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Previously on We Hunt Together.

DI Jackson Mendy.
You're Lola Franks, right?

Yes.

We're to partner up
for this one.

Simon was killed
on Sunday night.

We're treating his death
as suspicious.

No no. No!

I want to love you.
I-I want to be in love with you.

I want all those things.

Those eyes on Simon's feet.

She's drawn them before.

Freddy, it will be fine.

You wouldn't.

I killed them all.

Who was it? Was
it Freddy, right?

I killed them all.

I killed them all.

♪ There's a paradise ♪
♪ On a plastic screen. ♪

♪ The perfect life ♪
♪ In the perfect dream. ♪

♪ The new horizon. ♪

♪ The burning desire To be loved. ♪

♪ There are untold joys ♪
♪ That wait for us all. ♪

♪ The illusion cures. ♪

♪ Come straight to your door. ♪

♪ The clear horizon. ♪

♪ A burning desire To be loved. ♪

She came from Greece,
she had a thirst for knowledge.

She studied sculpture
at Saint Martin's College.

That's where I caught her eye.

She told me that
her dad was loaded.

I said, in that case
I'll have rum and Coca-Cola.

She said fine.

And then in thirty
seconds time she said.

I wanna live like common people.

I wanna do whatever
common people do.

I wanna sleep
with common people.

I wanna sleep with
common people like you.

Oh what else could I do I said
I'll, I'll see what I can do.

I took her to a supermarket.

I don't know why but I had
to start it somewhere.

Hey, hi, love.

Yeah, yeah,
she was out like a light

the second I started running.

I thought I'd do
a couple more laps.

I'd be about another half
an hour. Is that all right?

Yeah, I love you, too.
See you in a second.

Coochy, coochy coo.

Coochy, coochy coo.

Hey, excuse me.
Do you mind? She's sleeping.

Hello?

Coochy, coochy coo.

Coochy, coochy coo.

- What?!
- DSI Smart.

- Ma'am.
- There's been a murder.

You and Jackson are on it.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm on my way.

Are you ready?
Drum roll, please.

What, oh!

And the crowd goes wild!
Not for you.

Why does Mom go first?

The baby is going first, not me.

Exactly. The baby goes first.
Your mom goes second.

- I thought I was second.
- Ah, in your dreams.

Why aren't you
answering your phone?

It's a Sunday.
It's on silent.

- There's been a homicide.
- Susan asked for us.

OK fine, but I'm bringing
my pancake with me.

Wipe your sticky fingers, man.

OK.

Right, stick that post code
into your maps will you?

Ah, no can do I'm afraid.

I dumb down on the weekends.
Helps me stay present.

There's nothing wrong
with this little guy.

In the kingdom of the blind,
the one-eyed man is king.

It's not the kingdom
of the blind, then is it?

- I'm just saying that if...
- I... I know what you're saying,

it doesn't make any sense.

If people with one eye
are allowed in,

you may as well make
the two-eyed fella king!

Yeah. At least he'll be
able to give you directions...

It's stupid!

You want to know who the king
of the kingdom of the blind is?

- Sure, Lola.
- Stevie fucking Wonder.

It is it really is.

It's like move over one-eyed
guy. Stevie is in town.

It's coronation day.

Great, thanks, yeah
we'll be in touch.

Ah.

That was the hospital.
The baby is fine.

Thank God.

Yeah, well, there's no
CCTV in the area

but we think she was
on her own for a few hours.

Poor little thing.

She was asleep though when
the dog walker found her.

- Wrapped up pretty warm.
- She's with her mother now?

Yeah, they're both at North Mid.

I told her you'll
be along at some point.

The report said the victims
phone was found at the scene.

- Yes, it's gone to the lab.
- Thanks, Dom.

- Thanks, Dom.
- Sarge.

James O'Neil stabbed
multiple times.

Young father.

Custom built for running.

I wonder if this was
his regular route.

Jackson, look at this.

The body position seems staged.
Look at the bear, and here...

His ring finger's missing.

Defense wound?

Cut looks too clean.

What are you thinking?

Whoever did this clearly
took pride in their work.

Yeah. Or pleasure.

