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[door buzzes open]

John.

Back so soon?

Did you miss me?

I came to make sure you're still safely locked up.

I think you'd secretly like to see me bust out.

Talking like that only makes it harder for you.

It's only hard 'til I pull it off.

Good luck pulling it off from in there.

Does DI Carver know you're here?

Oh, John. You're partners,

you're meant to tell him everything.

What about anyone else?

Did you tell Doctor Parfit?

We're better off without him.

Parfit?

Checkmate.

[gasps]

-[Roy] What? What? -Nothing, um, bad dream.

Bad dream? You're driving a fucking car.

No, I zoned out a bit, um,

been having these sort of blackouts.

What, first someone put spyware in your head

now you're telling me you're having blackouts?

Look, I know you don't want me on the case, Roy.

I didn't say that.

Look, I wouldn't blame ya, you know, spyware, blackouts,

-seeing spiders everywhere. -Spiders?

You never mentioned fucking spiders.

Oh, didn't I? Oh, right, no, forget that one.

But we are partners, Roy.

If I come off the case, you go too.

No, this isn't about me and you,

I just wanna catch the killer that's all, nothing else.

Well, then we're on the same page

cos that is exactly what I want too.

[Roy exhales]

Where you taking us?

I've no idea.

I think I was out of it for a while back there.

Well, pull over. I'll drive.

[snoring]

-[car honking] -John!

-John, fucking wake up! -Fucking hell.

Watch me car!

-Stop shouting at me! -Pull over!

-Perhaps it's best if you drive. -Yes!

-Yeah. -Yes.

[Roy] We identified Pugh

as victim number seven late last night.

Would've been too late, guv.

He was discovered lying prostate on the ground. Died on impact.

Prostrate?

-What's that? -He was lying prostrate.

Prostate's a gland in the penis.

I thought it meant lying clopped out.

Lying prostate.

No, it's a different word.

Is it?

It's like I call the train station St. Pancras.

Yeah, that's what it's called, boss.

Huh?

Look, can we crack on with the case?

Yeah, of course.

What else can you tell me?

No, it's actually a gland behind the penis.

What is, the pancras?

No, the prostrate.

Now, the killer left something behind, boss.

We think it's a signpost to his next victim.

My God.

Guv?

This is my scarf.

[exhales]

Sick bastard must've been in my flat, that means I'm next.

-No, boss. -Don't sugar coat this, Carver.

I wasn't born yesterday.

[on PA system] Attention all SIU staff,

I want extra manpower drafted in from surrounding forces

until the Puppet Master is caught.

[sighs] Shit just got real.

Boss?

[on PA system] All leaves

cancelled with immediate effect.

Whoever nails this psycho gets a hundred grand bonus.

-[exhales] -Boss?

Isn't this your scarf?

[on PA system] Scrub that last message,

I was testing whether the PA worked,

which it does.

Back to work everyone.

Right, where were we?

Uh, we do have a potential lead, boss.

CCTV at the scene saw a juvenile male.

Apparently homeless.

We don't think he's a suspect

but we do think he was in a good position to witness the murder.

Well done, boys. Excellent work.

I want you to find this young man

and bring him to me now.

Judith?

Uh, have you seen my other coat?

It had bird shit on it so I hung it over your chair to dry.

This is amazing.

You have to see this.

Property for rent in this area is so reasonable.

Hmm, okay.

Oh, this one has a bidet.

Are you trying to tell me something?

-No. -Okay, I'll catch you later.

Of course I'm telling you something.

You and me in this same space, it is not working.

But you can't move out, all your stuff's here.

Not me. You. I can't take it anymore.

The hairs in the sink, the dubious aromas,

the dread that every time that door opens

it's gonna be you.

I mean,

obviously we have good times too.

No, you should've said.

Uh, I wanted to move out ages ago.

-Really? -God, yeah.

I didn't wanna upset you.

-[laughs] -You know what I'm saying.

You've actually done me a big favour telling me that.

Well this is great.

Hmm, I can do it today. You know, find somewhere

temporary 'til I get sorted.

I don't wanna rush you in any way.

Okay.

But I do have a deep clean scheduled for 6:00.

[Parfit laughs]

[indistinct chatter]

Hey. Have you seen this kid?

-[man 1] Nah, mate. -Look, we know he comes here.

He's not in trouble or anything,

we just wanna talk to him, yeah.

Hey, have you seen him?

[man 2] No idea, mate.

So, uh, I'm, uh,

thinking about moving out of the lab.

What's Parfit think about that?

Honestly?

She's absolutely gutted

but I'm like, you know, I mean, deal with it, Alison.

Well, will you be okay on your own?

Well, you're okay on your own.

One mad idea

would be if I moved in with you.

Fucking hell.

-Could you imagine? -Yeah.

Yeah, I could.

You know, what with you having that spare room and everything.

No, bad idea, John. Really bad idea.

-Eh? -Yeah. You should never

mix your work life and your personal life.

Yeah, but what about you and Professor McAllister?

Well, what about us?

Well, I mean, aren't you two...

