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[crooning music]

Ah, I'm awfully sorry, Sir.
[camera clicks]

We're actually closed.

Your assistant contacted
my mother?

This is her self-portrait.
Truth and Beauty.

[coughs]

I have no idea why that idiot

attacked Adelaide's painting.

REPORTER: Mr. DeMarco?

Excuse me.

[sniffing]

REPORTER: Okay, Mr. DeMarco,
you are the gallery owner here?

When did you realize something
was wrong?

MR. DEMARCO: Well, in
the gallery we have CCTV.

I just happened to look at
the monitor,

and noticed a person in
a dark hooded top.

REPORTER: You are
the gallery owner here?

When did you realize something
was wrong?

MR. DEMARCO: Well, in
the gallery, we have CCTV.

I just happened to look at
the monitor,

and noticed a person in
a dark hooded top.

Next thing they just hurled
paint at this artwork.

When I tried to run in
and stop them,

this absolute clown threw
the paint at me.

[crushing can]
Ah!

[suspenseful music]

[sinister music]

Were you in the DeMarco gallery
this morning?

-I was.
-We've had the owner

at the station demanding
protection.

You are asking if Nolan DeMarco
is in danger?

He mentioned a group called PBD.

PBD refers to Pale Blue Dot.

I've no idea what that is.

It is the title of a photograph
of our planet

taken from a distance of
four billion miles.

So, they're climate activists.

The founders were students at
this university.

The group was active a decade
ago, dormant until recently.

What sparked them back
into life?

That is for you to find out.

[dramatic music]

[coughs]

[clattering]

Ah!

Jesus Christ.

[sinister music]

[coughing]

[breathing heavily, coughing]

[gasping]

[soft music]

What are you doing?

Fitness test.

Part of the exam.

-Oh, right. You're studying.
-Mm-hmm.

I'm not failing this exam one
more ti...

Listen up, guys.

Nolan DeMarco died last night
on the way to A&E

following a second attack.

Oh, my God.

-With paint?
-Yes.

The paramedics' report said it
was severe respiratory distress

leading to a cardiopulmonary
arrest.

Well, maybe it's a reaction to
the paint, then.

I don't know. It's unlikely

because his medical report says
no known allergies.

Also, his request for police
protection

was still being processed,
so expect some blow back.

-Okay.
-Chloe, can you find out

about this PBD group?
-Yeah.

You know, members past,
present...

-Yeah.
-Why they split up.

Things like that.

10 more reps, Chloe.

Ingrid told me I'd find you
here.

I'm her father.

How can I help?

It concerns Zelda.

Now, uh, she told me that you
and she...

um, are very old friends.

-Yes, we are.
-Yes. Your name...

name did crop up rather a lot.

The thing is...

now, I don't want
to frighten the lady off,

but nor do I want to spend
the rest of my days alone.

Do you think that I should take
the plunge

or tarry a little longer
on the diving board?

I'm afraid I have no idea what
you're talking about.

I want to marry her.

[gentle music]

As, as you know each other,

your opinion, it would be hugely
appreciated.

I've heard it said that
the greatest risk a man can take

is never to take a risk.

Mm. I have my answer.

I see a Whitsun wedding.

Bride to die for,

and a wise and gracious guest.

Thank you.

[dramatic music fades in]

[camera clicks]

-Professor.
-That smell.

Paint thinner.

You know what happened?

Yes.

Yes, I think I do.

So, this is the CCTV from
the gallery

of the first attack. We haven't
got any footage of the second.

Professor.

I thought I might be of use.

Full disclosure, I have a
personal interest.

My mother's painting was
defaced.

Oh, right.

Uh, well, join in.

This is Ken, our forensics
officer.

Chloe, do you want to start off?

Yes. So, the PBD was founded
in 2014

by two Cambridge students,

Dee Wallace and Henry Doyle.

Their numbers maxed at about 10,

including Nolan DeMarco,
[dramatic music]

who was killed last night.

-DS WINTERS: Really?
-Yes.

