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[ Dramatic music plays ]

[ Door closes ]

[ Indistinct conversations ]

Rita O'Keefe, sir.

53, unemployed,

lives with her nephew,\NGarry Ashe.

He found her when he got back\Nfrom a night out at 1:15.

Nephew says she drinks,

often brings men back here.

For money?

Sometimes.

Well, that's what he implied.

Pathologist's on his way.

But there's at least\Nsix stab wounds, maybe more.

Nothing on the hands.\NNo sign of a struggle.

It's horrific.

Sir, a neighbor, Dorothy Scully,

said she saw the nephew\Nleaving just after midnight.

He said he got back at 1:15.

Well, she says\Nshe definitely saw him,

and he was carrying\Na blue plastic bag.

And we just turned up this.

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Mr. Ashe,\NI'm Chief Inspector Dalgliesh.

I'm leading the investigation\Ninto your aunt's death.

I'm sorry for your loss.

Thank you.

MISKIN: Remind me what time\Nyou arrived home tonight.

It's in my statement.

Which you took.

Is it possible you\Ncould have arrived home

earlier than you suggested?

"I was out riding\Nmy motorbike until 1:15."

Anyone see you?

I wear a helmet,

and I don't stop to take\Npeople's names as I pass.

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I need you to come to\NScotland Yard with me, Mr. Ashe.

Not convenient. Tomorrow.

Garry Ashe, I'm arresting you\Non the suspicion

of murder of Rita O'Keefe.

Oh, you don't want to do this.

You do not have to say anything\Nunless you wish to do so,

but whatever you do say\Nmay be taken down in evidence.

Disappointing scent,\NDS Miskin.

What's the word?

Vulgar.

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[ Theme music plays ]

VENETIA: We've already heard\Nfrom the landlord

of the Royal Oak

that Mrs. O'Keefe\Nwas one of his regulars.

She'd been in the pub\Ndrinking heavily

until 11:00 on the night\Nin question.

Let's turn to the murder weapon.

Can you remind the court\Nwhere it was found?

It was found\Nin a blue plastic bag

hidden underneath a privet hedge\Neight doors down from --

VENETIA: Where prints found\Non the knife?

No, it had been wiped clean.

VENETIA: So you're asking us\Nto believe

that Mr. Ashe brutally murdered\Nhis beloved aunt

who provided\Na roof over his head

after a lifetime in care

and that he wiped\Nthe knife clean

and decided to dispose of it,\Nnot somewhere else,

somewhere in the vast realms\Nof the metropolis,

but in a neighbor's hedge\Neight doors down.

Perhaps he wasn't\Nthinking clearly.

Or perhaps it was just...\Narrogance.

VENETIA: Dorothy, I know\Nyou are an honest woman,

and I know you're going\Nto tell the truth in court.

Yes, I am.

VENETIA: And I think you\Nunderstand that the case

for the prosecution rests\Nalmost entirely,

it appears, on your\Nidentification of the man

you saw coming out\Nof Mrs. O'Keefe's house

at midnight the night she died.

It was him. Her nephew.

You're looking very\Nsmart today, Dorothy.

Is that a new jacket?

Bought it for the court.

VENETIA: And your glasses look\Nvery smart, too.

They're also new.

Yes. In fact,\NI paid a visit to your optician.

He tells me he had need\Nto increase your prescription

three weeks ago.

He was also able to supply me\Nwith a pair of glasses

made to the prescription\Nyou were using

on the night\NMrs. O'Keefe was murdered.

Quickly, please.

Mr. Ulrick,\Nmy highly efficient pupil,

will hand them to you.

Can you put them on, please?

Are you approximately the same\Ndistance from Mr. Ulrick

as you were from the man you saw

leaving Mrs. O'Keefe's house\Nthat night?

I would say so, yes.

Can you tell me how many\Nfingers he's holding up?

Um...

Two?

[ Spectators murmuring ]

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CLERK: Do you find\Nthe defendant, Garry Ashe,

guilty or not guilty of murder?

Not guilty.

[ Spectators murmuring ]

Pleasure. Well done.

Venetia.

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[ Gavel bangs ]

[ Gunshots ]

[ Buzzer ]

Not bad.

It's only my second session.\NSo yes, it wasn't.

