Jo said:

Because it was about time for another review…

The Rack is next up, and I must set my stall out in advance. Despite the Doyle prettiness, this is not a favourite ep of mine. But maybe reviewing will change that – we shall see.

We open in some pool club or other, where a man goes over to the telephone and dials. This action is not remotely deserving of the dramatic music that overplays it.
Cut to CI5 HQ – Bodie and Doyle are lounging in the lounge, Bodie playing cards (patience, by the looks) and Doyle reading a paper. The phone rings. Listen to Doyle mumbling 'allo' by way of answering it. Very professional, lol. It is for Bodie.

Bodie very usefully identifies the caller as 'Parker, an informer' and arranges a meet. It is all very casual.

The meet is at the railway sidings – is this the first time we see it? Informer Parker offers them the Coogans…

Fast forward, and a huge drugs raid is being set up. We are told in voice-over conversation all about it, about how it is set up, and how badly they all want the Coogans. I'm not fond of this style of narrative, but it works. The raid itself is pretty good. Watch Bodie save Doyle, Cowley and…Benny, I think, from a shotgun-wielding baddie. The natives are subdued, many arrests are made, and the house is searched. The Professionals are highly satisfied with themselves.

Roll credits.

Coogans John and Pauly are banged up separately in wonderfully spacious accommodations, and left entirely unrestrained to roam. You could fit my entire flat in there. Pauly went on to be in the Bill, I believe, and I find that distracting every time I see this. Back at casa Coogan, however, things are not going so well. Nothing has been found – not even a crumb. Cowley decides to make the most of having the Coogans anyway, hoping that 'a quiet chat' might prove enlightening.

Big John Coogan is smarmy and self-satisfied, and enjoys goading them. He was once a boxer, and points out that his little brother works out on him some mornings – important to note for later in the story. The team remain calm and grim even as he smashes a chair up. Brother Pauly hears and goes nuts, so Cowley sends the lads to see to him. Pauly is belligerent and aggressive, and goads Doyle into retaliating, catching him a thump in the stomach.

There's something about these scenes that leaves a bad taste, and it isn't the thump. Something about the way they are scripted, and directed – thuggish Coogans against thuggish agents. The seedier side of CI5, maybe, and there's nothing pleasant about it. But maybe that's the point.

Cowley goes to see the Minister. I love how they always just say 'the Minister', and so rarely give them actual names. Could be any politician – certainly they always seem interchangeable. The Coogans' lawyer David Merlin is on their case – we learn through the conversation that he's very shady but brilliant at what he does, and it kicking up a huge stink about the whole case. Cowley lists the crimes the Coogans are suspected of – drugs, extortion, prostitution – but the Minister counters that he's a respected athlete up for an OBE and if there is no evidence against him he must be released. Ah, politics, and the impact of such on police work.

A very smug John Coogan is released from his cell. Bodie and Doyle go next door to similarly free Pauly…only to find him dead. And now the case really does kick off.

Back at the ranch, John has got lawyer Merlin over, and is gunning for the whole of CI5 – whoever killed Pauly.
Cut to George and the Minister again, and a horrified Cowley learns they are to face a court of inquiry. He is absolutely appalled that his secret, anonymous organisation will have to face public questioning.
"I founded this organisation, I'll answer for it!" he declares, and the Minister agrees, but points out that it won't just be about the Coogan case, but the very future of CI5. Just to be sure we understand how serious this is. If I didn't know we had two and three-quarters box sets to go, I'd be worried.

We also learn that the prosecution is to be led not by Merlin, but by someone utterly beyond reproach, utterly convinced – Geraldine Mather. Her first gambit it to insist that the case is heard in the same room that Pauly died. Disgusted, Cowley has no choice but to agree.

