for a long time.

Not friends.

Just this one night, we are off duty.

Preacher man, where you going?

I have no idea.

I want him hunted down.

We'll get him, Archie.

I didn't want no part of it then,

I don't want no part of it now.

She was just a child.

I am not a boy.

There's something you should know.

"Grantchester," tonight on Masterpiece Mystery!

(thunder rumbling)

(woman wailing)

Exclus (train whistle blows)

TRAIN ANNOUNCER: The 6:39 train from Cambridge has arrived...

GEORDIE: Why do you like it?

That's what I don't understand.

Don't you dare say because it's hip.

SIDNEY: Who says that?

No one says that.

Don't they?

No!

I like it because it's full of intensity and feeling,

and...

Jazz is a metaphor for life.

A load of chaos, then you're glad when it stops.

You know what you need?

A very large drink.

Busy, isn't it?

It's London, Geordie.

Stinks and all.

I've already got soot up my nose.

Geordie...

What?

Please, shut up.

I'm more of a light opera man, myself.

I'm not sure that's something you're supposed to admit to.

Gilbert and Sullivan.

Not out loud at least.

"Pirates of Penzance."

♫And it is, it is a glorious thing...♫

BOTH: ♫...to be a pirate king!♫

Awful.

Truly, truly awful.

Well, at least it has a tune.

That is not tobacco.

Geordie, just this one night, we are off duty.

Go on, on your bike!

Tell him he hasn't won.

Keep walking, sunshine.

He hasn't won.

You tell him!

Off duty, you say?

Without a doubt.

How can I help you gents?

We're guests of Mr. Johnson.

Junior or Senior?

Junior.

Have a wonderful evening.

Ah!

I was getting worried.

Oh, we've finally managed to drag you

out of the sticks,have we?

It was a close call.

Inspector.

Didn't recognize you

without the iron bars between us.

No hard feelings, I hope.

Nice place you've got here.

Very hip.

Sidney, this is Claudie.

Hello.

Isn't he handsome?

Those cheekbones and everything.

I don't know about that.

Really, Jen?

Smoking?

Nag, nag, nag.

JOHNNY: Well, that's what us

big brothers are for, isn't it, eh?

Stop it!

Oi.

Dad.

Come here.

Bloke in blue.

Seen his suit?

JOHNNY: Yeah, it's Saville Row.

Man's got money to burn.

Been here 20 minutes, hasn't been served.

Justin's on it.

Someone's gotta be.

Dad...

Boy's gotta learn.

This way, gents.

(jazz music playing)

"Very hip"?

I don't know.

What's all this?

Ladies love it, guv.

You should give it a try.

Cheeky sod.

Get yourself a short back and sides.

You want anything, you ask Justin.

Here we are.

Put the troubles of the world behind you, fellas.

(applause)

(slow jazz music starts)

To putting our troubles behind us.

No, no.

To the "Pirates of Penzance."

♫Baby, won't you please come home?♫

♫'Cause your mama's all alone♫

♫I have tried in vain♫

♫Never no more to call your name...♫

(cheering)

Next up is one we play in a little club called Minton's

back in New York City.

I wanna see some people up here.

Don't be shy.

One, two, three, four.

(upbeat jazz playing)

♫Frankie and Johnny were sweethearts♫

♫Oh Lord, how they could love...♫

So much for putting your troubles behind you.

♫True as the stars above♫

♫He was her man...♫

I think I'd better...

I think you'd better, yeah.

♫Don't wanna cause you no trouble♫

♫I'm gonna tell you no lies...♫

I didn't know.

No, neither did I.

♫I saw your lover an hour ago...♫

Jen?

Of course.

Jen.

How's Guy?Fine.

He's, um... caught up at work.

How's Hildegard?

Fine.

She's beautiful.

No ridiculous Roman nose.

Damn her.

It's not what you think.

I'm willing to bet it's exactly what I think.

Will you tell Johnny...

Tell him what?

Just tell him, "Remember what Mum used to say."

♫She shot her man, he was doing her wrong...♫

You do realize I'm supposed to be seeing Othello tonight.

This plinky-plonky nonsense instead?

It's a travesty, Kendall.

Few glasses of this, Chambers,

I'm not entirely sure I'll notice the difference.

The plonk to cope with the plink?

