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(UNZIPPING)

(COUGHS)

Well, let's examine the body
shall we?

No, no, I don't want you going
in there, the less contamination
the better.

Get moving setting up
the incident room. (COUGHS)

Never seen anything like it. Beggars
belief. She's been sliced in two.

Her skin is like a white china doll.
(COUGHS) My chest hurts.

Well, whoever killed her placed her
body so she'd be found quickly.

I want details of all cars, vans,
trucks parked in the area.

Search all skips and bins for
handbags, clothes, shoes, anything.

I've never worked this side of
the river. I had to catch two buses.

Do we know any details yet? Not yet.
Morgan's giving uniform their orders.

My God, that does not look real.

This is the worst part.
Look at this.

Barbara, Barbara, look at the board.

It's a blow-up doll, isn't it?
But it's in two parts.

Attention, everybody.

We have a female victim
aged between 20 and 30.

Naked, but with nothing
to identify her.

So that will be our priority.

Find out who the poor soul is.

Have we got anything in from
Pathology? We're working blind.

It's hard to see what
she looked like
because of that slash to her mouth.

DCI Morgan's been at the lab all
afternoon. He looked terrible.

He should be in bed. As it is,
he's spreading his germs.

I've walked miles. 100 door-to-doors
and no-one's seen anything
apparently.

Have we got anything
from the post-mortem yet? No.

There's no-one fitting her
description from this area reported
missing.

Anyone tried to contact DCI Morgan?
Not recently. I'll do it.

Tea, anybody?

Somebody must have really hated her
to do something like that.

Well, I don't think we're looking at
domestic violence.

Oh, really, Barbara? Very incisive.

What do you think we're looking for,
then?

It would take some kind
of a psychopath with a chainsaw
in his bathroom.

Yeah. What?

OK, thank you.

DCI Morgan's been taken to hospital
with pneumonia.

I told you he was sick.

Right, listen up, everybody.
What, picnic time, is it?

For those of you who don't know me,

I'm Detective Chief Inspector
James Langton.

I will now be heading up
this enquiry,

due to the inability of DCI Morgan
to continue running the show.

This is DI Mike Lewis. Some of you
have worked with him before.

So...do we have her identified yet?

Oh, my...

By now, Travis, you should be used
to post-mortem procedure.

Yes, sir, I've worked three cases
now.

Good, because we don't want you
crashing out and vomiting. (SNIGGER)

No need to go on up,
I'm ahead of you.

I'm going to need a bit more time
for finer details.

Her injuries are extensive.

Are you taking over?
Correct, Veronica.

Poor DCI Morgan was in a bad way,
I had him shipped off to hospital
before -

Yeah, yeah. Let's get cracking,
enough time's been wasted already.

Not on my part.

Your victim was between 24 and 30
years old,

5'5" tall and 56 kilograms.

The mutilation was done
very professionally,

perhaps by someone
with surgical experience.

Slicing through her body,
cutting through muscle tissue

and then the spinal cord,

not only takes time
but these incisions are very neat.

The body was drained of blood
before being severed.

There are incisions to the femoral
artery and the right jugular vein.

Again, no easy feat. One would
require a pump and tubes.

The cuts to her face
were made with a scalpel.

They are deep, slicing through
the cheek to give the impression -

That she's smiling.
Yeah.

There's extensive bruising
to sections

of the head, forehead and midline.

Some of the hair's been shaved off.

Her hair, dyed, by the way, she's a
natural blonde,

you can see a little bit of regrowth
in the parting.

There's further bruising
to her arms and thighs

and restraint marks
on her wrists and ankles.

Now all of this would have taken
some considerable time.

Judging by the marks on her body,
she would have had to have been
tied down.

Badly bitten fingernails,
by the way.

Did you get any fibres or anything
that might help us?

No, her body was scrubbed clean
with a stiff brush.

leaving nothing on her skin
bar the abrasions.

And the time of death?

Within the last 36 hours.

We're still working on her internal
organs and Toxicology have samples,

but without her blood we won't
turn up anything satisfactory.

I've taken hair and tissue samples
for her DNA profile.

DCI Morgan asked if we could help
provide a photograph

for identification of her face
without the injuries.

(GULLS CRY)

Somebody somewhere
must know who she is.

She was lovely.

I don't know. Look how many girls
we checked out,

she don't match any one of them.

