09x12 - No Surrender

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♪ Heartbeat

♪ Why do you miss

♪ When my baby kisses me?

♪ Heartbeat

♪ Why does a love kiss

♪ Stay in my memory? ♪

Malcolm, dwelling on itis not going to make it any better.

So, what will?

Can't you talk to Mr Fleming?

Ask him for some grace on the rent.

We've had grace, Shirley.

Six months of it.

SHE SIGHS

FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING

HE SIGHS

Set the table, Tom.There's a good lad.

SHEEP BLEATING

VEHICLE HONKS

HONKING CONTINUES

What the heck's that?

What's going on?

- It's Clegghorn!- Dad, look at it!

What are you going to do about it?Go up there and sort him out!

Your dad can't just take the lawinto his own hands, Robert.

You're just letting him destroy us.

Come on, Tom. Let's get 'em out.Come on!

Away! Away! Away!

HE WHISTLES All up!

INDISTINCT CHATTER

I'll take this, please.

Thank you.

- Good afternoon, Ventress.- Enjoying yourself, Sarge?

Yes, I am, thank you.

Where's PC Bradley?

Oh, he'll be keeping himself busy,no doubt.

HE GASPS

Don't overdo it, Constable.

- What are you doing here?- Missing you.

We are going out to dinner tonight.

I know. I was at home and I thoughtI can't wait that long.

Jackie!

What are you going to do?Have me up for wasting police time?

HE GRUNTS

You are a manof many talents, David.

But you're not always appreciated bythose who are close to you, are you?

No. Happen I'm not.

Don't worry. Your luckis going to change very soon.

Is it?

Come with me on a journeyinto the future, David.

Are you ready?

MAN OVER PA: 'Flower plant stall.

'Prices are now reducedat the flower plant stall.'

MALCOLM: Beauty, in't it?

Why don't you buy it?

We can't afford it, Tom.

How do you know you can't?I'll do you a special deal, Malcolm.

I don't think so. Thanks.

I mean it. Pay me in instalments.

Malcolm?

No. Not at the moment.

Thanks.

Come on.

MAN OVER PA: The owner of a greenMorris Minor.

please remove itas it's causing a bloackage.

A green Morris Minor. Thank you.

I'm getting an initial.

I'm getting the letter G.

Is there someone in your lifewhose name begins with G?

Yes. There is, actually.

And are you very close to her?

No. The one I know is a man.

No, David. I see a woman.

I see a woman with auburn hair.

If you haven't met her yet...

you're going to... soon.

Am I?

I see water.

I see a journey across water.

And afterwardsyou'll want for nothing.

Love nor money.

And nor willyour nearest and your dearest.

Blimey!

CAROUSEL MUSIC

MAN OVER PA: Birthday wishes toSadie Collins from her mom and dad.

You too could be a toy soldier.

Get lost, will you, Clegghorn?

You paid two bob to listento that load of rubbish?

- Who says it's a load of rubbish?- They did.

The only wayyou're gonna make any money

is to work hard for somebody

who has your best interestsat heart.

You do know what I'm talking about?

You're talking about you,aren't you?

In one. You've got more chanceof knitting fog

if you think you'll getowt for nowt.

The winner of the competition

to guess the weight of Rony the Ramis David Stockwell.

CROWD APPLAUDS

Did you hear that?

They've probably made a mistake.

So remember to collectyour prize hamper before you go.

David Stockwell.

I've won a hamper!

With our luckit'll probably be a hamster.

They must be terrified, themRussians, with their atom bombs,

knowing that in Yorkshirethere's a bunch of lads like you

that dress upand plays silly beggars!

Look, Clegghorn...

Right. What's going on?

Just admiring your son's uniform.

Just leave him alone.

You think I'm taking the mickey.I'm not.

It seems pathetic, all this,

but compared to what you got up toin the w*r, this lad is VC material.

Dad, what's he talking about?