Also, Dee Wallace was killed in
an action about nine years ago.

She fell through the roof
of a power station

while resisting arrest.

Apparently the group blamed
Henry Doyle

for tipping off the police.

DCI GOSWAMI: Track down any of
Dee's friends or family, Chloe,

see what you can unearth.

Ken, can we assume
the same person

carried out both attacks?

Yes, we can.

The paint was unusual.

No.

Unusual is exactly what
it was not.

You can buy it in any
hardware shop.

Someone added acetone.

Acetone is a paint thinner.

It wouldn't be unusual to
add thinner.

DS WINTERS: Well, especially if
you're planning on

throwing it at someone.

[dramatic music]

DCI GOSWAMI: Okay, moving on.
Ken.

A second blood type,
as well as DeMarco's

was found at the scene
of the attack.

DeMarco died of pulmonary
congestion.

Whether his heart attack was
brought on

by the incident with
the paint, that's your call.

Uh, CPS might push for
manslaughter.

Mm. Got to catch him first.

When we do the charge
will be murder.

Will it? No room for
uncertainty?

-No.
-The man had a heart attack.

You don't murder somebody by
splashing them with paint.

You do if they are allergic to
acetone.

DeMarco's medical record says
he had no allergies.

The record was falsified.

Okay. Thank you.

That's all. Thanks.

Professor.

[clears throat] Experts
don't like being told

when they're wrong.

And yet it is frequently
necessary.

Why are you so convinced that
DeMarco was murdered?

Environmental protest was not
the purpose of

the action in the gallery.

The perpetrator used two tins
of paint,

thinner was added to both.

The intent was to kill.

Mm.

DeMarco did think he was
the target.

He was correct.

Acetone toxicity is rarely
fatal,

even when there is an
allergic reaction.

However, all allergic reactions
increase

with a second attack.

[suspenseful music]
[camera clicks]

In the gallery...

[coughing]

DeMarco's response,
as I witnessed myself,

was manageable.
-Excuse me.

But with the second attack,

his immune cells recognizing
the threat,

responded faster and with
far greater ferocity.

[coughing]
[sinister music]

But if you're right,
then the killer

must have known that DeMarco
had an allergy

that wasn't on his medical
records.

Indeed.

DC HIGHSMITH: These are lovely.

How many kids did you have?

[chuckles] Just the one.

I was a foster mom for 16 years.

It must have been hard...
to give it up?

After Dee died...

I couldn't.

I just...

I wasn't in a good place.

Jillian, she was the last
to leave.

12 years old.

I stood out there...
waving goodbye.

Both of us crying our eyes out.

Broke my heart.

Nice to get the cards, though.

[chuckles]

Must have done
something right, eh?

Who do you hold responsible?
[melancholic music]

For what happened to Dee.

Her boyfriend...

Henry Doyle.

Never trusted him.

Professor.

I have something of a confession
to make.

This is yours, technically,

possibly legally.

I took the liberty of testing
your DNA.

-My DNA?
-And the Dean's.

Why on earth would you do that?

Curiosity. I'm sorry.

I hadn't thought through
the implications.

I haven't opened it.

What did you hope to discover?

I thought perhaps...

based on something
the Dean said.

What?

[dramatic music]

I thought he might be
your father.

Hm.

Can I get you a drink of water?

[sighs]

ALTER EGO: What do you want?

I do not know.

[dramatic music]

Change the past?
Forge a better future?

The past is what made me.

DR. GOLDBERG: He'll fixate on
something,

my cat or my books, you know,

anything to derail the process.

I just don't see how I'm making
any progress.

I'm just not doing a good job.

And it's affecting my ability to
engage with my other clients.

My boundaries...oh...

Tell me.

Well, I needed a favor, um...

From this client?

A professional favor.

We met, neutral territory.

Where?

At a restaurant.

Look, I know what it looks like.

He noticed that some of the
books in my office had gone.

So, I told him, reluctantly,
that Alaric had moved out.

