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[scrambled voice]
Hello officers.

My condolences
on the death of DS Gavin,

but I had to kill him.

He was getting too close

and I still have people
to punish.

Your move, DI Carver.

Received two hours ago.

I need detailed
analysis of this.

Ambient noise,
background, voice profile.

Macca,
keep trawling through the files.

DS Gavin must have been
onto something.

I think that's why he was killed
in an old crime scene.

Psychological input, let's get
a profile of this wanker.

We need all the help we can get.

And one thing we do know

is that this character
isn't working alone.

I'm just saying there's a person
there right, working the puppet.

I mean obviously.

Thanks, Boss.

Yeah, there's a person there
working the puppet.

So let's catch them.

Good. Back to work everyone,
thank you.

Feel free to chip in
at any time mate.

You're going into this with
your arse facing backwards, Roy.

Well first of all, my arse
is meant to face backwards.

And second, how's that
little tree supposed to help?

Everything's connected, Carver.
Lines intertwining.

Is this your thing now?

You cracked the code
on a mobile phone

and suddenly you're
Sherlock fucking Holmes?

Which makes you the...

other one.

Who he hangs around with.

[whispering] Fuck's sake.

I know how
he's choosing his victims.

They've all been male, right.

[papers rustle]

This guy was a member of a gym.

[sinister music playing]

Strong.

This one was a banker. Greedy.

Clever.

Messy.

Lazy.

[sinister music playing]

Bastard's making his way through
the Mr Men books.

[chatter starts]

Next victim's gonna be
Uppity, Topsy-Turvy

or possibly have very long
orange arms.

-Mr Tickle?
-You got it.

Watch your back
when he gets to Mr Bellend.

[woman] Are serial killers
born or made?

Predetermined or self-willed?

It's nature versus nurture folks
Our topic for next week.

Remember,
if you're not having nightmares

you've not been paying attention

[students chatter]

[door opening]

Professor McAllister?
DI Carver, DI Major.

We spoke briefly on the phone.

[sighs] Ah, yeah.
The serial murders.

Yeah, I got the video you sent.

So, what can you tell us?

I can tell you
I don't work for the police.

-Prefer being useful.
-Ouch.

He may kill again.
You could help us stop him.

[sighs]

Is there any sexual motive?

No he just wants you
to help him out.

[Dr McAllister clears throat]

Your killer
used the word punish.

To me that says Catholic,
and, why the puppet?

He's keeping his crimes
at a distance,

shifting responsibility.

It's... sorry excuse me.
That's permanent marker.

First victim killed on a Monday.

He took the next one out
on Tuesday. He was on a roll

on Wednesday.

-You're saying?
-I'm saying...

I don't think we can rule out
Craig David at this stage.

-Is he definitely with you?
-Unfortunately, yeah.

Look, we could do with
your expertise, please just come

and have a look at the files.

I'm sorry, DI Carver,
me and the police, [groans]

uh, we're not a good mix.

I'll stay here
till you change your mind.

Be my guest.

I'll make him stay here
till you change your mind.

[John] Seven days,

seven dwarves.

Roy, what was
the grumpy one called?

Hmm? It'll come to me.

[dramatic music playing]

[engine revs then stops]

[over tannoy]
DC Chakrabati to forensics.

DC Chakrabati to forensics.

Ah! There you are.

We've got the killer's name.

What?

The Night Terror.

Because he strikes at night
and he's scary.

I started with
the London Strangler

but I dunno
it felt a bit route one, plus,

he doesn't actually
strangle people, um...

What about Puppet Master?
Because of the, the you know the

Oh, oh that's good.
Why didn't I think of that?

Follow me.

-Puppet Master or Puppeteer?
-Master of Puppets?

[John] Oh, that is gold.

[metal door opens chattering]

[metal door closes chattering]

[phone ringing]

I'm really sorry,
can I just take this?

Hello, Kel.

Uh, so, I heard about the case
the serial killer,

that you need
a psychology expert, so.

