All language subtitles for Murder In Mind s02e06 ee

# DJ got the party starting
There's no end in sight

# Everybody's movin'
To the rhythm that's inside

# It's a crazy world
But tonight's the right situation

# Don't be left behind... #

You want one?
- I'm not on my break yet.

Me neither. Go on, live a little.

All right, just a quick one.

For what they pay us, I'll take
all the free caffeine I can handle.

There you go.

- Are you still looking for a place?
- Yeah.

Check this out.

What do you think? It's right near too.
Just went up in the newsagents so I grabbed it.

Two rooms?

I'm kind of springing it on you,
but we get on OK, don't we?

Yeah, sure.

Sharing a kitchen and bathroom.
What do you think?

- I think it's great.
- Really?

- Yeah.
- We could go tonight, get our word in first.

All right.

I'm going to have to get back.
This is so great!

- What time are you off?
- Seven. I've got some overtime. You?

- Six. I'll wait for you.
- We can meet there.

- No, it's safer if we go together.
- Come on!

- I'm not walking anywhere alone now.
- You're right.

- I'll see you at seven, then.
- It's a deal.

Is that it?

Ring it again.

- Hello.
- Hi. Mr. Edwardson?

- Yes.
- I'm Emily. This is Lucy.

- You rang about the flat.
- That's right.

OK... Excuse me. Sorry. Come... come in.

Mind your step. It's a little uneven.

Right, I suppose you would say this is the parlour.

Not sure what you would make of it...
living room perhaps.

Um... you've shared before, I take it?

- Yeah, we've known each other for years.
- Right.

OK, through here... is the bathroom...

...and the... kitchen...

It's a little...

It's... I've had the cooker connected up.

- Do you do much cooking?
- Sure, Lucy's always baking stuff.

- Really?
- Stop it!

- What do you think?
- It's very nice.

- That's exactly what I was gonna say.
- It hasn't had much use since my mother's time.

Ah, this is the bedroom.

Um... I only moved in relatively recently.

- Does your mother still live here?
- No, she died.

- Oh, I'm sorry.
- Mm.

That's when I inherited the house, you see.

Anyway, I should show you the rest.

This is the other bedroom... through here.

- Have you had a lot of enquiries?
- Well, not all that many, no.

Strange. The rent?

Payable on the first of the month, in cash.

- Cash?
- Yes.

- What do you reckon? Go for it?
- Isn't cash in hand dodgy?

- Yeah. Any chance of a discount?
- Emily!

It's a very reasonable rate.

We can move in right away. IO% off for cash?

Um... I wasn't expecting to be bargained with.

- Sorry, Mr. Edwardson.
- Yeah, sorry to have wasted your time.

- We'll take the one in Belmont Grove.
- Wait a moment.

All right, a small reduction for cash.

You have your own front door.
I'll get you the keys.

- How do you do that?
- Say hello to your new home.

We have cleaning products.

# Take me home

# I know another place to be

# Take me home, take me home

# You deserve a girl like me

# Come on, I know somewhere

# You can unwind... #

Emily!

# We can just disappear

# Now's the time

# Take me home, take me home

# Only fair I get my way

# Take me home, take me home

# It's gonna happen anyway

# I know what's good for you

# Don't pass me by

# I will look after you

# You'll be fine

# I'm in heaven, I'll show you heaven
It's so much heaven... #

Oh, it's great!

- Nice job.
- Not bad.

- Do we have a vacuum?
- I'll see what I can do.

Hello?

Hello?

- What are you doing?
- I'm sorry. I was trying to find you.

- We were cleaning up...
- It's very important I'm not disturbed.

- I work from home.
- I know, I'm sorry.

We just wanted to borrow the vacuum.

It's a little bit dusty.

- I'll come back...
- No, I'm sorry. I should have thought about that.

I'll bring it down for you... Uh... Yeah.

- What is it you do?
- I'm sorry?

- Working from home, what do you do?
- I'm a writer.

- Wow. What kind of thing?
- Plays.

- Anything I've heard of?
- You know the theatre?

- No, not really.
- I rather doubt it.

What do you think?

Oh, it's... it's so different.

I never thought it could look so...
What's that smell?

