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'How do you catch
a cold-blooded monster?

'You have to think like one.

'That fact alone means
they've won before you even start.'

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Confectioner.

He's leaving us clues.

I think he wants to end it.

I need to talk to Ellis.
We're goin' to Manchester.

Manchester?

So, as the figures suggest,

this is one of the most potentially
profitable income streams.

I've run the figures past finance
and they look good.

Trudi?

Er, yeah, no,
it's definitely something

that we can build a strong
promotional campaign around.

I'll be working closely
with the Stirling HR

on the, er, person power,

redeployment, recruitment
and training implications.

I've set up that meeting for us.

Great.

Let's collate those stats with
a pitch and blow their socks off!

See you in a bit.

I shouldn't be here...
but this place has saved me.

And I'd have gone down
for something.

Oh, aye.

Not child snatching, rape, murder.

You seem to have adjusted to this.

We can only live in the present.

I have a richer inner life than
most of the screws in this place.

Probably more than you, DI Lennox.

My girlfriend's into all this
Eckhart mindfulness stuff.

As you say,
we only live in the present moment.

Look, I'll come to the point.

I ken that you didn't kill
either Stacey or Nula.

A few journalists
have said that to me.

But you're the first copper.

Masturbating over the grave
of a murdered child

won't buy you any favours from me.

You were almost as contemptible
as a human being can be.

Almost?

You didn't kill a kid.
You're not Mr Confectioner.

Yeah, I've been telling them that
for years.

They didn't believe me.

It's all the other stuff, an' all.
Like Parka Man.

Parka Man?
Yeah.

He had a scarf over his mouth.

'I could just make out
his weird eye

'from behind these thick glasses.'

In what way weird?

Remember David Bowie
with the frozen retina?

Is that all you saw of his face?

Yeah, it is.

Did you speak to him?

I said, "It's a very sad thing."

'He replied, "Kids die all the time,
malnutrition, disease..." '

What about his accent?

Couldn't place it.
Was it posh?

Not posh as such.

This has been helpful. Thanks.

You know why I came back later
and wanked on that kid's grave?

Because I was ashamed.

I was ashamed
that I was scared of him.

And I don't fuckin' scare easy,

but there was something about him,
it really shit me up.

So I went back to prove that
I was the baddest bastard around.

You don't get the notion
of displaced aggression, do you?

Built a fucking career on it.

George, did you care
about this fucking Parka Man?

'Yeah, I did.'
Why didn't you tell me?

I mentioned it
to every fucker in sight,

but nobody would listen.

Have you still got
the surveillance footage?

What makes you think
I took a copy of that?

Because I ken you, George.
Send it over.

It really is shit
or get off the pot time, eh?

'George knew the killer
would visit the grave,

'so he instigated the surveillance.

'Trouble is, it snared Ellis, and it
should have been Confectioner.'

D'you think the boss'll go for it?

We can only hope
for a positive response.

You are out of your fucking mind!

The file I sent,
did you have a look at it?

I have better things to do
with my time.

For fuck's sake, boss!

Look!

This guy here, talking to Ellis,
that is Confectioner.

The confessional urge is strong.

A visit to the victim's grave
often scratches that itch.

You as well?
That's how they caught Robert Ellis.

Aye, wanking over the kid's grave!

And you say he's not guilty!

Masturbating over Nula's grave is
one thing, killing her is another.

The timeline isn't right.
You know the story,

the public's bloodlust
discounts the requirement of logic.

So, you advocate
a massively expensive operation

that snares the passing pervert
instead of the multiple murderer!

Do you not see the flaw
in your own logic?

Ellis crossed paths
with plenty of folk at the grave.

AND he confessed!

Parka Man, there, is Confectioner,
I am telling you.

He spoke to Ellis?

It's in the file.
How did they not follow up on it?

I can't afford to sanction CCTVing
a lassie's funeral,

and the graveside
for God knows how long.

You have to, boss.

You have to.

Gonna get you.

I'm gonna get some water.
Yeah, don't be long.

Ray. Ray?

Play this lightly, eh?

Aye.

This is our man.

The deviant who killed Britney Hamil
and God knows how many others.

Forget Robert Ellis.
Confectioner is still out there.

We are gonna go after him
with everything that we have.

We're setting up surveillance
on Britney's funeral.

The date is gonna be released
in the national press.

Confectioner will come to us.

And when he does come to us,
we're gonna be ready for him.

The van? These are the sightings
of the white van since...

A favour. Those driving skills.

As you can see, he moves around.

Most recently sighted
in Leeds and Birmingham.

He generally stays off
motorways and tries...

Thanks. If I'd missed this,
she'd have had my guts.

I didn't even know you had
a girlfriend till last night.

You're not very forthcoming
about your private life.

