All language subtitles for Above.Suspicion.S02E01.The.Red.Dahlia.REPACK.HDTV.XviD-BiA

(UNZIPPING)

(COUGHS)

Well, let's examine the body shall we?

No, no, I don't want you going in
there, the less contamination the better.

Get moving setting up the
incident room. (COUGHS)

Never seen anything like it. Beggars
belief. She's been sliced in two.

Never seen anything like it. Beggars
belief. She's been sliced in two.

Her skin is like a white china
doll. (COUGHS) My chest hurts.

Her skin is like a white china
doll. (COUGHS) My chest hurts.

Well, whoever killed her placed
her body so she'd be found quickly.

I want details of all cars,
vans, trucks parked in the area.

Search all skips and bins for
handbags, clothes, shoes, anything.

Search all skips and bins for
handbags, clothes, shoes, anything.

I've never worked this side of the
river. I had to catch two buses.

Do we know any details yet? Not yet.
Morgan's giving uniform their orders.

My God, that does not look real.

This is the worst part. Look at this.

Barbara, Barbara, look at the board.

It's a blow-up doll, isn't
it? But it's in two parts.

Attention, everybody.

We have a female victim
aged between 20 and 30.

Naked, but with nothing to identify her.

So that will be our priority.

Find out who the poor soul is.

Have we got anything in from
Pathology? We're working blind.

It's hard to see what she looked like
because of that slash to her mouth.

DCI Morgan's been at the lab all
afternoon. He looked terrible.

He should be in bed. As it
is, he's spreading his germs.

I've walked miles. 100 door-to-doors
and no-one's seen anything apparently.

Have we got anything from
the post-mortem yet? No.

There's no-one fitting her description
from this area reported missing.

Anyone tried to contact DCI
Morgan? Not recently. I'll do it.

Anyone tried to contact DCI
Morgan? Not recently. I'll do it.

Tea, anybody?

Somebody must have really hated
her to do something like that.

Well, I don't think we're
looking at domestic violence.

Oh, really, Barbara? Very incisive.

What do you think
we're looking for, then?

It would take some kind of a psychopath
with a chainsaw in his bathroom.

Yeah. What?

OK, thank you.

DCI Morgan's been taken
to hospital with pneumonia.

I told you he was sick.

Right, listen up, everybody.
What, picnic time, is it?

For those of you who don't know me,

I'm Detective Chief
Inspector James Langton.

I will now be heading up this enquiry,

due to the inability of DCI Morgan
to continue running the show.

This is DI Mike Lewis. Some of
you have worked with him before.

So...do we have her identified yet?

Oh, my...

By now, Travis, you should be
used to post-mortem procedure.

Yes, sir, I've worked three cases now.

Good, because we don't want you
crashing out and vomiting. (SNIGGER)

No need to go on up, I'm ahead of you.

I'm going to need a bit
more time for finer details.

Her injuries are extensive.

Are you taking over? Correct, Veronica.

Poor DCI Morgan was in a bad way, I
had him shipped off to hospital before -

Yeah, yeah. Let's get cracking,
enough time's been wasted already.

Not on my part.

Your victim was between
24 and 30 years old,

5'5" tall and 56 kilograms.

The mutilation was done
very professionally,

perhaps by someone with
surgical experience.

Slicing through her body,
cutting through muscle tissue

and then the spinal cord,

not only takes time but
these incisions are very neat.

The body was drained of
blood before being severed.

There are incisions to the femoral
artery and the right jugular vein.

Again, no easy feat. One
would require a pump and tubes.

The cuts to her face
were made with a scalpel.

They are deep, slicing through
the cheek to give the impression -

That she's smiling. Yeah.

There's extensive bruising to sections

of the head, forehead and midline.

Some of the hair's been shaved off.

Her hair, dyed, by the
way, she's a natural blonde,

you can see a little bit
of regrowth in the parting.

There's further bruising
to her arms and thighs

and restraint marks on
her wrists and ankles.