No, no, no!

But that's what I'm saying, you've gotta keep them separate.

Respect the boundaries.

Right, okay, then, uh, yeah.

I'll just have to, uh, ask one of my other mates that I've got,

it's, uh, not a problem.

[Roy] Excuse me, mate, d'you know this lad?

[man 3] I dunno.

Well it helps if you look first, mate.

I'm here to serve the homeless community,

not the police.

Oh, right, so you'd only give us a hand if we were homeless?

Hmm? Well, we're not.

I have got tonnes of places I could stay.

Good for you.

I mean, do I look homeless?

D'you know what,

that comment says an awful lot about you, officer.

Anyone can find themselves homeless,

all it takes is a marriage break-up,

problems at work.

What sort of problems?

Mate, I dunno...

[Roy] Hey, lad.

Hey, wait.

Hey, wait there.

Hey. Hey, I'm talking to you.

Stop. Police.

Hey. It's all right.

You're not in any trouble. We just wanna talk to ya.

Yeah?

[whispering] Oh, for fuck sake.

Now let me tell you, dying is an utter bastard.

Have you ever died?

Oh, anyway, since then I've slept in the lab

but now Parfit's freaked out because of all of this,

uh, spyware.

You must hear this story all the time.

[screams] Shit.

[man] Will you move on, please, you're holding up the queue.

[Roy] John. Got him. Come on, let's go.

Oh, that was quick.

Oh, can I grab a carrot and coriander?

-No. -Bread roll?

Would you fuck off.

Oh, fucking lovely.

[Roy] Look, lad,

like I said, you know, you're not in any trouble,

but you might be able to help us catch a murderer.

Just let me deal with this?

No, hang on, John, he's a sensitive witness, right,

I don't think two coppers will get the best results.

Oh, let me guess,

you think your girlfriend should speak to him.

She's not me girlfriend, she's a trained psychologist.

We're the team, Carver.

Me and you, yeah?

I know how to talk to kids.

I don't think it's the best idea.

So, like, what music you into?

Like, you like Maroon 5?

Let's swing by the wild bean cafe,

yeah, grab ourselves some Pepsi Max, innit.

No, don't touch that, please.

Get off me, you fucking weirdo.

-John. -Prodding and poking.

What's the matter with ya?

Think he does need a psychologist, Carver,

there's something wrong with him.

Hello?

Oh. Hi, Professor McAllister.

I recognise you. I, I, I have all your books, so.

Uh, I'm, I'm so sorry to kick you out of your room,

we've got a sensitive witness.

No, God, it's fine. No, I mean, this is the best place for it.

Everybody spills their secrets in here.

It must be, um,

tricky

working together when you've been in a relationship.

Oh, God. Oh.

I'm so sorry, that is...

it's none of my business. I'm sorry.

Uh, no it's, it's fine I'm just surprised

cos, um, Roy's usually

so guarded about his, um, personal life but--

Roy? No, it... Um,

so I was talking about DI Major

because you two were married, weren't you?

Right. Yeah, him. Hmm, yeah, ten years.

Yeah, totally over him.

But not over Roy?

Uh, ri... Uh, well, uh, he's all yours. The room, yours.

[male on PA system] Welcome to HMP, Plissken.

Please be aware no drinking, smoking or escaping.

[door buzzes open]

[Helen] John.

Back so soon?

Did you miss me?

This isn't a dream, is it?

Do you dream about me?

No.

I dream about you.

Every night,

I dream that you're in here with me

and I finish you off with my bare hands.

You said you could help with the case.

And you turned me down.

-I changed my mind. -Why?

Because if you demonstrate your importance to DI Carver,

you can win back his affections from the psychologist.

I see you, John.

I see how lonely you are.

You can talk to me.

Can you help or not?

-The killer left this scarf. -Clue to his next victim.

How do you know?

I do know because I've got that spyware in your--

Yes, yes, I keep forgetting.

But I can give you so much more, John.

I can advise you. Share my experience.

You may wanna take notes.

[Sarah] You seem a bit uncomfortable,

so I'm gonna try a little technique with you,

if that's okay?

It's a very gentle hypnosis.

I need you to sit back, relax.

[remote beeps]

Close your eyes,

let the rest of the world fade away into nothing.

[Roy] Where've you been?

Comparing the kill pattern with lunar cycles.

What?

Partial match could help predict future murders.

What, you come up with that yourself?

Yeah, course. Who else would it be?

Huh, she's not the only one with insight, Roy.

Let's have a look.

[Sarah] Feel your body starting to melt,

like a snowman in the warm sun.

Starting with the tips of your fingers and your toes.

Let those thoughts come up to the surface now.

How does that feel?

Lonely. So, lonely.

[Roy] What?

[Sarah] Still...

Parfit's throwing me out, Carver doesn't want me,

even the soup kitchen won't serve me.

John. John.

-Eh? -Shit.

I haven't cleaned my teeth this morning.

Let's get you some fresh air, eh? Eh?

-[John] I feel so lonely. -Okay.

[John] And angry, like I could lash out.