You told him that
you were single?

No, I told him that my ex had
moved out.

Is there a difference?

Yes...I think so.

You seem overly focused on
getting the gloves off.

Chivvying the process along
as if that might cure him.

Most unlike you.

And then, of course,
once he's cured,

you can sign him off

and then you don't have to worry

about your feelings.

[soft music]

Have you met him?

Have you actually met
Professor Tempest?

I only know him by reputation.

He's the rudest,
the most self-obsessed,

the most impossible man
I've ever known.

His thinking is rigid.

He's unnervingly without affect.

The thought of being in
a living space with him

is absolutely horrifying to me.

I don't think I've ever seen
him smile.

I'm not sure he can smile.

[siren wailing distantly]

Biometrics on the PNC show that
the blood

found on Nolan DeMarco's
clothing

matched Henry Doyle.

Dee's mom did say that
Henry Doyle

and her daughter were in
a relationship.

Well, get him found. Get him in.

-Yeah, of course.
-Oh, Ma'am.

I used our retrospective
face recognition software,

fed it a load of photos of
Nolan DeMarco.

-Mm-hmm.
-It's given me this.

Essex Police passing out parade
2012, PC Noel Darwin.

Mm.

Who wants to bet that he was
the one

that tipped off the police,
not Henry Doyle.

If he was undercover,

I know who his handler
would've been.

Chloe, got a job for you.
-Hm.

[dramatic music]
[kicks chair]

-What?
-Now.

Oh, sorry.

Sorry.

I need you to go to London.

[dramatic music rises]

How can I help?

-DC Highsmith.
-Cambridge.

We're investigating the murder
of a former police officer,

trying to establish a motive.

-One of yours?
-No.

PC Noel Darwin,
was one of yours.

Hmm.

Nope.

Well, can't be expected to
remember them all.

But...

let's see...
[keyboard tapping]

Darling, Darin, Darwin,

on the job for six months.

Sacked for petty theft.

[chuckles] We get some beauties.

Not long after this, he changed
his name to Nolan DeMarco,

joined an eco-warrior group.

Well, wouldn't you?

Criminal record.

You ran covert ops for 17 years.

PBD, the group that DeMarco
joined had a mole.

Well, they all had moles.

Some of them had more moles
than bona fides.

And to answer the question
you're about to ask this, uh,

Darwin, DeMarco, whatever,

no, he wasn't one of mine.

Okay.

That, I would've remembered.

Of course. Thank you
for your time.

You, uh, moving office?

Retiring, heading off in
two days.

Anywhere nice?

Got a villa on the Med Coast.

Place called Annaba.

Very nice.

Thank you.
[door opens]

[phone beeps]

[sinister music]

You're getting nothing from me.

A victim of the police state.

I lost everything 'cause of you.

Well, we've got your blood on
Nolan DeMarco's clothing,

and we've got the paint he was
attacked with

on your shoes, so...

you've already given us way
more than we need.

DCI GOSWAMI: Tell me about PBD.

We tried to warn you,

the world's on fire,

and you tried to make us
the enemy.

Why was your blood on
Nolan DeMarco?

-Cut my hand.
-But why were you there

in the first place?

'Cause I saw him,

DeMarco, on the TV,

lying as easy as breathing,

and something slotted
into place.

I had my suspicions,

but last night I knew,

he was the one who informed
the police

leading to the death of Dee.

You must have been angry.

[laughs]

I was gonna kill him.

[dramatic music]

But someone got there before me.

I reached for a pulse,

and he was dead.

[suspenseful music]

DS WINTERS: Professor?

-You saw Doyle's interview?
-Yes.

Means, opportunity, a motive
with whistles and bells.

What do you reckon?
-I do not know.

You don't know?

You seemed pretty certain
before.

Before.

[door opens]

[door closes]
[knocking on door]

Hi, Ma'am.

I don't know if you know
about this,

the Police Benevolent fund,
annual fundraiser.

They're dedicating this year's
event to Lisa.

I thought it was a nice touch.

