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Inside everybody
there is a secret code.

DNA - the very essence
of who we are.

Lynda Mann, 15 years old, raped
and strangled with her own scarf.

The killer, he's a local,
I'm certain.

We're not going away until
we've got him. Just get the bastard.

You're as close to catching her
killer as when her body was found.
Not a single suspect.

The DNA fragments have combined
to make a pattern

that is as unique as a fingerprint.

Eureka!

What have we got?
Dawn Ashworth, 15. Didn't come home.

I'm arresting you on suspicion
of the murder of Dawn Ashworth.

We know you killed them both.
No.

If I killed Lynda,
I'd have bloody well said.

There's no way
you can prove that I did.

Dr Jeffreys, I want you to prove
he also murdered Lynda Mann.

There's no doubt - Gavin Hopkirk
did not kill Lynda Mann

or Dawn Ashworth, but what we do
know is that it was, indeed,

the same man who raped
and murdered both girls.

So, we're back to square one.
When I speak to the press,
you're going to be next to me.

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Are you SURE you don't need me
to be there?

I'm sure. They're going to question
the science.

You proved we got the wrong man.
It's my job to make sure
we catch the right one.

David, it's time.

I've got to go.
Yes, right. Bye bye, David.

No? No.

Stick to the press release. Keep it
simple. Let me answer the questions.

'Leicestershire Police
have called a press conference.'

All right? Lead the way.

Good luck.

Ladies and gentlemen,
if I could have your attention,

DCS Baker will make
a short statement, thank you.

"After new tests were carried out by
Dr Alec Jeffreys of Leicester University,

"the charges against Gavin Hopkirk
have been dropped."

How can you be letting someone go
after they've confessed?

We've used a relatively new process
called genetic fingerprinting.

The tests do not implicate Mr
Hopkirk in the murder of Lynda Mann.

The results of the test indicate
that a person, as yet unknown, is
involved in the deaths of the girls.

What are these new tests?
Details are in the press release.

I understand genetic fingerprinting
has not been tested in criminal court.

It has been proved in immigration
and paternity cases.

So you've wasted time on Hopkirk
when you should have been
searching for the real killer?

What does this mean
for Narborough and Enderby?

I think we should leave it there.
Thank you very much.

Why'd you confess, Gavin?

Huh? I'll be seeing you.

Yeah.

Are you going to be all right?

See you later.
Bye.

Morning. Morning.

How many people were you expecting
to today's lecture?

20, 25.
Don't tell me no-one's turned up?

Right!

First question. What do we know...

about seals?

We'd rather hear you talk about
the release of Gavin Hopkirk.

To catch fish, seals dive underwater
for long periods of time.

What is this to do
with Gavin Hopkirk? Everything!

If you can't see that,
we're all in trouble!

Now, would you kindly leave
my lecture?

Right now!

To do this, they store oxygen
in their muscles, in the form of...

myoglobin.

We look right bloody charlies!

DNA proves it wasn't Hopkirk, OK?
Gavin Hopkirk confessed!

It doesn't matter.
It was on the tapes.

Lads, lads - that's enough.

You agree with me, though? Geoff,
it doesn't matter what I think.

Or what you think. If the boss
is happy, then... so are we.

Thought I had him.

I know you all thought
the same thing.

We were wrong.

Right, we won't go hankering after
what might have been.

We start again.

Actually, we think of this
as a whole new investigation.

We go through everything
that we've got, piece by piece -

every statement, every phone call,
every house-to-house, interview.

Huh? We can do this,
and we have to, because the one
thing we know for certain

is that this man will do it again

and again and again,
until we find him.

And cut there.

OK. Come to me.

How was that?

She's walking all wrong.

Dawn would never walk like that.
She's too flat-footed.

Go on.

Thanks for doing this, Mrs Ashworth.

She was me best friend.

I keep thinking she's going
to come home from school

and we'll have our usual little chat
then she'll do her homework.

And what makes it worse...

he's living in one of the villages.

I look around and I think, "It could
be him. Or it could be him."

We'll find him, I promise you.

Right, we're on!

'The first reconstruction is of a
crime that you may have read about.