I was just about to say that.

No, you weren't.

That's my joke, I told you that joke.

No, you didn't!

Ah!

♫Frankie and Johnny were sweethearts♫

♫Oh Lord, how they could love♫

♫Swore to be true to each other♫

♫True as the stars above♫

♫I'll do the cooking, honey♫

♫I'll pay the rent♫

♫I know I've done you wrong♫

♫Remember that rainy eve?♫

♫I drove you out♫

♫With nothin' but a fine tooth comb♫

♫I know I's to blame♫

♫Well, ain't that a shame?♫

♫Bill Bailey, won't you please come home?♫

(music ends)

(cheering)

You guys are wonderful.

Thank you.

SIDNEY: Amanda!

Amanda!

Excuse me?

My friend would like your autograph.

What's your name, friend?

Sidney.

And what is it you do, Sidney?

He's a detective.

Amanda's an explorer.

She's just come back from Kathmandu.

Where the hell is Kathmandu?

Uh, it's...

Past the Great Wall of China.

Just to the right.

You two married?

BOTH: No.

Me neither.

You don't keep the carton

once you've smoked the cigarette,

if you get my meaning.

(laughs)

AMANDA: Where is Kathmandu anyway?

Past the Great Wall of China, just to the right.

So I hear.

(laughing)

GEORDIE: Did you know that life is a metaphor for jazz?

Sidney told me that.

That's not what I told you.

Isn't it?

No.

GEORDIE: This man.

I love this man.

You're drunk.

I'm not.

Am I?

Very.

(laughing)

(applause)

This next one's for a couple of friends of mine:

a detective and an explorer.

(music starts)

♫I ain't got nobody♫

♫Nobody♫

♫Nobody cares for me♫

♫I'm so sad and lonely♫

♫Won't somebody...♫

(glasses rattling)

Claudie.

It's Claudie.

Police.

JOHNNY: No!

No!

Johnny?

Oh, God.

Oh God, Claudie.

Claudie...

Oh, God...

(vomiting)

No one leaves.

Back inside.

Back inside!

He'll have to move.

Johnny?

Johnny, come with me.

Johnny, she's gone.

She's gone.

Let her go now.

An industrial counterweight.

They brought it with them.

Have you noticed?

No uniform.

Where the hell is it?

MAN: Who are you?

Detective Inspector Keating,

Cambridgeshire Constabulary.

Who are you?

Detective Chief Inspector Williams, Metropolitan police.

I'm his colleague.

(sighs)

Judging by the amount of alcohol you've consumed,

you're off duty?

Look what they've done to her.

MAN: Come back inside.

Guv, come inside.

I want them hunted down.

I want them found.

You understand me, Jacob?

We'll get 'em, Archie.

Don't you worry.

Mr. Johnson found her.

Covered her with his coat.

She was wearing a uniform...

Thank you, Inspector.

Cambridgeshire.

Not a lot for you to do down there, I imagine.

No, we just sit around all day picking our arses.

And you.

You weren't much help.

Impersonating a police officer.

Bloody hell.

JOHNNY: Dad?

Dad...

Do you get used to it?

Seeing the dead.

I don't think you ever do.

There's no stillness, is there?

No peace, just...

Absence.

I must look a mess.

A little bit.

(laughs)

(door opens)

Amanda!

Johnny's sister's died.

I know.

No, Jennifer needs me here.

I'm not going to argue about this now.

"Not a lot to do up in Cambridgeshire."

We're not on first-name terms with club owners,

that's for sure.

There are no clubs in Cambridge.

Even so.

She was just a child.

Why kill a child?

All I know is something like that

would not have happened at Gilbert and Sullivan.

Will you tell Johnny?

(people shouting outside)

Shut up!

Don't worry, it's not catching.

What's this?

Egg, I think.

At least it was an egg once.

Possibly.

I knew I should've gone home.

I'm a creature of habit, me.

I'd never have guessed.

Make myself a cuppa, boil myself an egg.

You don't make your own breakfast, Cathy does.

Still.

Four minutes to perfection.

Which I've discovered is exactly enough time to shave.

That and a quick change of clothes.

PJs off, suit on.

Change of clothes?

Mmm, all in four minutes.

Gives me a quiet sense of satisfaction.

Everything's grey in London.