You're off duty that weekend.

So, the organizers want to know,

would you like to say
a few words?

Like what?

Like what Lisa was like as a
police officer, as a person.

Yeah. I mean, I can give it
some thought.

Great.

Pull up a chair, I'll give you
an update.

I sent off that blood sample
for biometrics.

[muffled chatter]
[dramatic music]

[classical violin music]

DC HIGHSMITH: Ma'am?

Yeah?

Eco action outside the UAE bank

in Holborn two weeks ago.

Mmhm.

The tag they left

matches what was left by
the defaced painting

in the gallery.

A 22-year-old woman,

uh, Jill Finch, was charged
with criminal damage.

Where did they take her?

That's the best part.
London Central.

That's where I spoke to
DSU Droy.

That's where Nolan DeMarco was
originally stationed.

She's a local of Cambridge.
[dramatic music]

Last address, Arbery.

Day of action.
Tell your friends.

Save the planet.

Day of action,
tell your friends.

Save the planet.

Day of action,
tell your friends.

Jill Finch?

Is this about Nolan DeMarco?

Can you come to the station,
please?

We've got some questions.

The thing I missed most
was snow.

I used to drive up to
the San Bernardino mountains,

make a footprint,
and drive back again.

[chuckles]

Did you open the envelope?

I decided it wasn't really mine
to open.

You were going to tell me why
you got fired.

Yes, I was, I...

But the truth is I...
wasn't fired,

I quit before they could
fire me.

It was about a view which I
almost immediately disavowed.

I wrote a paper on
the Warrior Gene,

in which I said a gene
linked to aggression

gave government the right to...

to stop lower class
criminals in the womb.

Oh.

Exactly, oh.

Stupid.

Why would you do that?

Well, looking back,

I suppose it was to do with
my brother.

You have a brother?

Had a brother.

Thomas...the clever one.

When I was 16 he died...

after an unprovoked assault.

[melancholic music]

Professor?

You said it was urgent.

My father might not be
my father.

A colleague, for obscure
reasons,

took it upon herself to
test my DNA

against an old friend of
my mother's.

And...

you haven't opened the envelope?

The possibility that I might
not share

the genetic imprint of the man
I called father

is strangely empowering.

But if it were true,
what does that mean

for my relationship
with my mother?

A life built on sand.

While it remains unopened,

I am Schrodinger's son.

Do you know this friend of
your mother's?

The Dean, Wilfred Hamilton.

You described your, uh, not
having your father's genes

as a positive.

Would it be an additional
positive

if Wilfred Hamilton

were to be your father?

I always thought I should never
have children

and pass on my father's genes.

Now I feel...

as though an immense burden

could be lifted.

[laughs]

[dramatic music]

[laughs]

Well, are you going to
open the envelope?

A new vista has opened up.

If it were to close again...

I think I would prefer
not to know.

Could you please confirm
for the tape that

you twice assaulted
Nolan DeMarco.

With paint.

Yeah.

But you didn't see him collapse?

I threw the paint and ran.

If I'd seen him collapse,

I'd have called an ambulance.

Why pick on Nolan DeMarco?

You know he was in PBD,

turned his back on everything
they stood for.

When you were arrested
in London,

what did Milton Droy say to you?

-Who?
-Detective Superintendent

Milton Droy.

I've never heard of him.

Why did you add acetone to
the paint?

It was too thick to throw.

Did you know Nolan DeMarco
was allergic to acetone?

Nolan DeMarco died from an
allergic reaction to acetone.

-DCI GOSWAMI: Did you know?
-No, no.

Of course, I didn't know. I...

I was just trying to make
a point.

But you'd made your point, so...

why'd you go back?

I saw him on TV.

He insulted me.

He called me a clown.

[suspenseful music]

That was the DCC.

They want to know why I refused
Nolan DeMarco police protection.

-Really?
-Yeah.

The family have made
a complaint.

Right.

I also told them that Jill Finch

has admitted to the assault.