- Here you go.
- I hate tea.

You'll come around to it.

Um, the report on James's phone.

- What is wrong with your neck?
- Nothing. Open it then.

No, seriously, you been
scratching that thing all day.

What's wrong?

Nothing. Let's just open the
file please, Jackson? Open file!

Hm.

OK.

That's really interesting.

Swear to God, Jackson.

Sorry, call was made
from James' phone a minute

after I finished
the call with his wife.

To who?

It's not registered to his phone

and he's never called
the number before.

11:00 o'clock at night
and he's calling a number

he's never called before.

- Holy fucking shit.
- What is it?

Lola.

I recognize the number.

How on earth could you recog...

Lola.

Who did he call?

Yes.

You're an actress, aren't you?

Model then.

No, are you?

Seriously, though? I swear
I know you from somewhere.

Hello.-

- Hi.-

Origami, the art paper folding.

That's what Peru is like. It's
beautiful, but it's dangerous.

Freddy.

Baba.

Baba.

Hi, I'm Robert. I think
you forgot your name badge.

If your name is Robert, then
why does your sticker say Bob?

Oh, I thought it maybe
sounded a bit more... casual.

I think Robert suits you better.

I think you should
stick with it.

- There we go.
- That's much better.

So Robert,

why did you come here tonight?

I don't know really,
how about you.

Obviously Robert,
I came to find love

like everyone else.

Or, failing that, maybe
just a partner in crime.

What do you say?

- Frederica Lane.
- And you're married.

Tan line.

Can you show me the ring?

Why?

Oh.

Hey, what are you doing?

I do.

You know, we only
have two minutes, right?

I'm just trying
to work out for myself

whether you killed those men
like they say you did.

You mean, if I helped kill
those men like they say I did.

So what now?

You have to keep the ring on.

Just go with it.

Go with it.

Go with it.

Go with it.

Jesus, what the fuck
are you doing?

What's wrong with you?

All right, don't cry about it.

- Oh, say hey from me.
- Shut up.

You're crazy.

Bye. It was lovely to meet you.

Yeah, well I got held up at
work. What am I supposed to do?

But it's not my fault
she's crying, is it?

Right, well, I'll take her
for a run when I get back.

Gets her down every time.

He phoned Freddy.

- Fucking hell, guys
- I know.

- I mean seriously fucking hell.
- We know.

This is new evidence,
a new case,

nothing to do with last time.

And I'd be very happy to speak
to Freddy's lawyers first,

we'd bring her in as
a witness, that's all.

You'd have to be very
nice to her.

- Naturally, ma'am.
- I'm not talking to you, am I?

I'm talking to you.

Yeah, I promise
I'll be nice as...

feels like there should be some
sort of phrase there.

Nice as something, you know?
Beginning with an N.

Nelly? Nice as Nelly?

- Who the fuck's Nelly?
- OK, nachos.

Oh, now you're talking
'cause I absolutely love nachos,

but I do really need
some sort of dip with them.

Otherwise they can
be very, very dry.

Yes, but for the alliterative
purpose of the phrase,

- if you start...
- Will you shut the fuck up?

Sorry, Susan.

And the phrase is nice as pie.

That's...

You'd have to talk
to the lawyers.

And she'd just be a witness.

Understood, ma'am.

Is that a yes?

Fucking hell.

Is it just me?

Now is it just me who
feels like every single

time I open a newspaper...
Frederica Lane?

Welcome back, lovely people.

Now, is it just me who feels
like every single time

you open the newspaper.

Frederica Lane is right
there staring back at you.

Magazine covers, a documentary,
and now I'm told a six-figure

book deal telling
her side of the story.

But I'm not
falling for it, friends,

and neither, I suspect, are you.

Do you want to see the mockups
for the front cover of the book?

Oh, er...

Yeah, it's fine, yeah.

OK.

So now all we need to do
is just write the actual words

that go inside the book. Yeah?

Do we really though?
Like actually, Liam.

Well, no you don't.
But I do or don't get paid.

So I thought
we could start today

by talking about the snake eyes.

Oh... Your favorite...

I love the snake eyes.

