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'That's brilliant, that'
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Open on Bodie's bare belly as he performs the 'Sun Exercise'. I can think of worse opening shots. Cowley is bemused, and Doyle phlegmatic. It's highly amusing.
Cowley sends them off on a very mysterious mission with as few details as possible, informing them that if caught CI5 does not exist – they are on their own. And he shakes them by the hand, which perplexes them more than anything.
Promising start to one of my favourite episodes.
Roll credits.
The scenes at the docks as the boys go to pick up their mysterious charge are priceless. I get very distracted by Bodie having his hair slightly longer and messier than usual – I like it! – but one glimpse of the patch on the backside of Doyle's oh-so tight jeans soon brings me round again.
Really like their interactions with fellow agent Charlie, who seems even more clueless about the mission than they are. This really is a blind run.
Meanwhile at what, for want of a better word, I shall call HQ, the scenes of the room being checked for bugs and the fiddling around putting phones on scramblers never fail to amuse.
'Tinkerbell' for the large bodyguard. Fantastic. So is the be-tea-towelled man, dubbed Peter Pan, they are to escort from A to B to C, who is just completely invisible beneath his headdress.
Love Doyle testing Charlie like that, and finding him slightly wanting – could've got the drop on him.
"Why's the launch leaving?"
"I don't know. Why shouldn't it be leaving?"
"I don't know."
"Can we go now?"
"Yes, but not too fast, please…"
The double act is at it's absolute best in this story – the dialogue just zips, and the delivery of the actors is perfect, so natural and unforced, with the facial expressions and mannerisms backing it up – all those little details that make you fall for the characters, rather than just viewing passively.
An awful lot of this episode is spent driving around the streets of London in convoy – Bodie and Doyle escorting Charlie and his passengers in the limo, casual conversation thrown in to pass the time and yet very much On Duty the whole time. Especially when they pick up a tail.
I really enjoy the repartee between the Lads and Charlie – shame we never saw him again. I think that's probably one of my biggest regrets about the series: that so many random extra agents popped up here and there but were never explored any further. A little more consistency about recurring agents might have added a little something. Although having so many random extra agents does give CI5 the feel of being fairly large with plenty of resources.
"We've got two choices: either we shake them off, or we don't."
"That's brilliant, that. What if we don't?"
"They either make a move…"
"Or they don't."
"And if they don't…?"
"Then they follow us all the way there, don't they?"
"Until we reach the address."
"That's right, where we'll be like sitting ducks."
"So?"
"Okay."
Love it. Way to spell the implications of the situation out for the audience in a few terse lines of believable dialogue.
Then comes battle number one – in a fairly remote area of the route, the pursuing cars attempt to cut off the Lads' car from the limo. Cue lots of rolling over car hoods, shooting, hitting, crashing of cars, and the like.
Bodie and Doyle end up joining Charlie and his passengers in the limo, and you've got to love the scene of Charlie driving off with Bodie hanging out of the car shooting, and Doyle still on foot running to catch up and jump in. And Bodie grabbing him and hauling him in.
They reach the address with no further incident.
Then while Peter Pan has his first meeting, Tinkerbell standing guard outside the door, Bodie and Doyle stare out of a window and moodily discuss how their pursuers could have known how to find them. Were they followed? Was their destination given away by someone on the launch? Were they set up? And I so appreciate their sense of humour shining through even in difficult circumstances.
One thing about this episode I don't like so much are the interjected scenes of all those be-suited men sitting around watching events unfold on their little TV monitors via hidden cameras. Yes, Lads – you really have been set up.
The pursuers catch up, and block the exit, but are quickly spotted by eagle-eyed Bodie.
"D'you know we've got a leak in here?"
"It's not raining again? Heavy?"
"Downpour."
Way to speak in code, lol. But with Peter Pan now ready to leave, and their exit blocked, they have got a problem. Luckily, they also have a Plan.
Bodie and a man wearing a tea-towel headdress – Peter Pan, surely – sprint for the limo, and make a rapid exit, the many pursuers in, well, pursuit. And, once they've all gone, a second car (where'd they get that from?) driven by Doyle exits the grounds of the house, with no pursuers left to give chase. And Doyle also has a man in a tea-towel headdress in his tidgy little car…
And there is pride in Cowley's voice as, after seeing this on his little screen, he telephones one of the senior Suits, via scrambler, to inform him that the first rendezvous has been successfully completed.
