because of the friendship he had with my son. this is my fault. i came to him. i should never have done that. (tableware clattering) how did it go? who was that man? who?

just now. i saw you with him outside. have you been drinking? who was he? his name's eric. he lives three doors down. he comes in now and then to help out. the fuses; that sort of thing. did he "help out" whilst i was a prisoner of the japs? don't be absurd. answer me! yes. he came in. he's a neighbor. sometimes it helped to have a man about the house and eric was there. what was he, then? a conchie? no, he was wounded. he was invalided out. he didn't look injured to me. what are you talking about? john! he's at work. i want to talk to him. i want to talk to both of you. what is it?

i can't stay here anymore. mother: who is this man? and what is he doing in my house? (mutters under his breath) frank...? (door opens and closes) what is the shortest route to the strand? well... come along. i am going that way. i want you to tell me about the eternity ring.

i want to know what's going on. (man singing drunkenly inside) oy, you! (glass shatters) what is this place? and what are you? it's a private club. my son john, he works in here. uh, yes, excuse me. you're a bloody nancy boy, aren't you, huh, eh? have you been touching my son? i don't know your son. i don't know who you are. but i know what you are and i know your type, you bastard.

the doctor seems to think you'll be out in a couple of days. oh, good. what a relief, i can hardly wait. the police officers who helped you last night also spoke to me earlier. oh, god, so you know. know about what? about the club. a gentlemen's club? that's one way of describing it. the man who attacked me, he, um... yes, i know him. he's actually a decent man. he seemed to think that i... i never touched his son. it's not like that. i'm sure.

who else knows? at the office? yes. no one. i'd be... i'd prefer it, i would be very grateful, if... if they didn't find out. i don't see any reason why they should. thank you. (exhales with relief) just one thing. sir william. trust him? hmm. miss pierce doesn't. be good. frank? ruthie?

i'm so sorry. come on, let's get you home. you've heard about vlessing? he died. hmm, but not as a result of the accident. he was poisoned. pretty convenient all round, then, i'd say. sorry? vlessing being the only person directly implicated in the so-called eternity ring. well, there's nothing so-called about it. why? it doesn't exist, does it? what makes you think that? well, what else does it consist of? a handful of codenames, papers and photographs, at least one of which has been faked. yes, so you keep saying.

but i'd be interested to know how you reached that conclusion. because, a: samantha wainwright has never met vlessing; vlessing was added to the photograph. b: the production she saw at the old vic was a shakespeare production, not the cherry orchard. the v in the photograph is not the v in chekhov, as much as you'd like me to think so. it's the v in henry the fifth, which was on two weeks after gorin's defection, which is when the photograph was taken. you're not suggesting i was involved in this? well, i can't think of any other way it could have happened. can you? so vlessing is implicated, about to be questioned and he's tipped off by, i wonder, whom? you didn't want me anywhere near him, did you? why? i told you. because you know very well he'd have said he'd never been anywhere near the old vic and had no idea what the eternity ring was. and what would be the point of creating a fake spy ring? good question. you tell me. i'm not the one explaining myself. yet! if you've got a theory, foyle, i want to hear it.

but i think this may be the time to keep your voice down. william chambers? what about him? you doubt his integrity? there might be a better word? i think he's unreliable. double agent, is this what you're saying? so it's a trap. alexis gorin, genuine defector, brings genuine stolen papers from the soviet embassy to which you add a few of your own, giving the impression there's a network out there called the eternity ring. very creative. if chambers is a double agent, it's impossible he wouldn't know about it. disorientation, doubts himself, resulting in panic, errors... if you've been right, that is. this sort of thing, is it? yes.

he couldn't believe the eternity ring existed. the only way he could be sure was by making direct contact with the soviets. that's him. ...even if this put him at risk. he met a soviet agent at hanover gate. which is exactly what i'd been waiting for. thank you. drive on. so you've been in control of all this, not him, and he's behaved in exactly the way you thought? with one exception. i had set up fraser's secretary to implicate fraser himself, not realizing nor recognizing that she was your ex-driver. sir william made the connection and insisted on hiring you. what will happen to him now? he'll be replaced. and vlessing? what about him? well, he could have talked. did you have him killed?

oh! certainly not. vlessing was exactly what i told you he was, foyle. a spy. he had plenty of enemies. his death is too convenient. sometimes things work out that way. good afternoon, mrs. wainwright. i've just been talking to your husband, our candidate for the coming by-election at west peckham. what? adam? you've been selected. yes! oh that's wonderful! why? why? well, he was the best candidate. and certainly the, uh, most memorable. it's easy enough to stand in front of a committee and tell us what we want to hear. but it's very rare that someone comes in and tells us

what they really believe in. i think the two of you are going to make a formidable team. adam, i don't believe it! i'm not sure i can believe it myself. well, believe it. you have yourselves a very good day. good-bye. you did it, you're going to be an mp! well, we haven't got there yet. well, there's no question. with my help. why do i feel there's just been a huge swing to the tories? oh, don't say that. come on, mr. wainwright. first off, i'm going to make you some supper and then we're going to start work on the national health and social security. good old attlee. i'm so proud of you. i imagine you want to know why. no, i have no interest at all. well, if you've come here to offer me a pistol and a bottle of whiskey, i'm afraid you're going to be disappointed. no need, you disappear. leave the country, nobody sees you again. banishment-- how very elizabethan. and who takes over here, i wonder?