'You may have thought
it was solved.' Alec?

'It's about two girls from the same school
in Leicestershire, who were both 15,

'both sexually assaulted
and both murdered.

'Suspicion fell on...'
It's on now.

'..He was arrested
and in a tape-recorded interview

'he made a statement
and was charged with Dawn's murder.

'With nothing to link that suspect
with the earlier crime police used,

'for the first time in criminal
history, a forensic test called DNA
or genetic fingerprinting...'

Shall I turn it off?
No. This is history.

It's all because of you, son.

'..or you can ring
the incident room at Enderby

'on 0533 482400.

'That's 0533,
the code for Leicester, 482400.

'It leaves a tremendous gap...'

Incident room, DC Kohli.

Hello? Yes. What's your name?

'..it's that friendship...'

Sharon Smith.
Sharon, what did you see?

What you got?
Usual crazies.

A couple of mediums.

One is convinced the killer
is a police officer, which is why
he's getting away with it.

We'll investigate every lead
we're sent,

but there's nothing here
that we haven't been through before.

Needle in a bloody haystack.

Where are you going?

This is not all I do.

I've had an idea.
Come on, I'll show you.

So, the man we're looking for
is a serial killer.

Research shows us that
serial killers tend to kill within
five miles of where they live -

their so-called hunting ground.

The girls' bodies were found here

and here.

If I draw a circle, roughly, within
a five-mile radius of that centre point,

our man is in there,
so how do we flush him out?

The genetic fingerprint
of the killer is the only real
piece of evidence we've got.

In 1948, a young girl was murdered
in Blackburn.

The only clue was a fingerprint
on a bottle of medicine by her bed.

The DCI decided to fingerprint
every man over the age of 16
on that night in Blackburn.

After checking over 40,000
fingerprints...

40,000!

..they finally got their man.

You think we could
do the same here? Why not?

We've got the genetic fingerprint.
The principles are still the same.

You'd have to test the blood
of every male

between the ages of 15 and 34.

Is it possible?
That's what I want to know.

It would be time-consuming,
labour-intensive.

It would certainly be expensive.
We couldn't do it here.
We'd have to set up a new facility.

But, um...

yes, it is possible.

How on Earth do you propose
getting 5,000 men to give blood?

Press gangs?
We ask them to volunteer.

Then what? Nice cup of tea
and a biscuit? Come on, David.

What about civil liberties?
The press are going to have
an absolute field day.

I can see the headlines now -
"Vampire police take young men's blood!"

We're not going to ask them to do
anything we don't want them to do.

Why would anyone volunteer?
Because the killer of these women
is living amongst them.

I can't believe YOU're part of this!
I realise the scale of what I'm asking -

a radical new proven science, together
with the scientist who invented it.

What if the killer avoids
giving blood? He'll have seen
the headlines. He'll know...

That's exactly what
we're anticipating will happen, sir.

Every man in the villages
will get a letter

asking him to come to a centre
where their blood will be taken.

If any main fails to turn up,
we'll want to know why.
Won't he leave the area?

If someone moves, we can track
him down, go after him to take part.

What if he gets someone to take the
test for him? That's what I'd do.

Then we will have forced his hand.
He knows the net is closing in.

He's got a choice - avoid the test,
which will arouse suspicion,

do it and get caught,
or get someone to do it for him.

If that happens, his secret's
been compromised, hasn't it?

Let's just say
I agree to what you're proposing.

There's no way the Home Office
will sanction anything like this.

We're just going to have to try
and persuade them.

What's the name of this woman
we're seeing? Joy Blakefield.

Is she a minister?
No, she's a civil servant.

I thought we were seeing...
If we get Joy Blakefield on side,
we're home and dry.

We can't do the tests at the university.
We don't have the resources.

The Forensic Science Service...
Is quoting over £100 for each blood test.

That includes the cost of doctors
to take the blood, the premises...

Not all the samples will have
to go to the full genetic test.

If they're not the right...
Is this the best use of resources?

5,000 blood samples times £100,
that's a budget of £500,000

for what is, essentially,
an experiment?