He's a shirker!

And everyone in the villageknows how yellow he is.

He may be, but I'm not!

You little...

MALCOLM GRUNTS

You have no idea, Clegghorn.No one has!

If you knew what people like mereally did in w*r,

you wouldn't come outwith things like that.

Come on. Break it up, lads.

What's all this about?

- No idea, Sarge.- He started it. Arrest him.

- They can both come to the station.- Right, Sarge. Come on.

I'm sorry, love.

All right?

- Will you come in for a cup of tea?- Yeah, why not.

Dad says we're to get onand mend that fence.

- Now?- Yes, now.

Them sheep get out again,

Clegghorn will probably run em' overnext time.

Clegghorn denies starting the fight.

You don't believe him, do you?

I hardly think thatMalcolm would start a punch-up.

Oh, yeah? Why not?

Well, he's always the quiet sort.

He avoids trouble if he can.It's part of the problem, I think.

How do you mean?

Well, there have beenstories about him for years.

People say he didn't pull his weightin the w*r.

But he was a farmer. He wouldn'thave been called up anyway.

No. He was in the Home Guard.

There was talkthat he was a pacifist.

And he wouldn't turn out on parade.

But it was only tittle-tattle.

So, what do we do now?

Unless Malcolm presses charges,there's not much we can do.

SHE SIGHS What an afternoon!

Come here.

SHE SIGHS

Oh, John...

I don't thinkI can take much more of this.

It'll be all right, love. It will.

I wish I could believe that.

You must.

It's not as if you'll bestuck with him forever.

I don't know.

How can I leave himwhen he's in this state?

I can help.

How?

For a start, that tractor.

Look, I've worked out some HP terms.

If there's any other equipmenthe needs...

- It's very good of you, but...- Try and persuade him.

If he can get this placeon its feet again,

you won't feel so bad about leaving.

Yeah.

SHE SIGHS

I'll see you tomorrow, then.

OK.

What did Malcolm meanduring the fight

when he said if people really knewwhat he did in the w*r?

I've no idea.

Well...

tomorrow.

Yeah.

- What did Clegghorn mean?- What?

About Dad being a coward in the w*r?

You wouldn't understand.

ENGINE SPUTTERS

Damn thing!

What's up with it?

It's done for, that's what!

Go and see if Dad's back.

NATHANIEL:Playing up again, is it?

What are you doing here?

They had to let me go.Your dad wouldn't press charges.

- He what?- He were too frit.

Face facts. You lot are finished.

ENGINE STARTS

Dad?

Dad?

Dad. Dad?

Dad?

Gina, you look exhausted.

Yeah, that's what I get for agreeing

to run that beer tentthis afternoon.

At least you had someoneto hold the fort.

You look lovely.Going somewhere nice?

Mike and I are going out for dinner.

Lucky you.

You look like you could dowith some fun.

Well, Andy is not going to be backfor weeks.

Let's have a girlie night.I'll speak to Maggie.

Yeah. Why not?

Tomorrow? I'm surewe can charm someone

into looking after the bar,couldn't we?

Well, maybe. I'll think about it.

Right. You're on.

SHIRLEY: Malcolm.

We were wonderingwhere you'd got to.

Been up top barn. Setting upthe sheep dip for tomorrow.

SHIRLEY: Tom waslooking for you earlier on.

He thought he saw youdown at the quarry.

Not this afternoon. No.

Tractor's broken.

Oh! What's up with it?

- It's finished. Like we are.- Robert!

It's true. Or at leastit will be, the way he carries on!

Don't start.

He'll let Clegghorn drive usout of here.

That's not true.

Why didn't you press chargesagainst him?

'Cause it'll only make things worse,Robert.

You're dreaming, Dad.You said it yourself.

A few more weeksand you're bankrupt.

And Clegghorn gets this place.I want to take over this farm.

- Don't that mean anything to you?- Course it does, son.