Daniel Tarrant.

- Kate Miskin.\N- Yes, I know.

You were with Dalgliesh\Non the Garry Ashe case.

That must have been gutting.

It was,

knowing a dangerous man's\Nbeen freed

to walk the streets.

She's quite something, I hear --\Nthat barrister.

Apparently she runs rings\Naround everyone.

[ Buzzer ]

Maybe see you around.

What are you talking about?

You can't stop us.\NI'm 18.

No, no, no.

Aren't you supposed to\Ncongratulate me?

Look at me, Octavia.

He's making a fool of you.

- He wants you for your money.\N- Right.

Yeah, that's what\Nhe said you'd say.

You're not to see him anymore.

But he loves me.

He doesn't love anyone.

Just because you don't love me,

it doesn't mean\Nno one else ever will.

Just because no one's\Never loved you.

Sorry.

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I'm sorry.

Mr. Ulrick.

Have you done the prep\Nfor Colchester yet?

Not quite,\Nbut I'm nearly there with it.

Well, get there.

I want it on my desk\Nbefore you leave.

Um, the partners' meeting,\NMiss Aldridge --

they've just started.

Have they now.

[ Telephone rings ]

[ Laughs ]

Gentlemen, what have I missed?

Apologies, Miss Aldridge.

We weren't sure\Nyou'd be attending.

I can't think why.

I've never missed\Na single partners' meeting.

You are 20 minutes late.

Well, some of us have cases\Nto argue, Hubert.

We can't all stand around\Nlooking out of the window

trying to remember\Nwhat day of the week it is.

Um, we were just discussing\NValerie Caldwell.

We're all agreed that\Nwe should make her contract --

I think she should go.

She's just about competent,\Nbut she's inexperienced,

and no other\Nrespectable chambers

has a -- a dollybird\Nfor a clerk.

- Ye gods.\N- Miss Caldwell is

proving herself\Na very efficient

and organized clerk.

You want to get\Nyour hand up her skirt.

It's what everyone's whispering.\NIt's embarrassing.

- You're making a fool of us.\N- Madam. Madam.

Too far.

We should appoint people\Non merit,

not because of their sex

or how they look\Nor who they're related to.

Oh, which is aimed at me,\NI assume.

Well, Mr. Ulrick,

your son's hardly\Nshaping up well, is he?

When I become Head of Chambers,

I will systematically\Ndeconstruct the old boys' club.

Have you set a date\Nfor your retirement yet,

or is that something else you're\Ndiscussing behind my back?

You said you weren't interested\Nin Head of Chambers.

I've changed my mind.

Everyone else\Nwill have to wait their turn.

The only -- The only thing\Nembarrassing this chambers

- is you.\N- Really? Why would that be?

The cases you choose to take on.

- You mean the unwinnable ones...\N- IRA terrorists, pedophiles --

...which I then proceed to win?

Everyone deserves\Nlegal representation.

Garry Ashe.

We're still suffering\Nthe fallout from that.

- What's next? Beelzebub.\N- Perhaps we could --

Can I speak to you outside,\Nplease?

Drysdale, now, please.

Because I'm asking you to.

I've done enough for you.

LAUD: Venetia, all I'm saying --

VENETIA: Just bloody do it.

[ Bell tolls ]

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[ Telephone rings ]

Venetia speaking.

MRS. BUCKLEY:\NWhat do I do, Miss Aldridge?

She's with him now.

He won't leave.

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[ Telephone rings ]

Good morning.\NPawlett Court Chambers.

This is Mrs. Buckley.\NIs Miss Aldridge there?

- I don't think so, Mrs. Buckley.\N- Miss Caldwell.

MRS. BUCKLEY: You see, her bed\Nhasn't been slept in...

The florist at Holborn Station\Nhas lovely flowers.

As far as I'm aware,\NI'm first in.

I thought these might\Nbrighten up your corner.

Thank you, Mr. Langton,\Nbut you really shouldn't have.

MRS. BUCKLEY: I'm worried.\NIt's most unlike her.

[ Knock on door ]

CALDWELL: Miss Aldridge.

Miss Aldridge, I --

[ Breathes shakily ]

[ Indistinct conversations ]

OFFICER: You step aside now.

