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[footsteps approaching]
[dog barking]

[sinister music]

The majority of people who
commit murder,

89 percent use a single method
to kill.

Where more than one method
is used,

the act is usually premeditated.

In these cases, the killer will
tend to be more aggressive,

more sadistic.

In most instances, you will be
looking for a man

with a history of violence,

A man who takes pleasure in it.

But be warned,

while our education system
might reward

the regurgitation of statistics,

a homicide investigation
requires nimble thinking.

There are always exceptions.

Professor.

So, did you learn anything?

You don't mind biting the hand
that feeds you.

The purpose of education is to
encourage people

to think for themselves.

Uh, may I see?

Oh, it's...nothing but the date
and a doodle.

Excellent.

[dramatic music]

Is that drawing supposed to
be me?

No.

WOMAN: The 999 call came from
this address.

So, how'd your exam go?

Um, I don't know.

I didn't finish, but, um,
I'm sure it'll be fine, no?

Okay, I know some of you
have to get off,

but I have to remind you that
we have had

another two burglaries
in the last 24 hours.

And in both of these instances,

the victims were assaulted

despite putting up no
resistance.

Is this the same guy?

Could be, they use the same
methods to gain entry,

but once they're inside, their
actions are escalating.

[crashing]

So, two weeks ago they fled
when challenged.

Last week they made threats,
didn't carry them through.

Now, they've graduated to ABH.

What next?

Warnings have gone out to
the local press and the radio,

and the community officers are
speaking to the elderly

and the vulnerable about
home safety advice.

[meow]

We have to catch who's
behind this.

Ticking time bomb.

[suspenseful music]

[soft music]

Five stab wounds,
severe blood loss.

Which is the cause of death?

I have no opinions
till the PM's done.

And the time of death?

I don't guess.
I don't get it wrong.

-The victim...
-Tyrone Walsh.

Yeah. He called emergency
services at 7:32 tonight,

and the first officers found
him dead at 7:38.

So go on, take a chance.

Above my pay grade.

And how'd the killer get in?

How does your burglar usually
get in?

My burglar?

The one you can't catch.

My burglar likes to pick locks.

What's with the cushion?

WOMAN: Will somebody tell me
what's happened?

Is that the wife?

SOCO: Yeah.

[dramatic music]

[door clattering]
WOMAN: Let me in please.

[door slams]

[woman upset]

My nan could force that lock.

What you need is a British
standard five lever mortise.

I'd also get some sash jammers.

Oh, this is my son.

Hey.

Cameron was giving me some
advice.

Community support.

I can see.

I'll leave this with you.

You've got my number if you need
anything.

You take care now.

What are you talking to him for?

Come to me if you want
security advice.

He was friendly.

-What's that mean?
-I haven't seen you for weeks.

-Yeah, well, Dad...
-I know, you're understaffed,

you told me.

That's what I have to keep
telling the band.

[knocking on door]
Yeah?

-Ma'am.
-You're early.

Yeah, I was looking through
the active case notifications

for yesterday and I...
-Take a seat,

I wanna talk to you.

I got your National Detective
exam results back.

You didn't pass.

[dramatic music]

I get a re-sit.

Yeah, just the one.

Failing that,
I'll be back in uniform.

Chloe...

you've got it all up here.

You have.

You just have to channel it
and think,

think before you write.

-Morning.
-Morning.

I've got some basics back from
last night, from Tyrone Walsh.

Yeah, me too.
Let's mix and match.

So, he's 37 years old, works as
a schools inspector.

And he was stabbed five times.

999 have got a time of death,
haven't they?

Yeah, it's around 7:35 PM.

Uniform are checking dash cams,
doorbell cams,

talking to neighbors,
et cetera.

Nearest and dearest?

Only really his wife,
Tilly Walsh.

She volunteers in a local
charity shop. No convictions.

At the time of death, she was
playing badminton

with three friends.