We're maintaining
a complete press blackout

on what has been done to the victim.

But an identical picture went out
in this morning's papers
appealing for information.

because until we know who she was,
we'll get nowhere fast.

Good of you to join us, Travis.

This is a possible sir. Sounds as if
she recognises our victim.

Female?
Yeah. Travis, take it.

Hello, it's DC Travis.
Can I have your name, please?

We're not giving out information
at the moment, I'm afraid.

What's the problem, Mick?

Journo from the Telegraph, Richard
Reynolds. Tell him to piss off.

Yes, Joan? Another caller,
says it could be his sister.

Cut through the dross.
Ask about colouring, height, age,

and if it's a match
we'll bring them in. OK.

What is it, Travis?
Hold the line, please.

A Sharon Bilkin says
the missing girl is her flatmate.

When did she last see her?
Three days ago. Do we have a name?

Louise Pennel.
Get her address, go and see her.

Sharon Bilkin?
Hi. I've not got very long.

I've got an audition this afternoon
in the West End.

What kind of sick bastard
would do all this?

I'm still working
but I think you should know

that your victim is missing
a number of lower internal organs.

What with this
and the blood draining,

it's more likely your killer
has surgical experience.

This is Louise. She's trying to
break into modelling, like me.

She had these done
a few months back.

It's her, isn't it, from the paper?

I'm going to have to ask you
some questions, OK?

Can I take this?
Yeah.

What's she done?
Has she done something?

When was the last time you saw her?
Er, Friday, we went to a club.

I left her there
and she didn't come back

but that's not unusual,
sometimes she stays out for days.

Does she work? Yeah,
part-time dental nurse.

She's paid peanuts cos they're doing
her teeth, putting on caps.

What has she done?
I'm sorry to tell you this,

but it's possible your friend
may have been murdered.

Travis is bringing in the flatmate.
No immediate family, as yet.

Veronica, is there any way you could
uh...clean her face up a bit?

So, I need you to look at this girl
and tell me if you recognise her.

But I did from the photograph,
I said it was her.

I know, but we need to be sure and
er...with no next of kin. Right.

Are you ready?
Yeah.

What's been done to her? Her face,
what's the matter with her face?

Is this Louise Pennel? Why's she look
like that? What's happened to her?

Now we go to work.

(KEYS JANGLE)

That's the landlady,
she owns the house.

(DOOR OPENS)

A lot of dirty laundry
but not many new clothes.

Found some evening gear
that looks expensive.

Ah, look at this, very nice.
Cashmere.

And some, uh, new, hardly worn,
compared with uh -

Do you reckon she was on the game?

You tell me. You don't get this kind
of gear

working part-time as a dental nurse.

I'm going to go talk to the landlady.

When was the last time
you saw Miss Pennel?

They used to get back late.

Waking me up. But it would be...

Probably be last Friday.
I saw her leave with Sharon.

She had a flower in her hair,
I remember that.

Did you ever see anyone with her,
anyone come visit?

No. Well...one night there was
a ring on my doorbell,

and there was this man there,
said he wanted her.

Then he walked across the road
to wait in his car.

Now we know who she is, Mike,
what else have we got?

She worked for a dentist
but got fired three weeks ago.

His alibi checks out, says she was
always late. Paul, anything?

Not a lot, no letters or diary.

Missing is a red coat with velvet
collar and matching buttons.

She was wearing it when -
No friends, no boyfriends?

No boyfriends. There was
an older guy she was seeing.

The flatmate told Travis that Louise
answered an advert somewhere.

The Times or could it have been
Time Out? And?

She thinks she got the job
but she doesn't know what it was.

But she was asking about getting
a passport.

Check it out!

She used to go out and meet him

and come back with a lot of clothes
and stuff,

and one time she looked really done
in, she had a bruise on her face.

Said she'd fallen down the stairs.
Did you see him?

Listen, sweetheart,
we've got no time to waste.

Tell me about this man
she was seeing.

He was tall, dark haired.
He wore a long black coat.

This is DCI Langton. He was
giving her presents, right, money?

Yeah, and perfume. It was an
old-fashioned one, it smelt of lilac

and she started wearing odd makeup.

Very pale with lots of black
eyeliner and red lipstick.

Like a Goth or something out of
the Adams Family.

And when she went out, she started
to pin a red rose in her hair.

