04x08 - The Visible World

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Derek?

Lucien.

We need to talk.

Somewhere public.

Come alone.

You don't trust me?

You will listen to
what I have to say,

and then this is over.

Public enough for you?

Inside.

All of this, Derek?

All of this, just to put
me back in the field?

We're going to w*r
in Indochina, Lucien.

I can stop it,

but I need men on the
ground, experienced men.

Add an Asian wife,
you're quite an asset.

I am not an asset.

Neither is my wife.

Your attention, please.

My name is Doctor
Joanna Bainbridge,

and it is my privilege to welcome
you to the Ballarat Observatory.

We shall now open
the observatory roof.

What we are about to witness

is what is called
an annular eclipse.

The moon doesn't
totally block out the sun.

Please ready your projectors.

Primitive people believed
eclipses to be the work of gods.

I'll tell you what
you're going to do.

You're going to
quit your practice,

you're going to leave
Ballarat and come with me.

No.

We belong together, Lucien!

No, we don't.

Will appear as a ring of
fire around the dark moon.

No more games.

This ends now.

You do what I tell you,

or I will take everything
that you've got.

Your wife, your daughter,
your granddaughter,

your precious
housekeeper, all of them.

Lights, please.

They're all dead, Lucien.

Lights!

Get the lights!

Get out of the way.

Rose.

Ambulance, police, now!

Special Branch are
going to be all over this.

It happened when the
eclipse was in full swing.

The room was dark.
There was a g*nsh*t.

Do we know where Lucien is?

No.

He got Rose to call
me, then he disappeared.

Best we keep that to
ourselves, understood?

Detective Inspector Llewellyn
Sullivan, Special Branch.

You must be Frank Carlyle.

That's right.

I'm not going to lie to
you, Chief Superintendent,

the army is going to be
following this one very closely.

My role here is to make sure
that everyone does their job.

Is that going to be a problem?

I think we can manage that.

Your police surgeon
signed off yet?

He'll be here soon.

I'll get out of your way, then.

Inspector.

Iris. Where's Mrs Blake?

She left a couple of hours ago.

Do you know where she went?
- Lucien!

Mei Lin, where were you?

I was out.

What's happened?

Alderton is dead.

I went to meet him.

He was supposed
to be on his own.

There was another man with him.

Did he k*ll Derek?

I just I don't know.

The thing is, while
he's still out there...

Mrs Blake?

It's Frank Carlyle.

Mrs Blake.

I've just been
past your surgery.

You weren't there.

Any reason why you buggered
off from a crime scene?

Well, needless to say,
you're needed for the autopsy.

As you can imagine, there's
plenty of official interest in this one.

You lock the door behind us

and you stay inside
until I get back, yes?

Frank, Alderton was
threatening Mei Lin.

I arranged to meet him, alone,

and there was another man there.

Who?

Sergeant Robert Hannam.

Hannam severed a man's windpipe

a few years back in our morgue.

Never convicted.

National security.

Surprise, surprise.

Anyhow, the lights went
out, they att*cked me.

When the lights came back
on, Alderton was on the floor.

Hang on, why would this
Hannam bloke turn around

and att*ck Alderton if
they were both after you?

I'm still trying
to work that out.

A friend of yours?

Once.

How well did you know him?

You see that?

That was a serious wound.

Yes.

Japanese bayonet, on a
roadside in Chiang Mai.

This was your work?

I still can't believe
he survived.

Looks like the cause of death

was a single wound
to the base of the skull,

most likely from a
blade of some kind.

But I was just
thinking about it.

It must have been
very thin and round.

At least five inches long.

Yes.

Whatever it was, it passed
through the cervical vertebrae

into the spinal canal.

Into the skull through
the foramen magnum.

Into the medulla,

severing the brain
from the spinal column.

That's a very lucky strike.

Or very accurate.

Meaning?

This is textbook.

Whoever k*lled Alderton
has a m*llitary background,

I'd say, Special Services.

That, or medical training.

The eclipse was at its height
when I heard the g*nsh*t.

Would it surprise you to know

that the cause of death
wasn't a g*nsh*t wound?

What was it, then?

We're not disclosing
those details at the moment.

The dead man was a
Major Derek Alderton.

Was he known to
you, Miss Bainbridge?

It's Doctor Bainbridge.

The m*llitary was
hoping for permission

to use our equipment
to track satellites.

Major Alderton was
part of those discussions.

We've gone through Major
Alderton's possessions.

Is that your letter?

You know it is.