- Joss sticks.
- You've really made it home.

I'd better get back to work. You can leave this
at the top of the stairs when you've finished.

- Don't you think he's a bit weird?
- I don't know. He's quite sweet, really.

- I wish you weren't doing this.
- Are you kidding?

A week of overtime. I could really use this.

- Take this. A rape alarm.
- Oh, come on.

- I'm serious.
- Well, how does it...?

Oh, shit! Shit!

Sorry!

- It's good, though, isn't it?
- I don't know if I'd rather be murdered.

- Take a taxi back, OK?
- It's expensive.

OK.

Hello?

Hello?

Taxi!

# Ease my troubled dreams

# Angel, all people are the same #

- Bye!
- I'll catch you later.

Please!

- Thank you very much.
- Oh, thank you.

- Couldn't you sleep?
- Oh! No.

- Is there something up?
- I got worried.

Yeah, you look it.

I just had a bad feeling,
like something had happened.

Look, I'm fine. All in one piece.
What's with the knife?

Oh... I'm an idiot.

- No, you're not. Just a bit crazy and intense.
- Right.

Colin went out just after you left.

He was pacing up and down. I could hear him.

Then it was like
he was gonna come down here,

only he didn't 'cause I called out
and scared him off.

That's when he went out,
and he's not come back yet.

- So?
- Don't you think that's a bit weird?

- What's he been doing all night?
- Maybe he's a secret clubbing fanatic.

- When are you on shift?
- Seven.

Try and grab a couple of hours, OK?
Everything's fine.

You're right.

- Night, then.
- See you tomorrow. Thanks.

- Emily.
- What?

- You have to see this.
- Oh...

...river, bringing the number of victims to six.

- I spoke with the mortuary attendant...
- Another one?

It's really close. I know that bit - I've been there.

- Me and Claire used to sunbathe there.
- When did it happen?

Last night! Someone's dog found her.

They won't say who she is
'cause she's so messed up!

Don't be daft.

He writes plays. Plays get put on at night.

- Not at four in the morning!
- It could have been anything.

- A party. People go to parties.
- I don't like this.

Look, you're tired. You stayed up all night
with a steak knife, remember.

You've got work in 20 minutes
and now you're late, so listen...

Your landlord is not some serial killer guy.

He'd be a dumb serial killer doing his thing
round the corner from his house.

- Right?
- Yeah.

Besides, there are patterns.
You read the articles. You should know that.

- Patterns?
- They start close to home and work outwards.

So whoever it is probably lives miles away.
Now, go to work and forget about it.

- I'll get us a bottle of Frascati for later, OK?
- OK.

All right. Now, get going!

- You really think it's nothing?
- Yeah.

See ya.

Colin?

Colin?

I know you're here somewhere.

Don't go in there, please.

- What can I do for you?
- I wanted to make sure everything was OK.

- OK?
- Yeah.

- Only, last night, Lucy heard you go out.
- Really?

It was quite late. Really late, actually.

- I'm afraid I don't understand.
- You mean you didn't go out?

No, I mean to say I don't know
what business it is of your friend what I do.

I didn't mean... We were worried.

- We wanted to make sure you were all right.
- I'm fine, thank you.

A friend of mine is ill... very ill. Dying, really.

- I go to see him when I can at the hospital.
- Oh.

They give him all these drugs. Sometimes
he can't sleep all night, so I talk to him.

- Read to him.
- That's really kind.

- So don't worry if you hear me coming and going.
- No, I see.

- And tell... Lucy, isn't it?
- Yeah.

- Tell her I'm sorry I woke her up.
- I don't think she was asleep anyway.

I'd better be going.

You... You don't have to worry about me,
but thanks all the same.

That's OK.

...but it will be reasonably mild.

- Has there been any more?
- More what?

- About the girl on the common.
- I don't think so.

- You are being careful, aren't you?
- I took a cab. Why are you so worried about me?

...getting milder across those...

- You see it?
- What?

He's going after a type.

The victims look similar,
like he's going after one kind of woman.

Well, I suppose. What?!

Well, maybe you should try
looking in the mirror some time.

Oh, come on. Now you're really freaking me out.

- You could say the same about you.
- Yeah, I know.

