Requiem WPC 56

On your feet...

SGT. FENTON: You put that uniform on every single day,

knowing what you are.

Just stay away from me, Carl.

It's you who's going to have every disgusting detail of your life

picked over in public.

Who are these children?

They were my brothers.

They were selected for medical experiments.

You're a disgrace.

Briggs!

It was suicide...

It's unheard of.

TOMMY: How are you, Sarge?

I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be?

What does the post mortem say?

Briggs killed himself.

What more is there to say?

Well, we heard he left a note.

It was addressed to his wife. I didn't read it.

Morning, sir.

Can I get anyone a cuppa?

What's happened?

It's Inspector Briggs.

He was found dead last night.

He'd took his own life.

Leave her.

What's done is done.

Briggs took the coward's way out.

Now you all need to get back to work.

Look who's awake.

SHE SOBS

Susie...

I suppose you think he got what he deserved.

-That's not fair.

-Isn't it?

Where were you when he needed you to stick up for him?

Where were any of you?

No-one could've predicted this.

No, no!

That's not good enough.

I can't...

What?

What do you mean?

You and me.

Because I laughed at a bad joke?

No!

You're just not the man I thought you were.

-Susie...

-I'm sorry.

-Please.

Susie. Susie, please.

No, no...don't.

Susie...

Listen, you are wasting time.

I have given you everything you need

to go after Fischer and Petra Schulz.

You need to arrest them, now.

What's the hurry?

Just arrest them.

They're the real criminals.

-SHE CLEARS HER THROAT

-Sir, may I have a word?

He's giving us the run around.

Do you think he's lying about what Dr Ellis did in the war?

No, that much I believe.

Right, then maybe he's right.

We should bring them in.

We're not investigating war crimes, it's a murder case.

Yes, but, sir, the name Petra.

It can't just be a coincidence.

What if this project is Ellis' way of carrying on with his experiments?

I think you're getting ahead of yourself, Taylor.

If William knows their real identity,

they will consider him a threat,

and we handed him over to them.

All right. He could be in danger.

In which case, it's a mistake to move until we're sure.

All we have is the word of a murder suspect,

and a...slippery one at that.

What is it, sir?

Too much just doesn't add up.

If David didn't attack Nurse Hartley, why did Vicky identify him?

It's not like he could be in two places at...

..at the same time...

Or maybe he could...

It's unacceptable.

I'm doing valuable work for you here

and I deserve to be protected.

I'm not waiting any longer, it may already be too late.

Yes, I'll take care of that, don't I always?

Who's our new point of contact?

Fine.

I'll be in touch when I know it's safe.

It's time.

This is you, right?

No.

There's a resemblance.

Of course there's a resemblance, they're my brothers.

Older?

Younger? You...never said.

Younger.

The date on the back of the photograph says 1942.

You would have been...what?

Ten?

Same age as these two.

I told you, that's not me.

Look at the photo again.

I don't want to.

Just look at it.

You said this doctor did experiments on twins.

Amongst others.

You were selected, weren't you?

You and your twin brother.

Like I said, they both died in the camp.

So whatever you think you know, you're wrong.

I think you're lying to protect someone.

You didn't kill Brigadier Morris and you didn't attack Petra Schulz,

your brother did.

Are you working together?

You're facing a murder charge, David.

Are you willing to hang for him?

Fine.

You think about it.

We have all the time in the world.

Taylor.

He's got a gun.

If I don't stop him, he'll kill them.

Please, I've worked too hard to lose them now.

They have to face trial.

The world needs to know what they've done.

That's bigger than me and Gabriel.

I think it's time we paid Dr Ellis a visit.

-Is that everything?

-Yeah.

He's still there.

Should we try and lose him?

Why would we want to do that?

KNOCK ON DOOR Come.

Mrs Briggs, please, come in.

Sit down.

Can we get you some tea?

No, thank you.

Make some anyway.

I'm so sorry for your loss, Mrs Briggs.

I didn't expect to see you here at this time.

You should be with family and friends.

I thought you might have paid me a visit yourself.

