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What have you got? Well, only
one other person apart from you
and Grace handled the contents.

The same person sealed it
and wrote the note.

She's right-handed. She's scared.
Her handwriting tells us
she's not very well educated. Look...

she almost wrote standed for
standard, and then she corrected it.

Could have been corrected
by someone else.

Definitely a woman?
Her DNA says so.

The woman in the photo? Boyd, just
be satisfied with "She's a woman."

Someone must be missing her.
You'd hope so. I need the report
on the missing persons database.

I don't think that's going to help.
Look at her. Who's gonna miss her?

She's from the abyss.
From the underclass.

These are Thomas Rice's victims.

Prostitute, prostitute,
unemployed factory worker,
drug addict, prostitute...

The only one who survived, the only
one whose name we can even remember
is Clare Delaney. Now, why?

She's different. She is different.
She's got class, she's educated,
articulate. She has status.

She's got status, Spence.
High-status women are a great prize
to narcissistic men.

That's why he didn't kill her.
This poor girl has no status.
She's in terrible trouble.

OK, everybody, I've got a name.

Maya Wilson. Probation Officer
reported her missing four days ago.
She's an 18-year-old prostitute.

She's on the National DNA Database,
Mel. Now we've got a name and a face.

Yeah, here we go.

Arrested for possession of
class A drug with intent to supply.

She got 18 months, first offence.
She served six, got out...
three weeks ago. Nice one, Frankie.

"Publish your card in Thursday's
Standard, Boyd. Cut the pack, save
the girl." I'll ask him to phone me.

That sounds so like Thomas Rice.
Sounds like - but he's in the nick!

Yeah, but he could have sent it out
as an instruction. How?
Via a prisoner who'd been released?

It has to be ongoing contact. He has
visitors. Lawyers, prison officers?

I got these visiting order coupons.
Cheers.

An Open University tutor...
a 60-year-old woman academic.

A Mr Phil Bryant,
retired engineer, aged 75.

Says here "family friend"
and...whoa!

Dr Clare Delaney. Really? When?
Two days ago. One and only visit.

Well done, Mel! Want me to talk
to her? No, I'll talk to her.

Anything else, Frankie? Yes.
The envelope was made by a firm in
Manchester, national distribution.

Instant camera film made six months
ago, sold from this London address.

Check any closed circuit, Spence.
How will we recognise Thomas's
partner? Only he can tell us that.

He won't want to speak to me again.
Bring him here! He won't like that.

Do I care? Just get him here,
under arrest if necessary. OK.

Dr Wharton? Oh, hi.
You must be Dermot. I must be.

And this is Thomas's stuff.

Yeah. His whole cell.

Except the bed.

Great.

Where's my friend Mel?

Busy.

I came specifically to talk to Mel.

You will, in good time.

We found Valerie's body
where you said we would.

We're very impressed by this
display of good faith on your part.

Did I set out to impress you?
What did you set out to do? What's
right, of course. Do the right thing.

That's what my spiritual advisor
tells me. Does he? So does my Lord.

I'd like to talk to you about
Valerie. No questions. You've got
the body. That's all I agreed to.

I'd like to ask you what was
different about her. Your other
cases all had common features.

The cards,
the contact with the police.

The way you led them along...
Outwitting Eddie Dixon... Leaving
the bodies where we could find them.

Sleeping, actually.

I left them sleeping. Oh.

Oh, is that what it was?

Valerie was so different.

Just dumped in a grave.
She wasn't dumped anywhere.

She was buried very carefully
and respectfully.

I couldn't help wondering
how different it was, you know,
there were no cards.

No games with the police.
I decided to do those later,
as my offending behaviour progressed.

It just makes me wonder
if you were...really there at all.

Yes.

Really? Otherwise, how would I
know all that detail? Do you know,
that's what I was wondering.

I've been thinking
about another woman - Alana Try.

She was young, pretty, dark,
disappeared in 1986.