# BILLIE HOLIDAY: You Go To My Head

Travis, I want you to go back to
the landlady, jog her memory,

see if she can come up with anything
about this older bloke

that was seeing the victim, and
question the neighbours again.

Have we got anything on this new job
the victim was supposed to have?

Only a possible time re the advert
but I'm checking with Time Out -

Remember it required a passport.

Well, that's not much to go on.
Right now it's all we've bloody got!

Keep at it! Sharon said that Louise
went to local cafes

to get free meals off the men there.

Have you been down there?
Not yet.

Paul, check them out.

Guv, better read this.

'Roses are red, violets are blue

Who cut Louise Pennel's
mouth in two?'

How the hell did they get hold of
that information?

This looks like the picture Sharon
Bilkin had.

It's not a dahlia, it's a rose.

We are going to get a load of calls
from now on.

As long as we hold off on the
atrocities that Louise suffered,

then maybe we can distinguish
between any nutters and any real
tip-offs.

Get over there and close this down.

Hi, I'm sorry to keep you waiting,
I'm Richard Reynolds.

Anna Travis.
Nice to meet you.

Do you want to come through
to the newsroom?

Or if you prefer,
we can bag someone's office.

More private. Crime Desk's a little
bit like Piccadilly Circus.

(INDISTINCT)

Take a seat, I'll get some coffee
organised.

How can I help? It's about
the article you wrote

about the murder victim
Louise Pennel.

We didn't have much.
There hadn't been a press release.

But you wrote that her mouth had been
slit in two. That was in the letter.

I got another anonymous letter

that likened your victim to somebody
called...Elizabeth.

Elizabeth Short?
Have you heard of her?

No.
Me, neither.

I haven't had a chance
to look her up.

To be honest, I've been sidelined
by this young boy that's missing.

Do you still have the letter?
No, I don't.

You know, I did call the police
about it,

I wasn't exactly taken seriously.
Then I got the second letter.

I don't have that, either,
I'm afraid.

Can you recall exactly what it said?

Thanks, Lex.

This second letter.

Like I said, we get a shed-load
of crank letters

every time we lead
with a murder story.

Thanks. But what did this one say?
Something about how

the case of the Black Dahlia
was never -

Hang on, the Black what?
Dahlia.

What does that mean?

No idea. It's just what the letter
said. How it was never solved

and now there was another one,
the Red Dahlia.

Was it handwritten?
No, typed.

That was the 'Roses are red,
violets are blue

Who cut her mouth in two?'

Was it, by the way, cut in two?

Do you know a young woman
called Sharon Bilkin? Should I?

OK, look, could you please
get in touch with me

if you get any more contact
from anyone?

This is my direct line.

Thanks for your time.
My pleasure.

Have you had lunch?

Pardon? There's a nice pub
just around the corner.

Oh, no, I've got to get back. Thanks.

How about dinner one evening?

Apparently, it was a story
cobbled together

when they received the photograph.
But you got the note?

Actually there's two of them.
Two?

It said exactly what Richard Reynolds
printed in the paper.

It had to have come from the killer.
We never disclosed the wounds.

The only person outside our team who
saw them is Sharon Bilkin.

I'm on my way to her now.

I said they could take everything
cos I don't want her stuff.

Got to get someone else in to pay
the rent.

They've left some things in an old
suitcase. I shoved everything in it.

(VACUUMING)

You just sold her photograph,
did you?

I didn't sell it.
Sharon, this is very important.

You may not feel like you are
withholding evidence, but you are.

Are you telling me everything?
You had a folder of photos. Sharon!

Yeah, all right.
(VACUUM OFF)

I know this bloke, Kenneth,
he's done some snaps of me.

I bumped into him and we got
talking. I told him about Louise.

He came back here for coffee
and I showed him her pictures.

Did you tell him about the marks on
Louise's mouth? No.

Will you stop cleaning for a minute,
please!

(VACUUM OFF)
Did you give the journalist anything
else?

I never even met him. Kenneth gave
me 50 quid.

I just want her stuff removed.

She was always on the scrounge,
pleading poverty.

She'd use my makeup, my perfume.

She'd even nick my tampons
and then deny it.

Is there no-one
who would want her things?

I don't know.

What is it?

Anything you think of might help me.

When I first met her, she was really
positive, you know?