You're not exactly Kim Kardashian.

I split from Keith 18 months ago.

We were living together.

Could he not have come with you?

He didn't wanna leave Dundee.

I was on a low for a while.
Tried to party my way through it.

It didn't work.
So I went to therapy.

Did you find that useful?

It was the best thing
I've ever done.

I really lucked out.

She... She pulled me out
of a deep hole.

I don't think I could have
climbed out of it alone.

Can you give me her number?

Are you serious? Well, unlike
some coppers I could name,

I don't see admitting my frailties
as a sign of weakness.

Hello, Louis LeBlanc.

'LeBlanc, Petit Jardin.'

Cet homme dont tu as parle.

Je pense, il est la.

D'accord. Merci, mon ami.

Fuckin' French.

You abandon me
in the middle of the night,

and then you bring me here
to apologise?

You really know
how to charm the ladies, Lennox.

Aye, well, it's not like
I had an insatiable urge

just to visit
Leeds and Manchester, eh?

Ha.

I'm a wee bit stressed.

I'll make it my first
and last of the day, eh?

Let's get some grub.

I've got a problem at work.

Young Carly, she's being
sexually harassed by our boss,

and... get this...

Estelle!

Your friend Estelle?
Yeah.

They're trying to talk her
into having a threesome.

I think there could be
a history of it, though.

I've discovered
there's a few other girls

who've left the company
prematurely, no good reason.

But management insist on this really
complicated grievance procedure.

And it's traumatic.
But if she doesn't come forward,

then... there's nothing they can do.

Fuck 'em up, then.
Work outside the system.

If they're being crafty,
get crafty in return.

I'm not that kind of person,
you know that.

You want to beat the system,
you have to operate like the system.

All systems are unfair,
in my experience.

If you really wanna help
your friend Carly,

then you need start thinking
like the perpetrators.

I need the lav.

I put one out for you.

Thoughtful, but I never mix
business with pleasure.

Hm. All the more for me, then.

Ray.

Erm... I'm really sorry.

It's fine. You two didn't
get introduced properly.

Trudi Lowe, DS Amanda Drummond.

It's really nice to meet you
properly, but...

Nice to meet you.
Just excuse us for a second.

Yeah, course.

LeBlanc just called, he's found
the murderer in the French case.

Brilliant!
Yeah, but Gillman's gone AWOL.

LeBlanc needs our help.

I'm really sorry,
but we're gonna have to go, eh?

It's fine.
I need to head off anyway.

Thank you for the advice.

Come on!

Fuck's sake!

How do you wanna do this?
You cover the back door.

If Amanda comes with me,
Fournier will see a dining couple.

OK, let's go.

Excuse moi, Monsieur. Police.

Ne bouge pas.

No!

Oh!

Fuck!
When are you gonna come?

You're meant to be
the expert at getting fellas off.

That's right, what you're doin'
with your finger.

No! No! No! Don't stop.

Get in there!

Well, that's got shot
of the tatty water.

You were pretty tidy back there.

It was quite exciting.

Gillman, eh?
What the fuck is he up to?

Thankfully, that fossil
remains a mystery to me.

A junior employee has alleged

that Mark and Estelle
have been harassing her.

Sexually.

Will she go on the record?

You know I can't investigate
any alleged sexual harassment

unless she comes forward.

Miles, something isn't right here.

You know yourself

we have had more than our fair share
of women leaving the company.

I hate to say it,
but I'm actually starting to think

that there is a culture of silence
at Dunedin Power.

Now, look, Trudi.

We take complaints
like this very seriously,

but this girl, this Carly,

she'll need to follow
the correct grievance procedure.

People's lives and reputations
are at stake here.

Do you wanna ruin people

over something that could
turn out to be a misunderstanding,

or even a joke?

Louis. Hi.
I was worried I'd miss you.

Well, I'm here.

To say goodbye
to a trusted colleague is sad,

but if that person
is also a beautiful woman,

such farewells become deep wounds
etched into the soul of a man.

Well, I'm sure the charms of Paris
will help you get over it.

Goodbye, Louis.

Au revoir, Amanda.

I will miss you.

How's the recovery?

Some pain still,
but he hit nothing serious.

I was lucky, you know.

Georges Fournier.

A young man with such
disfiguring wounds.

No longer handsome, but interesting.

I hope he gets the requisite
romantic attention

in your prison system.

A cold-blooded killer.

True, but not your bon-bon man.

But you'll find him soon.

Optimism is the key, my friend.

I admire your ability
to be so upbeat.

The shit we see.

The evil bastards
that we have to find.

Such bastards, we get to catch them
and lock them away

so they hurt no more.

One day, we create a beautiful
garden where no weeds can flourish!

But until, we can make
the best fertiliser,

we have to pull them up by hands!

