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I've got you a present.

Right.

I did what you asked me. I'd look at that PM report for your neighbour.

Let me show you something.

Is that a ballerina?

Declan gave it to me. Do you remember?

The one thought he was the stalker. He can't come in.

Are you serious?

Are you OK?

Honestly, I don't know. You let me stand in front of him. I was trying to end

all this.

Is it you?

Yes, it's me.

You?

You? Are you awake?

How are we feeling?

Bit rough?

Coffee?

How'd you like it?

What did you put in my drink?

I think you'll find that was your own doing.

I heard what you said.

What, you think I didn't hear you?

I'm sorry, what?

I knew it was you.

I always knew.

Hugh, you were off your face last night.

I don't know what you think you heard. Think? All I know is you came in, you

were... Staggering around, saying very weird stuff about death, guilt,

Ruth. No. And then you passed out.

Now, let me make you some breakfast.

Toast.

You coppers and your booze.

Bet you've ended up here a few times.

I heard Frank liked a tiffel. Don't!

You mention.

My friend.

It's terrible that he's gone. I know you killed him.

And I know... I know what you are.

And now I know... I'm coming for you.

I'm gonna put you away.

Whatever you say, Hugh.

I think you're still drunk.

No, you're not coming in. Oh, Margot. No.

And Mum says so, too. Oh, where is she?

She's at work.

Oh, love, come on. How's Ruth?

Oh, was it just like the old days?

With the daughter you never had?

The daughter?

Is that what you think?

Oh, sweet, she's never that.

She's just a troubled young woman. Who needs you more than I do.

Don't worry, Dad. My skin's pretty thick these days. Look, you just don't

understand what is going on. I do. Mum told me. You think Patrick was stalker.

Well, yes, isn't he?

The guy that moved in opposite.

You're sick.

Margot, I just... You're sick, and you won't get better.

Sorry, can't get to the phone right now. Leave a message.

Hi, hi, Jenny.

Listen, I need to talk to you. Could you just ring me urgently, please?

I need to look into the PM report for my neighbour, Frank.

There's something wrong with that. There's something... Yeah, OK.

Just call me.

Patrick. You're back.

Wanted somewhere nice?

Yeah. Grotty hotel in the conference room.

Didn't see the sky for three days.

How's Liz?

She's a bit out of sorts.

You heard about this?

About what?

She said someone was in our house.

She's seen someone?

No, but... She's a bit freaked out.

Feel like someone's casing the joint, you know?

What? Nothing. No, nothing.

What? Just this.

This thing happened last night.

What?

Hugh turned up in the middle of the night.

As in, there he is, walking into my house.

Seriously? Yeah, he was drunk.

He was off his tits.

He ended up passing out on my sofa. What was he doing in your house?

I have no idea.

You know, when he was doing that big case, when he flunked, he had some sort

breakdown.

He had a breakdown?

God.

So? So he's got form for odd behaviour.

And you think it could have been Hugh in your house?

No, come on, Steve, he's a cop. He was a cop.

Just keep an eye out, yeah?

Hello, Jackman.

No! I know that I'm the last person you want to see, but... I am not the

stalker! Stop harassing me! I know, I know.

I'm sorry.

You've ruined my life!

You left me to rot!

I did.

I did.

Something's happened.

I don't care.

Declan, I need your help.

God, no.

No. No!

No! Declan. No!

You

said he's been

calling you.

He's supposed to be retired. Yeah, well, I'm not answering.

All right?

Ruth's expecting us, yeah?

Yeah, she said she'd be in all morning.

Curtains are still shut.

Lights are still on.

Ma -Martin?

Oh, man.

Colin.

You okay?

I've seen this before.

I'm just so sorry. What I've done to you, I can't

stop.

is even worse.

I'm just so sorry, Ruth.

I know it's way too late. I... Oh, God.

Sometimes he gets a bit...

Patrick. Hello.

Alice.

I need to ask you something.

Go on.

Hugh ended up on my sofa last night.

Oh, that's where he went. Yeah.

It was a little worse for wear.

I'm not judging, but, um... Yeah, he seemed a bit... What was the word?

Yeah, ragged.

Oh.

Is he OK?

Yeah, yeah, of course he's OK.

He thinks you're trouble, though.

Get him smashed like that?

He's blaming me.

Well, I'm guessing he wasn't the one pouring the trebles.

Oh, well, my bad.

Great. Well, stop worrying.