Is that why you've got a scrapbook
and everything? Why you're so big on it?

When the first one happened, I looked at
the pictures on TV, thinking, "She's just like me".

It really made me think how easily
it could happen to any of us.

I forgot about it pretty quickly until they started
finding others and they were all the same.

He wasn't just going after women,
he was going after women just like me.

I remember having this bad feeling,
like a premonition,

that one day he'd find me.

- So, yeah, that's why.
- I never realised.

- All I'm saying is watch yourself, OK?
- I am.

Isn't your bath gonna run over?

Oh, my God!

- Oh, that was close.
- Oh, it's stone cold.

- Oh, great!
- Now what do we do?

Lucy only realised last night.

It might be the pipes. I'm not really sure.

You're not really up on this sort of thing, are you?
Are you getting any?

- I'm sorry?
- Hot water. Are you getting hot water upstairs?

- I'm not sure. I'll go and check.
- 'Cause if you're not, maybe it's the boiler.

Shit, I'm sorry.

It's all right. I'll go and have a look.

It would be terrible
if neither of us were getting any.

This is great material.
You should write it down and sell it.

I think they've stopped making "Carry On" films.

What do you write, then?

- Hm?
- Not "Carry On" films, so what do you write?

- Do you really want to know?
- We are kind of living together.

I just thought I don't really
know anything about you.

Tell me about your plays.
You can ask me something, too, if you like.

- What sort of thing?
- Anything.

- Anything?
- Yeah, try me. Only it's you first.

- I write plays.
- You've already told me that. It doesn't count.

- What are they about, then?
- They're about people.

About relationships.

The difficulties we face in gaining a foothold...

in breaking things down...
enough to communicate to... to...

feel... to... to...

really connect the...

poles of the circuit...

- Wow.
- Is that what you wanted to know?

I suppose so.

- Sounds lonely.
- I don't mind. I quite like lonely.

- Your turn.
- Oh, right.

- Anything at all.
- Um...

What's your...

Um... No, wait a minute...

What do you like... to...

This is stupid.
I've absolutely no idea what to ask. The...

I think the pilot light's gone out on this thing.
What do you do about that?

- I don't know. Call someone who does?
- Yes.

I'm off nights tomorrow.
Do you fancy doing something?

We could get a drink
and you could think about something to ask me.

I'll blow my overtime. What do you say?

- What?
- It's just a drink.

- Maybe I'll get some more off the rent.
- Em, this is stupid.

- He's really OK.
- No. He's creepy and weird.

He's not used to having people around.

- I don't trust him.
- You don't trust anyone.

I'm serious. You don't know 'cause you're not
around, but there's weird shit going on at night.

He's always walking around,
and he goes out a lot at like two in the morning.

- I told you...
- His friend's sick! That's convenient.

They switched visiting hours to night-time?

He can't sleep 'cause of the drugs he's on.

Em, listen to me,
I know you think I'm all paranoid and...

- No, I don't.
- Yeah, you do.

I'm telling you,
we should look for somewhere else.

- Lucy, the rent's unbelievable!
- Yeah, isn't it

Too good to be true almost.

Look... I'll be careful. It's just a drink.

I honestly think you've got this wrong.
He's a nice guy.

A bit weird maybe, but who isn't?

He just needs to loosen up, that's all.

- I'll be fine, OK?
- OK.

It's impossible to get anything put on these days.

Lost confidence in the market or something.
People don't go to the theatre any more.

- That can't be true.
- What was the last play you went to see?

I'm not a theatre-going kind of person.

That's a pity.

So... what do you do... to relax, I mean?

That can be your question.

- If you like.
- What do I do to relax?

- Mm.
- Loads of things.

Music's great. Going out.

- I don't really go out all that often.
- I thought as much.

- Do you spend all your time writing?
- Well... or thinking.

Well, trying to think, anyway.

Are we getting in your way -
disturbing you, I mean?

No, no, it's just... I'm...

not used to having people in the house.

- It's strange.
- You've never had tenants before?

No. My last play was supposed
to make the money,

have the big run, but it didn't work out that way.

That was last year.

So it was either this or sell the house,
and... I can't do that.

I really don't think
I should have had that last drink.