I've been in prison seven years
and no-one's ever asked me
about Valerie until you turned up.

No-one asked me about Alana Try,
either. Well, tell me. Get Mel
to ask me. Mel's busy. Tell ME.

Is it urgent, then?

I think it's urgent
that I talk to you about Alana Try.

And I have to ask myself...
why is it so urgent?

I'll tell you. Save time.

You want to know if I had a partner.

I do. But that's for me to know
and you to find out.

It's better to bring these things
out in the open. You've been helpful
over the disappearance of Valerie.

I'd like to talk about how much
that must have cost you, but now
I'd like to talk about this partner.

It's urgent.

Third time - it's urgent, Grace.

There can only be one reason
for it being so urgent.

Someone is doing it again.

Have they used cards, like me?

Come on, Grace.
I think you should tell me all
about this urgent problem of yours.

Maybe I can help you.

I've had enough of him pissing us
about. He didn't know anything.

I don't believe that. Oh.
What are you gonna do? Throw him
up against the wall? I'd love to.

Put him back in prison. See
who he contacts. We've given him
some earth-shattering information.

He'll need to contact his partner,
see what the bloody hell's going on!
He will lead us to the partner.

And to Maya?
Well, let's hope so.

Find anything?

No cigarettes.

So, why does he have a lighter?
Doesn't necessarily mean anything.

Prison isn't like the outside world.
Lighters, phonecards, tobacco,
anything, could be currency.

Bloody hell, if phonecards are
currency, looks like he was running
a bank. Why's he got so many?

They're the only ones
that work the prison phones, but
he does have far more than normal.

It has to be a member of staff.
Someone with access to these cards.

What is it? You don't want
to be disloyal to someone?
No, there was, um...

There was a prison officer
taken off the lifers' wing.

I thought he was getting
a bit too close to Thomas.

That's him with the newspaper.

Right.

Mr Gates?

Yes? Police. Nice and quiet.
You're under arrest on suspicion
of offences under the Prisons Act.

You are not obliged to say anything,
but it may harm your defence
if you fail to mention

anything which you later rely on
in court. What's this about?

Missing women. Which is what
you're going to be doing. Let's go.

Who are you?

Why are you doing this to me?

There are a couple of things that
I, well, we would like to clear up.

After we last spoke,
you visited Thomas Rice.

Yes.

Now, he'd sent you
these visiting coupons before. Yes.

But this was the first time
that you'd taken them up. Yes.

Why? I wanted to resolve things
with him. I wanted to talk.

About what?

About what a bastard he'd been.

Why do you think he persisted in
sending you these visitors' coupons?

He believes our fates
are somehow intertwined.

That we share
some sort of romantic destiny
which will be resolved eventually.

What shape will
this resolution take?

It's not clear.

A lot of things about Thomas
just exist in his head. What makes
him expect a relationship with you?

I don't know.

Something about your past?

TRAIN RATTLES PAST

These chains are too tight.
I can't feel my hands.

Didn't expect to find you here.
Hello, Dad.

What's that you're doing?
Nothing. Just a private commission.

You been to see Thomas again?

He wasn't there today.
They keep moving him around.

Oh, yeah?

Clare, you were Thomas Rice's
prisoner. You two have a history.

I just wanted to set the record
straight with him, that's all. How?

Answer her. How?

I didn't have sex with Thomas Rice.
We've been through this already.
There's some sort of bond.

Why visit him? You think I'm sick?
It'd be easier to believe if you
were, after what you went through.

You don't know what I went through.
I've seen many reactions to attack,
but I've never seen anyone like you.

What did he do to you? Speak to me!
Boyd! What did you do to him?

Do you get a kick out of imagining
what happened? I'd get a bigger kick
out of it if you'd tell me.

You're disgusting. And I'm trying to
save your life. I can save my own
life. I've done it once already.

Really?