You told the police that Baba

must have seen
the eyes in your diary

and copied them on to Simon's
feet when he killed him.

Is that correct?

Freddy?

Freddy?

Back in a minute.

Don't go anywhere.

Freddy.

Hello.

Anybody home?
Earth to Freddy.

I am so sorry, Liam.

I am sorry with all my heart.
Do you forgive me?

Je suis desole.

- Oh, parler francais.
- Come on look it's not funny.

If we miss another
deadline we're screwed.

Haven't you got your
own story to tell, Liam,

I mean writing mine.
It can't be that interesting.

Snake eyes Freddy. How did they
end up on Simon's feet?

Shannon McBride
has run a poll and

59% of people think I
helped Baba kill those men.

Why do you even watch that show?

Do you know how
that makes me feel?

Yeah, which is why we're
writing this book right?

To tell your side.

Tell people your truth
about what happened.

Exactly.

And because I've already
spent the advance,

so we're kind of locked in.

OK, so please the snake eyes.

I don't know, I doodle
them all the time.

The police psychologist said
that Baba must have copied them

onto Simon's feet as a gesture.

Some gesture.

OK, Freddy, here's
what I really want to know.

Baba has been dead for
ten months. Do you miss him?

Not for a moment.

Just because the CPS,
the Crown Prosecution Service

apparently didn't have
enough evidence to charge

her for those murders,

it doesn't mean she
wasn't involved, hmm?

I mean, does
anyone really believe

that Bubba was the mastermind
here and that Freddy

is just some
helpless little victim

and not only did
she walk away, scot free,

now she's trying to be
a charity celebrity,

and it's shameless.

It really is, But what
do you guys think, huh?

Give us a call. Don't forget
to keep voting on our poll.

Glad to see so many of
you are not falling for it.

Hi, everyone, my name is Henry.

I help set up the
Frederica Lane Foundation.

I believe Freddy wants
to say a few words

and then I think the plan is

that we just get really
really drunk, yeah.

- Yeah.
- All right.

Thank you, Henry.

Well, thank
you all so much for coming.

I started the foundation
to provide loans and support

for small businesses
like Allie's and others

run by survivors
of abuse like myself.

I couldn't be prouder or
more excited that the first

person we've been
able to help is Allie.

And when Ali came
to me with the idea for

a mobile salon, I knew
straight away it was something.

I wanted to help her with.

I've known Allie
for three years.

She's kind, she's funny,

she's smart, and she's just
gorgeous in every possible way.

And I know she's
going to make this work.

Can I just say
the biggest thank you

in the world to Freddy?

After everything she's been
through this last year

and then to come out
the other side

and do this for me.

A few months ago I was
on the phones for Larry

and now I'm, well,
I've got my own.

Allie's taking bookings
tonight, so don't be shy.

You can also speak
to Henry about

becoming a friend
of the foundation.

All I'm asking is that
you raise your glasses to

objectively the best woman
in the world. To Allie.

To Allie!

You're not gonna ask me
why you're here then.

Well, I assume it's
something very important, Lola.

You know what
my lawyers are like.

Anyway, it's it's
lovely to see you.

It's been too long.

Sorry to keep you all waiting.

Here you go.

Almond milk if I recall.

Well remembered.

We won't keep you.

I know that it's
the big night for you

and your partner Henry.

Mm-hmm. He's
Frederica's brother,

so I've known him forever.

Oh, I really enjoyed
your interview

in the Times awhile back.

You said your favorite film

was Beauty and the Beast.

Quite a provocative
choice, I thought.

Why, it's a classic?

Oh, so you weren't
making a point

by choosing a film about

a woman who falls in love with

the beast that kidnapped her.

But he's not really
a beast, is he?

He's a man under a curse.

And it's love
that sets him free.

Sets them both free.

But to answer your question, no.

The similarity with Baba
hadn't crossed my mind.

Does the name James O'Neil
mean anything to you?

No.

- What about this man?
- Do you know him?

I wouldn't say I know him,
but I met him last night

at the speed dating
thing at Bar 44.

Then we went back
to my flat and had sex.

This man is James O'Neil.