Now all of this would have
taken some considerable time.

Judging by the marks on her body, she
would have had to have been tied down.

Badly bitten fingernails, by the way.

Did you get any fibres or
anything that might help us?

No, her body was scrubbed
clean with a stiff brush.

leaving nothing on her
skin bar the abrasions.

And the time of death?

Within the last 36 hours.

We're still working on her internal
organs and Toxicology have samples,

but without her blood we won't
turn up anything satisfactory.

I've taken hair and tissue
samples for her DNA profile.

DCI Morgan asked if we could
help provide a photograph

for identification of her
face without the injuries.

(GULLS CRY)

Somebody somewhere must know who she is.

She was lovely.

I don't know. Look how
many girls we checked out,

she don't match any one of them.

We're maintaining a
complete press blackout

on what has been done to the victim.

But an identical picture went out in this
morning's papers appealing for information.

because until we know who she
was, we'll get nowhere fast.

Good of you to join us, Travis.

This is a possible sir. Sounds
as if she recognises our victim.

Female? Yeah. Travis, take it.

Hello, it's DC Travis. Can
I have your name, please?

We're not giving out information
at the moment, I'm afraid.

What's the problem, Mick?

Journo from the Telegraph, Richard
Reynolds. Tell him to piss off.

Yes, Joan? Another caller,
says it could be his sister.

Cut through the dross. Ask
about colouring, height, age,

and if it's a match
we'll bring them in. OK.

What is it, Travis?
Hold the line, please.

A Sharon Bilkin says the
missing girl is her flatmate.

When did she last see her? Three
days ago. Do we have a name?

Louise Pennel. Get her
address, go and see her.

Sharon Bilkin? Hi.
I've not got very long.

I've got an audition this
afternoon in the West End.

What kind of sick
bastard would do all this?

I'm still working but
I think you should know

that your victim is missing a
number of lower internal organs.

What with this and the blood draining,

it's more likely your killer
has surgical experience.

This is Louise. She's trying to
break into modelling, like me.

She had these done a few months back.

It's her, isn't it, from the paper?

I'm going to have to ask
you some questions, OK?

Can I take this? Yeah.

What's she done? Has she done something?

When was the last time you saw
her? Er, Friday, we went to a club.

I left her there and
she didn't come back

but that's not unusual,
sometimes she stays out for days.

Does she work? Yeah,
part-time dental nurse.

She's paid peanuts cos they're
doing her teeth, putting on caps.

What has she done? I'm
sorry to tell you this,

but it's possible your
friend may have been murdered.

Travis is bringing in the flatmate.
No immediate family, as yet.

Veronica, is there any way you
could uh...clean her face up a bit?

Veronica, is there any way you
could uh...clean her face up a bit?

So, I need you to look at this girl
and tell me if you recognise her.

But I did from the
photograph, I said it was her.

I know, but we need to be sure and
er...with no next of kin. Right.

Are you ready? Yeah.

What's been done to her? Her face,
what's the matter with her face?

Is this Louise Pennel? Why's she look
like that? What's happened to her?

Now we go to work.

(KEYS JANGLE)

That's the landlady, she owns the house.

(DOOR OPENS)

A lot of dirty laundry
but not many new clothes.

Found some evening gear
that looks expensive.

Ah, look at this, very nice. Cashmere.

And some, uh, new, hardly
worn, compared with uh -

And some, uh, new, hardly
worn, compared with uh -

Do you reckon she was on the game?

You tell me. You don't
get this kind of gear

working part-time as a dental nurse.

I'm going to go talk to the landlady.

When was the last time
you saw Miss Pennel?

They used to get back late.

Waking me up. But it would be...

Probably be last Friday. I
saw her leave with Sharon.

She had a flower in her
hair, I remember that.

Did you ever see anyone
with her, anyone come visit?

No. Well...one night there
was a ring on my doorbell,

No. Well...one night there
was a ring on my doorbell,

and there was this man
there, said he wanted her.

and there was this man
there, said he wanted her.

