A British telemovie, substantially shot in Australia and post-produced in the UK, with a reasonably substantial Australian cast and shooting crew attached.
Production company: Tail credits: A Zenith Production for Central, a Central Programme for ITV. Tail credit copyrights to Central Independent Television plc.
Budget: n/a. High end UK TV budget, enough to afford an Australian location shoot.
Locations: Tail credit: "Filmed on location in England and Australia. With special thanks to the inhabitants of Cowra and Canowindra, NSW." The town of Canowindra and its main street provide the bulk of the NSW rural establishing locations - the town is renamed as Hereford for the purposes of the show. The town also supplied the railway siding. The opening gangland funeral was filmed at Kensal Green Cemetery, Harrow Road, Kensal Green London.
Canowindra has a wiki listing here.
Australian distributor: The 7 network screened the Morse franchise in Australia.
TV release: first aired in the UK on 27th March 1991; in Australia it screened in Canberra on Prime on Monday 20th May 1991, other city air dates TBA.
Rating: UK 15; AO for Australian TV.
16mm to tape End credit “originated on Eastman ® Colour Film from Kodak”.
TV 1.33:1, stereo mix.
Running time: The Inspector Morse telemovies were designed to fill two hours of UK ITV time, and so run longer than typical Australian telemovies.
DVD slick timing: 103 minutes.
Off air time: 1'41"50
Inspector Morse was a major success for Central/ITV, scoring six BAFTAS (including Best Drama Series, 1992 and 1993), and being sold to over 200 countries (or so the publicity claimed), resulting in ITV winning a Queen’s Award for Export in the late 1980s, and establishing a higher profile than contemporaneous shows such as A Touch of Frost (1992-2010). Morse regularly picked up high ratings in the UK - just under 17 million for a 1992 episode for example, but didn’t do as well in Australia.
Composer Barrington Pheloung was nominated for “Best Original Television Music” in the 1992 BAFTAS (the winners that year were Richard Harvey and Elvis Costello for GBH). The BAFTA site doesn’t attribute a specific episode for the award, rather it’s listed as “Inspector Morse”, but presumably the music for the Promised Land episode was considered part of his series work.
John Thaw picked up a BAFTA for his playing of Inspector Morse, but this was in 1990, prior to the Australian episode being filmed. The show won a number of such prestigious awards.
Carlton released the film on VHS and DVD, as it did for other telemovie episodes in the series.
The release for this episode wasn't particularly impressive, with a small bunch of dull extras - filmographies etc - of the kind that turned up as padding in the boom days of DVD.
This site's copy also developed rot and became unplayable, suggesting poor manufacturing standards.
Fortunately, the Inspector Morse series still turns up on television and on streaming services, and even standard definition television looks as good, or better than the DVD image, so Paradise Found aka Inspector Morse in Australia is easy to locate.
It became fashionable for TV shows to head off to Australia to freshen up the franchise - who can forget Dennis Weaver on his horse charging through Sydney CBD for McCloud, or The Love Boat, or the dreadful 1979 ITV sequel Love Thy Neighbour in Australia.
Inspector Morse is a cut above these sorts of shows, whether simple-minded British or American, and has ambitions to reveal something about both cultures.
The script cannily mixes in a number of contemporary issues - ranging from climate change to AIDS - while ensuring the home audience gets plenty of Australian sights, including the running of the Melbourne cup, shearing, aerials of the countryside and a lonely Morse wandering up the steps of Sydney Opera House to listen to Der Rosenkavalier.
Writer Julian Mitchell gives Morse plenty of acerbic observations about the dreadful colonial convicts, and Lewis naturally embraces the warm weather, the chance to grill a dinkum steak, enjoy the country music, and tour the harbour on a ferry instead of watching a rubbish opera.
Mitchell does however overplay his hand, especially at the end, when Noah Taylor is asked to say "It's Australia mate", and then Max Phipps follows up with a "she'll be right mate" in a bid to console Morse.
The plot's a stretch - a lot has to do with previous events involving Morse's sending down of a gang, which are only ever talked about, and require previous Morse viewing, and the climax is staged in typical television style.
But the performances are generally solid, there's a more than reasonable Australian cast on view, generous slabs of ironic Austrasliana, and even if not the best Morse, it makes an amusing distraction for Ozmovie cultists anxious to check out all the various downunders, from Quigley Down Under to Inspector Morse Down Under ...
(Note: the illustrative stills in this listing come from a broadcast copy and don't reflect the DVD's quality).
This site, being mainly concerned with movies set in Australia, doesn’t look at the rest of the Inspector Morse telemovie series, or their source in novels by Colin Dexter.
For anyone interested, the series has a wiki here.
Source novelist Colin Dexter has a wiki here.
There is a wiki listing all the Inspector Morse episodes here.
Promised Land, aka Inspector Morse in Australia was episode five of series five.
While some of the episodes used Colin Dexter’s novels as a source, Promised Land was developed using his characters, but with an original storyline.
Dexter turned up doing a Hitchcock in some of the episodes, but didn’t make it to Australia to appear in the background of the film, and apparently is not visible in the opening British funeral footage.
Writer of the episode, Julian Mitchell, has a brief wiki listing here.
Mitchell is also featured in a profile in the UK Daily Telegraph here:
...Contrary to the belief that one should downsize as you get older, one should upsize as you acquire more things. This is my study in our house in Stamford Brook, west London, where I live with my partner Richard, a philosopher.
Anthony Blunt, the Soviet spy, once hid in a house around the corner. He was the inspiration for Another Country, when Mrs Thatcher announced him as the mysterious “fourth man” in 1979. I thought people got it wrong: you might be Left-wing but not necessarily a traitor.
On the shelves are programmes from all my old plays, my novels and videos of Inspector Morse, of which I wrote 10. There is music from the film Arabesque, starring Gregory Peck and Sophia Loren, for which I wrote the original script. My film career has gone downhill all the way since then… The television is for watching cricket. A great pleasure. Other bookshelves are filled with my favourite writers. As you get older, you move away from fiction. No one should die without reading Pepys’s diary.
There is a profile of Morse and Dexter at Fairfax here. Inter alia, it mentions this episode:
...Like all good authors Colin Dexter puts so much of himself into the character of Inspector Morse. Dexter loves crosswords, the more cryptic the better. He got the name for his fictional detective, Morse, from Sir Jeremy Morse, banker and noted creator of crossword clues. Dexter says that murder mysteries are like crossword puzzles. Dexter is a classical scholar and a wide reader and many of the Morse stories include fascinating bits of erudite information, and quotes from the author’s reading...
Morse has been described as melancholy, vulnerable, sensitive, independent, ungracious and mean in little things. His sergeant, Robbie Lewis, has to buy the beer in the pub where they ponder a mysterious case. Morse never seems to have any money. But he always has time for an attractive woman. He pretends that he has no Christian name, just “Morse”. If they ask for a first name he says “Inspector”...
Colin Dexter wrote 13 Inspector Morse novels, but the television series numbered 33 episodes. He took a keen interest in the plot of all the television films and worked with the writers of many of them. He made a cameo appearance in almost all episodes and it is fun to pick him out.