Pauly's funeral is poorly attended, but we learn through conversation that this is deliberate – all his shady friends have been kept away in a concerted effort to appear respectable. Clearly they have very few friends who fall into the category of 'respectable', hence the poor turn-out.
"Anyway, they didn't forget him," says Big John to his right-hand man. "Check the cards. Anyone who did forget – they'll hear from me." LOL.
He then plays up his sorrow and desire for revenge to the press, before being driven off, still chatting to the Right Hand Man, who now has a name – Frankie. This conversation reveals that John is looking into who tipped CI5 off in the first place and precipitated the raid…

And finally. Back to the Lads. This is the best scene in the ep, opening with Doyle lounging on the sofa at home, reading. Bodie comes waltzing in. And we have another of those very revealing conversations that this ep seems to specialise in. Oh, and Bodie makes a crack about organic food, which is presumably where the widely held belief in Doyle as the health-food-type comes from. But getting back to the point, Doyle is deeply depressed about landing the blow that ruptured Pauly's spleen, and is in big time brood mode.
"That was an accident," Bodie protests, but Doyle is having none of it.
"Yeah, he ran right onto my fist."
Bodie does his best, arguing that it could have happened to anyone, anywhere, anytime, but Doyle is still having none of it.
"It didn't happen to anyone, it happened to me." Well, to Pauly, actually, but I take the point. Pauly's troubles are over, but Doyle still has to live with his.
"You only hit him once," Bodie laments.
"Oh, I see, well that's all right, innit." Doyle is dead sarcastic now. "If I'd hit him twice I could've killed him twice." He sits up, all vehemence. "You know what they've made of me? Do you know what they've made of us? Well, it frightens me to death, Bodie."
Bodie has no come back, and takes refuge in business. Cowley has a job for them. Doyle wants none of it. He'd rather wallow. Plus, he's suspended. He seems slightly surprised to hear that Bodie is too – material witness, his partner points out, dismissively, since he saw Doyle 'beat that innocent young man to death'. Doyle reacts badly to this flippancy, and the differing styles of these partners has never been more obvious. And then Bodie starts to get angry, appealing to Doyle's conscience, pointing out that Cowley needs them. "He's fighting for his life here. I've never seen him like this." Ah, poor Cowley. Interesting that Bodie puts it that way though – CI5 really is the Cow's life blood. Doyle retorts equally angrily, wondering where that 'we' has come from, what happened to his number one credo. Eh? Is he questioning his partner's commitment to their partnership? Wow, things really are bad. Bodie fumes that he'll leave him to wallow and handle it himself.
"Yeah, since when did you ever handle anything by yourself?"
"Yeah, well since when did you?"

Doyle gives in, flinging his book across the room. That really is no way to treat a poor, defenceless paperback. He deserves everything he gets! But back to the buddy-buddy stuff. Doyle sits up, Bodie goes and sits on the coffee table in front of him. They just look at each other. Bodie can see Doyle's attitude melting away, and can't keep the smile from his face. Doyle gives in. Aw. Ain't it sweet? The Lads are back in business.

And off they trot, to track down Bodie's disappeared pigeon, Parker.

Back at CI5 HQ, Cowley has his first encounter with Miss Mather, who demands that he not pretty up the room, and that the board of inquiry must see it as it is now – if it is habitable enough for interrogation of prisoners, it is habitable enough for them. They exchange verbal parries, Miss Mather on the attack, and Cowley very much on the back foot. He really is suffering with all this, his precious CI5 fighting for its life.

The Lads are pounding the street, and have a hilarious encounter with a hooker and her pimp at a knocking shop, who deny all knowledge of Parker.
"There's only one thing you should be looking for when you call here. Look, all the time you're standing there, you're keeping away the real trade, so just go, eh." Hah.
Oh, and Doyle displays that his fuse is still dangerously short.

Cowley and the Minister then discuss Miss Mather and the various bods who are to make up the board of inquiry – mostly fair, decent sorts, but one who has been gunning for them since CI5's inception. Not good news.

And the board of inquiry begins. Miss Mather makes trouble from the get-go, while Bodie and Doyle wait outside, agitated. Inside, Miss Mather uses typically emotive language to make her points, and Cowley's defence goes from bad to worse under the onslaught.

First witness John Coogan claims to have been handcuffed during his entire stay in the spacious cells. Liar. He also claims there was a scuffle in which the chair was broken, but that they couldn't hurt him – because he's so hard, doncha know. But poor little Pauly wasn't…

Outside, Benny brings news of Parker to Bodie and Doyle. Useful chap, Benny. Is this the same Benny as has appeared before? I get my minor agents confused at times. Anyway, they advise him not to scare Parker off, but to keep an eye on him.
Second witness Frankie is called in, and also plays with the sob story. He's the bloke who had the shotgun. He fails to mention that, although Cowley takes pains to point it out. He claims it was for a fox! Anyway, Miss Mather gets quite heated, and then there's an adjournment for the day.