Really excited about the future
but...

..after a couple of months
she changed, she was different.

Always sneaking in and out,
secretive.

(MURMUR OF CONVERSATION)

It was always as if she was waiting
for something.

Like every time the phone rang,
she'd look towards it

like she was hoping for something to
happen.

I knew something was wrong,
I just didn't know what.

I'll never know now, will I?

(DISTORTED SINGING)

(GULLS CRY)

(READS) Howard House Library 1964.

Etiquette: All You Need To Know
About Home Entertaining?

Dear sir, I have enclosed
a photograph of myself.

LOUISE: I would like to apply for the
position of personal assistant

I am presently working for a dental
practice but have always

wanted to travel and as I have no
dependants,

this would not be a problem.

I am able type but do not have
shorthand experience.

..Working. Reliable and hardworking.

Please contact me on the number
above.

I look forward to hearing from you.

(DISTORTED SINGING)

(GASPS)

Is he in yet?

Oh, yes. I think he spent the night
here.

Barbara, you were trying to trace
the advert in the paper, right?

Well, this might help. Found it
in Louise Pennel's belongings.

This is part of her job application.
That's her suitcase.

Meant to bring it in last night.

Barbara, Guv wants a bacon roll.
What's this?

It's Louise Pennel's suitcase.

BARBARA: She just brought it in.
It stinks of mothballs.

I'm not bagging and tagging
all that lot.

Get lost!
(CHUCKLES)

I couldn't believe it when I saw it.

Elizabeth Short. She was 22 years old

and was murdered in Los Angeles
in 1947.

Her killer was never found.
It was called the Black Dahlia Case.

Sorry.

Just look at these mortuary shots.

Awful.

There are even more photographs,

describing the exact way
that she was found,

and a detailed description of the man
that they were hunting.

There's even a sketch somewhere.

(WHISTLES THROUGH TEETH)
Give me a minute.

This LA killer sent anonymous letters
to a reporter.

Louise Pennel's body was placed in
exactly the same way.

A few years ago there was a book out
written by a detective

who claimed that his own father
was the killer.

He worked for the LA homicide team.

The suspect? No, no, his father -
he was a surgeon -

HE was the police officer.
Look, it's here.

Give me some breathing space.

(SIGHS)

I'm still loathe to go to the press
with more details.

It's just that there were two other
murders.

If he is copying the Black Dahlia,

he could go the whole way and kill
again.

They never released details of how -
(KNOCK AT DOOR)

Yes! - the Yorkshire Ripper killed.

Bacon roll, sir, no tomato.
Thank you.

Well, maybe they should have done,
he murdered 11 women.

If we give the press anything near
the details of this case,

it will create mayhem.

(NOISY CHATTER)

Right, settle down, everybody.

Settle down, this will just
take a minute.

Anna, Howard House was a children's
home.

It closed down about five years ago.

From the library book we were able
to check out a Mrs F Pennel in
Margate.

Relation? I couldn't speak to her.
She's elderly and bedridden.

But her housekeeper, a Joyce Hughes,

says she thinks she's our victim's
grandmother.

Sorry, sir, I was just giving
the Margate update.

Travis, don't bother phoning,
just get down there.

In the meantime, have we had any joy
in tracing this bloody advert?

Train timetable.

I don't know, you get all the perks,
nice little trip to the seaside.

Barbara!
No luck, sir, but I thinking

of applying for a job on a cruise
ship.

Yeah, very funny.

We find who placed this advert,
I reckon it will lead us to the only
suspect we have, so come on!

Move your arses.

Travis.

I hope this little trip to Margate
proves worthwhile.

Is it all right if I go straight home
afterwards, sir?

Why? Have you got a date or
something?

I'll call you if I find anything.

(GULLS CRY)

Mrs Hughes? I'm Travis.

Follow me.

Mrs Pennel is expecting you.
She may be sleeping.

Have you worked for Mrs Pennel long?
12 years.

There used to be other staff
but now it's just me.

Give me a minute.

Florence.

The lady's here to see you.

Florence!

There's a bell by the door. If
you'll ring it when you're leaving,

I'll be downstairs in the kitchen.

(HUMS SOFTLY)

Mrs Pennel.

Sit down, dear.

Have you been offered a drink?
Er, no. I'm fine, thank you.

Do you mind if I take my coat off?