I've had no word since

Sergeant Fenton brought the news last night.

He wouldn't even step over the threshold.

I apologise for my officer's insensitivity.

And for failing to pay my respects in person.

I've had my hands rather full,

trying to keep the press at bay.

As you can imagine,

the unexpected death of a policeman gives rise to speculation.

Thankfully, your husband left no doubt as to the cause.

You've opened it?

It was evidence, Mrs Briggs.

I'll release a small statement when the time is right,

saying it was suicide.

But there's no reason why details of his arrest

should ever come to light.

The police have a reputation to uphold after all.

Thank you.

The funeral's tomorrow.

I thought a small ceremony would be best,

under the circumstances.

As you can imagine, the...

the costs are substantial.

Mrs Briggs...

you must know that money from the police fund

is out of the question.

But why?

If his...

..difficulties remained secret...

It's not a secret to my officers.

What signal would it send

if we paid the same contribution to your husband

as we do to brave, law-abiding men.

Walter did serve bravely, he gave his life to the police!

Mrs Briggs, I wish we could offer assistance...

..but there's nothing we can do.

I'm sorry.

I don't believe you are sorry.

I thought you might show some compassion for a widow.

It seems it was my mistake to expect it.

Ah, Mrs Briggs.

Oh, don't rush off like this. Have your tea at least.

I won't stay in this building for another minute.

Put that on my desk and get back to work.

Put it on your own desk...!

..sir.

Hi.

What can I do for you, officers?

We're here to see Dr Ellis and Nurse Hartley.

You're too late, they left half an hour ago.

Do you have any idea where they went?

-Sorry.

-Why didn't you call me?

Annoying, isn't it?

When people say they'll call and don't.

Do you have a home address for either of them?

I'm not allowed to give out staff's personal details.

We could get a warrant.

Fine.

-You do that.

-Vicky, come on.

It's Nurse Hall, actually.

Now, if you don't mind, I've got rounds to do.

I lost her number.

Nurse Hall...

Nurse Hall, please, wait.

Look, I know exactly how you feel.

DI Sawyer can be rude and inconsiderate,

and, and arrogant...

You know I can hear you, right?

But please don't let that stop you from doing the right thing.

Look, we really need that address.

People's lives could be at risk.

Susie...

Excuse me, gentlemen.

I just wanted you all to know...

..Chief Inspector Briggs'...

..funeral service...

..is being held at St John's Cemetery

tomorrow morning at 11.

You're all free to attend, of course,

but your wages will be docked accordingly.

Your duty is here, upholding the law.

Fine by me.

I only pay my respects to the respectable.

Chief Inspector Briggs was decent to the core,

which is more than can be said for some around here.

Miss Nightingale!

If you can't control your emotions,

then perhaps you should seek employment elsewhere.

Perhaps I should.

DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS

Fetch the rope.

Great, this is just great(!)

Check the desk drawers down there.

-I did.

-Well, then check them again.

Well, it would help if I knew what we were looking for.

I don't know, travel receipts, cheque book stubs, anything.

It's called detective work, Taylor.

Yes, well, I'm not a detective, am I, sir?

And it's not my fault they've gone!

SHE SLAMS DRAWER

You're right.

I should have arrested them sooner.

Um, sir?

Next time, I'll listen to you.

Sir!

It won't close.

There's something down the back...

I can feel it, it's jammed in...

What are you doing?

Film reel.

What do you think's on it?

Knowing our luck, it's their holidays in Blackpool.

Please tell me that's Dr Ellis' address.

Personnel took some convincing.

Ha, you're an angel.

That's nearby. Taylor.

Thank you.

# Only you

# Can do make all this world seem right

# Only you... #

-I'm taking my break.

-OK, no problem.

Can I get you anything?

No, thanks, I can't stay.

I just wanted to say hi.

Hi.

Is everything all right?

It's just been a bad day.

How's yours been?

Well, I woke up at five this morning

to my neighbours screaming blue murder at each other.

Then when it was time to leave for work,

I put on a brand-new pair of nylons

and my foot went straight through it.

