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It's bloody unbelievable, isn't
it? One person I didn't question.

Not that we got
that much from her.

Yeah, we did.

If traffic wardens patrol
this area, we might get lucky.

They stick tickets on
anything parked out there.

You know who I
want to talk to again?

That silly cow Sharon bilkin.

She's been holding out on us.

No ticket issued to
a black or dark 4x4.

But we're having the cars
on the sidestreet checked.

Shit.

Every time we get a
break, it flatlines on us.

Come on, we're moving forward.

Is this footage from the
nightclub? Anything useful?

Not as yet. We've checked the
exterior, we're onto the interior.

Guv, I forgot. The landlady
gave me a description of a ring

worn by the man that
Louise was seeing.

It was a carnelian stone
worn on his little finger.

Well, we keep that to ourselves.

If we release it,
he just takes it off.

That's her there, isn't it?

Yes, she's looking for someone.

(Phone rings)

Hello. Joan faukland.

Sharon says that the
man Louise was seeing

didn't like her to dress tarty.

She's dressed like a tart
there. Yeah, that's just it.

Sharon reckons that maybe
she was trying to piss him off.

Maybe it worked.

Thank you.

Just had it confirmed that
there were two calls to the mobile

from the advert. But... What?

They're still tracing
the callers. Terrific (!)

Sir, this came in. It's for you.

Gloves. Ahead of you.

Sharon, this is DC Travis.

Can you call me, please? I'd
like to talk to you. Thank you.

Wait, look. That's her again.

Hold it there, Mike.

"Lp deserved to die.

Another victim will
pay the same price."

The lettering's the same,
cut from newspapers.

Spelling mistakes.

Not a black Dahlia type. You
think we'll get anything from this?

Not a chance.

No DNA, no prints.

The la examiner received
an almost identical letter.

Sir, I'm worried about Sharon.

I'm calling her, but
she's not calling me back.

Line two, guv.
It's that journalist.

Get it over to the lab, Mike.

Not that we'll get any
prints or DNA from it.

Langton. Barbara,

can you keep trying Sharon,
please? Yeah. Thanks.

This is a murder inquiry, mr
Reynolds, not some reality TV show.

You agreed on a press embargo -
you break it, I'll have you arrested.

Travis, with me.

Your boyfriend's taken
delivery of the victim's handbag.

And before you say it, I know,
it's just like the black Dahlia case.

We'll let you know,
mr Reynolds. No way!

I'm keeping my end of the bargain.
It was sent to me, it's my property.

Just trying to keep you from
making an arse of yourself.

Wait here, Travis.

Pleasant sod, isn't he?

He's under a lot of pressure.

Are you ok? You
seem a bit distant.

Working.

Free for dinner this week?

I don't know. I'll have to check my
schedule. I could be working late.

Well...

..You call me.

I could cook us dinner
one night, maybe.

You know DC Travis. This is
the journalist, Richard Reynolds.

Commander Jane Leigh. Hi.

We're not finished by any means, but
you can come and see what we've got.

I don't have long - I'm
due to give a lecture.

Here, we have the
contents of the handbag.

A... powder compact.

Two lipsticks. A small mirror.

A used tissue
with lipstick marks.

And a green leather
address book.

I'd say everything here's been
carefully chosen by your suspect.

If there was anything of
use to the investigation,

he would have
discarded it. I agree.

May I? Mm.

This is good
quality, but it's old.

Perhaps something
bought in a charity shop.

Er... excuse me. Ssh!

Sorry. Go on.

There's a residue of powder.

Smells of old-fashioned
perfume. Chypre.

Yes. My grandmother used to
wear it. It's no longer in production.

The lipsticks?

Well... this red colour's a
bit unusual for a young girl.

And again,
old-fashioned. Vintage.

Her flatmate said that she
was going for a look that was...

The pink lipstick
has been worn down.

But er... As you can see,

the head of it has been scraped.

And lastly, we have the
brown paper wrapping.