Right, le frog, let's get you
down to Waverley Station.

Get you to fuck.

Keep the ladies in your life
happy, Raymond.

That makes for good life!

Is that a French philosophy,
or a specifically LeBlanc one?

Well, in France, we say,
"If your woman's happy,

"then make love to her
and she is for staying happy.

"If she is sad, make love to her
and she will be happy."

See, that's all right
for yous Frenchie bastards!

My missus would think
I was radge if I tried all that!

Well, women are like
other partners, Douglas.

You have to talk to them.

Nah, she won't talk to me!

She thinks I won't open up
and discuss things.

So long, Louis. I need to head off.

Ah. Some poor, unfortunate paedo
needing rescuing

from his cruel incarceration, aye?

Ray, it's a police department,
it's not a one-man crusade.

You stand and fall as a team.

Aye, and what happens
if some of your teammates

are more concerned about their
pensions than catching monsters?

Hang on, you were the one that said

that you have to
think like a system to beat it.

This is different.
How?

How is it different? If people
aren't pulling their weight,

then you have to do something
to expose 'em.

The difference here
is that I'm dealing with coppers

who could teach career criminals
a thing or two about subterfuge.

Ray, baby,

you have got to stop
taking the whole weight of the world

onto your shoulders.

You're a good man.

You care.

But...

..I really need for you
to care about me, too.

It's not natural, is it?

Natural?

What happened to us?

At what point did we go from
killing for survival

to killing for kicks?

This isn't healthy.

Ray...

..come back to bed.

You still here?

What's all this?

Er, well, this is the HS2 route.

You and your trains.

No, Ray. Confectioner.

Everything happens within an hour

of these three HS2 hubs of London,
Birmingham and Leeds.

But why Edinburgh?

The high speed train
isn't going as far as Scotland.

Maybe in his mind it is.

OK, folks. So we've had
a bit of a breakthrough. Stuart.

Thanks.

OK.

I was thinking about trains.

Fucking you and your toy trains!

Wee saddo.

London, Birmingham and Leeds are all
hubs on the HS2 rail development.

These are all the girls
that have gone missing,

or been killed, near the HS2 route.

They could be linked.

Also, prior to this, two girls,
Holly Wolf and Jessica Barnes,

vanished in Ashford and Ebbsfleet.
That's nowhere near the HS2 route.

But it is near the HS1 route,
the Eurostar one.

It could be someone who
previously worked on that project.

Let's get the names
of all the contractors

who worked on the HS projects.

Get onto their HR department
for a list of the mobile employees,

where they live, what they drive.

Maybe a salesman? They get around.
They're always fucking perverts.

Is that right? All salesmen
are perverts, are they?

If Stuart's right, then Confectioner
could be responsible

for even more killings
than we thought.

There's 15 lassies here,
all unsolved cases.

London, Birmingham, Leeds,
with the odd foray up here.

One at the time of Britney's death.

Keep digging.

What, and we're sticking with the
Thomas The Tank Engine angle, aye?

Pass it!

Pass the ball.

Shoot! Shoot!

Aw!

Get the ball, then, Kylie.

Ray Lennox?
My 11 o'clock appointment, right?

I'm Sally Hart.

I just popped out
for some milk and stuff.

I live in the upstairs flat
and use this one for work.

Just through here.

Take a seat, or lie out on the couch
if you'd prefer.

So, Ray...

..you're a detective, right?

Aye, in serious crime.

That sounds serious.

So... I'm meant to spill
my darkest, deepest secrets

and we work through them?

No. It's for you to decide
what affects your life

and what you feel comfortable
talking about.

Are you OK with that?

Aye. I mean, there's not a lot makes
me uncomfortable outside of the job.

So how much time do you spend
at work, or thinking about work?

Well...

You never have to stop
picking up the rubbish and...

..it causes considerable pain
to everyone.

So, I'm selling the business
and I'm going with Alfonso to Italy.

If it's true love,
and it is true love,

you cannae waste your life
on games, right?

Right.

Gin and bitter lemon. I minded!

Thanks.

Right, I wanted to have
a proper talk with you,

like really open up about
where it is we're going wrong.

I've had a right good think
about things,

and I can see what it is I'm doing
that might be a wee bit off.

I ken I can go off on one without
giving you a word in edgeways.

Well, that's...
I don't want it now.

What I'm trying to say is,
I ken I've got my faults.

I mean, I work funny hours,

so you're bound to be saying
to yourself,

"Is he off pumping
some dirty wee whore,

"or has he got some
daft wee bird in tow?

"Cos he doesn't seem interested
in giving me the message any more."

Well, I ken that women can
go through a crisis of confidence

when they get to a certain age.

I mean, it wasn't that long ago when
you were wearing short skirts,

even though it seems like
fuckin decades.

