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MUSIC: I Walk Beside You
by Beth Rowley

♪ Me and you

♪ Somehow we made it through

♪ I may be gone

♪ I may be far away

♪ But I walk beside you

♪ Every step of the way

♪ When you're used

♪ Bruised
Black and blue

♪ Don't think about it

♪ Never doubt it

♪ I walk beside you. ♪

You look beautiful.

Thanks.

You look...

- ...terrible.
- It's this jacket.

- It needs taking in.
- Mm.

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

And I want you back.

- What?
- Come back.

To work.
Have your 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, er, 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,
and actually using fondant...

Ladies and gentlemen.

So now, let's usher in the night,

as we gather next
door for the first dance.

- MUSIC: Wherever You Will Go
- by The Calling

♪ Who will be there to take my place

♪ When I'm gone

♪ You'll need love

♪ To light the shadows on your face

♪ If a great wave shall fall

♪ And fall upon us all

♪ Then between the sand and stone

♪ Could you make it on your own?

♪ If I could

♪ Then I would

♪ I'll go wherever you will go

♪ Way up high or down low

♪ I'll go wherever you will go

♪ And maybe I'll find out

♪ A way to... ♪

- What're you doing?
- Just give me one minute.

♪ To watch you
To guide you... ♪

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?

- Hiya.
- How's the dodgy doctor?

Oh, he played squash after work.

Do you know who he's playing with?

A man with a beard.

I 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?

Mm.

- Well, see you both tomorrow.
- See ya.

Goodnight, Mr Strike.

Is the work mostly people
cheating on each other?

- Mostly.
- That's not what I thought it would be.

Hello. Good day?

- Yeah, you?
- Mm.

It's like Tetris, but the boxes
don't vanish if you make a line.

How was your day?

Ah, 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 want to sit down?
- Don't ask me things! Just...!

I shouldn't even be talking.
J-j-just listen.

OK, 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, OK?

We'll look after you.

They-they, they buried her
in a pink blanket.

They didn't know I seen them,
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 them 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.
And 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?!

- Er, would you like a cuppa tea, Billy?
- Billy?

I only did it so you'd know!

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

Forget this. Forget this.
You have to!

- Billy?
- You have to!

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

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

OK.

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,

was all very specific.

I believe him.

That could be a five?

Maybe an eight?

- I didn't know people still did this.
- Mm, 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 colour 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?

Tuesdays are 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.

Uh, actually.
I've got somewhere I should be.

OK.

I could probably stay for a bit,
though?

- No, I'll cover it.
- OK.

Community Organised REsistance.

It means taking back what is ours!

There's ghost towers all over
London.

Empty flats as an offshore
investment.

Call it, "the West Bank strategy".

You build an illegal settlement

and 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.

Now, those of you that don't know
me, my names Jimmy Knight.

Come and say hello, get involved.

Cheers.

- There you go, madam.
- Dziekuje ci.

- Mawisz po polsku?
- 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 cos someone's English
and it's not your first language,

doesn't mean
they're better than you.

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

Oh, 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 in to him.

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

He's his brother.

Has anyone got a phone number
for him?

E-mail? I'd like to know he's OK.

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 behavioural 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?

What? 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...

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?

But I'm not going to yammer
in the street. Get in.

Can I ask...?

We'll talk at my club.

Sturgess, 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,

"here's 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.

It'd 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.

It 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 are they blackmailing you over?

My conscience is clear,
that's all you need know about that.

I'd thought it'd 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
who's against everything.

His name's Jimmy Knight.

Minister, can I ask you

how you know I've been
looking for Billy Knight?

- His brother?
- Billy?

I shan't go in to 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.

No. No, you can't just leave me
with this thing.

Sit!

Will you please sit?

I've had a policeman
watching Jimmy Knight.

I said that he'd threatened to
disrupt Wimbledon.

So they've 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.
It's a waste of public funds.

I'll pay whatever it takes.

Just begin, would you? I need haste.

No phone calls, no e-mails.

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 in to
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, has given 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?
There'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.
- Mm-hm.