So the day before
Major Alderton dies,

you send him a letter in
which you describe him

as a thr*at to humanity.

Everyone would be better
off if you just upped and d*ed.

Because he had sent me a
letter calling me a stupid woman

who thought she was more important
than the country that raised her.

Said he'd have me discredited,

and there was nothing
I could do about it.

Could I see that letter?

I destroyed it, along with
all his other correspondence.

Where were you standing
when the lights came back on?

I was nearby.

What, you weren't
operating the telescope?

That's not recommended
during an eclipse.

Besides, the telescope
has been experiencing

some mechanical
difficulties at the moment.

There was another man, kneeling over
the Major when the lights came back on.

Well-dressed,

sandy hair, a beard.

I expect you'll be wanting
to speak to him about it.

Why is that, Doctor?

Proximity.

Isn't that obvious?

Earlier, when I mentioned

that there were no
b*llet wounds in the body,

you didn't seem surprised.

Well, there didn't
seem sufficient blood

for it to be a g*nsh*t wound,

certainly not one
that would k*ll him.

You sound fairly
definite about that.

Before I became
an astrophysicist,

I studied medicine
for five years.

Jean. Um...

What?

I thought Mei Lin would
be safer here, with us.

Of course.

This man, it's the same man

that I threatened with
Christopher's g*n?

Yes.

Sergeant Robert Hannam.

Do you really think that Derek
Alderton was going to k*ll you?

I'm absolutely certain of it.

I'm sorry.

Derek didn't tell me about you,
or that our daughter was alive.

And then he started
threatening me.

He said he'd send
me back to China.

He would k*ll her.

We dug this out of the
back wall of the observatory.

According to your report, there
was no trace of a b*llet wound

or g*nsh*t residue on the body,

which leads me to the question
of who fired that g*n, and why?

I did.

And you conveniently
forgot to inform me of this?

I told you they att*cked me.

Lucien, that place was packed,

and you decided to sh**t him?

It was dark, he knocked my hand.

Frank, he was
trying to convince me,

force me, to rejoin the Service.

He was using Mei Lin and our
daughter as bargaining chips.

I called him to
arrange a meeting.

Well, obviously
you didn't trust him.

For bloody good reason!

We spoke, Hannam
arrived, the lights went out.

Anything else
you're not telling me?

I'm sorry. That's it, Frank.

Sergeant.

Anything I can do, Doc?

Find Hannam.

Cheers.

Cheers.

Calling me at work,

an intimate drink in
romantic surroundings.

Not getting sentimental, are we?

Not at all.

This is where I
take all the girls.

I'm actually trying
to find someone.

Ha, work?

Is this about the
observatory m*rder?

Well, you were there.

Did you see him?

Just before the eclipse.

He was at the
observatory, near me.

Is this your k*ller?

Well, he might be.

We're finding it difficult
to get any information.

Did you see anything
else that might help us?

Only that he headed
into the car park

and got into a green
Studebaker sedan.

Does that help?

Is Lucien alright?

Well, you know the Doc.

When he's not
fixing things up...

He's making a complete
mess of everything.

So when can I write about this?

Ah, probably never.

Sometimes I wonder why I bother.

The Soviet Union has
three working satellites,

the US, five.

More are scheduled for
launch next year by both sides.

And you're meant to
be assisting the m*llitary

with their
observational program?

There are other
objects in the sky.

Studying those might be a
better use of our limited resources.

Look, I was excited at first.

NASA had just been set up.

We were going o make
amazing discoveries.

We were going to show people
the wonders of the universe.

But it didn't happen that way?

They started telling us
where we could look and when,

what of our results we could
publish and what we couldn't.

Major Alderton
became quite adamant.

And all the letters
that you sent him?

They were friendly at first.

Are you aware of the Society for
Social Responsibility in Science?

I'm a communist spy now, am I?

No, but you are a member
of a suspect organization.

Well, you can thank Major
Alderton for me joining.

I hadn't thought about
it until I dealt with him.

You think I k*lled him.

Major Alderton was stabbed,

back of the head, into
the base of the brain.

And that would take
a certain skill set,

and you've had five
years' medical study.

Let me show you something.

I was studying to be a surgeon,

but then I developed
rheumatoid arthritis,

So I had to find something
else to do with my time.

It takes a very thin blade
to do that kind of damage,

and as you can see, I
can barely hold a pencil.

Mei Lin?

You alright?

I never wanted any of this.

Perhaps it would
have been better

if we'd never found one another.

You wait inside for a moment.

