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Dr Pistorius.
Detective Nick Wilson.

Morning. Thanks for
making the trip.

Mutilation usually
means curiosity.

Childish exploration.

Often a killer who's
psychologically immature.

He's like a little boy.

Still pointing fingers
and blaming his parents.

If I'm going to
get the confession,

I need to get under his skin.

You're not sleeping.

Those nightmares you're having
won't come true, you know.

You have them too. Everything's
terrifying in the dark.

So, you're relieved
it's over? Always.

And always unsatisfied.

You want to talk about it?

No, I don't want to
give you nightmares too.

Problem shared.

Is a problem two people
then have to deal with.

Which in the case of a
brutal serial killer,

is not something you need.

Since I took this job, it
gets pretty noisy in my head.

It's only going to
get worse.

To the voices in our heads.

To the voices in our
heads.

Wake up, my little boy.

What time is it, Mama? 11.

Something to eat? It's late.

Nadine!

Nadine!

Go to the front room
and put the radio on.

Get out!

Just shut your goddamn mouth!

You think I don't know
what you are doing.

No.

Have you two been in
for fingerprinting yet?

C'mon, Aunty Eva. What's
the fucking point?

It's not going to save us.

It's fucking bullshit.

It's something. I just
want you guys to be safe.

Have you eaten? Not yet.

Just look out for
each other. Let's go.

16 prostitutes have been strangled
and we're doing fingerprinting.

Whose idea was it?
The commissioner's.

Latest victim's body is the second one
we can't identify in as many weeks.

So, now if another
woman gets murdered,

at least we got a
trail to follow.

That's not protection.

It's the best we can do.

So many unidentified bodies.

No leads.

These women are panicking.

Hey, Visser.

Where did you pick these two up?

Uh, they're new to the team.
Profilers. Here to observe.

Like a day at the zoo, huh?

It's really good to see
the women participating.

In what? Fingerprints? What
arsehole came up with that idea?

These girls are terrified. How
many more still are going to die?

What would make you feel safer?

Just walk with me a sec.

More cops.

Protecting us. Not judging us.

Do any of your
customers concern you?

Only the ones who refuse to pay.

I mean, if there's something
odd he might do or say.

Like a weird habit.

They're all weird,
lady. In their own way.

It's more...

If you're suspicious of anyone.

Trust your gut if you think
someone's capable of something more.

More than just having sex.

If I tell you that, you'll
be arresting them all.

The infamous Micki Pistorius.

Good to see you again. Thanks.

How are you? Good.

This is where we found
the latest victim.

It's mostly farmland
in the area.

There's some wetland like this.

Odd bits of traffic around.

And there's cattle moving
through all the time obviously.

She was lying in this direction.

Face down, legs
spread wide apart.

How far out, are we?

12 kilometres.

Any sign of a struggle?

No. No blood splatter on
the clothes or jewellery.

Footprints?

One set. Barely visible.

Mostly washed away by the
rain by the time we got here.

So, no struggle, no footprints.

He must be killing
them somewhere else.

Yeah.

Yeah. He's staging the bodies.

Um...

Look at the bruising
on their faces.

I want us to look at
how Crystal was staged.

He buried her head
in an ant heap,

hoping the ants would
eat at her neck first.

Why?

To hide the marks of the
string he strangled her with.

But look at how he's
manipulating every crime scene.

Staging them like this.
It's his signature.

There's two things
connecting these scenes.

The victims are all prostitutes.

And it looks like they've
all been strangled

with the same type of ligature.

Here you go. Black,
no sugar. Thank you.

I thought you'd
appreciate this as well.

You're too good. OK.
Let's get a move on.

OK. Look at where the
bodies were found.

They're predominantly
white districts.

A black man driving around these
areas would really stick out.

So, I think our killer is
likely to be a white male,

someone who would blend in.

He's free to drive around
at night to pick up women.

So, he's almost certainly not
got a wife or a girlfriend.

That doesn't mean he didn't
have one in the past, though.

Think about the
location we went to.

That farmland.

How would you describe it?

Remote. Exactly.

Driving these roads at
night without streetlights,

you wouldn't know where to turn

unless you'd already checked
it out during the day.

So, he must be unemployed.

Then he waits for a rainy day.

We compared the weather
reports with the days of death.

The rain is his friend.
It covers his tracks.

OK, look here.

The forensic reports tell
us they haven't been raped.

So, he could be impotent.

And look at how he
positions some of the women.

We know he was disturbed when
he was disposing of Crystal.

But look at how he left
some of the other women.

Their legs spread apart.

Wanting us to think
they'd been raped.

So, he positions
them to simulate rape

to compensate for his
inability to actually rape.

Yeah.

So, what's his motive?

Hate. I think.

And possibly stemming from a difficult
relationship with his mother.

