All language subtitles for Deceit s01e01.engg

[daunting music]

[music intensifies]

[upbeat house music]

Can I get five beers?

Whoa, boys!

Oh, my God! I'm so sorry.

Actually...

maybe I'm not sorry.

[she laughs]

Where you from?

Blackrock.

Dublin.

But I'm N17 sides now.

Mmm...

So...

you going to be lucky
for me tonight, Irish?

I don't know. Maybe.

Who you here with?

You best tell your lickle
boyfriend he's a bit too far east.

He's not my boyfriend.

What's he here for then?

You can tell me.

Mm-mm.

Looking to expand business.

-What business?
-He's got customers.

Tottenham, Wood Green,
Manor House.

Even looking at
moving into Enfield.

It's just, he needs
a bigger supplier.

Now how am I gonna sleep tonight
if I don't know your name?

Kash.

Lisa.

So...

if I do business with them...

do you come as part of the deal?

[siren wails in the distance]

Hey...

[dub reggae plays]

What the fuck
are you looking at?

-[loud bang]
-Armed police! Stay down!

-Armed police!
Stay where you are! -Shit!

[woman]
Get the fuck out of here!

[police shouting]

Dubz!

Dubz, let me in!

[all shouting]

-[woman] Just fucking leave me!
-Right, you're under arrest!

[shouting continues]

Fuck! Fuck!

Get your fucking hands off me!

Fuck!

Uhh!

-Aagh!
-[policeman shouting]

Fucking pig!

[Kash] Hey, Irish!

Thought you were gonna be
lucky for me?

[sighs] You took your time.

[engine starts]

[water running]

[police officer]
You've all worked your arses off on this one.

Don't think that's
gone unnoticed.

This team's been
trying to infiltrate...

the TMC for a while now.

I know there has been pressure
on all of us, from all sides.

For 18 months,
we've been trying to get inside those fortified doors,

so what we achieved
last night is off the scale.

The equivalent of busting
through a New York latch single-handed.

Inside that room were enough
AK47's and ammunition

to take out half of Tottenham.

We seized over twenty K
worth of crack.

We have Mark Bailey, aka Kash,

and Adio Campbell, aka Toxic,

with their fingerprints on the
gear, which is a bloody first.

[laughter]

They'll both be charged
and are tucked up safely in Brixton waiting a court date.

And all this...

thanks to one fearless officer,

someone who always goes over
and above to get the job done.

De Costa.

On your feet, please.

[laughter]

-Round of applause for the man.
-No need, honestly, guv.

I just did what
any one of you would do.

[applause continues]

All right, all right!

Very good. De Costa...

Borough Commander wants to see
you tomorrow morning, 10:00am.

Well done, sunshine.

-[officers] Whoa!
-[De Costa chuckles]

[applause continues]

[siren wails in the distance]

[De Costa chuckles]

[men chatting indistinctly]

[baby gurgling, woman laughs]

-Look who it is?
-Hi.

Go on then.
Can I have a little cuddle?

Ah! [whooshing]

-[Lucy] So how bad was it then?
-[Ellie] Oh!

Seventeen hours of bad.
Thought I'd never walk again.

Oi, Ellie, don't be giving
all them lot baby fever, yeah?

Otherwise there'll be no one
left in the office to make my tea.

And there'll be no one to spit
in it either, isn't that right?

-[chuckling]
-Told ya!

Oh, as much as I'd love to
cuddle you all day, sweetheart,

Aunty Sadie's got a shit tonne
of paperwork to get done.

[Lucy] Coochie-coo!

[De Costa] Oi...

so one of the Wombles called
while you were out here bitching.

They want to see you about
that Rachel Nickell murder.

[Nick Ross] On Wimbledon
Common in south-west London

a young mother, Rachel Nickell,
was repeatedly stabbed.

It appears to be
a random killing,

which, of course,
makes it extremely hard...

[male reporter] In a ferocious
attack, she was sexually assaulted and stabbed.

Her two-year-old son was
found clinging to her body.

[female reporter] Her murder
has sent shock waves through the country.

An unsuspecting young woman
murdered in a busy, open space in broad daylight.

[male reporter] Police officers
described the murder

as one of the most horrific
they'd ever had to deal with.

They began an extensive
search of the Common to find a murder weapon.

