Endeavour2012

DI Fred Thursday:
[sharing a drink with Morse in a pub] When it comes to a bird with a wing down you've got a blind spot a mile wide. It'll be your undoing.

DC Endeavour Morse:
There's a child in this being kept from its mother in case anybody hadn't noticed. If that's a blind spot, then so be it. Derek Clark's lying, sir. He's involved somehow. I know he is.

DI Fred Thursday:
[not convinced] Look, he might not have been entirely straight with us about this Margaret Bell girl, but at the time Monkford was being shot, Derek Clark was being trussed up and beaten senseless at the Post Office.

DC Endeavour Morse:
I don't know.

DI Fred Thursday:
[hinting disappointment] Well, I do. You're being returned to general duties for the present.

[long pause]

DC Endeavour Morse:
Where's this come from? Bright?

DI Fred Thursday:
[quiet but firm] *Mr.* Bright. No, it's my decision. Best you hear it from me. Six months' time, a year, get through your exams, we can look again.

DC Endeavour Morse:
And in the meantime?

DI Fred Thursday:
Learn your trade.

DC Endeavour Morse:
[disappointed] Thanks for the drink.

[Morse gets up and is about to leave, but turns around]

DC Endeavour Morse:
[seriously] I'm a good detective.

DI Fred Thursday:
And a poor policeman. No-one can teach you the first. Any fool can learn the second.