I can't say I wouldn't have
done the same thing, only I don't
think I'd have been brave enough.

I had no choice.

Of course you didn't.

After it...

after sex...

..my circumstances changed.

He looked after me, in a way.

He kept me warm,
he helped me to wash and eat.

I knew...

After it, I knew I would survive.

I knew that if he...

identified with me, it would be
very difficult for him to murder me.

I made him think it was an adventure
we were having together.

I took on the role of muse,
not prisoner.

I invented the game with the cards.

I told him he should demonstrate
how much cleverer he was
than the police. It was just a game.

I never thought
he'd go and do it to other women.

It never occurred to you that you
might have taught him something?
That there'd be other victims? No.

What identifies
the right card to draw?

Nothing.

Nothing?

When he wanted to release me,

we would tell them
they'd drawn the right card.

So whichever card
the policeman drew...

it didn't make any difference?

That's right.

Clare, when you were with Thomas,
was there ever another man there?

No. There was another man
involved in the murders.

They were later. There was
no-one else involved with me.

When you were blindfolded,
did you ever have a sense that
there was another man there? No.

You used the present tense.

When?
"What identifies the right card?"

It's happening again, isn't it?

I'm just...

trying to find out if Thomas Rice...

had a partner.

It's quite simple really,
shouldn't be very difficult to do.

No.

You, mate, are in trouble.
I haven't done anything.

Tombola.

Take your pick.

What?

Pick a card. Any card.

In fact, pick them all.

I don't understand.

I got them out of Thomas's cell.

He says you got them for him.

You thought he'd protect you.

Mr Gates...how long have you been
working with cons?

I'm convinced there was another man.

She's saying one thing
and struggling with another.

But she's in denial.

Well, how do we get her out of
that denial, Grace? I don't know.

She seduced that monster
to save her own life.

She's kept that secret until now.

If there was another man,
that is a deeper, darker memory.

And I'm not sure she's going
to be able to recover it.

TRAIN PASSES

When did you start
fetching him extra phonecards?
I did it occasionally for months.

What did you think they were for?
Buying off the hard men,
making his life easier.

What else did you do for him?

Nothing. Don't lie to me.

I fetched paints and things
for his art.

Doesn't the prison supply paints?
He wanted better quality,
paints and paper both.

Anything else?

Mr Gates, what you say next
will influence your future.
I'll ask you again.

Did you take Thomas Rice
anything else?

Numbers. I compiled a list
of phone-box numbers for him.

What phone-box numbers?

Any, anywhere. Just a long list
of telephone box numbers.

I drove round and collected them.

Close to each other?
Far apart. It took ages.

Did you keep a copy? What for?

Do you remember where they were?
There were dozens.

Did you give this list of telephone
numbers to anyone else?

No. A list of numbers and
extra phonecards, did they sort of
go together in your head somehow?

Sorry? What did you think
they were for, logically?
I don't know. I think you do.

He said they were
for a girlfriend. A lot of women
find Thomas attractive. Do you?

No.

What do you think I am?

So, why did you do it?

It's hard to say.

Because he asked me.
Because we're... Friends?

I'm going to get the sack,
aren't I?

I don't suppose you'll lose touch
entirely with the prison service.

Gates's story could be true.
Telephone sex? Thomas keeps a book
of smoochy letters from mad women

who want to marry him. I've seen it.
He asked me to sign it. So, now?

We get the prison
to log Thomas's phone calls
while we see his visitors.

Could Thomas's companion
or his copycat be a woman?

Ooh...could. Just.

Are there woman abductors
like this? Myra Hindley, Rose West.

Right. OK. Yeah, but it's rare.

And to my knowledge,
always associated with a man.

Thank you.

Well, thank you.

Goodbye.

You frightened me.
Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to.
I just dropped off Dr Delaney.

Do you usually do the gardening?
Yeah, I like it. And she wouldn't.

That's...

That's good.

Clare tells me that you two
nearly got married. Oh, well,
that was a long time ago.