Public horror was made...

[male reporter 2]
Pressure is mounting on police who have still not made

a single arrest in the hunt
for Rachel's killer.

Local residents,
fearing for their safety, are demanding action.

One police officer
described it

as the most horrific
and frenzied attack he had ever seen.

[chatter and phones ringing]

Yeah, I know we're seven months
in, sir, but this is going to work.

Yes, absolutely.

Just the Yard sign off
and we're good to go.

Just... just give this
a chance, please.

Guv.

Sadie?

Keith Pedder. This way, please.

You come highly
recommended by SO10.

Have a seat.

Well, you certainly
fit the brief.

And you're SIO on
Rachel Nickell's murder.

It's a feeding frenzy.

The tabloids are
obsessed with Rachel.

She was beautiful.

Thanks to the press coverage,
I've generated 5,000 lines of inquiry,

1,200 witness statements
and 4,000 contacts with the public.

We've got an 1,100 acre
crime scene, no forensics,

and the only witness
was a two-year-old kid.

We need a break.

So how's a covert officer
gonna help?

Have you heard
of offender profiling?

-Like the FBI?
-Yeah. Exactly.

I asked two criminal profilers,

Robert Ressler from the FBI
and English profiler Professor Paul Britton

to examine the evidence,
the crime scene.

Both came back with virtually
identical profiles for the killer.

The minute I walked
into his flat,

I could see it matched
the profile.

-Colin Stagg?
-He's a near perfect match,

but that's not why
we arrested him.

When that went out on
Crimewatch,

half the estate
rang in to name him.

I've got two witnesses
that put him five minutes from the scene

when he claims he was
at home with a headache

watching a quiz show
that wasn't even on.

That's what he did to her.

The killer sexually assaulted
Rachel Nickell.

He stabbed her 49 times.

All in front of her little boy.

Professor Britton's
very sure about one thing.

This isn't over.

He will kill again.

We've got nothing
but circumstantial evidence against Stagg.

That's why we need
your help, Sadie.

How?

We asked Professor Britton
if he could design an undercover op,

based on his analysis of the
murderer's deviant sexuality,

one that would either
eliminate Stagg from the inquiry

or where he may
further implicate himself.

We're calling it
Operation Edzell.

The operation will give
Stagg the space

to build a relationship
with a covert officer

and, if he's guilty,
reveal his involvement.

We want to put you
right at the heart of it.

What would you want me to do?

Become part of
Colin Stagg's world.

Gain his trust,
play to what drives him.

We need you to indulge
his darkest fantasies.

[DI Pedder] This job requires
a very special officer, Sadie.

I'd like you to go and meet
Professor Britton.

[knocking on door]

Come in.

Professor Britton?

I'm DC Sadie Byrne.

I'm from SO10.

Sit, please.

Can I offer you
a cup of tea, coffee?

Er, tea, please.

Milk and one.

Do you prefer the milk
added first or last?

Last.

Would you like me
to stir it for you

or would you prefer
to stir it yourself?

I don't mind.

Interesting.

Mr Pedder said that you
would explain the operation?

Why did you choose undercover?

There are agencies to take
men down for their crimes.

I mean, what woman wouldn't
jump at the chance?

I read your profile.

It suggests that our killer
is a man with a powerful...

deviant sexual fantasy life.

Two years ago, Colin Stagg sent
an unsolicited sexual fantasy

to a woman called Tracy Hynes,

in response to her advertisement
in a lonely hearts' column.

"I couldn't help spying on you

and what I saw you do
really made my day.

To see you wank yourself
like that,

really turned me on

and I was wondering if you would
do it again right in front of me

so I can see up close.

Smiling she says to me,
'Undo my skirt,'

which I quickly do
and we are both naked.

She's getting so hot
and excited, I can't wait any longer.

I grab her and push her
face down into the grass,

forcing myself into her."

It's a common sexual fantasy -
sex outdoors.

Why do you think it
interests me?

There's similarities between
the attack on Wimbledon Common.

He uses violence.

He wants to punish
and humiliate her.

Just like Rachel Nickell's
killer.

This gives us a glimpse
into Stagg's fantasy world.

It also gives us
the perfect way in for you.

-A way in?
-We want you to write to him.

You play the part
of Tracy Hynes' friend.