With all due respect,
I don't think you understand...

With all due respect, Detective
Chief Superintendent, I think I do.

David, she's right.
This is an experiment.

Nobody knows what the outcome will
be. Nothing like this has been tried
before. I share your caution.

Look, we're all taking
very real risks here -

reputations, careers, money.

But what ARE we doing here?

What's the risk of
not carrying out this experiment?

Another teenage girl
being raped and murdered? Hm.

I think this new test might find
the man who committed these murders

and prevent him
from committing any more.

I believe ICI now own the patent
for your invention.

That's correct.
My understanding is

that the Home Office feel
they should have Crown privilege
over Dr Jeffreys' invention.

It would certainly make things
a lot easier.

ICI have invested a great deal
into developing these techniques.

I understand that. This government
is all for rewarding free
enterprise. The fact remains...

This is all about money.

I would love to support this idea,
but I also live in the real world.

Where does the half a million
come from?

Nurses? Teachers?
Bobbies on the beat?

You found it
for the miners' strike.

Sorry.

Well, let's see what happens.

Here we are, sir.
Oh, thank you.

Hello, Alec. David.
Have a sit down.

Dennis Thatcher was at ICI
last week.

They told him about
the Home Office's reluctance

to pay for the privilege
of using your invention.

Mr Thatcher has a word with
his missus, who let it be known

that if the Home Office doesn't
cough up, she'd want to know why.

Are YOU working for Thatcher now?

Well, whoever it is, we got
what we wanted. Blood testing's on.

How's the Forensic Science Service
doing?

Well, I spoke to Peter Gill
and we're ready to go, I think.

All we need to do now
is persuade the locals.

This is our best chance
to convince the community.

So don't fuck it up!

Firstly, can I say that we are only interested
in men between the ages of 18 and 34.

Dr Jeffreys can talk to you
about blood samples and the process,

but from the police point of view,
we're not interested in speeding
fines or TV licence evasion,

whatever the media likes
to speculate about.

We want to catch the killer.

What we need is more police on
the beat and more street lighting.

Our children are coming home
in the dark from school.

I understand your concerns and
we are liaising with the council,

but tonight's meeting is... I don't
like you treating us all as guilty,

until the professor manages
to prove otherwise.

Sir, our aim is simply to exclude
people from the investigation.

Once we get the results, we'll send
letters to every man telling him
that his name has been cleared.

What are you going to do after
with these blood samples?

Once we find the killer,
we will destroy all the samples.

Who's to say, in a few years, DNA
fingerprinting won't be rubbished?

Dr Jeffreys... Alec, will you...?
Yes.

We are all different
from each other -

unique.

And this uniqueness can be seen
in the form of our genetic make-up.

We get this from our mothers
and fathers, who get their genetic
make-up from their parents.

What if someone don't want to do it?

Excuse me, can I say something,
please?

I lost my... our daughter
to this... fiend.

We want to catch him and if that
means every man of the right age

having to give a tiny bit of blood
in order to do so then, for
God's sake, let's get on with it.

A sample of blood.

That's all it takes.

It's then carefully sealed
into one of these, labelled

and sent to the laboratory where
it undergoes a series of processes

that, in the end,
produces a barcode -

just like you see
in the supermarket.

This is what my genetic fingerprint
looks like.

What if there's a mistake?

Let me be absolutely clear
about this.

There is no mistake.

All of us have one of these.

And all of them are different,

unique.

This is me.
This is my unique code.

And this...

..is the code of the killer.

You don't need to be here, you know.
Yes, I do.

Are you all right? I'm fine.
I think it's flu or something.

All right.

Everybody, gather round.
The boss has got something to say.

Right, make sure you take
their full names,

their addresses - both work
and home - telephone numbers.

We also need to check photo ID.

If they haven't got photo ID,
take their photo,

write their name across the back
and arrange a time to visit
to confirm who they are.

Also, make sure...

..all samples are labelled
with their name and a number that
they've been assigned.

Right?

Alec?

Once labelled, they'll be sent
to the Forensic Science Service

at Aldermaston.

Now, we can't afford to make
any mistakes.

