The Great ProsWatch - Discovered in a Graveyard
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byslantedlightThis is the ep I remembered scenes from watching originally - and it's the ep that I was desperate to find in the novelisations when I bought them way back on work experience in Geelong when I was... in Year 9? So 1981. No, maybe Year 10, so 1982... Anyway...
And this is the ep that starts at the Holiday Inn, and with a battered van being followed by our sleekly gorgeous Capri-d up lads... I adore the shadows on the car ramps... And there's our lads waiting for them - gorgeous camera work moving around the car, and the lighting as the vehicles move to a face off...
Ah, the lads look at each other (and how gorgeous is that shot over the car bonnet?)...
...Bodie gives a nod (this time) and then more gorgeous shadows, then daylight, and the van swerves to avoid the kitchen porter... And our lads, oh, our slow motion lads...
And it's only just the opening credits! How can you not love DiaG?!
In court - and oh my, Doyle was practically sitting with his arm around Bodie... *vbg*
Well, you know... sort of... *g*
Bodie's wearing his lovely sunset colours again... Doyle's cheekbone is looking very vivid... more dramatic shots of them flanking Cowley. Everything's on a slant again, nothing's quite straight at the start of the ep, from the never-ending circles of the carpark, to the CI5 presence in the court room - even if the lads are where they should be, doing their job...
Bodie all jovial as they leave early - or cynical and pragmatic - he reaches out to Doyle, wanting a drink together...
...but Doyle's off to "take advantage of the spare time" - thinking about those kids being dead rather than rejoicing that it got them the afternoon off. He's lovely and long-legged across the park, Bodie looking a bit disappointed and fed up.
Doyle's gold Capri, his long legs, that yellow van... But at least he's got a gorgeous flat this time - finally a lovely, classic-looking old one. Nice music to listen to as well (I can never remember what that is)... a view of the smoke stacks out his window, mind... And he's all domestic - ooh, is that a water filter jug? Laundry... He takes the lift down... He's all in shadows here though, in his own flat...
Lovely domestic scenes of him all happy and friendly in his neighbourhood, only there's his flat, when he's not there - his toy soldiers, the terrarium...
He's whistling, fumbles with his shopping, for the keys...
...he's home, inside - but he's seen someone... and he walks into the light...
And no! Our Doyle!
Oh, and you can feel the dread as he lies there, paralysed, unable to do anything but breathe and wait for the final shot... That moment in your dreams when you cannot affect your own fate...
The phone's knocked off though - rescue on its way... HQ, Bodie's Capri (he's always in the newsagents, our Bodie!), Cowley's car...
Bodie at the buzzer to Doyle's flat...
Doyle's there - can he hear him? He's trapped in the moment it happened, and we're trapped with him...
Bodie's desperate rush up the stairs, the sounds of real life going on, other people continuing with what seem such petty worries...
Oh, and there they've come together, Bodie through the window, from the light into the shadows of Doyle's flat...
Dreams - Bodie - "Sweat it out, pour it back - stay cool - still a good man, tops, worth knowing..."
But whose is the shadowy figure in the background?
And the desperate real life sounds and moments - the way Doyle shakes when Bodie pads the entry wounds... Bodie's hands are all over him, solid movements, touches...
In the ambulance... Doyle sees Bodie, tries to smile at him, to reassure him - or to speak? But he can't...
Dreams - Bodie - can't afford to give a damn, it might make you hesitate... The look that Doyle gives him for that...
Bodie angry in the ambulance, but it doesn't help. The rush of the doctors, Bodie's calm long strides that are no slower... Oh, and Bodie's face outside the surgery... He's all... his voice is from deep down, deadened... Cowley drags him away from the hospital.
Doyle's flat - Bodie all cross-armed and sullen, though he manages to apologise to the man he yells at...
Oh, Doyle in surgery... He does look vulnerable there, and Doyle is not a vulnerable-looking man...
The Desiderata... Bodie all frowns, all... oh, the look on his face... Oh, the look on his face when Cowley tells him to stay on it, leaves him in Doyle's flat...
