" Left!" "Right!" "March!" "March!" "Halt!" "Right turn!" " Devell!" " Sir!" " Guzzwell!" " Sir!" " Shea!" " Sir!" " Jenkins!" " Sir!" " Hepditch!" "Hepditch!" "All right, where is he?" "Hepditch!" "[ Men laughing ]" "I'm not disturbing your well-deserved rest, am I?" "Hepditch!" "Buck up, Hepditch." "Hepditch, what's wrong with you?" "They're just giving you a hard time." " Sir, this kind of behaviour is in direct contravention of basic Newfoundland Ranger protocol procedure." " See?" "That's what I'm talking about." " What?" " With that kind of attitude, you're just asking for it!" "[ Men laughing ]" "[ Laughter subsiding ]" "[ Men laughing ]" "¶ Good people, I'll sing you a song ¶" "¶ About the poor people How they get along ¶" "¶ They fish in the spring Finish up in the fall ¶" "Postmistress." "Yes, ma'am." " The poor sheep cut to pieces!" " Sheep." "Mutilated sheep." "I'm sure it was very upsetting, yes." "Let me see here at mutilated sheep central." "Mutilated sheep, Avalon District..." "Mutilated sheep, St. John City..." "Mutilated sheep, Coastal Labrador?" "How the Christ do they get sheep in Labrador?" " I don't know exactly, sir, but I believe several were intr" " Shut up!" " What?" " No, ma'am." "Not you." "Oh, here we go, Mrs. Bishop." "According to our records, this is the 4th" "No, 5th such incident that's happened at Swyer's" " The Stranger did it!" " Pardon, ma'am?" " The Stranger did it, Ranger!" " Hmm." "We'll send our best man to Swyer's Harbour." "As soon as possible, ma'am." "Good day." " No!" " No?" " Five sheep mutilations in the last year?" "What those people need is a head doctor or a veterinarian, not a trained criminologist." " If she don't shut up soon, someone's gonna have to pick her up by the head like a rooster and swing her around until her neck breaks." " Calm yourself, Calvin." "Don't worry," "Millie'll be all right now that the doctor's here." " Sir, I'm the top fingerprint expert in the entire country of Newfoundland!" " You're the only fingerprint expert in the entire country of Newfoundland, Hepditch." "Hey, I wonder, can you dust for prints on a sheep?" " That wasn't on the syllabus." " This is your chance to find out if you can lift a print from an ungulate!" " I'm pretty sure you can lift a print from anything as long as" "[ Men laughing ]" "See, it's always-- I come in here..." "Sir, I am in here this morning to tender my resignation!" " Don't be so foolish, Hepditch!" "This is your chance to kick-start your career!" "Some missus has already caught the culprit." "Got him right by the doodleaddles." "The Stranger did it, see?" "The Stranger, boy." " What does this got to do with my resignation?" "I went to Ottawa in good faith, sir." "I studied with a crack team of forensic investigators." "I got top marks!" "I got the wherewithal and the training to solve crimes!" "Important crimes!" " See, that's your problem, Hepditch." "We got no crimes, let alone important crimes." "What we got is a shitload of mutilated sheep, and a train that leaves in half an hour." " I can't go to Swyer's Harbour!" "I resigned!" " You're not going..." "Get in!" "Get in there!" " Ow!" "¶ Have you been to Jesus for the cleansing power?" "¶" "¶ Are you washed in the blood of the lamb?" "¶" " Oh, Doctor Melrose, you're here!" "You should come quick, sir." "Triffie..." " All aboard!" "I'll give you a hand with that." " No, that's fine, thank you." "I can manage fine." "Quite capable." "[ Grunting ]" " All right, here we go!" "[ Train whistle ]" "All aboard!" "¶ Life is like a mountain railway ¶" "¶ With an engineer that's brave ¶" " Dr. Melrose, Swyer's Harbour." " What can I do for you, Doctor?" " The body of Tryphenia Maud Pottle was found washed up on the beach this morning, discovered by young Billy Head." " We've just sent Ranger Hepditch on the westbound express to Swyer's Harbour." " Already?" " On that sheep business." " I'm afraid it's something more serious than the mutilated sheep now, Ranger." " We'll try to get word down the line." "¶ Make a strong and an honest man ¶" "¶ Break down and cry" "Poor little fingerprintin' bugger." "Christ help him." "First time out, he's heading right into it." "Guzzwell, Jenkins, take the next westbound to Swyer's Harbour." "Chancey, try to contact the railway." " Negative, sir." "The lines are down." " [Hepditch]:" "Mutilated sheep?" "I'm a certified criminologist, for Pete's sake!" "Why send me?" " Nuttle!" " Sir!" " Shea!" " Sir!" " Hepditch" " Sir!" " Ah!" " Sorry, sir!" "Towel?" " Ranger!" "Ranger!" "I got a woman in labour up ahead in the dining car." "You'll give me a welcome hand with her, I expect?" " Ah!" "Yes, certainly." "Labour." "I didn't faint!" "I just got up too quickly is all!" "Thank you." "Ah!" "[ Train whistle ]" "[ Loon call ]" "¶ Life is like a mountain railroad ¶" "[ Wolves howling ]" "¶ An engineer that's brave" "[ Cow mooing ]" "I'm not scared!" "¶ I'm your ranger I'm your ranger ¶" "[ Foot splashing in water ]" " [O'Mara] I wonder, can you dust for prints on a sheep?" "Baa!" " It can only get better from here, 'cause it can't get much worse." "Ah!" "Help." "Help." " Oh, he thinks it's the sheep." "No, Ranger." "I'm afraid you won't be here looking into some commonplace garden variety sheep shagging." "No, it's murder now, Ranger." "Murder." " Murder." " Murder." " Oh, for God's sake, man." "Here." "Come on, here." "We'd better get back so you can view the body." " That's fine, thank you." "Not right now." "You may not believe this, but I'm not very good at that sort