- Is it a long way back?
- There's a shortcut here.

- All the way back home?
- Yes.

- Did we come this way?
- No, it's a change of scenery. It's a shortcut.

- Pretty spooky kind of shortcut.
- We're near to home so...

- You must have come this way before.
- I always go along Carrigon Street.

- Are you sure this is getting us home?
- Yes, you'll see.

- What is it?
- It's weird. My heart's going like crazy.

You're not frightened, are you?

Oh, my God. This is where they found her.

- This is where she was killed.
- What?

Police! Stay where you are!

- What are you doing here?
- We're on our way home.

- Do you know this man, miss?
- Yes. Yes, I do.

- Name, please, sir?
- Colin Edwardson. What's going on?

- Address?
- Of course.

That would be 17 Lanark Gardens.

- You do know where you are, miss?
- It's a shortcut home.

I didn't realise it would be dangerous.

- Not something you want to bet your life on.
- I'm sorry. We should have gone a different way.

Well, no harm done, but you be careful now.

- Would you like us to call you a cab?
- No, we'll be fine, thank you.

Your nearest exit's down there,
but I'd keep clear of the common if I were you.

Especially you, miss.

- I had no idea, really.
- No? How'd you manage that?

I don't watch television much.
I didn't realise it was so close. I'm really sorry.

You know how to sober a girl up.
I feel I'm on my fourth coffee of the morning.

- Me too.
- Is that your idea of a romantic walk home?

If so, it crashed and burned!

It was just supposed to be a shortcut.
I promise I had no idea.

I'd never have taken you
anywhere near if I'd known.

Well, put it down to experience.

Are they pouncing on everyone who walks past?

Maybe.

Lucy says I look like the girls.
Maybe that's the reason.

- Really?
- Yeah.

She's got photos and everything.
She could be right.

- Well, then... you should be careful.
- I am being, actually.

- What was that with the address?
- Hm?

- 17 Lanark Gardens. Where's that?
- Ah, I didn't think you'd heard.

- I thought you'd have realised. The rent...
- What?

It's not strictly above board.
Cash in hand and all that.

I think you're supposed to have contracts,
and there's tax.

The police have more to worry about
than you diddling your tax returns.

Do you think they give a shit
about that sort of thing?

I don't know. I panicked.
I've never been stopped like that before.

Me neither.

Come on, relax.

Lucy and I are fine with the rent. We knew
it was dodgy. That's why we haggled you down.

- Really?
- Yeah.

We won't tell if you won't.

We'd better be getting home.

- Well...
- Thanks for coming out tonight.

I had a really good time.

- Yeah?
- Bit of a weird walk home.

- But apart from that, yeah.
- Actually, me too.

Night, then.

Goodnight.

- You OK?
- Huh?

- Oh, of course.
- Nothing happened?

No, nothing happened.

I'm really tired.
I'll tell you about it tomorrow. Night.

Night.

- Have you seen that photo from my dresser?
- No.

- I thought maybe you'd borrowed it.
- What for?

I don't know, but it's gone.
That photo of me in the silver frame.

You sure you didn't put it somewhere else?

- Yeah, I'm sure.
- It'll turn up. You'll see.

Dr. Ringfield is a psychologist who has assisted
police in profiling a number of criminal cases.

Dr. Ringfield, in terms of what
we know about the case so far,

what can you tell us about the murderer?

The degree of aggression found
in these crimes is particularly striking.

The victims are all women,
but the nature of the injuries,

the fact that sexual mutilation
occurred post mortem,

without any attempt at intercourse,

suggests the motivating emotion is rage, not lust.

Who would fit that kind of description?

The most likely explanation
is someone who's developed

an early psychotic relationship
with a female figure.

A sister or family member.
More likely their mother.

Perhaps someone who
dominated or abused them.

This would explain
the particular savagery of these attacks.

And the extent and focus of the knife wound...

- Oh, hi.
- Morning.

I just wanted to say last night
ended up a bit weird, didn't it?

Yes, I suppose so, yes.

I was wondering if you were around
maybe tomorrow or Friday?

Actually, I'm leaving town this afternoon...

I've got a meeting with someone.
Toby Owen. Do you know him?

