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You look beautiful.

Thanks.

You look... terrible.

It's this jacket. It needs taking in.

Anyway, I'm not staying. I just
wanted to say that I'm sorry and...

And I want you back.

-What?
-Come back.

To work. Have our job back.

Sorry. I haven't slept.

You didn't have to be
so dramatic, you know.

Bursting into the church.
You could have just called.

I did.

No, you didn't.

I've left four messages.
I assumed you'd blocked me.

Why would I...

Cormoran? I just...

It's a bit of a strange day
to be...

Yeah, sorry. Go and mingle.

Will you stay though? I want
to talk to you properly.

Promise me you'll stay?

I'll stay.

- Hi, beautiful. I was just
saying... - We need to talk.

It's a devil to cut a cake
like that and have it not fall apart,

but then I thought, well it's Robin's
cake, she's always loved that cake,

and maybe what's needed is a
different type of icing...

Ladies and gentlemen. Now, let's usher
in the night as we gather next door

for the first dance!

-What are you doing?
-Just give me one minute.

Cormoran?

Are you sure?

Yeah. I am.

Look. Across the day as a whole I'd
say there was more good than bad.

Your job was
to follow the taxi.

Yeah. And I did do that.

You don't think crashing a moped into the
back of it might have tipped them off?

Do you think you'll
need me again this week?

I think it's unlikely.

Take him off the list
of subcontractors.

Sorry... do you want me
to do that?

Hiyah.

How's
the dodgy doctor?

Oh, he played
squash after work.

- Did you know who he's playing with?
- A man with a beard.

Don't think he'll be trading
sex for a free boob job.

What's the name
of my six o'clock?

Oh, no, he called
this morning to rearrange.

The meeting I've just come all
the way across London for?

-- Well.
See you both tomorrow.

- See ya. -
Good night, Mr. Strike.

-Is the work mostly people
cheating on each other? -Mostly.

It's not what I thought
it would be.

Hello. Good day?

Yeah, you?

It's like Tetris,

only the boxes don't
vanish if you make a line.

How was your day?

The usual.

Hiya.

Morning.

Don't touch anything.

Take pictures.

I seen
a girl strangled.

They strangled
her up there.

My name's
Cormoran Strike.

- Do you wanna sit down?
- Don't ask me things!

Just...

I shouldn't even be talking.
Just listen.

Okay, the girl,
the girl I saw killed,

she's in the dell behind
my dad's cottage.

He helped them bury
her there.

I can't go...

I can't go...
I can't go...

I'd like to help you.
But please don't hurt yourself.

You can tell me
anything, okay.

We'll look after you.

They
buried her in a pink blanket.

They didn't know I
seen 'em, but I did, and...

They buried her.

Where's your dad's house?

No. I can't. I can't.
I can't...

I start every investigation
the same way.

My client writes down
their name and address

so I can keep 'em updated.

You came here
to ask for our help.

We can help you.

You're one of
our clients now.

So, please.

Yeah, but you'll tell the
police, and you can't do that.

Him and his mates,
they control the police.

Then he'll fi...
He'll find out.

What's your name?

Billy.

Billy, this is Robin.

Hi, Billy.

We can move forward much
quicker on this, if we know

how to get hold
of you, so please.

He put her on,
on the eye...

...and choked her.

And she pissed herself as she died.
She wasn't... She wasn't big.

She was little and she had
long... brown hair.

And I can't not see it!

I can't hold it in and...

-When was this?
-Six. I was about six.

- Oh, my days!
- Who are you?

Err, would you like
a cuppa tea, Billy?

I only did it so you'd know!

- I only did that so you would know!
- Billy...

Forget... Forget this.
Forget this...

- You have to.
- Billy?

You have to.

-You all right? -I'm fine.
Are you all right?

I want to get paid for the whole
day, but I'm not coming back.

Okay.

Do you think he was
suffering with psychosis or...

He's definitely ill. But it doesn't
mean he's not telling the truth.

The pink blanket, the girl wetting herself.
It's all very specific.

I believe him.

- That could be a five?
- Maybe an eight?

-I didn't know people still did this.
-It's a classic.

I left my phone filming so I should
have some good images of him.

And should we maybe call
round psychiatric hospitals?

Their job will be a lot easier if we
can give them a definite address.