Surgery, Cowley watching over - joined by Bodie, two dark shadows looking down...
Doyle shocked back to life on the operating table... Bodie's face - again... and Doyle is too still on that table, it doesn't suit him...
Bodie and Cowley both know exactly the place to deliver a coup de grace...
Doyle in post-op - all blood and bellows... he's the one in the light again now, everyone around him in shadows still...
And his world is turned upside down - dreams, memories... Doyle had run-ins with his superiors in the force - noble sentiments = a row of graves... Doyle didn't care enough, and that's why he was shot... Maybe he deserved it... But he doesn't want Cowley or Bodie to die... Just his tone of voice - "No." - as sullen as Bodie...
Bodie arguing with Cowley - they're both worried, angry about what happened, taking it out on each other, and they know each other well enough to know it too...
Bodie... so serious... so un-Bodie...
Doyle saw something, someone...
Flashback... a gorgeous day over Camden lock, and the lads drive right in, sit for a moment, Doyle looks at Bodie and then they get out and wander around to wait...
Terrariums... Doyle wanders around, spots the ring... smiles at the artisan, leaves the shop with the ring and a terrarium... Bodie understands immediately how he ended up with it too!
Doyle spots the girl, but...
And then they're turning into the carpark again...
Bodie being coy with Cowley again - "It's in the report..." - what's up with that?
Flashback again... after the carpark they checked out Charlie's old flat, found fuse wire, a Chinese newspaper... and back they go to the Lock, play the heavy with the printer... Walking so close that they're touching...
Doyle sounding fairly scathing about the idea of "a full-blooded pacifist", Bodie wondering what he'd do if he saw someone raping his sister...
And the phone rings, and Bodie's face when Cowley tells him that Doyle's taken a downward turn... Doyle'd blame himself for the invention of gunpowder...
"Have you ever thought about getting out?" Cowley asks Bodie, who hasn't...
Dreaming... Doyle must give his report to Cowley... but he doesn't want to identify his killer... "Without even thinking about it?" - is that what Doyle says?
Dreams - back to the graveyard... Doyle getting bolshy with Cowley, and his physical body starts to improve too... and there's his killer, there's the girl, who takes her mask off so that he can see her...
Cowley and Doyle both at his bedside, Doyle's eyes open, and he looks to the side - to Bodie? Bodie peering to see him, to see Doyle's finger move, and he knows at once what it means... straight into Doyle's flat, straight to the ring...
Bodie and Cowley work out the connection between May Li and Doyle - there's no change in Doyle's physical state... Bodie - "Come on Ray, you've gotta do it for yourself"
Dreams - Doyle at his own funeral? Bodie drove the hearse, came to stand behind him by the mausoleum... And there - there's his killer, waiting there for him too...
Bodie at the hotel - Lin Fo... Bodie sends him up to his hotel room, which seems a little odd since Bodie's just found out that the assassin has located his whereabouts.
Doyle is a faceless nothing to the people he fights for...
Dreams... Doyle's afraid, waiting for the coup de grace which doesn't come as he expects...
The obligatory sexy blonde at the hotel door... fly me to Antigua you can practically hear her saying...
And the assassin strikes - Bodie goes tearing after her, pauses to make sure the other agent is still alive, and May Li makes it to the lift - love that Bodie runs too fast past the stairwell, has to come back on himself... He's out the wrong side of the hotel, but running and running to catch up with May Li... According to Cowley there aren't too many girls driving 2CVs...? Really?
Dreams... the stupidity of the freedom fighters...
Bodie on the streets, looking for the single yellow 2CV in London... He looks all wrong on his own, just... completely not right...
Bodie takes his revenge on May Li, points out that she's a dead woman, whether or not she survives her injuries... Only... they give her back to him, and it's more than Bodie can do to let her die on the step, so he takes her, looking at her face the whole time... holding her hand in the ambulance, this woman who nearly killed Doyle - but didn't...
Oh, Bodie's arms around Doyle as he's set out of the wheelchair, all over Doyle making sure he gets into the car...
Ah, and Bodie carries his laundry for him...
