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Ask him to say Karen.

Karen.

She picked out DC Caplan's brother.

They roped him in.

He's a tax inspector.

Thank you for your cooperation.

This could ruin your chance of being taken back into university.

What were you doing?!

Excuse me, sir. Are you representing George Marlow?

I'm sorry, I'm late.

Inspector, I'm from the Express.

Excuse me, Inspector?

That's right, ignore me!

Not now, George.

Just tell me why you're doing this!

Have you got something personal against me?

Have you got a quote for me?

They brought me in here at 4am. No apologies, no nothing!

Keeping you up, Frank? Bit of a headache.

I hear you won last night.

I did, as it happens.

Guvnor, it's about Marlow's car.

His brief's on about infringement of privacy.

Rubbish. Say you can't find me.

He says Marlow's car was not officially reported stolen.

What?

Oh, my God!

DCI Tennison's office.

Super wants to see you ASAP.

I checked it all. Marlow's car is not reported.

Shit! About the Marlow rape case.

In a minute.

Vehicle theft reports can be flung everywhere.

Is that for me? DC Jones is waiting.

Tell him I'm on my way.

Check again. Coffee may have been spilt on it, it may have been under a wrong name.

Right, I'll sort it out.

Rape victim, what about her?

She was referred to as Miss X. It's Miss Pauline Gilling.

Her counsellors say to question her again will aggravate the situation.

Tell the Super you've tracked me down to the paint factory.

Is Jonesy out the front or back? The front.

We should leave Miss Gilling out. She's had a breakdown.

How bad is she?

Her lift doesn't go to the top floor.

I can try again if you like. That's all right. Saves me a schlepp up to Rochdale.

Thanks!

He was found guilty but...

But?

George has always been a bit of a lad.

A lot of the girls here know him.

Good-looking bloke.

I always got along with him. Never known him to be moody.

Not even when he was in trouble?

He was more distressed about that.

I was in court, gave him a character reference.

Are you saying you don't believe he was guilty?

As I said, George is a bit of a lad.

Girls always coming on to him.

Did Mr Marlow always work from London?

George joined the firm in Manchester. We moved here in '82, George moved to London '83.

But he kept his old roots up north.

I suppose they had friends and...

They? Marlow didn't always travel alone?

His wife always went with him.

Tell me, how far back do your records go?

'84. We've had a new system put in but we've got all the records.

Hotel bills, petrol bills?

Yeah. Could I see them?

George Marlow is our prime suspect.

But we don't have evidence to put him in that bedsitter.

No-one saw him with either Della or Karen.

There is no mention of him by Della in her diary.

If he did know her, if he killed her before he killed Karen...

..he knew her bedsitter was empty.

He could've had a set of keys as her handbag was found with no keys.

We've got a good selection after your TV announcement.

Possible Karen Howard handbags. Blue ones, big ones, little ones.

Why not get her flatmate in? Check them over. That would save time.

Oooh (!)

Right, the good news is, I'm going home, and Sgt Otley will now give you the bad.

She's cancelled all weekend leave.

Apart from her own.

We check the factory. They virtually computerised their salesmen's bowel movements.

Waste of time taking good men off the streets.

They've been on the streets and we've got nothing.

She wants any unsolved murder cases around Marlow's stopovers.

He covered Manchester, Rochdale, Burnley, Warrington, Oldham.

And unless there's a good reason to kick her off this case, she stays put.

It's because she's a woman. If a bloke had cocked-up...

..Marlow's reg number and no stolen car report!

It was in Records under the wrong name.

Come on!

It was a busy night.

She's off the hook and so am I.

A word of advice - make it your business to get on with her.

That an order?

Yes.

Thanks for the drink and good night.

Maureen, if you get anything in from Oldham, slip it to me.

Okay, skipper. Good night.

How many are you having?

Six, including us. They could be partners for Peter.

His business isn't doing too good.

You doing starters?

I'll whack open a few avocados.

I don't know about the main course.

This is easy. Fresh pasta, cream, some seasoning, smoked salmon.

Fresh fruit and cheese to follow.

Are any of them vegetarians?

Are any of your friends vegetarians?

"Marlow opened his heart to our reporter."

"He wept, saying he was innocent and the police made his life a misery."

There's even a photograph of you!

"This is the woman in charge of the investigation."

"Her only words are, 'no comment'." You should be here!

