's ears.
0:18:14 > 0:18:16But Beatrice Taylor was my maid of all work.
0:18:18 > 0:18:20Foundling girl.
0:18:20 > 0:18:22An unwanted,
0:18:22 > 0:18:25from the war, you know?
0:18:28 > 0:18:32I believed her to be a clean, decent, modest girl.
0:18:32 > 0:18:34I taught her needlework skills.
0:18:34 > 0:18:36We had quite the little home.
0:19:00 > 0:19:03But then she got herself into trouble.
0:19:03 > 0:19:05The family way.
0:19:06 > 0:19:10As her own loose mother had with her.
0:19:11 > 0:19:14She begged me for help.
0:19:14 > 0:19:17Naturally, and quite properly, I refused.
0:19:22 > 0:19:25Miss Brent, please!
0:19:29 > 0:19:31I beg you!
0:19:34 > 0:19:35What happened to her?
0:19:35 > 0:19:37She threw herself under a train.
0:19:37 > 0:19:39She killed herself?
0:19:39 > 0:19:41Even made the local paper.
0:19:41 > 0:19:45And they turned it into some pot-boiling sentimental tale.
0:19:45 > 0:19:47She asked you for help.
0:19:47 > 0:19:49If you had helped her...
0:19:49 > 0:19:52It was the weakness in her character which drove her actions.
0:19:52 > 0:19:54Why should I be reproached?
0:19:58 > 0:20:00Ask Rogers for some tea.
0:20:03 > 0:20:05Lemon, not milk.
0:20:12 > 0:20:14It's a wild goose chase, if you ask me.
0:20:14 > 0:20:18- Grown man hiding and sneaking about. - It's ridiculous.
0:20:18 > 0:20:21Marston was given cyanide, though.
0:20:21 > 0:20:24- Wasn't he, Tubs?- Cyanide?
0:20:24 > 0:20:26I'm pretty sure of it.
0:20:28 > 0:20:31I don't know... You were convinced of it this morning.
0:20:34 > 0:20:37Claythorne, for the cyanide. I'd put money on it.
0:20:37 > 0:20:38She don't seem the type.
0:20:38 > 0:20:40No, she's exactly the type.
0:20:40 > 0:20:42What about the old boy, the general?
0:20:42 > 0:20:45Dangerous men come back, you know, from over there,
0:20:45 > 0:20:47their noggins all scrambled.
0:20:47 > 0:20:49Oh, well, let's search everybody, then.
0:20:49 > 0:20:52God-bothering Miss Brent... Let's search Wargrave.
0:20:52 > 0:20:53What, the judge?
0:20:53 > 0:20:56Well-known as a hanging judge. He's infamous for the black square.
0:20:56 > 0:21:00The story goes that he'd watch every execution he'd ordered.
0:21:00 > 0:21:04Tubs, you've been looking sideways at Armstrong all morning
0:21:04 > 0:21:07and now everyone's fair game.
0:21:07 > 0:21:08You suggested the judge.
0:21:08 > 0:21:12I was taking the piss. Mr Owen is on the island.
0:21:12 > 0:21:14And I'm going to find him.
0:21:16 > 0:21:18You don't want to pay attention to what he said.
0:21:18 > 0:21:20He's just stirring the shit pot.
0:21:22 > 0:21:24Well, I can stir it right back.
0:21:37 > 0:21:40RUMBLE OF THUNDER
0:21:53 > 0:21:55SEAGULLS SCREAMING
0:21:55 > 0:21:56SCREAMS ECHO
0:22:56 > 0:22:57Don't look.
0:23:00 > 0:23:02Someone did this?
0:23:02 > 0:23:04Well, it weren't no bleedin' accident.
0:23:05 > 0:23:07It's murder.
0:23:11 > 0:23:13He said no-one was coming for us.
0:23:14 > 0:23:16He said this was the end.
0:23:37 > 0:23:39Miss Claythorne.
0:23:39 > 0:23:42Eight little soldier boys travelling in Devon.
0:23:42 > 0:23:45One said he'd stay there and then there were seven.
0:23:48 > 0:23:51Count them, Judge.
0:23:51 > 0:23:52Count them.
0:24:10 > 0:24:12Sarah!
0:24:16 > 0:24:17Run!
0:24:17 > 0:24:19Find help!
0:24:19 > 0:24:21A boat! Run!
0:24:27 > 0:24:29Sarah!
0:24:29 > 0:24:31Sarah!
0:24:43 > 0:24:45Miss Claythorne!
