Bomb Girls s02e12 Episode Script

Mr.
Akins received this from a man who claims his daughter worked here.
"Deviant freak"? Control over my own trust.
Let me prove that I can do this.
Alright.
Your father's full name? Daniel Andrews.
And you said he was a veterinarian.
That's news to me.
How long before you tell the truth? I'm trying to tell a new story here.
If you are interested.
I could manage to be much less distant.
I got demoted today because of you.
Well then, stay the hell away from me, Vera.
Mom? Father told me you were dead.
Come on.
- It was a a nice cafe.
- Yes it was! Surprise! This is for you.
Happy wedding.
He'll make a honest woman out of you.
Are you surprised? I'll say.
And who do we have here? This is my mom.
Your mom? That's another drink for the future Mrs.
Ivan Buchinsky! I don't mind.
I want a word with his soon-to-be mother-in-law anyway.
Kate, isn't this amazing, your mom being here after all this time thinking she pasted.
Yeah.
C'mon, shower-girl needs a breather.
Let's go again! I read in the engagement notice that your husband's a vet.
Vernon? Oh no, he was a pacifist.
Now, Mother, stop teasing Mrs.
Corbett! It's our old family joke, "What d'you call a vet who's never served? A veterinarian!" Plenty to be smile about now, don't you, Mrs.
Andrews? Yes.
There's a spot in the game, Mrs.
C! No no no no.
You you-- Let's sit in here.
It's like basketball.
If I'd known I'd cause such a commotion.
Don't worry about it I'm only glad to see you.
You were hard to find.
Wasn't that the idea? I know, but I'd reason to trouble the waters.
Marion, I had a call from a police detective.
What did he want? To finish a conversation you'd had about the night your father died.
He thinks it was foul play.
And he wants the truth about your father's death.
Relax, Lore, it's just a blood drive.
And guess who'll be there? I tell you, I can't quite get my head around how they can draw out your blood now and just save it for someone else.
Guess I don't care much for doctors making advances, however you square it.
Well, if we have boys leaking blood all over the African sands, we're damn lucky they found ways to fill them back up again.
Suddenly you're a big believer in modern medicine.
Patel says he can improve these legs: Exercises, electricity on the muscles That "doctor" is selling you snake-oil, trading on your hopes to nab our girl.
You can't rewrite thirty years.
Oh I'd say we can.
You okay, Mrs.
Corbett? I can't believe they go in there and draw out half the blood God gave you.
We only take ten percent, Mom.
You joining the line or just holding it up? I'm busy corralling the workers.
Now I know why it's called a blood drive.
That's quite the system.
Well, with nearly nine thousand wounded allies in that North African desert, we need it.
To think our blood will be winging it across the Atlantic and within 48 hours, pumping through the veins of our boys.
Visclovski, McRae, and Perrault? Your turn to donate blood.
Mine too, Mrs.
Corbett.
Didn't you give already? Oh, I'd remember if I did.
Oh dear, I'm really dropping the ball.
You're juggling a lot.
Boy, with this Operation Supercharge, Montgomery's throwing everything he can at 'em.
Three years, Rommel's gone undefeated.
Well, we got 'em on the run now.
You watch, the ole Desert Fox'll be chewing on sand in no time.
Might want to look away.
There, you're done.
Mr.
Parry.
Now there's something I can set eyes on.
Count to sixty before you get up.
Wish you'd been here earlier.
One look from you and the blood drains right out of me.
Aren't you a card.
It's my low blood-pressure.
What's your game now, Mr.
Parry? None left to play.
My stint here is winding up.
What, the war ended and nobody told me? I'll be assigned another job elsewhere.
I'd hope by now you can trust me to know where to send a postcard.
C'est la guerre.
Easy, you haven't waited your minute.
I'm stronger than I look.
"Cheerio.
" After work.
Testing field.
You'll have a glimpse of what I've been all about.
Can't wait.
Boy, look at all that.
You'll want it on ice quick.