There's a smudged finger
Mark across one stamp.

That could be mine.

Right, well, we need to get
your prints taken right away.

Excuse me, could you take
him for an elimination set?

This way. Travis, stay here.

I've been studying the case
history of the Elizabeth short murder.

Anyone want a
coffee? No, thank you.

Obviously, you've
been doing the same -

comparing the notes of that case
alongside your so-called red Dahlia,

but if someone's making a sickening
mirror of the Los Angeles case,

we should take seriously
the threat to kill again.

(Thud) There was another victim

after Elizabeth short. Her
name was Jeanne axford French.

(Banging)

Can we walk to my car, please?

He used the victim's own lipstick to
write obscenities on her naked body

four weeks after the
Elizabeth short murder,

and the killer was never caught.
We've all read the book, Jane.

We've not got the t-shirt, but
we're aware of the case history.

Nevertheless, James,
I have concerns.

You've got a dangerous
killer on the loose,

and those letters aren't just
a ploy to get into the press.

I have taken every
contact seriously so far.

What I am trying
to make clear to you

is that right now you have
a killer at large goading you.

You, personally.

Someone who knew
Louise must hold a clue.

I'll keep that in
mind. You do that.

Thanks for coming, Jane.

(Engine starts) Get in the car.

(She pours her coffee away)

(Engine starts)

Do you know what that prat from
tech support added into the mix?

After intensive inspection
of the anonymous letters,

and judging by the
different sizes of the lettering,

apparently, it's possible that
the suspect could be a musician.

Concert pianist.

The handbag - it came
from the grandmother.

It was one of the items
the housekeeper listed.

Then why the hell didn't
you say so? Yeah, I tried.

Did she do a profile course?

Don't be cheeky.

I left messages for Sharon
bilkin... Then go and see her!

We've traced another girl who
answered the advert. Lisa halstead.

Lives in hampstead.

Forget it, Travis. Get
over to hampstead.

Paul, you go check
on Sharon bilkin.

If this bastard is going by the
book, we could get another victim.

In the black Dahlia case, it was a
month after Elizabeth short's murder.

The killer isn't in 1940s
Los Angeles, Paul!

He's very much alive, here
in London! Get over there!

(Buzzer)

(Rings buzzer)

Yes, it is similar. In
an odd sort of way.

You met him in the
hotel bar? Mm-hm.

He recognised me from my photo.

He introduced himself? Yes.

Mr Edwards.

He asked whether
I was Lisa halstead,

I said I was, and we
went and sat down.

Didn't even offer me a drink.

And I showed him my cv. Go on.

Well, he asked
whether I had a passport,

and where I lived, and how
soon I'd be available to begin.

The thing was that mummy
had just booked a skiing holiday,

so I said I couldn't
for a couple of weeks.

I mean, I only started
here last Monday.

And it was odd.
From being very nice,

he sort of... Well...

..He just got up, and said
he was meeting other girls,

and that he'd be in touch.

Did you see any of the other
girls? The only other girl I saw was...

You see, there
are two entrances.

And when I left, I
went out the back.

It's nearer Oxford street.

And there was another girl.

In fact, she spoke to me.

She was looking for a bar and
said she was meeting someone.

And I said if she
went up the escalator,

there were two cocktail bars,
and in the main one, she...

She could have been
meeting him, couldn't she?

Did she say anything else?

Something about... Coming
in the wrong entrance?

I remember she was
very shy. Nervous.

Could this be the girl?

Hm...

No.

No, she wasn't dark-haired.
It was sort of blonde-ish.

Oh, another thing I remember.

She really smelled of mothballs.

The labia majora are intact,

but within the vagina we
found a large piece of skin,

which was from her upper torso.

Some of the right breast
has been cut away,

and the nipple forced
into her anal passage,

which is dilated with
multiple abrasions.

This must never be released.

Not only did we find faecal
matter in her stomach,

it had been introduced
into her mouth.