Well, then why don't you stand upto him?

DOOR CLOSES

Give us an encore, Oscar.

What are you gawking at?

I'm not. She's gawking at me.

- Who is?- That woman there. Look.

She's smiling at me.

How surprising! First timeI saw you, I laughed out loud.

- Mr Blaketon.- Yes?

What colour is auburn?

As far as I remember,it's a kind of red, I think.

Her hair's a kind of red.What if her name began with a G?

Go and ask her.

She'll probably thinkyou're crackers. She'll be right.

All right, I will.She's coming over.

I believe you two gentlemen

are in the businessof doing odd jobs.

It all dependshow odd they are, Mrs...

Evans. Gloria Evans.

HE MOUTHS INDISTINCTLY Thank you, David.

I'm Claude Greengrass. This ismy chief of staff David Stockwell.

Pleased to meet you, David.

Gloria... I mean Mrs Evans.

How odd are these jobs then,Mrs Evans?

Well, why don't you bothcome over to my house

tomorrow at nine o'clock?

Bella Vista Cottage.On the Whitby road.

I'll show you what I have in mind.

Well, if I can get him going,we'll be there.

THEY CHUCKLE

Hey... Hey!

I'll start putting stuffin your tea.

g*nshots FIRING

WATER SPLASHING

So, you didn't actually see anyone?

Didn't need to.It's obvious who did this.

Oh, yeah? Who?

Colbourne wouldn't have the nerve.It must be his loony son.

I can see why your suspicions linethat direction, Mr Clegghorn,

but let's keep an open mind.

NATHANIEL:Who else could have done it?

So, have we any ideawhat type of g*n these came from?

No, but let'sget them checked out anyway.

All right, Mr Clegghorn,

we'll go down to Mr Colbourne's now.In the meantime, keep calm.

Keep calm! Do you knowhow much that t*nk cost me?

I want whoever did this arrested.

I can't believeRobert would do anything so stupid.

- What about you, Mr Colbourne?- I hope to God he wouldn't.

So, to the best of your knowledge,he doesn't have any firearms?

Not here. No.

What kind of r*fle do you use?

A . SLR L.A.

They don't let us bring them home.

Robert, what's going on?

Never you mind. Get back to bed.

They keep them strictlyunder lock and key.

Well?

- Nothing.- What did I tell you?

Right. Well, thanks very muchfor your help.

We'll be in touch.

CLAUDE: She must thinkwe're mountain goats.

Cor!

Right on time.

Of course,you're dealing with professionals.

SHE CHUCKLES Come in.

HE SIGHSI think I can see why you wanted us!

I need the whole placeclearing out and redecorating.

Couple of weeks, we could havethis place looking like a palace.

A couple of weeks?I need it doing by the weekend.

Two days? I'm sorry, Mrs Evans.That's impossible.

What am I going to do? I've beenrenting a house across the valley,

I need to vacate and have allmy furniture out by tomorrow.

Can't you stay somewhere else?

I don't really know.

I've just separated from my husband,you see.

That's awful, Gloria...I mean, Mrs Evans.

- Isn't it, Mr Greengrass?- It's been very distressing.

I'd set my heart on moving inthis weekend.

For sure we can do itif we really tried.

GLORIA: Do you think so?

That's wonderful.Of course, I'd pay you generously.

I suppose we could do it

if we cancelled some of the jobswe're working on at the moment.

Right. Well, shall I show youwhat I have in mind, then?

Which jobs are we working onat the moment?

Hypothetical 'uns. Get upstairs.Go on... Go on!

You right, then?

- Where are you going?- Get some work done.

We can't give up.

TOM: See you, Dad.

MALCOLM: See you.

TEACUP CLATTERS

Malcolm, you know that tractorJohn Bennett has for sale?

We can't afford it.

Well, he says if we give hima small deposit now,

he says we can paythe rest off over two years.