Could be going to my brother, he's RAF, flying over the Sahara right now.
Sinking fuel-ships and cutting supplies from Nazi tanks.
You know a thing or two.
I met a few RCAF.
What's your brother's name? We call him Twill.
Twill? Yeah.
You don't forget a name like that.
Glad to hear he's still kicking.
What's your name? Vera Burr.
Twill wrote about you.
He said there's no gal better at bucking up a soldier.
Is that what he called it.
Oh hey, I meant it as a compliment! Ivan.
Apparently I gotta go have the life drained outa me.
Kiss for good luck? I need to tell you something before one of the other girls starts spilling.
Uh-oh.
You get into trouble at your shower last night? Ivan, I haven't been entirely honest.
It's my mother.
She's alive.
What? I just found out yesterday.
How can she be, not dead all of a sudden? My father wasn't a good man.
He lied, Ivan, and told me that my mother died.
When it was all to cover his pride that she'd gone and left him.
What kind of man lies about that? It's hard to explain.
Try.
I hate to tell you this way.
But, see, my name's not Kate.
Miss Andrews! I got a gent waiting to see you.
Detective.
Detective? Come on.
What are you doing now? Looking for a good vein.
And how do you know when it's good? Best ones are in the antecubital fossa.
Visible, well supported and with a large lumen.
What's a lumen? Mother? You're right, I don't want to know.
But they're sure this is safe? If you don't want to help out, there's plenty of other people who can.
I'm doing this, Sheila, and I'm here.
Just get it over with.
You're good.
Top of nursing school, I bet.
Turning all kinds of heads.
Teachers, doctors.
I've turned Narendra's head.
That's good enough for me.
I didn't mean You're still hoping that I'll do better.
You should know that I've quit looking.
You don't worry you'll get hurt? I'm not going to stop seeing a man, just because he's one of the things out there that scares you.
Fresh air and stout, does the trick.
What's it going to like in there for me now? As far as VicMu is concerned, your gravest sin was missing a day's work.
Thank you.
When I say to you "Don't mention it".
You mean, don't mention it.
A man I know once said, there's nothing more exhilarating than to be shot at and missed.
You got yourself another chance, Mr.
Moretti.
Make it count.
I hear congratulations are in order.
I'm getting married, yes.
If I hadn't seen your picture in the paper with this new name of yours, I'd've never found you.
I would have been in touch if I thought I could help.
Your father's injuries tell us he fell backwards.
Any ideas how? Must have lost his balance.
Our tests show he wasn't a drinking man.
Never touched the stuff.
So what happened? Sir, none of us likes it when a man dies alone, but when my father went? It was just him and his Maker.
Yes.
Except your father was covered with a canvas tarp like a sleeping baby.
He didn't die alone.
Someone was with him.
Someone who wanted to cover it all up.
You've gone a bit pale.
I gave blood today.
Oh.
No please, come in.
Thank you, Miss Rowley.
Miss Rowley, I know where you are now.
You didn't know her real name either.
"Real" name? Lot of girls come from other places, reinvent themselves.
So long as they do their work, don't cause trouble Marion Rowley is the daughter of a street preacher who died under suspicious circumstances.
Kate's a good girl, Detective Brodie.
What a sight.
Before the war, who'd have thought women could work like this.
We've proved we're as capable as men.
Yes.
I'm starting to think you're capable of just about anything.
Blood drive's over for today, come back tomorrow.
I'm here to see you, Vera.
Well I'm not here for you, Marco.
Not anymore.
You nearly sunk us both.
The guys you fell in with, that guy Frankie? Is in jail.
And I'm done with that.
It's over.
I promise.
Now please, let me make it up to you.
What'd you have in mind? Figured I'd pop by tonight.
Did you? Yeah.
Say eleven-thirty? Can I say no to that? Why yes I can.
I don't need a Midnight Man.
Oh why? 'Cause you found a Midnight Pipsqueak? That half-pint soldier you were chatting up? Life's more than a parade of randy service men.