They want to know why I haven't
charged her yet.

That's a fair point, Ma'am.

I know, but I need to find out

who is pulling her strings.

You know Droy's off in two days?

Yeah, Chloe said.

Some villa on the Med.

Annaba.

I checked it out, um...

it's in Algeria.

[mysterious music]

No extradition.

Yeah.

We're trying to get information
on standard practice

for covert policing.

In connection with what?

Nolan DeMarco.

Who's got you doing this?

My boss, DCI Goswami.

You know it's a waste of time.

Are new undercover officers
given a patch test?

A patch test for what?

Allergies.

See if there's any underlying
issues.

Issues? What are you
talking about?

In case they come into contact
with dangerous substances.

Their medical records are
already known.

-I've got one more question.
-[sighs]

We've arrested a woman in
connection with DeMarco's death.

Two weeks ago, that same woman

was interviewed and charged
at this station.

And your duty sergeant won't
give me the name

of who interviewed her.
-[scoffs]

-I'll get you that information.
-Was it you?

If it was me, I would have said.

Miss Snares has told you of
her unsolicited meddling?

She has.

I would prefer not to learn
about my lineage

from an impersonal laboratory
drone.

Jasper...

I can absolutely assure you

I'm not your father.

I mean, for goodness' sake,
that would involve

your mother and I...
-I know what it would involve.

You are not my father?

Jasper.

You are not my father.

Yeah, I understand.

Jasper...

ever since you were
five years old,

I watched you grow.

Every prize giving, I was there.

Every birthday, every Christmas.
[soft music]

In so many ways
I was your father.

And I would have been proud

to have been your son.

You were almost my nephew.

Zelda?

All those years ago I asked her
to marry me,

she turned me down.

An event like that

one finds somewhere to hide.

When we hide, we want more than
anything to be found.

Yes.

Yes, we do.

I understand Peter Snares is
about to propose.

I advised him to.

I got sent this from DSU Droy.

He was right when he said he
hadn't interviewed Jill Finch.

So, it's a dead end.

What did you ask him for
exactly?

Just the names of the officers
who interviewed her.

And instead of just sending you
the names,

he sent you
the complete interview.

-Mmhm.
-When someone sends

too much information,

they are burying a lie.

Maybe.

But it also corroborates Jill's
statement

that she'd never heard of Droy.

Right, hear me out.

Nolan DeMarco, who happens to
be ex-police,

worked at the same
station as Milton Droy.

Who turns up two weeks ago at
the very same police station?

-Jill Finch.
-Yeah.

There's a connection here.

We'll find out what it is.

Hiya, you waiting for Dan?

Yeah, I, uh, owe him
a pub lunch.

Oh. You know he's thinking of
saying a few words at that?

-Yeah?
-Yeah.

Actually, we haven't got
the music sorted.

Dan tells me you both
play brass.

Would your band mind playing
a couple of tunes?

Don't see why not.

It's not like we've got a world
tour coming up.

Hi, Dad. Sorry to keep you.

Hope you don't mind,
I've just asked your dad

if he'll help us out
with the music.

Up to you.

No show without the C trumpet.

[solemn music]

-Yeah, sure.
-Great.

Thank you. See you later.

Shall we?

For the tape, please state
your full name.

Jillian Finch.

[suspenseful music]

Your full name.

Jillian Finch.

[knocking]

-Ma'am.
-Yeah?

I've made a connection.

Jill Finch was fostered by
Dee Wallace's mother, Anna.

[dark music]

Jillian, she was the last
to leave.

I stood out there waving
goodbye.

Both of us crying our eyes out.

Broke my heart.

DC HIGHSMITH: Anna said that
Dee and Jill

were really close,
they're like sisters.

That Jill was devastated when
she died.

Well, that gives Jill a motive
for killing DeMarco.

But we still can't prove she
didn't act alone.

We are getting there.

[sinister music]

This is your case file, Jill.

Eight foster homes.

I can't even begin to imagine
how that must have felt.

