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Mr Nilsen has confessed killing 15 men,

mostly homeless and vulnerable,
over a period of five years.

We're now in the process
of confirming that number.

We're also aware that there are
up to seven attempted murders.

So we ask anybody who may have visited

195 Melrose Avenue from
December 1978 to 1981

or 23 Cranley Gardens from
1981 to February this year

to please call Hornsey Police Station

on the number behind me.

If you know of anybody
that's gone missing...

Sons, brothers, fathers...

uncles, nephews, cousins, friends...

please contact us.

Because we need your help.

Okay, questions, please. Yes, Tim.

How many of the victims
have you identified so far?

Other than Stephen Sinclair,

we won't be naming
any more of the victims

until official charges have
been brought against Mr Nilsen.

- Charlotte.
- How likely is it

that you'll identify
all 15 of his victims?

Well, we're still in the process
of assessing and analysing

the evidence from Melrose Avenue...

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Yes, yes, I understand.

We're absolutely certain,
he killed only male.

His father recognised the
knives on the television.

Gave them to him as a gift
for starting chef's school.

But according to him,

his son never turned up
on the first day of class

and he hasn't seen him since May, 1980,

which would match Nilsen's
dates for his third victim.

Next step?

Well, Nilsen's requested a visit,

so I'll take the photo with
me and get him to confirm.

- Requested a visit?
- Yeah.

I'm hoping he's remembered
some more names.

- How are you coping?
- Oh, good.

We're trying to get through the
8,000 missing persons reports.

No, I'm good, thanks.
We need more manpower,

but you know that.

I'm still trying.

What's going on with John the guardsman?

Healey's checking all the
guardsmen called John.

- He's been on that for a few weeks.
- There's 256 of them.

Gonna take some time,
but he'll find him.

Speaking of which, erm...

We think we might have another lead.

Lodge found three dental
plates in the dig at Melrose.

One of them is only made in Germany.

So he thinks if he can go over there...

- To Germany?
- He can narrow it down

and probably come up with another name.

Guv, look,
I know it's a long shot, but...

If we get another name,
it's gotta be worth it, right?

There's talk from the Yard.
As far as they're concerned,

they already have him on
three counts of murder.

We told the press last
week we think it's 15.

Why do you think we're still active?

I'm just warning you.

We need to start closing
the leads we already have,

not opening new ones,
especially in different countries.

They're nervous about how
much this is costing already.

Oh, so this is about money?

Everything is always about money, Peter.

We've just gotta be smart.

Thank you.

No wonder that half of
Category A's on hunger strike.

I might well join them,
just to break the monotony.

No.

Oh, and let me tell you...

It's perfectly feasible to
be on normal rations in here

and still effectively
remain on hunger strike.

I don't even know why I'm
Category A in the first place.

I'm hardly gonna escape, commit suicide.

- Des...
- The help I'm giving the police

should be rewarded, not punished.

Let me see what we can do.

You said that before.

Martyn Duffey.

Is he one of them?

Yeah, of course. Martyn.

Yeah, he was number three.

The one I told you about
that I met at Euston Station.

- Have you any more?
- Hopefully soon.

You said that you had some
more information for me.

Or was that just so you could
talk about your living situation?

No, I'd never do that.

Any news about Bleep?

Just, I've heard nothing
about her since I got in here.

I'll call the dogs' home.
See what I can find out.

I actually have another name for you.

Uh... Yeah, one of the young men
at Melrose Avenue.

I just woke up, his name was just there.

Kenneth Ockenden.

Ockenden?

Hmm.

You're a 100% sure? Kenneth Ockenden?

Yeah. The Canadian lad, was all
over the news when he went missing.

Did you hold his name back from us?

No, why would you say that?

I want these people
identified and laid to rest

just as much as you do, Mr Jay.

I'm simply trying to tell the truth.

- But he can't have.
- Why not?

Because Ockenden was
investigated for three years.

