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Our prime suspect, DI John Major,

serial killer.

Believed to have murdered eight people.

Oh, this is bullshit.

You's all know John.

You know he's not a killer.

Oh, you don't believe this, do ya?

There's a lot of evidence,

the psychological profile...

The psychological profile is bollocks.

Thank you for that clinical assessment.

Look, I know it fits him,

it could fit loads of people

and let's face it, you haven't liked John

from the very first time you met him.

So my personal feelings

are clouding my professional judgement?

- Please tell me more about that. - Fuck off.

DI Carver, where are you going?

Well, I'm going to find him.

Not on your own you're not, I don't trust you.

Boss, we all want him found safe.

Don't we?

Well, we all want him found.

Judith, boys, escort detail now.

Yes, guv.

Be aware,

DI John Major is a highly-trained,

undercover officer.

If he's chosen to alter his appearance,

he's gonna be damned hard to track down.

Spare some change for a cuppa tea, missus.

- Oh, my God! - Shh.

It's okay, it's me. It's John.

Yeah, I know who you are, John.

Jesus, what's happened to you?

I'm on the run, Kelly and they're all after me.

Dennett, McAllister, even Roy.

They're saying I fit the killer's profile.

Anger issues, need for attention.

I mean, do I look like a lunatic to you?

What do you want from me, John?

I actually could do with some change for a cuppa tea.

Come on, I'll take you somewhere safe.

Well, why don't you just wait here?

I'll speak to him myself one on one.

Dennett said to stick with you.

Hey, peoples.

Hi, Kel.

You seen John?

Why would I have seen John?

Answer the question, please.

Uh, sorry.

What's this about cos I've got a client due, so...

Have you seen DI Major today?

No I haven't, he could be on a, a picnic for all I know.

When was the last time he was in contact?

Contact?

With me? Contact with me.

God, that's a question. A question and a half.

I'll have to think right back.

Physical contact? Bodily contact?

We haven't exchanged any sort of like fluid contact,

that's been quite a while.

We're getting nowhere here, DI Carver.

Shit.

Spare some change for a cuppa tea, mister?

What the fuck's going on?

It's me, it's John Major.

Yeah, I fucking know that, John, that's why I'm here.

- Where are the snipers? - Ay? Well, there are no snipers.

Look, I came alone.

I'm unarmed, me weapon's in the car.

How did you find me?

Kelly mentioned picnics, we used to come here sometimes.

So did we.

First place we made love.

Ah, J... so, come on then,

tell me the truth, are you a serial killer or what?

Well, according to your girlfriend I am.

Well it's not just the profile, John,

what about all the shit in your spare room?

- What? - Well the pictures.

The fucking puppet.

I told you I've been having blackouts. Long ones.

I wake up and I don't know where I've been.

Oh, fucking hell, John.

I've been telling everyone it's not you

and now you're saying it might be.

I'm saying I don't know.

Oh, Jesus Christ.

We're the police, Roy, we follow the evidence.

If it says that I'm guilty then you have to arrest me.

I can't arrest ya.

It's your duty as a police officer.

Fucking hell, it's Dennett.

Keep your fucking mouth shut.

Hello. Yeah, all right, boss.

I thought I might know where he was.

Unfortunately no joy.

He's found me, boss.

Just tell him to arrest me.

DI Carver, if you don't bring him in

you are assisting a felon and will be treated as such.

Just stop it, Roy,

- I can't do this. - You ballbag.

You fucking, wanker!

Look, I'm a danger to myself and others, Roy.

You're a gobshite, that's what you are.

Eh? Where are we going?

No, you don't know what you've been doing

- but someone does. - Eh?

Hello, boys.

Kettle's on.

The kill switch!

The what?

When you rebuilt Major,

you said there was something you could do to shut him down.

Uh, yeah, in an emergency.

He's murdered eight people.

He's a suspect. Hey, could you not.

- Stop. Hey, those are important. - Which button is it?

It, it's not literally a button,

it's a series of protocols designed to...

Damn.

I knew I shouldn't have labelled that.

Hey!

There is no going back if you press that button.

He could be on his way to the next victim right now.

All we know is it's someone with a flamingo scarf.

Oh, eh. Like Kelly's scarf?

What?

DI Major's ex-wife.

She's got a flamingo scarf.

She's his next victim.

That sick bastard.