What happened? It was impossible.
Things were never the same after
she was imprisoned by that man.

Clare needed a completely
fresh start, unencumbered
by her past. That included me.

That's a shame.

But you seem to have got over it.
I mean, you're not...

resentful.

Well, I may have been once, but it's
a long time ago. I've been married
to somebody else for 15 years.

But you're still
doing the gardening, which is
very, very commendable. Thank you.

Poor old slugs, eh?

Thanks.

Has he gone?

Yes.

Is something wrong?

I don't like his questions.

It's his job.
What, to pry about you?

Are you jealous?

I should be going, really.

I'm making lunch.
No, Jenny'll be expecting me.

Thank you for coming in. It's
about Thomas Rice. Of course it is.

You visited him recently. I did.

I've visited him
ever since he was imprisoned.

Why? I've known him
since he was a child.

He lived near us.

He used to come and stay with us.

His own family life was a bit...

What? Difficult.
You kept in touch with him,
even after he was imprisoned?

No-one is beyond redemption.

In the religious sense?

Nothing else is open to Thomas.
There's no way back for him
in this life.

Who's this other young man?

It's my son - Paul.

Was he close to Thomas?

Once. Not since childhood.

He doesn't even like me
visiting the man in prison.
Paul thinks he's evil.

Has Thomas asked you
to bring anything into prison?

No. Take anything out?

No. Well...

he sends my wife
the occasional painting.

Where are they?

My son throws them away.
Do you ever talk to anyone
about your visits to Thomas?

My wife.

She asks for news.

Could we speak to her?

She's in hospital.

Cancer.

She won't be coming out.

I'm very sorry.

RINGING TONE

PHONE RINGS

Hello. Hi.

It's me. I know.

How's it going? Fine.

I've decided.

I'm going to tell them. When?

Tomorrow.

Thomas Rice's job took him
all over the country. Yes.

Have you ever met anyone
who travelled with him? No.

Your son didn't travel with him?

My son? Mmm. No.

No, my son follows MY trade,
a very different trade.

Which is? Engineer.

We hand-make parts
for craftsman gunsmiths.

Paul has skills in his head
and in his hands. He has a wife,
children. He's respectable.

He has nothing in common
with Thomas Rice at all.

Thanks.

Frankie!

Same handwriting. Posted
in Charlotte Street, central London.

She does appear to be holding a copy
of yesterday's Evening Standard,
open on one of the ad pages.

I know which ad that'll be centred
on. "Boyd needs a phone call."

Yeah, something like that.

What about the note?

The note.

"Boyd,

"I am disappointed. Do not play for
time. Draw your card tomorrow or I'll
send you the hand that wrote this."

Have we got proof that it's her?
Give me two hours. I know it's her.

We've got to go public. It won't
help. Why? Because we need more
time. You've got to stall again.

Maya doesn't need any time.
Boyd, Thomas Rice is here. OK.

Mr Boyd! So you're the howitzer.

The big gun they roll out
when it really matters.

That's right.

Want to play cards?

My cards are on the table.
Cut them.

I need to find a card.

Cut them.

Don't want to? OK, I will.

Two of hearts. Will that do?

For? Will four of hearts do? I don't
know what you're talking about.

Don't bullshit me. I'm not.
Which card do I need to draw
to protect the girl?

Hmm? Which girl? Maya. I don't
know any Maya. You may not know
her name, but you know who she is.

She's the one who's been abducted?

It's nothing to do with me.

Clever, is that what you think
you are? A clever human being.

You kill people,
but then you find a way
to make somebody else responsible.

I think that makes you a coward.
That's not true. I've addressed
my offending behaviour. That's crap.

Three of spades, jack of hearts,
six of hearts, queen of spades.
Which card is it? I don't know.

Of course not. You didn't invent
this strategy. Clare Delaney did.
She told me pretty much everything.

You cut them. Choose a card.