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...would be useful.

Yes, ma'am.

DS Miskin,\Nthis is DS Donald Tarrant.

- He's joining the team.\N- Pleased to meet you.

Hi. It's her, sir.

The barrister who defended\NGarry Ashe.

The clerk, Valerie Caldwell,\Nfound the body

when she opened up this morning.

Miss Aldridge's housekeeper\Ncalled to say

her bed hadn't been slept in.

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[ Gags ]

Start taking names\Nand addresses, please.

Yes, sir.

KYNASTON: Not a sight\Nwe're likely to forget.

Designed to shock.

Well, the blood's certainly\Nbeen staged.

It's not hers.

Rigor, temperature, smell

all says she's been dead\Nbetween 12 and 14 hours.

So either the blood\Ncontained an anticoagulant

or it was poured later.

And this looks like\Nour fatal wound.

A narrow slit\Nabout an inch long.

Dagger.\NSomething sharp on both sides.

- MISKIN: You can't go in there.\N- TARRANT: Stop there, please.

We have a right to know\Nwhat's happening.

Oh, my God.

Chief Inspector Dalgliesh.\NI'm from Scotland Yard.

Hubert St. John Langton.\NI'm Head of Chambers.

This is Desmond Ulrick.

This is unspeakable.

My, uh -- My blood's missing.

What do you mean, Mr. Ulrick?

My son has anemia.\NHe needs regular transfusions.

I had some taken\Nthe day before yesterday.

It was in my fridge.

Matthew had a bad reaction\Nto some foreign muck

he was given last year,\Nso he only uses mine.

I have it taken\Nfrom a clinic nearby.

Why store it here?

Because he's a pupil here.

It's easier for him\Nto collect it

and take it to Guy's Hospital.

When did you last see the blood?

Around 5:30 yesterday evening,\NI should say.

DALGLIESH: Is that when you left\Nfor the night?

No, I left at 7:15.\NI was the last to leave.

Uh, except Venetia.

So you were the last\Nto see her alive?

I don't know.

Probably not.

Mrs. Carpenter,\Nthe cleaning lady,

comes in later in the evening.

Where did you go\Nafter you left, Mr. Ulrick?

I went straight to supper\Nwith Matthew.

He was --

Look, I'm --\NI'm going to say this

because you will hear it\Nsoon enough.

None of us liked her.

She wasn't a nice woman,\Nbut..

No, even she --\NEven she didn't deserve this.

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You saw the wig\Nwhich Miss Aldridge was wearing?

Is that one which\Nbelongs to her?

It looks more like\Na judge's wig than...

It's my grandfather's.

It should be in its wig box\Nin my room.

I must check to see\Nif Miss Caldwell is all right.

Mr. Langton.

Did Miss Aldridge\Nown a paper knife?

Well, I don't think so.

I don't know.

You presented her with one,\NHubert,

after 20 years of partnership.

Oh, yes.

It was a miniature\NSword of Justice.

Where's DS Tarrant\Ntransferred from?

Vice.

Are you okay with it?

Sure.

The Standardalways has a pink\Nfinancial section, doesn't it?

Yes, I think so.

It's not here.

So if the paper knife is our\Nweapon, which is looking likely,

maybe the killer\Nused the newspaper

to wipe it or conceal it.

Venetia admits her killer.

The killer moves\Nover to the desk.

Venetia stays by the door.

It's someone she's hoping\Nto get rid of quickly.

The killer picks up\Nthe paper knife,

comes back over,

stabs her through the heart,

and is then dragged back\Nover towards the chair.

And then the killer goes\Nand gets the blood and the wig,

both of which\Nthey must have known about.

Except there's a time lapse.

Miles thinks the blood\Nwas poured later.

OFFICER: No. I'm sorry.

TARRANT: Excuse me. Sorry.

- Excuse me.\N- TARRANT: What is it?

I need to speak to Detective\NChief Inspector Dalgliesh

- as soon as possible.\N- Not possible, I'm afraid.

Not possible.

I think that I\Nand I alone

can unlock the identity\Nof Venetia Aldridge's murderer.

Good for you.\NYou can contact Scotland Yard.

Please.

My mother always said sweet tea\Nis best for shock.

Thank you.