One episode, Promised Land, was filmed in Australia where Morse and Lewis investigate a “cold case”. They spend much of their time in Canowindra, renamed “Hereford” for the series, but the sign posts to Orange and Eugowra give the location away. Colin Dexter does not make a cameo appearance in that one. The story ends with Morse and Lewis back in Sydney and Morse mounting the steps to the Opera House to satisfy his passion for classical music.
There is also an interesting profile of the character and the series at The Guardian here.
John Thaw and Kevin Whately are too well known to list here - they can be tracked by the wiki listings above. Con O’Neill, who plays the troubled Paul Matthews, is another UK-based actor.
Rhondda Findleton has the main Australian role (at time of writing her agent provided a CV here), with Noah Taylor (wiki here), John Jarratt (wiki here) and Max Phipps (short wiki here) also having significant roles, and scoring head credits.
3. Cultural References:
Fortunately it is possible to date exactly the day that Inspector Morse stumbles into town to interview his English supergrass. It’s the day that Kingston Rule won the Melbourne Cup in 1990 (the American interloping horse has a wiki here). This is linked to the gambling habits of the refugee British supergrass, who is only ever seen as a corpse.
With this sort of show, tourism is essential so it’s set up even before the two British cops hit their small Australian destination town that Morse has decided to bring along his Der Rosenkavalier tapes, as a way of refreshing his acquaintance for a performance at the Sydney Opera House.
Morse inconveniently loses his tapes, but conveniently this means his sidekick can play some dreadful Australian country music, made up for the show, which handily allows Morse to rant about it. Twanging Ry Cooder style music also turns up regularly. Inevitably Morse ends up at the Sydney Opera House at the end of the show.
Commendably, both Morse and Lewis do the Australian salute a number of times (in relation to flies).
Sidekick Lewis also reads from Norman Lindsay’s The Magic Pudding. Below is the section of the poem from which the telemovie takes a gobbet.
The full poem (celebrated in this site’s “magic pudding” award) is easily googled:
'The blows you feel we do not deal
In common, vulgar thumping;
To higher motives we appeal —
It is to teach you not to steal,
Your head we now are bumping.
You need not go on pumping
Appeals for kinder dealing,
We like to watch you jumping,
We like to hear you squealing.
We rather think this thumping
Will take a bit of healing.
We hope these blows upon the nose,
These bended snouts, these tramped-on toes,
These pains that you are feeling
The truth will be revealing
How wrong is puddin'-stealing.'
Then, with great solemnity, he recited the following fine moral lesson —
'A puddin'-thief, as I've heard tell,
Quite lost to noble feeling,
Spent all his days, and nights as well,
In constant puddin'-stealing.
'He stole them here, he stole them there,
He knew no moderation;
He stole the coarse, he stole the rare,
He stole without cessation.
'He stole the steak-and-kidney stew
That housewives in a rage hid;
He stole the infant's Puddin' too,
The Puddin' of the aged.
'He lived that Puddin's he might lure,
Into his clutches stealthy;
He stole the Puddin' of the poor,
The Puddin' of the wealthy.
'This evil wight went forth one night
Intent on puddin'-stealing,
When he beheld a hidden light
A secret room revealing.
'Within he saw a fearful man,
With eyes like coals a-glowing,
Whose frightful whiskers over-ran
His face, like weeds a-blowing;
'And there this fearful, frightful man,
A sight to set you quaking,
With pot and pan and curse and ban,
Began a Puddin' making.
For the shorter excerpt featured in the show, see below.
4. Synopsis with dialogue, cast details and many spoilers:
For students of the British landing in Australia in Inspector Morse in Australia - as compelling in its own way as the sight of the structuring of Australia into a vision acceptable to US audiences in Quigley Down Under - here are some of the insights offered by writer Julian Mitchell, together with plot and cast details:
Opening credits are interspersed with a funeral for British gangster Peter Matthews, who died in prison as a result of AIDS.
The funeral is being staked out by Chief Inspector Morse (John Thaw), Chief Superintendent Strange (James Grout) and assorted plain clothes cops. End of overture, chorus in place, says Morse.
“The Peter Matthews’ funeral show. It’s about to begin.”
They spot Pete’s brother Harry and Morse says the whole Matthews family are criminals …
Strange is furious with bloody newspapers because The Sun has a front page story saying “My Boy Was Innocent … But He Died In Jail.”
Strange tells Morse he’s going to have to go and see Kenny Stone.
Morse: “Kenny’s evidence was A-1. I guarantee that personally.”
Strange: “Before anybody else does I mean.”
Morse: “We’re the only ones that know where he is …”
Strange: “Well it’s always the same with a super grass. No corroboration, and this new evidence … grh…”
Morse: “Peter Matthews was driving that car. Not what’s his name supposed to be …?”
Strange: “Well it’s the first place an enquiry will look …blasted poncy barristers picking through my files ...”
Morse: “There won’t be an inquiry… will there?”
Strange: “I lost one of my best policemen on that raid. And you lost a good friend …if those bastards can shake the Matthews’ conviction, they’ll say the whole lot are unsafe. And the Abingdon gang’ll be out of jail …like that ...”
Service over, the coffin is taken to the hearse, as Morse says that Peter Matthews might not have fired the gun - no-one ever said he did - but he was there when it was fired. That’s what matters.
Strange (looking through binoculars): "Like Tommy bloody Thompson. He should have got fifteen years, not two …”
Morse: “Yes, well.”
Strange: “The higher up the criminal scale, the less the evidence sticks … and when you get to the top, nothing sticks at all...”
With a ‘what the hell’, Morse spots a Bernie Waters …”Kenny Stone never mentioned Bernie Waters, never once …”
The Tilehurst Gazette and off to Oz:
Cut to Detective Sergeant Lewis (Kevin Whately), checking out the crime scene in a provincial newspaper office, The Tilehurst Gazette, as the newspaper’s editor (Philip Anthony) is explaining there was nothing to take …except the petty cash, and the thieves left that. The editor promises an editorial next week about juvenile delinquents, they won’t know what’s hit them.
Lewis arrives back in the office, as Morse asks where the hell he’s been. He explains and Morse says it serves the gutter press right.
Morse shows footage of Bernie Waters at the funeral, and suggests an unsigned wreath came from Larry Nelson - Waters might be working for him, “he’s got a big staff our Larry. He doesn’t even have to blow his own nose”.
Strange arrives to say he’s just had the Chief Constable on the phone. Inquiry! Under Mr Justice Rowson …
Lewis: “Well they were guilty weren’t they?”
Strange: “Well of course they were …with everyone up in arms against prison conditions, and young Matthews dead with AIDS … you know what they say about funerals Lewis? There’s always someone catches his death ...”
Morse (contemplating): “Go and pack your bags Lewis …Kenny Stone’s confession. They always hold something back… we have to link Larry Nelson with that raid …”
Lewis: “Where did you set Stone up?”
Lewis: “Well that’s not overnight surely.”
