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[building, dramatic music]

[crickets chirping]

[man shouting in a
foreign language]

[suspenseful music]

[man shouting a
foreign language]

[suspenseful music]

[man speaking a
foreign language]

[suspenseful music]

[man screaming]

Themba!

[boy speaking a
foreign language]

[suspenseful music]

Worked through the night?

They needed something to go on.

I needed to get back today, so.

I slept on the plane.

For an hour.

It's fine. Anyway,
how's your case going?

Mine? Yeah, good.

I can talk you through some
of my deductions if you want.

No, no, no. I trust you.

Need to get my head into
Soweto. What time's the call?

Three.

Oh, but I didn't get a chance
to tell you before you left,

Brink brought
forward your meeting.

[dramatic, swelling music]

Quantico are already doing this.

Ressler. John Douglas. Even
Canter in the UK for the Met.

I'm aware of that.

Erika's already
covering her own cases.

By not expanding further you're.

Well, the killers are ahead of
us. Innocent lives are lost.

Micki, let's forget that.
There is no money for this.

Do you really want this?

Do you honestly think this is
going to make anything better?

Yes.

Training courses, extra travel
budgets, progress reports.

I mean, on top of everything
that you're doing now.

I'm sorry to say this

but you already look
like chewed string.

[knocking on door]

Sorry, Sir. There's a problem.

Micki, just give me a minute,
please. Just wait outside.

[muffled heart beating]

[Micki breathing heavily]

[alarming music]

[Micki sobbing]

[dramatic music]

Really? No.

Your blood pressure's a little
high. How are you sleeping?

Well, fine. When I get to.

Work is busy, huh?

No, you could say that.

[Doctor] Has been
for a while, no?

Is that what this is?

Your heart is fine
from what I can tell.

What you've described seems
to be a mild panic attack.

That's it?

Well, yes. But it's something
that is not to be ignored.

Your mind is trying
to tell you something.

Cut down on Vogue Slims?

Or that it might not
be able to process

everything that's
being thrown at it.

You've told me about the work
you do, the things you see.

This is not normal. Certainly
not on an ongoing basis.

It needs unpacking.
And you need to rest.

Well, I'm supposed to be
in court right now, so.

Micki, this is something
that can't just fix itself.

I'm saying this
is a warning sign.

The tip of a somewhat
unpleasant iceberg.

Talk to somebody.

[Micki] Do I seem okay to you?

[Mark] A little distant, maybe.

[Micki] Well, I said
I needed a break

but I can't just up and leave.

They need me. They
can't do it without me.

That's a lot of pressure.

Yeah.

Mhm.

These things you see, you
can't just un-see them.

It's harder seeing the families.

Watching that hope
dying. All the damage.

[Mark] Is there someone
you could talk to?

No. No, that's just
impossible with work.

Then what about me?

Not only am I a great listener

but I have an almost
endless supply of wine.

Yeah.

For you.

What is that?

[Mark] It's an address.

Grabouw.

It's my parents' cabin.

It's nothing grand but
I'm heading there Friday.

You should come. Maybe
it's what you need.

[slow, dramatic music]

Hey.

So, I ended up giving testimony
in court. It went fine.

Oh. Well done. Sorry, I just
got caught up in something.

[Erika] Everything alright?

Yeah. Yeah, of course.

How is the rest of the
week looking? What?

Brink.

[Micki] The proposal?

No, you remember
the Phoenix case

the superintendent recalled?

Oh, the sugar cane
fields, right?

There's more bodies now

and they're putting
pressure on Brink.

I'm sorry, but they want
us out there for the week.

You are okay though?

Mhm.

When do we leave?

[dramatic music]

[building, dramatic music]

[Pieter] What is in the
plantations are not uncommon.

Rough area. Squatter camps.

I'm fairly certain all
the victims are female.

They're that badly decomposed?

Burnt. First four are
burnt. Clever, really.

