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[Angela] I have to do something, but what can I do?

I have a son. I have to think of my son.

I want to tell my father but he worries about his heart all of the time.

I can't do that to him.

But every day I know we might be in danger.

What can I do?

I spoke to Ruben again.

I tried calling him in the morning so that I could catch him sober.

But he was drunk.

I need to speak to him.

I need to tell him that they came to see me.

To show me that they can get to me. Get to Luke.

He was German.

I found him in the house one day just standing in the kitchen.

-[indistinct chatter] -[Angela] And he said, "Stop it."

That's all. "Stop it."

Then two days later, the cooker exploded.

I have to think about my son. What can I do?

I have to do the moral thing.

[typewriter clicking]

[Angela] All I can do is type what I remember.

When Ruben is drunk, he talks about Mainline.

I don't know what he means but I think he is afraid of Mainline.

[Nina] Mainline... It's something to do with Ruben.

It is something to do with his work at Rustin Wade.

-You'll have to go back there. -Yeah, they're not gonna tell us.

That's why we're police, Bobby. We find things out.

So how's Linda?

[indistinct chatter]

[Walti] Eighteen years without a blemish, and they bring you in on a tip-off?

They had to do their job, Walti.

They said they had a tip-off that it took some cash from Ruben Locana's dealer.

They wouldn't say who gave them the information.

-Just someone "reliable." -We know who it was. Waingrow.

If he were doing this to you, you know what it means.

-It means we are close to something. -It means it's war.

[door opens]

[Alec] Gunnar Buchleitner.

Ex-Austrian military. Graduated to the Heeresnachrichtenamt.

Yeah, Austrian Secret Service.

Alec presumes everyone knows everything. Like him.

-He left them in 2013. -Who did he work for after that?

There's no trail. Europol are searching his house.

Blokes like him, they have these wonderful practical skills they've learned.

They're not exactly gonna be a milkman.

You know, I wonder how much he'd charge to kill a GP?

What his rate was for knocking off a lad medicated up to his nostrils?

-Look, "Mainline." What does that mean? -Oh.

It's gone from being an "unknown" unknown to a "known" unknown.

[muted spraying]

[in German] Gerd, can you bring me some water please?

[Walti, in German] So where did you hide it, Rico? The money.

[in German] By the rubbish chutes outside.

Good.

[Linda, in German] There, there. Everything will be all right.

[Nina] Alec, look, Linda says this is the same man who was following her.

And I think this was the man I saw in the ward. With a gun.

CCTV locates him at the hospital just an hour before the attack

on Gunnar Buchleitner.

-So how's it going with Dennis? -Don't sit on the fence. Just ask me.

[sighs]

-It's going okay. -Good.

[sighs]

Oh, there he goes.

Taking a leak. Maybe.

[Alec] Crowley!

I knew it.

[Nina] Do you know what I'm thinking?

That's how the bald man got the code to the ICU door.

-[keyboard clicks] -[Alec] Let's bring Crowley in.

[in German] Boys, listen up a sec.

You can't tell anyone about what happened today.

That your father found the money. It stays in these walls, okay?

I would never ask of you something I wouldn't take responsibility for.

You've got to trust me here, okay?

Clear?

What are we gonna do with it?

[car alarm beeps]

Angela Benton was afraid for her father.

For her son.

Did you notice something? She wasn't afraid for herself.

Read it out.

-[Linda] In your own time, Marquita. -[sighs]

[clears throat]

"When Ruben is drunk, he talks about Mainline.

[sighs]

I don't know what he means. But I think he is afraid of Mainline."

Are you okay, Marquita?

I want to call a lawyer.

Hi, Lucy. Sorry I didn't call you back yesterday.

[Lucy] That's okay.

There's something I need to tell you, but it can wait now, until you're back.

[Bobby] What is it?

Please, when you get back we'll talk face-to-face.

[stammers] I just wanted you to know that, um, I haven't vanished.

I wanted to be straight with you so...

You just planted that in my mind. I'm gonna be wondering.

-Are-- Are you married, is that it? -I'm not married.

Please, Bobby, can this wait until you get back?

I hate not knowing.

Look, what are you doing to me? What is it?

Whatever it is, it's okay. Just... just tell me.

Please remember that I wanted to do this when we were together.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah.

There are some photos, photos of me.

Um, they were taken about 15 years ago.

Photos of me with men. Several men.

Naked. Sexual. Pornographic.

Because I was different then. I did those things.