Morse (walking out): “Hereford New South Wales …”
Lewis (following): “Oh come on sir, I’ve got me leave coming up…”
Lewis: “But we’re going to Gateshead to see the wife’s mother.”
Morse: “See her at Christmas instead.”
Lewis: “We’re going to my mum’s at Christmas.”
Morse: “You have too many relatives Lewis. A policeman ought to be free.”
Morse steps out into the rain.
Lewis: “What do you want me there for anyway? You’re only going to interview him.”
Morse (in the rain, getting into his car): “I can’t carry my own bags, can I? I’m a Chief Inspector!”
Lewis (looking at the miserable weather): “As a matter of fact, I’ve got cousins in New South Wales …”
Arriving in Paradise Down Under:
Wipe to an aerial of NSW landscapes and a car driving through the bush. We first hear Morse in voice over:
Morse: “Of course if Australia hadn’t existed, we’d have had to invent it.”
Lewis: “But it did exist.”
Morse: “I’m talking about human nature Lewis. The need to believe in a heaven and earth. Somewhere you can put your past behind you and start again. Think of the convicts coming over those mountains with their tickets of leave (the Blue Mountains in the distance as the car travels along) … and seeing this …the promised land.”
Lewis: “They’d have to clear it first.”
Morse: “You’ll never make a good detective Lewis …you’re too literal.”
Lewis: “Kenny Stone must think you’re God.”
Lewis: “Why, it’s God gives out the promised land … back to the people of Israel …What did they set him up as?”
Morse: “Some sort of mechanic, I think …and it’s Mike Harding …his name’s Mike Harding now … how much further to Hereford?”
Lewis: “Four hours or so ...”
Morse: “Time to change over then …”
Garden of Eden:
They pull over to the side of the road, and Lewis takes a piss, as Morse ferrets in the back of the station wagon, and a yellow Kombi van flashes past.
Lewis (walking past a kangaroo road warning sign): “Should be pretty bloody grateful, Mike Harding …(looking across at the Blue Mountains) … Garden of Eden, this is ...”
Morse: “In that case, watch out for snakes.”
Lewis: “And the super grass.”
Morse slaps at a buzzing fly and hits his face: “Get off!”
Morse: “I thought I’d packed the bloody thing.”
Morse: “Der Rosenkavalier… playing at the Opera House on Saturday … I brought the tapes so I could brush up on it while we’re driving across this Godforsaken country …I can’t find it ...”
Lewis (closing the station wagon rear door): “Never mind …we’ll find something else to listen to ...”
Morse starts the car and they drive off as the music turns country, a voice singing “Blue skies up above me, and the road is flat ahead …I’ll just keep on trucking until I’m dead ...” etc.
The yee hah music continues to Morse’s evident irritation as he urges Lewis to turn that rubbish off. Lewis says he likes it.
Morse: “It’s the worst sort of bastardised, phony folk music. It’s not Scots, it’s not Irish, not even American!”
Lewis: “It’s Australian …it’s good ...”
The music keeps playing as they hey eventually reach the quiet, almost deserted main street of a small country town, ‘Hereford’, and steel guitar twangs and wind blows.
Morse thinks it’s time for a drink. They head to the pub, with Morse stopping in the middle of the empty road.
Morse: “Where is everyone? Do Australians take siestas, or what?”
Lewis: “There is a lot of Italians over here, I know that …(pointing) oh that there, that’s as if a hotel …”
Morse: “Well let’s give it a try …”
The Melbourne Cup:
Inside the pub public bar, the patrons are cheering the running of the Melbourne Cup.
Kingston Rule wins.
Lewis asks the barman (Kevin Leslie) for a light beer. Morse orders an orange juice.
The barman spots they’re English, and Lewis says they’re looking for Mike Harding.
Another Pom, says the barman, saying he’d usually be in for the Cup. But they could try his shop down the street. He might be working. The pub’s patrons laugh at the notion.
Back in the street:
Lewis: “Orange juice? What’s the matter with you?”
Morse: “They don’t spell Australian beer with four XXXX’s out of ignorance. They mean what they say. And light beer is the invention of the Prince of Darkness …”
Lewis: “It’s just the thing on a day like this … not too heavy …”
Morse: “And is that your idea of being inconspicuous? Asking for Mike in a bar full of Australians …”
Lewis: “Well we’re gunna start somewhere …”
Morse pulls up short as he sees Mike Harding’s Mower Repairs & Spares shop.
Morse: “God almighty.”
Lewis: “Mowers … for a grass. Dear oh dear …”
Morse: “Those bloody public school boys in the High Commission … don’t they know jokes can kill?”
The phone is ringing but the shop is locked. Lewis looks at the mowers out the front.
Lewis: “Must be a very law abiding place. You couldn’t leave machines sitting out like that in Hereford England…”
A dinkum farmer with dog:
A tray top pulls up (called a ute in the credits) and a farmer (Bill Young) gets out, asking if Mike’s about.
“Thought the bastard might get back to work once the Cup was over. Musta won for once (laughs) … you er new in town?” and then “Yeah, well take my advice. Get your mower done in Cowra. If you wait for Mike Harding ‘till your grass was hay…”
Lewis admires the farmer’s cattle dog as the farmer growls for the dog to “get out of it” and loads his mower on to the tray top.
Farmer: “Do ya like it here?”
Lewis: “Oh it’s grand weather.”
Farmer: Yeah … for bushfires… if you see Mike tell him he’s just lost another customer …see ya …”
The farmer drives off, as the phone inside starts ringing again …
As the English cops drive through the streets, Morse sees people standing at their gates:
Morse: “Is this place expecting a Royal visit, or what? (as they approach Harding’s desolate house out in the countryside) If it is, the Hardings must be Republicans …”
The cops go into Harding’s house and meet young Karen Harding (Vanessa Patterson) who tells him that her mum Anne Harding (Rhondda Findleton) has gone off to see Gran at the old people’s home.
The phone rings - it’s Mike - but when Karen tells him that a bloke wants to speak to him, and Morse introduces himself as Thames Valley, Mike hangs up.
The cops arrive at the old people’s home and meet Anne, but she ignores them. The place has been trashed and her Gran (uncredited) is being taken away to hospital in an ambulance. Anne races to get the news from hospital nurse Sash (Marie Armstrong).
Anne returns to tidy her Gran’s room, where she asks Morse if someone knows, if someone has found out where they are, but he reassures her that no-one knows that doesn’t have to. Seven, two of whom are in this room …
No manners, no rain, heat, worms:
When Anne asks what he’s doing there, and who did this to her mother, Morse says they’re just two old friends from England come to look them up, see how they’re doing. Fine, says Anne, now go away, snapping at Lewis that she wants two sugars in her tea.
Anne: “Two!! … Please … sorry, been here so long, I’ve forgotten my manners.”
Lewis asks about Anne’s mother, saying that his aunty had a stroke and was as right as rain in six months.
Anne: “Doesn’t rain here… I’m sorry. It’s the heat. I just can’t come to terms with it somehow. Leaves me …”
Lewis: “Not cold surely…”
Anne (exasperated sigh): “…Wrung out …(then to Morse) ... kids out here you know they get worms …you have to worm them …thought you’d forgotten all about us…”
Morse says he just wants a word with Mike, and she says he’s gone fishing. Morse can’t recollect him fishing in the old days.