- Charlemont Road.
- Should we maybe go there?

Can't hurt, can it?

Let's just see
where this goes.

Check 218.

There's one toothbrush
in the bathroom.

There's one bed made-up. There's
lots of books on class warfare.

And in the wardrobe, there's a
banner with the word "core"

written on it. And some porn.

- Horse. Skirting board.
- Oh.

Hair on the sleeping bag's the
same length and color as Billy's.

If he has been staying here,

I don't think it's his
permanent home.

The good news is,
it's Tuesday.

What happens on Tuesday?

Tuesday's when
whoever lives here

changes the world.

We've got
a few hours to kill.

We could show the photos of
Billy to the local shops.

Actually, I've got
somewhere I should be.

Okay.

I could probably stay
for a bit though.

No, I'll cover it.

Okay.

Community-Organized Resistance. It
means taking back what is ours!

There's ghost towers
all over London.

Empty flats as an
off-shore investment.

Call it "the West
Bank strategy."

You build an illegal
settlement, then cry racism

at the protestors.

Now, over there they
enforce it with the IDF.

Here, they use property law,
but it's all the same thing.

The people's land gets
stolen out from under them.

For those of you who don't know
me, my name's Jimmy Knight.

Come and say hello,
get involved.

Cheers.

There you go, madam.

Only a bit.

And mate, you need to stop calling
people "Madam." It's deferential.

Sorry, I didn't
understand all?

Only speaking English
is classic imperialism.

Just 'cause someone is English
and it's not your first language

doesn't mean they are
better than you.

Speaking three languages shows is
you went to a very posh school.

Fuck off! And I'm not taking
lectures on posh when you've

got me cleaning toilets
and scrubbing sinks.

That's hardly a job.

So feminism is what, now?
A minor aspect of Communism?

What's absurd is saying
Afghanistan was Dubya's

women's lib project!

I'm not sure even feminism
justified an illegal war.

I was there.
In the army.

The whole war was about equal
pay and paternity leave.

Who are you?

My name's Cormoran.

Any of you know Billy?

Why?

He gave me one of these,
encouraged me to come along.

I liked him. I thought
I might run into him.

-Where'd you see him?
-Is he a friend of yours?

He's his brother.

Has anyone got
a phone number for him?

Email?

I'd like to know he's okay.

No need. I look after him.

That's not really
what I asked.

Yeah, I heard
what you asked.

Another time then, comrades?

All I could do was try
not to pass out.

I need to be better
than that.

My job depends on me being better than
that and I don't think this is helping.

No, the behavioral therapy
was useful.

And getting a bike instead of taking the
tube, that was good, but this part.

I just...

Last week you talked
about Matthew blocking your phone,

and how you chose to still
go on the honeymoon.

Perhaps, we could explore
that a little further?

Oh.

The water's amazing.
It's like a bath.

You can't go in at all?

You know I can't.

That's a shame.

I suppose it's
the price you pay.

For what?

For working for him.

What for?

For catching a murderer?

For putting
a child-abuser in prison?

What exactly do
you mean, Matt?

Well, it's the price I pay,
for being happy.

And are you?

With work, I am. Yeah.

What do you mean by that?

I mean, you know I love my
job, or I thought you did.

I literally... I can't
say anything, can I?

Every time I come out of here,
I go home feeling wrung out.

And then my husband
does the same thing.

Pushing me.
And my mum on the phone.

And I...

The only person who
isn't at me all the time

is my work partner.

Mr. Strike.

Yeah.

But have you told him about the
acute anxiety you're experiencing?

The panic attacks?

Erm, I've moved to a new
place now, so that'll help.

New start. New memories.

This is going to be
my last one.

Mr. Strike.
Could I have a word?

Why does nobody in your
office pick up the phone?

I called twice this morning,
well within office hours.

We've been a bit short-staffed.
Sorry, who are you?

Don't play games.

I'm Jasper Chiswell,
as you very well know.

The Minister?

I'm not gonna yammer
in the street. Get in.

-Can I ask...
-We'll talk at my club.

Sturges, call ahead and have
them find a jacket for my guest.

A large one.

So...

Do you work like
a solicitor?

As in, you can't ever be hired
by both sides of the dispute?

My clients trust me. My
reputation depends on that.