Um, she's seen on CCTV,
half a dozen witnesses.

Right, well I've got this
from comms.

RESPONDER: Which emergency?

[breathing down phone]

Which emergency service
do you require?

TYRONE WALSH:
Yeah, I've been stabbed.

Aargh...oh...

[groans]

It cuts out there.

Also, pathology were on this
all night.

Tyrone Walsh didn't die from
stab wounds.

He was asphyxiated.

They found fibers from a cushion
in his trachea.

Smothered and stabbed,

so, we're dealing with
a psychopath.

Yeah.

Chloe, uh, what did you...

what did you come in to
talk to me about?

Yeah, so, one of the active case
notifications from yesterday

involved Tyrone Walsh.
-Mm-hmm.

He called to complain that when
he was investigating

Hillworth free school,

his car was vandalized

and the headmaster
made death threats.

Oh, good spot.

Uniform paid the headmaster
a visit,

and he denied Walsh's
accusations.

Well, now we have a lead.

[drums playing]

Hello everyone.

It's Marvelous Marvin.

[exhales]

Hello, I am calling regarding
the hire of one of your tutors.

[upbeat music]

Percussion.

Yes. Preferably male, late 40s,
early 50s.

Thank you.

I look forward to it.

[Kafka yaps]
Yes, good boy.

[Kafka yaps again]
Yes, good.

[door opens, closes]

What about this one?
-PROFESSOR T: Aunt Zelda?

Oh, come in.

[Kafka barking]

What has got into Kafka?

I've been showing him pictures
of strange men,

encouraging him to growl.

I'm not a strange man.

Strange enough.

Oh, we had a visit from
a charming

community police officer,
didn't we, boy?

Oh, yes, you remember.

[Kafka growls, barks]

Apparently there's been a spate
of burglaries.

And as a consequence,
you decided to purchase this...

pepper spray.
[Kafka barks]

Better be safe than sorry.

Do you think a burglar will wait
while you rummage

for your spectacles and squint
at the instructions?

I don't squint.
[Kafka barks]

Any self-respecting
house breaker

will relieve you of your weapon
and use it against you.

I am confiscating this doubtless
illegal contraband.

Darling, why are you here?

[scoffs] To warn you about
the break-ins?

Oh, you're such a softy.

Looking after your old auntie.

Wish somebody would break in,
relieve the boredom.

Is Peter Snares a thing
of the past?

Peter Snares is very much
a thing of the present,

but he's not here.

Hm. Well, we can all be grateful
for that.

[growling, barking]

[playful violin music]

[background chatter]

No lecture today.

Not why I'm here.

Yeah, we've got an odd one.

Victim stabbed five times,
then smothered to death.

It's like what you were saying
yesterday, rare for someone

to use more than one method.

So, we're probably dealing with
a psychopath.

I wish I'd made notes now.

Um, okay, so, we don't know if
he's a psychopath.

What did you say?

A...sadist.

Yeah, someone who takes pleasure
in it and will very likely...

kill again.

You should have called me.

I did.

Yes, you did.

I must have ignored it.

Ah.

Dr. Goldberg is proposing
a follow-up session

tomorrow at 11 a.m.

Great.

You have a suspect?

Yes.

I've just seen your Professor,

Zelda's nephew,

talking to a...

to a chap out there,

sort of tall, upright,
brigadier type.

The Dean.

Are they related?

No.

You spend long enough with
somebody,

you start to look like them.

Like you and your dog.
-Oh, dear Towser.

I thought we might try the
French on...on Wheeler Street,

Zelda and I had lunch there,
it was...

it's really rather good.
-What's this?

Oh, well, you know,

it's never too late to learn
the nuts

and bolts of something new.

Are you trying to impress Zelda?

Well, you know,
she's a challenge.

I rather like that.

She's a man eater.

And I plan to be
the main course.