Cut them! I know nothing
about any abductions.
For God's sake, I'm in prison.

'Hello. Hi.

'It's me. I know.

'How's it going? Fine.

'I've decided.
I'm going to tell them. When?

'Tomorrow.

'Are you ready?

'Yes. I'll have to be.'

That has nothing to do with
abductions. Who's the other guy?
You have no right to tape my calls.

What's the telephone conversation
about? He's an old friend.
I was inside with him.

Right, so who is this old friend?

Oh, I couldn't.
I bet you couldn't.

I bet you couldn't. Don't take
the piss. Please, please, don't
take the piss. Don't mess me about.

I've been doing this for too long.
We know that is not an innocent
conversation with an old friend.

Either you explain what it's about,
or I'll assume that you abducted
this woman by proxy. Don't do that.

Then all I have to do is
find the proxy. Are you serious?

Yes. I am serious.
You're wasting your time.
That's for me to decide. All right.

But you will be literally
wasting your time. If you want
to find this Maya woman...

look elsewhere. What was
the telephone conversation about?

I was telling an old friend
from inside that I was going to
clear up my last outstanding case.

I don't believe you.
I don't believe you.

I can prove it. How?

I'll do it.

I'll show you where Alana's buried.

Then my conscience is clear.
Your conscience is clear.
In this life.

I want to know
who killed her with you.

No-one.

I acted alone.

OK!

How long have I been teaching
you people interviewing techniques?
I was a pussycat.

Confrontation doesn't work.

Hello, can I help you?

We need to get Thomas's stuff out
again. We're looking for a list
of telephone numbers. Right.

Is that Alana Try? If he's telling
the truth. What do you think?

Yeah.

Yeah, I think he is.

He doesn't smoke.

Hmm?

What prison work does Thomas do?
The kitchen. They must use
lemon juice there. What?

Oh, my God.

Telephone numbers. Oh, my God!

The lemon juice acts
as an invisible ink. The heat
cooks it and the numbers appear.

Now you need to find the matching
paintings. Want to swap jobs?

You know who he gave paintings to?

Mr Bryant.

Explain it to me.

Maybe he just wants to regain
control of his partner. How does
showing us Alana's grave do that?

Let's throw him back in the prison.

Even if we have to bring him out
tonight and start again.
I'll get it. Thanks. Pleasure.

Hi. ..It works!

Who's outside? Mr Bryant.
One of Thomas's prison visitors.

Thomas gave him pictures as gifts.
We lifted these ones from his cell.

Telephone-box numbers.
So, what happened to them? He said
his son threw them away. His son?

Paul used to play with Thomas Rice
as a child, but they haven't spoken
for years. How many years? Late '80s.

Mr Bryant! Mr Bryant!

Where can I find your son?

'Vehicle on fire.'

'Received, 66. Control over.'

Looks like one of your lot.

HE KNOCKS ON WINDOW

Thought this might cheer you up.

That's very kind. Come in.

Why did you have to kill them?

Why not?

You haven't changed. Nor have you.

Little Paul. You never had the guts,
did you? But you liked to watch.

You watched us together that time.
Remember?

Yeah, I remember. Me and Clare.

The doctor.

Yeah, that's right. The doctor.

What's wrong with you?
Been trying to get your dirty
little hands on her, have you?

What? Been sniffing about her house,
peeping in her windows? I don't
know what you're talking about.

Tom, what are you doing?
She's mine, Paul. She belongs to me.

Tom, I haven't.
I don't like people who lie to me.
No, you've got it wrong!

Time for you to go back in your box.

Clare, I've been thinking.

You need a break.

Why don't we go away together?
Just the two of us?

Well, I've got to take the kids
on holiday. You could come, too.
Would that be all right?

Don't worry, I've spoken to Jenny.
She doesn't mind.

He's not here. His van's not here.
Thank you, Mr Bryant.
MOBILE RINGS

Yes?