Doctor Blake?

I'd like a word, if I may.

Detective Inspector
Llewellyn Sullivan.

Do you mind if I come in?

Please.

Thank you.

I read your autopsy report.

Interesting.

I felt like I should make the
effort to meet you in person.

Frank Carlyle thought it
would be best for me to...

steer clear of the
investigation, given I was there.

And that you knew him.

Well.

And even with all of that,

I'm not sure that
Carlyle got it right.

Regarding the Major, I've
been asking my own questions.

And?

Well, it seems, within his
own branch of the Service,

there was growing reservations

about his recent
conduct and judgment.

You think they may have?

It is possible.

I understand that you served
in Intelligence with the Major.

I'm just a country
doctor, Mister Sullivan.

I thought you knew that.

Indeed.

Doc, I spoke to Rose.

It's alright, Charlie.

Please, join us.

Fancy a drink?

Ah.

Thank you.

So, tell me, how did you get on?

Well, we know Joanna
Bainbridge had medical training,

and that Hannam was
driving a green Studebaker.

Robert Hannam?

Yes.

You leave it to me.

Let's just hope he
hasn't gone to ground,

because if he has, we'll
never find him again.

I mean, you've met the man.

Where do you think
he might have gone?

Hard to say, but I do know this,

wherever he is, he'll be
working out the most efficient way

to tie up any loose ends.

Of which you are one.

Yes.

Is there anything else about
this case that I should know?

No.

To service.

To service.

I think, given the
circumstances,

I should probably
take the lead on this.

Yes, I agree.

Put the towel down and step
up against the wall, please.

Step back against the
wall, please, Doctor.

Alright.

I was here yesterday.

Sergeant?

Thank you, miss, that'll be all.

If you wouldn't mind.

Our superintendent tells me

that you were armed
when you had your meeting

with Major Alderton yesterday.

Look, what about Hannam?

Have you put any
effort into locating him?

And what about
Doctor Bainbridge?

Weren't you going
to speak with her?

Doctor Bainbridge suffers
from rheumatoid arthritis.

She can barely grasp a pencil.

Yes, but have you
checked with her doctor?

There are treatments available...
- Sir?

Frank, this is lunacy!

What the bloody
hell is going on?

Someone's trying to frame me!

Well, they're doing a pretty
decent job of it, aren't they?

Yes, they are.

Look, I know you
have to lock me up.

Yes, I'm afraid so.

Maybe we could use that,
turn it to our advantage.

Doctor, I'll need
your belt and your tie.

This really... Just do it.

We right, Chief Superintendent?

Alright, Doctor?

Let's start from the beginning.

Davis?

I gave Doctor Harvey
that blade, boss.

She's running the
tests you wanted now.

Good.

Do you really
think he did it, sir?

Not sure yet, son.

Wouldn't be the first
time he's k*lled a man,

I can tell you that much.

I didn't realize you were there.

- If you're hungry, I can...
- Do you hate me?

I know I would.

Is there anything you need?

I think I might go
and get some air.

Don't call out.

Don't do anything.

Where's Blake?

I don't know where he is.

You can do that all
you like, I don't know.

I need to see him.

Maybe you should
make an appointment.

You tell him we need to meet,

but he leaves
the police out of it.

Yeah, I understand.

Well, I'll do that
as soon as I can.

Thank you very much.

Thank you for calling, Charlie.

Can I see him?

Mrs Blake, I assume?

Mind if I have a word?

We found the Kn*fe in Mei
Lin's room and Lucien was there.

- Did he hurt you?
- No.

- Show me your hands.
- They're only bruises.

Here.

At least this will
keep you occupied.

The house isn't safe, you know.

Yes, I've already
thought of that.

- And do you know where to go?
- Yes.

I'll take Mei Lin with me.

No, he was never in
the room without me.

We found him there
alone today, Mrs Blake.

I gave him the key.

Yesterday afternoon, your
husband came to see you.

Was there any
period of time then

when he was in your
room without you?

No!

I went out.

When I got back, he
was waiting for me.

So he was there
before you arrived?

He was outside the room!

What was your husband's
reaction when you told him

that Derek Alderton was
threatening you and your family?

He was displeased.

Enough to harm the man?

Failure to answer
our questions truthfully

may result in charges
laid against you,

and that may also reflect poorly
on any attempt made by you

to become a naturalized
Australian citizen.

He was looking after me.

That's the only reason
that he was angry.

Lucien's a good man.

I am sorry.

I'm sorry about everything.