[dramatic music]

Mm, oh. [gulps]

[children shouting, chatting]

[girl giggling]

Headteacher's name's
Ash Robertson.

Oh, he's the one made
the threats.

But the main suspect is your
prolific house breaker?

-Yes...to both questions.
-Yeah.

Keep all lines of inquiry open

until the facts tell you
otherwise.

Can we talk about the, um...

Oh, the killer left the cushion

under the victim's head.

Guilt?

Possibly guilt,
or some sort of fetish.

Perhaps done purely to confuse.

Jane Toppan...

[knocking on door]
...often made her victims

more comfortable,
giving them extra pillows,

quilts.

Jolly Jane.
She was a nurse.

Confessed to killing 31,
committed to an asylum.

I'm glad you're on our side.

[giggles]
ASH: Come in.

Where were you between seven
and eight yesterday evening?

Seven and eight?

I was at home. Why?

Tyrone Walsh was murdered
last night.

My God.

Oh, God, that's awful.

You threatened him.

I didn't threaten him. No.

This is so typical.

I don't...I don't want to speak
ill of the dead.

Do...

speak ill of the dead.

You see it with kids.

The bully accusing the victim
of bullying.

Tyrone Walsh loved power,
and he loved to punish.

But not every school received
a negative report.

Of course. Traditional schools
were usually outstanding.

He had a cultural bias against
alternative education.

And if you challenged him
about it,

he'd accuse you of
attacking him.

Who vandalized his car?

I don't know.

Maybe some of the pupils.

Fugitives from Apple Tree.

Apple Tree?

A school like this one.

Walsh closed it down.

Headteacher funded it,
he lost everything.

Savings, school, family.

[tense music]

Maybe it's him you should be
talking to.

Harman Redpath.

The school I went to
got shut down,

I had to travel for miles
after that.

It put me right off.

Is that why you failed your NDE?

Harman Redpath, flat 45.
[buzzer rings]

DCI Goswami said I should be
kind to you today.

Is this your idea of kind?

[intercom] Who is it?

Hi, it's the police .

Um, I'm DS Winters. We need to
speak to you.

[door buzzes]
Thanks.

Right.

You have supplied yourself
with a ready-made excuse.

When you fail next time,

we shall blame
the education system.

I'm not gonna fail next time.

Good.

I went to see Casablanca
last night,

I think it started about seven.

Can I ask why you're here
exactly?

Uh, we're here because
Tyrone Walsh

had an impact on your life.

Oh, I don't blame him.

If it hadn't been him it would
have been someone else.

You opened your own school,

funded it out of your savings?
-Yes.

Then you must have lost a lot of
money when he closed it down.

I wasn't doing it for the money.

Why were you doing it?

My education as a pupil
wasn't great.

I thought I could make a
difference to children's lives.

I tried.

[dramatic music]

I was out of my depth.

-Well?
-I have an appointment

in 15 minutes.

Is he a suspect?

Until we have information that
discounts him,

of course he is.
-Seriously?

Do I strike you as one given to
capers and tomfoolery?

Dean?

Miss Snares.

I couldn't help noticing,
[crow caws]

between you
and Professor Tempest

there seems to have been a thaw.

A thaw?

A d�tente, like Trump
and the little rocket man,

all chummy.

What's changed?

-Nothing's changed.
-Oh, come on.

You know I'll get it out of you.

Once I'm in sleuth mode,

I never stop until my quarry
is bagged.

You might as well tell me now.

Oh, very well.

There's been a...a shift,
shall we say.

-Caused by?
-A realization.

And, I might add, you've been
slow on the uptake.

This all happened months ago.

What sort of realization?

Miss Snares, some things,

despite what the idiot emperors
of social media

would have us believe,
are private.

[car rumbling]

Hey, how's it going?

-Dave?
-You what?

I was informed that my first
lesson would be

with someone called Dave.
-Oh, Dave.

He, um, couldn't make it.

So, he asked me to sit in.