You saw the letter
she found so offensive, but...

it didn't offend you.

Rather it aroused you.

Mr Pedder seems pretty certain
that Stagg is your man.

Mr Pedder is a detective.

I'm a psychologist.

But if he's right,

then you are going to be dealing
with an extremely dangerous man,

a predator.

Well, I've handled myself
face to face with armed Yardies,

I think I can handle
a pen and paper.

I don't think you've crossed
paths with a man like this before.

The sort of man who can
only become aroused by dominating a woman.

Who derives pleasure
from her fear,

from her total compliance

and utter humiliation.

A man... sexually aroused
by the feeling

of a knife in his hand,

and the sight, sound and smell

as that knife slices
human flesh.

[whispering] You've got
beautiful blue eyes, Sadie.

Well done.

I think you're up to the task.

What exactly is the task?

To make Stagg fall
in love with you.

[siren wails in the distance]

Sade!

Sadie!

Be honest.

How old do I look?

Twenty...

-ish.

And from behind?

-Younger.
-Good.

He likes them young.
Last one was 16.

I swear to God,
if he don't pick me tonight and Keira gets him tomorrow...

Oh?

So you're off then, are you?

Your best mate has been seconded
to the Rachel Nickell case.

You gonna wish me luck?

Come here.

Yes!

Oh, you lucky cow!

Enjoy it, mate.

-Get to work, you tramp. Go on!
-[Lucy giggles]

Hey!

What about me?

Don't get raped!

[sighs]

[chuckles]

[chatter, phones ringing]

Come on.

Sadie?

[sighs heavily]

This is not a trap.

This operation has been designed
to allow Colin Stagg

to either implicate himself
in Rachel Nickell's murder or...

eliminate himself
from the inquiry.

If he shares the same
sexual deviancy as the murderer, he will reveal it.

I've been through every detail
with the Yard

and they've agreed to it,
right to the top,

lawyers included.

How long d'you think
it's gonna take?

It should take between two to
six weeks to establish a rapport

and once the fantasy exchange
has started

you should have gone the rest
of the way within two months.

What if he hasn't revealed
any details about the murder by then?

Then he's either got nothing
to hide or he is never going to reveal it.

The important thing is you must
never put words in his mouth or ideas in his head.

You must only react to his cues.

Stagg must make the first move
at every stage.

And we do not know
where it will end, Sadie.

But it starts with your
letter introducing yourself as Tracy Hynes' friend.

We're hoping that you'll
build a relationship with Stagg as a pen pal.

We'll write the letters,

but the content will be guided
and approved by the Professor.

You'll need to memorise
your cover story to the finest detail.

Childhood, school,
family, friends.

Yeah, I'm used to that.

You'll play the part of
a disturbed young woman

with a dark secret in her past,
looking for a certain kind of man.

Dark secret?

A history of involvement
in a Satanic cult.

You'll befriend Stagg and let
it be known that you are...

open-minded.

You know you are different
from other women but you can't explain why

and you're trying to find out
if he feels the same way.

Critically...

you must not express
any interest in Rachel Nickell's murder.

If Stagg mentions it,
you will show a...

a passing curiosity but no more.

You can only engage him
after he's brought up Rachel...

three times.

And you must never introduce
any violently aggressive or sadistic fantasies

into the conversation,
these too must come from Stagg.

You did realise this was going
to be more than just writing letters?

Well, I didn't think
you were just after me for my handwriting skills, did I?

[thunder rumbles, rain pours]

[Sadie] "Dear Colin,
I hope you're not offended by this intrusion

as we've never met before,

but I feel like I have
known you for years.

You may remember writing
to a woman called Tracy Hynes.

Tracy was an old friend
of mine and a while ago when I stayed with her,

while she was out, I read
a letter that you sent her.

I hope you remember because
this letter has been on my mind

and it interests me greatly.

I find myself thinking
of you a lot.

I would be very interested
in getting to know you

and writing to you again.

P.S...

My name is Lizzie."

[thunder rumbles]

So I haven't washed
in a week, right?

I pissed on some clothes,
put them in some plastic bags.

I mean, they stink!

I look horrendous,
like proper crackhead vibes,

but I'm in there with him.

I have him right where
I want him and he's about to sell me the gear.