It's not funny.

I then had to wait for 20 minutes

in the freezing rain for a bus,

and when it arrived,

it drove through a puddle and covered me with mud.

Glad you're so amused(!)

DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS

Taylor, make a note of that number plate.

Hello?

Police.

Search down here.

Nothing, sir.

They clearly packed up in a hurry.

So, they got away?

Unless Gabriel got to them first.

So, is that their blood or his?

Miss Nightingale.

You're not really going to quit, are you?

As soon as I find another position.

Are you coming to the funeral tomorrow?

I...

-Well, we're not really sure yet.

-You'll be there, won't you, Annie?

Of course I will.

Looks like it's just the women with any backbone then.

Did you get that reel of film to the lab?

Yes, but it won't be ready till tomorrow, sir.

Thank you, Sergeant.

Oh, but I checked that licence plate

-for the car you were asking about.

-And?

It was reported stolen yesterday, sir.

-Where's the car now?

-It's been impounded, sir.

OK, good.

There's a rucksack and some clothes left inside it.

Would you check if they belong to the owner?

Yes, sir.

Do you think it might be Gabriel's, sir?

If it is, it would suggest he was at the house.

The question is, where is he now?

Where are any of them?

Carry on.

DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS

They'll be sedated until they reach Edmund Hall.

CHURCH BELL RINGS

-PRIEST:

-Our Father, which art in heaven,

hallow'd be thy name.

Thy kingdom come,

Thy will be done, in earth as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread,

and forgive us our debts,

as we forgive our debtors.

And lead us not into temptation,

but deliver us from evil.

For thine is the kingdom,

and the power, and the glory, for ever.

Amen.

CROWS CALL

We now commit his body to the ground.

Earth to earth,

ashes to ashes,

dust to dust.

In the sure and certain hope of the resurrection to eternal life.

HE PLAYS AMAZING GRACE

MULTIPLE TELEPHONES RING

Where the hell is everybody?

They're all at the funeral, sir.

Well, I'm glad at least one of you hasn't abandoned his duties.

Thank you all for coming.

It was the least we could do, Mrs Briggs.

Walter always spoke so highly of you all.

I can see why.

Excuse me.

Hello?

Please stop!

Did you know my husband?

I don't want to intrude, I just...

I...

I heard he'd passed and...

We were friends.

HE EXCLAIMS

How dare you come here, how dare you!

I'm so sorry.

-What are you doing here?

-I'm sorry, it's just...

-It's all right.

-I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

-It's all right.

-Let it out.

-MRS BRIGGS CRIES

Do you want to go back to the cells?

Well...

I hope it was worth it.

Coulson's on the war path.

So what's new?

Detective Sawyer.

-Did you find Gabriel?

-No, not yet.

What about the others? Did you arrest them?

Sawyer.

Delivery for you.

Items left in a nicked car.

-They said you'd know what it was about.

-Thanks.

He is starting to annoy me.

This is Gabriel's. Why would he leave it?

Sir, this just came in from the lab.

-Please, has something happened to my brother?

-I don't know.

Just sit tight, all right?

Do we have a projector?

In the interview room.

Hey! Sit.

You heard the man.

Well...

Nice of you all to grace us with your presence.

I don't expect my entire team of officers

to swan off in the middle of the day!

Telephones unmanned, front desk deserted!

I should put you all on report!

All your pay packets will be light this week,

make no mistake.

Sir.

With respect...

..we had every right to attend the funeral of a colleague.

If you wish to penalise us for that...

..go ahead.

But I for one will be staying late tonight

to make up for any time lost.

-Me too, Sergeant.

-Me too.

-Me too, Sarge.

-Me too, Sarge.

Me too.

Fine.

But there'll be no overtime pay.

And I won't tolerate late reports.

Well, Blackpool would've been more interesting.

Sir...

That sundial looks familiar.

Do you recognise the building?

No.

Taylor, get David in here.

Sir.

Is that Fischer?

And Petra Schulz?

Yes.