Hm. He called himself
Frank last night,

I guess because he's married.

Oh, you knew he
was married then.

Yeah.

What time did
James leave your flat?

Maybe around 9:30.

Then what happened?

I... read my book
and then I went to bed.

That all?

Well, there was a phone call.

From a number
I didn't recognize.

Hello.

Whoever that is, fuck off.

So, you hadn't exchanged
numbers with James, then.

No.

We weren't as compatible
as I hoped.

Was it his phone?
Is that why I'm here?

What did the caller say?

It was just heavy
breathing and groaning.

Yeah, it sounded like
someone was, you know, eh-eh.

Sorry, what's "eh-eh"?

Come on, Jackson,
don't make me spell it out.

I get calls every few weeks.

I've reported it a few times.

You can check that, right?

Sometimes people
ring my doorbell,

and there's no one there.

Price of fame, I guess.

Freddy.
Sorry to inform you.

But James O'Neil was
murdered last night.

Shortly after leaving your flat.

OK.

Actually, Freddy.

Other than his wife,

you may very well be the last
person who saw him alive.

Apart from the person
who killed him. Obviously.

I mean obviously.

We just confirmed that
Freddy made two reports

of nuisance calls
in the past six weeks.

Doesn't mean she
wasn't lying, does it?

All seems a little set up to me.

Remember when we told her about
Simon Goodbridge's murder?

Your reaction was big,
expressive, like

she was overcompensating.

Here she barely flinched.

It's as if she
learned about James'

death for the first time.

Or maybe she's just
getting better at faking it.

Contact the NCA behavioral team.

In fact, I'll get in touch
with my good mate Judy.

She's a criminal psychologist.

She does mainly academic work,

but you know,
she'd be willing to help.

Why?

What do you mean why?

Well, why,
it's obvious isn't it?

If Freddy got a taste for
something with Baba, right,

so she went out and
found someone new.

Someone who'd be willing to
kill for her like he was.

You make it sound like
picking a hat.

I mean, what's she going to do,
put on her Tinder profile

"murderer" under interests?

Why do you always defend her?

- I'm not defending her!
- You're defending her.

Look, I'm just saying,
she's in the public eye now.

Right, everybody watching,
so maybe you're right maybe,

maybe she found someone
or maybe someone found her.

For all we know, she
could be next on the list.

Henry, what the fuck?

Your phone's off everyone is
waiting for you at the party.

Jesus Christ.

What did the police want anyway?

Freddy. Freddy.

Freddy. Freddy.

I'm just really tired,
tell everyone I'm sorry.

What are you joking?

Allie's mum brought a pinata,

apparently it's got mini pink
refresher bars and everything.

Can you do me a favor
and open the shop tomorrow?

Yeah, of course.

Is everything okay?

Yes.

- Thank you mate.
- I love you.

Yeah.

I'm so very sorry for
the loss of your husband.

Thanks for seeing us, Nina.

- I know it's very hard.
- She latching on okay?

Yeah, just about.

For today, we would just like
to get a slightly better picture

of James's last few days,
and particularly if you can

think of anyone who might
have been upset with him.

Perhaps he'd had an argument
or dispute about something.

No, James wasn't like that.

He got on with everyone.
People liked him.

The family finances
were all in order?

Yes, we were both working.

We had a joint bank account,
everything's fine.

Do you
recognize this person, Nina?

No, I don't think so, vaguely.

Maybe why? Who is she?

It's just one of several
lines of inquiry that we're

following up, nothing
for you to worry about.

Actually, Mrs. O'Neill,

I'm really sorry,
but we think this woman

slept with your husband
on the day he was murdered.

Could you take
another look, please?

Perhaps you've been
to the house or...

notice your husband
taking strange calls.

No.

No, no he wouldn't.

No, you don't know him.

He got held up at work that day.
You can check with them.

I'm afraid we already
have and James left work

at 5:00 o'clock as normal.

None of it has been confirmed.
We just following it up.

What do you mean
you're following it up?

Did my husband sleep
with that woman or not?

DS Franks, can we speak
outside please for a minute?

Why would you say
something like that

if you didn't know for sure?

Ms. O'Neil, were there
any other women?