Right, they found nothing.

What are you thinking?

Well, we're gonna request the files

and treat it as a murder investigation.

- What's the problem?
- I know some of the guys, Peter.

Ockenden was a difficult case for them.

And the press weren't exactly
kind when they couldn't find him.

All right, Steve, request the files.

Can I tell Martyn Duffey's dad?

I made him certain promises
when he first came forward.

Yeah, course.

Sorry, boss, you might
both want to hear this.

Someone's just called saying
he's Nilsen's biographer.

- Eh?
- Yeah.

He asked if we could tell him

anything about
the investigation or the arrest.

No, look, that's just
a rag trying to get a quote.

If they call back, tell 'em to piss off.

Gladly.

Steve?

Let me know when you get the files.

Kenneth Ockenden. Canadian tourist.

Left his hotel in Kings
Cross December 3rd.

He was meant to meet
his uncle on the 5th

to collect some money for
a plane home for Christmas.

He was never seen again.

What, and Nilsen's
only just remembered this?

Nilsen says he met
him in a West End pub.

They talked about his camera,
they spent the day sightseeing.

That night, he strangled him
with a headphone cord

as Ockenden listened to
music in Melrose Avenue.

He disposed of his body
in the garden, as per,

so we are currently looking for
any signs of him in the dig.

Now, look, we all hope that
we find something at Melrose,

but until we do, these files are our...

They're our best shot.

Now, look. I know you all think
you might know about this case

because of the media coverage,
but we can't half-arse this.

Nilsen is in there.

Somewhere.

Have you finished?

I tell you explicitly not
to open any more leads

and you open Kenneth bloody Ockenden!

Ockenden's mother had links
to the Canadian parliament.

His disappearance became political!

So you can imagine the Yard's reaction

to you making it a murder enquiry
with a serial killer as a suspect.

- Nilsen says he killed him, guv.
- Of course he did!

He'd say anything to stay in the papers.

Ockenden doesn't fit
the victim profile, Peter.

He wasn't homeless or an addict.
He wasn't even gay.

- He had a girlfriend back in Canada.
- That doesn't mean anything.

Then why did he go home with him?

What evidence have you found?

You want us to tell his family

that a boy the police
couldn't find for three years

was actually killed by a former copper,

and you don't have
any physical evidence?!

When's he ever lied to us before?

I've been trying to help you.

Get you the money and support
you need to close this case.

But you went behind my back

and made us look like
a bunch of amateurs!

You better be right about this.

TV REPORTER: The gruesome search
continues at 195 Melrose Avenue

for what police now believe
are dismembered remains

that have been buried in the
garden for three years or more.

All day, detectives
and forensic science experts

have been taking the bones for
examination in a laboratory.

We found a small piece of the jaw

and some teeth attached to it,
in the rear garden.

And this morning, they found a
significant amount of human bones.

Of what we've brought in,
a big percentage of them

turned out to be animal bones.

But of those that are definitely human,

we estimate we have between
eight and 20 different victims.

Are any of them from Ockenden?

No.

But a lot of them we couldn't
analyse due to fire damage.

Did we manage to identify
anyone from them?

I'm afraid not.

There must be some more tests we can do.

Look... I know it's not
the news we hoped for.

But it was always gonna be a long shot,

considering the amount of time passed

and the astute method of disposal.

I'd say we were fortunate
to get Martyn Duffey.

But you said there
could be as many as 20?

Well, as I say, it's an estimate,
but it's certainly a possibility.

I'll give you gentlemen a minute.

Thank you.

We need to re-test the headphones
found at Cranley Gardens.

No, Peter, all Ockenden is doing

is sending us up
a bunch of blind alleys.

We may need to move on from him.
You heard what he said.

Possibly 20 victims.

Which means Nilsen may have been
lying to us from the very start.

I'll call it in.

I made something for you.

It's all jumbled and
in no special order,

but I figured, you're the artist.