Just some of the stuff he was saying.

What stuff?

Oh, you know what your dad's like.

Give me a hand with the shopping, please.

Thanks.

There's not much.

I'll leave you to it.

I hope I didn't say anything wrong.

No, not at all.

It's just I sometimes wonder how you cope with you.

I sometimes wonder how you're single.

A handsome, charming man like you.

Alice, behave.

But Margot's too young for you.

What?

No.

No, I just see her as a friend.

She's too young for that, too.

Nice seeing you. Take care.

He's a good guy, you know.

No matter what Dad says.

Your dad is a complicated man, Margot.

And I know he's not the father you wanted, but he's never been a fool.

Yeah, what does that mean? It means that... Just stay away from Patrick,

How can you still believe Dad after all the bullshit?

He finally turned up, by the way. Your dad?

Well, where is he? I don't know.

I told him to get lost.

Well, how did he seem?

He seemed rough.

And he stank. Margot, what was he like? He was like how he was before.

But he'd disappear for days.

You remember?

And then we'd finally turn up just as he was about to solve the case.

This time, I've got him.

So if just you wait, tomorrow, you do remember.

And then he'd vanish again, go see Ruth, and he'd be left.

Standing by the door trying to pretend everything was okay. And I didn't know

how to help.

I don't know why you're not more angry.

Because I am worried about him.

I'm sorry, Mum.

Desley?

I know you're in there. Just open up.

I told you. I know that you hate me.

And I'd feel the same way, but... I'm coming

in, all right? I've got nowhere else to go.

I still get a brick through my window every now and then.

Doesn't matter that I didn't do it.

Because I want your faces all over TV.

Yeah, well, I pay for my failures too.

Not like me.

What, you had links to all the victims? Which he must have planted.

I didn't know any of them.

What, you knew Ruth?

She's different.

I never did anything bad. I just like to watch her.

She's so pretty, you know.

She's like a little sugar fairy on top of a cake.

Why did he pick you?

I don't know.

Because no one cares about me?

Why did he even know about you? When you realised it wasn't me and that CCTV

proved that I couldn't have done half the crimes that you've charged me for,

one, not even you, asked me that.

I was taken off the case.

You wouldn't have come anyway.

So Ruth was the only one that you actually had a connection with.

All the rest were. Total strangers.

So that means that he would have been watching Ruth and that's where he would

have noticed you. Or he's watching you and that's where he would have seen her.

And you were stalking her. I wasn't stalking her.

I just thought we could be friends.

She's a beautiful dancer.

I saw this.

ballerina statue in an antique shop.

And it made me think of her.

So I... I got it fixed up and... I gave

it to her.

You scared her.

No. No, I'm not like that!

What do you care?

It's done.

You're done.

I'm done.

I know something's changed. Something's happening. Something new.

Sure enough, I can find out what the connection is between you and the

And why he picked you. And why he even met you.

Then I can work out why he chose the rest.

You see? And do what?

Then I've got the proof.

So think.

Think why you.

The same reason he wrote you all of those letters.

He knew you loved the chase as much as the cat to you.

You and him.

Me and him. Dirty men.

Do you ever think about the link between you and your victims?

What? You met me and my life is trashed.

Ruth too, right?

As your wife.

Your family.

Who's done more damage?

You or the stalker?

Really? Name me a single person who's better off for knowing you.

Hey, give Ruth my love, if you dare.

Neighbour, I guess you saw a man banging on Ruth's door two nights ago, trying

to break in.

Guess the description she gave.

Male, white, 50s, balding.

I can't believe Hugh went back there after he promised... What a prick.

Prick? Jen, he was there at the scene of the crime, at the time of the murder.

A murder which looks just like all the other victims of the old Rift and

case. No, see, I was wrong about that.

It's not the same.

It's cruder. I mean, it's similar, but the stabbing's different.

It's a different kind of rope, a different knot.

All right, so a copycat, then? Yeah, maybe.

Or someone pretending to be the stalker.

I just, I don't know.

Hugh Wood?

Yeah, well, we could ask him.

Nice and formally, with his solicitor present. It's Martin.

Look, Jen, I know he's your mate. No, he's not a mate.

Five minutes ago, he was my boss, and he was a great boss, too.

Whatever you all thought.

He's involved in this.

You don't know that. He was there.

He left that weird phone message. There's all these links to the stalker.

all circumstantial. It's dodgy, is what it is.