Tinkerbell's giggling at the successful ruse is priceless. And meanwhile in the limo, the first tea-towelled man turns out to be Charlie in disguise. See – don a tea towel headdress that's suitably face-concealing, and you can be anyone!
Doyle: "Nice chap is he, your friend?"
Tinkerbell: "Oh, yeah, yeah."
Doyle: "I hope so. We're all risking our lives for him."
Curious kind of business, where you have to risk life and limb without even knowing why, in defence of someone you know nothing about. And yet they do it, without question, without hesitation. Professionals. Oh, yes.
Bodie and Charlie continue their wild goose chase, the banter continuous and the car ever more battered, completely falling to bits. But the two groups have lost radio contact, which is worrying. As Doyle and co reach their destination, Bodie and Charlie reach the end of their car's endurance and prepare to shoot out. But Charlie removes his tea towel too late and takes a shot to the chest. Bodie's fury is wonderful to behold as he holds his fallen colleague up for the shooters to see, and they instantly lose interest and depart.
Charlie: "Hey, Bodie. Who was I meant to be? Someone important?"
Bodie: "Your name is Charlie. You're *not* going to die."
Bodie takes off to get help for Charlie, while a worried Doyle, still unable to raise him by radio, escorts Tinkerbell and Peter Pan into the second house. Therein, he finds random eastern types, and the lovely Layla, with whom he is instantly rather taken. But still focused on the task at hand – needing to check the location out to verify its safety. And he doesn't like it one little bit.
"Tell Sinbad here he needs subtitles, will you?"
While Doyle runs around all over the house checking it out, the pursuers arrive at the gates, and the Suits watching on their little screens get all excited about who they can see among these would-be assassins.
"That is Doctor Hanish down there, isn't it? They will stop at nothing to kill him."
"Who's 'they'?"
"But then you can't be working for the British."
"I'm a male capitalist pig."
"Whoever you are, you're trying to save him."
"I just get paid cash on delivery."
"Why are there only two of you?"
"What, Tinkerbell? He's worth ten of me."
Snicker.
Layla decides that the British must want Peter Pan dead, and that she must help Doyle save him, and Doyle just looks ever more confused and frustrated. And then they find that the phone lines have been cut. The assassins are closing in.
And then Bodie goes dashing into that red-lit room where the Suits are sitting around watching on their little screens, all furious and frustrated.
"It's all right, I don't exist."
Cowley explains to Bodie that the man they are escorting is an enemy of Britain's allies – they can't be seen to be helping him.
"Then why are we helping him?"
"We are not. You are. We don't exist, remember?"
Bodie doesn't care – all he cares is that they need help and aren't getting any.
"Is Doyle in there?"
The building is about to be stormed, and it is clear where Bodie's priorities lie. And when Cowley turns around again, he is gone – sprinting back out of the building at high speed.
Makes me wonder exactly where all this hush-hush business is going on that Bodie knew exactly where to go!
Inside the house, arguments rage while a tense Doyle watches the door. And then the shooting begins. Most of those inside make a run for the cellar, against Doyle's advice, and he is left with Layla, Tinkerbell and Peter Pan to protect. They make a run for higher ground, upstairs.
"Now cover me!"
And not shouted to Bodie, for once.
They make it upstairs just as the door is broken down, running for their lives. It is all very tense and dramatic.
Cowley, meanwhile, goes and starts shouting at the Big Suit, the Minister, about not being fully informed about what his men would be up against. It all sounds like so much alphabet soup to me, but the bottom line is that he is Not Happy.
"What do you think my men are, kamikaze pilots?"
"George, I tried to hint to you that this could be a tough one…"
"A tough one? If I lose those boys, there will be an A1 enquiry."
'Those boys.' Go George!
Reaching the house, Bodie finally manages to re-establish radio contact, and is told that they are trying to get to the canal, over the roof. And Bodie speeds off around the back to meet them there. And steals a boat en route!
"Just what the bloody hell do you think you're doing?"
Ah, Philippa. Love her already, hehe. Bodie is all masterful, refusing to explain and demanding her keys, and she gives in and meekly gives them to him.
"What are you?"
"I'm nothing. I don't exist."
Oh, how that rankles now things have gone so completely pear-shaped.
"Who are you?"
Philippa is persistent.
"Well, if I had a bugle, I'd be the seventh cavalry, wouldn't I?"
I love that in the middle of all this shooting and desperation, Doyle and Tinkerbell stop to have an argument about which of them should be last out and hold the line. Tinkerbell wins and Doyle makes his run. And Tinkerbell is killed, saving their lives so doing, as his bulky frame blocks the window and buys them valuable seconds to escape.