I trust you are proficient in
the percussive arts.

I can play a bit.

In that case, follow me.

I'm Lydia, by the way.

I am pleased to make
your acquaintance.

[rhythmic drumming]

I was unaware my drums
could do that.

Hm. Disentangle the old chakras.

So...what do you want to get
from this?

You want to join a band or more
of a spiritual thing?

I was hoping to derive some
therapeutic benefit.

Okay.

Pretty bunched up sort of guy.

You got some stuff going on?

Come on, you can tell me,
I'm your drum teacher.

I do. Yes. Uh, stuff.

Okay. Your go.

Let's see...what you got.

You gonna play with those
things on?

I would prefer to, yes.

I have been attempting to
tutor myself

by the way of short films
via the internet.

The relentless enthusiasm
of the instructor...

Play some drums, mate.

[clangs cymbals]
[beats a few drums]

What are you stopping for?

That's it? Mm-hmm.

That's it. Bring the bass in.

[drumming becomes more rhythmic]

Ha-ha-ha, woo.

[dramatic music]

Yeah.

See?

Woo. Getting looser already.

Problems floating away.

Wilfred and Adelaide.

[dramatic music continues]

Well, well, well.

Oh, [clears throat] hi.

Oh, yes.

Hi.

-Hi. I'm Lydia.
-I'm Helena. I'm...

I'm uh, uh, an...an acquaintance
of Jasper's.

Hm. I'm his drum teacher.

-Remarkably therapeutic.
-Hm.

Oh. As I suggested it might be.

Well, um, lovely to meet you.

You too.

[footsteps receding]

Well, she didn't like me.

No, she does not.

[laughs]

She thinks I'm gonna
lead you astray.

And you know what?

She might be right.

[laughs] See you next time.

[gate clangs]

[soft music]

Right, listen up.

Uniform have unearthed
something useful.

Magdalene Craron,
she's a neighbor,

lives across the road
from Tyrone Walsh.

A couple of nights ago, she saw
a car she didn't recognize

parked up.

Because of the burglaries,

she took down
the registration number.

Turns out the car belonged to
Ash Robertson.

Oh.

I'll leave that with you.

I lied because I didn't think it
was relevant.

We'll decide what's relevant.

I was embarrassed.

Why?

Because I went to his house
to apologize.

I sat in my car, I realized
I'd be giving Walsh

exactly what he wanted.

I went home.

DS WINTERS: Why were you
so quick to deflect attention

onto Harman Redpath?

As you said,

he's the one you should be
talking to.

I was making a point
that it wasn't just me

that Walsh had angered.

I did not go into his house.

We're gonna hold you here for
further questioning.

What? You're keeping me here?

We have the right to detain you
for 24 hours.

Okay Professor, tell us what
you're thinking.

Our mystery burglar is our main
suspect plus two others,

Ash Robertson
and Harman Redpath.

We have five incised wounds

rendered utterly obsolete by an
act of asphyxiation.

Chaos.

Indeed...and we must apply

our own version of chaos theory,

which teases out the patterns

in seemingly random
states of disorder.

Right. We found no traces
of Ash Robertson

at the Walsh House.

So, I think we've got to assume

the burglar has stabbed Walsh

and left him for dead.

Yeah, and gone looking
for valuables.

Yeah. Heard him make a call...

Maybe came back, put the
cushion over his face

to silence him.

DS WINTERS: Yeah.
[pensive music]

Held it there long enough
to kill him.

DCI GOSWAMI: Yeah.

PROFESSOR T: Assumptions.

A veritable plethora.

[sighs] What have we ignored?

What have we dismissed as
insignificant?

Harman Redpath owns
a lot of DVDs.

Box sets from a charity shop.

Tyrone's wife, Tilly Walsh,
works in a charity shop.

Okay. Anything else?

Tell the pathology lab
to augment

and analyze the emergency call.

Was there a second voice?