-You see the thing is Kel--
-Well maybe I can help?

I know there's like a load
of history between us

but I really think that,
that John has moved on.

You know, so maybe, uh,

you and I don't need
to avoid each other so much.

[Roy] No, I've found someone.

Oh?

Great!

[Kelly] That's good,
I'm really happy for you.

-What?
-What?

[Roy] I've found
a psychologist. For the case.

Yes, that's what I was meaning,
Roy [chuckling]

I appreciate your offer,

but she's a professor
of forensic psychology so--

Sorry, Roy, I have to go,
there's someone waving at me.

-[disconnected dial tone]
-Kel?

[copy machine whirring]

Ma'am, I'm really sorry
about that.

These are the five victims
identified by DS Gavin,

who, unfortunately,
became victim number six.

We still don't know why
the killer's targeted them.

It's not about the victims.

Serial killers are egotists.

You need to ask
what it is about him--

[John] Roy, I've got it!

Anagrams.
Bastard likes to play games.

This is one of them.

-I think it's very unlikely--
-Puppet Master,

four vowels, eight consonants.

Now, if I'm right, we're looking
for someone called either

Peter Pumptas,

Pam Turpsdeep,

or long shot this Pete Sampras,

if you swap some of the letters
round for different ones.

So you think
the killer is an anagram

of a nickname
that you've made up?

Mm-hm.

And how does that work?

Well, you just jumble
some of the letters round.

Can you just
give us a minute, please?

-Yeah.
-Just give us a minute, please.

Here's an anagram for you.
You're a tucking fwat.

-T-U--
-We're trying to focus here.

Yeah, and I'm trying to help.
I've got unique skills, Carver.

You should be exploiting them.

Yeah you're right.
We're slowing you down.

You should be
pursuing those leads.

Yes!

So, why don't you go
and find yourself a special room

where no one can disturb you

and you can come up with
as many theories as you can.

Then what?

Well then you get
all your ideas together.

Mm-hmm.

-You stay there for a bit longer
-Mm-hmm.

Come up with some more.

Mmm.

Okay good plan. Great plan.

Oh, you've started, nice one.

I'm really sorry about Major.

Yeah, I'm starting to see why

you've not made
much progress on the case.

You see, the thing is,
he's digitally augmented.

What's that mean?

I don't know.

To be honest with you I don't
quite the words to describe him.

I can think of a few words
to describe him.

[both laugh]

You know what? The other day,

he tried to set me up
with the victim's widow.

Lucky widow.

[dramatic music playing]

-Uh. I'll just get...
-[chuckles]

I'll just get them files yeah.
Go and get them files.

Um, would you... fuck.
Do you, do you want a brew?

Yeah, sure.

Yeah. Oh, sorry,
Sam, sorry love.

[crashing and rumbling]

Sorry, Macca.

[suspenseful music playing]

[Puppet Master on computer]
He was getting too close,

and I still have people to
punish. Your move, DI Carver.

Up until now all his victims
have been random.

Probably people who annoyed him,
cut him up in traffic.

Up until now?

Well, now he's addressing you,
by name.

Saying I'm next?

No, I'm saying he'll target
someone you're close to.

Not a police officer,
but, um, a wife?

Husband?

No, no there is no one.

Kids? Parents, uh, a sibling?

Close friend? Cousin?

A neighbour you really
get on with?

No one special?

No, there used to be but, uh...

no, I'm, I'm single.

-Well that's good news for me.
-Eh?

It gives us a blank slate.

Um, it lets us choose
the next target.

Oh, I see. Uh, you mean,
use them as bait?

He's gonna hit someone.
This way,

we can protect that person,
and catch the killer.

I'd suggest a criminal.
Someone you've got history with.

I don't know maybe...

uh, a low level drug dealer.

[dramatic music playing]

So, to recap, you want me to act
as a bait for a serial killer?

I'd love to but the thing is
I've got yoga tonight,

and I've missed
the last two weeks, so...

Come on, Cleasby,
think about it

It'll earn you some brownie
points with the police.