I have to say, I looked you up
yesterday and I thought, Christ,

he is one who actually looks like
he could do a number on somebody.

-Thanks. -And nobody's ever
approached you concerning me?

In any capacity?

No. Was there maybe a job
you'd like to discuss?

Follow me.

Could I have
some mustard?

Yes.
Of course, sir.

-Any for you, sir?
-No. My taste buds are shot.

Just make things
look yellow.

Couple more
potatoes wouldn't hurt.

I am being blackmailed
by two men.

I haven't paid them anything, yet. I
assumed it would only encourage them.

That's often how it goes.
Have you gone to the police?

No, and I shan't
be doing that.

Only takes one bent copper
to flog it to a newspaper.

And besides, one of the men
is intent on destroying me.

I doubt he'd be
deterred.

What they blackmailing
you over?

My conscience is clear,

that's all you need
know about that.

I'd thought it would
be fine... but, er,

apparently now
there are pictures.

And once they
get hold of those...

I need something
I can use against them.

The threat of "an eye for
an eye," do you see?

So that everybody
has something to lose.

So who are the two men?

Geraint Winn. He runs the office
for his wife Della, the MP.

She's blind, isn't she? She's
done some work with veterans.

Never bloody
shuts up about it.

Listening to her, you'd think
that playing a game with

a full set of limbs
is a kind of cheating.

The other man's a very different fish.
He's hard-left.

One of those people
whose against everything.

His name's
Jimmy Knight.

Minister, can I ask you, how you knew
I've been looking for Billy Knight,

-his brother?
-Billy?

I shan't go into any of that.

Your assignment is
to protect me.

You don't need
to know my business.

Well in that case,
thank you for the lunch.

I wish you the very
best of luck...

You can't just leave
me with this thing.

Sit.

Will you please sit?

I've got a policeman
watching Jimmy Knight.

I said that he'd threatened
to disrupt Wimbledon,

so they kept an eye on him.

He identified you
at Knight's house.

If you take the job,
I can let that man go.

I'd be glad to do that.
He's a waste of public funds.

I'll pay whatever
it takes.

Just begin, would you.
I need haste.

No phone calls,
no emails.

I know what we're
capable of in that regard.

We'll discuss
things in person.

Are you hired?

So you stayed in the Army
after you lost your leg?

- I was SIB.
- Yes, I know.

You investigated
my son's death.

I remember you from the report.
You've an unusual name.

Freddie went into
my old regiment.

Well, it was the Queen's Royal
Hussars by the time he joined.

He had
so much promise.

He'd be running
the family estate by now.

We made him a coffin
from one of our oaks.

Cut from the woods
where he used to play.

I'm very sorry.

He was your eldest
child, wasn't he?

Yes eldest of four.

I've got two girls,

and then there's
the other boy, Raphael.

He's had problems
all his bloody life.

Can't stick with anything.

My friend here, Drummond
is giving him a chance.

But he'll squander it.

My wife thinks
he's a lost cause.

Jasper. Hello.

- I'll be with you
in a moment Henry. -Of course.

You really never
knew Freddie?

It's a shame. He was
one hell of a boy.

Cormoran,
that's amazing!

A government
minister for a client!

We might even be able to afford
a new lock for the door.

You know who his son is,
don't you?

Yeah, I did the investigation
into Freddie's death.

He was a shit.

Never had so many people ask me if an
officer had been killed by his own men.

No, I actually meant
the younger one, Raphael.

Chiswell mentioned he's had
trouble settling down?

That's one way of putting it.

He got high and ran over
a young mother. Killed her.

He got a really light sentence.

I expect his dad
helped with that.

I'm not sure how
we'll cover all this.

Chiswell's job needs
two people undercover.

Dodgy Doc is
a full-time job as well.

-Well, couldn't we put Emerson?
-I fired him. He was rubbish.

Oh...

It's all right though. I
know a few ex squaddie's...

The other thing is,
the Chiswell job's gonna

require the operative's to do
something that I'm not sure you'd...

Anything you'd do,
I'd do...

Hear me out,
before you decide that.

You'd be posing as the Minister's
goddaughter doing an internship.

And under that cover,

you'd bug the office of
one of the blackmailers.

-Geraint Winn.
-What's the legal situation?

It's a grey area.

The Minister will get the bugs
in using his Red Box.