Then he just stops
and stares at me.

Cos I've thought of everything,
right, my shoes, my clothes,

my legends, everything
and I think it's perfect.

But he's noticed
one little thing.

Nice teeth.

No crackhead has teeth
that clean.

And just like that,
the whole op was fucked!

So, I'm checking everything,
every little detail.

But I'll be fucked if I make
another mistake like that again.

So you ready?

Go!

How old are you?

28.

What's your star sign?

Scorpio.

Good. Where do you go out?

Dublin.

Who do you live with?

I live alone.
I like my own company.

Do you work?

-No, I'm cat sitting.
-Do you like animals?

I love animals, especially
cute little fluffy ones.

-Favourite song?
-"Real Wild Child", Iggy Pop.

Biggest fear?

Spiders.

What do you look for in a man?

Snap.

You gotta go deeper.

And maybe it's a bit dumb blonde
with the fluffy animals and arachnophobia.

I mean, Rachel Nickell
was proper smart. She went to grammar school.

Yeah, but he didn't know that,
did he?

He didn't look her
and see like, "Oh, I'm into her brains," did he?

No, but if he watches the news,
he knows now.

I'd work a legend that feels
a bit closer to Rachel. Play her a bit smarter.

If they're right about this man,
he's going to kill again.

I mean, this isn't dealers
or nonces, is it?

You're bait for
Rachel Nickell's killer.

I know what I've signed up for.

-Do you?
-Yeah.

Do you?

Cos it's a different world,
Sadie.

Neither of us have done a job
like this before.

Everyone and his dog's
got his eyes on this one.

All I care about
is keeping you safe.

Well, then we better
go again. Shall we?

[Colin Stagg] "Dear Lizzie,

thank you so much
for your letter,

which I read
with great interest.

I think we have a lot in common.

I live a quiet life
with my dog, Brandy.

We like walking
over the local park.

I'm five foot seven
with dark hair.

I do a bit of weight training.

I don't like being told
how to live my life.

We must each find our own paths
to travel along.

I do not like people
who are closed-minded.

[Colin and Sadie's voices merge]
Small minds, small intelligence.

I can if you want enclose
a personal letter with this one

about a fantasy I've had
since you've wrote to me. Love, Colin."

He enclosed it. The fantasy.

So he gives Lizzie the option
and then he takes it away.

He's already trying
to control her.

Which may or may not
be significant.

It rather depends on
the content of the fantasy.

"We're in my garden
on a hot summer's night.

Luckily all the neighbours are
in bed, so no one can see us.

The thought that someone might
excites us both.

You lay on the warm damp grass
holding my hand.

I sit astride you s...

slowly masturbating myself
as I stroke your hair.

You're laying there smiling.

I would very much like it
if I could send you letters like this one

about my fantasies, about us
being together. Love, Colin."

Sex outdoors, being watched.

It's an unexceptional fantasy,

nothing more than you'd find
in a gentleman's magazine.

There's nothing in it
to suggest he's our killer.

But he's taken the bait,
hasn't he?

He's writing fantasies to her
from the off.

Let's write back.

[Professor] It's too soon.

We'll wait a week.

What about his request,
about a photograph of Lizzie?

Well, he might get suspicious
if we don't send it.

I think maybe it's time we show
him who Lizzie James really is.

[music plays: "Connected"
by Stereo MC's]

-♪ If you make sure
you're connected -[she sings along]

♪ The writing's on the wall

♪ But if your mind's
neglected... ♪

Right, I picked this colour
out for you. Let's have a look.

Nice. Got a special occasion
coming up?

Promotion.

Hey! Congratulations!

Hey, they won't recognise you.

Big change.

That's exactly what I want.

♪ I see through you

-Lizzie James is here.
- ♪ I see through you

♪ I see through you
Oh, yeah

♪ I'm gonna get myself
I'm gonna get myself

♪ I'm gonna get myself
connected... ♪

Ten, nine,

eight, seven,

six, five,

four, three,

two...

"Dear Colin.

Your letter was certainly
enlightening

and I enjoyed reading
your story.

If I closed my eyes, I could
almost feel you sat astride me

and feel your weight
pressing me into the grass.

You really write well

and I bet this is just
the tip of the iceberg when it comes to your thoughts.