of thing." " Hmm?" " To tell you the truth," "I don't have much of a stomach for it." "You know... dead bodies." "Ah!" "[ Chuckling ]" " You'll get used to it." "Mmm!" "Want a drink?" " No, thank you." " Suit yourself." "As you can see... she didn't drown." "She was in the water, all right." "Perhaps a day or two." "You can see that from the state she's in." "But there was no water in her." "See?" "Hmm?" "What there is, is 4 stab wounds." "See for yourself." "To a depth of, what would you say?" "Three, four inches?" "You want to stick your fingers in the wounds?" " What?" " Doubting Thomas." "[ Laughing ]" "Biblical joke." "To ease down the tension." "You know, break the mood." " Oh." "Heh heh." " I'm just asking you if you want to calibrate the depth of the wounds." " Uh, no, that's fine." "I'm fine, thank you." "[ Clearing throat ]" " So, how would you like to proceed?" " Um..." "I guess dusting for prints is out of the question." " You're right." "Sure?" " No, thank you." " The poor little thing was well and truly dead before she ever hit the water." "She had only the mental gear of a 4-year-old, you know." " But she was what age?" "Fifteen?" " Yeah." "They brought her straight here." "Oh, should you not be taking notes on this, Ranger?" " Uh, I'm keeping it all up here." " Oh..." "That's reassuring." " Yes." "But now that you mention it..." "Oh!" " Well, she was missing for almost two days." "There was some attempt at a search party, you know." "Dragging the harbour with cod jiggers." "And pitching out loaves of bread, that sort of thing." " Bread?" " Yeah." "It's a kind of religious thing." "Something in the scriptures about" ""Cast thy bread upon the waters..."" "[ Laughing ]" " "It shall return to thee after many days."" "They actually believe that now, in 1947." "That a loaf of bread will float until it comes to a standstill over a drowned body!" "It's a bit medieval, isn't it?" "A piece of the Dark Ages trapped here for all time among the rocks." "Trapped here, trapped..." " Oh, Ranger." "My lady wife, Grace." " Oh!" " Excuse me, please." "I've got to go." "Quaint practices." "Quaint." " Ranger." "This way." " Yes, Ranger." "Quaint." "Oh!" "Percy..." "[ Bottles clinking ]" " [Hepditch]:" "Ah!" "It's OK." "I'm OK." " Anyway, casting loaves of bread got them nowhere." "It almost had to be young Billy Head who found her." " Why's that?" " It's about all the young guy does:" "Prowl along the beaches, skulk through the woods, with that dog and axe and gun of his." "Sorry, that way." "If it grows, he chops it down." "If it moves, he slaughters it." "I can't see how there's a trout or a partridge left." " So this Billy Head found her..." "Who saw her last?" "Any talk around that, Doctor?" " I would venture to guess, Ranger..." "You want a drink?" " No, thank you." " To guess that..." " Ranger..." " I was one of the last persons to see Tryphinia Maud Pottle." "Is there any mix, Gracie?" "OK, there it is." "Yes, I was saying that I was one of the last persons to see Tryphinia Maud Pottle," "Young Triffie, in a vital state." "If you could ever the poor young creature that." " So, you saw her last, Doctor?" " Yeah." "Pastor Pottle, her dear old dad, sent her along to me." " That's the second time this month." " She had an ulcerated sore on her hip the size of a saucer." " Last month it was two broken ribs." " The Lord God Jehovah's self- appointed vicar made her walk!" "I patched her up, offered to drive her back, but I think she would've died first." "Well, she did anyway." " Oh Percival, you might as well say it." "Everyone knows." " Including the Ranger, I suppose, my dear?" " That monster of a father of hers found out that poor little girl had taken a stick of gum from a doughboy." " A doughboy?" " Yeah." "There's still a small detachment of American Navy types out on the point." " Doctor, what sort of knife would you say could've made those wounds?" " Ah!" "Nice question." "Ah, a common hunting knife." "Fairly standard in these parts, I'd say." " By the way, no insult sir, your accent." "You're not from here, are you?" "Are you French?" " Brilliant piece of deductive thinking, mon cher Watson." "Guilty as charged!" "See, I told you." "Yes Ranger, you'll have this case cracked wide open in a jig's time." " Nob?" "For the love of God!" " Shh!" "Grace, please." "[ Yawning ]" "[ Doctor and Grace arguing ]" " [O'Mara]:" "Buck up, boy." "What is wrong with you, Hepditch?" "[ Phone ringing ]" " I'm a Ranger." " Doctor Melrose." " ¶ I'm a Ranger" "¶ I've come to save you all" "¶ I'm your Ranger I'm your Ranger ¶" "¶ Protecting Newfoundland" " Wait a minute." "Hepditch!" "It's the Ranger Station for you on the line!" " Uh..." "Thank you!" " The express passes through at 07:00." "I'll have it stopped, you get on, come back here." "Guzzwell and Jenkins will be leaving first thing on the outbound." "They'll handle the investigation." " But sir, I'm here." "I've just seen the body." "I've already started the investigation!" " Oh, really?" "Well, what have you got?" " What?" " Whodunit?" " Well, I'm going to find out!" " Get away, Hepditch!" "You couldn't find out where your arse was if you used both hands, a compass, and a Boy Scout." " But sir, basic protocol clearly states the crime scene cannot be left unattended." "Now up in Ottawa" " Stick Ottawa up your back passage and be on that train at 07:00!" " Guzzwell and Jenkins won't be here till 8:00 tomorrow night!" "They'll be nobody here." " Yes." " So you're saying it would be better to have nobody here