He's a director.
He's interested in one of my plays

for a run at the Brackton Playhouse,
possibly a tour afterwards, so...

I've got to convince him I'm the next big thing.

- That shouldn't be too hard.
- I hate meeting people.

You'll do fine. Will you be back by Saturday?

- I'm not sure. Why?
- Well... it's my birthday.

- Oh, congratulations.
- Thanks. I was gonna maybe make dinner.

It'd be great if you could come... if you're around.

Uh... I'd like that.

- Yes, I'll try and make it back in time.
- I was hoping you'd say that.

- He's gone away?
- He's trying to get money out of people.

- Life of an artist and all that.
- How long for?

He won't be back till Saturday night.
You've got to be free on Saturday night.

- What for?
- It's my birthday.

- No way! Happy Birthday!
- Thanks.

I'm gonna bake a cake and everything,
so you've gotta be free.

I'll be there.

There's a letter for you.

- Jesus! You scared the shit out of me!
- Sorry.

- What are you doing up here?
- Nothing.

- Just looking around.
- What do you mean, looking around?

- Well, somebody's been through my stuff.
- That's rubbish.

My photo's gone, Em, and my silver bracelet.
They were in my room and now they're gone.

- You shouldn't be up here.
- Stuff's been moved. I can tell.

Searching his house when he's out
isn't the answer.

- Maybe you've left them somewhere and forgot.
- I haven't!

I haven't just left them somewhere.
I'd know if I'd done that.

OK. I believe you.

I just don't think this is the answer, that's all.

It's not really on, poking about his house
when he's not here.

It's a bit bloody freaky, to be honest.

I know you've not moved your stuff,
but maybe I did when I was cleaning.

Maybe your photo's fallen down
the back of somewhere.

We can look for it together, all right?

- All right.
- Good.

Maybe we ought to get out for a while,
go for a drink. What do you say?

You know you want to. Go on, girl.

Thank you. One, two, three...

Another one, barman, now!

Sorry. Claire was getting chatted up
by this one that smelt of gravy or something.

He had that kind of weird smell,
like he'd been eating something.

It was disgusting.
And then he wanted me to give Claire...

- We've got to get a cab or something.
- Can we get a cab from here?

# I just can't get you out of my head

# Boy, your lovin' is all I think about... #

- Happy Birthday!
- Hey, thanks.

- It's great.
- Saw it down the market, thought it was you.

- You were right.
- Last night was fun.

Sometimes you've just got to
do something a little bit crazy.

- Still up for my birthday party?
- Yes, of course.

- Seven o'clock. Should be fun.
- Who else will be there?

- Wait and see.
- OK.

I've got to go out. Do you want anything?

- Washing-up liquid.
- OK. Do you want to come?

- No, I'm gonna tidy up a bit.
- Good plan. I'll see you later.

I'm back!

Lucy?

- What the hell... I thought...
- Look at this.

- It's nice. Is it new?
- It's the one I lost.

- Said it'd turn up.
- Guess where I found it.

- Where?
- Here, on the table. There.

- Shit, Lucy...
- Aren't you listening? It was here.

- Maybe you dropped it and he picked it up.
- Have you lost anything?

- What?
- Anything missing?

I can never find clean knickers -
maybe they're being stolen!

It's not just the bracelet. My things have moved.

- Yeah, you said.
- I'm not stopping till I find them.

I'll do it on my own if I have to,
but it'd go a lot faster if there were two of us.

OK, what do you want me to do?

You start over there.
I'm going to do the bookcases.

- What am I looking for?
- My photo. Anything that doesn't feel right.

- What if you're wrong?
- Just put things back how you found them.

- I'm not wrong.
- If you're not, what do we do?

We call the police and get out of here.

- When's he back?
- This evening.

Good.

It'd be a lot easier
if I knew what I was looking for.

- Lucy, I've found something.
- Em.

- Are these yours?
- Emily?

What?

Oh, my God.

Look, you'll be fine. Just follow me, OK?

After three.

Two...

Three!

Listen! Listen!

- Now do you believe me?
- Yes, but we have to stay calm.

- We have to get out!
- He'd hear us go. We have to stall him.

Remember, he doesn't know anything yet.

Hello?