If you feel you may have contaminated
a sample in any way, do it again.

If we get this wrong, this man will
slip through the net and we will not
get another chance.

- Is that clear?
- Yes, sir.

Sure? Got it? Right, let's go.

I must say,
it looks very impressive.

Yes, well, now we just need
someone to turn up.

Sir? Yes. You'd better come
and have a look at this.

Do you want to come with me?

A few volunteers.

'The world's first
DNA manhunt is under way.

'Thousands of men from Narborough,
Littlethorpe and Enderby

'have been attending voluntary
blood tests in the attempt to catch
the killer of two schoolgirls.'

Excuse me.

'All men aged between 18 and 34
have received a letter

'asking them to attend
the screening.'

We've got people stacked up here.
Yes, sir.

Thank you very much.

Right, be very, very careful.

Is that the first batch of samples?
Away they go.

Thank you.

All right, sir?
Gentlemen, how are you?

Let me introduce you. This is Peter Gill,
our principal research scientist.

How do you do? This is Detective
Chief Superintendent David Baker,
Detective Inspector Alan Madden.

Welcome to the pleasure dome!
How's it going?

I admit, we weren't expecting
this amount of samples so early on.

Let me show you what we're doing.

This is where the blood arrives
and is initially analysed
for its blood group and PGM.

We extract the DNA
from the remaining blood sample
and add the restriction enzymes.

If we get the full 5,000
blood samples that we're predicting,

the final number that would go
to full genetic screening...

to the, er... the final...

Are you all right, sir?
..would be, er...

Peter? Around 1,000.
Yes. Maybe less.

And when can we expect
to get any results? We're not sure.

If we do have to analyse
1,000 samples,

it's going to take five months
to process them.

Five months?
That's to do them all.

We can clear men as soon as
we have the blood type and the PGM.

It's still a long time.
It's pioneering work. I know.

I did say it would take some time.

The most important thing
is that we get it right.
We've already got 1,000 samples.

The response has been huge...

Alec.
Can we get some help here?

It strikes me as ironic that when
you went to the doctor's last week,

you refused to have
your blood taken.

I thought I had flu.

You don't need to have
your blood taken.

You do if it contains
the Epstein-Barr virus.

Glandular fever

is not what I need right now!

No. Right now, you need to rest.

The blood samples.
Are all taken care of.

I can't stay here.
I've got too much to do. Alec.

Please.

At this rate,
you're going to kill yourself.

Or, more likely,
I'm going to do it for you.

I'm sorry.
No, you're not.

Sue, please, I can't stay here.

No, you can't.

Unfortunately,
they're sending you home.

Good.

You once told me the thing
you loved most about your job,

after you'd discovered something
or invented something,

was passing it on and letting it
go out into the big wide world.

Let it go.

You were living in Narborough
in 1984.

It doesn't matter how long
you were there.

You'll need to visit your local
police station in Newcastle.

We'll tell them to expect you.

We have three testing centres
which cover the five-mile radius.

Anyone refuse to give their blood?
Er... Well, a couple.

One chap had a thing about needles,
a recognised phobia,

so we asked him
to give his sample... another way,
which he seemed happier about.

Semen sample, sir.
Oh, yeah.

Quite a few didn't attend, so
we're sending out second letters
to encourage them to volunteer.

If that doesn't work...?
We start asking awkward questions.

Um... this has just come through,
sir. What is it?

Woman in Enderby says
a neighbour got a second letter.
He's now packing his bags.

Has he had his blood taken?
No. We sent him a reminder,
spoke to him, but you know...

All right. Now he's moving out?
Yeah. Let's have a chat with him.

What's going on?
Mr Denmoor? Yeah.

Going somewhere nice?
We were wondering why you hadn't
responded to our letters.

I thought it were voluntary.
Absolutely. 100%.

Me wife is away, abroad.

At her mother's.
I don't see how that's relevant.

You got a call, didn't you?
From a Mrs Harris?

She lives next door to me?

And...?

I've been, er...

"busy"?

Mrs Harris doesn't want me
to leave her.

She doesn't want me to get back
together with me wife.

She and I, um...