Who says I have been stabbed?
-Walsh.

Probably, but that is one more
assumption.

We know when Tyrone Walsh died,

we do not know when he was
stabbed.

[dramatic music]

[wind chime clinking]

[suspenseful music]

[lock clicks, door opens]

[scraping]
[sinister music]

[crow cawing]

[door opens]
Come in, sorry.

Yes. Could you send somebody
over please?

Y-yeah, okay.

And you've got my address.

Alright, thanks.

The bank.

They refuse to believe that
I don't have any money.

Tyrone used to handle
all of that.

Have you not got your own
account?

A credit card?

Before I got married, yes.

After that...

Your husband took
care of all that.

But never left me short
or anything.

In the charity shop, uh, did you
have any regular customers?

Yeah. Hundreds.

Any that you knew well?

No, just hello, goodbye.
That sort of thing.

Would you like a cup of tea?
-No, no, I...

Could I get the names of
all the friends

you play badminton with?

Yeah, yeah, I'll write 'em all
down for you.

[phone rings]
Hi, dad.

BOB: [whispering] I can hear
somebody downstairs.

I can't hear you.

[sinister music]
I can hear somebody downstairs.

-You sure?
-Course I'm sure.

Somebody's broken in.
-Okay, don't panic.

Um, I'm two minutes away.

Just call 999 and then call me
right back. Okay?

[engine roars, tires squeal]

[high tempo music]

[tires squealing]

[sighs]

He's late.

Your offer to Dan to attend
some lectures,

did he take you up on it?

He was there two days ago.

Do you think he got much
out of it?

No, he got nothing out of it.

Oh.

DS Winters is an instinctive
detective.

Attending lectures may very well
dull his natural ability.

So, why did you suggest
he attend?

To make him realize that
a degree in criminology

is not necessarily an advantage.

And maybe to stop him

trying to do Lisa's job
as well as his own.

I thought that went
without saying.

You really care about that
young man.

I care about solving crimes.

The functionality of the team.

One more minute,
and I'm leaving.

Dan, finally.

You got me worried.

I kept this handy.

Is he alright?

Well, he's breathing.

I'll call an ambulance.

-Dan! [whack]
-Argh.

Oh.
[high tempo music]

Leave him. He's dangerous.

[wind chime clinking]

Hey!

Hey!

Oi.

-Ma'am?
-What's up?

Harman Redpath lied about
his alibi.

Right.

He said he went to see
Casablanca

at 7 PM, but I've checked,

the projector broke,

the whole thing was canceled.

Tyrone Walsh was the one who
closed Redpath's school.

It's what bankrupted him.

It's what ended his marriage.

Right.

Dan will be back in an hour.

It's good.

[sinister music]

[ominous music]

[bird wings fluttering]

[breathing heavily]

[glass crushes]

[thud, struggling]

You're not such a good boy
now, are you?

Eh? Huh?

Have you got him?
[burglar coughs]

Yeah, I got him.

[suspenseful music]

[coughing]

Your favorite cop.

Cameron was giving me some
advice.

Community support.

I can see.

You're wearing uniform.

[Velcro rips]

People have died wearing these.
Huh?

People have died wearing that!

-Dan!
-People have died.

Dan, you've got him, son.

You've got him.
[dramatic music]

You do not have to say anything,
but it may harm your defense

if you fail to mention
when questioned

something which you later rely
on in court.

Anything you do say...

Ah...

I thought I might find you here.

Yes, I come here to be alone.

I've been trying to catch you,
tout seul, as it were.

I have a question.

A tad delicate.

It concerns your aunt
and Miss Snare's father.

You're probably not aware
of this,

and of course there's no
reason why you should be.

But many years ago,
your Aunt Zelda, and I had

what we might call a moment.

A moment?

We'd been seeing something of
each other

and I, perhaps over hasty,
made my intentions known.

And Zelda, alas,
didn't share them.

-Hm.
-Dean?