0:24:45 > 0:24:47I just want to go!
0:24:47 > 0:24:48You'll drown!
0:24:50 > 0:24:52Please.
0:24:56 > 0:24:58Please.
0:24:58 > 0:25:00Come inside.
0:25:00 > 0:25:02Come, come.
0:25:04 > 0:25:05I've got you.
0:25:05 > 0:25:06Don't worry, it's all right.
0:25:17 > 0:25:19I told you Owen was on the island.
0:25:19 > 0:25:21What made you so sure?
0:25:22 > 0:25:26- Instinct.- We've got to be rational. Stick with procedure.
0:25:27 > 0:25:29Who is this Owen?
0:25:29 > 0:25:30And Mrs Owen?
0:25:30 > 0:25:32I don't think there even is a Mrs Owen.
0:25:32 > 0:25:34We must all have something in common,
0:25:34 > 0:25:36someone who knows us all.
0:25:36 > 0:25:38Well, how can that be possible?
0:25:38 > 0:25:41I can imagine crossing paths with a doctor...
0:25:41 > 0:25:44a judge, but someone like Mr Lombard?
0:25:44 > 0:25:47Well, we've crossed paths now. Haven't we?
0:25:48 > 0:25:52Mr Lombard, Blore tells me that you have a revolver.
0:25:53 > 0:25:55Oh, Tubs.
0:25:55 > 0:25:56Why have you got a gun?
0:25:56 > 0:25:57He's got a gun?
0:25:57 > 0:25:59I carry it everywhere.
0:25:59 > 0:26:01And it was implied that I might need it.
0:26:02 > 0:26:04Implied by whom?
0:26:06 > 0:26:10My client needs a good man who can handle situations.
0:26:12 > 0:26:14Who's your client?
0:26:14 > 0:26:17Mr Owen. Ulick Norman Owen.
0:26:17 > 0:26:18Never heard of him.
0:26:18 > 0:26:20But he has heard of you.
0:26:20 > 0:26:22Audrey, the box.
0:26:44 > 0:26:46It's dangerous, then.
0:26:46 > 0:26:48My client believes that it could become volatile.
0:26:50 > 0:26:51I see.
0:26:53 > 0:26:55And how would Mr Owen wish me to proceed?
0:26:56 > 0:26:59He leaves that to your discretion.
0:26:59 > 0:27:01But forewarned is...
0:27:01 > 0:27:02..is fore-armed.
0:27:07 > 0:27:09I understand.
0:27:17 > 0:27:20That's who got in touch with me about the job with Mrs Owen -
0:27:20 > 0:27:21Isaac Morris in Soho.
0:27:23 > 0:27:24Soho? Hmm.
0:27:26 > 0:27:31I was invited here by the Owens, whom I've never heard of,
0:27:31 > 0:27:32to join a mutual friend -
0:27:32 > 0:27:34Mrs Culmington.
0:27:34 > 0:27:36The perfect place to recover, it said.
0:27:36 > 0:27:39The envelope was postmarked London, Soho.
0:27:42 > 0:27:47A sink of depravity. A godless desert of vice.
0:27:48 > 0:27:50What brings you here, Miss Brent?
0:27:50 > 0:27:52Mrs Owen wrote to me.
0:27:52 > 0:27:54She was interested in my work.
0:27:55 > 0:27:58The moral education of girls of the lower orders.
0:27:58 > 0:28:00They have to be taught modesty and decency
0:28:00 > 0:28:05or society will be drowned in a rising tide of unwanted babies.
0:28:05 > 0:28:06All squalling to be fed.
0:28:07 > 0:28:10She wanted to contribute to my cause.
0:28:10 > 0:28:12Blore?
0:28:13 > 0:28:16I got a letter. From Ulick Norman Owen.
0:28:18 > 0:28:21He was impressed by my standing in the force.
0:28:21 > 0:28:24He said if I could see my way clear to spending some time,
0:28:24 > 0:28:27keeping an eye out, that he'd recompense me generously.
0:28:27 > 0:28:30Keeping an eye out for what?
0:28:30 > 0:28:32He said that someone was here under false pretences.
0:28:32 > 0:28:34He also supplied a list of guests.
0:28:35 > 0:28:37All of you.
0:28:37 > 0:28:39Everyone here.
0:28:39 > 0:28:42What he didn't say was that Lombard would have a gun!
0:28:44 > 0:28:47Is it Mr Owen's voice on the record? Does anybody recognise it?
0:28:47 > 0:28:49Are we forgetting about the gun here?