Look, I don't wanna wrap this up in explanations.

I did it, it happened and I wanted you to know because...

Um, I don't have those photos anymore.

Someone else does.

And, um, I wanted to tell you in case you...

In case...

um... they come to light.

Um... that's it.

[car horns honking]

[Lucy] Please, say something.

Is that why you invited me to your house? Is that what you wanted?

[panting]

Who are you?

-[Alec] Do you know this man, Dr. Crowley? -No, I don't.

[Alec] He was caught on hospital CCTV

an hour before a hired killer attacked Gunnar Buchleitner.

You've never met him?

Uh, it seems we've used the same toilet.

Do you remember who you've encountered in public conveniences?

[Nina] You had no contact with this man?

I don't know what you mean. Why would I?

Perhaps you'd be willing to give us permission

-to examine your phone records, then? -Yes, of course. Anything that helps.

Gunnar Buchleitner. The man who killed Angela Benton is dead.

[Nina] The same man murdered Jacob Appley.

What we wanna know is, well, he didn't just pick Jacob off the street.

-He would have had to know his condition. -[Nina] His medication.

-Where he lived. How he dressed. -Where did he get that information?

Well, any number of people would know that.

I really wouldn't like to name people or even their jobs.

It's not my place to cast suspicion.

Mainline.

Excuse me?

[Linda] Is that what Ruben was calling you about, Marquita?

Mainline?

No.

[Walti] He was calling you lots drunk and scared.

He was talking to Angela, drunk and scared, about Mainline.

Now was Mainline a project that Ruben was working on?

-No. -Do you know what Mainline is?

No.

What is Mainline?

Well, Mainline is when a drug user injects into the principal vein.

That's not what we mean here, Dr. Crowley.

Angela Benton left some pages when she was killed. Pages she wrote.

A statement. One of those pages refers to Mainline.

That's the Mainline we're talking about.

Then I don't know what it is, I'm sorry.

Well if you'd, uh... Take this for the phone records.

[police radio, indistinct]

Dr. Crowley.

Oh, Henry, hello.

I was just talking to the police.

-Information to help them-- -About Jacob?

-Yes, well, various things. -Why are they still asking about Jacob?

What do they wanna see you for?

-I don't know. -Well, there we are, none of us know.

They haven't exactly made a triumph of the whole thing, have they?

Look, I didn't get chance since, uh, well, since it all happened.

Thank you, Dr. Crowley, for everything that you did for me brother.

Oh.

Jacob, he had his problems but he was a good lad.

-He loved you. -Yes. Well, people do.

What I mean is they attach. It's understandable.

Will you come to the funeral? He'd like that.

Of course, of course. I want to come, yeah.

It was on the car, just sitting there.

-Freaky, no? -Oh.

-I'd like you to check for prints. DNA. -Of course. We can do that, Nick.

Um, since you're here, might we ask you some questions?

-Certainly. -Good.

We have our doubts that Ruben Locana's death

was as a consequence of the scam he was involved in.

Okay.

We have reason to believe that Ruben was killed.

And that this has something to do with his work.

-Really? -Yes.

So we would like you to help us with that.

[Walti] We want to know what it was that Ruben did, exactly.

Who he worked with.

[Linda] What projects he was working on when he died.

If you conduct your inquiries with a proper legal and ethical approach,

then you will find us fully cooperative.

[Nick sighs]

So, um, do you know this man, Mr. Waingrow?

-No, ma'am. -Oh.

Or this man?

-No, ma'am. -[Walti] His name is Gunnar Buchleitner.

Does it mean anything to you?

No, sir.

[Alec] Did you ever see your brother with this man, Henry?

Did Jacob mention meeting someone?

-He was German. -Austrian.

He wasn't English.

[Henry] Well...

-This is the man who killed Jacob? -We believe so.

[gulps]

You know people still cross the street when they see me.

They're stuck in the idea that Jacob did it. They think...

That there must be something guilty about him.

We are sorry, Henry, that Jacob was so publicly a suspect.

-[Henry] I'm not blaming you. -Then you find out, don't you?

Who the human beings are.

He was such a nuisance.

Our weekends were wiped out. I worried about him.

I miss worrying about him.

The kids miss him.

But it's done now. This bloke did it.

-That's where the blame is. -[Nina] Henry...

We think this man might be a hired killer.

We believe someone sent him here to murder Angela Benton,

and your brother got caught up in that.