But I'm not saying he's the killer, OK?

Not yet, anyway.

Scary.

But you're OK.

Bit wobbly, to be honest.

Not bad.

But Paul's home.

What, him? What's he going to do, scare him off with his Kindle?

Oh, he's better than nothing, I suppose.

Oh, I don't like it. It just feels like we're being watched.

What's this about you catching Hugh in your house?

I think, I hope, it was a misunderstanding. Like how?

Don't worry about the twins.

Oh, my God.

Whatever this is...

I'm sure they're perfectly fine.

Okay, okay.

It's okay.

Tina, just call me whenever you want.

Thanks. I mean it. Thank you.

What did he want?

He was just being friendly.

What? He said that we can call him if anything happens.

What do we need him for? Why have you got your pants in a twist?

He's been saying shit about Hugh.

Hugh was the first friend I made when we moved in. Yeah, and you've always

thought he was a hero because he was a cop. You and your true crime podcast.

No, I admired him because he's bloody good at his job and he's a proper friend

too.

What, he's not a friend now? Because Patrick's here?

How does that work?

There's some fruit, salad, other pasta.

Yeah. Have you got the report?

Frank's post -mortem, yes.

There.

You know, Margot's still fuming with you.

Oh, God, love. She'll calm down. I mean, you'll talk to her.

What were you doing at Patrick's last night?

Yeah, let's see.

He confessed to me, he admitted it. What?

Yeah, yeah.

Just out of the blue? He admitted it?

Yeah, he just said it, just to kind of mess with my head, and of course he

denied it in the morning.

When you were sober?

But he said it, and then he kept going on about Frank, just teasing me, almost,

letting me know that he killed him.

They spotted that there was no chloroform or other sedatives, but... I

that he was drugged with some kind of natural herb that showed the same

qualities.

Ah, there it is.

Gelatinium. There are traces in the bloodstream, but they don't tell me how

much. Do you think the coroner wouldn't have spotted something like this?

Listen to yourself. You think that Patrick confessed to killing Frank? I

think, I don't think.

I know. I heard him. Because he told you when you were so drunk that you passed

out. I know what I heard.

You just don't see it, do you? You don't see how bad you are.

And I've told you. I've warned you.

But you just carry on anyway.

But I know it's Patrick.

And I need you to believe me, Alice.

I can't do this.

I can't. You're drowning. And you're pulling me down with you.

But, Peter, I know I'm right.

This time?

Oh, Hugh!

I promise.

I promise, Alice.

Just save your promises, please.

Just prove it.

Or I can't be with you.

Oh, my God.

I've got a baseball bat.

So whoever's in there, you're going to get your skull caved in, you hear me?

Cheers, mate.

I'd do it myself, but you need a special drill bit. No worries.

I'll be to help.

What are we going to do about Hugh? Are we going to tell Alan?

We didn't actually see him, though, did we?

Well, no one's getting past that.

What do you think? You don't think it's Hugh?

Is it his golf club?

You called the police, right?

Yeah.

I thought they'd send someone around, but I'm not holding my breath.

Yeah, well, Hugh, they'll look after one of their own, I bet.

Right, so what are we going to do?

What, do we just wait for Hugh to break in again? He's been in all of our houses

over the years. He's going to know how to get in.

I don't want to think about it.

I'm off to the hardware store.

Going to get a chunky hammer.

What? If anyone wants to break in again, bring it on. Oh, for God's sake.

Bring it on.

Try not to stress too much, guys.

Are you around?

Well, no. I want to talk to you about Patrick.

Did you hear that someone broke into Liz and Steve's house?

No. Nothing's been stolen yet, but things have been moved around, haven't

It reordered.

Yeah.

How many houses?

I don't know, but a few.

And everyone thinks it's you.

It's because Patrick's being a devious arsehole.

Isn't he?

I knew it.

He's way too chummy.

Liz is winding Tina up about all the break -ins.

The two of them are getting really shrieky.

Yeah, well, they need to be.

You think he's dangerous? Yes, yes, Paul.

He is dangerous.

How about I help?

I could have a snoop about his place when he's out. No, no, you have to know

that you're on to him.

He'd be at work.

Just, Paul, whatever you do, just don't get involved, all right?

Wait, what?

This ballerina statue that you gave to Ruth.

Now, what was wrong with it? Just slow down. You said you got it fixed up,

right? Now, what did that actually mean?