0:28:49 > 0:28:51There's a Fenian sat over there with a bloody gun!
0:28:51 > 0:28:53- Don't blaspheme!- Hand it over.
0:28:53 > 0:28:56- Come on, surrender your weapon, Mr Lombard!- Not a chance.
0:28:56 > 0:28:58I could make you!
0:28:58 > 0:28:59You can try.
0:28:59 > 0:29:02Is Isaac Morris Mr Owen?
0:29:02 > 0:29:04No!
0:29:04 > 0:29:06I'd have found that sweaty bucket of lard by now.
0:29:06 > 0:29:11Jews. Wherever there's a problem, there's Jews at the bottom of it.
0:29:13 > 0:29:16Something struck me.
0:29:16 > 0:29:18I can't think why I didn't see it before.
0:29:19 > 0:29:22Ulick Norman Owen.
0:29:22 > 0:29:25Una Nancy Owen.
0:29:25 > 0:29:26Or..
0:29:31 > 0:29:32..UN Owen...
0:29:35 > 0:29:36..is UNKNOWN.
0:29:41 > 0:29:42It's a riddle, perhaps.
0:29:43 > 0:29:45What does it mean?
0:29:45 > 0:29:47It means that Mr Lombard is right to insist
0:29:47 > 0:29:49that the killer is on the island.
0:29:50 > 0:29:53And he's getting very wet out there.
0:29:53 > 0:29:55The killer's not out there.
0:29:55 > 0:29:56The killer is in here.
0:29:57 > 0:29:59It is one of us.
0:30:06 > 0:30:09We've never met each other before now, why...
0:30:09 > 0:30:11How could I possibly be capable?
0:30:11 > 0:30:13Oh, anyone is capable, Miss Brent.
0:30:15 > 0:30:1740 years on the criminal bench has taught me that.
0:30:17 > 0:30:21- Rogers.- Oh, here we go again. Lining up the next suspect.
0:30:21 > 0:30:24You mark my words, Rogers.
0:30:24 > 0:30:25He's an oily bugger.
0:30:25 > 0:30:26Slinking around.
0:30:26 > 0:30:29Going back and forth during dinner,
0:30:29 > 0:30:31he would have had time to put something into Mr Marston's drink.
0:30:31 > 0:30:33I heard him tell Mrs Rogers to shut up.
0:30:33 > 0:30:36Well, she's shut up now, isn't she?
0:30:36 > 0:30:38He's the one moving the figures.
0:30:38 > 0:30:42But the General, the rest of us, that record, this house, why?
0:30:42 > 0:30:46Rogers has got low cunning running though him
0:30:46 > 0:30:49like Brighton through a stick of rock. We need to watch him.
0:30:49 > 0:30:53Any faith I ever had in the Thin Blue Line evaporated
0:30:53 > 0:30:55the second I met you, Tubs.
0:30:55 > 0:30:58- You call me that one more time mate, one more time...- And you'll what?
0:31:02 > 0:31:03We...
0:31:03 > 0:31:06are all being hunted.
0:31:07 > 0:31:09There's someone else on this island
0:31:09 > 0:31:11and when I find him,
0:31:11 > 0:31:12I'm going to make him number 22,
0:31:12 > 0:31:14with a bullet right there.
0:31:14 > 0:31:15Oh, God.
0:31:15 > 0:31:18How can you say that...SO easily?
0:31:18 > 0:31:21I just open my mouth and it comes out.
0:31:23 > 0:31:24DOOR CREAKS OPEN
0:31:26 > 0:31:29I'll see what can be done about supper.
0:31:29 > 0:31:31There's some livers and kidneys.
0:31:31 > 0:31:34Perhaps a pie with some good gravy.
0:31:35 > 0:31:38That would be delicious, Rogers.
0:31:38 > 0:31:40Thank you.
0:31:40 > 0:31:41Thank you, Rogers.
0:31:45 > 0:31:48Well, I ain't eating a mouthful of his pie.
0:32:16 > 0:32:18THUNDER CRACKLES
0:32:18 > 0:32:20WIND HOWLS
0:32:30 > 0:32:31Oh. Well, goodnight.
0:32:31 > 0:32:33THUNDER CRASHES
0:32:35 > 0:32:37Trust in God.
0:32:38 > 0:32:39But perhaps also...
0:32:40 > 0:32:42..we should lock our doors.
0:33:09 > 0:33:12The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want.
0:33:12 > 0:33:14He maketh me to lie down in green pastures,
0:33:14 > 0:33:16he leadeth me besides the still waters...