Phone call.
[up tempo drums]

I suppose what I'm wondering is
vis-a-vis your aunt

and la p�re de c'est dame ici,

should I retire from the crease?

-What?
-Nothing.

We're being assailed by a rather
large vespid.

God. It's a monster.

Sounds like my old Fiat.

Uh.

Don't move.

Ow.

You've been stung.

-Did you get it?
-I don't know.

I'm going to fetch some
bicarbonate of soda.

Bicarbonate of soda is for bees,
vinegar for wasps.

Oh, there's the culprit right
there.

Oh.

No, no, that...that is
a parasitoid wasp.

It does not sting people.

Well, I'm pretty sure I can see
a sting.

It stings other insects.

Well, if it doesn't sting
people...?

Its sting makes other creatures
change their natural behaviors.

CAMERON: The only thing
I'm admitting to is

is the break-in
on Washington Street.

And don't worry, I'll be
pressing charges.

Your old man's a psycho.
[laughs]

You've left an evidential trail
40 miles long.

Every house you broke into
you previously visited.

Under the pretext of giving
safety advice,

you were casing the property.

You used the same technique for
every break-in, every time.

DS WINTERS: Including the house
where

Tyrone Walsh was murdered.

No.

Never there.

[scoffs]

Can you bring in the trophy
please?

[door opens]

Thank you.

I won that.

Oh, did you?

Ladies' Singles Badminton
Championship 2015.

Well done.

What has been said?

He's pretty much
denying everything.

Oh...

it's probably not relevant, but

Harman Redpath lied about
his alibi.

DS WINTERS: That was stolen
from the property

where Tyrone Walsh
was stabbed

and smothered to death.

How do you account for it being
recovered from your flat?

Okay...

I put my hands up for
the break-in.

I swear to God I never stabbed
anybody.

So, the CPS are satisfied that
we have got enough

to charge Cameron Heath with
14 breaking and entering

and one for murder.

And a jury will convict.

There is just one problem,
Cameron Heath

did not murder Tyrone Walsh.

Okay Professor,
let's work with that.

Just...can you give me
some reasons?

The underlying pattern is
refusing to emerge.

I need to see the crime scene.

And I'll organize that for you,
but...

can you tell me why you're so
sure

that Cameron Heath isn't
the killer?

Your investigation has raised

certain unanswered questions.

DC Highsmith exposed

Harman Redpath's alibi as false.

Er, Tilly Walsh's relationship
with her husband...

Cameron Heath is a psycho,
right?

Just look at his arc.

He gets a thrill from breaking
and entering. Right.

A bigger thrill from scaring
people.

Physical violence shifts
the dial a little bit more.

What is the next logical step?

Murder.

I have studied the evidence in
connection with the recent

series of break-ins,
and you are correct to note

a disturbingly rapid escalation
in violence.

There is no doubt that the
pleasure Cameron Heath derives

from seeing fear in vulnerable
people makes him capable

of stabbing someone to death.

There is no doubt that he has it
within him to happily watch

someone die from asphyxiation.

However, he would not do both.
[dramatic music]

The leap from actual bodily harm

to this most uncommon form
of homicide is implausible.

He was in the house the night
Tyrone Walsh was murdered.

Alright, the CPS think we've got
enough...

Do the CPS believe that
Cameron Heath,

after committing
this grizzly murder,

placed a cushion underneath
his victim's head?

Well, maybe he did it,
so we'd be having

exactly this conversation.

Like you said,
purely to confuse.

Whoever placed the cushion
underneath Walsh's head

in some futile act of contrition

is not the same person
that stabbed him.

So, what does that mean?

It means we need to revisit
aspects of this case.

It means that the stabbing
occurred some time

before the asphyxiation.

And most importantly, it means
that you are not looking for

one killer, but two.

MISS SNARES: That looks
delicious.

Hm. I can assure you, it's not.

Do you mind if I ask you
a personal question?