Only you know what's important
and how to select it, so...

What made you draw these?

Nostalgia, I suppose.

I thought you told the police that
you didn't remember your victims?

No, their names, no.

But that doesn't mean I don't
remember our time together.

I took him up on maybe four occasions

in the following two weeks.

What did you do when you...

"brought him up"?

Well, his naked body fascinated me.

I'd roll him onto his stomach,
roll him onto his back.

Touching him. Stroking him.

I was thrilled that
I had full control...

ownership over this beautiful body.

So control was the, um... motivation?

Well, nothing's ever
about one thing, Brian.

Sometimes I'd, erm...

put them in the other
armchair next to mine

while I'd watch an evening's television.

I'd look over and imagine
what we'd be talking about,

if he could speak.

Then at other times,

you know, I couldn't actually
believe this was happening,

that this was my life. But, uh...

Death gives no refunds, so...

We spend so much time talking about me,

but I feel I hardly know
anything about you.

I don't even know if you're married.

No, no. But I do have
my emotional attachments.

Okay. Maybe a more simpler question.

Do you remember when you
first became aware of death?

I grew up in a fishing village,
Brian, so...

Death surrounds you
when the sea's involved.

That and the poverty.

I saw my grandfather's corpse
when I was six year old.

- How did he die?
- At sea. He was a fisherman.

And they brought his
coffin back to the house,

it was normal back then.

And my mother, erm...

woke me up and said,
"Do you want to see your grandad?"

I went into the living room
and he was there, in a box.

- How did they explain that?
- Well, they didn't.

You didn't know that he was dead?

No, they just said he was sleeping.

After he left, the mystery of death,
it always fascinated me.

Sometimes I'd put talc on my face,

paint my lips blue and poke my eyes

till they were bloodshot
and just look in the mirror.

To make yourself seem dead?

Aye.

And was this by yourself or...

with somebody else there?

Both.

What would you do then?

I would just sit and stare.

Imagining the abyss as I touched him.

And myself in my own dead image.

So this is about sex.

No! You keep looking
for these simple answers,

but you debase it to make
it purely about that.

I'm not trying to simplify anything,

but you did have sex
with these young men

- after they had died.
- No, I did not.

Did I enjoy them?

Yes. Did I...

gain some satisfaction

from looking at their naked
bodies next to mine in the mirror?

But I didn't penetrate them.

Look, look, the wicked thing that I did

was to squeeze the life
out of a human being.

That was wrong, that was unforgivable,

I will be properly punished for it.

But what I did to a corpse
is neither here nor there.

Brian, if you are more disgusted
by what I did to a corpse

than what I did to a living man,

then your moral system is upside-down

and needs overhauling.

You're right.

I didn't intend to judge you.

Let's go back to your childhood.

Did you have many...

Any friends at school?

I'm glad we're doing this, Brian.

Me too. It's nice to be listened to.

Makes me feel human again.

All these, treating me like a criminal.

Do you not consider
yourself to be a criminal?

How I consider myself is obsolete.

I deserve the right to be treated
as innocent until proven guilty.

Not have to wear the
clothes of a convicted felon

whilst I wait for my day in court.

Surely you can see that?

We're sorry about the result of the dig.

We all share your disappointment.

Thank you. It was a blow,

but we have other points of
enquiry we're now investigating.

There's been a development.

Turns out that Nilsen's been getting

regular visits from a biographer.

Apparently his letter got
through the prison censors

and they'd been meeting
for a number of weeks.

Our fear here is that
it's only a matter of time

before the victims' identities,

and especially one as
well known as Ockenden,

become public knowledge.

Therefore, we feel we need
to inform his family.

We're still looking for
confirmation on Ockenden, sir.

The only reason we've
been patient up until now

was the hope that the dig

would give us something to
tie Ockenden to Melrose.

But it's been a month.

Yeah, I'm aware of that.
But if we had more men

and the word processor I've
requested again and again...

Peter.