My, Doyle looks good sprinting along the top of that wall…
Bodie and his boat are there to receive them, and they make good their escape.
Watch how Doyle crashes into the wall of the cabin as he makes his heroic last-second leap aboard as the boat is already moving…
And poor Philippa's boat takes heavy gunfire as they sail away.
Up in that red-lit control room…
"Have they killed them?"
"What does it matter, now that we've found what we want?"
Yeah. A little heavy-handed with the uncaring politics there. Forget that and stick to the Lads.
"They got Tinkerbell."
"Dead?"
"I don’t know – we hardly had time to clap our hands."
"I believed in him."
"Yeah, me too."
And then Doyle asks about Charlie, and about time too.
"What happened to Charlie?"
"Ah. Case of mistaken identity. The sheik of Bethnel Green's now a watering can."
"Hurt bad?"
Bodie screws up his face and waves his hand in that universal gesture of 'anyone's guess.'
"Left lung. Ah, you know Charlie, he'll be all right."
Nice. I liked Charlie.
Then Layla pulls Peter Pan's tea towel aside and reveals that he is not Hanish, prompting a priceless conversation in which no one other than Bodie and Doyle really knows who anyone else is, and they are all tense and agitated and in danger, and it is just great stuff. But no introductions can be made because their pursuers are on their tails again. Persistent, like.
Another shooting match ensues. Poor Philippa's boat. The first wave is successfully fought off, although Layla manages to take a bullet to the arm. She's more concerned about the 'impostor', though.
"Don't you know what is your assignment? Or are you just a couple of dumb bodyguards? You're being used."
The worst part is, they suspect that she's right. Why did Cowley shake their hands?
"We're expendable. But Cowley?"
"Well, we'll finish our assignment, we'll deliver the man." And my, the bitterness crammed into those words. "Then we'll find out."
"Right."
Fantastic partners moment. And I love that we get scenes behind the scenes, as it were, to show that although Cowley gave them this apparent suicide mission, although he delivered them to the lion's den and left them to their fate, he does care and is worried – even a little disgusted, both with those eagerly digesting the information learned 'at the cost of a few good men', and with himself for allowing it.
The persistent pursuers have another go, blocking the river with an unoccupied barge and forcing the weary escapees to move ashore once more, on foot and very vulnerable.
Admire that patch on Doyle's backside once more as he ascends that drainpipe…
As they make good their escape, the irate Philippa demands to know who's going to compensate her for the damage to her boat, and Bodie rather recklessly promises that he will. And gets her phone number.
Away over the rooftops they go, leading to fantastic walk-the-plank tension and Bodie almost falling a long way. More Doyle backside shots as they clamber back down. Such a great episode for showing off the athleticism of the Lads!
Bodie steals a van, they jump in the back, and off they go – and for the third time this episode Doyle isn't properly aboard as the vehicle starts moving, hehe.
"Escorts one and two calling Big Daddy, over."
Back in touch with HQ – what happened to 'CI5 don't exist'?
Cowley is relieved to hear from them, and Doyle is furious and snaps back at him.
"Can't tell you where we are, we don't exist, remember? Listen, we've got a hot potato here and we're bringing it back…. No, listen to me. It's been burning our fingers and we're putting it back, right back where we found it. And if that bucket isn't there in 20 minutes we're going to throw him in the water."
Cowley smiles as he puts his R/T down. "Good lads."
Got to love Cowley.
The bubble is broken. Now that they've made contact with their base, Peter Pan reveals that he speaks English after all, and asks after Charlie. He's an agent, just like them, and he cares. I like this man already, especially now I can actually see his face and eyes – important, that. Much easier to get a feel for a character when you can see them properly. Tinkerbell was his brother-in-law…there's a moment of solidarity. Different agencies, different countries – but they're all brothers-in-arms in that moment. It's nicely done, nicely acted. Even Layla drops her suspicion and joins in the camaraderie.
And then it's all over. Peter Pan is off on his boat, Layla gets her arm seen to, and Cowley admits that it was all a set-up, but that the information gained as a result is crucial.
Doyle makes plans to 'interrogate' Layla over dinner.
"Hey hang on a minute. I saved her life. And yours."
"Well then, you can't interrogate – you're emotionally involved!"