Are you all right?

The room looks military.

Sir, can we take it back to the start, please?

-What for?

-Let me look at that sundial again.

Stop, stop.

Sheppard has a photograph of himself from the war,

and he's standing right where they are, I've seen it in his house.

You're sure it's the same place?

Yeah, I'm sure.

All right, but we still don't know where it is.

Yes, we do.

My father's in the picture with him.

You did a beautiful thing today.

Too little, too late.

You mustn't think that.

I should never have blamed you for what happened.

I know how much you cared for Inspector Briggs.

Please don't resign.

I'm not asking for me...

..but for the men.

This place needs you more than you know.

I'll stay.

Thank you.

I...

-I should get back to work.

-Would you...

Would you walk me home tonight?

I don't want to be alone.

Of course.

What are you waiting for?

I'm here!

You think I'm scared of you?

You don't want to do that!

Who is this?

Just stay quiet and they won't come for you.

Let them come for me.

They can come!

DOOR UNLOCKS

FOOTSTEPS APPROACH

I'm glad to see you're feeling better this morning.

The rest has done you good.

And you're eager to get things started.

I appreciate that.

Please, after you.

I've seen enough.

Do you recognise the place?

It's where our Special Ops unit were trained

before going on a mission.

I assumed they'd shut it down after the war.

Can you take us there?

It looks like it might still belong to the military.

I can't disclose its location.

You can't be serious.

Whatever this project is, there's bound to be a good reason for it.

That man's a war criminal.

So you say.

But you're asking me to breach national security.

Dad.

William was one of the patients selected for the treatment.

What if they did those things to him?

What if they're still doing it?

Gabriel Meyer.

You haven't changed as much as you think.

Despite everything you've done...

..I know you're a good boy.

You understand I have...important work to do.

So, let's begin.

Tell me...how did you find us, Gabriel?

Does anyone else know we're here?

If you don't help me,

everything I've worked so hard for will be lost.

You know I can't have that.

So please, just answer the question.

FOOTSTEPS APPROACH

Please! Please, just let me go!

I won't tell anyone who you are!

I never have!

DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS

I told you to wait in the car.

Please, I'm the only one Gabriel trusts.

If he's in there, you'll need me.

Fine.

Spread out, search the grounds.

There are rooms underground. This way.

Put that down, now!

Hey, are you all right?

GABRIEL MUMBLES

You look well, David.

'Somebody let me out, please!'

Dad, it's William.

William!

Dad, we need to force it open.

Stand back.

SHE COUGHS

-Can you walk?

-I think so.

William, William, where's Nurse Hartley?

She went down there.

OK, Dad, you need to get him upstairs.

Annie. Come back!

Annie!

My work has always been for the benefit of mankind.

Every important medical discovery depends on the suffering of others.

It's a necessary evil.

Evil is never necessary.

A predictable response...

from a Jew.

You are one, aren't you?

I can always tell.

Shoot him.

No, he stands trial.

Why? So he can get away with it?

No-one is getting away with it!

Open your eyes, David. He's being protected.

Just kill him.

FIRE RUMBLES AND GLASS SMASHES

-Stop what you're doing!

-I'm not finished!

You're under arrest.

I said I'm not finished!

-ANNIE GROANS IN PAIN

-And I said you're under arrest!

No, no!

Look at him.

He doesn't give a damn about going to prison.

He feels nothing.

It's not about him.

What do you know about it?

-Were you there?

-No.

And I am sorry that you were.

Dieter Fischer, I am arresting you

for the torture and false imprisonment

of persons at present unknown.

You're not obliged to say anything but...

-What?!

-Gab...!

No!

No, no, no!

SHE WAILS

This way, Miss.

Can I go with him?

He doesn't remember much.

-We need to get you to hospital.

-No.

We need to find out how you are.

No doctors, please.

No, look, can he just stay with us?

Yes, yes, of course.

It's OK, William.

Dad's going to take you home.

Thank you for today.

Not at all.

It felt like the old days.

Thank you for finding him.

Usually, I'm happy to take all the credit, but...