Anne: “No, it’s new.”
Morse: “Come on, where’s the river if it doesn’t rain?”
Australia’s a prison:
Anne confirms Mike had a losing streak on the horses and took off suddenly. Ten years and still no change, sighs Morse, explaining Mike started off as a stable hand, and wanted to be a jockey, but somebody stole the tea money from the tack room. Anne denies it, and Morse sardonically tells Lewis about the importance of getting the facts right. “One wrongful accusation could lead to a whole life of crime.”
Anne: “It was only ever petty crime with him.”
Morse: “There was nothing petty about the Abingdon bank raid Anne!”
Anne: “Mike was an also-ran Mr Morse. He was there because other people told him to be there. You know that as well as I do.”
Morse: “You’re very loyal.”
Anne: “Well what else should I be? When you got Mike to grass ... ”
Morse: “We persuaded him Anne …you and me together …this is what you wanted ...”
Anne: “Yeah well, you saved him from one sort of prison, but you condemned us both to another. Sentenced for life, that’s what you gave us Mr Morse. A real old-fashioned marriage. I’m stuck with him, and he’s stuck with me… did you ever marry?”
Anne: “You should try it.”
Sash calls Anne away.
Lewis: “Doesn’t sound like much of a new life you gave her.”
Morse: “No… the promised land full of promissory notes ...”
A fried out Kombi:
After more musing, the local cop Sergeant Scott Humphries (John Jarratt) drives up. On their way across to the vehicle, Lewis notices a yellow Kombi van.
Lewis: “Oh that’s what we need …”
Morse: “What for?”
Lewis: “Driving around Australia …you can buy ‘em second hand.”
Morse: “Where are you going?”
Lewis: “Just want to find out how much they’re going for.”
Morse (exasperated): “Lewis!!”
Lewis backs away, missing seeing the driver Paul Matthews (Con O’Neill), seen at the funeral and barely visible through the window glare of the Kombi.
Lewis: “Yeah, you buy them cheap in Sydney, then spend a year driving all around, looking …takes at least a year, apparently …”
Morse (impatient): “We haven’t got a year Lewis! Mr Justice Rowson’s inquiry starts next Monday week!”
A kangaroo cop:
Mike Harding’s station wagon is on the move through the bush as Sergeant Humphries questions Sash.
The sergeant talks in an un-Australian way about someone coming into Gran’s room somewhere between “half two and half three”. Morse mocks him:
Morse: “Watch carefully Lewis, a kangaroo cop leaping to the wrong conclusion.”
As Sash is sure it wasn’t Mike, Humphries turns to Morse.
Humphries: “And what about these gentlemen? See them walk in?”
Humphries: “Suspicious characters. They drink orange juice.”
Morse: “Only when they’re driving.”
Humphries: “Glad to hear it. Scott Humphries, Hereford Police. I hear you’re friends of Mike and Anne’s”
Morse: “Word gets around pretty fast in Hereford.”
Humphries: “It’s a small town. Anyone drinking orange juice on Melbourne Cup day…see Mike this afternoon?”
Humphries: “It’s a pity. He’s gunna need a good alibi. Do you mind me asking why you didn’t tell the Hardings you were coming?”
Morse: “Well we were just passing through and I remembered this was where Mike and Anne lived and …”
Humphries: “Well you’ve got to be going a long way from anywhere to be passing through Hereford … mate! What are you fellas doing in Australia anyway?”
Morse: “British government commission. Looking at the way you fellows ranch cattle… with the change of climate coming …the greenhouse effect, we think that there’ll be a lot more cattle ranching in Britain.”
Humphries: “Well I hope you haven’t bought that Mad Cow’s disease with you.”
Humphries walks off.
Lewis: “You think he bought that?”
Morse: “What do you think he thought we were? Policemen?!”
Walkabout and betting shops:
Morse and Lewis check on Gran with Sash - not too good - and see Humphries questioning Anne about them, with Humphries asking if Morse is the reason Mike’s “gone walkabout.”
Humphries asks if he’s an old flame, and calls Morse over to assure Humphries Mike’s not a violent type, but Humphries says he should see what Mike did to the TAB at Martin’s Creek the last time he went AWOL.
Lewis: “TAB’s like our betting shop.”
Morse establishes money’s not the motive - Sash says there’s nothing to take - and Humphries says they’re going to have to call in the “D’s” from Trumble. Anne says they all want to take to Mike
Anne asks Morse for a ride into town, as Humphries whispers an aside to Sash:
Humphries: “You ever hear of cattlemen drinking orange juice Sash?”
Hereford NSW, with milk bar and slide guitar:
Anne, Lewis and Morse are in a milk bar, as Morse explains his real reason for wanting to talk with Mike - information he may not know he knew. It’s a question of finally doing justice.
Lewis explains the AIDS problem, and Morse says it’s Larry who should have been in prison - she knows as much as he does - but she’s nervous about Mike giving evidence again. Morse suggests a screen.
Anne: “Ooh, you think a screen’ll make a difference? I thought 12,000 miles’ll make a difference. No Mr Morse, sorry. It may not look much, what we have here, but we’ve survived and I want to keep it that way …thanks for the offer …if anyone needs me I’ll be at home … suggest you go on home yourself…”
Anne walks out into the street and Morse follows her.
Morse: “Anne, you can’t think I’ve come half way around the world to give up this easily. What are you afraid of? No one here will know anything about it ...”
Anne: “You don’t know what it’s like, waking up every morning, seeing the sunshine, and suddenly remembering. Ten years of wondering who’s going to come around the corner …”
Lewis: “Well you can’t be frightened here, surely?”
Anne: “Those people have long memories!”
Morse: “You have my personal guarantee Anne, what more do you want?”
Anne turns and walks away, telling Morse that Mike will say what she says, and Morse threatens to go to Humphries and tell him everything.
Anne: “You’re a bastard Morse. Always were.”
Morse: “We made a pretty good team last time. Are you going to help me or not?”
Anne: “Don’t know where he is …if I did, I still wouldn’t tell you. But I don’t.”
She walks away to twanging steel guitar, and Morse suggests that Lewis offer her a lift, using his fabled northern charm, while he goes off to talk to the Hereford police.
Cattlemen at the cop shop:
Humphries: “Yeah well I knew you weren’t cattlemen, not in those shoes.”
Morse spins a yarn about being a private detective, with an inheritance and his client not wanting the money to go to the bookies.
Morse asks Humphries about a son, and learns about David, who left home and now works as a roustabout at a place about an hour away. Morse says his client might skip a generation and leave the inheritance to the kids.
Morse: “Well if it’s only an hour, I might make a visit.”
Humphries: “That’s an hour by plane, mate, and you’ll have to wait until tomorrow morning ‘cause there’s no lights on the landing strip.”
The Tilehurst Gazette in Oz:
Later young Karen Harding is cycling through the town. Anne tells Lewis to stop, but Karen is off to do her laps.