What are you doing?

Pictures of our surveillance lads!

"Marlow states he has been hounded by an obsessive woman."

It's not funny. I was reading it for Pam.

It's not funny!

This blows it for any line-ups. They've got his picture in the paper.

I think I'd better go.

# When you walk through a storm

# Hold your head up high

# And don't be afraid of the dark

BOTH: # At the end of a storm

# There's a golden sky

# And the sweet silver song of a lark

# Walk on through the wind, walk on through the rain

# Though your dreams be tossed and blown

# Walk on, walk on #

You always liked the old ones.

I used to love that Elvis medley I used to do. Remember that?

# Love me tender, love me true

# All my dreams fulfil

# For, my darling

# I love you.

# And I always will #

That was your dad's favourite.

I don't know what he would think about this.

Why did you give them this photo? I hated that school.

Your dad would turn in his grave.

Now, Mum, don't.

Don't cry.

I reckon they'll lay off me for now.

I'll get a new job. Things'll take a turn for the better.

I'm innocent, Mum.

I had to speak to them.

All right! Which pocket's got a present in it?

Oh...

Ah-ah! You've got to promise me a song.

# Why am I always the bridesmaid

BOTH: # Never the blushing bride?

# Ding, dong, wedding bells

# Always ring for other girls

# But some fine day

# Oh, let it be soon

# I shall wake up in the morning on my own honeymoon

# Why am I always the bridesmaid

# Never the blushing bride?

# Ding, dong, wedding bells

# Always ring for other girls

# But some fine day

# Oh, let it be soon

# I will wake up in the morning on my own honeymoon #

Every time you come back from her you sing those stupid songs.

That was a marriage proposal.

Time I made an honest woman of you.

Not if your mother has anything to say about it.

I notice she gave the papers that school photo of you in the posh uniform.

Did I ever tell you about...

How beautiful she looked at the prize-giving? Yes, you did.

But I never told you about after. After the prize-giving.

Why go on about it? You were at the school two minutes.

All the lads were giving her wolf whistles.

I was walking me mum and dad to the gates.

Mum was being coy, waving to the lads.

She didn't want them to know we didn't have a car.

Just as we got to the gates...

..the lads, they all saw it,...

..the wind blew her wig off.

You're kidding! Blew her wig off?

It wasn't funny, Moyra.

My dad ran down the road to try and get it back.

Mum just stood there. I didn't know she had no hair.

Dad tried to help her put it back on but he got the parting wrong.

Underneath all that glamour she was ugly, like she was someone I never knew.

Did all the kids see it?

Did she ever mention it again?

I've never said anything but it's always been obvious to me.

I just thought it was old age.

How long has she been bald?

I don't know.

She still pretends - always saying she needs a good shampoo and trim.

So the Rita Hayworth of Warrington was really Yul Brynner in disguise.

Did you really mean it about getting married?

I love you... I love you, Moyra Henson.

What do you say?

I'll think about it.

TANNOY: "DI Mansell to interview room 4C."

Yeah, we've all read it. It's not just me with egg on my face.

It makes our surveillance lads look like wallies.

Any word on what their readers' survey came up with?

For or against female DCIs on homicide?

You're a biased load of old chauvinists.

You could always get a job in panto.

You shit! You're wanted upstairs, top floor.

It's coming down faster than I gave them credit for.

Now you've all had a laugh, get your brains into this lot.

Check any murders that took place when Marlow was in the vicinity.

You wanted anything from Oldham.

All right, all right, settle down.

Got any better ideas, sarge?

I love you. I wouldn't two-time you.

Right, what are you having? I'm buying.

That's the good news.

They're taking legitimate surveillance off Marlow.

So I'm looking for four volunteers.

And you're one.

I was going for a slash.

Tie a knot in it. And you're two.

Who? Me?

Yeah, surveillance is a piece of piss.

Number three.

Paul, OK? Good.

Mine's a large G and T, thanks.

How'd it go, boss?

Unless I come up with something soon, I'm off the case.

He's never given an inch.

What's this? Skipper coughed up.

Go, go, go!

Cheers, skipper.

Cheers.

Oh, well, cheers, anyway!

Why don't you lot go home and recharge?

Anyone for another drink?

I've had enough for one day.

I'm off. My wife's mother's staying. I'll be up all night.

Let's go for a Chinese.

Oh, why not?

Eat in or take away?