than to have me here." " Yes." " Well..." "That's not right, sir!" " What?" " What you're saying!" "I'm better than nobody, sir!" " Drink, Ranger?" " Might as well." " Ah..." " No." "No thank you, Doctor." "I have an investigation to conduct." " Investigation?" "Now?" "Now, at this hour, Ranger?" "4:00 in the morning?" " Sir, where might I find young Billy?" " Still in his bed at this hour, I'd say." "Nobody's up yet, not even the sun." " Well, Dr. Melrose, I'm not nobody." " Be afraid, Ranger!" "Be very afraid!" "It's 4:00 a.m. The hour of the wolf!" "[ Howling ]" "[ Chuckling ]" " Excuse me." "Sorry." "Have you seen my notepad?" " No." " Ah!" "[ Clock striking ]" "Now then, Billy." "You were the one that found Tryphinia Maud Pottle, aren't you?" "At about what time was it, Billy, when you found the body?" " Dunno." "About half-past 2:00?" " And what brought you here to the beach?" " Birdin', sir." "And checking' me rabbit snares." " So Billy, you were walking along..." " Shut up, will ya?" " And you found the body." "Now was it in the water, or out?" "Half in, half out?" " Sir, I had a gun on a shellbird, bloody ol' dog was barkin' at she, he dove, I lost 'em," "It was he found she." " What?" "Huh?" " Me dog, Brandy." "It was he found she." "[ Dog barking ]" " Oh, I see." " Oh my God!" " So your dog was barking at the body." "You went over, and what did you see?" " She, sir." "Young Triffie." "Oh God, no!" "Oh, Triff!" " What did you think?" "What was the first thing you thought must have happened?" "What flashed through your mind?" "Yes?" " I don't know." " Come on now, Billy!" "Here was a body, of a little girl, dead on the beach!" "You must've wondered what happened to her!" "Didn't you wonder if she'd fallen into the water, or if she jumped in, or maybe she was thrown in?" "How did you discover that she might not have made away with herself, that she did not commit suicide?" " Oh, Triffie, you never..." "Oh, Triffie, you never made away with yourself!" "You were made away with." " Let's get on with this then." "So you dragged the body up the beach, and then what did you do?" " Then Old Man Washbourne come." " Old Man Washbourne?" " Yeah, he only live 2 or 3 gunshots from here." " Triffie?" " Yeah." "Dead, sir." "Told he to keep an eye on her." "Foxes might get at her." "Crows have the eyes picked out of her." "Before those seabirds have her torn apart." " All right, Billy." "Good." "Let's say you and me take a walk up to Old Man Washbourne's, Billy." "Do you own a hunting knife?" " Yeah." " Ah!" "Ah!" " Mr. Washbourne, sir?" "[ Knocking ]" "Thanks." "Oh, Jeez!" " Good God, Billy!" "What's the matter with him?" " A fit, sir!" "He takes this kind of fit." "Here, look!" "Give him tablets." "Here, give him that." "I've seen him before, see?" "Quick!" "Just shove it down his mouth!" "He tries to kill you, see?" "He don't mean nothing by it, though." "Only when he takes them fits does he do that." "Help me get him up." " Huh?" " Thank you, sir." "And you too, Billy-boy." " Do you got me stout woman book, sir?" " It's right there on the table, William lad." " Oh yeah, thanks." " Pray, be seated." "I assure you I won't lunge." " Thank you." "So how well do you know him, sir?" " Know him?" "Know him!" "Good God, Ranger." "I hope you don't mean "know him" in the Biblical sense." "[ Chuckling ]" "Yes..." "No, no..." "The first time that lad came to my door, he was pretty much terrified." " I see." "And when was that, sir?" " Last summer, sir." "July." "He came to me, I believe, because he had to talk to someone and there wasn't a single person in his blesses natal seat down there he could talk to." " What was the matter?" " Billy went to Dr. Melrose's clinic to have a tooth drawn." " And the Doctor will whip out his scalpel and snickity-snick!" " Off would come young Billy's manhood." "With the curious provisory, Ranger," "Mrs. Melrose would have his John Thomas on a stick if Billy so much as thought of, shall we say, getting a leg over the late lamented Pottle damsel." " Good Lord!" "Mrs. Melrose certainly didn't strike me as the kind of" "Do you believe that yourself, Mr. Washbourne, sir?" " Oh, indeed I do!" "Yes!" "Mrs. Melrose would be capable of anything you could imagine." "That woman, sir, is a flaming drug addict." " Now look here, sir!" "I must caution you, Mr. Washbourne." "What makes you an authority on drug addiction?" " There was a fire." "I was in the fire." "And for months afterwards, they pumped me full of God-knows-what." "It took years, Ranger, years for me to unhook myself from that blessed curse." "Or is it a cursed blessing, do you think?" "Yes, my dear man, I know a little of the subject." "And the doctor is a bottle-a-day man." "It's common knowledge, sir." "And she is a pin cushion for a syringe." "The poor, damned pair of them." "A little sherry, Ranger?" " How did it happen?" "How did they get themselves in such a stew?" " But slowly." "Very slowly." "You see, the Melroses came here about 20 years ago from someplace in Quebec." "It was the great adventure for both of them." "The whole Albert Schweitzer business." "Off to some terribly remote area to do good work among the natives." "And for perhaps 10 years or so, it was a jolly good show." "But then the place started to close in on them, and it dawned on them that they were trapped." "And of course the Doctor's scalpel got shakier as his hooch consumption grows." "I wouldn't be surprised now if sooner or later" "Dr. Melrose got the bounce." "And they'll be nothing more for him