And that leaves Bodie…struggling to remember Philippa's phone number…
Oh how I love Blind Run. :-)
Open on Bodie's bare belly as he performs the 'Sun Exercise'. I can think of worse opening shots. Cowley is bemused, and Doyle phlegmatic. It's highly amusing.
Cowley sends them off on a very mysterious mission with as few details as possible, informing them that if caught CI5 does not exist – they are on their own. And he shakes them by the hand, which perplexes them more than anything.
Promising start to one of my favourite episodes.
Roll credits.
The scenes at the docks as the boys go to pick up their mysterious charge are priceless. I get very distracted by Bodie having his hair slightly longer and messier than usual – I like it! – but one glimpse of the patch on the backside of Doyle's oh-so tight jeans soon brings me round again.
Really like their interactions with fellow agent Charlie, who seems even more clueless about the mission than they are. This really is a blind run.
Meanwhile at what, for want of a better word, I shall call HQ, the scenes of the room being checked for bugs and the fiddling around putting phones on scramblers never fail to amuse.
'Tinkerbell' for the large bodyguard. Fantastic. So is the be-tea-towelled man, dubbed Peter Pan, they are to escort from A to B to C, who is just completely invisible beneath his headdress.
Love Doyle testing Charlie like that, and finding him slightly wanting – could've got the drop on him.
"Why's the launch leaving?"
"I don't know. Why shouldn't it be leaving?"
"I don't know."
"Can we go now?"
"Yes, but not too fast, please…"
The double act is at it's absolute best in this story – the dialogue just zips, and the delivery of the actors is perfect, so natural and unforced, with the facial expressions and mannerisms backing it up – all those little details that make you fall for the characters, rather than just viewing passively.
An awful lot of this episode is spent driving around the streets of London in convoy – Bodie and Doyle escorting Charlie and his passengers in the limo, casual conversation thrown in to pass the time and yet very much On Duty the whole time. Especially when they pick up a tail.
I really enjoy the repartee between the Lads and Charlie – shame we never saw him again. I think that's probably one of my biggest regrets about the series: that so many random extra agents popped up here and there but were never explored any further. A little more consistency about recurring agents might have added a little something. Although having so many random extra agents does give CI5 the feel of being fairly large with plenty of resources.
"We've got two choices: either we shake them off, or we don't."
"That's brilliant, that. What if we don't?"
"They either make a move…"
"Or they don't."
"And if they don't…?"
"Then they follow us all the way there, don't they?"
"Until we reach the address."
"That's right, where we'll be like sitting ducks."
"So?"
"Okay."
Love it. Way to spell the implications of the situation out for the audience in a few terse lines of believable dialogue.
Then comes battle number one – in a fairly remote area of the route, the pursuing cars attempt to cut off the Lads' car from the limo. Cue lots of rolling over car hoods, shooting, hitting, crashing of cars, and the like.
Bodie and Doyle end up joining Charlie and his passengers in the limo, and you've got to love the scene of Charlie driving off with Bodie hanging out of the car shooting, and Doyle still on foot running to catch up and jump in. And Bodie grabbing him and hauling him in.
They reach the address with no further incident.
Then while Peter Pan has his first meeting, Tinkerbell standing guard outside the door, Bodie and Doyle stare out of a window and moodily discuss how their pursuers could have known how to find them. Were they followed? Was their destination given away by someone on the launch? Were they set up? And I so appreciate their sense of humour shining through even in difficult circumstances.
One thing about this episode I don't like so much are the interjected scenes of all those be-suited men sitting around watching events unfold on their little TV monitors via hidden cameras. Yes, Lads – you really have been set up.
The pursuers catch up, and block the exit, but are quickly spotted by eagle-eyed Bodie.
"D'you know we've got a leak in here?"
"It's not raining again? Heavy?"
"Downpour."
Way to speak in code, lol. But with Peter Pan now ready to leave, and their exit blocked, they have got a problem. Luckily, they also have a Plan.
Bodie and a man wearing a tea-towel headdress – Peter Pan, surely – sprint for the limo, and make a rapid exit, the many pursuers in, well, pursuit. And, once they've all gone, a second car (where'd they get that from?) driven by Doyle exits the grounds of the house, with no pursuers left to give chase. And Doyle also has a man in a tea-towel headdress in his tidgy little car…
And there is pride in Cowley's voice as, after seeing this on his little screen, he telephones one of the senior Suits, via scrambler, to inform him that the first rendezvous has been successfully completed.