We've cases to be looked into in Oldham, Southport and Warrington.

Sorry? Who do you want checking them out?

Anyone who's been cooped up here all day.

I'll take Oldham.

Muddyman, Lillie, Rosper's on Marlow.

That leaves Southport. Will you take Southport?

Yeah, pin it up.

You can retire on your overtime. Good night.

Why don't you take a rest, boss?

I've more to lose.

We've only got three possibles out of God knows how many.

Why Oldham? He got relatives there? What?

Sgt Otley asked for their files. He's going up there tomorrow.

All right if I go home now?

Yeah, sure. Night.

Good night. Good night.

I'll be home early tonight to set things up for that dinner.

I'm doing pasta with salmon and cream, OK?

Fine by me.

Do you think these will soften up by tonight?

Prawns and mayonnaise.

Must not forget the mayonnaise.

I've got to rush off now. Give us a kiss.

I'll be in Oldham, OK?

(BLEEPING)

It's my damn bleeper. Hold that.

Mind yourself.

Had a good journey, Inspector?

I'm DC Jones. This is Chief Inspector Tennison.

Morning.

When the factory closed in 1984,

the tarts started bringing their customers here.

We got the call at 4am. Some tramp had gone in to doss down.

This is where they did the dipping. The place used to be full of vats.

They'd hang the parts up to dry on these. Jeannie Sharpe was over there.

Hands tied behind her back?

Face down, head towards us. She'd been savagely beaten.

She was naked up top. Found her shirt outside and her coat in here.

Nasty place to finish up.

Tarts bringing their blokes in here - asking for it.

She was 21 years old.

These friends of hers you want to talk to. Slags isn't the word for them.

Excuse me.

We clean the streets up and back they come.

Sorry!

Anyway, we're all together just coming out of the pub...

..and we'd had a few. I hadn't. I were on antibiotics.

All right, Linda.

Anyway, the pub's right on a corner and he were parked opposite.

What kind of car was it?

It were dark. I suppose car were dark an' all...

..but it had a lot of chrome on the front with badges and stuff.

He called out. He knew her name?

It were more, 'How much, slag?'. I said she'd had enough for one night.

She was saving up to emigrate.

So, you saw Jeannie cross the road. Did you see her get in the car?

Yeah, she got in.

I looked over to see, but he was sort of turning.

You didn't see his face? No, the back of his head.

Never saw her again.

She had no-one to bury her. We had a whip-round.

Do you fancy a drink?

You don't mind being seen drinking with us, then?

That's me and that's Jeannie. She was lovely looking.

Suits you, blonde.

I've gone natural, with the cost of hairdressing.

25 quid for streaks!

We used to get cut price at our local but they went unisex.

I can't stand having me hair done with a man sat next to me.

I've got 15 minutes. The van's outside.

I'm busy right now.

Sod off.

Cheers.

The barman says there's a train at 4.20.

Cutting it fine. Got a dinner party.

So, do you recognise that man?

He's a bit tasty.

What do you reckon?

He had dark hair.

You thought he had a beard. You never said in your statement.

Couldn't get away fast enough.

Police never gave a shit about Jeannie.

We're rubbish till they want a jerk-off.

And the big geezer doing the investigation...

I'm not saying any names but... I will! John Shefford.

Got rid of him faster than a fart.

Why was that?

I reckon they found out about him and Jeannie.

Next thing we knew he'd gone to London, the bastard!

But aren't all men?

We've got 4 kids between us.

Jeannie never stood a chance. Her foster dad was screwing her when she was seven.

She was on the streets at 14.

And that Shefford... he used to tell her he'd take care of her.

He never found out who killed her. He never tried.

She was strung up like a piece of meat hanging from a hook.

How do you know that?

The dosser who found her told me.

Do you know his name?

He's dead, years back.

But he told me she was strung up by her arms on a hook.

Got a cigarette?

Frank knows the restaurant. He'll meet us there.

Yeah, about ten minutes.

Do you know what time it is? Yes. I missed the fast train.

Forget it. I cancelled dinner when you weren't here by seven.

You look knackered.

I've got all the food. Just forget it.

Oh, Peter, I'm sorry.

So am I, Jane.

Just once I wanted you to do something for me.

This is important to me. My business is going down the tubes.

I have to go.

Don't you want me to come with you? No, I don't!

I broke my neck trying to get here.