She ingested it before death.

Guv.

Let's take you out. Come on.

Her body was scrubbed clean, and
the internal organs are bleach damaged.

Here you go.

I'm fine. It's...

It's ok. I just felt
like I knew her.

You didn't know her.

I think you should go home.

Do you have a handkerchief?
Your nose is running.

Sorry. Here.

Sorry.

Er... keep it.

Get off home
when you feel like it.

It's all right.

I would say she was subject
to a vicious sexual attack.

Both her rectum and vagina are
covered in cuts and abrasions...

I think we've heard
enough, Veronica.

Mike. Yeah.

Thanks, Veronica. Ok.

We've got to keep a lid on this.

But if someone's
shielding the killer...

It'll be between us and him
when we find him, and we will. Sir.

I thought I told you to go home.

A body of a white
female's been discovered

dumped in a field off the a4.

Body's covered in a red coat.

I'm having my nails
done this morning.

It's Sharon bilkin.

She only had a couple of
hundred in her bank account.

I did try and contact
her, you know.

I'm gonna bring
this answerphone in.

(Clatter)

Anna, you tried to call her.

Barolli tried. So don't
be consumed by guilt.

If there's anyone who should
feel shit over this, it's me, not you.

Well, then you're in
the wrong department.

You're in the wrong department.

Sharon's answer machine.
Will you check the messages?

There'll be a few
on there from me.

I will do, but I'm working my
way through the address book.

I've not had a night
off. Neither has Joan.

Both of us are pinned
to the computer screens.

God, I can't think straight.
She's got a migraine.

I went to Sharon bilkin's,
but there was no answer.

Maybe I should have gone back.

It wouldn't have done any good -
she's been dead at least 24 hours.

Post-mortem report.

Just like the second victim
in the black Dahlia case.

The mutilation was not as horrific,
but Sharon had been tortured

and suffered significant
pain before she died.

It's similar, but
it's not the same.

For a start, Sharon
didn't have her mouth slit.

She knew something.

She knew him.

I said the girl was
holding out on you.

Something that made him
deviate from his copycat routine.

If we can work that out, it
might lead us somewhere.

Right, we tracked down
Louise's previous employer -

a hotel in Paddington.
The pembrook.

What?

Everybody's been working
around the clock on this.

Any chance of getting
the weekend off?

Ok. Split it.

Good night.

Hi, it's Anna.

Are you still free
for dinner tonight?

Spag bol ok?

(Chuckles) Um... Well,
I'll see you at eight.

I'll look forward to it.

It was a cash deal, basically.
We have a lot of salesmen.

We're near the station
- it's very convenient.

Was she on the game?

What she did in her
own time is up to her.

Let's cut all the bollocks.

Attractive 24-year-old working
for cash in hand washing dishes.

No, no, no. She was skinny.

Bitten nails, greasy hair.

Always in need of a
bath. A right minger.

That's why we got rid of her.

She had this attitude like
she was gonna be somebody.

None of the men
here would screw her.

Show her room to me.

When was the last
time you saw Louise?

She was supposed to work,
but she took off for the day.

I told her about coming
and going as she pleased.

She had to go and
see her grandmother.

She came back very late.

Sorry, I'll go and get
ready now. Sorry?!

Get off me!

I'm gonna throw you out because
I've got a hotel full of clients

and you owe me! Take this!

You can have it! It's silver!

Don't touch me!

I don't care! I'm gonna
get a job with a dentist!

Then you're gonna need one!

She left without getting paid.

Could you give her
this if you see her?

Tell her no hard
feelings. She's dead.

(Soft music plays)

(Buzzer)

I got here as soon as I could.

Well, I'll serve up straight
away. Great, I'm starving.

The pasta's probably
a bit overcooked.

Do you want me to open this?
There's one open on the table.

(Man's voice recording): "Maybe
I can be of some assistance.

I'll tell you what I'll do.

I'll send you some of miss
pennel's personal things

she had with her when she...
Shall we say... Disappeared."