Tinkerbell's giggling at the successful ruse is priceless. And meanwhile in the limo, the first tea-towelled man turns out to be Charlie in disguise. See – don a tea towel headdress that's suitably face-concealing, and you can be anyone!
Doyle: "Nice chap is he, your friend?"
Tinkerbell: "Oh, yeah, yeah."
Doyle: "I hope so. We're all risking our lives for him."
Curious kind of business, where you have to risk life and limb without even knowing why, in defence of someone you know nothing about. And yet they do it, without question, without hesitation. Professionals. Oh, yes.
Bodie and Charlie continue their wild goose chase, the banter continuous and the car ever more battered, completely falling to bits. But the two groups have lost radio contact, which is worrying. As Doyle and co reach their destination, Bodie and Charlie reach the end of their car's endurance and prepare to shoot out. But Charlie removes his tea towel too late and takes a shot to the chest. Bodie's fury is wonderful to behold as he holds his fallen colleague up for the shooters to see, and they instantly lose interest and depart.
Charlie: "Hey, Bodie. Who was I meant to be? Someone important?"
Bodie: "Your name is Charlie. You're *not* going to die."
Bodie takes off to get help for Charlie, while a worried Doyle, still unable to raise him by radio, escorts Tinkerbell and Peter Pan into the second house. Therein, he finds random eastern types, and the lovely Layla, with whom he is instantly rather taken. But still focused on the task at hand – needing to check the location out to verify its safety. And he doesn't like it one little bit.
"Tell Sinbad here he needs subtitles, will you?"
While Doyle runs around all over the house checking it out, the pursuers arrive at the gates, and the Suits watching on their little screens get all excited about who they can see among these would-be assassins.
"That is Doctor Hanish down there, isn't it? They will stop at nothing to kill him."
"Who's 'they'?"
"But then you can't be working for the British."
"I'm a male capitalist pig."
"Whoever you are, you're trying to save him."
"I just get paid cash on delivery."
"Why are there only two of you?"
"What, Tinkerbell? He's worth ten of me."
Snicker.
Layla decides that the British must want Peter Pan dead, and that she must help Doyle save him, and Doyle just looks ever more confused and frustrated. And then they find that the phone lines have been cut. The assassins are closing in.
And then Bodie goes dashing into that red-lit room where the Suits are sitting around watching on their little screens, all furious and frustrated.
"It's all right, I don't exist."
Cowley explains to Bodie that the man they are escorting is an enemy of Britain's allies – they can't be seen to be helping him.
"Then why are we helping him?"
"We are not. You are. We don't exist, remember?"
Bodie doesn't care – all he cares is that they need help and aren't getting any.
"Is Doyle in there?"
The building is about to be stormed, and it is clear where Bodie's priorities lie. And when Cowley turns around again, he is gone – sprinting back out of the building at high speed.
Makes me wonder exactly where all this hush-hush business is going on that Bodie knew exactly where to go!
Inside the house, arguments rage while a tense Doyle watches the door. And then the shooting begins. Most of those inside make a run for the cellar, against Doyle's advice, and he is left with Layla, Tinkerbell and Peter Pan to protect. They make a run for higher ground, upstairs.
"Now cover me!"
And not shouted to Bodie, for once.
They make it upstairs just as the door is broken down, running for their lives. It is all very tense and dramatic.
Cowley, meanwhile, goes and starts shouting at the Big Suit, the Minister, about not being fully informed about what his men would be up against. It all sounds like so much alphabet soup to me, but the bottom line is that he is Not Happy.
"What do you think my men are, kamikaze pilots?"
"George, I tried to hint to you that this could be a tough one…"
"A tough one? If I lose those boys, there will be an A1 enquiry."
'Those boys.' Go George!
Reaching the house, Bodie finally manages to re-establish radio contact, and is told that they are trying to get to the canal, over the roof. And Bodie speeds off around the back to meet them there. And steals a boat en route!
"Just what the bloody hell do you think you're doing?"
Ah, Philippa. Love her already, hehe. Bodie is all masterful, refusing to explain and demanding her keys, and she gives in and meekly gives them to him.
"What are you?"
"I'm nothing. I don't exist."
Oh, how that rankles now things have gone so completely pear-shaped.
"Who are you?"
Philippa is persistent.
"Well, if I had a bugle, I'd be the seventh cavalry, wouldn't I?"
I love that in the middle of all this shooting and desperation, Doyle and Tinkerbell stop to have an argument about which of them should be last out and hold the line. Tinkerbell wins and Doyle makes his run. And Tinkerbell is killed, saving their lives so doing, as his bulky frame blocks the window and buys them valuable seconds to escape.