- Lola.
- Excuse me?

Please.

I'll ask the family liaison officer
to come in and speak with you.

I'm really very sorry.

Oh, and I'll make sure
that that soft toy

gets back to you
as soon as possible.

I know how attached children
can be to that sort of thing.

What soft toy?

The teddy bear.

I just thought...

No, I've never seen that
thing before in my life.

Sources close to the
police tell me Frederica Lane

was arrested last night.

Well, if anyone got a picture
we'd just love to see it.

Perhaps her past is
finally catching up with her.

So you think the killer
left it on purpose?

It's with SOCO now.
So let's see.

- Did you have a favorite toy?
- What?

Mine was a giraffe called Linda.

I mean, I absolutely
adored her until I lost her

one day on a train
to Bognor Regis.

Seriously, I was so distraught,

I couldn't think,
I couldn't eat,

I couldn't even sleep, Lola.

And then I failed
my driving test.

Dear God.

Seriously though,
I loved her. How about you?

Er, I thought
Judy was meeting us?

Yeah, she'll be here.

Come on, favorite toy,
I won't laugh, I promise.

- I don't know I can't remember.
- Of course you can,

everyone remember
their favorite soft toy.

Well, I can't so...

What?

- Aha, Judy!
- Here he is...

the strong arm of the law.

Still changing the system from
the inside, Detective Mendy?

The revolution's coming,
Judy, and you know that.

Can I see your police badge?

Is it shiny?

It's more of a leathery sheen.

Let me introduce
you to my partner, Lola.

- Why are you limping?
- I kicked a pineapple, Jackson.

- Not going to tell you why.
- OK then.

Lola, this is Judy. Judy, Lola.

I'm not saying it's impossible

that Freddy sought someone out,

I just think with her
public profile as it is,

it's much more likely that
someone's been drawn to her.

Like a stalker, right?

By the way, did
you bring this stuff

that I asked you for?

Let's imagine you are a man
who's been drawn to violence

your whole life
and been made to feel

like an outcast because of it.

Judy makes the best
flapjacks in the world.

It must be terribly affirming

for someone like that to find

this attractive, famous
woman who you believe

would not only accept you for

who you are but love you for it.

Well, hang on. If he
loves her so much,

why did he call her from
the crime scene then?

Because he would have known we
were going to trace that, right?

To involve her.

To get her attention. Perhaps
he wants your attention, too.

I mean, the finger,
the teddy bear.

He's clearly enjoying
it on some level.

What's wrong?

What is this?
Is this carrot cake?

Yeah, I didn't have
any outs in the house.

Give it here
if you don't want it.

No, no, I don't want
to give it back.

I'm just registering
my disappointment.

So, you're sure it's a man then?

Yeah, well it's not
an exact science,

but it's statistically likely
he's male, 30 to 50 years old,

maybe an underachiever,
low status job.

Depending on the
type of stalker he is

and what he's trying to achieve.

- Single?
- Most likely.

He could still be
dependent on parents.

You mentioned a
speed dating event.

Yeah. That's where they met
in night that he was killed.

We're looking into it. Look,
this is really, really good.

That would certainly
be the perfect

place to meet Freddy. Two
minutes alone in her company.

It would be quite intoxicating
for him I'm sure and seeing

her leave with another man could
even have motivated the murder.

Ah, you mean he was jealous.

Men like this
convince themselves

that the object of their
affection would love

them completely if only
they were given a chance.

And you mean Freddy could
be in danger herself?

Let's start with this guy.

He's 33, he's a postman
and get this,

still lives at
home with his parents

and it was his first time
at the speed dating event,

just like Freddy.

Fits the profile to a tee,

Robert Miller also goes by Bob.

Yeah, but he's 26.

Well, Judy said it's not
an exact science, is it.

But artist, though, it's
hardly a low-status job.

Why you only picked him?

You know how speed
dating works, right?

You tick the box of whoever
took your fancy,

hand in your card at the
end and they match you up.

Yeah, but surely he's
not the only person

who ticked Freddy's box?

No, Jackson. He's
the only one who didn't.

He's trying not to
incriminate himself.