There is nothing I would like
more than to find Ken

and to bring anyone
who harmed him to justice.

But if we don't have any evidence

- by now...
- We'll find the evidence.

I admire your confidence.

But this investigation
is beginning to harm

the reputation of
the Metropolitan Police.

We've only just repaired the
damage done by the riots.

How are we damaging its reputation?

Because people are starting to ask
why this is all taking so long.

Do you know how an investigation works?

Peter.

Wait for me outside.

- What the hell was that?
- Top brass care more

about their reputation
than finding these men.

Oh, grow up.

You're not the only one
who cares about this case.

Let me give you some advice, Peter.

Toe the fucking line!

Yeah, that's fine.

No, I don't mind
holding while you find out.

What's going on?

Healey thinks he's got John.

Don't bloody jinx it, Steve.

All the guardsmen were accounted for,

so we were screwed, basically.
Back to square one.

I went to see the West End branch,

asked them if they knew any Johns

from High Wycombe that frequented Soho.

After giving me a load of
grief about the Ockenden case,

they threw me a name.

John Howlett.

A ne'er-do-well, in and out
of different homes as a kid,

well-known on the streets of Soho.

- Sound familiar?
- Yeah.

Now we're just checking the blood
type from the remains in Cranley.

Okay.

I think we deserve a bit of luck,
don't you?

Yes.

Yep.

Okay. Thanks.

We got a match.

Great work, Chris!

Why do you think Nilsen
said he was a guardsman?

I've got no idea.

First round's on me! You coming?

I'll be there in a bit.

I've just gotta finish up here first.

Thought you were all down the pub.

You, uh...

looking for anything in particular?

Kenneth Ockenden.

You're not gonna find him there,
that's the Cranley Gardens log.

- Did we fingerprint the camera?
- We did.

What about the books we found?

Yep, all the covers.

But not the pages?

How do you touch
pages and not the covers?

There's just a few books that might
give us something that...

The photography book,
the London guide, things like that.

The A to Z.

Guv, is this a good use of time?

I'll see what I can do.

Can he harm us?

I don't see how.

What do you think they talk about?

I don't even wanna know.

Guv. Woman at the front desk,

thinks her ex-partner
might be a possible victim.

Cheers, Chris.

Yeah, he's on his way down.

Great.

He went missing about a year ago.

Last time I saw him,
he came round to the house.

We'd been separated a few months,

said he wanted to spend
more time with Shane.

But I knew he was
just there for the money,

so he could go down to Soho and score.

We... had an argument
that day and he left.

I know I haven't seen him since.

A week after that,
he had a court date, which he missed.

And he always attended court,
no matter what.

So I went down to the job centre,

they told me he hadn't signed on.

So then I rang his solicitor,

and they told me to wait a
while and that he'd show up.

But I knew.

And then I saw you on the news,

and even though I know
Graham wasn't bent,

just something kept turning in my gut.

Not all of his victims were gay.

Some just needed a bed or some food.

Do you have a photo?

Yeah.

This.

So, he had a criminal record?

Of course.

He almost wore it as a badge of honour,

you know, him against the system.

I just need to know what happened.

I know he's been a bit of a shit, but...

he's Shane's dad.

DCI Peter Jay to see Dennis Nilsen.

I need you to identify some photos.

How's Bleep?

Well, you made it pretty busy for me

the last time I was here, Des.

Haven't had a chance to
find out about your dog.

Graham Allen and John Howlett,
AKA John the Guardsman.

Although he wasn't a guardsman, was he?

He was just another young man,

finding his way on the streets of Soho.

I am sick of helping people

who take advantage of my good nature.

I am deserving of some more balance.

What, like with your biographer?

Did you kill these men?

How many people did you
kill in Melrose Avenue?

Did you kill Kenneth Ockenden?

If I hadn't wanted you to,
you wouldn't have found me.

- So why would I lie to you now?
- Look at the photos.