My, Doyle looks good sprinting along the top of that wall…
Bodie and his boat are there to receive them, and they make good their escape.
Watch how Doyle crashes into the wall of the cabin as he makes his heroic last-second leap aboard as the boat is already moving…
And poor Philippa's boat takes heavy gunfire as they sail away.
Up in that red-lit control room…
"Have they killed them?"
"What does it matter, now that we've found what we want?"
Yeah. A little heavy-handed with the uncaring politics there. Forget that and stick to the Lads.
"They got Tinkerbell."
"Dead?"
"I don’t know – we hardly had time to clap our hands."
"I believed in him."
"Yeah, me too."
And then Doyle asks about Charlie, and about time too.
"What happened to Charlie?"
"Ah. Case of mistaken identity. The sheik of Bethnel Green's now a watering can."
"Hurt bad?"
Bodie screws up his face and waves his hand in that universal gesture of 'anyone's guess.'
"Left lung. Ah, you know Charlie, he'll be all right."
Nice. I liked Charlie.
Then Layla pulls Peter Pan's tea towel aside and reveals that he is not Hanish, prompting a priceless conversation in which no one other than Bodie and Doyle really knows who anyone else is, and they are all tense and agitated and in danger, and it is just great stuff. But no introductions can be made because their pursuers are on their tails again. Persistent, like.
Another shooting match ensues. Poor Philippa's boat. The first wave is successfully fought off, although Layla manages to take a bullet to the arm. She's more concerned about the 'impostor', though.
"Don't you know what is your assignment? Or are you just a couple of dumb bodyguards? You're being used."
The worst part is, they suspect that she's right. Why did Cowley shake their hands?
"We're expendable. But Cowley?"
"Well, we'll finish our assignment, we'll deliver the man." And my, the bitterness crammed into those words. "Then we'll find out."
"Right."
Fantastic partners moment. And I love that we get scenes behind the scenes, as it were, to show that although Cowley gave them this apparent suicide mission, although he delivered them to the lion's den and left them to their fate, he does care and is worried – even a little disgusted, both with those eagerly digesting the information learned 'at the cost of a few good men', and with himself for allowing it.
The persistent pursuers have another go, blocking the river with an unoccupied barge and forcing the weary escapees to move ashore once more, on foot and very vulnerable.
Admire that patch on Doyle's backside once more as he ascends that drainpipe…
As they make good their escape, the irate Philippa demands to know who's going to compensate her for the damage to her boat, and Bodie rather recklessly promises that he will. And gets her phone number.
Away over the rooftops they go, leading to fantastic walk-the-plank tension and Bodie almost falling a long way. More Doyle backside shots as they clamber back down. Such a great episode for showing off the athleticism of the Lads!
Bodie steals a van, they jump in the back, and off they go – and for the third time this episode Doyle isn't properly aboard as the vehicle starts moving, hehe.
"Escorts one and two calling Big Daddy, over."
Back in touch with HQ – what happened to 'CI5 don't exist'?
Cowley is relieved to hear from them, and Doyle is furious and snaps back at him.
"Can't tell you where we are, we don't exist, remember? Listen, we've got a hot potato here and we're bringing it back…. No, listen to me. It's been burning our fingers and we're putting it back, right back where we found it. And if that bucket isn't there in 20 minutes we're going to throw him in the water."
Cowley smiles as he puts his R/T down. "Good lads."
Got to love Cowley.
The bubble is broken. Now that they've made contact with their base, Peter Pan reveals that he speaks English after all, and asks after Charlie. He's an agent, just like them, and he cares. I like this man already, especially now I can actually see his face and eyes – important, that. Much easier to get a feel for a character when you can see them properly. Tinkerbell was his brother-in-law…there's a moment of solidarity. Different agencies, different countries – but they're all brothers-in-arms in that moment. It's nicely done, nicely acted. Even Layla drops her suspicion and joins in the camaraderie.
And then it's all over. Peter Pan is off on his boat, Layla gets her arm seen to, and Cowley admits that it was all a set-up, but that the information gained as a result is crucial.
Doyle makes plans to 'interrogate' Layla over dinner.
"Hey hang on a minute. I saved her life. And yours."
"Well then, you can't interrogate – you're emotionally involved!"
And that leaves Bodie…struggling to remember Philippa's phone number…
Oh how I love Blind Run. :-)