He knows the cane fields
are burnt before harvest,

so no evidence.

And then we have five or ten

other dockets that
could be connected.

And that's what you need us for.

It's Superintendent
van Rooyen, right?

Please, Pieter. I was the
one who requested you guys.

My team, well,
they're is struggling.

They need a steer in
the right direction.

I was told you
could provide that.

Yeah, well, possibly. If
we have enough detail.

Female. Five five. I'm
going to say late 20s.

A little underweight

but organs healthy
from what we've seen.

Callus skin under the hands.
She possibly did manual work.

[Micki] And you believe

all the victims to
be black and female?

I do.

Given the state
of decomposition,

they asked me to remove bone
marrow for DNA extraction.

I couldn't get much
from under the nails

but there's evidence
of blunt trauma

to the back of the skull.

Not enough to kill,
but it drew blood.

So, possibly to stun or at
least get her to the ground.

You okay?

Yeah. Yeah, I am. Um, I need
to see where it happened.

[slow, dramatic music]

Now, as I said, some of
the bodies were burnt.

Maybe he's aware
of farm practises.

But those, impossible to
tell whether they were bound.

The problem is people around
here don't trust the police.

I can't send my
white cops into this,

into the township,
it's too dangerous.

Both victims were
killed by strangulation?

Chetty suspects. Only one
with clear ligature marks.

There's nobody out here to help.

[Erika] Superintendent?

Yeah?

Sorry. Can you just
help me get my bearings?

I'm ust trying to figure out
where Essenwood Township is.

I've got the map at the car.

[emotional music]

You were so scared.

I'm sorry you were so scared.

[building, emotional music]

[building, emotional music]

Yeah, so it's
definitely the same guy.

All five?

Yeah. And the two other
dockets you showed me.

[Pieter] I was
hoping we were wrong.

That you would you tell
us we're chasing shadows.

Afraid not.

Bodies always a similar
distance from the tracks.

Always a secluded, quiet spot.

They were all found in
similar submissive positions.

This last one had
aggressively tight binding

but neat, precise knots.

And your pathologist
thinks they're all female.

This is not opportunistic.
An organised serial killer.

Selecting, planning and acting.

I guess he'd be Zulu.
Late 20s, early 30s.

Similar to The victims.

Why?

Well, organised serial
killers of this type

tend to be intraracial.

Their type is the
same race as them.

Plus, these women trusted him.

Enough to follow
him into the fields.

So, chances are he's
within their age range

and they've probably
seen him before, locally.

Okay.

I'd focus on the squatter camps

with a view of the plantations.

Yeah, he probably knows
the farmer's practises.

He's hoping the fires
will cover his tracks.

You know, it's like
each crime scene

is where the hills form
a kind of amphitheatre.

I need to visit the
remaining scenes.

Yeah. See all the
visual material.

Okay. Louis?

Louis can pull together
the photos for you.

And all the info
from the postmortems.

Well, Erika knows the
sort of thing I'm after.

Most importantly,
I suggest we check

all the outstanding dockets.

I think there's gonna be more.

[knocking on window]

It's late but here
are some more dockets.

Look at this.

The knotting on these
ligatures is so consistent.

When you really look it's,
it's like a facsimile.

Yeah, I sensed what
he was straight away.

Honestly. It's
like he was there.

Well, we're going out
for a bonding session.

Are you going to join us?

Uh, No. Not tonight.

Have fun.

[rock music playing]

Thanks.

Cheers.

[indistinct chatter]

Hey.

Hey, yourself.

So, they decided you're alright.

Hm. Good to know.

Your boss, though. They
think she's fucking weird.

Hm. Well, whatever
it takes, right?

So, you guys on the
road all the time?

Feels that way.

Hard? Being away?

Why? Are you the homesick type?

My family all moved
away. Port Shepstone.

I would miss my boys
back there, though.

You know, through all this,
there's no hiding anything.