There's a gin and tonic
on the dresser.

Are you from the social services?

No, I'm here to ask you about a young
woman called Louise Pennel.

Mrs Pennel, Louise was murdered.

Mrs Pennel.

This is a photograph of her.

Do you mind taking a look at it and
telling me if you knew her?

Is it Raymond's daughter?

Who's Raymond?

My son!

That's him over there.

This is your son?
He married a terrible woman.

A hairdresser.

He died of a burst appendix.

If she'd had a brain,
she'd have called an ambulance!

But she let him die.

Heather!

Her name was Heather.

Mrs Pennel, I'm here because I'm
investigating the murder of Louise.

I need to know if she was here.

Or if she was with anyone.

Yes!

I'm sorry?
I said yes. Yes, yes.

My son, I would have helped.

But not that woman!

With her bleached hair, common
voice, cheap perfume.

She was to blame.

She killed him.

How does she live in that heat?

(LIQUID POURS)

I should have warned you not to
bring up Raymond.

She's 94 and I think her venom is
what keeps her alive.

Did you know her son?
No, before my time.

Lot of gossip about him. Caught with
young boys up on the sand dunes.

Then apparently he met this
hairdresser and wanted to marry her.

But Mrs Pennel wouldn't hear of it.

Cut him off. I think she was
pregnant.

Doubt if it was his.
That would be Louise, the child?

I think that was her name.
I only met her once.

Is this Mrs Pennel's house?
Yes.

I'm Louise, I'm her granddaughter.

I'm sorry?

My name's Louise Pennel, I want to
see my grandma.

If you're speaking about Mrs Pennel,
I'm sorry, she can't see you.

'It was last September.
Nine months ago.'

I don't know who you are, but I've
come a really long way...

'I think she was after money. I'd
say Florence is worth a few hundred
thousand, probably more.'

Well, I'm going to answer this
advert in the paper for a personal
assistant.

He's very wealthy. He's a writer.

And he travels a lot, so I've got to
get a passport.

If he says he wants to meet me,

well, I haven't got the right
clothes.

There's wardrobes full of good
quality clothes that'll never be
worn.

So I went upstairs and got them for
her.

Anything else?

I'd been sitting here polishing
the silver when she turned up.

After she'd gone, I noticed
a few things missing.

A candlestick holder.

OK, well, I'm going to need
a description.

Oh.

Will I get into trouble?

MRS PENNEL: I know Raymond
took my jewellery for that whore!

And I never pressed charges.

Sad, isn't it?
And I could have done...

All this money and this huge house

and she came begging and then gets
killed.

(DISTORTED SINGING)

(GULLS CRY)

I don't know how good the food is
but I thought go local, then you can
invite me in for coffee after.

Really? I've never been here before.

Always a good idea to check out your
local eateries.

You can get legless and totter home.

OK, I'm going to have the chicken
liver to start and the meatballs for
main.

Are you having a starter?
Yeah, I'm starving.

I'll have the avocado salad and
the lamb tagine, please.

Did you get all that?
Yep. Thank you.

We got a breakthrough
on the missing boy.

They found his body
in Highgate Cemetery.

Stuffed into a half-dug grave.
Oh, God, I'm sorry.

It's really hard to keep your
distance emotionally when there's
children involved.

It's the peripheral things that take
it out of you.

The poor mother couldn't speak,
was in total shock.

My editor rings me and says, get her
to talk about the way she feels.

Sorry, sorry, I didn't want to get
into it.

But that was why I was late picking
you up.

It's OK, I'd just got back from
Margate, anyway.

Margate? What were you doing there?
Making enquiries.

About what?

No, I shouldn't really talk to you
about it.

Anna, we're just having a nice,
friendly dinner.

I'm not trying to pump you for
information.

I don't suppose you've received any
more anonymous letters.

No, but I've been away from my desk
all afternoon.

Were the letters... Were they
addressed to you personally?

Only in the original Black Dahlia
Case,

their suspect specifically chose
the journalist.

No, they were just in the mail bag.

So, what, you're linking the two
cases now, are you?

Are you married?
Swift change of subject!

No, I was. We broke up a year ago.

You have kids? No. We had a parrot.
But her mother's adopted it.

Ah, good man!

Thanks.

Another bottle of the merlot.
Thanks.

Do you think your killer had medical
training?