always knew you were ambitious. i would have favored beheading. fraser: i didn't expect to see you again, mr. foyle. i'm here to apologize for being at your house the other night under false pretenses. you came to spy on me. not exactly. but you'd be interested to know that you were being targeted long before i became involved. who by? intelligence. you were used in a scheme to expose an informer. it suggested that you, the least likely person in the country to help the soviets, were in fact a spy. and is that why you came here? it was a situation i was drawn into, unaware of their motives, and i was trying to do the opposite of what they wanted and show that you weren't. a spy. and were you successful? unfortunately not, because it turns out

that although they didn't know it, they were, inadvertently, absolutely right. right about what? that you're a traitor. i'm not a traitor, mr. foyle. what's your word for it, then? how have you reached your... your conclusion? by spotting the actual, genuine link between you and marc vlessing. you can get off home, phyllis. oh, and don't forget the professor's tea in the morning. he's driving up to oxford. two hours each way. he won't manage without his tea. the same flask showed up at vlessing's flat. perfect for tea, for which you may well share a mutual fascination. not so perfect in spite of the lead lining for carrying radioactive uranium samples stolen by yourself from arnwell and passed on to vlessing.

because he either opened it, or a seal was broken, resulting in the radiation leak. i'm not a traitor. i'm a scientist. you have to understand the new world we find ourselves in, mr. foyle. hiroshima. nagasaki. do you have any idea the power of the atomic bomb? we have unleashed a monster. forget the war we've just had. the next war is going to be unimaginable. it could wipe out all humanity. helen became ill because of it. i can't be certain, but she was with me in new mexico... the trinity test.

we were too close. and now she's dying. i believe this knowledge is too dangerous to keep to ourselves. we have to share it. a brotherhood of scientists, mr. foyle. that is what i am talking about. oh, i detest stalin and what he's doing, but that doesn't mean to say that i think the russians are bad people or that they deserve to be wiped out. even churchill wanted us to share this knowledge, you know. that is my vision. i am doing what i am doing for the safety of mankind. well, call it what you like. you'd understand why not everybody would agree with you. you've told them? mi5? no. but you're going to tell them? since you believe that your knowledge and vision

should be shared, you might find it liberating to tell them yourself. yes. yes. to make an example of myself, regardless of the consequences. that might be the way. i think it will have to be. good-bye, mr. foyle. i'm glad to have met you.

mr. foyle... may i ask where you're going? the hotel. then home to hastings. let me give you a lift. pierce: i'll come straight to the point. i want you to stay with mi5. what on earth makes you think i'd do that? well, you always wanted to be part of the service. i applied once during the war and was rejected. they had their chance. this is no time for hurt feelings. this is business. you're very good at what you do and i'd like to work with you. i haven't got the requisite capacity for deceit. precisely! i need someone i can trust. well, that would be mutual. point taken. oh, come on, foyle! what's your alternative? what are you going to do for the rest of your life? fish?

bigger fish to be caught here. what about america? well, the howard paige situation means that you're not on the fbi's most popular list, but we can deal with them. there's a polish airman out there, flew 40 missions for the raf and as a result finds himself in a situation he doesn't deserve. i'll see what we can do. anything else? i'd need a driver. you owe it to her. so do i. the work we're doing matters. i appreciate our methods may not be to your liking but... it's not our fault.

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( clapping to music ) ♪ let's look around ♪ what will we see? ♪ round every corner, a discovery ♪ ♪ whoa, there's no place i'd... ♪ ♪ rather be ♪ oh, yeah ♪ well, it's a big wide world ♪ and it's waiting ♪ for me and you. cusack: one afternoon, peep, chirp and quack were busy watching water flow around a wading pool when peep got a little too curious. hmm... whoa! watch out! whoa! ( grunts )

don't worry-- if you fell in, i'd save you. nothing beats a duck in water! ( giggles ) that boat is beating you. not for long! ( peep and chirp cheering ) yes! quack wins! of course. i have the power of duck feet! ( hums a fanfare ) ( yells )

thanks for coming to say good-bye. good-bye? today's the day i'm heading out to green island-- amazing green island, the ducks' paradise. ( sighs ) non-swimmers can't come. peep: is green island really as amazing as you say? better. i don't know enough words to say how good it is. chirp: peep... i wish i were a duck. doesn't everybody? are you sure we can't come? you could, if you could swim. good-bye! ( quacking ) ♪ i'm swimmin' and smilin' ♪ because i'm goin' to green island ♪ ♪ i'm rhymin' "smilin'" and "island" ♪ ♪ i'm just too happy to be caring. ♪ oh! ( humming )

he can swim like a duck, but he sings like one, too. i wish i could swim like that. look at him go, just like a boat. ( sighs ) hmm... chirp: peep... i know what you're thinking. we could both go in that boat! forget it. i don't feel safe in any water that's not a birdbath. cusack: but peep, being peep, couldn't forget it. ( peep groaning ) whoa! cusack: on that day, peep became the first small, round, yellow ship's captain in history. ( whistling "sailor's hornpipe" badly )