He can let us have other equipmenttoo on similar terms.

I don't want any more debts.

What about that insurance policymy mother took out for us?

I thought we've been through this,Shirley.

I know.And I know what I promised her.

But I'm sure she wouldn't disagree

if she'd ever imagined we getourselves into this situation!

What if we were to cash that in, eh?

I'll pop into town this morning

and I'll talk to John Bennettabout it.

I don't knowwhat I'd do without you.

If you could just manage a lickof paint on the front door, too.

Right, Mrs Evans.

David! Call me Gloria.

Thank you, Mrs Evans.SHE LAUGHS

I mean, Gloria.

SHE LAUGHS

I'll leave you to it.

It's all coming true!

David, I wishyou'd stop going on about it.

This has got nowt to dowith what Madame Thingy told you.

Well, she's got red hair.And her name begins with a G.

It's coincidence, in't it?

That's what they work on,these clairvoyants.

They're all con merchants.

They can make owt fit owtif they try hard enough. Come on.

The spent cartridges we found

have been sent awayfor analysis, Sarge.

Have you contacted the local TA

to see if any of their weaponsare missing?

Not yet, Sarge.

Then I suggestyou do so immediately.

What about Malcolm Colbourne?

We know he doesn't like Clegghorn

but it's difficult to believehe's that sort of man.

What makes you think that?

For a start, Alf reckons...

For all PC Ventress's yearsof experience and local knowledge,

we cannot conduct our investigationinto this incident

merely on the basis of his opinion.

Coffee for you, Sarge.

JOHN: I'll bring the tractorout later.

Thanks, John,for being so good about this.

It's all right. Just so long asyou know why I'm helping.

I just want youto feel free to leave him.

- What's this?- I don't know. It was in the file.

Looks like some sortof training manual.

Must be from the Home Guard.

I was in the Home Guard.I never saw anything like this.

What is it?

Mind if I hang on to this?I'll take a look sometime.

Who knows? Maybe he didsome training that I didn't.

Well... Better go.

See you later then.

Bye-bye.

Robert, did you do it?

Do what?

Go to Clegghorn's last night.You did, didn't you?

- No.- You did. I know you did.

I saw you go outand I heard you come back.

It's all right.I'll keep it a secret.

Dad's got secrets, too.

- What are you talking about?- He was at the quarry yesterday.

He says he wasn't, but he was.

Oh, belt up, will you?

Robert, look!

Have you bought it, Dad?

Aye. Mr Bennett'sgiven us special terms.

ROBERT: Great, Dad.

Anything else I can do, let me know.

Thanks.

You're welcome.

SHE CHUCKLES

MICHAEL: Right... Right.

Yeah. And your name is?

Major General Poulson. Thank you.

Alf.

MICHAEL: OK. And when was this?

Sarge.

Alf, I hope you didn't takemy remarks amiss earlier.

- MICHAEL: Yep.- Oh, no, Sarge.

You do know that I regard you as anindispensable member of this team?

Thank you.

MICHAEL: Great, I think that's fine.

Would you like one?

Thank you.

ALFRED: They're piccalilli.

MICHAEL: Thank you very muchfor your help.

Very nice, too.

That was the local TA headquarters.

It seemsa . mm self-loading r*fle

did go missing last yearafter a training exercise.

Huh.

If Ballistics confirm thatthe spent cartridges found

at Clegghorn's workroomwere from a . r*fle,

we'd better make another searchagain for it at Colbourne's farm.

Why haven't you charged him?

Our enquiries are still ongoing,Mr Clegghorn.

It were Colbourne's son. I'm sure.

RAYMOND: You may well be,Mr Clegghorn.

Unfortunately my officersneed to have proof.

NATHANIEL:What if you don't have any?

What then? That kid should bebehind bars and you know it.

Oh!

That's wonderful!

Well... He's done very well, but...

I tell you, I still think we'll bepushing it to finish it by tomorrow.