Is it me you're trying
to screw, you bastard?

"see how far you can get.
Now, I have to say goodbye.

They may be trying to trace me."

Shall I open the
bottle I brought?

It's a slightly better
vintage than this one.

I've been reading about
the black Dahlia again.

I keep going back to it.

It's sickening to think that some
maniac is trying to emulate a murder

that happened in 1947.

Why?

Draining the body of blood
before slicing her in two.

They reckon he killed
another couple of women.

Do you think that it's a
possible copycat thing?

The letter sent to me,
the package sent to me.

Do you think he's
gonna kill again?

(She pours wine)

Do you get to sleep ok?

It depends.

Sometimes, these images creep
into your head and then they stay.

You know the image
I can't get rid of?

The look in her eyes.

I never knew dead eyes held an
expression. I thought they just...

Blanked out after
the heart stopped.

But there's so much
pain in her eyes.

Did Louise's eyes have
the same expression?

Yeah.

Why would one human being
inflict so much agony on another?

What makes them that way?

Madness.

Do you have a lot of friends?

No.

Work colleagues mostly.
What about parents?

They're both dead.

Why are you asking
me all these questions?

To try and get to know you.

Well, there's not
much to know about.

Well, you've got
a nice little flat,

a good cd collection.

Not a bad cook.

And you... Are very pretty.

This is rubbish.

Gorgeous hair.

Perfect skin.

Lovely hands.

Shouldn't you be
careful? Aren't you driving?

Are you trying to tell
me I should be leaving?

Do you miss your parrot?

You said you had one.

Can we go to bed?

(Pours water from tap)

(Recorded message)
"Sharon, this is DC Anna Travis.

Can you call me, please?"

Woman: "Miss bilkin, this is hair design. I'll
need at least four hours for hair extensions..."

Woman: "Sharon, about your leg wax at 11.
Can you ring me back to confirm? Thanks."

"Sharon, this is
DC Travis again.

Will you please call
me when you get this?"

(Shaver whirs)

(Turns shaver off)

Why are you looking at me like
that? Talk to your bloody boyfriend!

He's run it front page!

It's all over the TV. Now
everyone else is picking it up!

No detail left out!

Even down to the fact Louise
pennel was forced to eat her own shit!

And if that wasn't enough, full
details of Sharon bilkin's murder!

But I didn't
discuss it with him!

Talk about sleeping
with the enemy!

I bloody warned you!

It's beyond belief. How
could you be so stupid?

You're investigating a brutal
murder. You're a detective.

You know the rules
and you've broken them.

You've passed highly confidential
information to a journalist!

Have a few too many drinks?

Do you want me off the
case? Too bloody right I do.

But I don't know if I can
spare the manpower.

Every paper will be
onto this in the morning!

I'm so sorry. This is
gonna be a nightmare.

The phones will be
hopping with nutters,

there'll be pink, blue and
yellow dahlias... I'm sorry!

Let this be a lesson to you to keep
your mouth shut and your legs crossed!

I don't like the way
you're talking to me. What?

I said I don't like
the tone you're using.

It's the same tone I
use with everybody else.

Oh, what? You think I
should treat you differently?

No, but I think you should
treat me with respect

and not jump to the conclusion
I would have given him... what?

I did not discuss the case
file with Richard Reynolds!

(Scoffs) Even his name sounds
like some cartoon character.

You stay away from the station until
I decide what action I'm gonna take!

..The look on his face!
I gotta go. I gotta go.

Dick.

Well, this is a surprise.

Not as surprised as I
was when I read that!

Waited till I was tipsy, did
you? I didn't have to wait.

You were half-cut
when I arrived.

I've been kicked off the case. I
probably don't have a career left,

but that wouldn't interest
you! You got your story,

to hell with the consequences!
I just followed what happened

on the black Dahlia murder.

Let's get you a
coffee, talk in private.

Here is your coffee!