[Alec] So the killer had to find out about Jacob.

He had to have information.

Okay? And we're trying to find out where that came from.

So someone helped him? Someone here?

-But someone who knew Jacob? -[Alec] That's what we're looking at.

[Monica] Hello.

-Oh, hello. Um, the cafe's closed. -I'd kill for a cup of coffee.

Did you want something? It's Monica, isn't it?

Yes. And, yes, you had an affair with Chris.

Please, can we go and sit down?

I blame myself. He's a doctor.

I was his patient.

I decided that I wanted him so I went after him.

I seduced my psychiatrist.

But if you came before me, well...

Well, then he's not the innocent that I thought he was.

If you have suspicions about Chris, you have suspicions,

do you know something? Then say it.

-Say what's troubling you. -Was it 2006?

Earlier? 2004?

You're upset.

You see, a little bit of sisterhood. 2002?

It was 2001. I came before you.

He let me believe that I instigated sex.

I see.

Were there pictures?

He used me. He used you.

He uses other women.

You've seen something. You've heard something.

I don't believe that you're the same as Chris is.

You're hurting.

Just sex.

What's the big deal?

I'd like you to go now.

You can have these. I've got some more.

Give the day a nudge.

Please, will you take them with you when you leave.

You'll thank me.

[Bobby] How can you do that?

How can you call him "Nick"? How can you treat him with politeness?

[Linda] He is FBI, Bobby. If we take wild swings at him,

-he'll pick us off. -Yeah, what about your kids?

Someone came into their house, they know that.

Niko had an asthma attack. Waingrow did that.

My kids love me. My husband loves me. Waingrow can't take that away from me.

You think it's that simple?

Waingrow's toying with us.

You let him toy with us.

[sighs]

We got access to Buchleitner's bank account

but there's nothing on there that connects him to Waingrow

or to Rustin Wade.

[Nina] There might be other hidden accounts, of course.

[Alec] What about the bald man?

Nothing on our database here in Düsseldorf.

We've put the pictures up nationally.

[clicks]

Linda, we'll, we'll catch up tomorrow. Where's Bobby?

[bell ringing]

-[thud] -[exhales]

[indistinct chattering]

-I'd like to check-in to the hotel. -[elevator dings]

Hey, I got you a Martini. I hope that's okay.

I don't drink Martini.

Oh, well, you don't know what you're missing. How can I tempt you?

You sit there, think it's smart to take the piss out of a cop who's following you.

Hurray for you. Clever Nick Waingrow.

All this tap dancing you're so good at.

Does it never bother you what it's all for? What you actually do for a living?

Linda's kid had an asthma attack.

Cheers to that. Cheers to Angela Benton, dead.

Cheers to Jacob Appley, dead.

[glasses clinking]

What if, leaving you alone, searching the city,

what if that was an act of kindness?

-Oh, yeah? -Yeah.

You might even come to the conclusion that you're not up for this.

That you should leave it alone, before things get worse.

I will never stop. You need to know that.

You see that's your problem, Bobby.

I've been watching you. You're popping. You're fizzing away in there.

Man, you're like a ball of electricity.

-You're dangerous. -We're gonna get Mainline.

And when we get that, we get you.

You know, I plan to retire soon. I have a condo on the beach.

My wife, she works for a charity. My conscience is all squared up.

The scales are evened up just the way I like it.

Now people are flawed, I get that.

It's the way of things. But I sleep well at night.

-How about you? -[sniffs]

Now I get the feeling that you need chemical aid in that department.

Am I right?

A few days ago we didn't know about Mainline. Now we do.

All your efforts to stop us, still we got there.

So now we know where to look.

When you are in the dock...

I will sleep like a baby.

If you're so right about everything, Bobby boy,

then how come you've been single for the last 12 years, huh?

Yeah, that's right. We're all over your life.

But 12 years? I mean, what is it?

Are you afraid of women or something, is that what it is?

Remember, we're all over your life.

Cheers.

-Dr. Crowley's phone records. - Ah!

We've been through the past two months.

All the numbers on there join up with people we can account for.

[Alec] Thanks, Megan.

I guess since he volunteered it, there'd be no surprises.

I'm loving this Park Run.

It's 5K, Saturday morning. It's all free. People all ages.

I can do it in 21 minutes.

Just a laugh, though, it's not anything competitive.

-[chuckles] Sounds great, Megan. -So do you wanna try it?

Yeah. Yeah, I do. Uh, maybe next Saturday?