Even the bloody eggs.

Sorry.

This is gonna stop us going home, isn't it?

Sidney?

(rapid typing)

Jen.

Sidney.

How's Johnny?

I don't know what to say to him.

It's all right to say nothing.

But...

I saw Claudie checking coats.

But it wasn't Claudie, was it?

I recognized your bracelet.

Jen, just tell us.

Claudie had a boyfriend.

He's colored.

You'd think Mr. Johnson of all people would understand.

Claudie was on her way to meet him,

so I put on her uniform.

Why didn't you say?

I don't know.

You should've said.

I don't need to be told off, Sidney.

This boyfriend...

Um... Walter Stirling.

He works at Borough Market.

How we gonna find this fella?

We already have.

Say it!

Say what you did!

Say it!

Say it!

Go about your business.

Police.

This is all you!

Justin, come here.

Did you see her, Officer?

When she'd...

Did you see her?

Did she have time to be afraid?

It would've been quick.

I hate to think of her afraid.

She was coming to meet you.

Yeah, I waited.

And I knew.

I knew he'd done something.

Who?

Who do you think?

I'm studying.

Going to be a teacher.

None of that matters to her father.

We tried talking to him, but...

Don't you put this on the Guv.

Don't you be telling them that!

You've seen how he is with her!

You know how he is with her!

Come to the station, make a statement.

I do that, I won't have my freedom for long.

This is her father's doing.

I'm sure of it.

SIDNEY: You shouldn't be here.

It's what Dad wants.

He always gets what he wants, does he?

Your dad?

Bit handy with his fists, is he?

Oi, that's enough.

Johnny...

Claudie asked me to tell you something.

"Remember what Mum used to say."

That's what she said.

You told me once how violent your father can be.

I won't say nothing against him, Sidney.

(door opens)

Boy!

Where's the music?

We should go home, Dad.

He's right, Arch.

Let's call it a day, eh?

Whose side are you on?

What?

You want me to be intimidated?

Of course I don't.

Are you sure?

Come on, Arch...

Sometimes I wonder about you.

We are not closing.

Justin.

(music playing from jukebox)

(door opens)

Oh, Christ on a bike.

Any news?

There will be, Archie, don't you worry.

No, it's these boys I'm after.

Keating.

Sir.

Can't say I'm into jazz myself.

Prefer a bit of light opera.

The investigation's going well.

Uncovered quite a few interesting things.

Most interesting of all...

You're legit.

But you...

There is a Sidney Chambers in Cambridgeshire.

He's a vicar.

Williams.

Dodgy as a nine bob note.

And a fan of light opera too.

LEONARD: Mrs. Maguire and Dickens

won't stop getting at each other.

I'm certain the dog knows what he's doing.

He has a definite glint in his eye.

Leonard, if you could go to the parish meeting for me?

That dog is the devil.

Tell him.

I've told him.

Why the Dickens isn't he home?

I'm on the next train.

We're gonna miss it.

Mr. Hopkins telephoned.

Guy?

He hasn't written his sermon.

Tell him.

He's on his way, Mrs. Maguire.

Wait, what did Guy want?

I'll see you on there.

To meet you, apparently.

You haven't written your sermon.

(dog barking)

Please.

Come home.

Excuse me, sir.

I took the liberty of ordering you a sherry.

That's what vicars drink, isn't it?

You must think me a fool.

Of course I don't.

It's just the two of us, Sidney.

No need to pretend.

I love Amanda.

And I know she feels the same.

Amanda and I...

We've been friends for a long time.

No, you haven't.

Not friends.

I've always seen it, I think.

It seems such a trial,

trekking down to Grantchester all the time.

Back and forth, back and forth.

So we're getting married in London.

In our local church,

with our local vicar.

We've set a date.

Three weeks' time.

"Why wait?"

That's what we thought.

You'll still come, of course.

I wouldn't miss it for the world.

You won't see so much of Amanda afterwards.

You know how married life can be.

Oh, I suppose you don't.

My friend the detective.

I'm not a detective.

I'm a vicar.

Yeah, I can see that.

It's the kind face you got.

I'm not a threat to anyone.

I don't know about that.

Drinking to forget?

Gloria...

Always.

You're on.

Mine's a bourbon, no ice.

I like forgetting too.