I know you're not telling the press
any of the grisly details

but after you left I looked up
Elizabeth Short's murder on the
internet.

If this Louise Pennel's case is
similar,

it makes my hair stand up on end.

What's up?

It's my boss.

Excuse me a minute.

Hi.

Surprise.

Or maybe not. This has to be your
local.

I come here a lot.
First time for me.

This is DCI Langton. This is -
Richard Reynolds, nice to meet you.

Dick.

Enjoy your dinner.

Sh... And that's his boss.

Why don't we just get coffee back at
your place?

(SIGHS) You ready?

Anna, do you mind if I take
a rain check on that coffee?

It's just that I have to be up at
the crack of dawn tomorrow

and I'll need to do a follow-up on
that poor kid.

Oh, that's fine.

Uh... Bill, please.

Wait, hang on, let me give -
No, no, no, this is on me.

Are you OK?

Yeah, just wish I hadn't been clocked
by my boss, that's all.

Can we do this again? And at
a different restaurant?

Yeah, I'd like that.

Er... That bloke you were with last
night, the journalist. Yeah.

I hope he wasn't pumping you for
information.

No, he's just an old friend, sir.
Really?

Keep your mouth shut around him,
right?

When we want the press involved,
we rope them in.

Don't go spilling beans they're not
privy to.

I wouldn't do that, sir.

How old a friend is he?
I've known him for quite a while.

They're all the same as far as I'm
concerned.

Just be careful what you say to him.

I will, but thank you for the
advice.

Hey, don't get shirty with me.

All right, listen up, everybody. If
we have a copycat killer,

we need to be one step ahead of him,

and I want you to pay particular
attention to this.

This is the LAPD sketch from 1947,
the suspect.

Now, the only description we have of
our suspect comes from Sharon Bilkin

and the landlady Mrs Jenkins, so
let's see how they match up.

Tall, about six feet, possibly more.

Wore a long dark coat, we can put
this drawing out -

Sir, it's the crime desk at
the Telegraph,

they reckon they've had a phone call
from the killer.

Who am I talking to?

Mr Reynolds, I will be very grateful
if you'd bring in a tape recording
immediately.

Did he ask for you personally?

Yes, but I didn't record that, as it
came via the switchboard.

It's exactly the same -
Let's hear it.

Well, Mr Reynolds, I congratulate
you on what your newspaper's done on
the Red Dahlia Case.

You seem to have gone silent on it.
Have you run out of material?

I wouldn't say that.

Maybe I can provide some
assistance...

A bit muffled here.
Ssh!

I'll tell you what I'll do, I'll
send you

some of Louise Pennel's personal
things

that she had with her when she,
shall we say, disappeared.

When will I get them?

Oh, within the next day or so.

See how far you can get with them.

Now I have to say goodbye,
you maybe trying to trace the call.

He cut me off.

(It's almost identical to the call
made in the Black Dahlia Case.)

Travis! Mr Reynolds, I do not want
the contents of this call

printed in your newspaper or any
reference to it.

We'll send it over to the lab,
it may be vital evidence.
Play it again.

(CLICK) Well,
Mr Reynolds, I congratulate you

on what your newspaper's done on the
Red Dahlia Case.

You seem to have gone silent...
(DOOR CLANGS)

Have you got anything?

It's a middle-aged male. It doesn't
sound as if he's attempting to
disguise his voice.

Educated, confident. Slightly
upper-crust intonation.

Is that it?

It's muffled, indistinct, and little
background noise to pinpoint
location.

This type of phonetic analysis is
very time consuming.

It requires painstaking preparations
of speech samples

and close observation of acoustics
and characteristics.

So, what do we do?

Shove our thumbs up our arses
because it could take, what, days?

Weeks?

Mike, Mike. I'm working on
the adverts,

I've been scrolling through them

and this one ticks the right boxes.

Novelist seeking a PA with shorthand
and typing experience

and willingness to travel worldwide
at a moment's notice.

No previous experience required.

Applicants are to be between 20 to
30 years old, attractive and well
dressed.

The dates fit. Ad was withdrawn
six months ago.

And?

It was paid for in postal orders
bought in different post offices,
one in Slough one in Charing Cross.

He's covering his tracks.

Can you please look at this sketch

and tell me if it resembles the man
that came to call for Louise?

Oh, similar.