When Anne arrives home, the phone is ringing
She races inside but it’s Phil after Mike.
On the verandah, Lewis picks up The Tilehurst Gazette with a front page Local Man in Jail AIDS Death.
Morse and Lewis book into a motel - Morse knew he’d come in useful for carrying luggage.
Lewis mentions The Tilehurst Gazette. Names and addresses, subscription lists. And somebody wanted Lily Marchant’s son-in-law’s new name and address urgent.
Morse connects it to the hospital ransacking and the persons unknown after Mike, and Lewis points out that Anne is right to be afraid.
Night, and the sinister yellow Kombie van lurks outside Anne’s house.
Anne puts Karen to bed. Karen mentions doing her laps, and Anne says watch out Hayley Lewis.
Karen asks when dad’s coming home, but Anne doesn’t know.
As Anne lights a fag, Humphries arrives - her friend Morse thought she might need some protection.
Morse visits a shearing shed:
Day. A light plane takes off, as Karen does her laps, and Humphries leaves Anne, and Lewis drives up.
Anne asks Lewis how he can bear to work for a bastard like Morse.
Lewis: “He’s trying to help you.”
Anne: “He’s trying to help himself. He’s a bastard.”
Anne offers him a cup of tea, as Lewis reveals his name is Robert and his friends call him Robbie.
Anne: “Yeah, I can imagine that.”
Lewis starts playing with the kids, as the light plane lands on a grass strip.
Morse arrives at a shearing shed, where country music is playing and sheep are being shorn.
After the documentary footage, Morse asks the shearing foreman (Paul Hunt) where David might be.
The foreman calls Dave Harding (Noah Taylor) over to see Morse.
Morse (over the raucous music): “Can we go where we can hear ourselves speak? … It’s about your father.”
The Magic Pudding:
Back to Lewis, reading from Norman Lindsay’s The Magic Pudding:
'A puddin'-thief, as I've heard tell,
Quite lost to noble feeling,
Spent all his days, and nights as well,
In constant puddin'-stealing.
'He stole them here, he stole them there,
He knew no moderation;
He stole the coarse, he stole the rare,
He stole without cessation.
'He stole the steak-and-kidney stew
That housewives in a rage hid ...
Lewis stops to listen as Anne answers the phone …the kid urges him to keep going as Anne urges the caller to keep his nerve.
He stole the infant’s Puddin’ too …
A few more lines are blurred as Anne puts down the phone and offers Robbie some more tea ...
'He lived that Puddin's he might lure,
Into his clutches stealthy;
Out at the shearing shed, Morse and Dave are talking under a gum tree.
Morse: “Do you remember much about England?”
Dave: “Oh I remember my name… Stone. Remember yours too. You got us out here, right?”
Morse: “I suppose so.”
Dave: “Yeah well …they all hate you for it.” (He lights a fag).
Morse: “And what about you?”
Dave: “Nah, I think it’s good. England’s finished.”
Morse: “Is it?”
Dave: “A crowded little island somewhere off Europe. Who cares?”
Morse asks Dave about Humphries’ ideas - Dave dismisses him as a goon - and then Morse asks Dave why he left home. He just wanted to get away from Mum, Dad, Humphries “the whole bloody lot of them.”
Boomerang Bill and a big country:
Dave tells Morse he doesn’t know where his dad is and he doesn’t care.
Morse: “I don’t believe that, that you don’t care.”
Dave: “He’ll turn up, Boomerang Bill, that’s what we call him. He always comes back.”
As they walk to the light plane.
Dave: “He’s compulsive. Stuck in habits you can’t break.”
Morse: “Where did you get that?”
Dave: “Aah, school psychiatrist. Only intelligent person there. She reckons Dad loses on purpose, because he feels trapped. If there’s no escape well what the hell does it matter what you do?”
Morse: “Do you feel trapped?”
Dave: “Why should I? I got out. It’s a big country. There’s a lot to explore. It’s wilderness. Unmapped. I like that.”
Morse (sighing): “But … it’s so … empty …”
Dave: “That’s why I like it. You can listen to yourself. Really feel your heart beat.”
Morse: “If your father does get in touch, you’ll let me know…”
Dave: “Oh yeah, may be …”
Morse: “Any message for your mother?”
Dave: “Oh … you can tell Karen I love her if you like …”
Steel guitar as Morse walks to the light plane.
Karen emerges from the pool after laps.
Back to the shearing shed and Dave gets a phone call.
Karen rides past kids jumping off a bridge into a river.
Gran is still intensive care, as Sash tells Anne she’s a lot worse.
Karen arrives home, with news of her laps, drinking water from the tap … as she hears creaking floorboards.
The light plane lands …and Morse catches a taxi with a sign promoting 2LF.
Anne is distraught.
She’s back home and Karen is missing.
Lewis discovers her swimming togs, then puts a cassette tape into a toy tape player.
They hear a begging message from Karen saying there’s someone wanting to talk to dad, within 24 hours …
Anne bursts into tears and Lewis consoles her.
Morse arrives to see Anne sobbing.
Cut to the Hereford police station, as Detective Inspector McAllister (Max Phipps) and Detective Warrender (Peter Browne) arrive, hoping it’s not a wasted trip and learning from Humphries that the old lady is dead.
Oh shit says McAllister. And they still can’t find Mike Harding, adds Humphries.
At her home, Anne is railing at Morse saying he lied to her and that someone from England has found out where they are.
He says they don’t know that, but she says “what crap Morse, what really brought you out here?”
Morse says he told her, he wants to stop a lot of villains from getting out of jail and for Mike to give the evidence that will nail Larry Nelson and put him in there with them, and he wants Justice Rowson to hear the truth.
Anne accuses him of lying the whole time.
Morse says someone less polite than them is after Mike and pleads that it’s vital they find Mike first.
Anne says she’s going to the police, and Morse says they will have to tell the police who they really are.
She asks for a lift to the police station, but out at the car Lewis whispers to Morse that she’s still lying - she knows where Mike is - earlier this morning he phoned her.
This is the BBC:
At the Hereford cop shop, Glen McAllister questions Anne about the events.
Morse says they should be worried about Karen, and they should get something on the local news tonight. It’s the only way to communicate with the kidnapper and Mike Harding at the same time.
Morse: “In fact make it the national news. Mike could be anywhere.”
McAllister: “Why not make it the BBC World Service?”
Pommy teetotaller pain in the arse, economical with the truth:
Morse proposes a blackout on the murder, to avoid the killer panicking, and an SOS for Mike Harding that his daughter’s dangerously ill - the kidnapper will understand, even if Mike doesn’t (Lewis’s idea) and at that point McAllister jokes that he thought that Scotty was running a one man station.
Humphries: “Yeah, I thought so too.”
McAllister: “Well, who’s the pain in the arse?”
Humphries: “Private detective from England … drinks orange juice.”
McAllister: “Funny how all this should have started the minute a Pommy teetotaller pain in the arse blows into town, eh?”
Morse: “Look we have to find this man before …”
McAllister: “You don’t have to do anything mate. You’ve just gotta sit back and let the professionals get on with their job ...”