That's never searched. But you don't
want to get caught placing 'em.

I'd do it, but my face
has been in the papers.

Not sure I'd make a convincing
goddaughter either.

I'll do it. I'm in.

Okay.

Are you gonna
cover Dodgy Doc?

Yeah. But I'm mainly
gonna be looking for Billy.

Pretty sure Chiswell knows
who Billy is.

I could see it on his face...

Didn't ask him about
the strangled girl.

We'll tread carefully
on this one.

Are they gonna find me?

They won't. Not here.

Just do what I tell you
and then I'll look after you.

All right?

Do it!

-What is it?
-Delivery for your husband.

I'm afraid he has
to sign for it.

Jasper! Work.

If my partner gets caught
planting these,

she'll deny you had
anything to do with it.

You can say she fooled you, claiming
to be an old friend's daughter.

Yes.

Of course,
if she does get caught,

I hope you'd do everything in your
power to make the problem go away.

The girl's competent,
isn't she?

Extremely.

Shouldn't be an issue then,
should it? Good night.

- Woo.
- Fuck!

What have you done?

It's for work.

Thank God for that.

Because it knocks you down
to a B-plus.

Hey, I'm kidding!

Listen, that's a compliment!

Means you're normally
way up there.

You're an A Plus, Rob.
You always have been.

Thank you.

Hello.

Hello, I'm Venetia Hall.

Oh, I like the choice of name.
It's very pretty.

-Thank you...
-I'm Izzy.

This is a bit... incredible.

I know.

It's the heart of the capital.
Along with Selfridges!

We do have a lot of mice,
so it's not all glamour.

Quite a few rats.

And far too many Labor MPs.

Can't seem to get rid of them!

Actually some of them
are lovely.

I know it's a bit tragic,

forty and still working
for your father,

but... anyway, here we are.
Our humble parliamentary abode.

Oh, Papa left some things on your desk
for you. You're expecting them, no?

Della and Geraint's office is
just a few doors down. Okay?

Okay.

-You can sit there.
-Thank you.

You're very calm,
I must say.

Cool as the
proverbial concombre.

- Here he is. -
Afternoon, Barclay. Pint?

Can't hurt, can it?

Pair of the usual,
please, Steve.

-Still smoking?
-I'm vapin' it now.

Me and the wife had a baby,
so... health kick.

So, if you're looking to score,

sorry, but I'm not your man.

I was gonna offer you a job.

Doing detective stuff?

I'm not vaping every night.

I could knock it on
the head if I had to.

I'd start you on
30 hours a week.

You'll bill me as a freelancer.

What's the gig?

That's Jimmy Knight.

He leads a housing activist
group called CORe.

I need you to
get in with him.

You'll have to admit to being ex-army.
You look like a squaddie.

Yeah, no problem.

I'll be the poor wee lad who never knew
what he was getting himself in to.

They love that shite.

Let 'em patronize me.

Say you've been drifting
since you left the army

and you're looking
for a new cause.

Well, it shouldn't be too hard
to convince him there.

-So you gonna tell me what
he's done then? -Nope.

You're gonna tell me that.

Another thing, he's got
a brother called Billy.

If Billy turns up,
drop everything and call me.

And stay with him
until I get there.

Is that what you've being paid
to do then? Find Billy Knight?

Can you start today?

I mean, it's just been ghastly
for Papa these last few months.

He's under so much strain.
Well, we all are...

Oh. Oh... oh. Thanks!

Raff's being helping out a bit
when he's not at the gallery

chasing Henry's assistants,
which is not what

his Art History degree was
meant for, but there we are.

Anyway, I'm thrilled
you're here.

You'll sort things out,
won't you?

We'll do our best.

Oh, I have to tell you.

I had a total crush on
Cormoran when we were younger.

I didn't know you knew him.

Met him at Oxford
when he was dating Charlie.

He was just so unapologetic.

He obviously never gave
a toss what people thought.

Thought about what?

Well, him and Charlotte.

I mean, she could
have had anyone,

but he acted like he was
definitely good enough for her.

It was very sexy.

What can you tell me
about Geraint Winn?

Horrible little man.

Him and Della have always
been off with us.

I think they're bitter.

See we were
a big family and...

Well, their only child died.

She committed suicide,
didn't she? I read about that.