DALGLIESH: How long have you\Nbeen cleaning here,

Mrs. Carpenter?

About a year.

And what time did you\Nbegin work yesterday evening?

8:00.

I like to be punctual.

I always hear the clock

on the Temple Church\Nas I unlock the door.

DALGLIESH: So the door to\NChambers was definitely locked?

Oh, yes. Yes.

I cleaned reception first\Nand then the lawyers' rooms.

I did see Miss Aldridge's light\Nwas on,

but I never disturb her\Nwhen she's working.

Did you hear any noise\Ncoming from her room?

No.

In Mr. Ulrick's room,

did you notice whether the blood\Nin his fridge was missing?

No, because he doesn't\Nlike me to clean his fridge.

He's very particular.

[ Knock on door ]

Sir.

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It looks like it's been wiped.

I didn't know it was in there.

No one ever goes in there.

It must have been\Nvery shocking for you --

discovering\NMiss Aldridge's body.

When did you last see\NMiss Aldridge?

When she came out\Nof the partners' meeting

yesterday afternoon around 4:00.

She went straight to her rooms.

I leave work at 6:00.

I knew she was still here.

And Mr. Ulrick was still here.

The Evening Standard.

Does Chambers\Nhave it delivered?

[ Bicycle bell dings ]

[ Praying in Latin ]

Sorry.

I was told I'd find you here.

My sanctuary.

Beautiful.

These angels and saints\Nguard the law from corruption.

Was Venetia Aldridge corrupt?

Is that why her murderer\Nmocked her profession

in the way they did?

No.

She was honest.

Difficult, argumentative.

But she believed in the law\Nas firmly as I do.

When you took her\Nthe Evening Standardyesterday,

did it contain\Nthe pink financial pages?

Well, I didn't take her\Na newspaper.

Your clerk said\Nit was a peace offering.

There had been an argument\Nat the partners' --

I didn't take her the paper.

When you left\NChambers yesterday,

did you go straight home?

I was at home at the usual t--\NYes.

What time would you\Nhave arrived?

7:30.

I'm sure my housekeeper\Ncould confirm that.

- Why do you --\N- Thank you.

What was the argument about?

At the partners' meeting?

Venetia and Drysdale Laud.

They both want to succeed me\Nas Head of Chambers.

Venetia is next in line,

but Drysdale sees it\Nas a stepping stone

to becoming a QC.

So, how long have you\Nworked with the boss?

Nearly 18 months.

How long\Nhave you been on the force?

Six months.

They're trying this new\Ngraduate fast track idea.

LAUD: I honestly\Ncan't believe it.

Where was she found?

Behind her desk.

I'm told you argued with her\Nat the meeting yesterday.

Well, no, we were all arguing.

It's par for the course.

Did you argue about who would\Nsucceed as Head of Chambers?

No, and let me save you\Na lot of time and effort.

Rivalries over Head of Chambers,

arguments over which\Ncases to take on --

They happen in every Chambers\Nup and down the land.

Day in, day out.

And they do not constitute\Nreasons to commit murder.

So what was the argument about?

It was a private matter.

Oh, God.

She wanted me to speak\Nto her daughter, Octavia.

I know the girl a little.

Venetia and I have been friends\Nfor a long time.

But yesterday, Venetia told me

that Octavia started\Nseeing someone.

Saying she was engaged.

Venetia wanted me to intervene\Nto try to stop it.

Why? Did she not approve\Nof the boy?

MISKIN:\NThe daughter is called Octavia.

[ Doorbell rings ]

I'll lead.

No, she didn't.

Because it's Garry Ashe.

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I think it would be better\Nif we spoke alone.

Why?

Ashe is my fiancé.

What is this, anyway?

We have some very bad news,\NOctavia.

I'm afraid your mother\Nwas found dead this morning.

She's not dead.

I saw her yesterday.\NShe was fine.

It wasn't a natural death.

Murder.

MISKIN: I'm very, very sorry.

It happened sometime\Nyesterday evening.

We'll know more\Nafter the postmortem.

We had nothing to do with it,\Nokay?

So don't start that.

- I wasn't --\N- You can't pin this on Ash.

He was here,\Nand the Buckley was here, too,

cooking us supper.\NYou can ask her.