Then he walked across the
road to wait in his car.

Now we know who she is,
Mike, what else have we got?

She worked for a dentist but
got fired three weeks ago.

His alibi checks out, says she
was always late. Paul, anything?

Not a lot, no letters or diary.

Missing is a red coat with velvet
collar and matching buttons.

She was wearing it when
- No friends, no boyfriends?

No boyfriends. There was
an older guy she was seeing.

The flatmate told Travis that
Louise answered an advert somewhere.

The Times or could it
have been Time Out? And?

She thinks she got the job but
she doesn't know what it was.

But she was asking
about getting a passport.

Check it out!

She used to go out and meet him

and come back with a
lot of clothes and stuff,

and one time she looked really done
in, she had a bruise on her face.

Said she'd fallen down the
stairs. Did you see him?

Listen, sweetheart, we've
got no time to waste.

Tell me about this man she was seeing.

He was tall, dark haired.
He wore a long black coat.

This is DCI Langton. He was
giving her presents, right, money?

Yeah, and perfume. It was an
old-fashioned one, it smelt of lilac

and she started wearing odd makeup.

Very pale with lots of black
eyeliner and red lipstick.

Like a Goth or something
out of the Adams Family.

And when she went out, she started
to pin a red rose in her hair.

# BILLIE HOLIDAY: You Go To My Head

Travis, I want you to go back
to the landlady, jog her memory,

Travis, I want you to go back
to the landlady, jog her memory,

see if she can come up with
anything about this older bloke

that was seeing the victim, and
question the neighbours again.

Have we got anything on this new
job the victim was supposed to have?

Only a possible time re the advert
but I'm checking with Time Out -

Remember it required a passport.

Well, that's not much to go on.
Right now it's all we've bloody got!

Keep at it! Sharon said that
Louise went to local cafes

to get free meals off the men there.

Have you been down there? Not yet.

Paul, check them out.

Guv, better read this.

'Roses are red, violets are blue

Who cut Louise Pennel's mouth in two?'

How the hell did they get
hold of that information?

This looks like the
picture Sharon Bilkin had.

It's not a dahlia, it's a rose.

We are going to get a
load of calls from now on.

As long as we hold off on the
atrocities that Louise suffered,

then maybe we can distinguish between
any nutters and any real tip-offs.

Get over there and close this down.

Hi, I'm sorry to keep you
waiting, I'm Richard Reynolds.

Anna Travis. Nice to meet you.

Do you want to come
through to the newsroom?

Or if you prefer, we
can bag someone's office.

More private. Crime Desk's a
little bit like Piccadilly Circus.

(INDISTINCT)

Take a seat, I'll get
some coffee organised.

How can I help? It's
about the article you wrote

about the murder victim Louise Pennel.

We didn't have much. There
hadn't been a press release.

But you wrote that her mouth had been
slit in two. That was in the letter.

I got another anonymous letter

that likened your victim to
somebody called...Elizabeth.

Elizabeth Short? Have you heard of her?

No. Me, neither.

I haven't had a chance to look her up.

To be honest, I've been sidelined
by this young boy that's missing.

Do you still have the
letter? No, I don't.

You know, I did call
the police about it,

I wasn't exactly taken seriously.
Then I got the second letter.

I don't have that, either, I'm afraid.

Can you recall exactly what it said?

Thanks, Lex.

This second letter.

Like I said, we get a
shed-load of crank letters

every time we lead with a murder story.

Thanks. But what did this
one say? Something about how

the case of the Black
Dahlia was never -

Hang on, the Black what? Dahlia.

What does that mean?

No idea. It's just what the letter
said. How it was never solved

and now there was another
one, the Red Dahlia.

Was it handwritten? No, typed.

That was the 'Roses are
red, violets are blue

Who cut her mouth in two?'

Was it, by the way, cut in two?

Do you know a young woman
called Sharon Bilkin? Should I?

OK, look, could you
please get in touch with me

if you get any more contact from anyone?

This is my direct line.