I've been convicted
of no crimes as of yet,

therefore I am innocent
until proven guilty.

Where is this coming from?

In Category A, like some
kind of dangerous criminal...

Look at the photos and tell
me if you killed these men...

- Des!
- I'm your only witness!

This man has a seven-year-old son.

Do the right thing,
and look at the fucking photos.

Did you kill this man?

No comment.

Detective Chief Inspector Peter Jay.

Brian Masters.

- Drink?
- No, thank you.

You found it all right, then?

- Oh, yes, no trouble at all.
- Good.

So, how long have you been writing?

About 15 years. You?

I mean, how long have you
been a policeman?

Nearly 23 years.

How many books have you written
about people like Nilsen?

Well, this is my first.

Then, let me give you some advice.

Walk away.

Well, with all due respect, Mr Jay,

I'm... I didn't approach this naively.

Well, why approach it at all?

I mean, you think you can
understand these things he did?

I'm not sure that
understanding is useful here.

The term is emotional
and more often than not,

it leads us to answers

that are indicative
of our own prejudices.

It's not about understanding,
it's about comprehending.

Isn't that the same thing?

Humans kill. It's in our nature.

Out of fits of rage or jealousy,
or self-defence.

But to kill so many men
without any real reason...

I think it's important that we try

to comprehend why this happened,

and how this person came to pass.

I need you to tell us

everything that Nilsen's told you
about the identities of his victims.

Well, I don't have any more
information than you already have.

Well, you've been talking for months.

We talk about other things.

- Such as?
- His childhood.

His time in the army.

- Was he killing in the army?
- No.

How often have you been visiting him?

Once or twice a week.

- When's the last time you saw him?
- Four days ago.

And, he wrote to you?

No, I wrote to him.

I'm not really sure why we're here.

Nilsen is no longer helping
us with our investigation.

Since when?

What, he didn't tell you?

Has he even mentioned Kenneth Ockenden?

- Did he kill Kenneth Ockenden?
- I didn't say that.

If he mentions any names,
you have a duty to report them to us.

Oh, it's not as simple as that.

Perverting the course of
justice is very simple.

If you are suggesting

that I had anything to do with
his retracting his cooperation,

then you are gravely mistaken, Mr Jay.

And if you wish to take this
conversation any further,

then maybe I should
telephone my solicitor.

If you wanted to write
a book about Nilsen,

you should have come to us first.

We'd have given you the real story.

But you're all so fucking
fascinated by him, aren't you?

- Afternoon.
- Good afternoon.

Ever since I've come
to this hell on earth,

I have been disrespected,
abused, humiliated.

I have done nothing but
help an investigation,

for which I have not yet been convicted.

Nobody cares about
my years of public service,

my work with the unions,
that goes unnoticed.

Why didn't you mention Kenneth Ockenden?

You've spoken to Mr Jay, I see.

Yes. He contacted me.

Yeah.

I didn't mention Ken cos
he's the one I regret.

The day we spent together was so happy.

The happiest I'd been all year.

Unlike the others, his death
was a kind of... cruel and

horrid parody of what could've been.

Well, do you not feel
any guilt or remorse?

Why?

They live with me in my cell, Brian.

All of them.

How can I feel remorse when I have
taken those pains into myself?

That's obscene.

Look, I'd give anything
for any one of them

to walk in here right
now and shoot me dead.

But the sad fact is they had to die

to get attention for their plights.

Because the public pious
aftercare comes too late.

And when this is all over,
the Des Nilsens,

and the Stephen Sinclairs and
the Martyn Duffeys of this world

will still stagger along,
unnoticed and alone,

because society is more interested
in death than it is in life.

These people that you mention...

they weren't Kenneth Ockenden.

You say so yourself.

So what was it that made
you kill Kenneth Ockenden?

He was...

They were all my type.

Simple as that?

I once strangled and
drowned a young man.

And then, when he was lying on the bed,

I noticed Bleep licking his face.