We really got each
other's backs, you know.

You seem tight. You're lucky.

[Louis] So, you, you
got family in Pretoria?

Six months ago, I
would have said yes

but now I don't
know what I've got.

Hey, um, it's,
it's getting late.

I, I could give you a lift.

Back to my place?

Um, If.

Put it back in your
pants, detective.

We are professionals.

See you tomorrow. And
there better be coffee.

Coffee. Uh-huh.

[dramatic music]

Ah, you're early.

Mm, I want to make a
start on these scenes.

Well, then you're gonna wanna

have a look at these, as well.

Based on what you
told us yesterday,

we found six additional murders.

I mean, the MO is
slightly different but,

age, ethnicity,
location. All matches.

Makes it 11, Micki.

Eleven that we know about. Yeah.

Just leave these with me, yeah?

[slow, dramatic music]

So, this is the second
most recent body?

Correct. Still
don't have a name.

Apparently, the boy was
hiding from his father.

She was, uh, she was found.

There.

She was one that was confirmed

as death by
strangulation, as I said.

Did you sleep at all?

Feels like I haven't
slept in a week.

I suppose you'd rather be alone.

Pieter?

Thank you.

Hello, little fella.

Why would you do this?

Here?

I need to see it like you.

[building, dramatic music]

[keyboard clicking]

Does oxygen deprivation
help the process?

I know this guy. I know
what's driving him. Look.

"She trusts me
now. I can see it.

So I tell her we should
cut through the fields.

The fact that it's her
choice thrills me."

Yeah.

You're writing as if
you're the killer, Micki.

That's, that's what made sense.

I mean, we don't
normally do that.

Why now?

Don't you think they might
be a little bit surprised?

Like, worried even?

Look, um, maybe, maybe the
strain you've been under.

I know what I'm doing, okay?

Expressing the emotional
signature of the attacks.

It's the only way I know how.

Just, um, I know how thin
you've been spread, that's all.

Are you leaving?

Yeah, um, got some
work to do at my desk.

[Micki] Great.

[water running]

[glass smashing]

Shit.

[building, dramatic music]

He lures them into the cane.

And there, he physically
forces them into submission.

Incapacitates, ties up, rapes
and kills. In that order.

Control. Submission. Domination.

So, why the tying up?

They're already unconscious,
struck in the head with a rock.

They don't need to be
bound. Because he wants to.

This is a man who
fetishizes bondage.

No intimacy. Don't touch me.

The ball of cloth in the
mouth. Don't speak to me.

This is a man angry at women.

Their mysticism,
fearful of their power,

fearful of intimacy
without control, so.

A black male. Late 20s,
early 30s. A loner.

He'll already have a criminal
record for burglary or rape

because his crime
is sophisticated.

Something he's built up
to. The sullen, moody type.

Outwardly I'm charming but
I have outbursts. A temper.

I'm like a, a wounded animal.
Yeah. It's about my pain.

My powerlessness.
I've built up to this.

Yeah. Rape alone
isn't enough anymore.

It's taken me time to
develop my techniques,

to correct my mistakes.

You'll find my work in old
rape cases with the same MO.

But I'm sure as hell
nowhere near done.

In fact, I'm working on my
next one right now. Right now.

[Arno] Alright.

Okay. Uh, good.
Plenty to go on there.

Um, some of you I'll
be putting to reviewing

old sexual assault cases.

And the rest,

well, you asked for a
steer and there it is.

Alright.

Micki?

Mhm?

Look, everything I've seen

tells me this guy is going
to act again really soon.

He has no plans to wait.

[Pieter] Micki.

No, no, I know you
don't believe me

but it is right there
in front of me, okay?

Yeah, it's just that.

Whoa, hang on, hang on.

It's just as likely he's
seen our cars around

and knows we're onto him now.

Listen, just, at
least give the fellas

a chance to catch
up with these ideas.

It's not typical practise
for them or for me.