Mrs Beasley, they're
heading back downstairs.

Also, the boss is going to place
an officer at the house for you.

I'll be fine, Charlie.

I'll make my own arrangements.

Very well.

Will you be alright?

Yes, of course.

I'll be fine.

As I said, Doctor
Harvey, I'm very sorry,

but I'm under
strict instructions.

Doctor Harvey.

I want to speak
with Doctor Blake,

but apparently I'm not allowed.

Yes, he's currently
indisposed. What have you got?

The wound on the body matches
the size and shape of the w*apon.

The blood type on the w*apon
matches that on the towel, AB positive.

- Major Alderton?
- Also AB positive.

And considering only
3% of the population

has that particular
blood type...

The Kn*fe was obviously the
w*apon used to k*ll Alderton.

It's not a Kn*fe.

It's a small, thin rod with a
base that could be a handle,

but it's intended for
some other purpose.

It's precision-engineered
and calibrated,

as the measurements on
the side of the rod indicate.

Where does it come from?

Some complex, highly
accurate machine.

Please tell Doctor
Blake to let me know

if there's anything
else he needs.

- Of course.
- Doctor.

- Boss, this is stupid.
- Davis.

No, you know the doctor has
nothing to do with any of this.

You can't just stick
him down in the cells.

He's right, Frank.

I mean, I want to smack
the bloke most of the time...

But I don't remember asking
for either of your opinions.

Motive, necessary
skill, are they present?

Yes, sir.

Means, opportunity, subsequent
behavior, do they all line up?

Yes, sir.

Given that, if this
was anybody else,

what would you be doing?

Locking him up.

You keep your personal
feelings out of this

and you follow the
trail of evidence.

A failure to do so will
result in disciplinary action.

Am I clear?

Yes, sir. CHARLIE: Sir.

Good.

Doc?

Charlie.

What can I do to help?

You know how you
can help me, Charlie?

Trust me.

Doctor Harvey thinks
the m*rder w*apon

was some sort of part
from a complex machine.

A machine?

Like a telescope, perhaps, hm?

Interesting.

Makes it opportunistic.

Someone was there, they
saw a chance, they took it.

Mind you, that's a
helluva thing to do

on the spur of the moment,
isn't it, in near-total darkness.

Of course, it might also explain

how I could have
k*lled him, correct?

Well.

Yes.

Bloody hell, Charlie.

Is Rose about?

Tell her to go and
talk to that maid.

Someone got into that room.

Doc, she's not police.

Well, she should be, she
asks enough questions.

Alright.

Alright.

Also, tell Doctor Harvey

to look through
Bainbridge's medical records,

anti-inflammatories,

anything that might
help with her symptoms.

Then go back to the observatory

and ask her about
that bloody telescope.

Will do, Doc.

And, Charlie.

Thank you.

Please!

Look out!

Sir, look out!

Are you alright?

Why did you att*ck me?

I thought that man
had come back.

Who?

A man came today,
and he said he'd

k*ll me if I told anyone.

This him?

Yes.

You told my boss there was
no way you could hold a Kn*fe.

You seem to have a
pretty good grip to me.

There it is.

What is it, Doctor?

This tool allows me
to adjust the aperture.

How long has it been missing?

Two days.

So, before the eclipse?

That morning, I came
in, and it was gone.

I'm going to lose
all this, aren't I?

All of this.

My entire life's work.

Everything I've
ever believed in.

He was going to take it
from me, the whole universe,

just because he could.

Lights, please.

Doctor?

What's that?

I'm guessing your
old station boss

didn't like you very much.

William Munro.

Created a dossier on you.

Very detailed.

He also managed to
track down your agency file.

How many men did you k*ll,
Doctor, during your service?

Two.

Bao Cheng in Taipei,
Victor Gennardy in Macau.

I've been wondering if their
deaths have anything to do with this.

You remembered their names.

It's the least I can do.

How did you do it?

Just walk away from the Service,

become that simple
country doctor?

Believe it or not,
Mister Sullivan,

I love what I do.

Still, a big change.

I'm afraid it's not
looking good, Lucien.

Quite.

But explain to me, please
explain to me, how I k*lled him.

Well, accepting the fact that
you've got more than enough motive.

Ah.

You arranged to meet Major
Alderton at the observatory.

You took a g*n with
you for protection.

But you managed to
find a w*apon there

that they couldn't
trace back to you.

You improvised,
as per your training.

Then, when the eclipse was at
its height, you made your move.

Lucien.

