Inspector Morse

..he had no idea.

- You're in a bit of a pickle, Doctor. - Mr Vaizey. Yes, I am, a bit.

- Could you get my keys out of my pocket? - Yes, sure.

Thank you.

Thanks.

- Let me take this. - Oh, thanks.

- What is all this? - It's work from my practice.

I decided to put my nights on call to good effect.

It's called moonlighting, Doctor.

Oh, I hadn't really thought...

You're joking.

I swear, Dr Martin, you're the cleverest woman in this place, yet you walk right into it every time.

- Thanks. - ls that everything?

I've got one or two things yet to get, but I can manage.

- Well, er, I'll say good morning. - Thank you very much.

All clear, Charlie. You're ready to go.

See you Tuesday, then.

- Off, then, Bob? - Yeah. I might still catch the early bus.

- I could give you a lift. - I'm going to Denfield. You're Birmingham.

- I've got to pick up some shopping first. - All right. I'm with you, then.

Do you always drive this fast, Dr Martin?

Yes, I've always loved speed, Mr Clough.

Why? Does it make you feel uncomfortable?

No, not at all.

Check all outbuildings. Hop it.

Pay special attention to lorries, vans, anything driven by a single male.

- Do you think he might have nicked a car? - Car theft was his first love.

But not his last, which is why we've got to catch this bloke double-quick.

Let's get out there and start looking.

- Morning, sir. - Has the hospital confirmed who it is?

John Peter Barrie, sir.

- Also known as The Devil’s Disciple. - Oh, God.

They discovered him gone at 7 am.

- Did they say how he got out? - No details, sir.

- But we know Barrie is as sharp as they come. - Don't we just!

- Has everyone been briefed? - Yes, sir.

We've started house-to-house searches, sir.

Patrols out. Roadblocks on all routes.

I don't want this man loose on my patch, Morse, not him.

- In my book, what he did to those women... - In everyone's book, sir.

If he comes here, we'll get him.

Lewis.

Two eggs, sausage, with beans? Right, love, that's for me.

See you next week.

Oh, thanks.

- Scrambled eggs and fried bread? - (Leaves tip)

Chief Inspector Morse, Mr McTeer,

and Sergeant Lewis.

Frank McTeer. I'm the general manager, Chief Inspector.

Will you want the ward emptied?

No, we'll have to speak to the patients, Mr McTeer. Have you any idea how he got out?

From the infirmary, yes.

He drugged my nurse, Henry Raynor, took his keys

and walked out.

What kind of drugs did Barrie use?

He was prescribed sleeping pills some months back. He...

He must have kept some aside.

- Going to Oxford, mate? - That's right.

- I could do with a lift. - Well, jump in.

I assume the infirmary is less secure than the main hospital?

Yes.

But that was never a worry.

Renwick's strengths are in the perimeter.

So what happened last night?

Mr Raynor came in at about erm...four.

He had a mug of tea with him.

Barrie said he couldn't sleep and he wanted to play chess.

He asked for some tea.

Raynor rang down to the rest room, and when Raynor went to the door to collect it,

that's when Barrie must have slipped the Mickey into Raynor's mug.

I'd like to see his room in the main hospital.

- Talk to Raynor and the patients, Lewis. - This way, Chief Inspector.

OK, then. Thanks for your help.

- Come on. Come on. - This way, please, madam.

Have you seen this man or picked up any hitchhikers?

Thank you very much.

Sergeant Lewis! In here.

Wasn't this place checked?

Only to make sure Barrie wasn't in here.

What's this?

He was writing a book,

a black Bible, he said.

I'd like to take some of this material with me.

Yes.

You allowed this? Look at it!

Chief Inspector...

The man stood up in open court

and claimed that he was acting on orders from the devil, and you allowed this?

You've had him for two years.

Weren't you meant to be curing him?

You cannot cure a man without first understanding him.

McTEER: Look, by indulging him, he opened up to one of our psychiatrists, Esther Martin.

In order to engage Barrie, Dr Martin read up on the occult.

He came to see her as a fellow believer,

and more,

as an earthly medium for some demoness.

Astoreth, he said it was. We encouraged his belief.

A demoness?