Bodie and Doyle rush off to get Parker…but he's flown. Benny is terribly apologetic. They head off, all despondent. But Bodie has been thinking. He has now at last remembered John's boasting that Pauly used to work out on him. He analyses Doyle's punch quite objectively: "good punch, economical, but it wasn't going to split doors – or spleent." He suggests that perhaps Pauly's fatal spleen rupture might have another cause entirely – maybe it was John himself, in a sparring session. Doyle's gloom lifts just slightly at the possibility, although he is pessimistic about the likelihood, playing devil's advocate to Bodie's enthusiasm for the idea.

They head to the Coogan place to interrogate Coogan's bird, and this is the ideal moment to point out just how lovely Doyle looks in his board-of-inquiry finery scruffed up slightly. They play at being fight fans, and the Bird proves quite informative. Yes, John and Paul did indeed work out together, and oh – Paul managed to hurt John one time, the last time they ever sparred, in fact, but it was all right, because John hurt him back…Sheesh. Shame this testimony isn't recorded in some way, or spoken in court, because it's useless otherwise, and they'll never get her to repeat it once Coogan hears what she's said… They then have to do a runner before the menfolk come to see them off and prevent any more loose lips.

Back at CI5 Cowley fumes. "You fools! You damn fools!" He makes more-or-less the precise point that I did just now. Bodie protests that they were just testing a hunch.
"It could let Ray off the hook. He needs off the hook." Ah, so protective of his hurting partner – and so blind to the big picture. Cowley, though, is all about the big picture. Coogan has been warned – and the girl was on a flight to Spain within an hour of speaking to them. Lucky her. Not so lucky them. All they have is hearsay, and no evidence. Cowley softens – he knows they were just trying to help, but it hasn't helped at all, and could have made things worse. Doyle softly says that it has helped him – there's a doubt now, a chance that he didn't kill Paul Coogan.

The prosecution are not happy about the CI5 visit to casa Coogan.
Doyle is called. Miss Mather reads out his impressive sporting resume. With the police he was a boxing champion, a class A marksman, interested in kendo and karate – interested enough to start a sports club, even. This club was evidently for disadvantaged kids, but she doesn't let him explain that, declaring him 'obsessed with violent sports.' Sheesh, this woman!
"I do other things as well," Doyle protests. "I paint…"
Ah. Canon evidence of Doyle the painter, although he gives no indication of what form this painting takes. That is left to our own very fertile imaginations.

Doyle gets very heated when he is accused of killing Paul Coogan, bringing up John's sparring sessions with his brother, and protesting that "life's important, I believe that." Ah, Doyle the idealist, organic-food freak and painter. This episode is where a lot of that very specific characterisation comes from.
While Cowley takes his turn with the questions, Merlin leaves the makeshift courtroom and pulls John aside to quietly ask if there is any chance that he may have landed the fatal blow himself. Clearly the Bird wasn't questioned to closely about what the Lads asked her the previous night, as the very possibility has obviously never occurred to him. Bodie discreetly listens to the conversation, as Merlin instructs his client to deny all sparring.
A despondent Doyle emerges post-questioning. "She made a monkey out of me." Bodie remains glib, confident he can charm Miss Mather. And then he is called.
"William Andrew Philip Bodie."
"Yeah, all the princes. I was such a regal looking baby."
Ah, Bodie's full name. This episode is a mine of information. He left school at 14, joined the merchant navy, and then jumped ship three years later at Dakar. His past includes gun running in the Congo wars, mercenary soldiering in various conflicts, various other dubious activities…and then joined the army, the Paras, and now CI5.
"How many men have you killed, Mr Bodie?"
Bodie has no answer for that – he can't remember.
Bodie lets slip that an informer led to the raid – Miss Mather insists that this informer must be named and brought in to the court. Alarmed, Cowley points out that this could endanger the life of the informer. But he is overruled. Parker is named.
"Parker. Henry Parker. God help him."

Bodie emerges, all cockiness knocked out of him.
"How'd you get on?"
"Ook ook."
And Merlin tells Coogan about Parker. His thugs head off – and Cowley sends the Lads after them.
Doyle: "With his contacts he's got a better chance of finding Parker than we have." Oh, such an admission of the shortcomings of being on the right side of the law.

