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I assume I now
have your full attention.

I can't go home.

Stay here if you want.

Do you think you frighten me?

That was a mistake.

I want people to know
why I am doing this.

Stephen Beaumont's
out of the country.

- Find out when he's due back.
- You had a visitor?

No-one, that's his name.

I told him all about you,
he was very interested.

We shall all be getting closer...

Tomorrow the sword of justice
will swing.

...to the truth.

I'm sorry, sir, there are
no available appointments

for Dr. Jacobsen
for the next two months.

Mr. Robertson.

Benji, how are you?

We had to improvise.
He didn't.

You're still only improvising?

I think what my colleague is trying
to say, is that we had to

intervene very rapidly, and that
played to the gunman's advantage.

Word is coming through that a triple
murder has just been

committed in the same area
as the poisonings.

Do you think that could be TT's
third truth?

Any comment? Anything? No?

Unconfirmed sources suggest that
the death toll has risen to four.

Dr. Edward Jacobsen, a psychiatrist,
two pedestrians struck at random in the

street, and the perpetrator himself
who apparently committed suicide.

Yeah?

What is that?

How the mentally ill are treated.
TT's new truth.

Back to business, Danny.

The world gone mad, what is that?
That's the message of your...

samurai is it?

If we abandon the mentally ill,
if we send them

back to their homes untreated,
in the end their sickness escapes.

Well you'd know...

Danny! Danny!

So contrary to earlier reports...

Are you watching the news?
Listen to this!

...the attacker did not succeed
in taking his own life.

And is in fact
currently in police custody.

More news on this
story as soon as it comes through.

Back to the studio.

Oh, dear. Can't imagine that was
part of the plan, was it?

We better hope he really
is some kind of gibbering loon,

otherwise he's gonna spill the beans
and then where would we be?

- He messed up.
- I think so.

♪ Venez dans mes bras ♪

♪ Closer to me, dear ♪

♪ Donnez-vous à moi ♪

♪ Set aside all fear ♪

♪ Restons enlaces pour l'éternité ♪

♪ Yes, you shall be mine ♪

♪ Till the end of time ♪

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Got any CDs?

No.

Don't like music?

No.

My parents took me to see
the Spice Girls once when I was 14.

Ah!

- Do you like music?
- Yes, I do like music.

What kind?

Oh, I'm a tart me,
I'll dance to anything.

You listen to lots?

Not as much I'd like.

Stuff gets in the way,
work, life, marriage.

Marriage gets in the way?

Of some things, yeah.

Like sleeping with other women?

Where did that come from?

Can one woman can really
replace all the others?

Well...

It doesn't really
work like that, Elise.

- Have you never been faithful to anyone?
- No.

And I can't imagine anyone
being faithful to me.

You're too modest.

Robertson's has been transferred
to medical forensics.

We can examine him
when he gets back.

We can search his flat now.

All unopened.

Two different types of hairs
in the bathroom as well apparently,

so there was
someone else here. SC.

I think we need to find SC fast.

- Fi?
- Guv?

- Have we got CCTV in the street?
- There's one across the road.

Right. Take that would you?

Benji Robertson was
Dr. Jacobsen's patient.

He was being treated
for a particularly severe

form of schizophrenia.

He's in no condition to be
held on your premises.

Let alone be questioned.

He is our only link with TT.
We just need five minutes with him.

Please?

You're not above the law, Detective,
and my patient is

not beneath it, he has rights, which
I intend to ensure are respected.

And what about the rights
of his victims?

Happily, the two
are not mutually exclusive.

I'm just going to question him.

You are infringing
his human rights!

So arrest me.

Five minutes.

Five and a half.

Benji...is that what he calls you?

What do you call him?

Is he French? British?

German, Swiss...

I can't tell you any thing.

Why not?

Because I didn't finish my mission.

Yes, you did Benji.
You did exactly...

I didn't finish my mission!

The person who was staying with you,
SC, does he know them?

She's still there? Sophie?

No, she's not.
Do you know her surname?

How old is she?

Just a kid.

Where is she?

We don't know,
but we need to find her.

He'll think you talked to
Sophie about him,

and then he'll want to kill her.

I want to see her.

If we find her, and bring her here,
will you tell us

what you know about him?

- I hope you think that was worth it.
- Oh, I do.

- Do you think that was worth it?
- Yeah.

We have the girl's first name, right
now that feels like progress. Hello?

DCI Roebuck? Charlotte Joubert,
I need to see you urgently.