And there was one couple that
was prosecuted

for the way they treated you.

But Dee's mother was different.

She called you Jillian,
didn't she?

Yeah.

What was she like?

Tell me.

No comment.

How about Dee, what do you
remember about her?

No comment.

We spoke to Dee's mother,

and Anna said that
after Dee was killed,

she was unable to look
after you.

And so suddenly you're back in
that care home,

and everybody's
blaming Henry Doyle.

So, you take on the causes that
Dee believed in,

in some ways you tried to
be like her,

but then you've got Milton Droy
in your ear

and he's saying
you got it wrong.

Dee didn't die because of
Henry Doyle,

she died because of
Nolan DeMarco.

And then Droy tells you that
DeMarco has this allergy.

Now, I'm not saying that what
Nolan DeMarco did

wasn't appalling, it was.

But he was working for Droy.

So, why on earth do you want to
protect Milton Droy?

No comment.

Chloe, get your coat on.

DCC have given us the green
light to arrest Droy.

-DCC went for it?
-Well, I might have overstated

the evidence, but we'll just
have to find it.

[suspenseful music]

Uh, you can leave that,
change of plan.

We'll be taking them with us,
all of them.

-Maiya.
-Milton.

Nice to see you.

You again.

Go ahead.

Milton Droy, you are
under arrest

for the murder of Nolan DeMarco.

-You do not have to say anything
-Is this a joke?

...may harm your defense
if you do not mention,

when questioned, something which
you later rely on in court.

Anything you do say can and will
be used in evidence.

Sorry about the mess.

Well, what do you think?

I think you look like someone
who was about to go out.

Quite possibly to Dominguinis,

where if your prediction
is correct,

Peter Snares will propose.

Oh-oh-oh-oh.

Uh, I have absolutely no idea
how this works,

but even I can see that
the Dean, Wilfred,

and there is no other way of
saying this,

he has feelings for you.

Did Wilfred ask you to
come here?

On the contrary.

What do you mean,
on the contrary?

He advised Peter Snares
to propose.

[dramatic classical music]

Hope you enjoy.

For, lady, you deserve
this state,

and nor what I love at
lower rate.

But at my back, I always hear
time's winged chariot

drawing near, and...

ah, something, something
in my marble tomb.

Um, oh Lord, I'm sorry.
-Don't, oh, don't worry.

It gets a bit spicy towards
the end.

Oh, does it, you know?

I didn't spot that.
-[laughs]

Dean, I have something of
a confession to make.

Whilst my intentions were
honorable.

-THE DEAN: Excuse me.
-I mentioned to Zelda,

you advised Peter Snares
to propose.

THE DEAN: Excuse me, out of my
way, please.

They are at Dominguini's
at this very moment.

Zelda, um, in the very short
time I've known you, I think...

we've made a connection,

um, forged a friendship.

Perhaps...

something more...

something, something dee...

[door crashes open]

-Zelda...
-Peter!

Peter.
[bangs on table]

I'm afraid I've...I've given you
the most misguided advice.

I'm so terribly, terribly sorry.

I'm terribly...
-Oh.

Let me. Let me.

Look, no, you're making
it worse.

White wine will neutralize.

Well, I think my shirt is over
the limit already.

Thank you. Excuse me.

[operatic crescendo]

Well...

that's what I call
making an entrance.

How do you follow it?

I...I was thinking about...

the beach.

On Stanton Cove.

We thought the tide had
cut us off.

I was scared.

Scared?

Scared of my feelings for you.

I think as a child, growing up,

if you wait too long for love,

it stops being something
you yearn for,

and becomes something...

something you armor yourself
against.

Do you still feel that?

No.

No, I don't.

Tell me...tell me what you
remember at the Cove?

[exhales]

I remember everything.

What you said...

what you wore.

I had never seen the sun shine
so brightly.

Even now when I think of it...

my heart still dances.

Back then I thought I might have

many such moments, but...

for me...

it only ever happened once.

[romantic music]

And for me.