then." "He'd never doctor again." "Not even cutting cats in Saskatchewan." " Triffie!" " Billy..." "Billy lad, get up now." "It's a new day here in this veil of sunshine and shadow." "[ Sheep bleating ]" "[ Bleating ]" "[ Humming ]" "[ Bleating ]" "No!" "No!" "There we go." "It's all right." "I bet Sergeant O'Mara will be impressed when he sees those prints." "Yup, he'll see Hepditch in a whole new light from now on." " It would be better to have nobody doing this investigation than young Hepditch." " Ah!" "Ah!" "You idiot!" "You idiot!" "You stupid, stupid idiot!" "How could you be so stupid, you stupid idiot!" "Oh, good one, idiot!" "Great!" "The evidence went in the idiotic water and now its wet!" "Idiot." "You stupid idiot." "Ah!" "Hello?" "Hello, Dr. Melrose?" "[ Clock chiming ]" "[ Clearing throat ]" "Dr. Melrose!" "Oh, shag it." "It's what I'm supposed to be doing anyway." "OK..." "L-M-N-O..." ""Pottle, Tryphenia Maud."" " [Doctor's voice]:" "Broken arm." "Patient reported falling down stairs." "Two broken ribs." "Patient reported falling again." "Fractures..." "Contusions..." ""Dear Percival..."" ""Much obliged for your letter on the 23rd." ""I trust your dear wife..." ""I was somewhat alarmed, Percy," ""when I recently picked up a newspaper" ""and saw a picture of Reverend Wilfred Pottle widower, father of the child Tryphenia Maud Pottle" ""Do you remember, Percy, some years ago," ""a couple, Mr. and Mrs. Head, wanted to adopt." ""They sent you a boy, the bastard child of the same Pottle" ""and a young woman of this parish." ""My jaw dropped, Percy," ""when I realized the Pottles had moved to the very town" ""where the child they once gave up for adoption was placed."" "[ Door opening ]" " [Doctor]:" "Right this way, Mrs. Piercy, Brenda..." " Go on!" "Get in!" "Get up there!" " That's right." "Take another drink!" "Look at your hand shaking like two butterflies!" "Sweet Jesus, I wouldn't trust you to slice bologna!" "Doctor!" "Doctor!" "Whiskey, doctor!" " So, ladies, what's it today?" " Morning, Dr. Melrose, sir." "What is it today?" "Sweet adorable Jesus, Doctor." "If I live through this, I suppose I'll live forever." "Sit there, you nookie-crazed harlot!" "And don't you move one single inch!" "No good you diggin' in your Godless fornicatin' heels now, my girl!" " Please calm yourself, ma chere madame." "Which one of you is the patient?" " Do I look like the sort of person, Doctor, who hangs around Aunt Millie Bishop's haybarn in broad daylight, skirts hitched up to me hindquarters, showing' the world what I got, and what I don't show, I points to?" "Sit steady, Miss Fallen Woman, and take what's coming to you!" "In the full knowledge, Doctor, that Vincey Bishop, war or no war, would shove it into anything with a hole and a heartbeat just as soon as look at it." "Do I look like that sort of person to you, Doctor?" " So, let's cut the pleasantries, Mrs. Piercy." "You're saying that Brenda here has been interfered with, so let's see." "Oh yeah..." "Um, take your clothes off, Brenda." "I'll have to examine you right now." " Take your clothes off, says you!" "And look, ready to welcome!" "See what I mean?" "Jesus, what did I do to raise a youngster like this one!" " Please!" "Mrs. Piercy, please!" "Can you step out with me just a minute?" " Hussy!" " I've had enough of this." "This way, please." "I'm sorry, Mrs. Piercy." "This is not the first case I've seen involving" "[ Sneezing ]" "[Doctor]:" "Nasty piece of business since he's come back." "Maybe he got a sniff of gas..." " What?" "What?" " Shh..." "Sorry." " Who did it, Ranger?" "The stranger, Ranger?" "Strange Range..." "Saint Ranger?" "[ Sneezing ]" "Gesundheit." " Thank you." "Thank you." "Civil day, Ma'am." " Civil?" "What, Ranger..." "Clever Ranger to have found civility here." "Sherlock Holmes." " Yes, well, Mrs. Melrose, ma'am..." "Um, see, I've just come... back." "I've just come back to poke" "To poke something up." "In my room!" "I just" " See..." "I've just come to poke this up in my room." "Heh heh!" "Yup." "OK, then I'm off, like a shot." "¶ Have you been to Jesus for the cleansing power ¶" "¶ Are you washed in the blood of the lamb?" "¶" " Little bastards!" "Eat, eat, eat!" ""Outport Murder." "Pastor's child slain."" "[ Sneezing ]" "¶ Are you walking daily by the saviour's side ¶" "¶ Are you washed in the blood of the lamb?" "¶" "¶ Do you rest each moment in the crucified?" "¶" "¶ Are you washed in the blood of the lamb?" "¶" " [Doctor]:" "Yeah, Pastor Pottle, her dear old dad, sent her along to me." " [Mrs. Melrose]:" "That monster of a father of hers found out that poor little girl had taken a stick of gum from a doughboy." " [Mrs. Walsh]:" "Now you take notice of the name and address on that shocking piece of filth!" " [Hepditch]: "W.H. Pottle, Swyer's Harbour, Newfoundland."" "Are you Wilfred Henry Pottle?" " I am not, sir." "Our pastor is at home, with his private thoughts and his God at this time." " Is he expected here?" " He'll be here soon enough." " Oh." "I'm afraid I can't wait." "I got to take a dart up to that American base." " The Americans." "What evil they are, Ranger." "Beguiling serpents." "Satan-sworn fornicators." " Yeah, I guess you could call them that." "Or Yanks." "Would you be good enough to inform the pastor that I want to see him?" "I'll return within the hour." "Thank you." " Sweet Jesus!" "How many young ones?" "How long has Pottle been at it?" " Ten." " You're in this up to your neck too." "Why didn't you speak up before?" "Neville!" " Ah!" " Get