If you can provide us with a blood
sample, you can be on your way.

Do you want to do
that blood test now? Yeah.

I am not collaborating with
the police. It's how it looks, Alec.

I thought you supported me on this.
This isn't about me.

It's all this shit I'm getting
at the university.

All our worthy colleagues huffing
and puffing about you sharing
a platform with Detective Baker.

Getting help from
Maggie bloody Thatcher.

This place is a tip!

For God's sake, Sue,
why are you saying all this?
What if they don't catch the killer?

What will they say about your test?
All your work goes down the drain.

That's the risk I have to take
and you knew that.
What about the risk WE'RE taking?

People know who you are, Alec, what
you've done. It's in all the papers.

That includes the man who raped
and murdered those two girls.

People know where we live.
They're on our doorstep
wanting you to take their blood.

He's not going to come here, is he?

You're the man who can prove
he killed those girls.

Now he's being backed into a corner.

Hey.

Come on. It's all right.

You've taken over 2,000 blood
samples and still haven't found him?

No, but we've eliminated
almost 1,900 men from the inquiry.

I can't see how that helps...
The net is closing in.

Have you got your letter and ID?

Great. Thank you.

If you'd like to come with me.

Age? 27.

Date of birth?
23 March... 1960.

Blood transfusion
in the last six months? ..No.

Bingo!

When do I get the results?

12th of bloody never, I've heard.

Backlog at the lab. Can't cope.
Meet me at the desk.

Passport. Thank you very much.
Cup of tea? No, it's all right.

Anything? No.

We're not going to get him,
not like this.

You're the lucky one.
I've got to drive to Portsmouth
to pick up one blood sample.

Hello, Alec.
Hello, David.

Sue told me you were back.

I'm looking to find a way
of speeding up the testing process.

She sounded a bit worried
on the phone.

Thought you had to take a rest,
take it easy.

Thousands of blood samples have been
taken. We still haven't got him.

They said it would take months,
but...

Do you ever think you got it wrong?

All the time!

For example, when I first looked
at Gavin Hopkirk's barcode,

I thought I must have missed
something completely stupid.

I even thought maybe blood and semen
had different DNA. Madness!

But it wasn't. You were right.

The thing is, if this fails,

people's perception
of forensic DNA will be shattered.

Oh, hello, Sue.
Hello, David.

You come to congratulate him?

Hasn't he told you? Alec is being
awarded a professorship.

Congratulations, Alec.
Thank you, David.

Thank you, Leicester University,
for this honour.

This university have allowed me
to sit at my work bench

and just explore the unknown.

As I speak, genetic fingerprinting
is being used

to catch the killer
of two local girls -

Dawn Ashworth and Lynda Mann.

To quote the motto
of this university,

"Ut vitam habeant" -

"so that they might have life".

Science IS about exploration,
but it's also about application.

My hope is that genetic
fingerprinting will not only help us
understand who WE are,

but will also help us catch the man
who committed these terrible crimes,

so that we all may have life.

Thank you.

David?

Oh, er...

I really admire what you're doing,
David.

What you're trying to do -
all the blood testing.

The newspaper said it could change
how the police catch criminals
in the future. Mm.

If something good
could come out of... all this...

..that would be of some help.

I really mean that.

We can't let this happen
to anyone else.

No.

What time are you back, love?
Not late.

Is Danny walking you home?
Flippin' hope so!

See ya, Mum.

I fucking saw you in there, Danny!
You didn't see a thing. Yes, I did.

Hiya.

Are you going Enderby way,
by any chance? Jump in.

You're not a rapist, are you?

All right. Cheers.

That was the turning just there.

Can you let me out the car, please?

Honestly, I'll walk. It's fine.

Could you just please...?

What you doing? Get off!

Get off me!

Stop the fucking car now!

I'm getting out!

Dirty bastard!

Come in.

Hello, sir.
David, take a seat.

As you know, I'm a big supporter
of what you're trying to do.

Yes, sir. Everyone thinks it shows
enterprise and initiative -

the idea of flushing out the killer.

There are concerns, David,
about the cost of the screening,
whether this is getting us anywhere.