The three of us were here\Nall evening and all night.

Mrs. Buckley says\Nshe'll come up and sit with you.

I don't want her.

I don't need anyone.

I've got Ashe.

Our boss will want\Nto see you both.

Inspector Dalgliesh?

Chief Inspector, yes.

We very much look forward\Nto seeing him,

Kate.

Are you okay?

It's him.\NI know it's him.

The housekeeper seems sure

he didn't leave here\Nyesterday evening.

Maybe he got someone\Nto do it for him.

It's not his style.\NHe's a loner.

Most psychopaths are.

Did you do this?

Ashe knows about birds.

We're doing it together.

I didn't know you were\Nan ornithologist, Garry.

You don't know anything\Nabout me, Mr. Dalgliesh.

Would you wait outside, please?

I want to speak\Nto Octavia alone.

He's told me all about you

and you,

about how you tried\Nto stitch him up

after his auntie died.

We were doing our job.\NThere was evidence.

Yeah, which you planted.

How did you meet?

At a club.

We started dancing.\NHe bought me a drink.

He didn't even know who I was.

Octavia, your mother is dead.

And it wasn't a random killing.

It was almost certainly\Nsomeone who knew her.

Are you absolutely certain\Nthat Ashe didn't leave

this flat yesterday evening,\Neven for a short time?

Certain.

It's bad luck.

DALGLIESH: He has a solid alibi.

It's too much of a coincidence.

The girl, yeah, she could easily\Nbe covering for him.

Not the housekeeper.\NNo way.

He could have found a way\Nto sneak out the house.

He may be a psychopath,\Nbut he's not supernatural.

We now know from Mrs. Buckley\Nthat she spoke to Venetia

just after 7:30\Non the telephone.

So with Kynaston's\Nconfirmed estimate,

we now have a window\Nfor time of death --

7:45 to 9:00.

How are we doing\Nwith other alibis?

Laud and his wife definitely\Npicked up their theater tickets.

The box office manager\Nremembers Laud.

Ulrick and his son --

I called the restaurant

where they had a reservation\Nfor dinner.

They confirmed they were there,

but the reservation\Nwasn't until 8:00, so...

Carpenter --

ample opportunity,

no clear alibi,

but no motive.

Which leaves us with Langton.

TARRANT:\NYes. Now we're talking.

Langton's housekeeper says

he wasn't home yesterday\Ntill after 9:00.

An hour and a half\Nafter he claims.

But his memory seems poor.

He's certainly got something\Ntroubling him.

I found him praying\Nfor forgiveness.

Look, I'm not ruling Ashe out\Naltogether,

but we can't make him\Na priority.

He has an alibi, and he has\Nno access to Chambers.

He could have talked his way in.

Can we at least\Nput a tail on him?

No, I can't justify it.

Kate.

Hi.

I was a little dismissive\Nearlier.

I shouldn't have been.\NI apologize.

It's me.

My cardinal sin,\Nrushing to judgment.

I know this is going\Nto be difficult for you.

It's fine.

It was never going to be\Njust the two of us forever.

I meant about Ashe.

I know you felt responsible when\Nwe failed to get a conviction,

but you weren't.\NI was.

I failed to properly test\Nthe evidence.

Look, if you want to step back\Nfrom this case --

I don't want you to,

but I would\Ncompletely understand.

I don't want to step back.

Okay.

Night, sir.

Night, Kate.

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What was Mr. Langton's\Nrelationship

with Miss Aldridge like?

I don't think\NMr. Langton's very well.

He can't remember things.

He gets scared, angry.

I have to say, I think\Nhe actually hated Venetia.

I've heard him calling her\Nall sorts of things

under his breath.

Was this because of the sort\Nof cases she was bringing in?

Partly that.

Partly that she's a woman,

and women are everywhere now.

Maybe even in Number 10 soon.

He's got a thing about me.

He finds any excuse he can\Nto touch me.

Put his arm around my waist,

accidentally brush against me.

He follows me sometimes,

turns up where I am.

He comes and watches me sing\Nin the choir at Temple Church.

Stares at me like he's...

Have you spoken to him\Nabout it?

No.

And in a way,\Nit's easy to deal with.

He's just an old man\Nwho's going senile.

But...