Anne: “He is a professional …”
Cover blown, Morse shows his ID, saying they’re here on confidential business. McAllister tosses the ID to Warrender with a sigh.
McAllister: “Been a little economical with the truth with one of our fine Australian policemen, Chief Inspector? Hey (handing the ID back)… Can I see your authority from the NSW police?”
Morse: “I’m afraid the business is so confidential I have to keep it even from them …if you want to check with the High Commission”
McAllister (laughing): “Ooh, they’re in Canberra. I’m afraid even the British High Commission can’t give you the right to carry out an investigation in New South Wales …”
(Warrender answers the phone, as McAllister agrees to have a quiet little word with the Chief Inspector, as Warrender reports a recommendation from head office that sounds just like Morse’s ideas. When Lewis notes it, “just what you suggested sir,” McAllister erupts).
McAllister: “Yes sir, you did sir, didn’t you sir? What a clever Pommie bastard you are sir.”
Warrender gets down to business with Anne and Humphries.
Cut to the countryside and Mike Harding’s panel van on a rise as country music plays … “eighteen big wheels of love heading for your front door” by Breaker Breaker and the Road Trains.
After back announcing the great track, the radio announcer for the “best in the west, 2KR” reads out an SOS message for Mike Harding.
Back in the cop shop.
McAllister: “Hasn’t anyone told you Chief Inspector? Transportation stopped a hundred and twenty years ago … Jesus, I mean if you’ve got to go on sending your crims abroad, why not New Zealand? I mean, nobody’d notice there …”
Morse: “The Hardings liked the sound of Australia.”
McAllister: “Yeah, well I don’t like the sound of them (sighs) Have you got any idea who this Larry Nelson might have sent?”
Morse (shrugging): “Could be one of twenty people. Probably someone I don’t even know ...”
McAllister: “So we’re looking for an Englishman in Australia …! Ah well, it shouldn’t be too difficult. They’re lettin’ just about anyone in these days. Poms are a small minority …(sipping from the water cooler) … so …almost the first thing this Anne Harding did when you got here was tell you a lie ...”
Morse: “A small one apparently but not the only one …”
Lewis recalls the phone call about Anne saying keeping their nerve …
McAllister: “Well if you ask me, her daughter’s perfectly safe …”
McAllister: “In my experience when two people go missing from a small Australian town, they’re usually together …especially if there’s family trouble. I reckon the girl’s with her father …”
Morse: “In my experience fathers don’t kidnap their own children, except in divorce cases.”
Lewis: “It could explain a lot though sir …”
Morse does a beat.
McAllister (sarcastically): “Yes sir, explain everything sir …”
Morse: “For God’s sake, why would he get his daughter to record a message in which she pretends to be kidnapped, in which she says we have to find Mike Harding!”
McAllister: “To scare the hell out of his wife!! It’s the so … it happens!!”
Morse: “It’s ludicrous.”
McAllister: “Mr Morse, you’ve been very helpful. If you’d like to call around in the morning, I’ll let you know how we’re getting on …sir! You are a visiting private enquiry agent, remember?!!”
The radio announcer replays the SOS message to Mike Harding, as we see the bound Karen tied up in the back of the yellow Kombie van.
Pascal v. beer:
Morse arrives back at the motel saying McAllister’s an idiot and Lewis reminds him it is his territory: “You don’t have any jurisdiction.”
Morse: “You can’t keep crime within bureaucratic boundaries. God, it’s hot in here …”
Lewis: “Well switch on the air conditioning.”
Morse: “I don’t know how to work it …”
Lewis (pointing): “Three positions … low, medium, full blast.”
(As Lewis goes)
Lewis (leaning back in): “Yeepp!”
Morse: “Don’t say that! You’re not an Australian! Why is she lying?”
Lewis: “To protect him, you said.”
Morse: “From whom?”
Lewis: “From us.”
Morse: “But we don’t represent any kind of threat …”
Lewis: “Perhaps we do…”
Morse: “Well then what?”
Lewis: “When he phoned, she seemed to think he might be losing his nerve. You don’t think he’s the sort of guy might top himself?
Morse: “No, wrong odds… no, when it comes to the great perhaps, Mike Harding’ll follow Pascal .. ”
Lewis: “Who’s that? A tipster?”
Morse: “Pascal, Lewis. Blaise Pascal, a French philosopher of the seventeenth century.”
Lewis: “Not much use to us then.”
Morse: “He said that there were no good and sufficient reasons to either believe or disbelieve in the truth of religion. It was just a toss-up whether there was a God and an after-life and all that …(Lewis: “Oh”) … but the safer bet is that there is one, because if there is, you win, and if there isn’t, it doesn’t matter anyway… Neat, don’t you think?”
Lewis: “I think you’re suffering from a serious shortage of beer.”
Morse: “A real gambler will always choose life over death Lewis …”
Lewis: “What do you think, about God ’n that? Do you think there’s a God?”
Morse: “ Well er I think …there are times when I wish to God there was one. A just God, a God dispensing justice …I’d like to believe in that ...”
Lewis: “I’m off for a swim … I’ll see you at dinner…”
A dinkum pub BBQ:
Lewis turning a steak on the pub’s barbecue and drinking a VB.
At the bar, the barmaid (Shayne Foote) is explaining to Morse that the Rhine Reisling is very popular.
Morse flicks through a wine guide and asks for the Mount Adam Chardonnay, then heads out to Lewis.
Morse: “My doctor says I can’t eat that any more.”
Lewis: “And you a cattle man!”
Morse: “I suppose I’ll have to have chicken. I hate chicken. What do I have to do?”
Lewis: “Go over and see that girl over there, she’ll give you a portion to cook.”
Morse: “Cook?! Do I have to cook myself?!”
Lewis: “‘Fraid so …”
Morse heads off but is intercepted by Dave, who explains he caught the mail plane in …he tells Morse his dad’s in trouble and he thinks he knows where he is, but he hasn’t got a car.
Not an Oxford college:
Back in the motel, Lewis asks if Morse is going to call the Aussie detectives, but Morse says the boy came to see him, and he wants to see the boy’s father on his business, which is not within McAllister’s jurisdiction.
“Just as the kidnap, as you so kindly pointed out, is not within mine!”
Lewis warns of risk, but Morse says he can look after himself.
Lewis: “Don’t you think we should let them decide what’s best? This isn’t an Oxford college.”
Morse: “Why don’t you get back to your steak Lewis? It should be just about leathery enough for you by now …”
Steel guitar, as Morse and Dave drive through the town, and then head off into the bush.
Lewis has a schooner or three:
Lewis turns up at the cop shop to ask Warrender about Anne, and learns she’s been taken down to the hospital.
Lewis visits Anne and sees her asleep in a hospital bed, as Humphries says she’ll be fine, “she’s not your average sheila.”
Lewis says it’s a bit early for bed, and asks Humphries if he fancies a beer.
Lewis is in the pub bar complaining about the long hours, as country music plays.
Humphries: “And you have to work for that bugger Morse.”
Lewis: “Oh it doesn’t help.”