It must have been
awful for them.

But it does a tiny bit make you
wonder how they were as parents.

I should go
and introduce myself.

Come.

Hello! So sorry to interrupt,

I have no idea how to use
the phone system.

I really wanted to introduce myself.
Is that okay?

-Yes of course! Err but...
-So...

I've got an internship here.
But I also was thinking

maybe I want a career in the
third sector charity world.

And everyone said, you have
to talk to Geraint Winn,

because he does both
really brilliantly,

running her office and their
charity, and I thought, get over it,

just chuck yourself in there,
Vee! Is that totally awful?

Charity and politics.
It's a juggle, I won't lie.

Aamir, look after our guest?

Cup of tea?

Lovely! Would you mind awfully if
I had Earl Grey with soy milk?

I'm not sure
they're gonna have that.

He'll track some down.

So, what was your name?

Venetia.
A bit like the blinds.

-Oh, God! shit, I'm so sorry.
-Why?

Because of Della being blind.

Oh, we've got
tougher skins than that!

Would you mind
if I charge my phone?

It's about to die. I'll be in
trouble if they can't reach me.

-Go for your life.
-Thank you.

Thank you.

Need a hand?

No. No. I'm erm.
Just erm...

It's, just a bit... you know
I think I've bent my charger.

-Ooh. -Anyway. Thanks though.
Thank you.

No. Wait, wait...
Come here...

Come, come and take a seat

and let me show you what
we've just done.

-Our new campaign video...
-Thank you.

Here we go.

Most sports test
the human body.

So... this is
who we are, Venetia.

But the ways in
which Marcus has been tested

make his achievements
all the more remarkable.

...five months
after my accident...

Lovely chap.

Yes.

So what do you think?

I... I have somewhere
I need to be.

-So sorry. Thank you.
-What about your tea?

Thank you so much.

It's okay! Sorry!

Are you...

Are you alright, dear?

Asthma...

Got an inhaler?

I'll be fine.
I just need a second.

You take your time.

Women don't just take off and
leave like that for no bloody reason.

I'm no a fool, and I
won't be taken for one!

Stop shouting.
She just freaked out.

I barely even said hello.

I mean, can't
you do something useful

with your pathetic little life?

-What'd he do to you?
-Sorry?

I saw you belt out of the room.
Did he make a pass?

-Dad, I'm not...
-Be quiet, boy!

Oh, no. I had no idea
he was in here.

I got a shock and then I needed the loo.
He didn't do anything.

First time
for everything, I suppose.

What are you doing here anyway?
You're not due for another hour.

I thought
you valued punctuality?

Being early is not punctual.
Being on time is punctual.

Give him something
to do, will you.

And who are you?

Venetia Hall. I'm interning.

Are you?

She's my goddaughter. Robert's girl.
Before your time.

These, erm, these
wheelchair athlete-chaps.

Err, Miller wants to know, do we have
a ramp on every bloody staircase?

Not on the main flight, no.

No, if you went down that
in a wheelchair you'd take off.

It'd be like a ski ramp!
But there is a lift.

So long as we don't have civil
servants giving them a piggyback.

Kinvara, come on.
Jump to it.

I hope you learn a lot.

So... This is Raffy.

I'm so sorry.
I completely over-reacted.

No it's okay. Erm, for the
record, not a sex-offender.

Although, I have
been an offender.

-You don't have to...
-No, I prefer people know it.

Erm, I messed up.

I knocked someone down
when I was high. I did that.

And I have to hope that people believe
in the possibility of redemption.

I think everyone
makes mistakes.

Thank you.
That's very nice of you.

Anyway, what's your story?
It's Venetia, isn't it?

Some people call me Vee, but
I've never really liked that.

In our family, that'd see you called
Vee for the rest of your life!

We're merciless.

Come to supper this week?

That'd be a joy.

Maybe we can invite
Vee to join us?

Maybe.

Off you go then.

Take these to the Ministry.

I'm so sorry.

It's like he can't speak
words without flirting.

Italian mother.

Not to be racist, but I
honestly think it's a factor.

The company directors are
Jasper Chiswell and Jack Knight,

nature of the business is
listed as "general exporting."

Do you have any more detail, or
is it just what's on the website?

Yeah, two brothers.
Jimmy and Billy Knight.