- Urgently?
- Is that possible?

Erm... Can you give me
some idea what it's about?

Somebody has just sent me
some information. I don't

understand it, but I think it might
be connected to your investigation.

Just hang on a sec.

- We could send Olivier?
- I imagine she will only want you.

I've got CCTV to look at. Go.

Where did it come from?

Alain left it in the hotel
the morning before he died.

Peloton.
I've never understood...

That's a cycling term.

Yeah, I know it's a cycling term
I just don't get it.

I don't get why they do it.

I don't get what it is in this case
either, obviously but...

There we go. All right.

- Oh.
- Oops.

Thanks.

I've got to get back.

This time of day is so strange.

When I was a student I was sleeping
with my professor

and I would go to his room
in the afternoons.

The light was pretty much
like this one.

We would always have wine.

He would ask quite formally
how my work went

and I would say my work was
going very well.

And he would say good
and put his hand on my knee

and that was always
how it started.

That feeling of climbing the stairs
to his office

and knowing exactly what was
going to happen next.

Take me to bed.

I can't.

You have to.

You have to because I cannot
unsay those words now.

I know you have been
thinking about it.

About how it would be like.

It is only an hour in the afternoon.

A lost moment that only
you and I will ever know about.

I want to go to the toilet.

She was there.

- Who's that then?
- A girl with furry boots.

She arrived in front of Benji's flat
just as we were leaving.

Aged around 15, brownish hair?

Sophie Campbell. Forensic services
just sent over her file.

Her prints were picked up
at Benji's place

and she has got a record
as a minor.

He saw her.

- Who's that?
- TT.

He saw Sophie when
he took the sword to Benji's.

We have to find her before he does.

What are you doing!

Hi, Elise.

What are you doing?
Where are you?

I am at Madame Joubert's still.

- Benji's dead.
- What?

He committed suicide,
swallowed a cyanide capsule.

Shit.

We've identified his lodger,
Sophie Campbell, 15 years old,

TT saw her leaving Benji's flat.

He knows who she is.

Right, I'll be there soon.
Bye.

It's encrypted, nothing Mathieu couldn't
take care of though, I imagine.

No bodies found in the last 24 hours
matching Sophie's

description. We've sent her details
out to all services and increased

patrols, and we've got her social
network pages under surveillance.

Her phone is dead.

There's a charger with her
prints on it in Benji's flat,

we scared her off
when she went back to get it.

The parents are separated
and the mum got custody.

She told us Sophie didn't come home
the night before last.

And she didn't call the police?

It wasn't the first time
and she'd always turned up before.

But what's the connection
between this monster and Sophie?

We believe your daughter's been
staying with him

for the last couple of days.

Oh, my God...

It's all right, it's all right.
He didn't harm her.

We saw her safe and sound
this morning.

We've been able to trace her route
thanks to her mobile phone.

But since this morning,
it hasn't emitted a signal.

We have no way to find
out where she is.

- Do you have any idea?
- No.

- We'll find her. Don't worry.
- No, we can't say that.

For the moment, we don't have
the slightest clue that might

lead us to her.

What the hell
did you say that for?

Because it's true.

For Christ sakes, Elise!
Sometimes in life you have to lie!

She knows I can't guarantee she'll
be found, she knows I know,

we just play these games
to make life a little...

easier.

You're angry.

Have you never lied to a child?

Or to someone who's suffering,
someone that's dying?

One lie leads to another.

How do you trust someone
who lies to you?

CID. We've been looking for you.

Some of our lads paid your place
in the country a visit yesterday.

Your neighbour had rung,

was worried about a young boy
staying there with his mum?

One of my boarders. Some scumbag
wanted her on the street.

Plods found gak all over the house.

But didn't find her or the kid.
Any clues?

Sorry, I thought
they were still there.

- Anything on that might help us?
- I doubt it.

How about I be the judge of that?

I just picked it
up from the repair shop,

they had to reformat
the hard drive.

I've nothing to hide.

Come down to the station
and we'll sort out the paperwork.

Ah, Bravo. Bravo.
Luigi, par ici, par ici.

- You smell of smoke.
- Do I?

Don't tell me you've started again.

- Hi.
- You forgot this.

Oh, ta.

- You going home?
- Yeah.

Have you eaten?

- No.
- Do you want to eat?

We don't do boiled beef
and carrots any more.

Come on.

No-one can say that
his cause isn't just,

at least everybody I speak to
thinks so.