Oh.

Unless we workthrough the night, Mr Greengrass.

That would be so good of you.

CLAUDE: Aye, well... Needs must!

But, unfortunately,I won't be able to stay.

'Cause I've got to start workon some of our other commitments.

Oh, I understand,Mr Greengrass. You go.

Don't worry about David though,he works faster on his own.

He doesn't have to botherabout me trying to hurry him up.

I shan't leave him alone all night.

I'll stay and keep his morale up.

CLAUDE: Well, keep your mindon what you're doing.

I'll probably pop backduring the night.

You don't have to do that,Mr Greengrass.

Really?

It's silly letting yourselfget down just 'cause Andy's away.

I know. And I knowI'm going to see him soon.

What's the problem then?

Things are all right betweenthe two of you, aren't they?

Well, yeah. Better than ever.

But that's the problem, really.

Well, how do you mean?

I supposeif things carry on like this...

Are you talking about marriage?

No. Don't be silly.

SHE SIGHS OK. Maybe.

But how will we manage?

What would it be likein the pub living with Oscar?

SHE LAUGHS I see what you mean!

And anyway, Andy's contract inthe North Sea is only short term.

He might go anywherefor his next job.

So, go with him.

- What? And leave Aidensfield?- Yeah.

Well, how can I? What about the pub?

Oh, Gina. You can't be tiedto that pub forever.

We are talkingabout your future here.

If you left,I'm sure there's plenty of people

that'd be willing to take overthe licence.

Maybe even Oscar.

I suppose.

No suppose about it.

It seems such a big step, though.

What do you think, Jackie?

- What? About marriage?- Yeah.

It's a huge stepbut I can thoroughly recommend it.

And if it's what you really want...

I guess it is.

MAGGIE: Then it's timeto seize the moment.

To the future.

GLASSES CLINK Cheers.

Ready, David.

Oh! I'll be right down.

Doesn't your wife mindyou working so late?

No. I'm not married.

Really? Such a waste.

A man of your qualities.

My qualities?

Loyal. Hard-working.

Full of integrity.SHE CHUCKLES

So many men are rats.My husband amongst them.

Had an affair.Left me for a younger woman.

I'm so sorry.

That's all right.

I'm sure it won't be too long beforeI find someone to fill his shoes.

LIGHTER FLICKS

- TOM: Dad...- Mmm?

Dad, the barn!

Oh, no!

expl*si*n

ROBERT: Right, that's it!

Robert! Shirley, call the police!

Robert! Robert! Robert!

Clegghorn, I know you're in there!

BANGING ON DOOR

Open up!

Robert, give me that g*n!

THEY GRUNT

Give me the g*n, Robert!

CLAMORING

I've got it.

Now, calm down. Just calm down.

Where's Mum?

She's staying at the police station.

They're still talking to Robert.

Clegghorn's saying it weren't him.

What are you going to do?

MALCOLM: I don't know.

Weren't even insured.

Mum says it still might be coveredby Bennett's insurance.

I doubt it.

But it could be.Hadn't you better ask him?

Shirley!

What is it?

Oh, John!I don't know where to start.

JOHN: Oh. Come on.

Did she tell you exactlywhat bits we've got to shift?

Aye. She's given us a list.

Oh.

Oh, the key's under the flowerpot.

Well, it's not going to jumpinto your hand, is it?

Give us it here.HE COUGHS

CLAUDE: Hey!There's some good stuff in here.

That barometer must be wortha few quid.

It's not on the list.

It's on mine.

Hey, no, we can't gonicking stuff off Gloria.

We won't be nicking stuffoff Gloria, will we?

We'll be nicking it off Mrs Evans.

Well?

Well what?

How long has it been going on?

What?

You and Bennett.

HE BREATHES HEAVILY

Did you manage all rightlast night, Oscar?

You know me, Gina. Being in chargeis what I'm good at.