Parker is found, at the same pool club that started the episode. By the time Bodie and Doyle move in, it is all over – Parker has had a severe battering, off-screen. They rush him to hospital, and wait, fretting, while he is treated. Come morning, court resumes with no sign of the Lads. Cowley also starts to fret, while at the hospital they insist that Parker must be moved. Taking a statement isn't good enough.

Back in court, Cowley is summing up his case.
"Yes, they are hard, and they are facts – that's the tragedy of it…Like it or not, you need CI5." He is passionate in defence of his organisation. It is well written. He gets a round of applause. But then Miss Mather takes her turn. She is equally passionate, but before she can really get into her stride, in burst Bodie and Doyle, with the seriously injured informer Parker in a wheelchair, swathed in bandages.

"That was pure Perry Mason, that was," Cowley exults as they make their exit. Wow, pop culture references – and to think modern TV thinks it invented those. Anyway, that dramatic entrance apparently won the day, although we don't get to actually see how that played out. The conversation between Bodie and Cowley gives us the gist, though – CI5 survives, albeit not entirely exonerated, and while they may not have got Coogan, they'll have another chance. Cowley is in high spirits, almost drunk with relief, and invites them out for a drink. Bodie is all for it, but Doyle is subdued and decides to head home for an early night. Cowley stops Bodie from going after it.
"I suppose he'll get over it," muses Bodie.
Cowley shakes his head. "No, never. But he'll learn to come to terms with it."

And so they head off to the pub, in an ending that cleverly manages to be both downbeat and upbeat at the same time.

So. Overall. Like I said, this episode is not a favourite of mine, but objectively I can admire it for what it is. It is very well written, and beautifully acted on the whole. It is a mine of information and background on the Lads. And Doyle looks lovely in his courtroom finery. Also, it attempts a fairly sophisticated look into the seedier side of how CI5 works, and how that is viewed by the outside world - asking questions about the organisation that need to be asked. Very different to your run-of-the-mill bang-crash shoot-out cases. It still isn't a favourite, but it is a good, strong and important episode.


Kete wrote:
---Because it is about time for another review. And because I've been nagged so nicely...*g*---

Oh, great, another wonderful episode review! Thank you kindly! (yes, I also was in Due South fandom)  ;-)


---There's something about these scenes that leaves a bad taste, and it isn't the thump. Something about the way they are scripted, and directed - thuggish Coogans against thuggish agents. The seedier side of CI5, maybe, and there's nothing pleasant about it. But maybe that's the point.---

For me this is exactly the point why I love this episode. CI5 is a rightwing organisation with carte blanche to do whatever their whim to prevent crime and terror. In the hands of someone ambitious this could be truly terrifying. Thank god for Cowley. The agents are no angels and I am happy about it. I loved them then and still love them, because they're so far from the good, clean cops of their time, so far from politically correct. Change a few circumstances about their life and they could be on the other side. They're like fight dogs, dangerous in the hand of a layman, but thankfully leashed by an expert.


---Cowley goes to see the Minister. I loove how they always just say 'the Minister', and so rarely give them actual names. Could be any politician – certainly they always seem interchangeable.---

Although I like the little moustached one best. He's got humour and respects Cowley. Also he's got a liking for Cowley's malt.

---Cut to George and the Minister again,, and a horrified Cowley learns they are to face a court of inquiry. He is absolutely appalled that his secret, anonymous organisation will have to face public questioning.---

He's like a little god himself, he answers to no one except his own conscience. The thing that really surprises me is my own reaction to this. I should resent him, instead I'm on his side. Talk about persuasive.

---"You know what they've made of mme? Do you know what they've made of us? Well, it frightens me to death, Bodie."---

God, I love this exchange! This really is the question everybody who in their line of duty may have to kill should ask themselves, isn't it? I'm glad that Doyle does. In principle they're just tools for Cowley to use, but while Bodie has no problem with being a lethal weapon himself, Doyle is deeply disturbed by it. Then he does it anyway - acting against his better self so to speak and I just adore that about him.

---Doyle retorts equally angrily, wonderring where that 'we' has come from, what happened to his number one credo. Eh? Is he questioning his partner's commitment to their partnership?---

I think that refers to Bodie once saying he's looking out for no 1, himself.

---Bodie lets slip that an informer led to the raid - Miss Mather insists that this informer must be named and brought in to the court.  Alarmed, Cowley points out that this could endanger the life of the informer. But he is overruled. Parker is named. "Parker. Henry Parker. God help him."---

I never understood that. Why didn't he just say it was an anonymous tip? Risking the life of someone who did tell you something potentially dangerous to themselves in good faith is an absolute no-no in my belief system.