I'm not saying I didn't love
my husbands. I did.

But...

being in love,

I've felt that with no one...

but you.

[gasps] Oh, my God.

Is that the same?

Take two.

Zelda Radclyffe...

will you marry me?
-Yes, Wilfred.

I would absolutely,
beautifully...

[applause]
astonishingly love to.

I'm so sorry.

I would have said no
if you asked me.

Well, that being the case...

I cede the floor to
the better man.

[exhales]

[romantic music]

Oh.

[laughter]

[romantic music swells]

[applause]

I noticed that next
month's rota's changed.

Oh, yeah, I swapped shifts with
one of the firearms lads.

Does that mean you're pulling
out of the fundraiser?

Ma'am.

[suspenseful music]

[pages flipping]

For the tape, I am showing
the suspect

the medical records of
PC Noel Darwin,

also known as Nolan DeMarco.

Can you read what it says under
known allergies?

Yes.

And can you read the signature
there?

-Yes.
-Nolan DeMarco was severely

allergic to acetone,

and that medical record is
signed by Milton Droy.

Droy is in custody.

We can hold him there for
another hour,

and after that he's gone.

There's no extradition treaty
between Algeria and the UK,

so, he's left you to face
the music.

I'm not gonna lie to you, Jill,
you are going to prison.

But if your cooperation

can lead to the conviction of
Droy for murder,

then you can massively
reduce your sentence.

[sighs]

Droy spoke to me.

He said it would be
the perfect murder.

[tense music]

DCI GOSWAMI: You waited a long
time to get DeMarco.

DS WINTERS: Then Jill Finch
dropped into your lap.

DCI GOSWAMI: Was that by chance?

Or did you make sure
she was arrested?

No comment.

It's a simple plan.
Common enemy.

You know something
nobody else knows.

You know how to kill
Nolan DeMarco.

So, you tell Jill she'll get
what?

Charged with assault,

criminal damage,

she'll walk away with a fine.

Job done.

Yeah. How'd you put it?

Perfect Murder.

Jill's made a full confession.

All my life I've worked for
the protection of the public.

Oh please, spare me, Milton.

Nolan DeMarco slept with eight
or nine young women

while he was working undercover
for you.

DS WINTERS: Jill told us
you used that

as leverage, get her on side.

Yeah, the forced paid
compensation

and you made those women
sign NDAs,

'cause you didn't care, did you?

You didn't care until it got too
close to home.

Jill told us Nolan DeMarco got
your daughter pregnant.

[sinister music]

She was too young.

Trusted too easily.

You overprotect someone,
you leave them defenseless.

DeMarco made promises.

He lied.

He left.

My daughter's life fell apart
after that.

She's in a locked ward now.

Barely knows me.

Is that what you wanted?

Your idea of justice?

He used young women,
you used Jill Finch.

I don't see a whole lot of
difference.

[drumming]

It's really good.
It's all clicking into place.

I have realized it is just basic
mathematics.

Synchronizes both sides
of your brain,

makes you smarter
and helps you relax.

How's your chakras?

Somewhat more disentangled.
Thank you.

[laughs] Well, you know what
would really help?

Lose the gloves, mate.

[soft music]
Hm.

[drumming]

It has been a strange 24 hours.

DR. GOLDBERG: Did you open
the envelope?

PROFESSOR T: I spoke to the man
in question.

He's not my father.

We're so much more than the sum
of our genetic makeup.

For a short while, I was a
different iteration of myself.

And now?

A world of possibility has not
closed because of my genes.

When I was holding that
envelope,

I felt differently about myself.

I am in the process...

of rejecting
my former sense of self.

You've made progress.

So much so that, uh...

I've decided this will be
our last session.

Hmm.

There are one or two other
therapists out there

who I'd be happy to refer
you to.

Thank you.

It's, um, it's a decision I've
been considering for some time.

Um, in my professional judgment,

I believe you'll benefit from
a fresh approach.

I already have.

[light music]

Oh, right.

[door opens]

[door closes]

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