BOTTLES CLANKING

So you wouldn't minddoing a bit more of it, then?

Provided some of the profitscame to me, I wouldn't.

Why? Are you tryingto tell me something?

Well, suppose...

Suppose circumstances changed

and you had the opportunity tobecome licensee as well as owner.

How would that come about?

This wouldn't have anything to do

with your interestin a certain young man

from Ireland, now would it?

It might be.

You see, things are starting tomove pretty fast with me and Andy.

And the long and short of it is...

I might want to leave Aidensfield.

In which case the licencewould come free and...

Would you really leave Aidensfield?

Well, yeah. I'm thinking about it.

Why? What would you say if I did?

HE SIGHS Well, I'd be upset and sad.

Try and talk you out of it.

Then I'd realiseI was just being selfish.

We all have to move onat some stage in our lives, Gina.

All of us.

Me included.

I think you must dowhatever will make you happy.

And if that meansleaving Aidensfield,

you must do it.

Thanks, Oscar.

I'll just have to get usedto being the licensee

as well as the landlord.

You drove me to it, Malcolm.

What sort of a lifedo you think I had living with you?

But him! Bennett of all people.

No wonder you were ableto persuade him to help me out.

I didn't persuade him.

He's a good man, Malcolm.

If you knew a fraction of the truthabout him, you wouldn't say that.

What do you mean?

He's evil.I found that out year ago.

Found out what?

He'd betray anyone if there wassomething in it for him.

That's not true!He wanted to help you.

Only so you'd feel less guiltyabout having an affair with him.

SHIRLEY: That's not fair.

Leave me alone!

MALCOLM: You're going nowhere.

Mr Bennett?

That's right.

Sorry to bother you. We're makingsome routine enquiries in the area.

And I just wondered if you'd solda container like this recently?

JOHN: Not that I recall.

Well, it's pretty distinctive.Surely you'd remember, yes, no.

We sell all kinds of stuff.

But I honestlydon't recall selling these.

Like I said,it's just a routine enquiry.

You don't sell paraffinto a Mr Nathaniel Clegghorn

of Shireoaks Farm, by any chance?

No. He doesn't trade here.

That's odd,'cause he told us he did.

Well... Not for years, anyway.

He goes to Ayres.You could ask there.

TELEPHONE RINGS

Now, if you'll excuse me.

- Hello.- SHIRLEY: 'John.'

- It's me.- 'Shirley.'

Look, I can't talk now.

You've got to come now. Please.

What?

Meet me by the quarry.

- 'Near Bridge Lane.'- Shirley, look...

Just be there.LINE DISCONNECTS

Upstairs.

Now!

So, are you saying thatyou believe Madame Thingy now?

All I'm saying is we're gettinga few quid. That's all.

She said I'll be finding loveas well as money, though.

She also said you got to cross waterbefore you found it.

DAVID: What do you call that, then?

I don't really thinkthis is what she had in mind.

TELEPHONE DIALS

Why would Bennettlie about a paraffin can?

No idea.

Could he have some sort ofgrudge against Malcolm?

I don't think there's anylove lost there.

Bennett supplied the tractor,didn't he?

Yeah.TELEPHONE RINGS

Ashfordly police.

Right.

I see. We're on our way.

What has she done? That truck.

It was full of furniture.Our furniture!

CLAUDE GRUNTING

Looks different with a bitof gear in it, don't it?

Where's Gloria?

- I... I'm not sure.- This is monstrous!

- You've no right to take this.- What?

You'd better get it all loaded upand taken back.

- CLAUDE: You what?- You'll do nothing.

This furniture stays here.It's mine.

You know perfectly wellit isn't, Gloria.

I gave you half what we had.

It's not my faultyou frittered it all away.

Excuse me, can somebody tell meexactly what's going on?

This woman is my wife.

Ex-wife.

Whatever she told you isn't true.