..it was your daughter that wouldn't give up on him.

You should be proud of her.

Yes.

Yes, of course I am.

Well, don't let me detain you, Detective.

Dad.

Are you angry with me?

I'm angry with myself.

I should never have let you join up.

But I helped solve the case.

And you might've died doing it!

How could I live with myself if something happened to you?

How would your mother live?

Dad, that is not fair.

You did it, the boys do it.

You're our only little girl.

Annie, I can't tell you what to do,

I've never been able to do that.

But I'm asking you...

..please...

find something else.

Taylor.

You coming?

Type that up for me, will you, sweetheart?

There's a good girl.

Yes, Sarge.

I hear you got a full confession from Gabriel Meyer.

Yes, sir, he confessed to killing Brigadier Morris,

and Dieter Fischer, of course.

And the woman? Petra...

Schulz.

I spoke to Whitehall.

They're deporting her back to Germany.

With David Meyer's testimony,

they should be able to charge her with war crimes.

You did a sterling job, Detective.

You all did.

I believe tradition dictates I buy you a drink.

Thank you, sir, but...

I actually have a lot of paperwork to get through.

Of course.

Sergeant Fenton,

you'll join me, won't you?

The Tavern, my treat.

It's going to be a late one here for me too, sir.

Yeah, for us too, I'm afraid.

Sorry, sir.

Another time then.

Good night then.

Good night, sir.

He's gone.

Shall we?

"I should put you all on report!"

-HE SPITS WHILST SPEAKING

-Aye, aye? "Rip up your pay packets!"

Straight in my pint, that, Swifty, lovely.

Hey, going to the pub without my express permission?!

-SPITTING:

-Preposterous!

Here! What happened to you?

-HE SPEAKS OUT OF BREATH

-I just ran from the Lucky 7.

Wanted to invite Gloria.

She said she'd come.

I can't wait to meet her.

She must be quite a girl.

She is.

Have you got it, Sarge?

Right here.

Well, I did a minute ago.

Some week.

You know I meant what I said about the case.

You're a natural.

Oh!

Sorry, sir.

How many pints has he had?

(Tommy.)

Tommy!

So I told him straight out,

put your own blinking tea on your own blimming desk...sir!

And he was, oh!

What are you doing?

Sorry, Miss Nightingale, I just dropped some money.

Oh... Well done, lad.

Hey.

THEY LAUGH

MUSIC: Pledging My Love by Johnny Ace

What are you waiting for, Sarge?

So what made you change your mind about the job then?

Oh, I don't know.

A few people I would have missed.

HE CLEARS HIS THROAT

I love this song.

It's so...

..romantic.

-Su...

-Susie.

-Susie.

-What?

I think Sergeant Swift's got something he'd like to say.

Oh!

What's everybody doing on the floor tonight?

Now, I know it's sudden,

but I've never been more sure of anything in my life.

I love you with all my heart,

and I want to spend every day

making you as happy as you make me.

Susie Nightingale...

..will you marry me?

Yes.

Of course I will!

CHEERING

Swifty, you sly old dog.

There it is.

I can't get up, I'm stuck.

I'm stuck, I'm stuck, I can't move.

LAUGHTER Sir.

LAUGHTER AND CHEERS

Hey...

There's someone I should thank.

Even though he's no longer with us.

I never would have met this wonderful, wonderful woman

if Chief Inspector Briggs hadn't had the good sense to hire her.

So...

if you'll all raise your glasses.

Here, what happened to my pint?

To Briggs.

ALL: To Briggs.

Next round's on me, get 'em in, lads!

Hurry up before he changes his mind.

Pint of Best, please.

# Love me as though there were no tomorrow

# Take me out of this world... #

-TELEPHONE RINGS

-Ha, it'll never last.

Brinford Police.

-TELEPHONE RINGS

-How many involved?

-Where?

-Brinford Police.

-Yes, sir. Right away, sir.

-Brinford Police.

-BELL RINGS

-To the vans! Let's go!

Come on, move it!

SIREN RINGS