Argh! (Groans)

Fucker! (Groans)

I've left about three
messages. Look who's here.

Surprised you've got the nerve.
You've got a lot of bottle, Travis.

No, not really, but I need to
say something to everyone.

Floor's yours.

I really fouled up, and I'm
here to say sorry to everyone.

I have no excuse, bar the fact
that I became very disturbed

after the post-mortem,

and I can only apologise.

If my stupidity has made
problems for this inquiry,

then I am deeply
ashamed and I am sorry.

Travis.

I meant what I said.
Yeah, I'm sure you did.

But it doesn't alter the facts!

What do you think your
father would have said?

He would have been
ashamed. But I want you to know

that I didn't discuss this
case far with Reynolds.

He must have read my
notebook whilst I was sleeping.

And that makes it ok? (Knock)

Yes! Third time this
woman's called in.

She keeps hanging up. Sounds scared,
but said she knows who the killer is.

It's all right. No,
it's all right. I just...

Can you please stop crying,
and then I'll be able to hear you.

I... I just can't hear you.

She's crying. I'm not
sure how to handle this.

What line, Joan? Two.

Hello, this is DC Travis.

Look, we really appreciate
anyone calling with any information.

Is it being traced?

Would you like to give
me your name, please?

If you tell me what it is,

you will feel calmer once
it's over with, I promise.

Right, I can't hear
what you're saying.

Who are you talking
about, please?

Ok, listen. If you are
afraid... Of this person,

I promise we can protect you.

She's called in three times.
Sounds absolutely terrified. Ssh!

If you don't want me to know
who you are, that is absolutely fine.

But if you do have any
information that can help us...

Shit, I can't tell if she
is drunk or stoned.

Hello? Are you there?

Hello?

Charles Henry wickenham.

Colonel Charles Henry wickenham.

Hello? We've got a name.

All right, let's not get
our hopes up just yet.

It could be a wife or a
mistress with a grievance.

We don't make a move until
we've got him checked out.

Travis.

Stay put.

The phone call came from
a phone box in guildford,

but this wickenham guy's
listed as living in a small village

10 miles from
petworth. Huge pile.

Mayerling hall. Grade ii
listed, quite a history, actually.

Apparently, Henry viii used to stay
there. Used it as a hunting lodge.

Wickenham has no police
records, but guess what?

He's a retired army surgeon.

Well-respected member
of the community.

Have you got any
details, Barbara? Yes, sir.

He's been married
twice, he's been widowed,

paid a vast settlement
in his divorce.

He's got children
from both wives -

two daughters and a son and
heir. 30-year-old Edward wickenham.

Ok, good. Good work, everybody!

Take a few hours rest. We'll
go over there in the morning.

Er... Travis.

We're going to start
with the daughters.

You spoke to the caller -
you might recognise the voice.

(Buzzer) Hello?

Ds Paul barolli, here to
see miss Emily wickenham.

Oh, all right. Top floor.

Her daddy's not
shelling out much here.

Is this about the break-in? It's
the second time in six months.

This time, they took all
my cds. It's a real pain.

No. This is detective Travis.

Have you er... Ever seen
this girl? Louise pennel.

No.

What about this girl?
Her name's Sharon bilkin.

No.

Where were you
on the 15th of June?

Gosh, um... Here, probably.

What's this about? Both
these girls were murdered.

Miss wickenham, will you have a
look at these photographs, please?

I don't know them.
They look the type.

Daddy likes them
young and tarty.

Ok. Well, this girl's body
was found near here.

God, I heard about
that. It was in the papers.

I ride past there
almost every morning.

I almost had heart failure.

Well, I wasn't here at the time.
I was in Milan with my mother.

Do you live close
by? Just there.

Rent a flat.

Who owns it? Your
father? He pays for it.

Never been inside.

I don't see him.

What about your
brother? Half brother.

Haven't seen him for months.

Do you get on?
Not into all that stuff.

What stuff?

Edward got kicked out of
school for smoking dope.