Well you can protect her without killing him.

How the wheel of fortune turns.

Just one day ago I was in the dock

and you were the hero,

and now look at us.

Well, we want answers, that's all.

Tea, that's what we want.

Fuck are they doing here?

Can you bring us our drinks please, Liam?

I don't feel comfortable harbouring wanted criminals.

You won't feel comfortable with my fist in your face.

Just bring us the drinks please, Liam.

Yeah, just bring us the drinks please, Liam.

- That's a good boy, Liam. - Yeah, fuck.

Well you put spyware in John's head,

surely you know whether or not he's a killer.

Oh, no, that's a good idea,

I see where you're going with that.

I'm sorry, John, truly, but alas,

when John blacks out, the spyware blacks out too.

Fuck.

We have a suspected murderer on the premises,

DI John Major.

Come very quickly please, I think he's dangerous.

I really am sorry, boys. What are you gonna do now?

Dunno.

Nowhere else to go, you were our only hope.

Who you texting?

Just me new flatmate.

Let him know I won't be back for dinner.

Flatmate?

Guy I'm subletting from. Nice bloke.

Works at SIU.

What, you've got a fucking flatmate?

How d'you spell lasagne?

You dozy bastard.

Fuck off, it's a tricky word.

No, John. The fucking flatmate!

Who's the flatmate?

Huh.

We did say four o'clock, didn't we?

I'm here for my final session.

We need to get back to SIU now. He might be with Kelly.

Yeah, it's okay, I've arranged a lift.

Liam.

He's a wanted serial killer.

Look, just let us go, please.

You know it's the right thing to do.

Well, when the police arrive you can explain it to them,

- I'm sure they'll understand. - They're a SWAT team,

they're, they're not gonna just listen while we explain it.

Well I can't just let you walk out, I mean it looks bad.

You'll have to have a pow at me.

No.

Well Liam then, just beat him up.

- Yeah, okay why not. - All right, yeah, works for me.

Fuck off.

This is a big day for me.

I've got so much to share with you.

You don't have to.

You've always told me to be open.

Sometimes it's better to keep a lid on things,

just all nicely bottled up.

I'm just gonna get that if you don't mind.

D'you know what,

I do mind.

You said I should be more assertive.

So I am.

Assertive!

Yes.

Go you.

Damn it!

They've got away from the Chalmers house.

Assaulted a low-level drug dealer and fled.

This is the end game,

he's gonna hit his final victim at all costs.

His final victim is his ex-wife.

How do I play this?

Calm. Don't tell them what we know.

Pretend to go along with whatever they say.

- Keep it light. - Okay.

Hiya, you all right?

Not too light.

Boss, listen up, we know who the killer is.

Ooh, smashing. Uh, great stuff.

Look, it's a copper,

he owns the property that Major's been renting.

- He also does... - Okay.

- therapy with Kelly. - Yeah.

We keep trying her but she's not answering.

Oh, really? Well, we'll see you later.

Okay, bye.

Eh?

Total gibberish.

They'll be coming here.

He'll do whatever it takes to reach Kelly.

I'll check on her.

I'll just pop that there.

Make sure we don't have any more interruptions.

Huh, sorry to interrupt, uh, just making sure you're okay.

Yeah. No, great. Fine.

I don't wanna worry you,

uh, but it turns out you're the killer's next victim.

Oh, luckily this guy's got a gun so you're nice and safe.

Great, I'll leave you to it.

Sorry.

Are you sure everything's fine?

It's just that I got the sense that maybe you were,

you were signalling to me.

You know, the whole, hm, hm,

hm, hm. Hm, hm. You know, that.

It's just something in my eye.

So, just to confirm, everything's definitely fine?

All dandy, thank you. Bye-bye.

Okay, bye.

Stop right there.

You're both under arrest.

Boss!

Fucking hell. Down. Down.

Come out very slowly

with your hands behind your head where I can see them.

You won't see them if they're behind their heads.

What?

Sorry.

Oh, come out with your hands next to your head then.

They can't hear you, boss.

What?

Boss, you don't understand. It's not me, I'm not the killer.

We can prove it.

Fuck!

I, I'll find it a lot easier to

listen to you if maybe you put the gun away.

What this old thing?

Ah!

Oh, god.

This was just to hold your attention while we wait.

Wait?

For the rest of the gang to arrive.