(applause)

(playing slow jazz)

♫Where you hear that the preaching does begin♫

♫Bend down low to drive away your sin♫

♫And when you gets religious, you want to shout and sing♫

♫There'll be a hot time in old town tonight♫

She broke your heart, didn't she?

Kathmandu.

Amanda.

She buys me shoes.

I can't afford to, so she buys me my shoes.

(chuckles)

What's so funny?

Nothing.

Nothing's funny.

Can your heart be broken if you were never together?

You tell me.

(car horn honking)

Hey!

Preacher man, where you going?

I have no idea.

(church bells ringing)

What time is it?

10:30.

You supposed to be somewhere?

Yes, I'm supposed to be somewhere.

How do I get back from here?

Metaphorically, or...?

Justin'll take you.

You're gonna feel bad about this, ain't you?

Don't feel bad.

I could say that a million times

and it wouldn't make no difference, would it?

(sighs)

Sidney?

We all do things we ain't proud of sometimes.

That's what makes us human.

Awful, ain't it?

Thing like this,

accident like this happening to Claudie.

She was like a sister to me.

Such a sweet girl.

Gloria and Claudie.

Were they close?

I dunno about close.

I think Gloria was jealous, Claudie being younger than her.

She can be a bit like that sometimes.

You must be special.

She never takes them home.

GEORDIE: ♫Swore to be true to each other♫

♫True as the stars above♫

♫He was her man, he wouldn't do her no wrong.♫

Oh, back at last then.

Are you going to tell me, or do I have to guess?

I spent the night with Gloria.

Bloody hell.

I'm supposed to set an example.

I'm supposed to be above reproach.

It was no good, then?

No, that's... that's not what I'm saying.

So it was good?

You sly old dog, Sidney.

I found this.

A charm from Claudette's bracelet.

(phone ringing)

It was in her room.

(ringing continues)

Inspector Keating.

Charlie Rush.

Come again?

August 24, 1941.

You can do the rest yourself.

It's the bouncer from the club.

Jonsie!

Get me everything you can find on this.

Sir.

How do I explain where I found it?

I'll sort that.

Have you been home yet?

I missed the service.

I have to tell Hildegard.

You do that, she's off.

Unless that's what you want.

You know what you've never been any good at?

Please, tell me.

Differentiating between tasks that are urgent

and those which are not.

Mr. Finch had nothing prepared for his sermon.

Ended up waffling on.

Well, it wasn't waffle.

It was utter waffle.

Oh.

She's been waiting ever so patiently for you.

It's been hell.

MRS. MAGUIRE: Mr. Finch?

Yes!

They're like headless chickens without you.

I have a gift.

It's the right one, isn't it?

Yes, it's... it's the right one.

HILDEGARD: I had my first piano student yesterday.

One of your scouts.

Gareth?

Very sweet.

And Mrs. Maguire recommended a friend of hers

who can offer me more permanent lodgings.

She's tolerable, apparently.

It's her new favorite word, I think.

Tolerable.

When I was in London...

There's something you should know.

I saw Amanda.

Amanda and Guy.

I bumped into them by accident.

So I bit the bullet and told them

I could no longer take their wedding because...

I don't know, it doesn't seem right somehow.

It's a weight off my mind, really.

So I...

I thought you should know.

What?

You are in desperate need of a shave.

Not the Bechet-- I love the Bechet!

More to the point, you love the Bechet.

And Miles Davis?

Oh, he's gone too, has he?

LEONARD: If it weren't sacrilegious, I'd say that album

is almost a godly experience.

That man needs to learn how to write a proper song.

You're keeping the Becket, though.

Bechet.

I'd rather grown to...

not like him, exactly, but tolerate him.

High praise indeed, Mrs. M.

(knocking)

LEONARD: I don't understand.

You love your music.

We love the fact that you love your music.

Has something happened?

I didn't know what else to do.

I mean, Johnny is so lost.

He's so...

I just don't know how to help him.

Grief has to take its time.

Can you think

what it must be like to lose a sibling,

without even a chance of a farewell?

I mean, it's unimaginable.

The funeral is tomorrow.

You know all the right things to say.

No, I don't.

I really don't.

(phone ringing)

The vicarage.

Charlie Rush.

Found dead 12 years ago

in the warehouse where he worked.