He gets a lot of stick from my
father because he's not very bright.

His late wife committed
suicide. Did she know?

What do you want to
know about Edward?

Asking all these
questions about my father.

God, it's Emily, isn't it?

She's been saying things.

Look, you can't take
seriously anything she says.

She's... got a lot of problems.

She's bulimic.

Nearly died a few years ago.

I haven't talked to your sister.

Well, I don't think I'm going
to talk to you any more.

Do you have a good
relationship with your father?

Why do you want to
know about my father?

What about your brother? Do you
have a good relationship with him?

Edward? Um... not
especially. He's my half brother.

Do you know if your father
has girls up at the house?

Maybe like the ones
we've shown you.

I wouldn't know. Er... daddy is
always having weekend parties,

but I don't go. We don't
particularly like each other.

I hardly lived at home when
I was at boarding school,

and when they divorced,
I lived with my mother.

Look at these girls again, Emily.
Both of them were brutally murdered,

and this girl - read the papers?
- She's been dubbed the red Dahlia.

Did your father ever entertain
young girls like these, Emily?

Perhaps with your brother?

I don't know! You're
frightening me!

I think you should go!

I'm not going to talk to you
any more! This is very upsetting!

And I'm not going to talk to
you, because this is my house!

And you can't be in my
house! I don't know who you are!

And I'm not going to
answer any of your questions!

Ah, commander.

Right, pay attention, everyone!

Charles wickenham is
now your prime suspect.

It's important to know what
he was like as a husband,

so interview his ex-wife
as soon as possible.

I believe your killer
has a hatred of women.

Very likely, he has
sociopath tendencies

with a compulsion
to create terrible pain.

I would also think
he's addicted to drugs.

Amphetamines to get high,
even out his hyperactive side.

He might even use morphine.

His ego is such that he will
believe he is above suspicion.

His tools of torture will,
I think, be close to him.

He'll enjoy cleaning
and inspecting them.

(Mobile phone beeps)
Just as he'll enjoy the fact

that he's under suspicion,

because he absolutely certain
that he can outwit the police.

Guv, barolli's already
over at the car park.

Very informative,
commander. Thank you.

I haven't finished.
Sorry. Go on.

The more rope you give this man,

the more he will move to
putting the noose around his neck.

It is imperative

that you have enough
evidence to arrest him.

He has some very
influential friends.

Do we know how much
he's worth? Millions.

Also got a villa in France, and he
was left his estate by his old man.

Three generations live
there, apparently, sir.

His father bought up the land
just after the war for peanuts.

Made millions from it.

It's all right for some.

My old man left me a load of
unpaid bills and a council house.

Got sent the eviction order
two weeks after we'd buried him.

So this is where daddy lives.

(Bell rings)

(Door unlocks)

Yes?

This way.

Would you just wait
in there, please?

Thank you.

Guv, the housekeeper wasn't
the woman that phoned in.

Her voice was lighter,
softer, more well-spoken.

(Footsteps approach)

I'm Edward wickenham. I
believe you wanted to see me.

Actually, it was your father
we wanted to see. Is he home?

Yes, somewhere. It's not about
these bloody congestion charges, is it?

I can't believe you've
actually had to come here.

I've told you I'll pay them.

Every week, I get a letter saying
it's double. Living in the country,

it's hard to know
where the charge starts.

The kings road?! For god's sake!

It's not about the congestion
charges, mr wickenham.

I'm detective chief
inspector James Langton.

These are detectives
Travis, Lewis and barolli.

Why do you want to see my
father? Personal matter, sir.

If you could just get him to
come and see us, please?

To be honest, I'm not
actually sure where he is.

He might be over at the stables.

Well, he's tall, dark,
what do you think?

I've paged him. But he might
be out on one of the horses.

Well, maybe you could
walk us over to the stables.

I'm not even sure
he's over there.

Why don't we go and see?

Paul, you stay here.