I've got a team of dogs
from this afternoon.

They'll go to the
scene, let them.

No, no, no. We are not
moving fast enough.

I, I'm sorry.

Arno.

When last did you have
something decent to eat?

Why do people
always ask me that?

It'd be great if you
could come home with me.

My wife knows I've
been working late

and, well, frankly,
she wants to meet you.

Make sure I'm not
having an affair.

Um. Yeah. Okay.

Thank you.

[slow, dramatic music]

[cutlery scraping]

No, no, no, no, no. Don't
feed the dog at the table.

You know mum's food goes
right through him, poor guy.

Best manners for our guest, hm?

[Esther] Have
you've got any kids?

Uh, no.

[Esther] Married?

I'm divorced actually.

Oh, sorry.

No, no. No, it was amicable.
We're on very good terms.

And Pretoria's home?

Well, I travel a lot.

Actually, lately,
I spent some time

working in Mitchells Plain.

Ever since I felt,
sort of, drawn there.

[Esther] Why?

Um, I don't know.

The people are. They
live and work and argue.

It's mixed up and chaotic but.
But it's real. No pretence.

That makes sense. Pieter
and I had met at church.

Oh.

One of the few with
a mixed congregation.

Eventually, he plucked up
the courage to ask me out

and for the longest time,
our relationship was secret.

We were scared.

And then '85 came and we
could marry, so we did.

And then our
families cut us off.

I guess what I'm saying is
we could have kept the lie

but we wanted it to
be real. No pretence.

Have a boyfriend?

Uh, yeah, um, when I have time.

Now, this I've got to hear.

It's distracting. I
don't know what it is.

He has this way about him.

He's so open and
lovely and handsome.

Oh my god, it is distracting.

And is this your first
something since your husband?

My first something.

Your first real something.

I think so. Well, I hope so.

Now, when we're
together, it's so good.

Everything feels better.
But I don't know.

Sometimes I think this
job takes away so much.

I worry it's infectious.

One of his detectives
committed suicide

over this case
you're working on.

Young guy. Sebastian.

I had no idea.

He's hardly been home
since it started.

Tonight was a rarity.
It's really eating him up.

I can see it. All of
us need this over.

I know.

Hi.

[Esther] What is it?

Uh. There's news.

[slow, dramatic music]

Seven.

Five more this morning plus
the two we found last night.

Seven women in a part
of the plantation

we haven't covered. Some of
them were only metres apart.

Means the victims must have seen

the other bodies before
they were attacked.

Jesus.

Entomologist took
samples of blowfly.

Reckons if he can work it out

exactly where they
are in the life cycle,

he can ascertain precisely
when the victims died.

Some of them were much fresher.

You were right.

Yeah.

[keyboard clicking]

Micki?

Micki?

What?

Did you speak to Brink?
I put the call through.

Fuck, I never picked
up. What was it?

Soweto were expecting
the full profile

on their rapist yesterday.

Well, you're across it.
Couldn't you have helped me out?

You know what I'm
in the middle of.

Well, I thought you were on it.

How can I be?

I've got to finish this profile
based on the new evidence.

I'm pushing back
requests from Wemmer Pan.

Sorry.

I've got three serial
killers in my head, okay?

I can't just turn on off
and switch the other one on.

Everything okay?

Listen, I think
we've got something.

This, uh, profile you've been
feeding through his method.

Louis been going through some
of the older murder dockets.

Sure.

Come on then.

Okay. Nandi Phutini. 22,
from Blackburn Estate.

A guy picked her
up on the street

offering manual work in a hotel

and then he convinced
her to walk with him

via the sugar
plantations to Durban.

She was with him for, like,
two and a half months.

Until farmers found
her burnt remains.

That was a year and a half ago.

Hang on. How do
we know all this?

That's just it.
Her sister, Ruth.

She overheard them talking.

And I have her details.

Come.