Humphries: “He’s an arrogant bastard. I mean I, I, don’t know how you put up with it …”
Lewis (shrugging): “Well you get used to him.”
Humphries: “Nah, I couldn’t take it…I mean, no offence, but a sergeant with you mob is some sort of gopher …(laughs) Christ, does he expect you to pick up his undies when he drops ‘em on the floor?”
Lewis: “Not quite…”
Humphries: “Yeah, but you have to call him sir …”
Lewis: “Yeah … well …I call him a lot of things …”
Humphries: “Look mate, I’ve got four hundred square mile of territory, all mine …”
Humphries: “Yeah. And I know half the people by name, and they all know me! Scott Humphries carries bags for nobody! Now some smart ...”
Lewis (interrupting): “What’s the pay like?”
Humphries: “The pay? Lousy.”
They both laugh, and Lewis offers another schooner.
Hey Blue, Humphries yells to the barmaid.
Out in the bush Morse’s car headlights pick out the road.
Morse wonders where the hell they are … they haven’t seen a house for fifteen miles.
Troubles of the heart:
Back in the pub, the cops are drunk.
Lewis: “Me wife, me wife, she’s not from the north.”
Lewis: “Nah, I met her when I came down south, you see …but she’s a good lass for all that.”
Lewis: “Yeah well, a wife … you need a wife in this job …with all the stress and that. You need the stability, man.”
Humphries: “Yeah …yeah, well that’s easier said than done …Robbie, I mean, you’ve got to be um you know, she’s gotta be …(explosive sounds indicating ‘free’)…”
Lewis: “Oh yeah …”
Humphries: “The troubles of the heart …that’s always been my problem …troubles of the heart …(showing his empty schooner) ...go another one?”
Out in the bush, Morse and Dave arrive at a quarry. They head down into it…
Drunk Lewis and Humphries stumble into the street.
Lewis: “It’s the tin roofs, man!”
Humphries: “What about them?”
Lewis: “Look, I don’t think I’d ever, you know, I don’t think I’d ever get used to them.”
Humphries: “Oh everyone says that. Couple of months, they think they’ve never seen anything else …”
Lewis: “That right?!”
Humphries: “Yeah …it’s what’s under the roof that matters Robbie … if you’ve got the right woman, this is the best little country in the world. The best!! The right woman (drunkenly) … why is it that the right woman is always shacked up with the wrong man, eh? eh? (he walks off then looks back) Come on Robbie, what are you doing?” (They walk off with Humphries saying something like “got the slip there” and Robbie agreeing).
Out at the quarry, Morse and Dave reach the caravan where Dave thinks his father is hiding.
They discover Dave’s father, Mike, dead.
It’s New South Wales:
The yellow Kombie van on a country road, as the cops converge on the quarry.
Warrender’s questioning Dave.
McAllister’s questioning Morse.
Morse can’t believe Mike killed himself. Larry Nelson’s hit man’s made it look like suicide, and they’ve come all this way for nothing.
McAllister moans about the footprints at the crime scene, and reminds him it’s supposed to be a New South Wales inquiry, not a British one.
McAllister says they should keep the murder quiet. Morse says the kidnapper already knows, he killed Mike. McAllister erupts - if he knows about the killing, how come he’s still got the girl?
McAllister: “You can worry about your bloody Pom inquiry mate, I’ve got to worry about her …see ya back in town.”
An Australian policeman!
Morse: “What’s happening to me Lewis? (sighs) I don’t know what I’m doing any more ...”
Lewis: “Well, if he did kill himself, maybe we should try and find out why. Probably Anne … maybe that’s why he did it.”
Lewis (looking at Humphries): “I think she could have been seeing someone.”
Morse: “What are you talking about?”
Lewis: “Well, I was drinking with Humphries last night ’n I think they could have been having a thing …maybe Mike found out ...”
Morse: “Humphries?! That’s not possible, surely… he’s ...he’s a police man! He’s an Australian police man! Anyway, you heard her tell Mike she loved him.”
Lewis: “Oh maybe it wasn’t Mike on the phone. And McAllister’s right. We still don’t know where the girl is …”
An English Voice:
Back at Anne’s house, she tearfully tells Morse that what he got at his trial was lies.
Anne: “Kenny said you’d believe him, and you did, didn’t yer? Your policeman friend was dead and you wanted convictions, the more the merrier … so between us all, we killed an innocent man ...”
Morse (disbelieving): “Peter Matthews?! But Peter Matthews was guilty.”
Anne: “Peter Matthews wasn’t driving the car!! He wasn’t anywhere near the raid. He was sitting at home with his mother. (sobbing) He was a horrible man, but he thought he was irresistible …and if you did resist, he didn’t like it …he used to make passes at me. I told him to get his clammy hands off. One day he got annoyed, I got annoyed, and he started pushing me …slapping me about … and then Kenny came in. The car was driven by someone else ...”
Morse is devastated.
Anne: “Larry Nelson’s son-in-law …we shopped the whole gang except the one closest to Larry …it was our insurance … we thought we’d be safe.”
Morse: “Oh my God!”
Anne: “Kenny must have thought he found out…he always came back before …whatever happened, he always came back (full sobbing)…
The phone rings. It’s Karen calling from a public phone box in the countryside, as Matthews holds the gun to her head, and Karen sobs that 24 hours is up and he’s going to kill her, and he wants to talk to dad …
McAllister tells her to lie about the death, as Anne offers to take her place.
Morse grabs the phone and says he’s the one who put the Abingdon bank robbers in jail …he’d like to talk to him.
The man says he wants to talk to Kenny Stone. Morse offers to bring him with him …
McAllister: “Just what the hell do you think you’re up to?”
Morse: “An English voice, but who the hell was it?”
McAllister, Warrender, Lewis and Morse watch footage of the funeral on the TV.
Lewis stops the footage and recalls the man he saw driving the Kombie van. It’s the same man as at the funeral.
Morse: “That’s Paul, the younger brother. He’s got no record, nothing at all”.
The cops try to work out about how to track the van, as McAllister tells Gaz Warrender to get a message out right away.
McAllister asks Morse what he’s planning to do. Get the girl away from him, Morse says, but meanwhile they wait.
Cut to the Kombie van driving into town, Karen still tied up in the back.
Matthews gets into a public phone booth, then drives off into the bush.
Warrender gets news of the Kombi, and McAllister realises he’s heading for the siding at Barangaroo …
Lewis is having a moment with Morse on the cop verandah.
Lewis: “You don’t have to do this, you know. It really isn’t our territory.”
Morse: “But it’s my fault though, isn’t it? When justice miscarries Lewis, when injustice is not only done, but seen to be done …I’ve always prided myself I’ve never sent anyone to prison who didn’t belong there.”
Lewis: “You blame yourself too much, you know that. You’re always blaming yourself.”
Morse: “I have a lot to blame myself for. Three deaths to start with …Peter Matthews, Lily Marchant, Mike Harding … he did kill himself, and it was because of me...”
Lewis: “You don’t know that …”
Morse: “I can’t prove it, no … Anne was right though. (sighs) Ron Piegut (phonetic) and I, we started in the force together, and when he was shot in that raid, I wanted revenge. It’s a powerful emotion …it blinds you. I let myself be blinded … I have to make amends.”