He was still alive.

So I resuscitated him.

And he was very
confused when he came to,

he didn't know what had happened.

And he was there for days,
me taking care of him.

And then, when he was
well enough to leave,

I took him up to Highgate Station
and we arranged to meet again,

the week after.

Well, the week after came and went,
and he never came back.

Perhaps he should've stayed in my flat.

The thought of them leaving
triggered the impulse?

Everybody leaves.

Friends, colleagues, boyfriends,
they all disappear eventually.

My grandfather,
my great hero and protector,

was the only person that I ever loved.

Seeing my grandfather in that box...

all my troubles started there.

See, it blighted
my personality permanently.

That's why I did all these things.

That and the booze and the music.

It whipped me up into a
sort of frenzied fantasy,

that brought the devil and the darkness.

But without that, I'm harmless.

No, Des, no. It is not your place

to make objective reasons
why you did these things.

Especially with this spurious logic.

Whose place is it then? Is it yours?

No, this book cannot be

a subjective look at your life
and, and your, your actions.

We both of us, we must remain objective.

And if there are any
lessons to be learned,

it is up to the reader
to decide, not us.

All these ruminations and
hypotheses might be helpful to you,

but... it can't be the end of the road.

That's not what I'm here for.

Brian, would you do me a kindness?

I need to find out about my dog.

Could you do that for me?

Yes, I'll see what I can do.

Peter. Gotta come and see this.

- Brian?
- Guv.

We've got a partial print off
the A-Z which ain't Nilsen's.

Looks like Ockenden's.

You sure?

Hell of a hunch, guv.

Ah. Thank you.

Peter, this is Commander Lockwood.

- You know Russell.
- Good to meet you, sir.

Peter, I'd like to congratulate you.

Although we were all
understandably sceptical at first,

Ockenden is a huge
weight off this force.

Thank you, sir.

It wasn't the easiest one
for us, but it...

shows we're getting through it.

Well, obviously these
things can't last forever.

And upstairs feel that
confirming Ockenden

is a natural place to wrap things up.

Therefore, a decision has been made.

We're going to charge
him with six murders

and bring the investigation to a close.

Sir...

If I may, I think this is a mistake.

We have leads which I'm sure
will bring us more names.

A woman called Lesley
Mead has come forward.

We suspect her ex-partner
might be a victim...

Detective.

We have spent a fortune on
your team's overtime alone.

Six murders. He never gets out.

Charging him with six is a joke...

- Peter.
- No, but guv...

- The decision has been made.
- Please, sir, if I may.

There are at least nine families

who will never get
closure if we stop now.

We just need more time and
we'll find all 15, I'm sure of it.

But we're not even sure
he killed 15, are we?

And now that he's stopped talking to us,

perhaps we'll never know.

No. It's time for you and
your team to move on, Peter.

I'm sure your families will
be very happy to see you.

Can I, erm...

can I have everybody's attention?

Scotland Yard have just given
the order to shut us down

and to charge him
with the six we've got.

I can't tell you how
proud I am of this team.

And of the work that we've done
together over the past four months.

The six we found...

Well, that's the kind of police work

you can't just do from behind a desk.

You're a credit to yourselves...

and each other.

Thank you.

Nilsen, a 37-year-old civil servant,

was arrested and charged after
human remains were discovered

at two properties in North London.

He has now been committed to trial

for six charges of murder
and two attempted murders.

The former police officer is due
to appear in court later this week,

where he is expected to
plead guilty on all charges.

[DOOR BELL]

Peter.

Steve!

- Can I get you anything?
- No, I'm fine. Thank you.

- I'll leave you to be.
- Thanks, love.

How have you been?

Yeah, not bad.

- What have you got?
- It's about the Nilsen case.

Of the remains found in Cranley Gardens,

one of the jaw bones had scars

on both sides
of the jaw due to a fracture.

Take a seat, mate.

Graham Allen had
his jaw broke in a fight.