the Chief Ranger here right away!" "Move!" "[ Exhaling ]" " Can I help you?" " Jumpin'!" "Enough food to feed an army!" " Well, enough to feed the Navy, anyhow." "Banana?" " Huh?" "Thanks." " Maybe you should peel it." " Um... no." "This is the way I prefer it." "Peel on." "It's where all the nutrients are." "Hmm..." "Mmm.." "Good one." "Thank you." "It's sweeter than the one I had in Ottawa." "It's good." "[ Inaudible ]" "Thank you." "Now then, I have an appointment with Commander Wahlberg." " Miss Piercy, you've finally returned." " Sorry, sir." "I had a doctor's appointment." " Oh hi, Ranger." " Hi." " Ranger..." " Uh, Hepditch." "Ranger Andrew Hepditch." " Hepditch." "What can I do you for, buddy?" "Huh?" "You smell that?" "It kind of smells like wet sheep or something, huh?" "¶ Button up your overcoat" "¶ When the wind is free" " Ranger..." "Ranger..." "Ranger!" "Ranger!" "¶ Be careful crossing streets" "¶ Don't leave meats" "¶ And cut out sweets" "¶ You'll get a pain and ruin your tum-tum ¶" "¶ Keep away from bootleg hooch ¶" " I'd just like to take a look at some of your personnel files." "Nothing to it." "Small formality." "Our records show there was a little trouble a few years ago." "Some of your lads and one of our girls down there." " Well, I have got nothin' to report." " Oh." " You got my word on that." "You a scotch drinker, Sargeant?" "Huh?" "Quite a partnership we got there, huh?" "English-speaking peoples." "Showed Gerry what's what, huh?" " Yep." "¶ Button up your overcoat" "¶ When the wind is free" "¶ Take good care of yourself You belong to me ¶" " "Sweets for Mom's sweetie." "Hugs and kisses, Mom."" "Aw..." "Oh..." "[ Gasping ]" " Commander," "I was wondering, you got just a small tidy-up crew here and yet you're a commander, Commander." " Got a problem with that?" " Huh?" "No!" "No!" "No." "See, I got this murder I'm dealing with, Commander and it would just be really nice, if I could..." "No." "I really must have your cooperation with this." "One way or another." "[ Laughing ]" " One way or another?" "Well, excuse my grasp on international affairs there, Ranger, but just how many divisions do you have up that really soggy sleeve of yours?" " Uh, nothing at all up my sleeve, Commander." "But the worst-kept rumour here is that there's some pretty nasty stuff, like atomic bombs, behind all that barbed wire out back." "Now there could be a whole lot of attention falling on a very small place like this." " What kind of attention?" " Well, the kind of attention that could be prevented with a little help between friends, sir, Commander, you." " Right." " Miss Piercy, could you get the MPs in here to show Ranger Hepditch the way out." " I don't need an escort." "I know the way." "Thank you." " Psst!" " Oh." "Hi." " Young Triffie's file." " Thanks!" " You got a stick of gum?" " Hmm!" " Ah, Ducky Piercy sending' for "The Lord's War."" "All we need in this once-tranquil community." "is the Salvation Army setting' up shop." "[ Millie talking ]" "Speak of the Devil and his horns will appear." "Day Pastor Pottle." "Sorry for your trouble, sir." "It took the heart right out of me body when I heard the news." "Indeed it did." "Wonderful sorry for your trouble" " Trouble, Madame?" "Trouble?" "Tryphenia is this very day safe in the arms of Jesus." "Trouble?" "Oh no." "I rejoice in the Lord, and I am glad." " Yes, you're perfectly right there, Pastor Pottle." "That's one way of looking at things, I suppose." "If you're happy and you knows it, clap your hands." "[ Clock chiming ]" " [US Commander]:" "Investigated, 21-28 March," "Pottle, religious fanatic." "Founder: orphanage, Whitbourne." "Daughter:" "Tryphenia Pottle." "Evidence of physical abuse." "Troubled." "However, no evidence of fraternizing with our men." "The girl was seen with young local boy, William Head." "Local law blind and undemocratic." "Case closed." "General caution issued:" "All personnel regarding civilian relations particularly with the feeble-minded." " Oh..." " Here you go!" "And here you go, and there you go, sir!" " Is this all?" " Yes, I think so." "Yeah." "That's the works." "Why?" "Was you expecting something else, Pastor Pottle?" "Was you expecting a parcel, or anything?" "Something else?" "My, it's something fierce the way the mail is served these days." "Them trained hands, they slings it about!" "I think sometimes they jumps up and down on it for a bit of sport." "Things go astray, things get broke open." " Welcome, everyone, to the monthly meeting of the Swyer's Harbour Ladies' Auxiliary." "I've asked Mrs. Oral Head to chair the meeting today as I don't think that our president, Mrs. Melrose" " Just when I thought I could bear no more!" "No more slack-jawed imbecility, no more beastial ignorance or even the most basic of social graces!" "After all I have done to show you ignoramuses some semblance of respectability!" "And now this!" "This filth falls in my lap!" "And oh, the Ranger!" "A merciful God invented the Black Death for a place like this!" "Filthy acts!" "Little boys, little girls..." " I know you're up on your last nerve, ma'am, but I don't think the Ranger" " No, you don't think, Mrs. Piercy, because I found this abomination hidden in the Ranger's room!" "[ Women gasping ]" " Look, I'm not saying nothing, but the Ranger come to my door, it wasn't even dawn, and took my boy away." "He wouldn't even let young Billy change out of his pyjamas." "And when Billy come home, we couldn't get a word out of the poor little fella!" " You see?" " Brenda said