After you left, I had a good think
about it

and I've remembered something.
It might be nothing.

But he held his left hand to
his face.

Like this.

Maybe he didn't want me to see him
clearly,

but I remembered he was wearing a
very distinctive ring, quite large

with a carnelian stone, I think.

It's a bit like him, but I never
really had a good look.

Whoever it was, Louise was scared of
him.

Why do you say that?

The way she acted when she was going
to see him,

and she told me that he didn't like
her to dress sexy.

Demure, that was the word she used,
he liked her to dress demure.

But on the night we last went out

it was like she was expecting him
cos she didn't want to come.

Did she get a phone call or something
that made her change her mind?

I don't know. She might have done
while I was in the bath.

But she didn't wear her own clothes,
she was in mine.

Not demure, then?

No.

But she put on that red coat that
she had.

She was wearing this red strapless
dress with sequins -

With the pink sequined bag, that was
mine.

Do you think she was hoping to see
him in the club?

Don't know. Well, maybe she wanted
to dress sexy to put him off.

I'm having my nails done
this morning.

There's no bank account, no post
office savings.

She gets 150 quid a week from the
dental surgery

but she pays Sharon 120 quid in rent
each week

So that doesn't leave much to live
on, though, does it?

But there is the cash in the boot.

But there's no trace of the red coat,
40s style with a velvet collar.

Skirts, blouses.

The suitcase reeks of mothballs.

You heard we traced the adverts?

Well, the bad news is that the
postal box and the number listed for
applicants to call...

it's drawn a blank so far.
It's a pay-as-you-go mobile.

Right, I'm off home.
Joan's already gone.

Right. Wait, but you can still trace
the calls made to it.

We have done that, haven't we?

I'll do it, I'll do it.

Is the boss in? These were delivered
to reception.

READS: Dahlia's killer cracking,
wants terms.

The LA Examiner received an almost
identical letter, sir.

He's a copycat.
That's bloody obvious, Paul.

DCI Langton, I will give up on the
Dahlia killing if I get ten years.
Don't try to find me.

OK, take a break, recharge your
batteries.

Go on, get out.
I'll deal with these.

(PHONE RINGS)

DCI Langton. Yes.

About time. I'll send someone over
to pick them up.

Yeah, and this is a murder enquiry
that takes precedence

over a few starlets getting drunk on
champagne. Thank you.

The club's releasing the CCTV
footage. Get over there.

You here about that murdered girl?
Were you not questioned?

Nah, I'm part-time nights.
Well, this shouldn't take too long.

Look at these photos.
She didn't leave me a tip.

I'm sorry?

The coat didn't fit. Old fashioned.

I remember it because my mum had
one.

You took her coat.
Yeah.

I hung it on the rail at the back.
Our system.

The early birds are usually the ones
that stay very late.

This is a sketch of the man we're
trying to trace. You ever seen him?

Hm, I don't know if it was him.
Sort of similar.

In the club? No, outside in the
alley. We nip out there for a smoke.

Right, let's take a look out
the back.

He was parked opposite. Cars think
they can park here at night

and the wardens have a field day.

You saw him?
I didn't get a close look.

He was sitting in his car.
Do you know what make it was?

A big car. A 4x4, maybe.
Very dark, but shiny, clean.

He got out when she came up
to the passenger side.

He said something and then she got
in.

And the man looked like the one in
the sketch. Sort of, yeah.

Older looking, thin faced, tall.
He had this long dark coat.

I'd better get back. There'll be
coats up the ying-yang!

Is there anything else you remember?

That other girl.
They came in together.

She's often here. Naughty one,
she is.

But she didn't stay more than an
hour. They were having a row.

I'm not your bloody babysitter,
I'm leaving!

I haven't got any money, Sharon!
You never have, do you?

Here, and this time you can pay me
back.

Why haven't you come forward with
this before?

I didn't think it meant anything,
really. Doesn't, does it?

Doreen, you've been very helpful.
Thank you.

Is there a reward?

READS: LP deserved to die, another
victim will pay the same price.

The body of a white female's been
discovered in a field off the A4.

The body's covered in a red coat.

Are we going to bed?

You're investigating a brutal
murder, you know the rules

and you've broken them.

Third time this woman's called.
Sounds scared but says she knows who
the killer is.

Did your father ever entertain young
girls like these, Emily?

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