Thanks for your time. My pleasure.

Have you had lunch?

Pardon? There's a nice
pub just around the corner.

Oh, no, I've got to get back. Thanks.

How about dinner one evening?

Apparently, it was a
story cobbled together

when they received the
photograph. But you got the note?

Actually there's two of them. Two?

It said exactly what Richard
Reynolds printed in the paper.

It had to have come from the killer.
We never disclosed the wounds.

The only person outside our team
who saw them is Sharon Bilkin.

I'm on my way to her now.

I said they could take everything
cos I don't want her stuff.

Got to get someone
else in to pay the rent.

They've left some things in an old
suitcase. I shoved everything in it.

(VACUUMING)

You just sold her photograph, did you?

I didn't sell it. Sharon,
this is very important.

You may not feel like you are
withholding evidence, but you are.

Are you telling me everything?
You had a folder of photos. Sharon!

Yeah, all right. (VACUUM OFF)

I know this bloke, Kenneth,
he's done some snaps of me.

I bumped into him and we got
talking. I told him about Louise.

He came back here for coffee
and I showed him her pictures.

Did you tell him about the
marks on Louise's mouth? No.

Will you stop cleaning
for a minute, please!

(VACUUM OFF) Did you give
the journalist anything else?

I never even met him.
Kenneth gave me 50 quid.

I just want her stuff removed.

She was always on the
scrounge, pleading poverty.

She'd use my makeup, my perfume.

She'd even nick my
tampons and then deny it.

Is there no-one who
would want her things?

I don't know.

What is it?

Anything you think of might help me.

When I first met her, she
was really positive, you know?

Really excited about the future but...

..after a couple of months
she changed, she was different.

Always sneaking in and out, secretive.

(MURMUR OF CONVERSATION)

It was always as if she
was waiting for something.

Like every time the phone
rang, she'd look towards it

like she was hoping
for something to happen.

I knew something was wrong,
I just didn't know what.

I'll never know now, will I?

(DISTORTED SINGING)

(GULLS CRY)

(READS) Howard House Library 1964.

Etiquette: All You Need To
Know About Home Entertaining?

Dear sir, I have enclosed
a photograph of myself.

LOUISE: I would like to apply for
the position of personal assistant

I am presently working for a
dental practice but have always

wanted to travel and
as I have no dependants,

this would not be a problem.

I am able type but do not
have shorthand experience.

..Working. Reliable and hardworking.

Please contact me on the number above.

I look forward to hearing from you.

(DISTORTED SINGING)

(GASPS)

Is he in yet?

Oh, yes. I think he
spent the night here.

Barbara, you were trying to trace
the advert in the paper, right?

Well, this might help. Found it
in Louise Pennel's belongings.

This is part of her job
application. That's her suitcase.

Meant to bring it in last night.

Barbara, Guv wants a
bacon roll. What's this?

It's Louise Pennel's suitcase.

BARBARA: She just brought it
in. It stinks of mothballs.

I'm not bagging and
tagging all that lot.

Get lost! (CHUCKLES)

I couldn't believe it when I saw it.

Elizabeth Short. She was 22 years old

and was murdered in Los Angeles in 1947.

Her killer was never found. It
was called the Black Dahlia Case.

Sorry.

Just look at these mortuary shots.

Awful.

There are even more photographs,

describing the exact
way that she was found,

and a detailed description of
the man that they were hunting.

There's even a sketch somewhere.

(WHISTLES THROUGH
TEETH) Give me a minute.

This LA killer sent anonymous
letters to a reporter.

Louise Pennel's body was
placed in exactly the same way.

A few years ago there was a
book out written by a detective

who claimed that his own
father was the killer.

He worked for the LA homicide team.

The suspect? No, no, his
father - he was a surgeon -

HE was the police
officer. Look, it's here.

Give me some breathing space.

(SIGHS)

I'm still loathe to go to
the press with more details.

It's just that there
were two other murders.

If he is copying the Black Dahlia,

he could go the whole
way and kill again.