It's always you, isn't it? You don't care about anything else.

No, I'm wrong. You care.

You care about your lads, your rapists and your tarts.

Well, I've had it up to here.

Well, I won't wait up, then.

Yeah, make a joke of it.

(BUZZER)

That's for me.

Did it go all right last night?

Yeah, fine. (BUZZER)

If that rings again, I'll pull it off the wall.

All this because I didn't cook dinner?

(BUZZER)

Jonesy, I'll be down in a minute.

Can we talk about this tonight?

You think we have something to talk about?

Of course we do.

What time do you get back?

I don't know.

This is a very big case for me. My career is on the line.

Fine.

I'll see you when I see you.

(PHONE RINGS) You'd better go.

If it's for me, say I've gone.

Hello.

No, she's not. Can I take a message?

Hello?

Tell those rude bastards at your place I'm not an answering service.

I'll see you tonight.

Still no trace of Marlow's car.

I want that bloody car found!

Trouble at home?

I got your shopping OK, didn't I?

Yeah.

Dinner was a congealed cement mix last night.

Yeah, well, when I get home, I have to cook dinner myself.

The shit's going to hit the fan this morning.

Have you got an aspirin?

'Shefford was having a sexual relationship with her.'

'Lies. If John was alive...' 'But he's not.'

And you're still covering up for him.

One of Jeannie's friends told me that when her body was found, it wasn't lying on the ground,

but hanging up, strung up from a hook.

Somebody took that body down. On the morgue photos, she has bruises on her upper arm.

Is this from the statement of the man who found her?

It'd be tough, he's been dead for years.

Going on the word of a tart six years later is a joke.

Is it? You specifically requested the Oldham case.

You wanted to go because you knew Shefford was involved.

(Another lie.)

There's either an ulterior motive for these cover-ups,

or else it's a case of 'What's one dead prostitute?'

If officers want to screw around... Lots of the lads fraternise...

Fraternise! Della Mornay was an informer.

And a prostitute picked up and charged by Shefford when he was attached to Vice.

That's enough. Perfect squad for him!

I don't have any details about any previous case up north. No ulterior motive.

Did you come up with anything from Southport?

We're still checking the evidence.

You'd better get on with it.

I'll be in the incident room.

I worked with a good bloke in Hornchurch.

Detective Sergeant Terence Amson.

That's the deal, is it?

Marlow spent 18 months inside. All of these cases were either before or after he was in jail.

He's still my only suspect for both cases and now, very possibly, Jeannie Sharp, too.

I think we've got a serial killer.

(PHONE RINGS)

(BLEEP)

"Jane, this is your mother. Pam's had a girl."

"She's 8lbs 7ozs and she's beautiful."

"She was rushed into St Stephen's yesterday."

"You can go and visit any time as she's in a private ward."

"That's the news so... goodbye, then."

"Oh, give my love to Peter."

(MACHINE CLICKS OFF)

The one with the black hair. He wears that suit.

Oh, he's mental, that bloke.

Vic Reeves. Vic Reeves's Big Night Out.

Morning, fellas!

Morning.

Are you doing the whole block or just the garages?

Just this lot as far as we know.

These aren't for residents. Council rents them out.

Leave your car out round here and they call it Radio One.

Means you had one when you parked it.

I had one, it was nicked.

What, your car was nicked? Yeah, Rover P6, 3.5, automatic.

Nearly 20 years old, collectors' item.

You left it out? Bodywork must've rusted up.

Bit of filler here and there. Suppose kids nicked it for a joyride.

Be stripped by now.

I had all my Royal Automobile emblems on a bar at the front.

Ah, well,...

I'm in the paint business. This is typical of the council.

Work out, do you?

Look as if you do.

Which gym do you use?

Golds.

God, this is rubbish!

This will all blister up.

Hello.

I reckon we got off on the wrong foot.

Would you like to go for a drink?

Has the Super spoken to you?

No. Look, I didn't know about John's trouble in Oldham.

Yes, you did.

Sorry, Bill. You're off the case.

And I want the name of every officer taking sexual favours from prostitutes.

Hello, Terry. Good to see you.

And you. How're you doing?

I think I'm doing OK.

Where are we going? The Scrubs.

'Reg McKinney served time with Marlow in Durham.'

'He was picked up a few weeks ago for breaking and entering.'

'He's got one previous GBH, 8 years, '68-'76.'