If there's anything
that you can tell me,

anything at all that will
help you get out of here,

now is the time.

I've been speaking to Frank.

About what, exactly?

About your transfer
to Melbourne.

Special Branch have
requested a much more

thorough conversation with you.

They arrive at 10
o'clock tomorrow morning.

Get some sleep.

You're going to need it.

Thank you, Cec.

Jean, would you like
to finish my shandy?

Why not?

Do you actually like it?

It's an acquired taste.

Lucien saved my life
when he put us on that boat.

Neither of us would have
survived the occupation.

Remembering that
helped me afterwards,

when I had to keep going.

I can understand
why he married you.

What is it?

Goodnight, Jean.

Derek Alderton
was in love with me

and I slept with
him before the w*r.

He was a nice
man, and I had fun.

Life was like that then.

I didn't see him for 17 years.

I was in a camp in Hong
Kong when I saw him again.

Why are you telling us all this?

He'd changed,
become cold, vicious.

He wanted to
sleep with me again,

and he tried to turn
me against my husband.

You should know that
we're charging your husband

with the m*rder
of Major Alderton.

I thought only Chinese
law was corrupt.

Do you actually think he'd
k*ll Derek right there, in public?

You just told us why.

Jealousy only works
if you love someone.

Lucien doesn't love me.

Not anymore.

I followed them
to the observatory.

I walked into the
room when it was dark.

And when Derek tried to
k*ll Lucien, I stabbed him.

Alright.

What sort of Kn*fe did you use?

It wasn't a Kn*fe, it was
part of the telescope,

a kind of thin
rod with a handle,

up through the vertebrae
and into the base of the skull.

Wait a minute.

Your husband told us
that he left the observatory

to go to you at your hotel.

Ask him if I was
there when he arrived.

I kept the w*apon in my pocket.

When he was gone, I
hid it in the mattress.

Is Lucien still downstairs?

Why, has he confessed?

No. No, he hasn't.

Well, then.

Mei Lin.

Frank, what's going on?

A complication.

No, not her.

She confessed.

She got all the details right.

Special Branch?

Off the table, I'm
afraid, for you, at least.

What the hell do we do now?

Where's Mei Lin?

She confessed.

- What?
- To Alderton's m*rder.

I know.

We need to work quickly.

Robert Hannam?

Well, I spoke to a
mate in Special Branch.

He's missing.

They're starting to panic.

Very loyal, he was there
at the time of the m*rder

and we know he's dangerous.

But, why?

Why would he k*ll Alderton?

What about Doctor Bainbridge?

Well, there's her moral objection
to the m*llitary use of scientific work.

Repeating prescriptions of
cortisone, for her hands, apparently.

He was going to
end her life's work.

I think that was
what really got to her.

She told you this yesterday?

Yeah. But I really don't
think she's involved.

Which leads us to Mei Lin.

She confessed.

She's trying to
protect you, that's all.

She knew what the
m*rder w*apon was.

I told her.

She came to the morgue this
morning, said you'd sent her.

She asked questions, I gave
her answers, then she left.

Also, that piece
from the telescope

went missing the
morning before the eclipse.

Sounds well planned
to me, quite impressive.

Yes.

Jean, what did Hannam say?

He said he wanted to talk
with you, without the police.

Of course.

Charlie, you and Alice,
go talk to Bainbridge.

We need a blood test

to confirm whether or
not she is using cortisone.

Rose, Hannam might be
hiding and sleeping rough,

but he's still got to eat.

So, stores, markets.

See if anyone
matching his description

has been stocking up on canned
goods, other non-perishables.

Get this one back to the
Colonists' Club so I know she's safe.

Get yourself to the club!

I'm staying here.

Alright.

We know what we've got to do.

Let's meet back
here in two hours.

Charlie, eyes open, yeah?

You sent them away to
keep them safe, didn't you?

How long do you
think we'll have to wait?

Not long.

Hands where I can see them,
and I want that g*n of yours.

Sergeant Hannam. Right on time.

I'll leave that
there in good faith.

You fancy a cuppa?

Thank you, Jean.

Why did you k*ll Major Alderton?

Because he betrayed
our friendship.

He used my family against
me, and he seduced my wife.

So I chose a very public
venue to get my revenge,

relying on hand-to-hand
combat skills

I haven't had to use in
years against two men,

despite the fact I had a loaded
revolver concealed just under my jacket.

Then, of course, I
tended to the Major,

I checked for a pulse,
that sort of thing,

before finally
fleeing the building.