They never released details of how
- (KNOCK AT DOOR)

Yes!
- the Yorkshire Ripper killed.

Bacon roll, sir, no tomato. Thank you.

Well, maybe they should have
done, he murdered 11 women.

If we give the press anything
near the details of this case,

it will create mayhem.

(NOISY CHATTER)

Right, settle down, everybody.

Settle down, this will
just take a minute.

Anna, Howard House
was a children's home.

It closed down about five years ago.

From the library book we were able to
check out a Mrs F Pennel in Margate.

Relation? I couldn't speak to
her. She's elderly and bedridden.

But her housekeeper, a Joyce Hughes,

says she thinks she's
our victim's grandmother.

Sorry, sir, I was just
giving the Margate update.

Travis, don't bother
phoning, just get down there.

In the meantime, have we had any
joy in tracing this bloody advert?

Train timetable.

I don't know, you get all the perks,
nice little trip to the seaside.

Barbara! No luck, sir, but I thinking

of applying for a job on a cruise ship.

Yeah, very funny.

We find who placed this advert, I reckon it will
lead us to the only suspect we have, so come on!

We find who placed this advert, I reckon it will
lead us to the only suspect we have, so come on!

Move your arses.

Travis.

I hope this little trip to
Margate proves worthwhile.

Is it all right if I go
straight home afterwards, sir?

Why? Have you got a date or something?

I'll call you if I find anything.

(GULLS CRY)

Mrs Hughes? I'm Travis.

Follow me.

Mrs Pennel is expecting
you. She may be sleeping.

Have you worked for Mrs
Pennel long? 12 years.

There used to be other
staff but now it's just me.

Give me a minute.

Florence.

The lady's here to see you.

Florence!

There's a bell by the door. If
you'll ring it when you're leaving,

I'll be downstairs in the kitchen.

(HUMS SOFTLY)

Mrs Pennel.

Sit down, dear.

Have you been offered a drink?
Er, no. I'm fine, thank you.

Do you mind if I take my coat off?

There's a gin and tonic on the dresser.

Are you from the social services?

No, I'm here to ask you about a
young woman called Louise Pennel.

No, I'm here to ask you about a
young woman called Louise Pennel.

Mrs Pennel, Louise was murdered.

Mrs Pennel.

This is a photograph of her.

Do you mind taking a look at it
and telling me if you knew her?

Is it Raymond's daughter?

Who's Raymond?

My son!

That's him over there.

This is your son? He
married a terrible woman.

A hairdresser.

He died of a burst appendix.

If she'd had a brain, she'd
have called an ambulance!

But she let him die.

Heather!

Her name was Heather.

Mrs Pennel, I'm here because I'm
investigating the murder of Louise.

I need to know if she was here.

Or if she was with anyone.

Yes!

I'm sorry? I said yes. Yes, yes.

My son, I would have helped.

But not that woman!

With her bleached hair,
common voice, cheap perfume.

With her bleached hair,
common voice, cheap perfume.

She was to blame.

She killed him.

How does she live in that heat?

(LIQUID POURS)

I should have warned you
not to bring up Raymond.

She's 94 and I think her
venom is what keeps her alive.

Did you know her son?
No, before my time.

Lot of gossip about him. Caught
with young boys up on the sand dunes.

Then apparently he met this
hairdresser and wanted to marry her.

But Mrs Pennel wouldn't hear of it.

Cut him off. I think she was pregnant.

Doubt if it was his. That
would be Louise, the child?

I think that was her
name. I only met her once.

Is this Mrs Pennel's house? Yes.

I'm Louise, I'm her granddaughter.

I'm sorry?

My name's Louise Pennel,
I want to see my grandma.

If you're speaking about Mrs
Pennel, I'm sorry, she can't see you.

'It was last September.
Nine months ago.'

I don't know who you are, but
I've come a really long way...

'I think she was after money. I'd say Florence
is worth a few hundred thousand, probably more.'