I, mean, you must look
at younger birds and say,

"They've got it,
I've just no any more."

I... It's the mutton
dressed as lamb syndrome,

it's bound to affect
a woman's confidence,

it stands to reason.

Well, I just want you to ken
that I totally get it.

There. That wisnae as hard
as I thought it was gonna be,

and it seems to have
cleared the air.

So, are you sorted?
You comin' home, darling'?

I want a divorce.

The lawyer's papers are in there.

She's fucking nuts, by the way.

Her ma's side,
radge, the lot of them!

I knew it would come out!

What you looking at?

Carly, er, thanks
for coming to see me.

Do you wanna take a seat?

I need you to come forward.

Look, I have to leave.

You're resigning?

No.

No way.

I've thought about it, and...

..I'm going nowhere here.

Can I have a word?
Sure. I'll get us some coffees.

How's things with you and Ray?

Er, yeah, you know,
he's all work obsessed,

but it's never a total write-off.
Lucky you.

All right?

Fancy a wee bit of OT back at yours?

Dougie, you're drunk.

It would take you about a month
to come.

You eat Viagra like Smarties

and just pound away at me
as the clock rolls on and on.

Save yourself some money.

I'll pay you double time.
I'm done for the night.

I'm off home to my boyfriend
for a cuddle.

A fuckin' boyfriend!

Thanks.

For what?

Caring.

This man...

..cares about people.

It mattered to him.

I let her down.
I should have found that kid.

You're not a god,
you're a law enforcement officer.

Get a grip!

That's what I'm trying to do.

I always thought
you were a high-flier.

You're losing it.

Well, you've got your own way again.

I really hope it works out,
for both of us.

I know what's been going on.

I can't live a lie any more.

That's right. It's silly.

I mean, in this day and age.

We've been sneaking about for years.

Half our lives.

Half your lives?

Is this doing us any good?
No.

No more lies.

How long has this been going on?

It's been going on for 35 years.

Stuart?

DS Amanda Drummond.

'Hi, Amanda.
It's some bad news.

'We're getting reports of another
missing person. Some child.'

'Pretty soon now, you're gonna
have some bad news, Ray Lennox.'

Ray!

'Kylie Jones, ten years old,

'went into an open lock-up
to get a ball.'

'Forensics are all over it.

'Nothing!'

How do we catch him?!

We don't.

He's coming to us.

Seriously, I think he's gonna go.

I know, I mean, why would you?

'Windspear Hotel.'

Hi, erm, I am just calling
to confirm a booking for tomorrow.

For Mark McKendrick.

The usual room.

'Yes.'

'Room 217. All confirmed.'

OK, er, thank you.

'Thank you.'

Hello.

Mrs McKendrick?

'Yes, hi.'

I'm calling
from the Windspear Hotel.

I wanted to confirm
your appointment for tomorrow.

What appointment?

Somebody has booked you a massage
at 1:15 in Room 217.

Oh, it must be my husband.

We spent our wedding night
in that room.

Er, just to say that you can
make your way straight to the room.

There's no need
to stop at reception.

Thank you.

I need more ching to keep me awake.

You shouldnae be taking drugs
on duty, Ray.

You stick to being a drug dealer
and I'll stick to being a...

What are they?

Dexys. Dextroamphetamine.

Like speed. Better than ching
if you just want to stay awake.

Watch them with the booze,
though, eh?

But they led us away.
Told us we were worthless

and that our services
were no longer required.

That was great, son.

What, you actually sat through it?
Of course.

Listen, son, it's important
you know I'm proud of you.

You do know that, don't you?

Er...

Actually, no.

Unless pride means you are having
Ray as your obvious favourite,

and you're having me
as some sort of freak.

I mean, you did make your,

your views on my bisexuality
pretty plain.

Well, I was wrong
and I'm apologising for it.

Wow!

Well, for once, you really have
actually rendered me speechless, Da.

I mean, I could have done with this
20 years ago, but you know,

it's better late than never.

While I was unfairly
castigating your lifestyle,

I want you to know
I never loved you less.

Perversely, I even love you more
for being so open and honest,

free in a way I could never be.

Fuck's sake, Dad,
are you coming out to me?

No!

But I know how secrets
and living a lie can destroy you.

You never did that,
and I respect you for it.

Well, there is nothing
as oppressive as a secret.

No!
Danielle!

Danielle!

Get away from me!

It's not what you think.

Come on!

No!
Let me explain.

Leave me alone!

It meant nothing.
It's over!

Fuck.

Ray.

It's him.

Amanda, Stu, you take the top path.
We'll get him in a pincer!

Gill, you keep them peeled!
Yep. Yep.

Police! Don't move!

Seems to be getting dark, Ray.

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