Exactly.

But he doesn't fit the profile.

Bet you a tenner and a pack
of pork scratchings?

OK, but if I win, you tell
me the name of your soft toy.

Oh, come on, honestly man,

- I can't remember you know.
- You still got it, haven't you?

No, I haven't. Jackson,
'cause I'm not a child, okay?

But you were one at some
point I presume?

So, there's no
forensics on the knife.

It's widely available.
I don't think we'll get a trace.

I think you jumped
out fully formed

like a magical
crime-fighting machine.

So both times Freddy reported
those nuisance calls

someone had called her from
the phone box outside her flat.

CCTV doesn't cover it,
but I thought maybe

we could dust for prints.

I don't know about you, Lola,
but I tend to wear gloves

when I do my stalking.

I agree that
he would wear gloves

to make the phone call,
but what about the coins?

He could have handled
them weeks before.

Maybe you forgot
to wipe them down.

Thank you really, great work.

I'll leave it with you.

Why were you
arrested last night?

I wasn't arrested.

And how do you know about that?

Are you serious?

Shannon McBride posted photos of

you getting picked up
by the police last night.

No, she didn't.

You were trending number two
in the UK this morning.

Who's number one?

I don't know. It was
one of the lads off.

Game of Thrones

accidentally posted
a picture of his own knob.

Who?

Not one of the main ones,
just one of the little

goblin fellows I don't
know. I don't watch it.

Why you see, that is fame, Liam.

Blood, sweat and tears only to

get beaten to number
one by a semi famous penis.

There was nothing
semi about it, apparently.

Why do you draw them?

'Cause I see them every
time I close my eyes.

I have no idea why.

OK, thank you. Cheers.

DS Franks, I'm Liam Gates.

I'm Freddy's ghostwriter.
I'm the one that's been leaving

- you all the messages.
- Yeah, I know who you are.

Take a hint, sunshine.

Look, can I ask what are
you doing here?

Obviously not.

Look, I know you're busy.

I'd just really love to get your
perspective on it all.

Oh, yeah, what would
Freddy think of that?

Well, I thought it could just
be between you and me, like.

Uh, look I just...

I just want to get all
the facts straight,

so I can buy you a coffee
or pint whatever you like.

You're being paid to tell.

Freddy's side
of the story, right?

- Yeah.
- Yeah, well, then,

there's no need to worry about
the facts, then, is there?

Well, can I like...
Wait, wait, wait,

why did you arrest
her last night?

You have a good day
Mr. Gates. Have a good one.

Can I at least give you my card?

We all know, friends,

that a well-fed dog
is a lazy dog, right?

And I'm certainly not
going to have my mind changed

on welfare by some overpaid
virtue-signaling footballer.

Let me know your thoughts.

Next up, the poll results

on our favorite damsel in
distress, Frederica Lane.

And lo and behold, it appears

that 57% of you are
not falling for her lies.

Guilty as charged,
ladies and gentlemen.

As if there was ever any doubt.

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Dear Honeybee, the other day.

I watched a spider tussle
with a bee on the window.

The bee was tiring.
The fight was almost done.

Then, out of nowhere,

a bird comes down
and eats the spider.

Do you know what I thought?

Imagine feeling angry
with the spider

for attacking the bee,

or chiding the bird
for eating the spider?

You're my honeybee.
I'm your bird.

- Tell me who your spider is.
- And I shall set you free.

Jesus, what is wrong with you?

Why you doing, man?

I was just picking something up.

I wanted to bring
it to you in person.

Robert Miller.

We found a partial on a coin

that matched the print taken
from Robert's dating card.

Although I understand he
sometimes liked to go by Bob.

You owe me some
pork scratchings.

You're my honeybee.
I'm your bird.

Tell me who your spider is.

And I shall set you free.

♪ There's a paradise ♪
♪ On a plastic screen. ♪

♪ The perfect life ♪
♪ In the perfect dream. ♪

♪ The new horizon. ♪

♪ The burning desire To be loved. ♪

♪ There are untold joys ♪
♪ That wait for us all. ♪

♪ The illusion cures. ♪

♪ Come straight to your door ♪