You can ask.

I won't guarantee to answer.

Were you and Adelaide Tempest
ever an item?

An item?

[cutlery clanks]
You know.

Yes, I'm well aware of what you
mean by an item.

[sighs] No, we were not.

But did you ever...?

What?
[cheeky music]

Err...

What?

[whistles]

Oh...

Mm-hmm. [giggles]

Err...

Ooh-la-laa.

[music stops abruptly]

Of course not.

What a suggestion.

[chair scrapes loudly]

[footsteps receding]

[playful music]

Dan.

Oh, Prof wants to meet at
the Walsh house.

He'll have to wait.
We've had a development.

Redpath's prints found
at the crime scene.

Harman Redpath?

-Really?
-Yeah.

-Hello?
-Is this the door

that was broken into or...?

Who are you?

My name is Professor Jasper
Tempest.

I work with the Cambridgeshire
Police.

It was the back door.

I am meeting DS Winters here.

May I see inside?

You look happy.

I was.

That was taken on our
first date.

Hmm.

HARMAN: I didn't
deliberately lie to you.

I...I...I got my dates mixed up.

I...I went to see Casablanca

the night before.

Your fingerprints have
been found

on the dining room table
at the Walsh house.

Well, you don't have to answer.

That is true,

but you need to consider how
you choosing not

to answer will look.

I think I can answer
that question.

Um, you know I had a school.

DI WINTERS: Yeah, Tyrone Walsh
closed it down.

Yeah. And when I knew the school
was in trouble,

if it went under I...

I saw Tyrone Walsh's wife
at her work.

-The charity shop.
-Yeah.

It's stupid, I know,
but I asked her for help.

And she invited me to her house
to talk to her husband.

-Did you?
-Well, no.

He wouldn't come downstairs.

I had a cup of tea and left.

When your husband was killed,
you were playing badminton.

Yeah.

The burglar stole your trophy.

Wasn't worth much.

Sentimental value, perhaps?

I suppose so.

I think your DS has got lost.

What sort of racket do you use
to play badminton?

What sort of racket?

A Dunlop.
-May I see it?

-It's at the club.
-In your sports bag?

[door slams]
[exhales]

[dramatic music]

It's just the wind.

Do they have lockers at the gym?

Do you think you might be able
to come back later?

Is that where you usually
keep it, in a locker?

-Not usually.
-Then why did you leave it

at the club?

You get a call saying there are
ambulances

and police at your door,
you're not exactly

thinking straight, are you?

Yet you had the presence of mind

to take a bag you usually
bring home,

and stow it safely
in your locker?

[tense music]

Like I say, I wasn't thinking
straight.

Hm.

He's not coming.

Your DS, he...he isn't coming.

I'd like you to leave.

I was stung earlier today.

I believe the culprit to have
been a parasitoid wasp.

Are you familiar with their
behavior?

What are you talking about?

I am talking about a malign
influence.

These wasps, they sting spiders,

and when they do, they lay eggs.

The sting makes the spider
change its behavior.

Instead of a web,

they spin a safety net

for the larvae to fall into
once they have hatched.

Now you're scaring me.

Someone changed
your natural behavior.

Will you just leave?

And you passed the virus on

to Harman Redpath.

[pepper spray hissing]
Aah.

[cries]
[coughs & splutters]

[solemn music]

-What's going on?
-Should this be illegal,

the blame lies entirely with
my aunt.

[coughing]

[siren wailing]

Harman Redpath saw Tilly Walsh

being brought into custody.

Suddenly he wants to make
a statement.

Mm. He will claim that
he stabbed

Tyrone Walsh and then
smothered him,

thus, taking the blame so
that Tilly Walsh might go free.

A search of Tilly Walsh's locker
will uncover either the knife

she used to stab her husband,

or, uh, traces of his blood.

Her own locker?

Well, she is not by nature
a criminal.

I stabbed him.