Once they're in the building,

I'll set off the bomb and kill everyone.

They'll be sorry they ignored me.

Ignored you? They haven't,

they haven't ignored you, you are a,

a well-known and highly respected officer.

Boss, the killer works here.

His name's Mike something, I think.

We haven't got a Mike, have we?

Is it Mike or, uh, Mark?

We've got a Milo who works admin. Is it Milo?

We don't know who you're talking about.

I think maybe he's new.

I've worked here for six years!

You've got ten seconds to give yourselves up

or we're moving in.

One elephant.

- Wait here, I'm going in. - No!

Look, they might listen to me, they'll shoot you.

You believed in me, Roy, when I didn't believe in myself.

Five elephant.

You knew I was innocent.

Six elephant.

Now it's my turn to stand up for you.

They've got guns.

You brought one too, in the car.

You told me.

Coming, ready or not.

John?

- Showtime. - No, no. John.

Shoot him! Shoot him!

Fuck a duck.

- Hold fire! Hold fire! - John! John!

Stay down there.

Ah.

Put your weapon down and come on out.

Boss, don't shoot. Ay, fuck.

Fucking hell.

Shit. I didn't mean to.

- I didn't mean to. - Aah!

Nobody move.

Carver, you okay?

Yeah!

Yeah, don't worry about me, I'll live.

Just go and get Kelly.

You won't get away with this, Major.

Put your weapon down!

He's in the east stairwell

heading to sub-level three.

Stay where you are. Stop!

Alert, suspected killer John Major

is armed and in the building.

Stay in your designated areas.

Move. Move, move.

- Stop! - Aah!

I will shoot you, John.

No.

Stop moving.

John, go!

Over here!

He's heading to the therapy room.

Fuck.

This is not a drill, grab the essentials and get out.

Major is armed and inside the building,

flip the kill switch!

Ah, I need a rest.

Time to die.

Shit.

No one will know it's you.

If you kill everyone with that bomb

then John will get the credit.

But give yourself up and you'll be famous.

Newspapers, books,

Channel 5 documentaries.

Podcasts?

Yes, lots of podcasts.

I think I'll do it anyway.

Hello, Mike speaking.

Aah!

Session's over, Mike.

Thank you.

It was your report that brought me here.

Kill switch kill switch

to prevent irresponsible use of the first kill switch.

What?

Suppose you're wondering why I did it.

See, I wore a mask with these red eyes.

Don't move!

It's all right, John, love, it's over, we're okay.

Yeah, I'm just explaining to the guys.

- Drop the weapon! - Ah!

Hold your fire, it's not him, it's this guy.

Mm-hmm.

My God. I almost killed you.

It's okay, Judith.

You were just doing your job.

If there's anything I can do to make it up to you.

Can I move into your place for a bit?

- No. - Okay, fair enough.

Roy!

It's all right, it's just a scratch.

Roy, you're bleeding.

Don't worry about it, I'll be fine.

I think with me it started in childhood.

What the hell is going on?

Boss, Major's not the killer and we can prove it.

Told you. I knew it.

I believe someone mentioned a bomb,

we should probably evacuate.

What are you wearing, Major?

- Oh, it's a long story. - You've let yourself go.

We need to get out of here.

So I'll fill you in on the details in a bit then, yeah?

Guys, the details and the motivation bit.

Guys, I'll fill you in on the details in a bit.

- In you go. - Yes, guv.

Hey, um, my job's done, I came to say goodbye.

Hang on, where you going?

I thought you was gonna be our new psychologist.

There's one here already and she's excellent.

Don't overlook what you've got here, Roy.

See ya.

Hello.

Congratulations, John.

Fantastic feeling, isn't it, being declared innocent.

What d'you want from me, Chalmers?

Nothing.

You've given me everything I need,

that's why I'm disabling the spyware.

You're free.

Won't stop me coming for ya

and every time you think I'm out of your hair,

I'll come again.

Twice as hard.

I would expect nothing less.

Au revoir, John.

Then report back to me.

Boss.

About Major's suspension,

I don't suppose you could have a rethink?

I suppose I could possibly.

Oh, yeah, by the way,

I picked up that guy's smartphone,

uh, it was open on this, uh, big red button thing.

John, no!

Fuck. Fucking hell.

Oh, my God.

No, I think he's still suspended.

Fair enough.

Ooh.

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