Well, I'm going to answer this advert
in the paper for a personal assistant.

He's very wealthy. He's a writer.

And he travels a lot, so
I've got to get a passport.

If he says he wants to meet me,

well, I haven't got the right clothes.

There's wardrobes full of good
quality clothes that'll never be worn.

So I went upstairs and got them for her.

Anything else?

I'd been sitting here polishing
the silver when she turned up.

After she'd gone, I noticed
a few things missing.

A candlestick holder.

OK, well, I'm going
to need a description.

Oh.

Will I get into trouble?

MRS PENNEL: I know Raymond took
my jewellery for that whore!

And I never pressed charges.

Sad, isn't it? And I could have done...

All this money and this huge house

and she came begging
and then gets killed.

(DISTORTED SINGING)

(GULLS CRY)

I don't know how good the food is but I thought go
local, then you can invite me in for coffee after.

Really? I've never been here before.

Always a good idea to check
out your local eateries.

You can get legless and totter home.

OK, I'm going to have the chicken liver
to start and the meatballs for main.

Are you having a starter?
Yeah, I'm starving.

I'll have the avocado salad
and the lamb tagine, please.

Did you get all that? Yep. Thank you.

We got a breakthrough
on the missing boy.

They found his body
in Highgate Cemetery.

Stuffed into a half-dug
grave. Oh, God, I'm sorry.

It's really hard to keep your distance
emotionally when there's children involved.

It's really hard to keep your distance
emotionally when there's children involved.

It's the peripheral things
that take it out of you.

The poor mother couldn't
speak, was in total shock.

My editor rings me and says, get
her to talk about the way she feels.

Sorry, sorry, I didn't
want to get into it.

But that was why I was
late picking you up.

It's OK, I'd just got
back from Margate, anyway.

Margate? What were you doing
there? Making enquiries.

About what?

No, I shouldn't really
talk to you about it.

Anna, we're just having
a nice, friendly dinner.

I'm not trying to pump
you for information.

I don't suppose you've received
any more anonymous letters.

No, but I've been away
from my desk all afternoon.

Were the letters... Were they
addressed to you personally?

Only in the original Black Dahlia Case,

their suspect specifically
chose the journalist.

No, they were just in the mail bag.

So, what, you're linking
the two cases now, are you?

Are you married? Swift
change of subject!

No, I was. We broke up a year ago.

You have kids? No. We had a
parrot. But her mother's adopted it.

Ah, good man!

Thanks.

Another bottle of the merlot. Thanks.

Do you think your killer
had medical training?

I know you're not telling the
press any of the grisly details

but after you left I looked up
Elizabeth Short's murder on the internet.

If this Louise Pennel's case is similar,

it makes my hair stand up on end.

What's up?

It's my boss.

Excuse me a minute.

Hi.

Surprise.

Or maybe not. This has to be your local.

I come here a lot. First time for me.

This is DCI Langton. This is
- Richard Reynolds, nice to meet you.

This is DCI Langton. This is
- Richard Reynolds, nice to meet you.

Dick.

Enjoy your dinner.

Sh... And that's his boss.

Why don't we just get
coffee back at your place?

(SIGHS) You ready?

Anna, do you mind if I take
a rain check on that coffee?

It's just that I have to be up
at the crack of dawn tomorrow

and I'll need to do a
follow-up on that poor kid.

Oh, that's fine.

Uh... Bill, please.

Wait, hang on, let me give
- No, no, no, this is on me.

Are you OK?

Yeah, just wish I hadn't been
clocked by my boss, that's all.

Can we do this again? And
at a different restaurant?

Yeah, I'd like that.

Er... That bloke you were with
last night, the journalist. Yeah.

I hope he wasn't pumping
you for information.

No, he's just an old
friend, sir. Really?

Keep your mouth shut around him, right?

When we want the press
involved, we rope them in.

Don't go spilling beans
they're not privy to.

I wouldn't do that, sir.

How old a friend is he? I've
known him for quite a while.

They're all the same
as far as I'm concerned.