Lewis: “I still think it’s too risky.”
Morse: “Hm, I’m old and unmarried and don’t understand human nature …does it matter?”
Lewis: “How old are you?”
Morse: “I forget … Robbie …”
Lewis (moved): “I’ll come with yer.”
Morse (shaking his head): “Thanks, but I’m the one he wants.”
McAllister emerges with a gun.
McAllister: “Sure you don’t want a gun?”
Morse: “There have been enough deaths in this already.”
The railway siding.
Armed cops take positions.
The unarmed Morse is walking down the railway tracks to where we see Matthews and Karen, her hands tied behind her back.
Humphries races into position.
Matthew fires shots close to Morse and tells him to put his hands up. Matthews says he doesn’t want him, he wants Kenny Stone.
Morse tells him the girl’s got nothing to do with it, to let her go.
If it’s vengeance he wants, he’s as responsible as Kenny ever was. Take it out on the guilty, not the innocent.
Matthews tells him to put his hands up, holding a gun to Karen’s head.
Morse tells him he hasn’t got a weapon, he wants them all to get out alive if possible. Matthews reminds him Peter didn’t get out alive.
Morse says he’s alone, and Matthews steps out, saying he’s keeping the girl until he sees Kenny Stone.
Morse says he can’t produce Kenny Stone, the man he wants is him, but Matthews insists he wants to see Stone.
Morse says he was the one who sent his brother to jail. “If there was anything to bring him back, I’d do it. I’m sorry.”
Matthews asks Morse if he’s ever watched anyone die of AIDS. He choked to death, he couldn’t clear his lungs, he got so thin, he couldn’t stand up, he used to be big, remember.
He accuses Morse of murder, but Morse says it’s only murder if you mean to kill. “But I thought he was guilty.”
Matthews says he killed him, and Morse asks “don’t you think it’s time to stop the killing?… This chain of revenge and death …It must break some time …and there is a way we can stop it …”
Matthews: “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Morse: “If it hadn’t been for Larry Nelson, there wouldn’t have been a raid, would there. A police officer, a friend of mine, wouldn’t have got killed. No one would have gone to prison. And Peter would be alive today…There was a man at your brother’s funeral …Bernie Waters...”
Matthews: “What about him?”
Morse: “What was he doing there?”
Matthews: “He’s a friend of the family.”
Morse: “Long time?”
Morse: “Pay for the funeral did he?”
Matthews: “What’s that got to do with you?”
Morse: “Did he?”
Matthews: “So what if he did?”
Morse: “With Larry Nelson’s money?”
Matthews: “Yeah, I dare say.”
Morse: “It’s funny Nelson only took an interest when your brother was dead.”
Matthews: “What do you mean?”
Morse: “Nelson’s son-in-law was driving the car in the Abingdon bank raid, Paul …He was the one that Peter went to prison for …the one he died for ...”
Morse: “Larry Nelson wanted your brother dead! He wanted a martyr so he could get his own gang out.”
Matthews, taking the gun off Karen to point it at Morse: “Shut up!!”
Morse: “So how do you feel about Larry Nelson now Paul?”
Matthews (agitated): “You don’t know what you’re talking about. It’s all lies …”
Matthews drags Karen out into the train tracks as the cops get ready for action.
Matthews shouts at Morse that he's only saying all this to protect Stone. He wants Stone there, or he’ll kill Karen.
Anne breaks from cover and races towards her daughter.
Humphries sees her and tells her to get the hell out of there, as he races to protect her.
Morse snatches Anne away from Matthews.
Matthews blows away Humphries and turns to Morse, but before he can do anything, he’s taken out by a police marksman …his blood spattering all over Morse.
Anne rushes to Karen, while Lewis rushes to Humphries dead on the rail tracks, as Morse holds his head in despair, says an “oh God” and looks up as the camera cranes up above him.
The camera looks down on Morse and Matthews' body, slumped between the tracks, then cranes back down to eye level …
It’s Australia, mate!:
Cut to Anne’s house.
Morse: “Was Scott Humphries the reason Mike left? Did he know why you were both here?”
Anne: “I never told him. I never told anyone ...”
Morse: “I never imagined you would. You’re loyal, you always were ...”
Anne: “I wasn’t very loyal to Mike.”
Morse: “I think you were…amazingly so ...”
Anne: “Are many marriages like ours?”
Morse: “Enough …(sighs) how would I know?”
Anne: “I’m responsible for everything, aren’t I?”
Morse: “And I … for coming here.”
They look at each other, and then Dave arrives.
Morse: “Will you come to England? We started it, we’d better finish it. For ever this time ...”
Anne nods, and he nods, stands and moves up to Dave.
Dave: “Going back to Sydney?”
Morse: “To tell you the truth, I wish I’d never come.”
Dave: "Yeah well, you shouldn’t think like that. It’s probably better we find out the truth…clear it out of the way, make a new start...”
Morse: “That’s um, that’s a very courageous attitude…”
Dave: “It’s Australia mate!”
Morse emerges from Anne’s house to be greeted by McAllister.
McAllister: “She’ll be right mate. (A parrot screeches in the distance). Good flight …”
Lewis opens the car door for a hunched over Morse.
Lewis: “Come on, you’ll be late for your opera.”
As the car drives off, the scene dissolves into Circular Quay.
The Sydney Opera House:
Lewis and Morse are walking up towards the Opera House, with Morse in suit, jacket on arm, and Lewis in short sleeves and shorts.
Lewis: “Oh it should work out quite well in fact. The wife’s leaving the kids with their Gran, we’ll have a couple of weeks to look around.”
Morse: “Right …”
Lewis: “Probably hire a van like Matthews had …see what the rest of Australia’s like. You sure you don’t mind?”
Morse (pausing at the bottom of the Opera House steps): “No… why should I?”
Lewis: “Why don’t you stay on a bit yourself?”
Morse: “I’ve got to report back.”
Lewis: “Well, you’ll be able to have a good old read on the plane without me chattering away beside you.”
Morse (nodding, forcing a smile): “Yeah …make a change.”
Lewis: “Valerie got one of those last minute plane tickets. Gets in eight o’clock tomorrow night …so I’ll be able to take you to the airport and leave the car there, pick up the van …by the time I’ve done that, she’ll have landed.”
Morse (distant): “Right … thanks…”
Lewis (sensing his alienation): “Well then I’ll be off then …enjoy your opera.”
Lewis starts to walk away ...
Morse: “It’s er, it’s an hour ‘till the matinee. What are you gonna do?”
Lewis: “Thought I’d take a ferry and have a look around the harbour. It’s one of the sights, isn’t it…?”
Morse: “Oh yes …well enjoy yourself …”
Lewis (nodding): “Right. See ya ...”
Lewis walks away, and the sounds of Der Rosenkavalier are heard, as Morse begins a lonely trudge up the steps of the Opera House.
The camera pulls back to a wide shot, as Morse becomes a distant figure in the crowd and disappears from view …
The theme music takes over, as end credits begin to appear ...