You need a better gambit than leading a girl to nowhere and ruining her shoes while you play Man of Mystery.
I can't tell you where I'm going but I can show you why I've been here.
Is this one of my father's tins? Patience and I will show you.
Show me what? A blob of plasticine? Not quite.
That's dangerous.
Well I'm tired of your secrets, Clifford.
Give it to me! Not till you start shooting straight.
What are you doing get off me! Did somebody just bomb us? Yes.
You did.
What on earth? Cyclotrimethylenetrinitramine.
In English, please? RDX.
Research Department Explosive.
Uses a fraction of the materials and packs twice the punch.
Hitler won't know what hit him.
I know I didn't.
We're using it in the Sahara right now.
And we advanced this in our lab? Yes.
I'd hoped my demonstration here would be somewhat more, controlled.
And the tin, my father's design.
So Operatives can carry it discreetly behind enemy lines.
Why show me this? And I hate the thought of leaving without you knowing what we are all about.
Well, next time you're looking to turn a girl's head make sure she doesn't nearly blow it off first.
Here it is.
Elizabeth McRae "Betty McRae Deviant freak.
Seduced my daughter, Marion Rowley.
" Lorna? What are you doing? What have you got there? Easy going, Ivan.
You're down a pint of blood.
That's one way to save money on beer.
I know I threw a lot at you.
Do I call you "Marion" now? No! Ivan, I'm still Kate to anyone who matters.
And the cop? Why's he think your dad's death was suspicious? I don't know.
Honest.
Was your dad even a veterinarian? Was he? You saw the scars on my back.
He was supposed to be a man of God.
And I'm ashamed, Ivan of everything that I come from.
And if you knew you wouldn't blame me.
I'm still the same girl.
You'll be a Buchinsky soon.
I just want our life to start.
So we take the train to Winnipeg.
What, and get married there? New job, new home it's a lot cheaper out there.
Run away? It's not running away if you're going home.
Let's do it.
Everything will be better once we're out there.
Glady, here I am entertaining at your hotel.
You'd asked for more of your winter clothes.
Did Mother bring my coats? I was feeling a chill on the way home from work, A nip of brandy will warm those bones.
Come on in.
I'll have a bellman bring up your luggage up from the car.
What are you doing entertaining at The Hedley? I'm here with some military associates who depart soon for overseas.
We're celebrating a job well done.
Clifford Parry, is he here? How well do you know him? A few dust-ups on factory turf, nothing to speak of.
Gladys, dear, I was just waxing on about you.
You know Clifford Parry.
Miss Witham.
Nice to see you out of the factory.
Mr.
Parry was just telling me how he held back Churchill against Lord Halifax.
Imagine the pickle we'd be in if our British Bulldog hadn't prevailed.
No doubt we have you to thank for the defence of the free world.
Your father was lending us a great help in our latest round.
Something about the container, that's all they'll tell us gals! I'm proud of you, Daddy.
I have an inspiring force in you, my dear.
If this country had more women like your daughter the danger she faces on a daily basis? Mr.
Parry, I'll faint in your arms if you're not careful.
Perhaps, she could pursue your line of work, Mr.
Parry.
What's so funny about that Daddy? Not to worry, Gladys is hardly intelligence material.
What she has in moxie, she lacks in judgment.
You do know I'm standing right next to you.
I'm only saying, your parents have nothing to worry about.
I'm sure coming from a virtual stranger, that's a great relief.
Come, Mr.
Parry, let's freshen your drink and go speak to the Major.
It was a pleasure, Miss Witham.
I'll give him moxie.
He's lucky he's leaving the country.
Now, now.
Mr.
Parry told me he thought you quite liked him.
Something about an explosive afternoon at work? Mr.
Akins caught me red-handed.
Looking at a girl's employee records.
There's nothing wrong with that.
Except now he's gone and taken what he found in those files and given it to the police.
Damn it.
Why didn't I just go and burn the letter the first time, when I had the chance? It'll just shine a little light into the dark.