Although the impotence

suggests many failed sexual
experiences with women.

He thinks women deserve to die.

So, he's killing prostitutes
to satisfy the hatred.

Understanding the staging
helps us to understand why.

And it is something
he's likely to progress.

He's used different
positions up till now,

but he'll have to start doing things in a
whole different way to keep up the chase.

It's a game.

How was it, precious?

Shit. No chance of me passing.

I'll love you, whatever
grade you get, Bubba.

Maybe just concentrate
on your mathematics.

Where's Dad?

At work. Eat up.

Thank you, Ma.

Thanks. Pleasure, sir.

Enjoy your drink. Thank you.

And...

How does it feel being
back in Cape Town?

Took a bit of getting used to.

Why? Has it changed
that much? No.

No, I suppose it's more about
me than the surroundings.

Nothing bad, just...

You live and learn, don't you?

Anyway...

How are you doing?

How is your little boy?

Yeah. I'm just glad
I have him, man.

He keeps me grounded.

I tend to rely on
this to do that.

And for the pick-me-up

when it feels like the
bastard's getting away.

You will catch him, Micki.

I appreciate your confidence.

Are you seriously telling
me you don't have any?

No. Of course, I do.

It's just hard trying to stop him from
seeing into your mind when you're alone.

You know?

Maybe don't be
alone so much then.

I'm dating someone, actually.

Oh? Yeah.

Yeah, he's called Mark.

See him much? Uh.
Not enough, probably.

So, then see him more.

The smile he just
put on your face

makes the one that the
killer takes away worth it.

I'll call him. Good.

What do we have?
It's a black female.

Late 20s, heavy ligature
marks around the neck.

Looks like it was made by
the same piece of string.

Strangulation? Exactly.

But this time he
covered it with cuts.

Six stab wounds
all over her neck.

Yeah. And after what looks like
another day of bad weather.

The strangulation wounds
look slightly older.

You mean he stabbed
her afterwards? Mm-hm.

He's moved on to another
method to confuse us.

I'm going to need more
officers out there.

I'll call the Commissioner.

Any marks under the
heels? Yes, cuts as well.

OK. So, he's dragged her over.

She was dead before
he arrived here.

Look, an earring's missing too.

We also found this
in her vagina.

He's inserted a phallic object.

What is it? A glass bottle.

We found some tyre tracks.

Right.

90% certain it's a pick-up.

Get someone to cast it.
See if we can make a match.

And check the statements
again for any sightings.

Hi. We've got some
new information.

Do you mind if I
ask you about it?

Sure. Come in.

Won't take long, I promise.

He's got exams. He's
got studying to do.

This is my husband, Gus.

Hi. Micki. Pleased to meet you.

Should I leave you
two? Thanks, honey.

Flora can stay. She works on
Voortrekker. She might be useful.

What is it you need to know?

I need you to think some more
about one of your clients.

I thought I already
made that clear.

I know, but it's...
It's more specific now.

Sorry.

Do any of them struggle
to get an erection?

Or maybe can't get one at all?

Yes. One of my regulars.

And what's his
name? I don't know.

He says he lives in a caravan
somewhere near Parrow.

He struggles to get hard,
so I use a rubber band.

Got to be very patient with him.

You said if I thought someone was
capable of doing something more.

But he's not the type to
kill. He's not aggressive.

Does he drive a pick-up?

Yes.

What colour is the
truck? Blue, I think.

Same colour as the one Izelle
got in before she died.

Can you describe him?

Brown hair, blue eyes.

He told me that he was treated
for madness at Tygerberg.

He'd be a catch if
he wasn't so bizarre.

When he can't get it up, he just
lies there saying weird stuff.

Like what?

Tell her about the
bottle. Oh, yeah.

He asked me if he could
stick a glass bottle up me.

Yeah. AJ.

Tell the team the pick-up
they're looking for is blue.

Yeah. Eva said this guy asked

if he could stick a
glass bottle inside her.

Like Elri. Yeah.

Yeah. And she said that he told her
he was being treated for madness.

Yeah, but this happened with
the Station Strangler remember?

He checked himself into hospital

just after killing
some of the boys.

Thought he could claim
madness if he's caught.

Yeah, I know. I know.

Institutions.

The least they could have done was
hang some pictures on the wall.

Don't knock it.

Doing this job, we
might both end up here.

There were two patients.
Can you describe them?

Well, the first one was 27.

He was black, about 5'10".

And the other one was 50.

White.

With dark hair.

What's the second one's name?

You know I can't discuss...

Unless he poses a serious
threat to his own life

or to the lives of others.

Yeah. I know.

This man is a suspect in the
prostitute murders, Doctor.

William Truter.

What's his diagnosis?

There wasn't one.

He claimed to have amnesia,

but we couldn't find any
medical or psychiatric problems.