Just be careful what you say to him.

I will, but thank you for the advice.

Hey, don't get shirty with me.

All right, listen up, everybody.
If we have a copycat killer,

we need to be one step ahead of him,

and I want you to pay
particular attention to this.

This is the LAPD sketch
from 1947, the suspect.

This is the LAPD sketch
from 1947, the suspect.

Now, the only description we have of
our suspect comes from Sharon Bilkin

and the landlady Mrs Jenkins,
so let's see how they match up.

Tall, about six feet, possibly more.

Wore a long dark coat, we
can put this drawing out -

Sir, it's the crime
desk at the Telegraph,

they reckon they've had a
phone call from the killer.

Who am I talking to?

Mr Reynolds, I will be very grateful if
you'd bring in a tape recording immediately.

Mr Reynolds, I will be very grateful if
you'd bring in a tape recording immediately.

Did he ask for you personally?

Yes, but I didn't record that,
as it came via the switchboard.

It's exactly the same
- Let's hear it.

Well, Mr Reynolds, I congratulate you on what
your newspaper's done on the Red Dahlia Case.

Well, Mr Reynolds, I congratulate you on what
your newspaper's done on the Red Dahlia Case.

You seem to have gone silent on
it. Have you run out of material?

I wouldn't say that.

Maybe I can provide some assistance...

A bit muffled here. Ssh!

I'll tell you what
I'll do, I'll send you

some of Louise Pennel's personal things

that she had with her when
she, shall we say, disappeared.

When will I get them?

Oh, within the next day or so.

See how far you can get with them.

Now I have to say goodbye, you
maybe trying to trace the call.

He cut me off.

(It's almost identical to the call
made in the Black Dahlia Case.)

Travis! Mr Reynolds, I do not
want the contents of this call

Travis! Mr Reynolds, I do not
want the contents of this call

printed in your newspaper
or any reference to it.

We'll send it over to the lab, it
may be vital evidence. Play it again.

(CLICK) Well, Mr Reynolds,
I congratulate you

on what your newspaper's
done on the Red Dahlia Case.

You seem to have gone
silent... (DOOR CLANGS)

Have you got anything?

It's a middle-aged male. It doesn't sound
as if he's attempting to disguise his voice.

Educated, confident. Slightly
upper-crust intonation.

Is that it?

It's muffled, indistinct, and little
background noise to pinpoint location.

This type of phonetic analysis
is very time consuming.

It requires painstaking
preparations of speech samples

and close observation of
acoustics and characteristics.

So, what do we do?

Shove our thumbs up our arses
because it could take, what, days?

Weeks?

Mike, Mike. I'm working on the adverts,

I've been scrolling through them

and this one ticks the right boxes.

Novelist seeking a PA with
shorthand and typing experience

and willingness to travel
worldwide at a moment's notice.

No previous experience required.

Applicants are to be between 20 to 30
years old, attractive and well dressed.

The dates fit. Ad was
withdrawn six months ago.

And?

It was paid for in postal orders bought in different
post offices, one in Slough one in Charing Cross.

It was paid for in postal orders bought in different
post offices, one in Slough one in Charing Cross.

He's covering his tracks.

Can you please look at this sketch

and tell me if it resembles the
man that came to call for Louise?

Oh, similar.

After you left, I had
a good think about it

and I've remembered
something. It might be nothing.

But he held his left hand to his face.

Like this.

Maybe he didn't want
me to see him clearly,

but I remembered he was wearing a
very distinctive ring, quite large

but I remembered he was wearing a
very distinctive ring, quite large

with a carnelian stone, I think.

It's a bit like him, but I
never really had a good look.

Whoever it was, Louise
was scared of him.

Why do you say that?

The way she acted when
she was going to see him,

and she told me that he
didn't like her to dress sexy.

Demure, that was the word she
used, he liked her to dress demure.

But on the night we last went out

it was like she was expecting
him cos she didn't want to come.

Did she get a phone call or something
that made her change her mind?