...and Bodie's smiling, it's over and he's smiling, because it's alright...
And it's over for us too, and I should have been in bed an hour ago, but it's Discovered in a Graveyard...
And this is the ep that starts at the Holiday Inn, and with a battered van being followed by our sleekly gorgeous Capri-d up lads... I adore the shadows on the car ramps... And there's our lads waiting for them - gorgeous camera work moving around the car, and the lighting as the vehicles move to a face off...
Ah, the lads look at each other (and how gorgeous is that shot over the car bonnet?)...
...Bodie gives a nod (this time) and then more gorgeous shadows, then daylight, and the van swerves to avoid the kitchen porter... And our lads, oh, our slow motion lads...
And it's only just the opening credits! How can you not love DiaG?!
In court - and oh my, Doyle was practically sitting with his arm around Bodie... *vbg*
Well, you know... sort of... *g*
Bodie's wearing his lovely sunset colours again... Doyle's cheekbone is looking very vivid... more dramatic shots of them flanking Cowley. Everything's on a slant again, nothing's quite straight at the start of the ep, from the never-ending circles of the carpark, to the CI5 presence in the court room - even if the lads are where they should be, doing their job...
Bodie all jovial as they leave early - or cynical and pragmatic - he reaches out to Doyle, wanting a drink together...
...but Doyle's off to "take advantage of the spare time" - thinking about those kids being dead rather than rejoicing that it got them the afternoon off. He's lovely and long-legged across the park, Bodie looking a bit disappointed and fed up.
Doyle's gold Capri, his long legs, that yellow van... But at least he's got a gorgeous flat this time - finally a lovely, classic-looking old one. Nice music to listen to as well (I can never remember what that is)... a view of the smoke stacks out his window, mind... And he's all domestic - ooh, is that a water filter jug? Laundry... He takes the lift down... He's all in shadows here though, in his own flat...
Lovely domestic scenes of him all happy and friendly in his neighbourhood, only there's his flat, when he's not there - his toy soldiers, the terrarium...
He's whistling, fumbles with his shopping, for the keys...
...he's home, inside - but he's seen someone... and he walks into the light...
And no! Our Doyle!
Oh, and you can feel the dread as he lies there, paralysed, unable to do anything but breathe and wait for the final shot... That moment in your dreams when you cannot affect your own fate...
The phone's knocked off though - rescue on its way... HQ, Bodie's Capri (he's always in the newsagents, our Bodie!), Cowley's car...
Bodie at the buzzer to Doyle's flat...
Doyle's there - can he hear him? He's trapped in the moment it happened, and we're trapped with him...
Bodie's desperate rush up the stairs, the sounds of real life going on, other people continuing with what seem such petty worries...
Oh, and there they've come together, Bodie through the window, from the light into the shadows of Doyle's flat...
Dreams - Bodie - "Sweat it out, pour it back - stay cool - still a good man, tops, worth knowing..."
But whose is the shadowy figure in the background?
And the desperate real life sounds and moments - the way Doyle shakes when Bodie pads the entry wounds... Bodie's hands are all over him, solid movements, touches...
In the ambulance... Doyle sees Bodie, tries to smile at him, to reassure him - or to speak? But he can't...
Dreams - Bodie - can't afford to give a damn, it might make you hesitate... The look that Doyle gives him for that...
Bodie angry in the ambulance, but it doesn't help. The rush of the doctors, Bodie's calm long strides that are no slower... Oh, and Bodie's face outside the surgery... He's all... his voice is from deep down, deadened... Cowley drags him away from the hospital.
Doyle's flat - Bodie all cross-armed and sullen, though he manages to apologise to the man he yells at...
Oh, Doyle in surgery... He does look vulnerable there, and Doyle is not a vulnerable-looking man...
The Desiderata... Bodie all frowns, all... oh, the look on his face... Oh, the look on his face when Cowley tells him to stay on it, leaves him in Doyle's flat...
Surgery, Cowley watching over - joined by Bodie, two dark shadows looking down...
Doyle shocked back to life on the operating table... Bodie's face - again... and Doyle is too still on that table, it doesn't suit him...