Beaten around the head, just like Claudie.

There was no weapon at the scene, but guess what?

Williams was the investigating officer.

Arrested Archie, but released him without charge.

It's the funeral tomorrow.

No, Geordie.

Archie at his most vulnerable.

You know how vulnerable people like to talk.

Mr. Johnson.

What do I tell people?

If they talk about their children,

ask about mine.

Do I stay silent?

Or do I tell them,

"I had a daughter once.

She was beautiful."

She never had the last rites.

I know it may sound strange,

but what if she's out there in the cold,

all alone?

God wouldn't allow it.

She wasn't cleansed of her sins.

(quietly): I don't think it's her sins he's worried about.

Someone's trying to send me a message.

They beat her at my club, covered her with my coat.

Why would they do that

if they weren't sending me a message?

You didn't cover her?

No.

Just try.

She dragged you here, did she?

She thinks I'll know what to say.

Do you wanna know what it was Mum used to say?

That however bad things get, you've got each other.

You've always got each other.

I want her back, Sidney.

I want Claudie back.

Mr. Johnson.

You're not welcome here.

I want to say goodbye.

You're not welcome here!

Let him see her, Dad.

Or what?

JOHNNY: I don't want to do this.

Yes, you do.

Archie, leave him!

Leave him!

GLORIA: ♫Nobody knows♫

♫The trouble I've seen♫

♫Nobody knows my sorrow♫

♫Nobody knows the trouble I've seen♫

♫Glory, hallelujah.♫

JENNIFER: Johnny, now's not the time, please.

Johnny...

Johnny, don't.

Don't!

Did you ever love us?

Did I ever love you?

You, your mum, your sister.

You're my whole world.

We don't look like you.

Is that all it is?

Claudie was running away.

Did you know that?

She was leaving.

Just like Mum

tried to do.

Careful.

With that fella from next door.

You know, the kind fella who treated her nice.

I mean it.

You can't hear it, can you?

She was taking me and Claudie with her,

and you caught us.

Do you remember?

Because I remember.

You beat her so bad, I thought that was it.

Shut your mouth.

You ground her down.

You wore her down.

And it was a relief when she died...

because I didn't have to watch you hurt her no more.

Shut your mouth, boy!

I am not a boy.

Still feeling bad?

Course you are.

I found this in your room.

I let Claudie meet Walter at my place.

They were in love, so...

So you knew they were running away?

We're all running from something, Sidney.

Who was I to stop them?

What is it you're running from?

(footsteps approaching)

GEORDIE: You are going to like this.

Have you ever been unfaithful?

Hmm?

No.

And you haven't either.

It's not me, Geordie.

It's not what I do.

Don't dwell on it.

Don't dwell on it?

Mm-hmm.

This was Charlie Rush's address.

I lied to her face.

It wasn't even a good lie.

"Accidentally bumped into Amanda."

It doesn't even make sense.

Now, this was Archie's in 1941.

The kindly neighbor.

Archie's missus was having it away

with Charlie Rush.

Are you even listening?

Yes.

Archie says someone's

sending him a message.

So say he found out his wife

was knocking off the bloke next door.

Archie does him in.

12 years later, his daughter's killed.

It's a revenge killing.

Eye for an eye and all that stuff you harp on about.

Maybe.

Maybe?

What, just "maybe"?

Why now?

Well, because...

I don't know.

And if we are gonna rip my theories apart,

why cover her up?

If you're trying to send a message,

why not let Archie see her all battered and bruised?

Do they serve booze in this place?

Bit of communion wine or something?

You're dwelling again, aren't you?

He was ashamed.

Hmm?

Who?

That's why he covered her up.

He couldn't face what he'd done.

GEORDIE: Charlie Rush.

Archie bashed his brains in, didn't he?

Is this an interview?

You think the murders are related.

Feels like an interview to me.

In fact, I think you know they are.

What makes you so sure?

I didn't want no part of it then.

I don't want no part of it now.

Where is Archie?

Why are you still protecting him?

You scared of him?

He went off in the car.

I don't know when they'll be back.

You don't know where to look for them.

When Archie done Charlie in, I should've stopped him.

I wish to God I had.

He caved his skull right in with that thing.

That bit of metal.

Then Claudie...

It was just the same.

It was the same weapon?