[Roy] Ooh. All right, mate. No, lashing out come on.

-[metal detector beeping] -[groans softly]

[grunts]

You got somewhere to go?

Oh, I'm just renting

until I've found somewhere more permanent.

Um, I can give you the address

in case you ever wanna pop round.

Wait. Oh.

Here.

Oh, we had some good times together, didn't we?

I cannot even begin to list them.

D'you remember when I

photocopied my arse over your research notes?

I do indeed.

You told me to stop and I did.

Only once you worked out how to use the 3D printer.

Well, uh,

bye for now.

-John. -Yeah?

Come here.

We should finish this thing properly.

[grunts] Oh, sh... ow.

What the fuck?

Disconnected the location tracker.

All location data, past, present and future is erased.

You're a real boy now, Pinocchio.

Go get 'em.

Um, I just...

-Put the box down. -Yeah, I'll. Yeah.

Open the door and then pick it back up.

-Yeah. -There you go.

-Yep, you got it. -I got it!

Got it. Ha. Uh, see ya.

[Sarah] I have tried every trick in the book,

that kid's not talking.

Oh, it's all right.

Just have a night off shall we, eh?

Yeah.

What you doing?

No one here knows about us.

Oh, I'd heard you were very guarded about your private life.

It's not worth the hassle.

Oh, yeah, anyway, not here.

Fine. Okay. Well,

I will see you at the bar.

Hmm.

Good evening, DI Carver.

[Roy chuckles]

Not got a home to go to?

You had anything to eat?

Um,

there's a, a Maccy-Ds round the corner,

it's open 24 hours.

Kinda peckish myself.

If you want, we could both go.

Get off me, paedo.

Yeah.

[sighs]

You know, John,

I might even miss you round here a little bit.

Then again, probably not. Urgh!

Hello, DI Carver. How are you today?

See what I did there?

I said hello so it looked like we arrived separately.

Very clever.

Yeah, well I am a top psychologist.

Professor McAllister, a proposition for you.

I've been thinking,

we could use your skills round here permanently.

Oh, is, is this a job offer?

Well, you two seem to rub along together pretty well,

how about making this official?

Um, uh, yeah, I'll think about it.

Good.

-What d'you think? -What d'you think?

Yeah, I think... yeah.

-[Roy] Could work. -[Sarah] Hmm.

Morning.

Hi, mate.

Hmm.

Beautiful morning.

Yeah, it is, innit?

[sighs] Get up to much last night?

No, bit of a, bit of a quiet one.

Yeah, nah, me too.

Settling into the new place.

Nice.

Had a little drink like, you know,

with it being my birthday. [exclaims]

Oh, shit, mate. Look, I'm so sorry.

Hmm? Oh, that's okay.

No, you should've said.

No, no, no, no.

Well, look, I mean all the other years

we've gone out for a bevvy, haven't we?

I suppose they were all the years

when you've remembered my birthday.

Well there's no need for that, John.

[Judith] You need to see this.

Just arrived, courier.

Shit.

Shit, the bastard must've been watching us.

Get that to forensics.

Let's, let's interview all the bar staff,

one of them must've seen someone.

You said you had a quiet night in?

Can we do this later, John?

"Don't mix work with social life, John."

Respect the boundaries. You fucking hypocrite.

Look, we went for a drink. No big deal.

I'm offended.

Sarah just wanted to, uh, discuss the case--

Oh, right, it's Sarah now, is it?

I'm not gonna call her Professor am I when we're... When, when...

[mimics Roy] When you're what?

I mean, you can do if you like.

-You're not helping. -[John] Why didn't you

tell me the truth?

Because I knew you'd react like this.

No, you lied to me on my birthday.

Yeah, because, John, you can be very melodramatic.

-But it was my birthday! -[officer clears throat]

I'm ready to talk.

Right. Uh, yeah, come on I'll find us a room.

No.

To him.

He, uh,

wants to speak to me.

I'll find us a room.

They all forgot my birthday yesterday, you know.

Yeah? Happy birthday.

Oh, cheers.

Get that to forensics.

We're the same you and me.

Both men,

in a room,

at a table.

Both alone

not knowing who to trust.

Yeah.

But you can trust me.

I told you about my birthday, didn't I?

Happy birthday.

Yeah.

You saw the murderer, right?

Talk to me, Reece.

Who did you see?

It was...

Yeah?

Tell me.

It was...

your mum.

[laughs]

You cocky little shit.

I'll get an officer to drive you back.

Uh, no!

What?

Don't do that.

Why not, Reece?

He won't talk to me for days now.

That might not be a bad thing,

means you can focus on other things.

More important things.

[door opening]

I cracked him.

Good job one of us is focused on the case.

I didn't believe him at first.

He had a picture on his phone.

-[video playing on phone] -[woman moaning]

Yeah, not that one, uh, swipe across.

[Roy] Is that the killer?

You can't see his face.

Look, even if you enhance it, you're never gonna recognise

-who that is. -No, not the man,

the vehicle he gets into.

Shit.

It's one of us.

Ooh, there it is.