Super.

So are you telling people?

-I mean, about the baby? -Well, I told my sisters.

They thought I was some kind of barren freak-o workaholic.

Never gonna conceive so, yay, I'm a woman.

They can't flaunt their milk breasts at me anymore.

[both laugh]

Look, I never set out to mess you around, Alec.

[sighs] I don't know how to be with this, with you.

It will all be okay.

Your good heart's gonna get you all chewed up. You know that?

[chuckles]

-Well... you can look out for me, eh? -Yeah. Super.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Alec.

I don't know where that came from. Shit, I...

[sighs] I need a padlock for my mouth.

[priest] Our days are like the grass. We flourish like a flower of the field.

When the wind goes over it, it is gone and its place will know it no more.

But the merciful goodness of the Lord endures forever and ever

toward those that fear Him,

and His righteousness upon their children's children.

We have entrusted our brother Jacob to God's mercy

and we now commit his body to the ground.

Earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

That's a rose. A white rose. It's beautiful, isn't it?

Go and tell your sister what that one is, why don't you?

Stay there.

That begonia I bought's doing well.

I knew it would.

I'm so sorry about what happened to your brother.

Yeah, the police told me that someone must have helped the killer.

Someone here. Someone who knows Jacob.

I wish they hadn't told me that. I feel paranoid about it.

Who was it?

Who'd do that? What's going on? How is that possible?

I don't know. I love this town.

I love living here so I don't want that to be true.

[sighs]

I'll get back. Thank you for coming.

We're trying to connect the Hoody Man to Waingrow. To Rustin Wade.

What about him? Is the good doctor connected?

Well, he's a psychiatrist.

He's bound to be joined up to pharma companies.

Yes, but how? And how much? We should take a proper look.

Hmm.

[Lucy] A woman came to see me a couple of days ago.

I think she is, or she was, um, some sort of girlfriend,

you know what I mean, of Chris Crowley's.

-Then why did she come and see you? -I think she knows something about him.

Something's troubling her.

She wouldn't tell me. I didn't know what to do.

Did this woman have big lipstick?

Do you know her?

She was at Crowley's house when we spoke to him.

I'll talk to her and see what she knows. Thanks.

-Bobby's gone quiet. Is he okay? -Um, I don't know. I hope so.

This is pretty much how it was when I found Ruben here.

[door opens]

-[Linda] Anything on Mainline? -Four laptops.

Three iPads and two Macs.

[Linda] Maybe he had lots of things to store.

Let's start searching for Mainline. Right?

Well, this one seems to be mostly porn.

-Hot porn? Crazy porn? -[Walti] Linda, come on.

How do you make sense of this? I don't get it.

Numbers and letters become chemicals

and drugs and medicine like some mystery, magic thing.

You got a prescription for these, Bobby?

Yeah, yeah, of course I have.

Only they say take them at certain times. Take them with meals.

Yeah, I get stressed. My legs are all tensed out.

Do you think maybe you get more stressed if you take more pills?

-Because that's what I'm seeing, Bobby. -Don't give me a lecture, Linda.

Don't talk to me like I'm somebody who comes into work drunk.

I am responsible for this case.

I like you, Bobby, I really do. But I want you to go home.

[panting]

-Where's this come from? -You are not right. You are wrong.

I don't wanna work with you while you're like this.

I had some bad news.

I get agitated.

I'll be okay.

[sighs]

We need to talk to somebody who understands this Martian language.

[phone camera clicks]

-You know any Martians, Walti? -I have a cousin I'm not so sure about.

Or we could go to the university and find someone.

Great.

[creaks]

[sighs]

Thank you for coming to the funeral, Dr. Crowley.

I'm glad I could come, Henry.

I just wondered... I'm sorry to turn up like this.

Please, any time.

Can you...?

I'm struggling.

I'm having such terrible thoughts, what happened to Jacob.

I get these paranoid thoughts. Not paranoid. Uh...

I think so badly of people. I look at people.

I can't trust anyone anymore.

Well, that's to be expected.

The trauma is bound to have destabilized you.

I'm having a hundred thoughts at once.

You know, I used to look at Jacob and I'd wonder.

I'm his brother, is there a bit of that in me?

Am I...? Will I be the same as him?

It's possible, of course.

Or you may be suffering from a separation anxiety disorder.

Or both.

And it sounds like you might be suffering

from a disinhibited social engagement disorder.

Okay. That doesn't sound too good.