And who knows what'll come crawling out? This could do your girl some help.
This preacher who wrote it sounds like one hell of a lunatic.
This detective won't see it that way.
You don't know that, Lorna.
We women, the jobs we do, he thinks it perverts a girl.
He's a man who hates us.
I need to talk sense into that detective.
Seems a lot for a lady to carry alone.
It's just a mix-up.
Bellhop brought it here instead of my room.
Nothing a fifty-cent tip won't cure.
Oh fifty cents? Well, I am between jobs now.
It's a good time to improve your discretion, learn how to talk to a girl.
Gladys, let's be nice to our friends.
I'm sorry mother.
Must have been a residual belch of moxie.
You want nice? I'll give nice.
Let's go, Jeeves.
Until we meet again, Mr.
Parry.
You sure like your steak.
I need it.
I donated blood today.
So, what else did your brother say about me? That thinking of you gets him through the dark, knowing there's girls like you back home helps him fight.
Well, that's sweet.
You cutting his meat there, Vera? This ain't your party.
You're just doing this to get me going.
Don't flatter yourself.
I'm going to have to ask you to leave.
Is that right? Enough.
Quincy, if he doesn't shove off, we will.
Let's go have some dessert.
"My daughter has been corrupted by your factory and your employees, namely one Betty McRae.
" This man, he's a twisted soul.
He was a pious, God-fearing man.
And every father has the right to protect and correct his daughter.
She sings for the soldiers at the hospital.
Two perfect angels.
They may have made mistakes.
Like what they did to Vernon Rowley.
Why are you dogging them like this? Because I hate it when people lie to me.
You know what, I can always tell.
Anything else you want to say to me? Tip for services rendered? You want a tip, Clifford? Stop swanning around here like a class-act with a plum in your mouth.
I was attempting to protect your career.
By belittling me to my parents? They already think little enough.
I need to keep it that way, if you're to move forward.
What is your big plan here? Your job's only beginning.
What does that mean? What are you Let go! My dress.
- I didn't mean to, I'm sorry.
- Oh, God.
Take it off.
You heard me.
Take off your dress.
I'll fix it.
Boy, when you said dessert, I wasn't thinking a plate of cookies.
Sweetie, that's your sugar ration and some.
Never seen so many dresses.
The coral one's my favourite.
It's my best colour.
Have you never been in a girl's room before? No.
And I'm figuring I'm only here so's to make that fellow jealous.
Yeah, he's one man who's never coming back in here.
Why's that? Well let me tell you about girls, Quincy.
It's like your brother flying over the Sahara.
You need to know what you're gunning for.
You have to like her for her.
Not just because she's available.
And you let her know she's the special one, because if you don't? She moves on.
Good night, Quincy.
You run, Marion, You'll get chased.
I got myself free last time.
You'll look guilty.
I am guilty, Mom.
I was there on his last night.
He flew off in one of his rages.
I thought he was going to kill me.
And he fell.
He fell from a height and landed hard and he died.
I was afraid to say.
Oh, Marion.
And I should have come forward, I know.
And now it's too late.
I'd rather take my chances with Ivan.
Okay, I understand.
Impressive.
I was a journalist, then a soldier.
You learn a thing or two.
Thank you.
You've a rare gift, you can navigate different worlds.
Your intelligence, your patriotism, it hasn't darkened your spirit the way it has some men.
Half my job is hiding what I feel.
The shell never cracks.
But I'm fighting for a time when I won't need secrets.
I only hope, I'll remember how to live without them.
You can turn around.
You take care of my daughter, you hear? I'll be out to Winnipeg to check up on you soon.
Yes, Ma'am.
She's a special girl, I'll take good care of her.
We should get moving.
I love you, Mom.
I doubt anyone's travelling tonight.
I need to ask you a few questions.
My friend Betty's expecting us.
Oh, Miss McRae is already at the station.
She doesn't have to go with you.
Then I'll come back with a warrant.
A warrant? For what? I'll go, whatever you want.