that he was cooping down behind the Doctor's screen." "when she was stripped down for the doctor to examine her." "I didn't believe her of course, but now..." " I saw him in the middle of the field with a flock of sheep." " Unnatural, dark stranger!" "Stranger!" "Saint Ranger!" "Saint Ranger, Stranger!" "Where is he now?" "What evil is he perpetrating upon the innocent children of Swyer's Harbour?" " Tryphenia is safe now." "Safe again from the idle and the blasphemous tongues of the ungodly and the unsaved of this Satan-ridden place." "Safe from the whore-mongerers and the fornicators, like that boy of yours, Mrs. Bishop." " What's that you just said?" "What's that you just said about my Vincey, you sanctimonious, God-bothering' frigger!" "And he over there in foreign parts giving his life's blood for King and country!" "And then for a specimen the likes of you..." " You get back you..." "You witch of Endor!" "You scurrilous harridan!" "You arsenicker of Satan!" " You can't daunt me, sir." "Not one little bit." "Because my God is my God, sir." "And after what filth and dirt just came out of your mouth about my Vincey, my country's hero," "Well, I could take your blasted tambourine and ram it right down your throat, and jump right down after." " Please!" "You soulless sickened Jezebel!" "You fornicator with the Antichrist!" "You devil-ridden bitch, you!" " Frighten me, would ya?" "Fat blasted chance, sir, 'cause I got the heart and the stomach of a mother, sir." "And a Swyer's Harbour mother on top of that." "You thinks no one knows what happened that time that poor little creature got her ribs broke." "You thinks everyone in Swyer's Harbour" " Stop!" "You stop in name of Jesus!" " You skitter the Jesus out of here, excuse my French!" "You skitter on out of here or I'll..." "I'll ream this broom handle right through your flaming'" "Now get!" "Get!" "Get!" " Curse of the Eternal Damnation!" " Not bad for a Church of Englander." "Oh!" "Oh my God!" "Vincey!" "Oh, Vincey sugar!" "Vincey honey!" "I think your mommy's having a heart attack, honey!" "Vincey!" "Oh!" "Get up, honey, and come down and get mommy a glass of cold water!" "Vincey!" " Fuck off!" " Oh..." "Poor little sweetheart." " Here we go, Ranger." "Pork chops à la Melrose." "My specialty." "Bon appetit." " Thank you." " You're welcome." " Doctor, I'm at the end of my rope." "I'm out of time and I'm no closer to collaring the perpetrator." "And I've discovered that the wounds in Young Triffie's back aren't at all consistent with the size of a standard hunting knife." " No?" " No, no." "The wounds in Triffie are much smaller in width and circumference." "[ Phone ringing ]" " Hello, this is Sargeant O'Mara from Whitbourne." " Who?" " Dr. Melrose?" " No, it's not the doctor." "It's the Postmistress." "Common enough mistake, sir, 'cause we got nearly exactly the same two rings." "[ Women talking angrily ]" " Doctor, as I was saying, some new evidence" " You care for a drink, right?" "Come on!" "Come on!" "Ah, excuse me, Ranger." "It's the end of a long day." " Thanks be to God, Sergeant, you caught the bitch's murderer!" " This is an emergency!" "For pity's sake, we've got to contact Ranger Hepditch!" "He must arrest that flamer Pottle, get him to Guzzwell and Jenkins." " Two more Rangers coming towards this once-tranquil community." " Get off the line!" " Doctor, tell me the truth." "You think a second autopsy would do us any good?" "[ Phone ringing ]" " Don't move." "Dr. Melrose!" " O'Mara here." "Ranger Hepditch, please." " Oh, yes." "Yes, wait a minute." "Telephone call for you, Ranger, sir." " Hello?" " Hepditch, listen." " Ah, Sergeant O'Mara!" " Ranger Hepditch!" " By the way, Sargeant, you can lift a print from a sheep." " This is an emergency." " What?" "I can't make you out!" " Arrest Pottle!" " Pottle, yes..." " He's been molesting the orphans!" " Molesting the orphans?" " Yes, right under our noses." " Good God, sir!" " I want you to pick him up." " Yes sir, I'll pick him up." " Thank you." " Unclean spirits!" "[ All yelling in agreement ]" "Helpers of the Antichrist!" "Where do we cast the Ranger?" "Out!" "Cast him out!" "[ All yelling ]" " If he's going to be out all hours of the night tonight he'll be out in his bare feet!" "[ Knocking ]" " Sure I can't give you a hand, Ranger?" " Hello, Ranger!" "Off for another sick tryst with one of our local underage halfwits," "Saint Ranger?" " What is that in your hand?" " As if you didn't know, Ranger Hepditch." " I must warn you, Mrs. Melrose, that is an official document!" "You're tampering with the King's evidence!" " Oh, that's what they're calling this filth these days?" "The King's evidence?" " Please get out of my way, Mrs. Melrose!" " You're interfering with" " I'm interfering with?" " With the process of justice!" "Look, Mrs. Melrose!" "You're wrong, madam!" "That's not my property!" "AS the investigating officer," "I seized that document at the post office!" "That's the property of one Wilfred Henry Pottle!" "Now if you'd kindly get out of the way," "I'll go collar the bugger!" " Where's he going, Perce?" " The pastor." "He's gone off to arrest him." " He think's Pastor Pottle killed the girl?" " He just found out that Pottle's been buggering the bejesus out of those children at that orphanage he runs in Whitbourne." " Oh, Percy." "Percy..." "What a relief!" "What a blessed relief!" " Well, I guess we could call it that." "[ Mob yelling ]" " Hey!" " Oh!" " What is she doing?" " What in the name of God are you doing?" " It's what the