And you bought that, Mr McTeer?

Half a dozen doctors have diagnosed Barrie as psychotic.

And let me guess the rest.

In order to be seen as Barrie's friend, Dr Martin had to deliver the goods.

Sleeping pills,

entry to the infirmary on demand,

- and his ''home comforts''. - What would you have done?

We were able to go to his victims and say that he was here, locked up.

But he isn't locked up any more.

Is he, Mr McTeer?

What's wrong?

Barrie, Mr McTeer.

He might have changed his appearance.

One of the washbasins was blocked, sir.

Human hair and traces of what looks like hair dye.

Hair dye?

Barrie...was allowed to help out in the dramatic society, Chief Inspector.

Message understood.

Pringle?

We've just had a new description.

He's in disguise.

Receding red hair.

Any doubts and we check for a tattoo on the inside of his left arm.

- An inverted cross. - All right.

Good morning, sir. Can I see some ID, please? - Yeah.

What's up?

Have you picked anyone up this morning, Mr...Shaw?

I picked a bloke up at the caff just outside Denfield. Why?

Could this be the man?

No, definitely not.

No, this bloke was receding. He had red hair.

Hey, Cobbs!

Cobbsy! I think he's been here.

Where did you drop him?

I understand, but that's not my problem, is it?

Anyway, another squad car's just arrived, so something's going on.

And listen, I want a new opening. Yeah.

Are you ready?

OK. Multiple rapist John Peter Barrie

is again at large, the self-proclaimed...

devil’s disciple, whose seven-year reign of terror in the Midlands ended with his conviction

two years ago.

- Here he is! - I've got to go.

Any more information?

Inspector!

- Can you make a statement, Chief Inspector? - Has Barrie been spotted or what?

John Peter Barrie was dropped near here

- after his escape. - Dropped from what?

He was given a lift in a lorry. The driver is presently helping with an identikit.

But we know what Barrie looks like.

We did.

We now know that he was using a disguise.

You'll be given the identikit as soon as it's available.

Do you think he's still in the area?

I can't say for certain, but er...

I would ask people in the area to be both vigilant and cautious.

Under no circumstances must this man be approached.

That's about all I can say at the moment.

Can you give us the driver's name?

That really is everything for now, folks. The minute we get anything at all,

you'll hear about it.

Par for the course, when you think about it.

He's long gone, sir. We've covered the whole area and not seen a thing.

No, I'm not so sure, Lewis. He specifically said ''Oxford'' to that lorry driver.

But if he is here, why is he here?

Why not London? Why not out of the country altogether?

Did you warn that clergyman?

- Erm, Appleton? - Yes. Yes, I've arranged for us to meet him.

You'd better leave one car here.

- Get the rest back on the search. - I'll talk to the lads.

Yes, yes, yes, yes.

That's excellent. Truly.

It's so important to listen intensely.

Now... Ah, excuse me. It would seem I've got some company. Same time tomorrow.

Thanks ever so much. Well done.

Marvelous, sir.

It's Brahms, opus 18. The sextet's always a great favourite.

I thought I recognised it.

Chief Inspector Morse. This is my sergeant, Lewis.

Canon Humphrey Appleton, Chief Inspector.

I thought it might be more convenient if we met here. My own church is some way off.

Shall we go outside?

Well, I'm most grateful to you for your warning call, Chief Inspector,

but I honestly can't imagine why this miscreant should be so interested in me.

Barrie may be in the Oxford area, Canon.

And you're known to him. Your interests, I mean.

Ah, you mean the newspaper article. Do you think I could see that?

Yes, there's also...

a manuscript

and some sort of calendar.

But this is to be read on a dull Sunday over bacon and eggs.

Witches and wizards.

Eccentric.

Vaguely erotic, but essentially harmless.

You mean, there's more to it?

Well, there may be occasional carnality, and more and more drugs are used, I hear,

but not much actual rock'n'roll, Sergeant, no.

But I've been saying this sort of thing for years and no harm has come to me thus far.

I offer advice and support to people who wish to reform.

This other material, is it evidence or may I have a shufty?

I was hoping you'd ask to see it. I really do want to find out all I can about this man, Canon.

Well, you already know a great deal.