I doubt they'd have been there together.
There's a big age gap.

Do you happen to have
their old address?

Wear the grey one.

It think it makes
me look pale.

I like you pale.

All right.
I'll wear the grey one.

You look nice, Sarah.

Do you mean
the earrings?

Engagement present.
A bit OTT.

I'm going to be
a kept bloke.

Sarah's about to
auction a Constable.

Stubbs. Should go for at least
twenty mil if the market holds.

Cheese?

All right Corm,
mate, come on in.

Welcome to the new gaff.

Thanks. This is Lorelei.
Lorelei, Matthew.

Hi. Gorgeous road.

What have we have here then?

Chorizo and manchego.

Classic double-act. Guys, dig in.
Thank you, darling.

So nice to finally meet you.

-Cheese?
-Yes, please. Thank you.

-Hi. Hi, Lorelei.
-Hi.

I've heard
so much about you.

Oh, I'm confident
he doesn't

actually talk about
either of us.

Got you a bottle of wine
and a present.

Thank you.

It's a nice house.
You pleased?

Err, any luck with Billy?

I didn't find him. But I
found out where he grew up.

Their dad had
a worker's cottage

on the Chiswell family estate.

Oh, so, the cottage with
the dell and the girl?

Yeah. Jack Knight ran an export
business with Jasper Chiswell.

I'm going to go up there tomorrow.
See what I can find.

Right, I'll drive.

What about House of Commons?

Err, equipment's
all in place.

Okay.

Man-che-go! Robin, we've got
the need, the need for cheese.

Well, I better
take these around.

And we should
meet your friends.

Oh, no, they're not mine.

I mean, they're mostly Matt's
colleagues from work.

Do you want us
not to talk to them?

No. No. No. I mean...
Enjoy yourself.

Cheese?

Hi, Cormoran. I've made a mistake.
I think I want...

Sorry,
this isn't Cormoran.

I can wake him up,
if it's urgent.

Hello?

Matt, are you awake?

This has got nothing to do
with anyone else,

but I've been going over
it all, and I can't...

I think we need to go back.

I want to tell our parents
that we're separating.

Mum! Mum!

Matt? Matt?

I don't feel well.

Oh, God.

Hi. We need
to send for a doctor.

And tell him bring antibiotics.

It's urgent. Yeah.
Okay, thank you.

Thank you.

Matt? Matt?

Please don't leave me.

I won't. I won't.

And she bakes.

Did you have
an all right night?

You can make it up to me now.

I've got to
get through today.

Yes. I know.

I'll call you.
As soon as I can.

Your call
has been forwarded.

- Hello? -Hello, can
I speak to Robin, please?

She's on her honeymoon.

She went?

Of course, she went!

You weren't expecting her
to work, were you?

Sorry, I got my dates wrong.

Don't tell her I called.

I thought Lorelei
seemed lovely.

Jack Knight's business address
is part of the Chiswell Estate.

Billy more or less
grew up here.

What did the business do?

I can't find
anything about that.

Got an address for deliveries
to his workshop, and that's it.

Look. Up there.

Have you got the bit with
Billy talking about the eye?

Yeah.

He put her on, on the eye...

...and choked her.

A girl was strangled here, and a
six-year-old boy witnesses it.

Were they brought
here specifically?

Was it some sort of ritual?

The girl I saw killed, she's in
the dell behind my dad's cottage.

He helped them
bury her there.

They buried her
in a pink blanket.

They didn't know I seen 'em.
But I did. They buried her.

When Billy says helped "them."
Could he mean the Chiswell family?

Do we know
who we're working for?

Chiswell estate's that way.

The tracks overgrown.

Probably hasn't
been used since he died.

What we want is old paperwork. Anything
with an address for the cottage.

Cormoran?

Cormoran. Round here.

Maybe they made furniture?

Billy's been carving
those for a long time.

There's a cottage
marked here.

It's on the Chiswell estate.

Buried her
behind the cottage.

It's got to be it.

What do you think?

This must be the dell.

- Argh. My fucking leg.
- Oh. You all right?

I can't fucking feel
it when it catches something!

- Let me go.
- Yeah?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Yeah, I'm fine.

Robin!

You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine. I'm fine.

I can see it.

Cormoran.

I can see bones.