---Back in court, Cowley is summing up hhis case. "Yes, they are hard, and they are facts – that's the tragedy of it...Like it or not, you need CI5." He is passionate in defence of his organisation. It is well written. He gets a round of applause.---

I can't help smirk at this scene. He accuses Miss Mather of being emotional and then launches into a melodramatic monologue himself. Typically male if you ask me.

Enlighten me!



Birgit said:
Two afterthoughts regarding The Rack:

In most of the other eps, Doyle clearly proves he's got the gift of the gab and then some. Usually, he can talk anyone into anything and finds something glib to say even in dangerous situations.

Yet when he's grilled by Ms Mather, he stumbles and stutters and obviously can't get his sentences right.

Although I cringe through the whole scene, I still think that the scriptwriters (and MS, of course) managed to express Doyle's immense distress very well. In a situation like that, I expect anyone would be at a loss for words. After all, apart from everything else, Doyle's entire career is at stake, not to mention his conscience.

However, I think it's also a social thing. Mather and the members of the jury seem to be upper class whereas Doyle's background is apparently a lot different (at least *I* don't believe he's the long-lost son of an elven king. <g>) He even feels uncomfortable in his smart clothes. Do you think he might have a deep-rooted feeling of social inferiority? It would be interesting to hear how the British sibs see this.

I also wonder how Doyle would have reacted had the outcome been different. If CI5 had been disbanded, I expect he would have blamed himself for it even though his actions merely gave Cowley's enemies a chance to have a go at him. Would Cowley have blamed him nonetheless? Openly or secrelty? What would Bodie or the other agents have said? What would Doyle have done - carry on somehow (doing what exactly?) or put a gun in his mouth? This is all speculation, but an interesting line of thought, I think.


Kete wrote:
---In most of the other eps, Doyle clearrly proves he's got the gift of  the gab and then some. ... After all, apart from everything else, Doyle's entire career is at stake, not to mention his conscience. However, I think it's also a social thing. Mather and the members of  the jury seem to be uppper class whereas Doyle's background is apparently a lot different (at least *I* don't believe he's the long-lost son of an elven king. <g>) He even feels uncomfortable in his smart clothes. Do you think he might have a deep-rooted feeling of social inferiority? It would be interesting to hear how the British sibs see this.---

Well, I'm no Brit, but I've always placed them safely within the working class which is why I'm never able to suspend my disbelief enough to follow story lines which make them Cowley's successors. I don't think they have the social background for that. And yes, I think it's a very potent mixture of shame, guilt and social inferiority that lets Doyle react the way he does.

---I also wonder how Doyle would have reeacted had the outcome been different. If CI5 had been disbanded, I expect he would have blamed himself for it even though his actions merely gave Cowley's enemies a chance to have a go at him. Would Cowley have blamed him nonetheless? Openly or secretly? What would Bodie or the other agents have said? What would Doyle have done - carry on somehow (doing what exactly?) or put a gun in his mouth? This is all speculation, but an interesting line of thought, I think.---

I think that Cowley and the other agents would have blamed him subconsciously. How could they not? But consciously and intellectually they would all have known that this or something similar could have happened to any of them and I think they would have expressed themselves that way. With some cursing out of earshot perhaps....

What Doyle (or Bodie for that matter) would do out of CI5 is something I'm pondering myself quite often. Frankly, I cannot see any "normal" profession for them. Doyle would probably not be able to go back into the police as he left there with a bit of a squabble, I think, being a witness against corrupt cops and having had arguments with his superiors. I don't think they would take him back. Bodie could, of course, always go back to soldiering - either in the army or as a merc. How great is the chance that he would be able to take Doyle along? I don't think, btw, that Doyle would attempt suicide, he's too much of a fighter for that, imo.


Sue said:
After having 'persuaded' Jo to do another of her fabulous reviews it is most reprehensible of me not to have joined in until now. Hopefully better late than never will suffice.