Questions are being asked.
You've not found this man
after nearly 5,000 samples.

How many more?
Every sample taken means a man
is eliminated from the inquiry.

Well, there's no end, is there?
Unless you take blood
from every man in the country.

You can't shut us down, sir.
Not now.

It's not just about the money.
What is it about, then?

Where's this coming from?

"There's courage in trying
new ideas..." How far upstairs?

"..but even greater courage
in acknowledging their failure."

Whoever signs a letter that tries
to close this investigation

is personally responsible
for the next young girl raped
and murdered in these villages.

Shall I put that in a memo, sir?

Love?
In here, Mum.

You not going in?
That's not like you.

Were you out late last night?
Not late.

Oh, well. I suppose we were all
like that when we were your age.

What's happened?

Nothing.

Right. I've got to go.

Mum?

Thanks.

I'll see you later.

Cleared? 3,100.

Alec?
Who's that man?

What man?
There, by the car.

He was there this morning.

When I took the girls. He wasn't
there when I came back. Why?

Call David Baker.
Take the girls upstairs.

Who are you? What do you want?
Dr Jeffreys.

Dr Jeffreys.

My son.

What?

I think he's mine.
You're the scientist, yes?

You can help me know the truth.

Oh.

Oh, I see.

It's fine.
Please, you must tell me.

I'm really sorry
to have called you out. No...

Everyone's still so on edge.

How did he find you?
God knows! We're ex-directory.

Any news? How's the screening going?
Well, still nothing.

We know the names of every man
in that five-mile radius.

I make the team go over the list
again and again, send out letters,

phoning them up, knocking on doors.

One lad was in the navy down in the
Falklands when Dawn Ashworth was killed.

I still insisted
they ask him to volunteer.

They knock on a door, a woman
answers, her son's a quadriplegic.

"Ask him to volunteer.
No exceptions."

Has something happened? David?

We've tested nearly every man
in our five-mile radius.

Maybe he just lives
outside the circle.

Yes, maybe. Maybe not.
Maybe we'll never know.

This screening's costing a fortune -
without any results.

I'm afraid they're going to
shut us down. They can't do that!

Apparently, it takes courage
to admit when you've failed.

Look, I could never have anticipated
that first DNA fingerprint.

It was an accident,
but I also know it was the result
of a lot of years of hard work.

Look, you and I both know
that we make our own luck.

We apply everything we've learned.
We hold our nerve.

And, hopefully,
like the DNA fingerprinting,

we get a lucky break.

I'll show you out.

Bye, Sue.
Bye.

Good night, sir.

Incident room, DS Taylor.

You what?

I was in a pub, just having
a drink with some workmates.

What pub?
The Clarendon on West Avenue.

That's when he said it.

When did you over hear
this conversation?

Beginning of August.
Beginning of August?

Yeah, sorry. I was going to call in
sooner, but, um...

A relative who's a policeman,
I was going to tell him,
but he was away, then I was away.

I don't want to get anybody
in trouble... No, you're not.
It's absolutely fine.

Er...
When...? No, you go.

Where do you work?
Hampshire's Bakery, in Leicester.

What exactly did Ian say?

That he'd given blood
for someone else.

It's on the corner.

Mr Whenby? Yeah?
DI Madden, Enderby police station.

Can we have a few words?
What's this about? Down the station.

Did you give blood, Ian,
during the last screening?

I don't live in the area,
so I never got a letter or anything.

Did you give blood, Ian?

I didn't think I had to.

I would have done.

You can take it now.

We have it on good authority
that you gave your blood
in someone else's place.

No?

Did you do that, Ian?

Why would I? You were heard
talking about it, bragging about it.

I never bragged about it.
So you DID do it?

I may have done.
As a favour, that's all.

A favour? Yeah.

He'd done it for a mate,
stood in for him, so he asked me
to do it as a mate, that's all.

And you never thought to ask why?

He'd done it cos his mate
had been done for flashing.

Thought police would nick him.
So...?

Well, he's me boss.

At the bakery where I work.

So I didn't have a choice.

Not if I wanted to keep me job.