She's doing thisjust to spite Nicola and I.

Why shouldn't Iafter what you did to me?

You promised us you'd move, Gloria,and leave us alone!

Ah! As if you'd shake me offthat easily!

So...

You had the guts to come.I wondered.

I'll take legal action against you.

You can't.

This is harassment.

I've got a feeling we're in the way.

If you'd like to settle up with us,we'll make ourselves scarce.

Settle up? She's bankrupt!She hasn't got a bean.

I would haveif you'd pay proper maintenance.

I do pay you proper maintenance,Gloria!

You don't!I haven't had any for weeks.

- I do. You spend it all.- What do you expect?

Flaming clairvoyants!

It would have been niceif some of it had come true.

You don't have to go to clairvoyanceto predict your future. I will.

I'm gonna predict,if you go to another one,

and you'll get my bootup your backside! Get in the truck.

EVANS: No. Not the car!

Where's Shirley?

MALCOLM: Never you mind.

So, this is it, then, is it?

Is this your bunker?Your amm*nit*on store?

It is, isn't it?

You know?

That you were an Auxiller?

Part of Churchill's secret army,

dreaming you could take on the Nazisif they invaded.

How do you know?

Some kind of manual on how to makeall manner of bombs and booby traps.

Shirley found it.

It has my name in it, Malcolm.

So you worked out why, did you?

Execution?

Just what you deserve.

Who did you people think you were,

deciding like little tin gods whoyou'd k*ll if there was an invasion?

What chance would there have beenfor any Resistance in this country

if we'd allowed traitorsand collaborators like you to live?

- Who says I was a traitor?- We knew. Everybody did.

HE SCOFFS

But I never imaginedin a million years

is that you'd persuade Shirleyto betray me, too!

I should have put you in that barnwhen I set fire to it.

So you started the fire!

HE SCOFFS

I had to get even when I saw my nameon your execution list.

Yeah, well, it's too late now.

HORN BLARES

Which way, Tom?

The quarry over there.

Bellamy, make sureMrs Colbourne's all right.

Tom, take us to the quarry.

MALCOLM: I'm only doing what shouldhave been done years ago.

- Malcolm!- You've got two minutes.

Two minutes to think aboutwhat you've done.

I loved Shirley.

Everything elsemight have been going wrong for me,

but I always told myself...

..at least I've got her.

Now you've taken that away from me.

Now there's nothing left.

This way.

Malcolm, we can sort this out.

I told you.

It's too late.

HE EXCLAIMS

MALCOLM: Don't come any nearer.

What have you done with him?

He's only going to getwhat he should've got year ago.

HE EXCLAIMS

RAYMOND: Tom's told usall about it, Malcolm.

We know you were hand-pickedbecause of your loyalty and courage.

But no one understood.

No one knew what I went through.

We had to pretendto be shirkers and layabouts.

So no one could possibly suspectwhat we were really doing.

We understand, Malcolm,

we understand how difficultit must have been for you.

We couldn't tell anyone.

Friends. Wives.

Children.

You can't imaginewhat that were like.

JOHN: Help! Help!HE SHOUTS

It's what he deserves.

JOHN: Let me out of here!HE SHOUTS

It may be, Malcolm, but...

The truth's out now.

No one's going to believelies about you anymore.

You'll be remembered as a hero.

Like you should be.

But don't be rememberedfor k*lling a man you admit

you think was worthless.

RAYMOND: Malcolm.

Put the g*n down.MALCOLM SOBS

Malcolm.

Please, Dad.

HE SOBS

The cutter's on the table.

Come on. Come on!

Come on!

Let's go!

JOHN GROANS

Run!

Run!

expl*si*n

- Are you OK?- Yeah.

Are you all right?

♪ Heartbeat

♪ Why do you miss

♪ When my baby kisses me?

♪ Heartbeat

♪ Why does a love kiss

♪ Stay in my memory? ♪