French women did all the time to the Nazis!" "You've seen it in newsreels!" "You've seen it!" " Haul your drawers up from around your ankles." "Compose yourself." " He's getting away!" " I was just expressing in an outward way, my inner feelings of disgust!" " Is Pastor Pottle here now?" " No." " I'll wait." " You may wait if you wish, Ranger." "But the polite thing would've been to have asked." " You're right." "I should've asked." "At what time then are you expecting the pastor?" " He'll be here, Mr. Ranger." "He'll be here." "The abominations of this cursed place, they weigh heavily upon him." " Oh." " You see, there's evil here." " Yes." " Yes, Mr. Ranger." "The evil one is alive and kicking in Swyer's Harbour here today." "And it looks like he's winning." "Yessirree, bob!" "It looks like the great serpent is winning." ""And they shall be tormented with fire and brimstone" ""in the presence of the holy angels" ""and in the presence of the lamb."" "¶ There is a fountain filled with blood ¶" "¶ Drawn from Emmanuel's vein" "¶ Have you been to Jesus for the cleansing power?" "¶" "¶ Are you washed in the blood of the lamb?" "Are you washed in the blood, Mr. Ranger?" "¶ Are you washed in the soul- cleansing blood of the lamb?" "¶" "Baa!" "Baa!" "[ Gunshot ]" "Baa!" "Baa!" " [All]:" "Baa!" " Hey!" "Sorry." " [All]:" "Baa!" " I need to pass!" "Make way!" "Pastor Pottle?" "Sir?" "[ Animal howling ]" "Pastor Pottle, you come quietly now, sir!" " Ah!" " Pastor Pottle," "I'm afraid I'm going to have to take you in, sir." "After." "I'm going to rest, sir, and take you in." "Help." "That's OK." "OK, I'll wait." "I'll wait just a bit." "I'll wait just a bit." "Can't breathe." " It looks like you've got your man, Ranger." " Uh-huh." " You don't seem convinced." " They always get their man, don't you, Ranger?" " That's the RCMP, ma'am." "I've got the devil in the bag there." "I can't afford to take my eyes off him so Doctor, you're going to have to round up Aunt Millie Bishop," "Mr. Washbourne and young Billy Head." "Bring 'em back here." "See if you can't find Vincent Bishop too." " Surely this can wait till morning, Ranger." " Two Rangers are coming tonight to take over the case." "No, Doctor." "This can't wait another minute!" " OK!" " I'll go with you too, Percy." " I don't know where Vincey got to." "The last time I set eyes on Vincey, he was wearing his pyjamas." "He was in bed the last time I seen him." "I know the Ranger's only doing his job, but it don't seem fair." "Vincey suffered a lot in them long war years." " Was he second or merely the third to cross the Rhine, Mrs. Bishop?" " Oh, I couldn't tell you that, Mrs. Melrose Ma'am." "Vincey was never one to go about boasting about his part in bringing down Mr. Hitler." "Not my Vincey." "Not like some, I'll tell ya." " Well, done very well so far, the Ranger has, if you ask me." "He's caught the murderer, got Pottle." "If he can just sort out the mouton thing here among us, well, I think Bob's your uncle." " Yes, Doctor." "I do think our Ranger has followed a path straight and true." "[ Doctor chuckling ]" " [Millie]:" "Doctor, you know better than anyone here the condition my poor head is in." "And then that Ranger..." "I suppose you got a medical term for that condition, Doctor?" " How about "off the head"?" "Or wacky, demented, deranged, quacked, cuckoo?" "Balmy, mental, cockeyed?" "Barking mad!" " Sweet little woman." "[ Growling ]" " [Doctor]:" "Jesus Fucking Christ!" "[ Thunder ]" " [Hepditch]:" "The Heads." "Billy Head." "Pottle is Billy's father." "So Billy and young Triffie are brother and sister." "[ Pottle snoring ]" " Argh!" "Let their blood run to the depths of their horses' bridles!" "Hallelujah!" "Jesus be praised!" "Jesus protect me!" " [Doctor]:" "Well, the Ranger's got Pottle..." "Seems that little biblethumper has been roundly stuffing boys and girls at that orphanage of his." "All these many years..." "The matron too, apparently." " [Millie]:" "Stuffin' 'em?" "You mean, that thing has been murdering them precious little orphans and stuffing' 'em like you would an old rooster?" " No, my dear lady." "Stuffing them as and old rooster would a hen." "Rodgering them, getting a leg over." " [Millie]:" "Didn't I know it!" "You should see, Doctor, what that thing has been getting through the mail." "Oh my God!" "Ranger!" " Where's Pastor Pedophile?" "He can't have gotten too far." "Come on, Ranger." " Is you OK, Mrs. Melrose?" " Yes!" "Yes!" " They got two more Rangers coming in on the express." "Maybe they can do something?" " How did you know that there were two Rangers" "Oh, the party line." "The good old party line, Aunt Millie, right?" " Yes, Dr. Melrose." "And I'm not one bit ashamed of it either." "Because I mean, we got nearly exactly the same two rings, hasn't we Doctor?" " So, this is the part, isn't it, Doctor, where the brilliant detective corrals all hands in the library and sorts them out one-by-one, and the butler did it." " If a person can't make a mistake" "Argh!" " And, well, as far as our detective is concerned," "I think it would probably be better to have nobody." " I'm better than nobody!" " Of course you are, dear chap!" "Of course you are!" " There you go." " Pottle!" "Where's Pottle?" " Disappeared before we arrived here, Ranger." " Oh!" "You're all here." "Billy, why don't you tell these good people about your little secret?" "Tell them exactly what Mrs. Melrose said the doctor might to do you." " Chop the gear out of me, sir." " Chop the what outta you?" " Me