Does that sound at
all plausible to you?

Really?

And what about you, Robert?

You've k*lled before.

Only on orders, Doctor.

Were you ordered to k*ll me?

If necessary.

The Major thought you
would agree to his proposal.

And if I didn't?

If you posed a thr*at,
I would silence you.

And you didn't question that?

Alright.

Jean.

Robert.

Tell me this.

Why.

Why would someone
want to k*ll Alderton?

Because he had
become a liability.

To whom?

To us.

You know, he mentioned
a w*r in Indochina,

and that he believed he held
the key to a peaceful solution.

I don't know what he believed.

I don't even think
he knew anymore,

certainly not what the
brass told him to believe.

You're saying he thought he
was above following orders?

I'm saying he made
mistakes, Doctor,

bad decisions, decisions
that cost men their lives.

So they tried to send
him to Canberra, to a desk.

He refused.

I see.

Sergeant, someone
followed us to that observatory.

They knew, they knew
we would be there.

How?

Your phone's been
bugged for months, Doctor.

Lucien, you in there?

Don't be a bloody idiot. We
had no idea he was coming.

Thank you for the tea.

Lucien, are you alright?

Yes, I'm fine.

Where's Hannam?

He was here.

He's not the k*ller.

Then who the hell is?

What are you doing here?

Improvising, seeing
the plan fell through.

There was a plan?

Yes.

To see if someone would
approach us at the station.

Then we decided we'd
try to lure Hannam out.

Frank organized to have
me transferred to Melbourne.

You see, that would have
put me out in the open.

Where you were going to
use yourself as live bait?

Some plan.

Yes, well, it
doesn't matter now.

We thought it would force
someone to show their hand,

but it hasn't bloody happened.

Yes, it has.

Mister Sullivan.

Now, don't shout.

Don't shout, don't shout.

No one can hear you.

Major Alderton
created an awful mess,

and I'm the one that
has to clean it up.

Don't!

I'll try and make
this as quick as I can.

Sullivan.

Mei Lin! Hang on.

It's alright, Mei Lin.

It's alright.

You're going to be alright.

Lucien!

I've got you.

It's alright.

I've got you.

I've got you.

Derek Alderton had
become a liability.

But he refused to retire.

So I decided to
sort it out, right?

It's why you m*rder*d him, yes.

Derek Alderton knew
the rules, Lucien.

We follow orders
unconditionally.

That's our world.

And if you don't, you
become expendable.

You know that
better than anyone.

It's your world, not mine.

So, how did you figure it out?

Quite simple, really.

At the end of the day,

it was all just a question
of time and space.

Think about where we all
were in relation to one another.

A crowd between us,
distance to cover in darkness,

all in the span of
just a few seconds.

There's no way Hannam
or Doctor Bainbridge

could have traversed
that distance, that space,

in the time available to them.

There had to be
someone else in that room,

someone we didn't know about.

Once you'd k*lled Alderton,

all that was left to do
was to plant the evidence

with a little help from Iris.

You remember Iris, Frank,
from the Soldier's Hill Hotel.

I wonder, Mister Sullivan,

did you pay her for
her stellar contribution?

Well, domestic wages
are hard to get by on.

It seems the only thing
you didn't take into account

was just how many people
you could blame for this.

Did I miss anything?

No.

I think that just
about covers it.

Boss?

The m*llitary police are here.

I'll get that, sir.

Hey, Sullivan.

Drop the g*n!

Drop it!

Drop it!

It's over, Sergeant.

Sergeant Robert Hannam,
third regiment, fourth division.

Army number 26052.

Why did Derek hate you so much?

You used to be
such good friends.

Those years we spent
together in the camp, that place,

we all came out
very different men.

Certainly, I did.

And Derek?

They broke him.

I witnessed the whole thing.

It was just awful.

He gave up.

He wanted to die.

You know me, I
couldn't have that.

So I saved him.

I kept him alive,

and I don't think he
ever forgave me for that.

I'll get it.

And you never told anyone?

No.

No, I didn't think it
was right, somehow.

He's here.

Thank you, Jean.

I'm ready.

Six hours until the
ship leaves, which is

plenty of time to get us
down to the port and boarded.

Here are passports
for you and your family.

It's been arranged they'll meet
you at the consulate in Hong Kong.

Thank you.

I'll make sure she
gets on board safely.

I can't thank you enough, Frank.

Mei Lin.

It's time for both of us
to start our lives again.

You travel safe.

You too, Lucien.

Jean.

There's something
I need to ask you.