Episode Summary
The murder of a CI5 agent leads to the discovery of a man dying from plutonium poisoning.
Episode Details
- Writer: Dennis Spooner
- Director: Benjamin Wickers
- Original Broadcast: UK: 03.03.1978
Cast
- Bodie Lewis Collins
- Cowley Gordon Jackson
- Doyle Martin Shaw
Guest Cast
- Benny [CI5 Agent] Trevor Adams
- Ray Kerrigan Peter Armitage
- John Fraser [CI5 Agent] Andrew Bradford
- Frank Turner David Collings
- Young Girl Brigette Fry
- Sarah [CI5 Agent] Sarah Grazebrook
- Man in Raincoat Brian Hawksley
- Jack Thorwood Malcolm Hayes
- Bob Barry Jackson
- Hunter Gerald James
- Doctor Binney Ronald Leigh-Hunt
- Thomas Black Jack Lynn
- Martin Taylor Tony Osoba
- Young Girl Fiona Reid
- Blonde Drug Addict Pamela Stephenson
- Major Tilden Barry Stokes
Quotes
[Arriving at the scene of Fraser's death]
Bodie: Had a drink with him just two nights ago. He had a premonition, you know.
Doyle: Oh, yeah? What about?
Bodie: What do you think? That he was gonna die.
Doyle: That's the safest prediction I've heard in a long time — hope you didn't take any bets on it.
Bodie: [turning away] You know what I mean.
Doyle: [looking after Bodie] Yeah, I know what you mean.
Cowley: Get over there, the pair of you, and stake it out.
[The bowling alley]
Bodie: What do we look for?
Cowley: Well, don't ask me, Bodie! That's your job, what you're paid for. Sniff hard, be alert, anything unusual...
Doyle: Yes, sir, we understand, sir.
Cowley: I should hope you do.
Bodie: Stake out.
[Cowley glares at him] Running all the way, sir!
Bodie: Okay, where do we start?
Doyle: Start?
Bodie: Hmm.
Doyle: Start what?
Bodie: Dunno.
Doyle: How many stake outs you been on, Bodie?
Bodie: Uh, not many.
Doyle: Yeah, you're lucky.
Bodie: 'n' they were just lookin' at houses.
Doyle: Yeah, well, you just look, listen, 'n' observe.
Bodie: Wha —? Do nothing, you mean?
Doyle: What d'you want to do? Announce we're on a stake out? Maybe we should just yell out,
anybody want to confess?
[Doyle suggests that they bowl seeing as they're staking out a bowling alley]
Bodie: Money?
Doyle: You played much?
Bodie: You?
Doyle: I asked first.
Bodie: Okay, loser buys drinks.
Doyle: You haven't played.
Bodie: How do you know?
Doyle: 'Cause if you had, you'd've wanted larger stakes.
Blonde Drug Addict: Got the time?
Bodie: Yeah, if you've got the inclination.
Doyle: How do you score?
[Looking at bowling card]
Bodie: I just get lucky, I guess.
[Looking at pretty girl]
Bodie: Stake outs are a waste of time.
Doyle: Yeah, well, nine out of ten of them are. Still, look at the bright side.
Bodie: What's that?
Doyle: I'm winning.
Doyle: Tell you what, Benny. Stay here.
Benny: Yeah.
Bodie: And if you're very good, we'll send a lemonade out.
Bodie: You know, I should go to work there.
Doyle: That's not what we're here for.
Bodie: Could be exactly what we're here for.
Doyle: Yeah, all right, go on. Chat her up.
Bodie: That's a very coarse way of putting it.
Doyle: Oh, you mean there's another way?
Bodie: Yes. I prefer
interrogation
, investigation
— on account of the fact that I'm very conscientious about my work. Cheerio.
[Bodie holds Doyle down bodily after he was hit by Martin Taylor]
Bodie: [to Taylor] Terribly sorry! He's terribly sorry. He drinks a lot, you know. I'm trying to sober him up. Carry on with the game.
Doyle: What're you doing?!
Bodie: What are you doing?
Doyle: I'm going to kill him!
Bodie: [rhetorically] He's going to kill him.
[to Taylor and Black] He's not well.
Doyle: I got a strike.
Bodie: [to an interested woman bowler from the adjacent lane] He'll be all right in a minute, thank you.
Doyle: All ten pins!
Bodie: Yeah, you have a ten pin strike. And blow your cover, don't you? Eh? Little David like you, smashing a Goliath into a jigsaw puzzle. How'd that look?
Doyle: Very good just now.
Bodie: Well, on stake outs, Raymond, you are a seven stone weakling and let people kick sand in your face.
[Doyle shrugs and throws up his hands] Eh?
Doyle: [grudgingly] I'm a seven stone weakling.
Bodie: Hey! Why don't we just, uh... run everybody in?
Doyle: And give Cowley a late night questioning them all?
Bodie: Yeah, that's right. We could go home.
Doyle: Where's Cowley?
Sarah: He's out. Chasing atom bombs.
Doyle: Oh.
Cowley: Well... I always say an organisation is only as good as the man at the top. And you two, you're both damned good. Very damned good.