I don't know. She might have
done while I was in the bath.

But she didn't wear her own
clothes, she was in mine.

Not demure, then?

No.

But she put on that
red coat that she had.

She was wearing this red
strapless dress with sequins -

With the pink sequined
bag, that was mine.

Do you think she was hoping
to see him in the club?

Don't know. Well, maybe she wanted
to dress sexy to put him off.

I'm having my nails done this morning.

There's no bank account,
no post office savings.

She gets 150 quid a week
from the dental surgery

but she pays Sharon 120
quid in rent each week

So that doesn't leave much
to live on, though, does it?

But there is the cash in the boot.

But there's no trace of the red
coat, 40s style with a velvet collar.

Skirts, blouses.

The suitcase reeks of mothballs.

You heard we traced the adverts?

Well, the bad news is that the postal box and
the number listed for applicants to call...

Well, the bad news is that the postal box and
the number listed for applicants to call...

it's drawn a blank so far.
It's a pay-as-you-go mobile.

Right, I'm off home.
Joan's already gone.

Right. Wait, but you can still
trace the calls made to it.

We have done that, haven't we?

I'll do it, I'll do it.

Is the boss in? These were
delivered to reception.

READS: Dahlia's killer
cracking, wants terms.

READS: Dahlia's killer
cracking, wants terms.

The LA Examiner received an
almost identical letter, sir.

He's a copycat. That's
bloody obvious, Paul.

DCI Langton, I will give up on the Dahlia
killing if I get ten years. Don't try to find me.

DCI Langton, I will give up on the Dahlia
killing if I get ten years. Don't try to find me.

OK, take a break,
recharge your batteries.

Go on, get out. I'll deal with these.

(PHONE RINGS)

DCI Langton. Yes.

About time. I'll send
someone over to pick them up.

Yeah, and this is a murder
enquiry that takes precedence

over a few starlets getting
drunk on champagne. Thank you.

The club's releasing the
CCTV footage. Get over there.

You here about that murdered
girl? Were you not questioned?

Nah, I'm part-time nights. Well,
this shouldn't take too long.

Look at these photos.
She didn't leave me a tip.

I'm sorry?

The coat didn't fit. Old fashioned.

I remember it because my mum had one.

You took her coat. Yeah.

I hung it on the rail
at the back. Our system.

The early birds are usually
the ones that stay very late.

This is a sketch of the man we're
trying to trace. You ever seen him?

Hm, I don't know if it
was him. Sort of similar.

In the club? No, outside in the
alley. We nip out there for a smoke.

Right, let's take a look out the back.

He was parked opposite. Cars
think they can park here at night

and the wardens have a field day.

You saw him? I didn't get a close look.

He was sitting in his car.
Do you know what make it was?

A big car. A 4x4, maybe.
Very dark, but shiny, clean.

He got out when she came
up to the passenger side.

He said something and then she got in.

And the man looked like the one
in the sketch. Sort of, yeah.

Older looking, thin faced,
tall. He had this long dark coat.

I'd better get back. There'll
be coats up the ying-yang!

Is there anything else you remember?

That other girl. They came in together.

She's often here. Naughty one, she is.

But she didn't stay more than
an hour. They were having a row.

But she didn't stay more than
an hour. They were having a row.

I'm not your bloody
babysitter, I'm leaving!

I haven't got any money,
Sharon! You never have, do you?

Here, and this time you can pay me back.

Why haven't you come
forward with this before?

I didn't think it meant anything,
really. Doesn't, does it?

Doreen, you've been
very helpful. Thank you.

Is there a reward?

READS: LP deserved to die, another
victim will pay the same price.

READS: LP deserved to die, another
victim will pay the same price.

The body of a white female's been
discovered in a field off the A4.

The body's covered in a red coat.

Are we going to bed?

You're investigating a brutal
murder, you know the rules

and you've broken them.

Third time this woman's called. Sounds
scared but says she knows who the killer is.

Did your father ever entertain
young girls like these, Emily?