Would you like me to prescribe something for you?

Would you?

[car alarm beeps]

-What are you doing? -It will only take seconds.

It's what I want. Everything to stop.

I'm gonna ask you...

Monica, I'm pleading with you to see, to try to see.

Right now you might think it's so unbearable but you can bear it.

-What if I come inside? What if we talk? -What if I jump?

If I call the police, the fire brigade, ambulance, they'll all be here.

And what's that gonna do to Alec?

I can put my phone away and I can come up there...

and I can help you in. [panting]

Alec doesn't ever have to know.

Come on.

Have you done this before?

A few times. Not many.

-Why? -Just makes sense sometimes.

Total sense.

It happens suddenly and it just feels...

[inhales]

Perfect.

Do you think my son loves me?

Oh, I think you have the world upside down.

Do you love him?

You're his mother. Be his mother, that's all he wants.

[sighs] I should call your doctor.

Oh, last time I had seven visits from health workers

and seven different people came, and they all asked me the same questions.

I wanted to kill myself more after they left.

The last one was this hippie.

He had nine earrings, I counted,

and he sounded like he'd read the back of a psychology book.

-It's not funny, Monica. -Oh, I know that better than you do.

[softly] It's too late... for me to be a mother.

-You're breathing, he's breathing. -Oh, yeah.

He's a bloody lovely lad.

"Too late" is just shit in your head.

I think you'll be good for him.

[sighs]

-He didn't tell you then. -Oh, you've split up?

I'm sorry.

So am I.

Um... [sighs]

I don't want to leave you if...

I'm gonna take a pill and go upstairs to bed.

-Okay. If you're sure. -I'm sure.

Monica, this might not be the time

or it might be the reason you were up there scaring the hell out of me but...

If you know something about Chris Crowley, you have to tell me.

Well, I wanted to come and see Alec and tell him.

-Well, why didn't you? -Because sometimes I'm not sure anymore.

You know, which things are true and which things I make up.

Tell me anyway.

Chris had a phone call

and he took the phone out of his pocket that wasn't ringing.

He took the wrong phone out.

And I said to him, "Why do you have two phones?"

because I thought he had a woman, and he said,

"I don't, you're imagining it".

You weren't imagining it.

I know, I checked. I'm like that.

He goes into the bathroom at 4 a.m.

and he talks to someone on the other phone.

Alec found me up there once, when he was 17.

I won't tell him... if you will try with Alec.

Will you try?

[indistinct chatter]

Dr. Wahrglocke?

[Wahrglocke, in German] If you have the printouts,

I can decipher them for you.

Conferences. Big pharma.

Pharmaceutical companies have lavish conferences

where speakers come, psychiatrists.

You two know each other?

-You all right? -Hey.

I'm sorry, I shouldn't have--

-Look, I didn't know, I'll go. -No, tell me. What have you got?

-Do you want a drink, Alec? -Drink? Uh...

-Have you got a beer? -Have we got a beer?

We have.

-Look, we could do this in the morning. -Oh, just tell me.

How many Pharmaceutical conferences do you think Crowley has been to

in the last ten years?

Ten years? That's a lot of digging, Alec. You've been working hard.

Alec, we only have this weak lager, is that okay?

Uh, yeah. Thank you, thanks.

Ninety-two. How many of them have been hosted or funded by Rustin Wade?

-Um, I don't know. Lots. -Fifty-eight. That's connected.

Yeah, but you can't bring a man in and say, "You went to conferences".

-There you go, mate. -Oh, thank you.

Listen, I won't get under your feet.

I'll catch up with some work in the kitchen.

-How come you're being so nice? -What do you mean?

Well, "I'll catch up with some work in the kitchen".

My job knocking on the door. Where's that curled lip?

Oh, do you miss my curled lip? I can always retrieve it.

Oh, shit.

[sighs] Well, go on, what else?

Crowley delivers papers at these conferences.

Paris, Hong Kong, Lagos, Beijing, Rome.

On and on and on. I have the papers he presented.

Well, some of them. They're online. I wanna show you.

[Dennis] Anyone want some peanuts in there?

[siren wailing in distance]

[phone ringing]

Bobby, we have it. Call me. I want to tell you what we've got.

What Ruben was doing. Drug trials.

Right, look here, same again.

And in France and Düsseldorf. Rustin Wade.

It's all boiling down to the same thing.

Drugs trials.

[grunts and screams]

[screams]

[grunting]

[siren wailing]