There's a lot more to you
than meets the eye, Colin.

I'm sure your fantasies
hold no bounds

and you are as broad-minded
and uninhibited as me.

Write soon, Colin.

I can't wait to get your letters
in my little hands.

Love, Lizzie."

[male reporter] Colin Stagg
was a self-styled pagan.

He'd been on the Common
that morning and resembled an early photofit.

[man] When they went round to
speak to him, they found an altar...

[female reporter] A man arrested
in connection with the murder of

Rachel Nickell on Wimbledon
Common has been released after

being questioned for two days.

29-year-old Colin Stagg appeared
at Wimbledon Magistrates' Court today and...

[siren wails in the distance]

[male reporter] The brutal
murder of Rachel Nickell

in front of her two-year-old son
in July shocked the nation.

The 23-year-old former model
was walking her dog

with Alex on Wimbledon Common
in broad daylight when the killer struck.

Police described the murder
as one of the most horrific they've ever...

Hi.

[door opens and shuts]

It's good to see you
again, Sadie.

Are you keeping well?

Yeah, I'm fine, thank you.

We received...
another letter this morning.

He enclosed another fantasy.

Sadie?

"I will grab you by your hair
and drag you screaming into my bedroom.

I will rip your clothes off.

I ask you...

I'll make you pay
for being a dirty slut as I force you to your knees."

Can you just read that?

"To your knees...

I place a stool in front of you
and force... you over it.

I take a leather belt
from my drawer.

I place it over your mouth
and hold each end pulling your head upwards..."

This goes way beyond
control and humiliation.

He wants to hurt Lizzie.

It's a clear escalation.

The violence here...

is more extreme
than that carried out by individuals who...

derive pleasure from
symbolic enactments

of deviant and
submissive sexual roles.

Yes.

He ends it,

"I hope this is
what you wanted."

What woman would want that?

It is a clear indication
of the deviant sexuality predicted of Rachel's killer,

I grant you.

But it isn't of the specific
nature of the violence exhibited in the murder itself.

There's no mention of a knife.

Exactly.

[Colin] "Dear Lizzie.

I'd love to know more about
what happened in your past.

You've got me wondering
about your secret now.

I want to dominate you,
take your body as my play thing.

I want to and will give you
a fucking good sorting out.

You need a damn
good fucking by a real man and I'm the one to do it.

By the time I'm finished with
you, you're going to be so sore.

I'm going to make you work hard
for me. You'll be my sex slave.

I want every fantasy of yours
in my mind,

every kinky detail,
every randy thought.

Anything you want, you'll get.

By God, you will get it.

I'm gonna make sure
you're screaming in agony when I abuse you.

I am gonna destroy
your self-esteem."

[Pedder] Ah, good evening.

Thank you for coming
at this late notice. I know you're all incredibly busy.

Sir, it's good to see you.

Okay, now we want
to move this forward.

The letters are working
and Stagg is, erm...

Lights, please.

Er, Stagg is starting
to reveal his true self through his fantasies.

But we think the chance
of a confession is unlikely to come in writing

and that's why,
with your permission,

we want to move Operation Edzell
to the next stage.

All right, love.

[sighs heavily]

[phone rings]

[phone rings]

[phone rings]

-[tape recorder clicks]
-[phone rings]

[phone rings]

[phone rings]

Hello?

[shaky breathing]

[Colin] Hello?

Is that Lizzie?

Hello?

-[more insistent] Hello?
-[she sighs]

Hello. How are you?
Is that Colin?

I'm so glad you called.

I'm really nervous.

I feel like
a 16-year-old schoolkid.

Oh...

Are you nervous?

Yeah.

I'm out of breath. Sorry.

I had to run to get the phone.

Oh?

Well, I'm glad we broke the ice
and got that out of the way.

Yeah.

I'm so glad you called.

There's so much that I want
to... talk to you about.

[Colin breathes shakily]

Yeah, you keep saying
in your letters.

I'm... I'm sorry. I'm...

I'm so sorry if you think I'm
dragging you up the garden path.

It's just...

It will be so much more
easier to talk...

than write it down, you know.

I understand, yeah.

So this secret in your past
you keep going on about?

What is it?

I really wanna know
what it is, Lizzie?

[puffs heavily]

[door slams]

[daunting music]

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