0:33:16 > 0:33:19RAIN POURS, THUNDER RUMBLES
0:33:39 > 0:33:41THUD AND TINKLING
0:33:54 > 0:33:56THUNDER CRASHES
0:33:56 > 0:33:57LIGHTS HISS
0:33:59 > 0:34:01HE SIGHS
0:34:04 > 0:34:08He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake.
0:34:08 > 0:34:11- Yay, though I walk through...- ..the valley of the shadow of death...
0:34:13 > 0:34:17..I will fear no evil, for thou art with me.
0:34:29 > 0:34:31I will fear no evil.
0:34:31 > 0:34:33I will fear no evil for thou art...
0:34:33 > 0:34:36I will fear no evil, thou art with me...
0:34:59 > 0:35:01Get up!
0:35:01 > 0:35:02Get up!
0:35:04 > 0:35:05Get up!
0:35:05 > 0:35:06GONG CRASHES LOUDLY
0:35:08 > 0:35:09Get up!
0:35:13 > 0:35:15I was looking for him.
0:35:15 > 0:35:16SHE RETCHES
0:35:16 > 0:35:18I wanted a coffee. I looked...
0:35:18 > 0:35:20and I found this.
0:35:23 > 0:35:24It wasn't me.
0:35:25 > 0:35:27I just wanted a damn coffee, it wasn't me...
0:35:27 > 0:35:29He's been here all night.
0:35:29 > 0:35:32Seven little soldiers chopping up sticks,
0:35:32 > 0:35:35one chopped himself in half and then there were six.
0:35:37 > 0:35:38So she's right.
0:35:39 > 0:35:41It is the poem,
0:35:41 > 0:35:43but he's fucked, Mr Unknown Owen,
0:35:43 > 0:35:47because six little solder boys played with a hive.
0:35:47 > 0:35:51A bumble bee stung one and then there were five and there is no hive here and there are no bees,
0:35:51 > 0:35:54so what are you going to do now, Mr Unknown Owen? You're fucked!
0:35:54 > 0:35:55You're fu...
0:36:00 > 0:36:01I will get dressed,
0:36:01 > 0:36:03we will all get dressed...
0:36:04 > 0:36:06..and I will make coffee.
0:36:07 > 0:36:09- Miss Brent, shall we?- Yes.
0:36:15 > 0:36:17Shit. Shit the bed.
0:36:17 > 0:36:19We need to find something to wrap him up with
0:36:19 > 0:36:21or he's going to go everywhere.
0:36:42 > 0:36:43Coffee.
0:36:45 > 0:36:47There's no milk, I'm afraid.
0:36:47 > 0:36:49Does this person...
0:36:49 > 0:36:51..mean to kill us all?
0:36:53 > 0:36:54I believe so, yes.
0:36:59 > 0:37:00I've lost a ball of wool.
0:37:02 > 0:37:04I'm quite ridiculously distressed about it.
0:37:06 > 0:37:08It's only wool...
0:37:08 > 0:37:10THUNDER RUMBLES, LIGHTS CRACKLE
0:37:16 > 0:37:18I'm so very tired.
0:37:22 > 0:37:24Drink your coffee, Miss Brent.
0:37:25 > 0:37:27I'll bring you a candle to see by.
0:37:27 > 0:37:28Thank you, dear.
0:38:14 > 0:38:16I'll make some more.
0:38:20 > 0:38:22THUNDER RUMBLES INCESSANTLY
0:38:40 > 0:38:42Judge Wargrave, I feel I...
0:38:42 > 0:38:44owe you an apology for...
0:38:44 > 0:38:47exposing your illness in such an unforgiveable fashion.
0:38:47 > 0:38:50We're all feeling a little ragged. Understandably.
0:38:58 > 0:39:00What's your opinion of the others?
0:39:01 > 0:39:02I haven't really formed one.
0:39:02 > 0:39:05I don't trust any of them.
0:39:05 > 0:39:08Blore. That bastard Lombard. Claythorne.
0:39:08 > 0:39:10Miss Brent and her religious mania.
0:39:13 > 0:39:14But you and I...
0:39:16 > 0:39:17..we have sharp minds.
0:39:18 > 0:39:20Actual intellects.
0:39:23 > 0:39:24We should stay together.
0:39:25 > 0:39:26Hm.
0:39:28 > 0:39:29Very well.
0:39:37 > 0:39:38Oh, Go...
0:39:39 > 0:39:41Here. Here.
0:39:41 > 0:39:42Thank you.