Definitely, OK? So, what was wrong with it? I dropped it. When I first got it, I

dropped it and the arm snapped.

So, you repaired it, OK? You took it to a repair shop, didn't you? Yeah. Yeah,

what was it? Harbuckle Repair Shop on Murray Street? I don't know. Maybe.

Maybe? I don't remember.

I'd know it if I saw it. OK, so...

So the guy, the guy who repaired it, OK? So just describe him. He was a nice

guy, friendly, didn't charge too much. No, no, what did he look like?

It was years ago.

I popped in, dropped it off, came back a week later, barely spent five minutes

with the fella.

Is that him? Are you seriously telling me that you can't even describe this

What if I took you down to the police station? What would you say then, eh?

Um... Eh?

He...

He was really charming.

And he loved the statue.

And he said that he could see that I wanted to give it to someone really

special, so it deserved a special treatment.

He did a perfect job.

He shook my hand, took my picture, because he could see how pleased I was.

He was a nice guy.

Maybe it's not him.

I just came to get this.

Don't worry, I'm not staying here.

I understand that I've hurt you and how much I've hurt you.

I didn't mean it, I promise.

I hate it.

It's the worst thing in the world, just the way you look at me.

One day I'll make you proud of me.

See you soon, sweet.

Good evening, mate.

So... What are we looking for?

Well, we're looking for a link.

Right. They're crime -themed photographs from the second victim. He's a 64 -year

-old man called Brian Townsend.

Right. This is paperwork from his home office.

See, he was a bit of a hoarder, so he never threw anything away.

I got that then.

What?

That's the link. It's a receipt.

Recondition and repair of an antique carriage clock.

Yeah, but look inside it.

Patrick Harbottle.

Let's go and tell the cops.

No, they're not going to do nothing. This is just another piece of paper.

This is the link, you see.

It's the shop. The shop is the link.

Are you getting on?

Yeah, good. I'm just typing up the report now.

Oh, great. Well done.

One last thing. Forensics found this fallen under the mattress.

I'll put it back.

Add it to the report, yeah?

What?

I just, um... I need to talk to Hugh.

About what?

Well, what a nice surprise.

I know what you are.

Even if no one else, even if... Even if all of these lot fall for it.

Well, what can I say? I'm a people pleaser.

Are they all up there?

How do you mean?

Do any of them not make it onto the wall?

Well, the ones who aren't happy, normally they don't want their

taken.

So there's them?

You really are very charming.

He was right.

Who was right?

Catch you later.

What's up?

Yeah, hi. Yeah, hi, Paul. Listen, I know what I said earlier on, but I really do

need your help.

Yes.

Here we go.

What do you need?

OK, I want you to go into Patrick's back garden, and in there, there's the key.

I don't know himself.

Right. Yeah, that's right. So promise me that you go in and out in a flash, OK?

I promise. I won't be a hero. What do you need?

OK, so... I've set up this bedroom under an old cave.

I know the one.

How could you possibly know?

Because I just took it out of his house.

You what?

Yeah. I decided to have a little snoop around after all. I was in and out like

ninja.

You've got the case.

Yeah. I can't get it open though.

That combination lock is a bugger, eh?

What do you think's inside?

These Polaroids, they're a Polaroid of every victim that he has killed, OK? So

just want you to stay put, Paul.

Are you all right, Mum?

You're not getting a divorce, are you?

No.

Not yet.

He just won't stop lying, Margot.

He won't stop.

He's obsessed.

He won't do anything that doesn't suit him. He is bloody minded.

He's not thinking about us at all.

I shouldn't even be talking to you about this.

But you're the only person I trust.

Do you think that Patrick is a stalker?

Really?

What do you think, Mum?

I think your dad's right.

When I saw the way Patrick was with you, I knew something was wrong.

I'm going to call him, tell him to come home.

Oi. Hey, Hugh, we need to talk. Sorry, mate, I can't. Not now.

No, you really can't. Steve, Steve, I can't.

Fine.

Fine, I'll tell you what. I'll be back in a second. You can explain something

me.

Paul? Paul, is that you?

God, God, Paul!

No, no, it's all right.

Oh, no, no, just stay calm, stay calm.

It's all right, I'm here, Paul.

It's okay, it's okay.

It was Tina's house.

That's Dad.

Hugh!

What's happened?

Dad! No, no, no, no, I'm his wife. What's happened? Hugh! Hugh!