I don't need any brownie points.
I've cleaned up my act.

Have you? Bollocks.
Once a scrote, always a scrote.

Well that's very persuasive,
but, it's a no from me.

Alright fine.
Fine, I'll leave you to it.

Let's just hope this
serial killer isn't watching now

choosing his victim.

[yells] See you later, lad.
It's been lovely to see you.

-[yells] I've missed you.
-Okay, shh.

-[yelling] My best mate this!
-Shut the fuck up.

-[yelling] Bessie mate from uni!
-Okay, shut the fuck up, okay.

I'll... what do you need?

All right, look, you'll be
shadowed at all times, right,

and I can guarantee your safety.
24/7 protection.

Shadowed by who? Not Major,
he's a fucking liability.

No, of course not.
I agree with you 100%.

Don't worry about him.
It's all sorted. Come on.

-Whaaat?
-Uh, uh.

I'm sorry doctor,
but I've requestioned this area

-as an investigations hub.
-What have you done to my lab?

I've requestioned this area
as an investigations hub.

No unauthorised persons
beyond this point.

It is a matter
of the highest level of security

Okay? Oh yes, uh,
one pepperoni extra cheese,

and a barbeque meat feast?
Lovely, just pop it over there,

please mate.

No, you can't do this.
I need this space. It's my space

I'm sorry, Dr Parfit,

but I'm trying to catch
a serial killer.

I know you are.

-[whispering] Well, then.
-Y...

[pizza man] Where shall I...

Just pop 'em down
anywhere, mate.

Yeah, just shift that stuff
out the way. It's only science.

[groans]

Lot's to do.

[exhaling angrily]

Problems have solutions, Alison.

Disconnect his brain stem
in the night.

[scoffs]

[chuckling] No one would know.

[toilet flushing]

[door unlocking]

I take it that was DI Major
you were planning to kill?

I was just...

letting off a little steam.

Don't let me stop you.

If you need an alibi,

Someone to hold him down
while you murder him,

say the word.

It's okay, thanks.

He's not still living
in your lab is he?

The lazy bastard, kick him out.

I can't kick him out.

Well, I fucking can.

[yelps]

How would you get inside
the mind of a puppet master?

[deep sigh] Good question.

By becoming a puppet master.

[dramatic music playing]

Uh, back off we do...
I'm doing police work in here.

Dr Parfit wants her lab back.

And she'll get it
once I've finalised...

Now!

Carver said I should be focusing
on my theories.

I'm a valuable tool
in this investigation.

I agree. You are a tool.

-Carver's patronising you.
-What?

[giggling] No, he's not.

You're collaborating
with a glove puppet.

It's not a glove, it's a sock.

[eerie music playing]

Carver sent you here so that he
could work the case without you.

Why would he do that?

Because you're a pain
in the fucking arsehole.

With... with positive qualities,
as well.

[eerie music playing]

[under his breathe]
I don't believe this.

What was that eye thing
all about?

Not sure. I guess it's
the new AI settling in.

It's creepy.

Feels like someone else
watching me through his eyes.

What?

It's like there's
someone else in there.

You know it's been really nice
spending time with you today

and I hope
that we can do it again soon.

Oh, shit.

Shit.

[Roy] Where are you going?

You can't leave,
the killer's still out there.

I'm not a police officer.

I've told you how to find him.
You people have to do the work.

Hey what are you doing here?

You're meant to be
surveilling Clearsby?

We got recalled
back to the office.

-So who's with him?
-I don't know.

Shit!

[phone ringing]

[Roy] Clearsby,
there's been a fuck up.

Your surveillance
has been recalled.

What the fuck?

You said I'd be safe,
you promised me.

Where are you?
What's your location?

[indistinct over the phone]

Just fucking get here, okay.

Okay, look don't move.
Stay out in the open.

Yeah I'll be there
as soon as I can.

[inhales and sniffs]
Oh, come on.

[paper tearing]

We've got him.

[yells angrily]
Fuck's going on, Carver?