It's funny how you can think you know all the pertinent bits of an episode only to proved wrong when people start discussing it in detail. After reading the postings so far I knew I had to re-watch it before commenting and I only found the time today - one eye on the screen and one eye on chat <G>

It seems to me that Doyle only answers the phone in such an off hand manner because his mind was elsewhere. My query is why Parker is only known to Bodie and not to both of them. I have no problem with Doyle having all sorts of London based informers that Bodie doesn't know about because of his time with the police when he would have made contacts. I'm less confident of when Bodie would have built up his associations. And why Doyle wouldn't know them as well since they are a team. Clearly Parker doesn't know Doyle because he asks who he is and yet when Doyle asks Bodie where they are to meet him, Bodie says, 'the usual place.'
Doyle is brusque with Parker but he also is with the gunrunner in Old Dog, um, Cusack? He's not that friendly to Marty either - does he not like Bodie's associates? <g>

With the raid on the Coogan place that the two agents who reach the front door first have to wait for Doyle to kick the door down. Goodness knows how they get on when let out on their own. No wonder B & D are kept so busy if they are the only ones who can act on their own initiative.

Pauly and Big John are not convincing as brothers at all. All the way through the script we are constantly reminded that Pauly was John's 'little' brother and that he didn't have the same physique as his brother. Ok, maybe he wasn't a championship boxer but he hardly looks a push over and is, in fact, the bigger built of the two. (Have now just checked and there is actually 5 years in age between the two actors so ok, but I still say they don't look like brothers and the age gap isn't obvious either.)

<Pause for quick drool at the shots of Doyle striding into the room where they are holding John Coogan and dropping his jacket. > I hadn't spotted before though, that he doesn't pick it up again - thanks, Birgit. The taking if off is meant to be menacing, a sort of getting ready for action gesture. Might have worked on some of the lesser thugs they've had in before now but naturally not Big John Coogan :)

When they are forced to release John I wonder at Bodie saying, ' This way, sir.'. There isn't really any irony in his tone and I thought it would have cost him to be that polite.

Of course the best scene in the whole episode is the one in Doyle's living room where Bodie persuades him back on the job. Fantastic shots of both of them throughout. The acting is spot on too. It is entirely Bodie's way to make bad taste jokes rather than talking straight but he knows how to get through to Doyle regardless.
Both in this scene and in the later one, on the steps of the flat with the tart and her pimp, Doyle's eyes look particularly green

All the courtroom scenes are beautifully economical. We see the terrifying Geraldine Mather at work. She causes first Doyle and then Bodie to blurt out things best left quiet. She's another great character. She does genuinely believe in what she says -which is why they employed her. She is truly horrified when she discovers what CI5's brief entitles them to do. I can't help being annoyed with her though for her blinkered approach and appreciate why, whenever she is used in fiction, she is forced to see the other side of these people she insists on defending.

For our legal system to be seen as fair we have to have somebody to defend the (alleged) criminals and this is where most people's dichotomy of the show comes in. We 'know' that Cowley is always right, that he only prosecutes the bad, that he will never abuse his power and therefore we applaud and encourage him. In real life, I'm not sure many people could be so sure or not bow to the various pressures brought to bear on them to achieve one or other result whether it be just or fair. In the final summing up speeches, Cowley's sums up what is best about CI5 and why we need it. We really need it, even more today. But Miss Mather also makes valid points for a real world and while I would still vote for a Cowley in charge, we all know the saying about power corrupting.

There is no such thing as an entirely bad episode and this has many good things to recommend it. Fantastic Doyle close ups, bags of background details and marvellous speeches by Cowley. Possibly not a favourite but a good solid episode all the same.

-- I also wonder how Doyle would have reacted had the outcome been different. If CI5 had been disbanded, I expect he would have blamed himself for it even though his actions merely gave Cowley's enemies a chance to have a go at him. Would Cowley have blamed him nonetheless? Openly or secrelty? What would Bodie or the other agents have said? What would Doyle have done - carry on somehow (doing what exactly?) or put a gun in his mouth? This is all speculation, but an interesting line of thought, I think. --

Now this is my sort of AU. What I tend to call a What If type story. Something that looks at how different things would have been if a pivotal point had gone an alternate route.

No way do I see Doyle as the suicidal type, far too stubborn to know when to quit. I'm not sure though what else he might have done were CI5 to be disbanded.
I think although some thoughtless types might openly chastise Doyle, most of them would realise there but for the grace of God, go I and probably thank their lucky stars it wasn't them that was the nail in the coffin.
Defending Doyle from the careless and accusatory comments of their colleagues could put Bodie in the middle of many an argument.

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