And how, exactly,
did you go about it?

He sorted out his passport.

Cut out a photo with a blade
and replaced it with mine.

Do you think a man would go
to such lengths if he wasn't guilty?

In this case, guilty of murder?

No way. He told me he was doing it
for a mate. I believed him.

Why wouldn't I?

I never thought he'd killed anybody.

Do you have any idea
how much police time you've wasted?

I'm sorry. I really thought...

What's his name, Ian?

Right, according to this,
he was charged with
indecent exposure in 1978...

'79... He even had treatment
at the Carlton Hayes Hospital.

Next to the pavilion? Why didn't
we have him three years ago?

Because he and his wife
were living in Leicester.

They moved to Littlethorpe
a month after Linda's murder.

Was he questioned during
the house-to-house?
Yeah. He had an alibi.

On 21st November '83, he was
babysitting his ten-week-old son.

He wouldn't leave his ten-week-old
baby at home? Where was his wife?

Night class in Narborough.

Right. We'll go to the house.
You two go to the bakery.
See what you can find.

I hope this isn't another wild
goose chase! Better bloody not be.

DS Taylor, Leicestershire Police.
DC Kohli.

Got a Colin Pitchfork works here?

Here you are.

Bingo.

Let's go. Thanks.

Has he done a runner, do you think?
Wait. We'll just wait.

Wait, wait, wait.

Colin Pitchfork?

Yeah? Detective Chief Superintendent
David Baker.

Detective Inspector Alan Madden.
What's this about?

We'd like you to answer
a few questions on the death of
Lynda Mann and Dawn Ashworth.

He got a letter saying
he was in the clear. Come inside.

Get in the car, please,
Mr Pitchfork.

OK.

Colin?

Colin, where are you going?

Colin!

Can you get off me, please?

I don't understand.

Hello?

Alec, we've made an arrest.
A suspect is in custody.

David, that's great news!
Not yet.

We've been here before.
I want the DNA proof.

The sample is on its way
to Aldermaston. Can you go?

Yes, of course. I'll see you there.

Yes. Right.

Say nothing to anyone.
Alan, come on.

Blood group A. PGM non-secretor.

Sample one.

Colin Pitchfork.

Sample two.

Right.

Why would he get someone
to give their blood if he didn't
have something to hide?

Why would a 17-year-old lad
admit to a crime he didn't commit?

We've been here before.

Go and tell them, Peter.

No, it's all yours, Alec.

Any news?
Nothing yet, sir.

As soon as there is,
I want to know. Yes, sir.

This is the killer's code.

And this...

..is Colin Pitchfork's.

Colin Pitchfork's
genetic fingerprint...

matches exactly
the genetic fingerprint of the man

we know raped and murdered
Lynda Mann and Dawn Ashworth.

Are you sure?

You got him.

You finally got him.

Congratulations.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Kath? David Baker.

I made you a promise.

I just wanted to say we've got him.

Here he is.

Well done, sir.

# For he's a jolly good fellow

# For he's a jolly good fellow
For he's a jolly good fellow

# And so say all of us. #

I'd just like to say
congratulations to all of you.
Thank you for all your hard work.

To a result!

At last!

Congratulations, David.

Thank you, sir.

Well, thank God it's all over with.

It'll never be over with,
not for me.

I'll never forgive that man
for what he did to my Lynda,

what he's done to this family.

People tell me that Dawn was
in the wrong place at the wrong time.

But Dawn wasn't in the wrong place.

It was a summer's afternoon and she
was just going about her business,

just walking down...

He was the one in the wrong place,

not Dawn.

So why the gap of three years?

He'd had an affair with a woman,
which seemed to keep him occupied.

When that stopped,
he was back on the lookout.

He would have done it again.

You think so?
Oh, yeah.

By the way, you should know that the
judge said had it not been for DNA,

that he would still be at large

and that other women
would have been in danger.

I've been meaning to ask you.

How far WERE you willing to go?
How many blood samples?

We had another 27,000 in the system.

All right.

Well... Maybe now we can get back
to our normal life.

Come on.

Normal life?

Since when have WE lived
a normal life?

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