Inspector Morse

Brenda!

How many times have I told you? Cigarettes can kill.

Oh, Mrs Stevens.

What did he say?

Now, Brenda, I was quite prepared for it and so should you have been.

Come on, blow your nose.

No-one should mind dying.

It's a perfectly natural process.

The only thing one should mind is what one's done with one's life.

Whether one's used it properly. Fulfilled oneself.

I've still got time to make a mark.

The question is, what mark and where?

There's the man I want.

Oh, Lord, what have I done now, Felix?

You've done very well. That's just the point.

I hope you've brought your checkbook.

Yes, the library. Renovation work. Very expensive, really.

Good evening, Ned.

How are you keeping? Very well, thank you.

President, you've heard me talk about Michael Mansell?

Oh, yes, indeed! How do you do?

I put you next to me. I hope that won't be too boring.

Come along, now.

Morse.

Yes.

Oh, I see.

How can I help you?

We all take for granted that Oxford is the greatest university in the world.

Hear! Hear! Of course we acknowledge

the existence of another place somewhere over in East Anglia...

But Cambridge was founded by Oxford men.

Quite so!

There is, however, another Cambridge. Cambridge, Massachusetts.

Are you telling me that the college is so broke

that it's getting its undergraduates to ring up old members

using their Christian names?!

Because if Lonsdale is reduced to selling itself like double glazing,

good night!

It's more and more to Harvard and Yale,

Berkeley and Stanford,

that the great scholars of our time are attracted.

Because these universities are very rich.

And we are, relatively, very poor.

Oxford, in fact, is looking more and more like an ancient, down-at-heel uncle.

Someone in an old and none-too-clean cardigan,

whom you ask to Christmas dinner simply for old times' sake.

Someone rather like me, in fact.

Oi, where've you been? - Mrs Stevens. She's not very well.

That's all for today.

And don't forget your Macbeth revision. All right?

"Stand not upon the order of your going but go at once."

Quietly.

Quietly, I said!

I'm so glad they let you out again, Kevin.

I hope you're planning to stay out this time.

May we at least have the pleasure of your company

until the end of the term? You can have it any time you like.

Kevin...you really are...

Happy birthday.

And many more of 'em.

Are you all right?

Yes. Yes. I...

It's just 5E.

I find you a bit of a blasted heath, frankly.

Walk you home if you like.

When I need your help, I'll let you know, Kevin.

Oh, Brenda...

You shouldn't have.

But I'm glad you did.

Ooh.

The happy birthday's not very good, I'm afraid.

I gave my wrist a bit of a bang

and I couldn't get a really good grip on the bag.

Oh, wish!

You must wish.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Let's just enjoy the cake, shall we?

Come on, sit down. Thank you.

There you are.

Mm. Delicious.

Now, Brenda,

when you say you gave your wrist a bang,

what precisely do you mean?

Have we got a name for him?

Yeah, Felix McClure.

Morning, Doctor.

Morning, Sergeant. Morse here? Not yet.

Leaving it all to you, as usual. Very wise.

Mind the footprints. First door on the right. Thank you.

Jim, when you've finished, get them to search these shrubs.

I'm sorry. There's nothing I can do.

He's been a sergeant so long he'll lose heart.

Listen, matey, I'll soon be losing bloody heart myself!

These management consultants they brought in,

they're practically teenagers some of them.

They don't know anything about policing.

"Resource allocation," they say.

And downsizing. Downsizing!

I've never heard such language in all my life.

They don't want to downsize you, sir...surely?

Here.

Look at that.

Proposals for the reduction of the ratio of senior to junior ranks.

They're doing away with chiefs, that's what it means!

Leveling us all down.

I told the Chief Constable that's not why I vote Conservative.

Does it mean he'll be reduced to a plain Constable, sir?

It means the last thing I need at the moment is a university murder.

Anything to do with dons.

They will keep coming up with bright ideas.

It takes twice as long to clear up, and costs twice as much.

So get on with it, Morse.

Oh, and go easy on Forensic. The costs have shot up now they're charging.

And what do I tell Lewis?

Tell him I'm very sorry, but for the time being all promotion is frozen.

Morning, sir.

Morning, Lewis. What's all this?

The murderer wore trainers.

Walked off leaving a trail of Dr McClure's blood.

We've got some very good prints indoors. Size 10.

Must be a man.

Reckon so. We lose them on the gravel out here.

Had a car, I suppose. Or a bike.

I've got a search going for the weapon.

Very good, Lewis.

Who else lives here?

The couple in No.1 are on holiday.

Newlyweds in No.2. They didn't get up until one o'clock.

"Bliss was it in that dawn to be alive,

But to be in bed was very heaven."

Yes, sir.

No.3 was empty.

There's an unmarried couple in No.4.

They were painting the living room with the radio on.

And the lady in there, she saw Dr McClure come in with his Sunday papers

around 9:30. Does she sit there all day?

Yes, sir.

Ah, Morse. At last.

We'd like to get the body to the lab, please.

Anything I need to know?

It's time you had a haircut.

And that tie doesn't go at all with that jacket.

You're looking for a knife.

Four to five inches long with a broadish blade.

But quite blunt.

Look at that laceration. It took more than ordinary force to break the skin.

A man, then.

What a typically male conclusion.

Come on!

You said... Women can do anything...if roused enough.

Hell hath no fury, eh?

All right, then, Lewis.

OK, lads. Lived alone, did he?

Yes, sir. Divorced. No children.

But the lady upstairs says he has a frequent female visitor. Young.

Comes and goes by taxi.

And I found these in his bedside drawer.

Too young for you, Morse.

Who says?

Your doctor.

Cottage cheese and salad.

What kind of dinner is that for a working man?

Well, you're not working now, Ted.

You've got to rest.

I'm not stopping here. Not if I don't get decent grub.

The doctor said. With your heart like it is...

I know what the bloody doctor said!

I've got to get back on the job as soon as possible.

I'll leave you to your dinner, then.

You tell that sister on your way out, I want proper tea.

Thank you, Mrs Stevens.

Well?

He wants to come home.

Of course. He can't bash you about in there.

Suffering is supposed to improve people, but it rarely does.

Rather the opposite.

When my husband thought he was suffering, he took it out on me.

That's why I've got this.

Lucky for him he went to New Zealand or he'd get the back of my hand now.

Mrs Stevens...

It...

No, it's not your business.

You...

I'm waiting, Brenda.

Come on.

No, if ever a man deserved full academic honors...

Distinguished ancient historian, I believe.

The plague in Athens and its effect on the Peloponnesian War.

Absolutely the last word.

Yes. Yes. Absolutely.

Felix's worth to the college wasn't just his scholarship, it was...

keeping all this standing.

And students and dons in it.

Books.

Do you know how much academic books cost these days?

Not to mention CD-ROMs.

Nor did I till I came back here.

I spent 20 innocent years in the City.

That's why when the college was looking for a new President

to launch a new appeal...