I'm back a little early.
I've brought some champagne.

Are you in?

Yeah, but give me a minute, though.

Oh, right, well, I've got to go
and get changed anyway,

so I'll be back down in five minutes, OK?

Sure, we'll see you then.

Why's he coming here?! What's happening?

It's OK. I invited him to my birthday party.
It's OK. This is what we're gonna do.

- Sit down.
- We have to get out of here!

Everything's gonna be fine.
This is what we'll do.

He's gonna be here in a minute
but I'll stall him, keep him talking.

I want you to stay here and phone the police.
Can you do that?

OK.

It's gonna happen again.

Sh...

- Oh!
- I brought you these.

Oh, that's great.

I know I'm a bit early, but is it OK?

- It's fine. Why don't you come in?
- Thank you.

I wasn't expecting to be back so soon myself
but I've had some rather good news.

The people I was meeting with
really liked my work.

They're keen to back a small run.
It's not much but it's...

- ...something.
- That's great.

Sounds like we've a lot to celebrate.
Hang on a moment.

OK... OK.

- Here we are.
- Is this yours?

Oh, no. That's Lucy's.

- She's kind of interested in the stories.
- Kind of obsessed.

Yeah, actually, but you know how people get.

- Don't you find it rather macabre?
- She's OK. She means well most of the time.

- Hey, congratulations!
- Happy Birthday!

Listen, I need to change.
Will you be OK for a minute?

Sure, take your time.

- Emily?
- Sorry!

- I just got a bit caught up there.
- I thought Lucy was going to be here.

Oh, yeah, yeah, she's just getting ready.

- Let me get you another one.
- Thank you.

I... found something... upstairs.

Oh? What?

- I thought they might be yours.
- This one's yours.

- So, what's this you've found?
- These were on my desk.

They weren't there when I left.

Have you been upstairs
while I haven't been here?

- Some of your post got mixed with ours.
- In my study, I mean?

Oh, well, maybe.

- So these are yours?
- No, they're not mine.

Colin, sit down a moment.

It's good wine, isn't it?

What's been going on here?
Whose are they? Lucy's?

No. The bracelet's Lucy's.

Those belong to Marcia Davis.

She was the fifth one they found
from the common where you took me.

I think there's a picture.

Ah, yes. There she is.

You've got a photograph of her on your desk,
along with all the others.

Like you've got Amanda Petersby's necklace
hidden on your mantelpiece.

She was number four. Where is she?

Ah, yes, there she is.

What are you talking about?

There's no necklace, no photographs on my desk.

Well, there are now.

Wh... Uh, what is going on?

They're all in here. Lucy's
a real little train-spotter when she gets going.

Every single one.

Now... She made such a fuss, screaming
and screaming like you wouldn't believe.

Like it would make
a difference somehow.

She was a lamb. Hardly made any noise at all.

Not that she could, really, after...

...well, after what I'd done to her.

But even so, it was like she was ready for it.
Like she'd always wanted it.

That was quite a beautiful moment, really.

They're all in here. All except the first.

That's the one they never found.

Twins disappeared in the woods -
some years ago, but you'd remember.

Everyone was looking for them.

But they only found one body.
They never found the other one.

They never found me.

They never found me.

They think I'm dead but I'm not.

It's my sister who's dead.

I keep on showing them that, Colin,
but they don't understand.

I'm showing them.

You can help me, Colin.
You can help me make it very clear indeed.

You're going to be such a big help.

You and Lucy.

It's taken me so long to find you both
but it was worth it. You're perfect.

You were right all along...

He's the one.

He's the bad man they're all looking for.

Did you know she's even kept a diary?

Dates and times
and how she's starting to suspect you.

All the suspicion down here,
all the evidence up there.

It's perfect.

I'm so lucky to have people who help me like this.

Both of you are just wonderful.

But best of all, this is what
you've wanted from the start, isn't it?

To be the biggest headline in the scrapbook,
the one where they finally catch the killer.

Only he's beaten them to it. Cheated them.

They can't get him any more. It's perfect.

It's beautiful.

# Take me home, take me home... #

This is going to be such fun.

# Take me home, take me home

# You deserve a girl like me

# Come on, I know somewhere

# You can unwind #

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