There was a kid the night Charlie bought it.

A kid in the warehouse.

I told him to get the hell out of there.

I thought he'd scarpered.

Sidney.

MAN (in the distance): Sit up straight, I told you!

Recognize this place?

Been here before?

Look around you.

Look at it!

Not such a big man now, are you?!

Sit up!

(second man groaning)

Just do it!

Get up!

(groans)

Justin!

That's enough now.

What do you want, Justin?

An eye for an eye?

Claudette for your father?

I want to watch his pain.

And now?

Now what do you want?

An apology.

I'm sorry.

For what?

Say it.

Say his name.

Say his name!

Charlie.

Charlie Rush.

Say what you did.

Say what you did.

Say what you did!

I beat him.

I killed him.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...

It's not enough though, is it?

So what now?

Killing Claudie wasn't enough?

An apology?

It's not enough.

What now?

Justice.

What if that's not enough?

Go on, do what you have to do.

Just do it!

It's not gonna bring your dad back, Justin.

All right.

Justin, this is not you.

I know this is not you.

You had to cover Claudie up.

You hated what you did.

You couldn't look at her.

You saw what happened to your father,

didn't you, Justin?

Justin, look at me.

Look at me.

Look at me.

This isn't you.

(sobbing)

(crowbar clanging)

(crying)

Funny thing, grief, isn't it?

Does weird things to you.

You ever lost someone?

Yes.

Like one of them dreams where you're falling.

And you're falling and you're falling.

Only you know you're gonna go on falling

for the rest of your life.

Come on, then.

How'd you know?

We're from Cambridgeshire.

Got a lot of time on our hands up there.

He couldn't face what he'd done.

He tried to cover her up.

Accident like this happening to Claudie.

An accident, he said.

I think that's what he wanted to believe.

Some accident.

SIDNEY: He got a job at the club.

Made himself indispensable.

He'd been biding his time, waiting to take revenge.

When he saw Claudie was leaving...

You off somewhere?

Need a lift?

SIDNEY: He knew the time had come to act.

Benson.

That's your guv'nor, isn't it?

Yes, sir.

He'll be getting a phone call first thing.

Outstanding work, Keating.

Thank you, sir.

Uh, sorry, sir.

A Mr. Johnson confessed to killing a Mr. Charlie Rush.

Confessed to who?

To him.

Confession to a murderer.

Won't stand up in court, I'm afraid.

How about to a police officer?

And a vicar?

How long you been on his payroll, Inspector?

I don't know about in Cambridgeshire,

but in the Met,

slandering a senior officer isn't the done thing.

Long enough to cover up a murder, I'd say.

I'm warning you, you jumped up little bastard.

"Inspector Jacob Williams

"announced that suspect Mr. A. Johnson

"had been released without charge,

stating, 'He wasn't in the vicinity at the time.'"

Not in the vicinity, my arse.

Evans.

That's your guv'nor, isn't it?

He'll be getting a phone call first thing.

Little souvenir for you.

(bells ringing)

Repentance, the Bible tells us, is a form of sorrow.

Sorrow for one's sins,

and the resolution to turn from them...

To learn from them.

Recognizing our sin means

being honest with ourselves.

Accepting who we are.

And embracing who we hope to be.

Because that is who God has intended us to be.

And we should never pretend to be otherwise.

You saved them.

Hildegard saved them.

You haven't even noticed, have you?

Noticed what?

While you've been off gallivanting,

she's fallen in love with you.

(jazz music playing)

Lay down!

Lay down!

I'm beginning to think he's willfully disobedient.

HILDEGARD: He's young, he'll learn.

What are the rules of cricket?

I've never played before.

It's very easy.

We'll teach you.

Sidney throws a mean googly.

A googly?

It's a throw.

It looks like one thing, but it's actually another.

A deceit, then.

Yes, I suppose so.

In a manner of speaking.

GLORIA (on record): ♫You want to shout and sing♫

♫There'll be a hot time in old town tonight.♫

Next time on Masterpiece Mystery!...

For God's sake, Guy, get rid of him.

I can manage...

I can manage!

HILDEGARD: Why do I feel like one man went to London

and another one came home?

SIDNEY: Sometimes I worry about the kind of man I'm becoming.

MAN: You're having a crisis of faith.

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