gear!" " Dock your dangling participles, eh?" " Why would Mrs. Melrose threaten you with such uncommon usage?" " If I ever f" " What?" " If I ever fooled around with young Triffie, sir." " Exactly!" "Because Billy is..." "Was." "Billy was young Triffie Pottle's brother according to Dr. Melrose's file!" " That's right." "And can you imagine what the offspring of those two would look like?" "What a pretty stew!" "Incest on top of retardation." "Two heads, perhaps?" "Eyes in the middle of its stomach." "Two extra of everything." "For the love of abomination." "A twisted, ugly thing!" " [Doctpr]:" "Please, Grace!" " What?" " That isn't strictly true, medically speaking." "But yes, Billy, that's true all right." "You're Triffie's brother." "I'm just sorry that it had to come out like this." " This is a wonderful strange thing to me, this is." "How come I didn't know?" "Not the one word about it." " You're good, Aunt Millie, but you're not perfect." "Not even the Pottles knew they were Billy's parents." "Sure, nobody knew, except you, Doctor, your doctor friend, and possibly your spouses." " Ugh!" " Doctor, you'd better..." " Yeah." "It's time now." "Past time." "I'd better do it." "I love you." "I love you, Grace." " She's going to be all right, sir." "Sweet little woman." " Billy, answer me this." "Did you f" "Fool around with young Triffie?" " Billy, what do you say, sir?" " I suppose." " Good Lord, William!" "What possessed you?" " I don't know!" "Because she trained me not to!" " And that inflamed any attraction you had for Triffie in the first place?" " I don't know." " Forbidden fruit." "I once had an erotic dream about a nun." "Carmelite Order, I believe she was." "Absolute top drawer as I somewhat dimly recall." " Mr. Washbourne, esq, sir!" " Did you know about this, Doctor?" " He killed her." "Didn't you, Doctor?" "Doctor, Doctor..." "Whiskey Doctor." "Whiskey Doctor." " It wasn't my fault." "It wasn't my fault." "It was an accident." " An accident, Doctor?" " When Triffie came down here," "I discovered she was pregnant." "I finally got her to admit that yes, the only possible candidate was Billy." "So, Mrs.-- Grace overheard and she forced" " Whiskey Doctor." " She persuaded me to abort the girl." "You've got to understand, Grace wasn't herself and God knows, neither was I." "She was screaming, and was about to..." "I couldn't save the poor girl." " The stab wounds in her back?" " I put them there with my scalpel." "And I dropped her from the boat where I was pretty sure that she'd wash ashore where she did." "I knew they'd bring the body here, that I'd be the only examiner, so I thought I would be able to cover up, to keep quiet the other..." "Oh my God!" "What wretchedness!" "What wretchedness, hmm, Mr. Hepditch?" "Why do these things" " Argh!" " O ye, generation of vipers!" "I should've been told." "I had a right to know." "Butcher!" "You unbeliever!" "Jezebel!" "Lord God Almighty commanded Abraham to slay Isaac, his only son, as a sacrifice unto the Lord." "As a sacrifice unto the Lord!" "[ Gunshot ]" " It's OK." "There's no saving the poor man now." " Oh!" "Mrs. Melrose!" "What's wrong with Mrs. Melrose?" "She faint away or what?" " She's dead." " Oh!" " He killed her." "The doctor killed her." "There's enough morphine in here to drop a Clydesdale." " I'm not going to be able to take much more of this, sir." "Sweet little woman." "Oh, my poor head." "I wonder where she keeps her teapot too." " There there, dear lady." "Nothing much we can do here, is there?" "The Ranger is here to look after formalities." "I suggest we could do worse than to go home." " How can we go home, sir?" "He's the only one who can drive a motor car." "Or was." " We'll just have to leg it then." " What about he, sir?" " Oh, yes." " He'll come to and go after the poor Ranger again." " If I could have me knife back, sir, I could slit his throat." " Billy!" " We've had enough of that for one day." "Had enough for a lifetime." "I saw a hammer on the porch." "Go get it." "And a stout nail." "Quick now!" "Give me a hand." "Come on, quick now, quick!" " He'll come to, Ranger!" " There." "Got him copper-fastened there now, I think." " Away we go, dear lady." " Oh, Mr. Washbourne." "What's gone wrong with the world?" "It's the war I puts it to." "And those atom bombs that they'll be busting off in the air." "So many strangers on the go too." "You don't know who's who and what's what anymore!" " Hepditch!" "Cavalry's here!" " We rode in to save your sorry little arse!" "[ Men laughing ]" "[ Men entering and laughing ]" " My God!" "They're piled up like seal pelts!" " In the name of Jesus!" "Hepditch, what have you done?" " Not much." "Just collared the young girl's murderer, nailed the child molester." "All in a day's work, really." " Where do you think you're going, my son?" " Visit a young lady." "A young lady by the name of Brenda Piercy." "Got a stick of gum for her." "Clean up here, will ya, boys?" "[ Bleating ]" " Vincey!" "Vincey sweetheart!" "Vincey sugar!" " Fuck off!" "¶ Finally" "¶ My hero's come back to me" "¶ My worry has flown" "¶ My hero's come home" "¶ So suddenly" "¶ He's come to rescue me" "¶ From out of the blue" "¶ My hero's come through" "¶ Through the rain and the thunder ¶" "¶ I've longed to be saved" "¶ By a prince or a soldier or a knight ¶" "¶ To my marvel and wonder" "¶ The sun shone today" "¶ From under a rainbow my hero arrives ¶" "¶ Oh, finally" "¶ Hero's come back to me" "¶ My worry has flown" "¶ My hero's come home" "Closed captions:" "Global Vision"