[emotional music]

[woman speaking in
a foreign language]

She not speak now.

I am so sorry.

[woman speaking in
a foreign language]

The person who did this.

Yes, I did. I know.

And we're still trying
to find him, I promise.

This man and your sister.

You were inside cooking
and overheard them talking?

I know you've been through
all this before but, um,

if you could remember
anything about how he sounded.

Maybe quiet. Or confident.

Charming.

He was charming.

[woman speaking in
a foreign language]

I was cooking.

[woman speaking in
a foreign language]

He jokes.

[woman speaking in
a foreign language]

His job, to find cleaners.

[woman speaking in
a foreign language]

I did not feel he was true.

And did you voice
that to your sister?

[woman speaking in
a foreign language]

But he had another
side to him, right?

[woman speaking in
a foreign language]

She says we wait.
We go tomorrow.

[woman speaking in
a foreign language]

Then it was nothing again.

[woman speaking in
a foreign language]

She need to come now. And
my sister. She needed money.

She always want to make
life for herself in city.

[woman speaking in
a foreign language]

And that's the last time
you were with Nandi?

I follow.

[woman speaking in
a foreign language]

And I turn away.

I let her go.

My sister.

But you say you didn't see him?

Yes, I did.

You mean you saw his face?

[woman speaking in
a foreign language]

It's okay. It's okay.

So, you can describe
him? You remember?

Yes. It's like a tattoo.

In my mind.

[dramatic music]

Not round. His face more narrow.

High cheekbones.

No. Ruth needs to
focus right now.

Yeah, but I wanna go
over what she said.

If we dig, there's
bound to be more.

This is the most important
thing. We get this right.

Okay. Okay, well then you and I

can go over the
details of the profile.

Micki, you've done enough.

You still haven't slept
since you got here.

Go and rest. Get
your head in gear.

I'm gonna need you later.

But this.

This is progress.

Okay.

Sure.

Hey, did the entomologist
come back with anything?

I, I don't know.

Okay. Um. Okay, well,
what about Soweto?

[Erika] Soweto?

Yeah. We need to go over the
new information they faxed.

But I did that, I
gave you my summaries.

Yeah, so we go through it again.

It's just, I don't
physically have the files.

Well, we can at least
try Erika, please.

Micki.

Sorry, I just. I cannot
just sit there, okay?

I can't sleep knowing
he's out there

sweet-talking the next girl.

Micki.

What?

I'm really worried about you.

Sorry. Sorry.

[slow, emotional music]

I'm not a mother. I
can't imagine your pain.

They're so carefree.

Lost in their own world.

They'll be proud of how
their mother helped.

What Ruth is telling us,
it takes us so much closer.

The children are not Ruth's.

They're Nandi's.

Oh.

They are my pain.

I look at their faces.

And I see that thing
they brought home from the sugar cane.

You know that thing
they called my daughter?

With everything
they've done to her.

Tell me,

why won't you catch him, hmm?

[emotional music]

It's him.

It's definitely him.

We need to get this out there.

Circulate it in the communities.

And we will carefully.

You do know he's
operating right now?

I told you, if anything,
he'll speed up his attacks.

The press release
is being prepared

along with part of your profile.

Micki, a word.

We're getting closer.
But you have to trust me.

It's time for the
nuts and bolts way.

We should have got here sooner.

You don't realise, if I'd
open myself up I could.

I get it, you're
strung out. We all are.

No, no. A delay like
this will be our fault.

You think I don't know that?

I'm going to need you for
what's to come, all right?

But your profile's done.

I know how to do my job
so just let me do it.

[suspenseful music]

[fabric tearing]

[building, suspenseful music]

[Micki coughing]

[Micki gagging]

[Micki panting]

[slow, swelling music]

[knocking on door]

Micki?

[knocking on door]

They found another body.

[slow, swelling music]

[Micki's voicemail
message playing]

Fuck.

[building, dramatic music]