0:39:43 > 0:39:45Dribbling down myself like a child.
0:39:52 > 0:39:54Miss Claythorne's making the coffee...
0:39:56 > 0:39:57She should be watched.
0:40:05 > 0:40:07BOTH PANTING
0:40:11 > 0:40:13THEY GROAN
0:40:17 > 0:40:19Right.
0:40:20 > 0:40:22You do the stairs,
0:40:22 > 0:40:24I'm going to wash the guts out of the woodstore.
0:40:48 > 0:40:49THUNK
0:40:57 > 0:40:58Can I?
0:41:04 > 0:41:06I rather enjoy domestic tasks.
0:41:07 > 0:41:09They are soothing.
0:41:10 > 0:41:11Normal.
0:41:13 > 0:41:14Indeed.
0:41:31 > 0:41:33I'll just be a moment.
0:41:33 > 0:41:34All right.
0:42:56 > 0:42:58GONG CRASHES
0:43:29 > 0:43:30Stung by a bee.
0:43:33 > 0:43:34And then there were five.
0:43:34 > 0:43:35THUNDER RUMBLES
0:43:56 > 0:43:59Well, I suppose, with no Rogers, I should think about lunch.
0:43:59 > 0:44:01I could eat a scabby horse.
0:44:02 > 0:44:03You're actually hungry?
0:44:05 > 0:44:08That was heavy work... dealing with Rogers.
0:44:08 > 0:44:10And you're the one that suggested lunch.
0:44:10 > 0:44:13Only because it's what one does at this time of day,
0:44:13 > 0:44:15but I'm not hungry, how could you possibly be hungry?
0:44:15 > 0:44:17Oi, you!
0:44:17 > 0:44:19Don't go implying...
0:44:20 > 0:44:24Casting aspersions... I've got not, I've got nothing to do with this.
0:44:24 > 0:44:25I've got nothing to do with any of it.
0:44:25 > 0:44:27Just because I said I was hungry.
0:44:27 > 0:44:29I AM hungry, it doesn't prove a single thing!
0:44:31 > 0:44:33I'm going to get dressed.
0:44:40 > 0:44:41The whole morning,
0:44:41 > 0:44:43dragging Rogers around, clearing up guts,
0:44:43 > 0:44:46without so much as a cup of tea to wet me whistle, and you..
0:44:46 > 0:44:48- you look at me like I...- Calm down.
0:44:51 > 0:44:52You've got some front, love.
0:44:54 > 0:44:55You've got some right brass neck.
0:44:59 > 0:45:01Don't go downstairs on your own.
0:45:02 > 0:45:03Not with those two.
0:45:05 > 0:45:07- What, Wargrave and Armstrong?- Mm-hm.
0:45:08 > 0:45:09You wait up here for me.
0:45:32 > 0:45:36It was locked. Which means there must be a master key.
0:45:36 > 0:45:38Rogers must have had a master key.
0:45:38 > 0:45:40- You two dealt with the body! - And you found it!
0:45:41 > 0:45:42Or did you?
0:45:42 > 0:45:46You shrieking like a woman, was that a bit of amateur dramatics, was it?
0:45:46 > 0:45:48I did nothing to Rogers.
0:45:48 > 0:45:49I didn't take any master key,
0:45:49 > 0:45:51we don't even know if there IS a master key,
0:45:51 > 0:45:53and we only had your word that the gun was stolen,
0:45:53 > 0:45:55- you could've taken it. - Why would I steal my own gun?
0:45:55 > 0:45:57I don't know why you'd do anything,
0:45:57 > 0:46:02Lombard, I don't know why you killed Rogers or Miss Brent or MacArthur.
0:46:02 > 0:46:04- I didn't kill them.- Well, you WOULD say that, wouldn't you?
0:46:04 > 0:46:07Just like you'd say that your gun was stolen.
0:46:07 > 0:46:10You really are a first-class,
0:46:10 > 0:46:12five-star,
0:46:12 > 0:46:14solid gold fucking moron.
0:46:14 > 0:46:16Please! The lady! Hm?
0:46:16 > 0:46:17Double bluff.
0:46:21 > 0:46:22What, Tubs?
0:46:22 > 0:46:25Why you would steal your own gun. Armstrong's got a point.
0:46:25 > 0:46:28It's all riddles and games, smoke and mirrors, double bluff.
0:46:30 > 0:46:32You were the last one down.
0:46:34 > 0:46:37The last one.
0:46:37 > 0:46:39Ages behind everyone else.