Someone brought him in

after they found him walking
in the streets in a haze.

Do you have an address?
Nothing specific.

Only that he had a
caravan in Parrow.

Thank you.

We've got two patrol cars
watching the caravan.

Went through all
the files again.

Found this witness
statement from last year.

There was a sighting of a man

in the same truck as treated

at the scene where Ane
Pelser was dumped. Good work.

When? 12 hours before
her body was found.

Oh, come on, Rikus.

You've got to admit, we're
building to something here.

It's still circumstantial.

He's out there, Rikus and
he's going to kill again.

This is your chance
to make a difference.

Keep these women safe.
That's what you said.

OK. Really?

You think it's enough?

You'll make it enough when
you get him to confess.

Mr Truter.

My name is Micki Pistorius and
I'm a criminal psychologist.

That's...it's very nice,

but... I don't need a shrink.

Well, this isn't a confidential
doctor-patient interview, Mr Truter.

I just want to ask
you a few questions.

Sure. Fire away.

OK.

Well, do you work?

I used to.

What was your job?
I was a mechanic.

Oh. So, you like cars?

Yeah. Did do.

Yeah, when I was a kid.

And why did you lose your job?

Why does anyone lose their job?

Work dried up.

Well...

That must have been
really hard for you.

Yeah, well. Money's tough.

That's why I live in
a fucking caravan.

How do you afford to
eat? People help me.

Grace still pays for my food.

Grace. Who's Grace?

She's my ex-wife. She lives two
blocks away on Bluken Street.

She still loves me.
Who could blame her?

Are you married, Micki?

I'm afraid that's not relevant.

You were. It went
wrong, too. Yeah?

He couldn't cope with
you talking to other men

in such intimate circumstances.

In case you found them
more attractive than him.

Do you use prostitutes, William?

No?

Whores.

Me?

Do you know how
many women I've got?

Are you going to tell me?

Too many to count.

I'm a real gentleman.

I love women. They love me.

You know, I can tell straightaway
when someone's attracted to me.

But no. No. No, I
don't pay for sex.

And?

We need something more concrete.

I've checked his tyres.

They don't match the tracks
where Elri was found.

Maybe he changed them.

Maybe is not good enough.

Let's see if forensics have come
back with anything from inside.

Sure thing.

It's definitely him, Rikus.

I can't charge him
on a hunch, Micki.

It's Good Friday tomorrow. The
courts are closed till Tuesday.

There's every chance we'll
have to release him tonight.

Hey...

He said his wife still
lives on Bluken Street.

You take Erika. Let
her do the talking.

I'll stay here in case
he wants to speak up.

Can you tell me
about when William left?

It was a Sunday.

I was hanging out his clothes.

He tried to shout me down.

Said I'd ruined his T-shirt.

I got brave. What do you mean?

I faced up to him.
You know, like this.

I said to him, "If you speak to me
like that again, I'll kill you."

Must have taken me seriously

because he walked out that
door and he's never come back.

And do you miss
having him around? No.

He didn't like sex.

He...

He couldn't get aroused and didn't
make me feel very attractive.

And the lies.

What lies?

You know, saying he
was going out for bread

and coming back six hours later.

I used to check the
meter on his truck.

It always showed he'd
been many kilometres away.

That day that I ruined his
T-shirt, stood up to him...

I knew. I knew that was the
beginning of my freedom.

If we needed you to say all
of this again in a statement,

would you be willing to?

Sure.

Good. Excuse me.

Hello?

Rikus. I'm with the forensic
team at the location.

It's going very well.

We searched his pick-up truck.

You're never going to
believe what we found.

The missing earring.

Can I ask you what he's done?

When the time is right,
I'll let you know.

But you've been very helpful.

OK. Uh...

When I used to challenge
him about where he'd been...

..he used to say he had amnesia.

Forensics found fingerprints
and the missing earring.

Well, that's good,
right? It was.

Now, the commissioner
wants trace evidence,

something that links William
directly to the victim.

Grace said he used to travel far

when he told her he was
just going for bread.

It's still just circumstantial.

If we don't nail him today,

the court's going to
force us to release him.

Micki's going to have to
try to coax a confession.

She doesn't coax. It's
not what the job is.

Tell me more about your mother.

I loved her. We were close.

How close?

I slept in her bed until I was 16.
Once my dad died, she got bored.

Did you go to school? Sometimes.

My friends thought it was weird
that I slept in her bed, too.

But, hey. Everyone's got
their thing, you know?

What's yours, Micki?

We have women that can
ID you as a client.

Tell me when you started
using prostitutes.

When I was 20. I
stopped a year later.

Why? I caught
something. Put me off.

Then I met my wife. Grace. Yeah?

Yeah.

Like I said. Didn't work out.

I used to drive at night
just to get away from her.

Back to the prostitutes? No.