And then when he dialed 999,
I smothered him.

Why did you do that?

He destroyed my school,

my marriage, everything.

And what did you do with
the knife?

Threw it away.

We found traces of her husband's
blood in Tilly Walsh's locker.

We believe it came from
the knife.

You can't help her.

DCI GOSWAMI: Tully showed you
kindness,

but she also used you, Haman.

The forensics will prove that
she stabbed her husband.

Don't make this worse.

[ominous music]

Her husband was a sadist.

I saw the pleasure he took
closing down my school.

She had to live with that
every day.

I'm telling you about the day
I've had,

and all you can say is,
"I'm going out later."

I'm sorry.

You have got to be joking.

What?

What? We've been burgled.

-No.
-Did you set the alarm?

I, I think so...I...

Did you set the alarm
like I told you?

But I always do.
It's something...

Oh, you must be
some kind of...no, you didn't.

-I did.
-No, you did not.

-I remember doing it.
-Oh, you're such a liar.

Don't ever...
[hard smack]

[sinister music]

What have I said to you about
lying, hey?

Now, look...absolute state of
the place.

HARMAN: Tilly called me from
the payphone at the gym.

So that we wouldn't make
the connection.

Yeah, well, Tyrone never let her
have a phone.

She was really upset.

All she asked me to do was
go to her house,

pick up his phone, and dial 999.

-To give her an alibi.
-Mm.

Yeah, make it look like the time
of death was later.

She told you she stabbed
her husband?

Aargh.

[solemn music]

Aargh.

Uh...

Aargh.

Yeah. Ah...I've been stabbed.

Aaargh!

Aah. Aah.
[struggling]

Aah. Aah.

DCI GOSWAMI: Why you?

Why did she ask you to help her?

She knew I'd understand.

We were both victims
of the same man.

God.

[ominous music]

-See you tomorrow.
-See you.

-CPS are very happy.
-Good.

One murder, two confessions.

Say thanks to your dad.

Tell him never to do anything
like that again.

I've already told him.

What does he drink?
Red or white?

Actually, he's more of
a beer man.

Okay. Tell him he's in for
a treat.

I will do. Cheers.

-Night.
-See ya.

And you did well there.

Spotting the connection between
the killers.

What? Think I don't notice
these things?

[choral singing]

I never pressed him on his loss.

A young detective, she was
killed in the line of duty.

Some sessions we're almost
totally silent.

But...

that was when communication
was most intense.

Yes.

At times it felt as though I was
absorbing his pain.

[laughs]

Which is exactly the sort of
spiritual nonsense

I've always rejected.

By not expressing his pain,
he put the onus onto you.

I saw him today, you know,

he was with another...

another therapist of sorts,

a...a drum teacher.

Stunning looking woman.

Sounds as though we're
approaching classic

counter transference territory.

Oh no. [laughs]

No.

Really, no.

I'm not jealous because
this woman was attractive.

You're concerned that
her therapy

might prove more efficacious?

Well, I don't want this client
to be sidetracked.

We had a breakthrough.

Which disrupted.

I know.

Well, I'm...I'm not the sort of
person who likes

to leave a task unfinished.

What is it that you would like
to achieve...

with this client?

I'd like to help him to

re-embrace the changes he made,

and then sign him off.

Hm.

[uplifting music]

[drumstick clatters]

[exasperated sigh]

Look, I'm duty bound to tell you

that I've had a phone call from
DS Winters.

He's concerned about
your safety.

Apparently, since you started
assisting the police again,

you've twice put yourself
in a position

where you could have
been killed.

And I'm...I'm worried that
you're subconsciously

punishing yourself for what
happened to Lisa.

Now if you don't address
this issue,

symbolized as you know,
by the gloves,

you're very soon gonna
find yourself in a situation

which you can't walk away from.

[rapid tapping]

[light music]
What have you done?

Um...

on the advice of my
percussion tutor.

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