0:46:39 > 0:46:40What, what took you so long?
0:46:43 > 0:46:44I don't care to say.
0:46:44 > 0:46:46You killed Rogers.
0:46:47 > 0:46:49You took the master key, you went to bed,
0:46:49 > 0:46:51you made sure all of us were downstairs,
0:46:51 > 0:46:53then you got in my room and took my gun.
0:46:53 > 0:46:55- You have my gun, you little prick. - Lombard! For heaven's sake.
0:46:55 > 0:46:59I never killed Rogers and I ain't got your key or your sodding gun!
0:46:59 > 0:47:01Then what took you so long?
0:47:01 > 0:47:02If you weren't in my room, stealing my gun,
0:47:02 > 0:47:04then why were you last down?
0:47:04 > 0:47:07I was in the bloody lavvy, if you must know!
0:47:07 > 0:47:08Constipated.
0:47:09 > 0:47:11ARMSTRONG LETS OUT A GIGGLE
0:47:12 > 0:47:13Oh, yes.
0:47:13 > 0:47:14Yeah, laugh it up.
0:47:14 > 0:47:16It's not funny.
0:47:16 > 0:47:18ARMSTRONG CACKLES
0:47:18 > 0:47:19Bound up something rotten.
0:47:21 > 0:47:22Sat there in a muck sweat.
0:47:24 > 0:47:25So it weren't me.
0:47:25 > 0:47:27It could have been any of us.
0:47:28 > 0:47:32Any one of us could have had the key.
0:47:32 > 0:47:34Any one of us could have the gun.
0:47:53 > 0:47:54It is the only way to be sure.
0:47:57 > 0:48:00It's not like you have been singled out.
0:48:00 > 0:48:01We're all getting the same.
0:48:20 > 0:48:21No key.
0:48:21 > 0:48:22No gun.
0:48:24 > 0:48:25HE GROANS
0:48:25 > 0:48:27Now you, Miss Claythorne.
0:48:28 > 0:48:30Of course.
0:48:49 > 0:48:50I'm just being thorough.
0:49:15 > 0:49:18You like Uncle Hugo, don't you?
0:49:18 > 0:49:19I do.
0:49:19 > 0:49:21I'm...in love with him.
0:49:22 > 0:49:24I love him so much it hurts.
0:49:24 > 0:49:26Silly. Girls are silly.
0:49:28 > 0:49:30And I'm going to marry him.
0:49:30 > 0:49:32I heard Mummy say he couldn't afford to get married.
0:49:33 > 0:49:35Well, I'll find a way, Cyril.
0:49:35 > 0:49:38- If you marry Uncle Hugo... - When I marry Hugo.
0:49:38 > 0:49:40Will you be my aunt?
0:49:40 > 0:49:41I will.
0:49:41 > 0:49:42Aunt Vera.
0:49:42 > 0:49:44And what fun we'll have.
0:49:44 > 0:49:47Christmas and birthdays and summer holidays.
0:49:47 > 0:49:49Picnics. Parties.
0:49:49 > 0:49:51Pony rides.
0:49:51 > 0:49:53Hmm! How happy we'll be when we have everything!
0:50:30 > 0:50:31Cyril!
0:50:36 > 0:50:39SHE SCREAMS
0:50:58 > 0:50:59Why isn't Lombard doing this?
0:51:01 > 0:51:04Blore and I thought it a good idea to keep you two apart.
0:52:08 > 0:52:10Well, well, Miss Claythorne.
0:52:13 > 0:52:14Mr Lombard.
0:52:15 > 0:52:16Philip.
0:52:18 > 0:52:19Vera.
0:52:25 > 0:52:27DOOR CREAKS
0:52:32 > 0:52:34Nothing.
0:52:34 > 0:52:36We'll search the rest of the house. Every room.
0:53:41 > 0:53:43THUNDER CRASHES
0:53:57 > 0:53:59CLOCK TICKING
0:54:22 > 0:54:24CLOCK CHIMES SLOWLY
0:54:47 > 0:54:49We're in hell...
0:54:49 > 0:54:51and we're being punished for what we've done.
0:54:51 > 0:54:53He refused the hood.
0:54:53 > 0:54:55He haunts me still.
0:54:55 > 0:54:58Look at them. There is something going on between them.
0:54:59 > 0:55:02Someone has to come for us soon. They have to.
0:55:02 > 0:55:03I reckon we're being watched.
0:55:06 > 0:55:08BLORE SNARLS
0:55:08 > 0:55:09We are.