Quotes
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[last lines]
DC Endeavour Morse : I was thinking I might pack it all in. Pick up my degree.
DI Fred Thursday : The world's long on academics, Morse, but woeful short of good detectives. Things as they are, I could use a permanent bagman. I mean... we did pretty well this time out. Give or take. I'd see you right, of course; make sure we get you through your sergeant's exam, eh? With the proper encouragement, who knows? What you got to ask is: where do you see yourself in twenty years?
[long pause as Morse looks in the rear-view mirror of Thursday's car. His reflection is replaced by an image of John Thaw as the older Inspector Morse]
DI Fred Thursday : Morse? Endeavour!
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DI Fred Thursday : [having given Teddy Samuels a beating] We all done, then, Teddy?
Teddy Samuels : [dabbing at his bloodied nose with Thursday's handkerchief] You're making a big mistake.
DI Fred Thursday : That makes two of us. You can keep the hankie.
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DC Endeavour Morse : [after Thursday has bought him a pint] Actually, sir, I don't drink.
DI Fred Thursday : Very commendable. Now get that down you.
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[Thursday and Morse are questioning Richard Lovell, a government minister, about wild parties such as the one where they suspect Mary Tremlett met her death]
DI Fred Thursday : She'd be one of the young girls you'll have met at Teddy Samuels' parties. You attended one last Saturday at Wolvercote.
Richard Lovell : [laughing nervously] I don't think so. Sounds *most* unsavoury. Dear, dear.
DC Endeavour Morse : "Dear, dear"? A young girl's strangled and left naked in the woods, and all you can say is "dear, dear".
DI Fred Thursday : Morse. Do you deny you were there, Minister?
Richard Lovell : Naturally. And unless you have evidence to the contrary... I'm afraid this meeting is at an end.
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DI Fred Thursday : There's no overtime.
DC Endeavour Morse : I realise that.
DI Fred Thursday : So what is it, brown-nosing or sucker for punishment? There's no other kind of bloody fool still in the office at this time of night.
DC Endeavour Morse : Just us.
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DC Endeavour Morse : If I'd have worked things through sooner... If I'd have realised...
DI Fred Thursday : Stop. The "if" game's no good to any bugger. You keep on, it'll drive you round the twist. I know.
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DI Fred Thursday : Something you want to say, Arthur?
DS Arthur Lott : You know the kind of people Teddy's tight with?
DI Fred Thursday : I know he's got you in his pocket. A pony on the first of the month for turning a blind eye to hooky MOTs is one thing, but this is the murder of a young girl.
DS Arthur Lott : It's not just me.
DI Fred Thursday : Oh, I know. Teddy Samuels has got half the brass in this town dancing to his tune.
DS Arthur Lott : In the county. Judges, churchmen, councillors, peers. You really think you've got a chance of going toe-to-toe with that lot, Fred?
DI Fred Thursday : [a pause; then, smiling] I think you should take a couple of weeks' furlough. Run Irene down to the caravan and then have a long, hard think about early retirement.
DS Arthur Lott : [nervous] You off your nut?
DI Fred Thursday : It's that or put in for a transfer. I'd hate to have to pinch you, Arthur. Your choice. Either way, don't show your face round here again.
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DI Fred Thursday : [after Morse has fainted during the pathologist's examination of a corpse] Your first?
DC Endeavour Morse : Well... like that.
DI Fred Thursday : North Africa was mine. Long Stop Hill. A lad by the name of Mills, Gunner Mills. Not a mark on him. I thought he was asleep. Till I turned him over.