A warrant for what?! For her arrest in connection with the death of her father, Vernon Rowley.
Kate? - I had nothing to do with it.
- I'm coming too.
You stay here, get the boy a paper bag.
We'll leave tomorrow, okay? I don't even know you.
- It's his asthma, he needs help! - C'mon! You being here is making it worse.
Come on.
Wait.
Stop! You can't do this! Mom? Mom! Mom! Call an ambulance! Where were you the night of February 13th? The night he died? I went to some "do" at a friend's, then I went home.
And before the party? I worked.
Check my time-sheet.
I hadn't seen her for months.
I've a patrolman who identified you in a fight with the man the night he died.
It must've been another girl.
The last time she saw my father? The night he came to the rooming house.
They shook hands And I wished them all the best.
- He'd scream every day on that corner.
- He scream at you? I needed correction.
Saw her scars? You feel Miss Rowley was trapped? Kate's a grown woman! I could've left if I wanted to.
And the letter? What letter? What letter? You loved her.
She was your obsession.
But Daddy stood in your way.
You had a grudge.
And here's a girl who you knew would do your dirty-work.
What kind of monsters do you think we are? Women hold our moral centre.
Only what's been asked of you in this war, is stripping all of that away.
You can't prove a thing.
You can't prove a thing.
Watch me.
So both of them? In jail? All night with the police.
And capped it off with a warrant.
Just like that? I hate to trouble you, but there was nobody else I It's no trouble.
My daughter's in jail, Mrs.
Corbett.
I can't lose her again.
Please.
For the sake of appearances, you go in first.
Meet me in my office at lunch.
I've a proposition.
Miss Witham.
I need your help.
This is the wrong way.
Not today.
Betty and Kate, they're in terrible trouble.
And I don't know how to fix it.
Still can't believe I went and fell asleep on you.
What a lightweight.
Beer has that effect on the best of them.
Once we load out tomorrow, that'll be it for the blood drive.
Till the next one.
By then, I'll be over there.
Yeah? Well, keep your head low, and say hi to Twill for me.
Incoming Woops, left a little axel grease.
Keep it.
It'll earn you some respect from the boys.
I'll never forget you, Vera Burr.
Elizabeth McRae and Marion Rowley are charged with murder in the second degree.
Accused of violently ending the life of Vernon Rowley.
Given that Miss Rowley has been living under a false identity, can we assume there's a high risk of flight? Yes.
What does the Crown recommend? That bail be denied, Your Worship.
We didn't kill anybody, honest.
This is a bail hearing, not a trial.
With grave charges.
Bail is set in the amount of $7,000 each.
Until such time as bail can be met, the defendants will be remanded into custody.
Your Honour? "Your Worship.
" Yes.
Well, I will offer a surety.
Gladys? You are in possession of fourteen thousand dollars? Yes, sir.
My name is Gladys Witham.
And your father? Does he know you're involved in this sordid business? It's not my father's money.
As a surety, it's your responsibility that the accused adhere to the terms of bail, report to bail officers, and attend all hearings.
If not, you lose every dime.
I understand.
So ask yourself, how much do you trust in these girls? Your Worship, I believe in these women.
Bail is granted.
Miss Witham, settle with the court office.
And you, young women, do not fail your friend.
Gladys.
I've got to go to the office.
Gladys, thank you.
I'm so sorry I did this.
I said my first prayer in I don't know how long, thanking God for you here.
You had your secrets.
I understand.
Go see your mom.
I should have just destroyed the letter when I had the chance.
It's okay.
I could have done better by you.
Look, I'm sorry.
Both of you.
This won't be an easy fight.
We'll work up a defence.
It doesn't work, fixing each other's lives.
Some things just have to play out.
Betty, this is not over.
Princess? I can't owe you more.
This just in.
"I'm advancing without cover.
Jewel Box, 8pm.
" A coral dress.
Quincy Dividends from the blood-drive? I saw that solider chatting you up.
You know, Carol? They say the tide is turning, that the battles we're fighting might finally end different.