Uh, not, not now please...

Well you've been side-lining me,
right? Don't deny it.

You've been wasting my time.

Wasting your time? What?
You've been wasting my time.

What's with all this
bonsai bollocks?

I've been trying to help you.

Help me? You wanna help?

Alright do the right thing.

[yelling] Back off!

You know what, I won't back off.

I wanna do
the right thing, Carver.

It's all I've wanted ever since
my dad's funeral.

A chance to be a decent copper,
and a better man.

We're about to catch
a serial killer, John.

You can't be a dick.

Why would you even think that?

For starters you're wearing
a glove puppet.

It's a sock puppet.

I won't be a dick.

I will do whatever you tell me,
when you tell me,

anytime, anyplace, anywhere.

Those last two
mean the same thing.

Do they?

-Yeah.
-Oh.

This could be dangerous.

Why don't you go
and get me a vest.

[metal cluttering]

Roy? Roy?

Fucking bastard.
Where's he gone?

This puts me
in an awkward situation.

Well, I'll make it easier.

You tell me where he's gone
or I do you for obstruction.

Yeah, that does make it easier.

[dramatic music playing]

Gotcha! [blows]

[engine whirring]

[car door closes]

[trembling and whispering] Fuck!

Come on, Clearsby.
Lure the bastard out for us.

[car engine whirring]

[suspenseful music playing]

[trembling and whispering]
Oh, sh... oh, shit!

[car door closing]

Who's that?

-Clearsby?
-Oh, fuck!

You're the puppet master.

The what?

What the fuck are you doing?

[grunting]

[Clearsby groaning] Oh!

Shit!

[car door closing]

[engine revs]

DI Carver in pursuit of suspect!
Request back up!

[Clearsby yelling] What the fuck
are you doing? Oh, oh!

[John] Disregard, DI Carver.

Suspect is in custody
heading back to SIU.

[engines rev]

Disregard, DI Major!

Suspect heading south east
on Lower Leak crossing.

[Clearsby] Oh, my fucking head!
What the fuck are you...

Repeat, suspect in custody.

Also I'm being pursued
by a vehicle.

Registration Yankee...
uh, geezer...

John, is that you
driving a silver Audi?

-Might be.
-Pull over you fucking knobhead!

[Clearsby] Pull over, please.

[Clearsby yelling]
Oh, let me out! Let me out!

Stay back, Carver.
This is my arrest!

You've arrested the victim,
you dickhead!

What?

Didn't you think it was
a bit of a coincidence

that out of all the people
in the entire country

the murderer
turns out to be Clearsby?

I thought everything's,
you know, interconnected.

I tell you
what is interconnected.

Us.
Not catching a serial killer.

And you being
an incompetent fucking moron.

Ooh.

I'd like to make
an official complaint.

Me too, lad.

-Uh, whoa, whoa, hey, no, don't.
-Sorry about this.

[Clearsby] No! Don't close it!
Oh, for fuck's sake!

Uh, shall I let him go
in the passenger seat, Roy?

Put him where you fucking want.

I'll see you back at the...

[DCS Dennett]
Forgive me if I'm wrong, but...

I thought you two
were meant to be partners!

We had
a failure of intelligence, boss.

[quietly] You got that right.

Professor McAllister
falsely believed

the killer
would target Clearsby.

Well there's nothing false
about it. Take a look at this.

It just came in.

[Puppet Master]
Nice try, DI Carver.

But it looks like
your bungling udithrtner

ruined your feeble trap.
This is my time. Not yours.

And now you've brought in
a psychologist just for me.

I'll have to be extra careful.

See he was right there.
I could've had him.

Would've had him
if you'd worked as a team.

From now on
you're together at all times.

Understood?

Roger that.

Because I've been thinking,

Chinese horoscopes.

Cleasby's a rat, yeah?

Previous victim drove
a Fiat Panda.

Which isn't
technically one of the signs...

[sinister music playing]

[computer whirring]

Oh, shit!

[computer beeping]

[closing theme playing]