To read a book. For peace.

"Can you do this? Can
you take me there?

"When are you gonna
clean the gara...?"

You weren't like
that, were you, Micki?

You didn't tell
your ex what to do.

Men who drive out to get
away from their wives

don't usually go
and read a book.

You want me to tell you
about the girls, don't you?

What I did to them.

This is what you do, isn't it?

You extract information.

I'll tell you about
my little secrets.

If that's what you want.

Did you murder those women?

I have no idea what
you're talking about.

Sorry, I failed
you. You haven't.

What's all that about
sleeping with his mother?

I think he's in love with her.

You told us he had a difficult
relationship with her.

Yeah. No, he...

He felt mentally castrated
by her and by his father.

He doesn't kill the women who
are patient with him like Eva.

They represent good mothers.

The ones he kills
represent bad mothers.

Then why didn't
he kill his wife?

She represents something else.

She's too familiar.

None of this is any
use to us anyway.

We need to put more
pressure on him.

It's all part of the
game he wants us to play.

No, no. I'm tired of games.
He's not going to admit it.

We've been forced to
release him. What?

Well, we can keep
watching the caravan.

If he goes anywhere,
we'll be right behind.

There are women fucking
dying out there, Rikus.

Surveillance isn't
going to stop that.

There's nothing else we can do.

Are you giving up?

Hey.

I can't tell you how much I've
needed this after the day I've had.

Now try being stuck in
a room with a killer.

No, wait. Wait. I refuse to
bore you any more with my day.

It's a Saturday.

Does that mean that I
can't bore you with mine?

No. No. You can do whatever
you want. Let me be clear.

Sorry. It's just...

It's really good to see you.

Hey. Don't let him get to you.

Till you find something concrete.
Why tear yourself inside out?

Just...

Because he's walking free and
I know what he's capable of.

Sorry. We haven't seen each other
in two weeks and we're stuck here.

How about we go back to mine?

That I can do..

Yep.

Shit.

Yeah, near Macassar?

OK. Yeah. Thanks, Rikus.

Where is Erika?

Uh, she's on her way to the
unit. She called to apologise.

That's 19 women now, Rikus.

Listen, someone called
one of our operators

said that more prostitutes
are going to be found.

And admitted to
the other killings.

We taped it. It's
being analysed.

OK. Thanks.

Hey!

This is wilful damage to dignity
and reputation, Mr Truter.

What's that?

You know what it
is. You put them up.

You're trying to control
our perception of you.

Why would I do that?

To make yourself look mad.

These are copies of
your medical records.

And tell me about these blackouts
when you went to Tygerberg Hospital.

How can I tell you about
something that I can't remember?

It's all in here.

The doctors told us they couldn't
find anything wrong with you.

Yeah, well, they missed it.

There's something wrong with
me. No, you're making it up.

Where were you born?

Porterville.

And what was your
childhood like?

I hated my father.

He beat my Mama.

When he died, she got
a new boyfriend. I...

I hated him, too.

Did he beat you?

No.

But when he moved
in, Mama ignored me.

We also found this
earring in your pick-up.

Do you recognise it?

It matches an earring found
on a victim near Kuilsriver.

And we have witnesses.

Working girls that say
that you're a customer.

So, what?

Those whores have
hundreds of men like me.

One of your prostitutes told me

you find it difficult
to get an erection.

No?

Don't listen to her, Micki.

We also have fingerprints.

Look, I don't have
the money to pay them,

so why would I pick them up?

Well, you knew you were
going to kill them,

so you didn't need the money.

Willy...

..you can speak to me.

Tell me what happened.

You can talk to me.

Did you kill those girls?

I could have done. Yes.

But you'd have to
prove it. Yeah.

I'm done with this.

Sit back down. Why should I?

I want to do what's
right for you.

There's something I want
to tell you. Something...

..I want to confess.

Well?

No.

I'm sorry.

I thought I'd tell you in
confidence, but now I'm...

..not sure I should
say anything after all.

Interview terminated.

Hello?

Are you sitting down?

What is it? It's William.

The state prosecutor's
not happy.

They're going to release him.

Oh, tell me you're
not serious? That's...

Rikus, that's fucking bullshit.

I'm sorry, Micki.

I know you worked so hard.

We all did.

I just can't believe after all that
work, we still end up failing them.

Those poor women.

When did you last have a proper
meal? I mean a home-cooked meal.

I honestly can't remember.

Maybe a year ago.

There's just so many dead women.

I have to go deeper.

I have to get him. I just...

I'm so sorry.

It's not your fault.
It is my fault.

Think about all the
lives you're saving.

As women, we will always look
out for each other. We're family.

You're family now, Micki.

Thank you.

Come on, eat up.

You looking to have
some fun? Yeah. I do.

Do you have some cash on you?

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