You ask me.
Isn't it time, we change things here, too? Is he nice, your soldier? Yes.
He's very nice.
But I can't do this anymore.
I tell you, these asthma cigarettes never seem to help.
Excuse me, excuse me.
They let you out.
Gladys put up bail, but we can't leave the city, yet.
I'm so sorry Ivan.
We're not going anywhere, Kate.
The wedding's off.
You don't mean that.
I changed my life for you.
And when you had the chance to come clean, you only lied more.
I don't even know what to call you! Kate! You call me Kate.
I gave you my heart.
Nurse? Just go.
Nurse! Kate, just go and I'll be better.
Waiting for someone? Yeah.
Nice dress? Well he's a nice soldier.
So, why's it in the box? If you must know, I'm not taking it.
Why is that? It's your favourite colour.
How would you know what colour it is? You're the one who bought this dress? I know a thing or two about you, Vera.
But all I've been able to see lately is the mess I've let this war make of my life.
I've been either too blind or too stupid to tell, that all this time, Vera, I'm looking at the best thing that ever happened to me.
I've got this thick porterhouse steak for two on order.
Hey.
You're not out of the doghouse yet.
I know.
Ivan won't see me.
He says I'm no good.
He'll come 'round.
Why should he? He's right, I'm a liar.
We didn't kill your dad.
It was an accident.
They're after us hard, Betty.
And there's no way to play this where we come out looking good.
I should've never asked you to stay.
You wanted to leave when he died and I wouldn't let you.
I'm sorry.
Growing up in that awful caravan, I never thought that I'd have a future.
But in the last year, I've lived more than I ever dreamt.
I found a real home.
And I met a man who was good to me.
And I found a friend, Betty.
A real friend.
Who loved me.
Allied tanks, planes, and infantry continue to dispense sledge-hammer blows to the fleeing, beleagured German and Italian divisions forcing them back toward the Libyan border.
That's a tide turning, right there.
Feels like it's the first time that's happened this war That's because it is.
Mom, what's that smell? It's lentils.
Lentils? What kind of dinner is lentils? Welcome.
Narendra? Well.
I invited him for supper.
You did? Thank you for having me.
You're welcome.
Some things have to play out.
Well, come in, Doctor.
Take a seat.
- How go your exercises, Mr.
Corbett? - Very well-- Good morning.
Honey.
You should eat something.
I'm done running, Mom.
I'm going to tell the truth.
What's this? Something that Betty left you.
"You're safe here now.
" Marion what happened? I've gotta stop her.
You're up early.
What are you doing? Figuring out how to convince my father I'm no fool.
He'll think I just threw away my trust fund.
I can hear him now: "You hardly know these girls.
" Father doesn't see what I see.
The courage, shrewdness, creative thinking.
They don't look good on a Rosedale Girl.
Then get out of Rosedale.
Easy for you to say, you're leaving.
There's a place we call "the farm," a good drive out of town.
Allied operatives from around the world train there, and carry out missions.
No volunteers.
Only recruits.
Sounds like a dime-store novel.
We'll help win this war.
New codes, new technologies.
RDX is only the beginning.
You're telling me this now, why? Because I want you in.
Of course, you'd be subject to the Official Secrets Act.
Family, friends, they can never know.
You have what it takes, Gladys.
Are you up for the job? Betty? Betty? Betty! Betty! You were saying.
Betty! Betty! I went to see the preacher, to tell him to stop harassing me at work.
He got mad.
Go on.
He attacked me, had me on the run.
I went into this alleyway, up a fire-escape.
He was right behind me, grabbing me, hitting me.
And then what? He fell.
And your friend Marion? My friend Marion was not there.
I'll swear to it.
They say with El Alamein, the tide is turning.
Girls, they're lucky they have you here.
Otherwise, who knows what might happen to them? You have something for me? The turning tide.
How did Churchill put it? "Now this, is not the end.
" "It is not even the beginning of the end.
" "But it is, perhaps" "the end of the beginning.
"