Endeavour

Stop! That isn't the way to cross the road.

If you step out here, you could get badly hurt. Or worse.

This is a pedestrian light controlled crossing.

Or PELICON crossing for short.

To cross the road, press the button... and wait.

Wait until the red man changes to the green man.

So always find a safe place to cross at a designated pedestrian crossing.

And remember, if the pelican can, then so can you.

'What Is And What Should Be' by Led Zeppelin

Next one, please. Thank you. That's lovely.

I, Charles, Prince of Wales,

do become your liege man of life and limb,

and of earthly worship.

Hello, Pat, it's Karen. Is Ann with you?

No, I just wondered

if she'd come back with Jeanette after school?

Shop!

This is where you've been keeping yourself, is it?

I was passing.

People tend to. Look, I, er... come bearing gifts.

CID closed a month after I arrived in Woodstock. Budget.

It was uniform or nothing. What about you?

You know me. I'm doing all right.

There was a piece in the Gazette.

Inter-Departmental something or other.

The Inter-Departmental Forward Planning Steering Committee.

Steering what, exactly? Resources. Manpower.

It's a sort of quasi-managerial anticipatory role.

Is it? Just shuffling paperwork, mostly.

Seen the old man?

I've called the house a few times. Left messages.

I'd have told 'em where to stick it. Would you?

Division don't like to lose police officers.

Full disciplinary, though? Busted down a rank?

It wasn't right.

And we're still no nearer to finding who did for George.

"We"? I'm here. You're there.

Thursday's at Castle Gate. Bright's at traffic.

I mean... there is no "we", nor is there likely to be.

We said... No, you said.

Heat of the moment. I meant it. Yes, I'm sure.

But it's not how it's turned out, is it?

It's never how these things turn out.

We are launching a fresh appeal to the public

to be on the lookout for Ann Kirby, who went missing on the 1st of July

on her way home from school, and who hasn't been seen since.

Now, obviously, as the days pass by, we're becoming more

and more concerned for her safety and well-being.

To that end, I would urge anyone who has any information

about her disappearance to come forward

and to contact the police.

Your call will be treated with the strictest confidence

and may be made anonymously.

If you have any information, any at all,

no matter how slight or trivial it may appear,

then, please, do contact us as soon as possible.

Now, I, er, I will just take one or two questions from the press.

Chief Inspector. Yes, Miss Frazil?

Is there any suggestion she might have been kidnapped?

Extraordinary.

Er, no. No, there's no indication that such is the case.

How are the family? Well, as you can imagine,

they're worried about their little girl.

Chief Inspector.

One at a time, please. All right. Settle down. Settle down.

Well, then, matey...

Look, let me know next time, and I'll bake a cake.

Oh, I saw Joanie. Said to say hello if I ran into you.

Started in as a trainee with the Welfare.

So, I suppose it all works out in the end.

We shouldn't let it go, what happened to George.

Well, don't you care? Would it make a difference?

Police have made a fresh appeal to the public

for information concerning the whereabouts

of missing schoolgirl Anne Kirby, aged 10.

Obviously, as the days pass by,

we're becoming more and more concerned,

for her safety and well-being.

To that end, I would urge anyone who has any information

about her disappearance, to come forward.

There's been a young man hanging around.

I think he's been sleeping in the porch. This was in the nave.

Good morning. Sergeant Morse. Mr Tingwell, is it?

Yes, that's right. Well, how can I help you?

Information room said something about a missing horse?

Skynner here was due to collect a Connemara from me this morning,

only it's not in the field.

Right, well, when was the last time that you saw it?

Yesterday afternoon. 15 hands. Grey.

Well, I can pass the description on to neighbouring stations,

and I'll keep an eye out for it, when I'm on my rounds.

I've got night class. It's important.

Got to do something for me, I can't sit by the window

and wait for someone to tell me my life can start.

I can't do it anymore.

I can't do this anymore.

I suppose I should've shut the window

upon retiring to bed, but it was really rather hot.

And one just doesn't expect that sort of thing out this way.

So, it's seven snuff boxes, and a couple of lighters.

All silver, is that right?

Doctor Sheridan? Er, yes. Yes, that's right.

But it's only the snuff boxes that have any real value.Oh.

Most of them are Victorian. Two of them are Georgian.

They're something of a passion with me. I see.

Oh, I can let you have a photograph, if you give me a moment.

Hello. Hello.

Was it the boy that did it? What boy would that be?

There was a boy watching the house from across the road

yesterday evening. Oh, yes?

And what did he look like? Like he could do with a good wash.

Yes, I knew I had a picture...

I'll be with you in a moment, Sophie, dear.

Well, I just came in for my book.

Yes, well, as you can see, the officer is busy.

I'll bring it to you.

The terrible teens!

I'm afraid the police training manual

is silent on that subject.

Shh! Shh! Shh! Shh! Shh!

No sign of her satchel? Well, we'll find it.

What do you think to the flowers in her hair?

Well, it's probably best

we leave it to them that gets paid to ask those questions, eh?

All right, mate. Thanks for your help.

We'll take it from here. If you could do something

about the nag... There's a horsebox on its way.

Well, we've got a tea-urn coming out.

If you could find a spot for that? Don't you want my report?

When the gaffer gets here. She's not going anywhere, is she?

Well, you do get about. I thought I hadn't seen you.

What's the, uh... Dead about 24 hours.

Sizeable bruise on the skull, same to her hip, too.

But nothing to say how she died at first glance.

And... No. No obvious sign.

DS Jago says you found the body? Sir.

Sergeant Morse, sir. A former colleague from Cowley.

I remember. Didn't recognise you. So?

I had a report of a horse stolen from Tingwell's Farm last night.

I was on my rounds, I saw an animal matching that description.

I came into the field, I found her, and I called it in.

Right. Fair enough. That's you done, then.

What... It's standard practice in such cases

to ask if anybody unusual has been reported in the area.

Have they? Yes, there's a young man been seen hanging around the church.

A rough sleeper. The offertory box was forced last night. Right.

Possibly drug use. I've a syringe recovered from the church.

You might... Stick it in your report.

Make sure it's on my desk by tea. And next time, try to remember

we put a cordon down, so uniform don't go trampling

all over the scene of crime with their size nines.

Standard practice in a case like this.

Right.

Fred. Guv.

Pervert?

Are you asking if there's evidence of sexual assault? Is there?

Not at first glance, no.

Be able to tell you more after the post-mortem.

Shall we say four o'clock? You can say what you like.

I'm not one for seeing kiddies carved up. Liaise with DI Thursday.

I'll brief upstairs. Can you take the parents?

If that's what you want. See you back at the factory.

He's come from robbery. Not the Lucy Clayton?

Still. It's nice to see you, Inspector. And Morse, of course.

One might've known if anyone was going to find her,

it would be him.

No.

Not my Ann.

Not my Annie.

It's a mistake. Love...

They've made a mistake.

You... You have made a mistake.

It's got to be some other girl. Tell him, Joe.

Tell him it's got to be some other girl. Come on, love...

My sincere condolences.

The body of a young girl

has been found in the countryside west of Oxford.

Police have not confirmed yet if it is that of Ann Kirby,

who went missing on the way home from her school

in Banbury on Tuesday...

My report. Syringe is in the bag.

I'll see the guv'nor gets it.

Anything? Early days. You know how it is.

Mind how you go.

You are looking at the Emily Bayard case, presumably?