It's in his record.

That doesn't necessarily
mean it's Allen.

So, Bowen goes to Allen's odontologist.

Finds a denture that he had made,
but never picked up.

It fit the jaw.

Graham Allen is the third
victim of Cranley Gardens.

When he came round
to the house that day...

The last thing that I said to him was...

"I hope that you never come back."

He'd have known you didn't mean that.

Would he...?

Sorry.

[SHE SOBS]

Would he have...

felt any pain?

I don't think so.

Okay.

Lesley, erm...

You know we've already charged Nilsen.

That indictment's already
been written up and processed.

What are you saying?

We can't add Graham's name to
the list of Nilsen's victims.

But you just said that he killed him.

No, he did.

But the court has a
time limit to add names,

and that passed a few days ago.

[SHE STAMMERS]

So Graham doesn't get any justice?

I'm afraid not.

[SNIFFS]

[DOOR SLAMS]

Guv called me when I was on leave.

He said that our squad

was being seriously
considered for a commendation.

I think he thought it
would make me feel better.

But all it did was make me more angry.

You got, uh, two kids, right?

Sorry, Steve, I mean,
I should know that.

Four. Two boys, two girls.

Linda wants another.

Well, I mean, our first, another for me.

- You not so much?
- Well, I'd like to.

I've already fucked it up four times.

This job does that.

How are the boys?

I haven't seen them for a while.

I'm sorry to hear that, Peter.

We should have stopped him, Steve.

We caught him first chance we could.

We should have known.

Sometimes it's just not possible.

I mean, he had a normal life,
a normal job.

You going to the committal hearing?

Yeah. You?

Aye. I can't wait for it all to be over.

D'you know that he was the one

that wrote the letters
about the blocked drains?

Told his landlord he wouldn't
pay rent until they were cleaned.

I mean, this whole thing,
it's always been to Nilsen's script.

Brian?

Hello?

A dogs' home called for you.

They said further to your enquiry,
Nilsen's dog has been put down.

He asked me to find out
about his dog, that's all.

I need to get him to trust me.

Otherwise all this is for nothing.

So, what, now you're doing
errands for him?

Oh, come on.

Someone who knows our world,
our community, needs to write this.

Otherwise they'll get it wrong.
I mean, they'll fuck it up.

They already are.

Please... please try and understand.

Just make sure it's not
him who's writing it.

[REPORTERS CALL OUT]

Inspector! Having spent
so much time with Nilsen,

can you tell us what is he really like?

- Unremarkable.
- What makes you say that?

[REPORTERS CALL OUT]

This is a surprise, Brian.

Hello, there, Des. Uh...

How are you doing?

Ah, I can't complain.

If I did, who'd listen?

Des, erm...

Bleep was put down by the dogs' home.

She became ill not soon
after you'd been...

arrested, and...

and they thought that it
would be kinder that way.

She forgave me everything
and never let me down.

But in the moment
of her greatest crisis,

I wasn't there for her.

How's the book progressing?

It's coming along very well, thank you.

I'm currently writing about
your experiences in Aden.

Another place the British
Army should have never been.

When they came to get me,
I thought you were my solicitor.

Sorry? Solicitor? I thought you'd
dispensed with your legal aid?

Change is the only constant in life.
Who said that?

Heraclitus.

Yeah.

No, well, this solicitor,
this one has a tax-deductible heart,

but needs must, y'know?

Right, well...

I'll see you up there.

I do wanna thank you, Brian.

For what?

Your company.

All rise.

Dennis Andrew Nilsen.

On count one of this indictment,

you are charged with
the murder of Stephen Sinclair.

How say you,
are you guilty or not guilty?

Not guilty.

On count two, you are charged with
the murder of Kenneth Ockenden.

How say you, guilty or not guilty?

Not guilty.

On count three, you are charged
with the murder of John Howlett.

How say you, guilty or not guilty?

Not guilty.

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