Bodie and Cowley both know exactly the place to deliver a coup de grace...
Doyle in post-op - all blood and bellows... he's the one in the light again now, everyone around him in shadows still...
And his world is turned upside down - dreams, memories... Doyle had run-ins with his superiors in the force - noble sentiments = a row of graves... Doyle didn't care enough, and that's why he was shot... Maybe he deserved it... But he doesn't want Cowley or Bodie to die... Just his tone of voice - "No." - as sullen as Bodie...
Bodie arguing with Cowley - they're both worried, angry about what happened, taking it out on each other, and they know each other well enough to know it too...
Bodie... so serious... so un-Bodie...
Doyle saw something, someone...
Flashback... a gorgeous day over Camden lock, and the lads drive right in, sit for a moment, Doyle looks at Bodie and then they get out and wander around to wait...
Terrariums... Doyle wanders around, spots the ring... smiles at the artisan, leaves the shop with the ring and a terrarium... Bodie understands immediately how he ended up with it too!
Doyle spots the girl, but...
And then they're turning into the carpark again...
Bodie being coy with Cowley again - "It's in the report..." - what's up with that?
Flashback again... after the carpark they checked out Charlie's old flat, found fuse wire, a Chinese newspaper... and back they go to the Lock, play the heavy with the printer... Walking so close that they're touching...
Doyle sounding fairly scathing about the idea of "a full-blooded pacifist", Bodie wondering what he'd do if he saw someone raping his sister...
And the phone rings, and Bodie's face when Cowley tells him that Doyle's taken a downward turn... Doyle'd blame himself for the invention of gunpowder...
"Have you ever thought about getting out?" Cowley asks Bodie, who hasn't...
Dreaming... Doyle must give his report to Cowley... but he doesn't want to identify his killer... "Without even thinking about it?" - is that what Doyle says?
Dreams - back to the graveyard... Doyle getting bolshy with Cowley, and his physical body starts to improve too... and there's his killer, there's the girl, who takes her mask off so that he can see her...
Cowley and Doyle both at his bedside, Doyle's eyes open, and he looks to the side - to Bodie? Bodie peering to see him, to see Doyle's finger move, and he knows at once what it means... straight into Doyle's flat, straight to the ring...
Bodie and Cowley work out the connection between May Li and Doyle - there's no change in Doyle's physical state... Bodie - "Come on Ray, you've gotta do it for yourself"
Dreams - Doyle at his own funeral? Bodie drove the hearse, came to stand behind him by the mausoleum... And there - there's his killer, waiting there for him too...
Bodie at the hotel - Lin Fo... Bodie sends him up to his hotel room, which seems a little odd since Bodie's just found out that the assassin has located his whereabouts.
Doyle is a faceless nothing to the people he fights for...
Dreams... Doyle's afraid, waiting for the coup de grace which doesn't come as he expects...
The obligatory sexy blonde at the hotel door... fly me to Antigua you can practically hear her saying...
And the assassin strikes - Bodie goes tearing after her, pauses to make sure the other agent is still alive, and May Li makes it to the lift - love that Bodie runs too fast past the stairwell, has to come back on himself... He's out the wrong side of the hotel, but running and running to catch up with May Li... According to Cowley there aren't too many girls driving 2CVs...? Really?
Dreams... the stupidity of the freedom fighters...
Bodie on the streets, looking for the single yellow 2CV in London... He looks all wrong on his own, just... completely not right...
Bodie takes his revenge on May Li, points out that she's a dead woman, whether or not she survives her injuries... Only... they give her back to him, and it's more than Bodie can do to let her die on the step, so he takes her, looking at her face the whole time... holding her hand in the ambulance, this woman who nearly killed Doyle - but didn't...
Oh, Bodie's arms around Doyle as he's set out of the wheelchair, all over Doyle making sure he gets into the car...
Ah, and Bodie carries his laundry for him...
...and Bodie's smiling, it's over and he's smiling, because it's alright...
And it's over for us too, and I should have been in bed an hour ago, but it's Discovered in a Graveyard...