There's a look in his eye\Nlike...

it's not just\Nharmless flirtation.

Look into Hubert Langton's\Npast marriages, relationships.

Any complaints made against him,

- especially by women.\N- Sir.

See if there's a pattern\Nof behavior.

This is so important.

Detective Chief Inspector.

May I have a word with you,\Nplease?

Just, look -- Just --\NJust a moment, please.

- Sorry. Sorry.\N- Who's that?

Edgar Froggart.

He was outside Chambers\Nyesterday,

claiming he has the key\Nto Aldridge's murder.

I've spoken to him.

All he's got are\Na load of old scrapbooks.

I'll talk to him.

He's just a crank who hangs\Naround murder trials, sir.

I was very close to Venetia\Nwhen she was growing up.

Very close indeed.

I was her mentor in many ways.

The man who introduced her\Nto the law.

Were you her teacher?

FROGGART: Strictly speaking, no.

I was a teacher at her father's\Npreparatory school for boys.

And ever since, I have\Nfollowed her career closely,

attending many of her trials,

recording the brilliance\Nof her arguments.

What has this to do\Nwith her death, Mr. Froggart?

I have a detailed chronicle\Nof her professional life,

Detective Chief Inspector.

And it occurs to me\Nthat her murderer

may lurk within these pages.

A disappointed client,\Nan ex-prisoner with a grievance.

This is a loan of my precious\Nresource, Chief Inspector.

I know it will be of use.\NGood day.

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Janet Carpenter walked into\NPawlett Court Chambers

18 months ago\Nand asked for a cleaning job.

She was directed to the agency,\Nand they gave her a job

in a different chambers,\Nbut she badgered them constantly

until she was transferred\Nto Pawlett Court.

She moved to London\Nfrom a village

near Winchester 18 months ago

and gave character references\Nfrom the local solicitor

and the vicar's wife.

And she's been attending\Nall of Venetia's trials.

She knew about the wig\Nand the blood,

and she probably knew\Nabout the paper knife.

And she was in Chambers\Nwhen Venetia died.

Can we bring her in?

Not yet. We need more.\NI want you to follow her.

I want you to see where she's\Ngoing, who she's talking to.

We'll look into her past.

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Margaret Jackson?

Yes?

Detective Sergeant Kate Miskin.

This is Detective\NChief Inspector Dalgliesh

from Scotland Yard.

Oh, right.

May we ask you some questions\Nabout Janet Carpenter?

We believe you provided\Na job reference for her.

Janet. Is she still alive?

[ Police radio chatter ]

MARGARET:\NJanet had a daughter, Dawn,

and Dawn's marriage broke down,

and she and Janet's\Ngranddaughter

came to live with her.

Daisy.

She was a lovely little girl.

She sang in our choir.

She went out riding her bike one\Nafternoon and didn't come back.

There was a police search.

We all joined in.

She was found in the woods\Nabout three miles away.

She'd been assaulted

and murdered.

This was Anthony Beale.

That's right. You remember?

Janet was remarkable, really.

She went to the trial every day.

She saw him put away for life.

But Dawn, she couldn't go on.

She took her own life.

In the woods\Nwhere Daisy was found.

We lost Janet after that,\Nreally.

I tried to talk her out of\Ngoing to London.

I knew she didn't know\Nanyone there,

but she said\Nshe wanted a new start.

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DISPATCH: Control to Sierra 15.

Sierra 15 to Control.\NReceiving.

DISPATCH:\NWe need you to return to base.

[ Telephone rings ]

- Dalgliesh.\N- TARRANT: It wasn't Venetia.

According to Beale's file,\Nhis defense was a guy

called Curtis, local,\Nbased in Winchester.

Beale was a repeat offender,\Nwasn't he?

Yes. Southampton, 1971.

Summer, I think.

TARRANT: Just a sec.

It was a similar case.\NA young girl on a bike.

Here we are.\N"Southampton. Not guilty."

He was represented\Nby Venetia Aldridge.

Shit.

She got him off\Nand he killed again.

Okay, get over to Carpenter's\Nnow and bring her in.

- We'll be back by 5:00.\N- TARRANT: Yes, sir.

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[ Indistinct conversation ]

[ Doorbell ringing ]

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Ohh.

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