It's a bit of a maze, but
this is the quickest route.

We'll go through the
kitchen, out to the back door.

Are there any other
female staff in the house?

No. But mr wickenham's
girlfriend's staying here.

Which mr wickenham?
She's referring to my fiancee.

What's her name?
Gail. Gail harrington.

But she's away at a
health spa at the moment.

We could have gone round the
house, but this way's quicker. It's muddy -

we've had such
bad weather lately.

Thank you.

I'll just check if
he's in here first.

(Birdsong)

We could try the stables.

Edward: Morning.

Is my father about? No, sir.

Is he out on belmarsh? He
could be at the paddock, sir.

I have to go out, actually, so I
suggest we return to the house.

Let's just try the
paddock, shall we?

Wait here a moment, will you?

My son says you
want to speak to me!

Get Walter to check him
out - he's a bit short in front.

It might be just a shoe.

He's a bit flat this morning.

So, what's all this about?

Langton: Can we
speak back at the house?

Of course. I'll just take a
shower first, if you don't mind.

Get this over with.

Only take a moment.

Well, I don't know about anyone
else, but I could do with a drink.

Can I get you all
something? No, thank you.

No? What's all this about?

Do sit down.

I'm conducting an inquiry into
the murder of a young woman.

Louise pennel.

The newspapers have given
her the nickname "the red Dahlia."

We're also investigating the
murder of another girl - Sharon bilkin.

Possibly killed by
the same person.

One moment.

Hilda!

A light lunch for me.

I'm sorry, but if I don't warn
her, it'll be meat and potatoes.

Follow her out.

He's wearing the ring
described by the landlady.

You were saying?

Do you know this girl?

No.

Do you know this
girl? Sorry, no, I don't.

A witness - in fact, two
witnesses, without conferring,

produced this profile.

(Chuckles)

Would you say this
is a good likeness?

Of me? Yes.

Why are you showing
me these photographs

and this... Drawing, is it?

We made many requests, via the
press, for this man to come forward.

Tall, dark, grey-haired.

Now, I think this is an
exceptional likeness.

So perhaps the best
solution would be

if you agreed to come
to an identity parade.

Me? Yes, you, dr wickenham.

It's colonel wickenham!

Colonel! Colonel.

That will either eliminate
you or conversely prove

that you did, on several occasions,
visit the victim, Louise pennel.

When am I supposed to
have visited this woman?

Firstly, on April the 19th.

This year? Yes.

One moment. I'll get
my diary - it's in the study.

Well? Cool customer.

Here we are. April the 19th.

Yes, I had lunch at my club.

The st James's. Followed
by a lengthy meeting

with my ex-wife,
squabbling over money.

And my solicitor.

Can these meetings
be verified? Of course.

If you wish, I can contact them
and they'll get in touch with you.

Thank you.

You were a surgeon in
the army. Is that correct?

Yes, I was. Almost
in a past life.

I retired 10 years ago.

Obviously, I didn't need the
money... (She strikes a note)

..And I wanted to spend
more time with my children.

Do you play the piano?

Yes, I do.

My mother... Had high hopes of
my becoming a concert pianist -

hopes as high as she,
unfortunately, usually was.

So, I opted for surgery.

Thank you. You've
been most helpful.

Sorry for taking up your time.

We'll arrange an identity parade for
tomorrow. We'll send a car for you.

I don't think it'll be necessary,
once you've verified my diary.

He's a piece of work.
He's our killer. I smell it.

This is a bit
unethical. Yeah, well...

We can work round it.
I meant giving you this.

If she sees me give you
anything, she will kill me.

Jesus Christ!

Did Charles hire you? I know he
has a predilection for prostitutes.

And I also suspect he couldn't
keep his hands off his own daughter!

Edward, tell Emily I love her.

(Sobs)

You're not allowed into my flat!
I'm afraid you have no option.

Now get out of my way! Oh!

(Groans)

I can't take any more
of this. Then stop it.

Don't protect him.

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