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

Chiswell job needs
two people undercover.

Dodgy Doc is a fulltime 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-squaddies.

The other thing is,
the Chiswell job's going to require

the operative 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 them.

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.

OK.

- Are you going to cover Dodgy Doc?
- Yeah.

But I'm mainly going to 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 going to 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? Goodnight.

- Boo!
- Fuck!

Whoa, what have you done?

It's for work.

Thank God for that, cos it
knocks you down to a B-plus.

Hey, I'm kidding!

Listen, that's a compliment!

It means you're normally
way up there.

You're an A-plus, Rob.
You always have been.

Thank you.

- Uh, thank you.
- Right, 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 Labour MPs.
Can't seem to get rid of them!

Actually, some of them are lovely.

I know, it's a bit tragic, 40
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. OK?

- 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 vaping 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 going to offer you a job.

- Doing detective stuff?
- Mm.

I'm not vaping every night.

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

I'll start you on
30 hours a week.

You'll bill me as a freelancer.

What's the gig?

That's Jimmy Knight.

He's the leader of 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.

No problem, I'll be the poor,
wee lad who never knew

what he was getting himself into.
They love that shite.

Let them patronise 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 going to tell me
what he's done, then? - Nope.

You're going to 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?

Oh.

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

He's under so much strain.

Well, we all are.

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.
- Hm.

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.

He 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.

Mm.

Come.

Hello, so sorry to interrupt,

I have no idea how to use
the phone system,

I really wanted to introduce myself.
Is that OK?

Yes, of course. Er, 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
going to 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, er, just, er...
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 here.

Come and take a seat and let me
show you what we've just done.

Mm!

- Our new campaign video.
- Thank you!

Just play this...

Ah, 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,
I took up boxing.

Lovely chap.

Oh.

Yes.

Yes.

Yeah. Works so hard.

So, what do you think?

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

So sorry, thank you.

- What about your tea?
- Thank you so much.

Whoa.

It's OK! Uh, sor...

Are you...?

Are you all right, dear?

- Asthma.
- Got an inhaler?

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

You take your time.

Women don't just take off and run
like that for no bloody reason!

Can you please stop shouting?

I'm not a fool and I won't be taken
for one!

She just freaked out,
I barely even said hello.

I mean, can't you do something
useful

with your pathetic little life?
Hm?

What'd he do to you?

- Sorry?
- I saw you belt out of the room.

- Did he make a pass?
- Dad, I'm... - Be quiet, boy!

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

I got a shock, and then
I needed the loo.

- He, 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...

Er, 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 overreacted.
- No, it's OK.

Um, for the record,
not a sex offender.

Although, I have been an offender...

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

Um, 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 would
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 could invite Vee
to join us?

Hm, maybe.

Off you go, then!
And 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 were
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.

- MUSIC: Somebody That I Used To Know
- by Gotye

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 20 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!
- Oh, hi.

I've heard so much about you.

Oh, I'm confident he doesn't
actually talk about either of us.

- I got you a bottle of wine and a present.
- Thank you.

It's a nice house.
You pleased?

Er, 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?

Er, equipment's all in place.

OK.

Manchego! Robin, we've got the need,

the need for cheese.

- Well, I'd better take these round.
- And we should meet your friends.

Oh, no, they're not my...

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... 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. OK, thank you. Thank you.

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.

♪ At the end of the day

♪ You're all that I need

♪ You came in to my life

♪ I fall on my knees

♪ Before you

♪ Before you

♪ Before you

♪ Before... ♪

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
through 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?

Hm...

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 them, but I
did, and...

...and they buried her.

When Billy says "helped THEM",

could he mean the Chiswell family?

Do we know who we're working for?

The Chiswell estate's that way.

The track's 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!
- Oop!

- My fucking leg!
- You all right?

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

- Let me go.
- Yeah?

Yeah, yeah. Yeah.

Yeah, I'll be fine.

Ooh! Ah!

Robin!

You OK?

Ah.

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

Oh.

I can see it.

Cormoran.

I can see bones.