Adam, he kills people,
he kills people,

real people in the real world,
not in some cyber pretend world of yours.

Churchill killed real people,
25,000 at Dresden,

and still tops the charts
of most popular Britons.

We admire people who act
and TT acts.

Let's face it. He made those
bastards cough up millions.

They didn't cough up a thing,
Charlotte Joubert paid the money.

All of it?
Why did she do that?

Don't ask me.

I haven't had the chance to
talk to her about it.

Didn't you discuss with her today?
You were there a long time.

No, I just picked up
the memory stick and left.

You don't like it?

It's a little bland.
Do you have any Tabasco?

Er, yes, I think
we have got some, haven't we?

What the fuck?

Immaculate conception, eh?

We don't have to keep it.

What?

Why are you saying that?

Laura, what's the matter?

I have moved offices temporarily.

I am at Suzie's. Yeah, that Suzie,
she used to be somebody Suze,

she still likes to party though.

Everyone has got a price, but
you'd need to be quite a high-roller

to get her convent school arse...

What are you doing here?

Yeah, of course.

Karl? Did you get my message
about Vernon Campbell?

He's at sea, so he couldn't
have sent the texts.

Okay, Sophie went back to her
mother's house yesterday evening.

She nicked her credit card.

She got some money out
an hour later.

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

- Elise?
- Yes?

Philippe called.
Sophie just logged on from a cyber cafe.

Also she bought a new
charger 20 minutes ago,

but the phone's
not transmitting yet.

If she answers her father's messages
and she tells him where she is...

Exactly, we have to get to
her before she replies.

I'll text you the address.

She just sent a text,

"Daddy, sorry, phone problems,
just got your messages, call me."

Sophie Campbell?

DCI Karl Roebuck.
We'd want to speak to you.

- What is it?
- It's all right,

you haven't done anything wrong,
we just want to chat.

It's him.

Right, we need to buy time.

Text back, say busy,
but call in half an hour?

Oh, my God.

Yeah, but he's been ill, Sophie,
it's not his fault. We believe

he was manipulated by someone
and we need to find that person.

- No.
- No what?

Not someone, "No-one",

that's what he called him,
the one who brought round the sword.

Right, okay, so, did you
ever see this No-one?

No.

Benji never said anything
about him, what he looked like or

where he lived, anything at all?

Only that he was
very interested in me.

We've got to follow up on the text
or he'll suspect something is wrong.

All right.
What are you thinking?

That we set up a meeting this
evening at Sophie's house.

For real?

One that she actually goes to?

It will look the least
suspicious to him.

She'll be fine,
we can protect her.

All right, text him,
see what he says.

Absolutely not, the port
would be a disaster.

Except her real dad is landing
there in two hours,

TT knows that would make
sense to Sophie.

Maybe, but he's picking his ground.

And if we refuse he'll suspect
something is wrong...

we lose contact completely.

- I don't care.
- He will start killing again.

She's just a kid.

This is a rational choice Karl.

We catch him now,
we save future lives.

Maybe, but at the expense of her.

She is 15 years old.

You are always hiding behind your
feelings to justify your choices.

- You don't think rationally.
- Oh, really.

I'm not judging you.
I'm just observing your behaviour.

Do what you like,
I'm going back to Calais.

Elise...

We checked all the roofs.

All entrances and exits are covered,
we're about as prepared as we can be.

We can't block all access.

It must look as natural as possible,
otherwise he'll sense a trap.

I hope to God we are doing
the right thing.

Campbell's arrived,
send Sophie out now.

We've got something, control.

One of the dock workers
is on the move.

Karl what is going on?

He's taking something out
of his pocket.

Karl? Karl?

Take him. Take him.

Sniper! Get down!

All buildings sealed.

We found a bullet casing
on the quay side.

No sign of the sniper.

We were swept out to sea
by a wave.

My father got me in time.

Not your sister though.

No.

Sometimes I wonder if he had
had the choice whether...

I'm very disappointed.

It's an absurd
and useless hypothesis.

I would have expected
better from you.

It really doesn't work like that.
Take it from a dad.

So, the labs were able to get back
the data from Beaumont's

laptop despite the reformatting.

And look what they found.

TT's first victim.
On Beaumont's computer.

And there's other women
on there as well. Of a similar type.

We're not dealing with a serial
killer who targets

women in particular...
of any type.

Fair enough, but how
does he explain it though?

Bring him in.

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