OK.

Look. Thomas's method of contacting
Paul. It's nice to be right.

No Maya? Or Paul. He's dead. So are
the two policemen who were guarding
Thomas. So he's out there somewhere.

Where is Maya? She isn't the one
who's in the most immediate danger.

Thomas wouldn't escape custody
to pursue a woman
someone else kidnapped.

He wants his own! Clare Delaney.

PHONE RINGS

Clare Delaney. This is Detective
Superintendent Boyd. Are you alone?

No, I've got Tim with me.
Good. Let me speak to him.

It's the policeman - Boyd.

Tim Walker. Mr Walker,
can you stay with Clare Delaney
until I can get a car there?

Is there a problem? Thomas Rice
has escaped custody this evening.

So just lock up the house and stay
with her until someone arrives.

I've got my eye on her.
OK, let me speak to her.

He'll explain. I'm going to check
around outside. You stay here.

Yes?

You all right?
I think I found something important.

The letters in Thomas's scrapbook
appear to be from various mad women
who've become infatuated with him.

But some have the same two qualities.
They ask what appear to be innocent
questions about Thomas's crimes,

but if you combine the questions,

they're asking about the techniques
used in Thomas's abductions.

You can't just put the questions
together. They're not from
the same people. Yeah, but look.

Can you see the way the "P" hangs.
The graphologist thought they were
probably written by the same person.

All posted from different addresses?
Yes. Using different paper and pens.

One person wrote them. She wanted
to know... HE. The same male DNA is
on each letter and I've got a match.

Where from? The playing card Clare
Delaney's stalker left on her car.

The only DNA on that belonged
to Clare Delaney and Tim Walker.

Yeah, that's right.

Time to go.

Ow!

MUFFLED CRIES

Why would he do it? Because Thomas
took her away from him years ago,
I suppose. So he kidnapped someone?

Not immediately, but then we get
involved, so I suppose he ups the
ante. Come on, answer the phone!

PHONE IS RINGING

Tim?

PHONE IS STILL RINGING

I'm going. Right.

Spence, where are you?

Tim?

What is this?

What are you doing?

I wasn't going to hurt her.

Let her go.

Let her go.

It's not what it seems. I wasn't
going to hurt her. Let her go!

I was never going to hurt her!

Front door's open. I don't like the
look of this. I'll take the back.
You take the front. OK.

What did you think you were doing?

I just wanted you to need me!

I thought if I could make you
think it was happening again
you'd need me. I did need you.

You're my friend. Not as a friend.
Need me like before Thomas.

Let her go.

- No!
- She's mine.

There we go.

That's better.

I dreamt about you.

Every night, every day.

I tried to draw you sometimes.

I couldn't...

..define these lines.

I couldn't make this shape.

Clare! Clare, are you in there?
Backup's coming.
That's a great help. Boyd! ..Shit!

Boyd.

You got here at last. Eddie Dixon
would have been here hours ago.

Armed police. Put down your gun.
It's over, Rice.

Not quite.

Pick a card...

and save the girl.

Go ahead, officer.

I've got to end sometime.

Go on, Boyd.

Are you doing all this
for Clare's benefit?

Because she doesn't love you. It's
all in your mind. Just pick a card.

OK, OK.

Supposing I...

..do play this game of yours...

..what difference would it make?
I can't hear you.

It doesn't make any difference
which card I choose, does it?

Eight of clubs, jack of clubs,

king of hearts, ace of spades,
jack of spades. You're still
the same sick little human being.

Shut up! Nine of spades. She never
wanted to have sex... Shut up!

She did it because she wanted to
survive. Put the gun down, Thomas!

Do it for me!

Please!

For us.

Are you mine?

Yes.

Game's over.

I've won already.

You saved her.

One life, anyway.

Don't worry, he's going back
to his life sentence.

So am I.

SIREN BLARES

Subtitles by BBC Broadcast - 2002