'He's been in and out of nick since. Mostly small-time.'

I was asking you where you met Marlow again.

Oh, yeah. Kilburn. He drove me back to my place.

It's a bit of a schlep.

I offered to get the tube, but he said it was OK as he had a lock-up.

Lock-up? What do you mean? Like a garage?

I dunno. The car was like an obsession with him.

Did he mention where that lock-up garage was?

No.

I've got a terrible headache.

There's a call for DCI Tennison. Said it was urgent.

Never mind your headache, Reg.

Are you sure he never told you where that lock-up garage was?

Yeah.

The girl in Warrington and the one in Southport had identical marks on their arms.

RADIO: "DC Jones." We're on our way to Marlow's flat.

"We've got the search warrant."

'He's got a lock-up where he stashes his car.'

'Look for keys.'

'Get his bloody floorboards up if necessary.'

'Now approaching the Harrow Road flyover.'

'We're coming off now. Should be at Marlow's flat in a few minutes.'

Hello! Something's up.

I don't believe this.

Open up! What are they after?

Me.

I'd better get up there. Ta-ra.

Hello!

You want me?

I want that carpet put back!

Right. Front door, back door, window locks, Yale lock.

Car keys, boot, ignition. Same on Henson's key ring, but no garage.

Why don't you tell me what you're looking for?

You tell us. You know what we're looking for.

Yes, I know.

Look, I park my car outside. I don't have a garage.

You don't always park outside. We know you do have a garage.

When it's not parked outside, it's cos I'm away on business.

Instead of all this, why don't you try and find my car?!

We know that you've got a lock-up.

I've got a lock-up now, have I? A lock-up!

Look, I park my car at the back of the flats, nowhere else.

We've got a witness.

Not that old bat from next door?!

No. It's a friend of yours.

What friend? I've none left because of you crowd.

Reginald McKinney.

You must be desperate.

Reg McKinney?

You must be mad!

He contacted me when he got out of prison. He hit me for 50 quid.

He's a known nutter!

He's been in and out of institutions since he was a kid.

Reg McKinney - a friend of mine?! Come on, please!

I haven't got a lock-up, and I haven't got a garage.

If I had, my car wouldn't have been nicked.

And that's the truth.

(OUTSIDE) Wait. I'll give you a bowl.

I want everything put back as it was. Cups, plates, glasses.

Look at this place!

So, Terence, now you've met him face to face, what do you think?

What do I really think?

I think if he's lying, he's the best I've ever come across.

The best. Yeah.

First time tonight, I've got doubts.

It's just here on the right.

So what do you think about John Shefford?

As a suspect?

He was a crack officer.

He was also in the vicinity for Karen, Della and Jeannie Sharp.

Yeah.

So we've got to check him out on the two murders that just came in.

I know.

But I'm gonna say something you won't like.

Watch it. I know, I know.

There's only so far I'm prepared to go with this.

I don't like this any more than you do.

But we've got to check him out.

Just keep quiet about it.

So you pull Shefford's record sheets first thing in the morning.

Yeah.

You've had Amson asking for John Shefford's record sheets.

Are you that desperate, you want to make DCI Shefford a suspect?

Sir, only Sgt Amson was... is privy to my personal suspicions.

And until I have verification...

I'm bloody giving it to you! Back off.

If you had any evidence against Shefford, you should have brought it to me.

I checked out Jeannie Sharpe. Shefford was not the first man at the scene of the crime.

If the body was moved, it was done without his knowledge.

Don't harp back about the diary, cos that's sorted, and Otley's paid for it.

Don't try and do my job, Inspector.

Sir, two new cases. Warrington and Southport.

One girl had bruised arms. Marlow was in the vicinity for both.

And Shefford wasn't,

because I checked.

I'm sorry, sir, but under the circumstances...

Under the circumstances, I'm bringing in DCI Hickock.

Sir, you cannot replace me. Not at this stage of the investigation.

You've got nothing.

Wasting time running around the countryside,

trying to rake up dirt on one of the best officers I've worked with.

You want some advice? Put in for a transfer.

I want you off the Marlow case.

I want everything that went down at Marlow's flat on my desk this afternoon.

Yes, sir.

Terence! Can I have a word?

We got another one. Blackburn, 1987. Almost one a year, apart from the time Marlow was in jail.

Oakhill and Haskins are at Marlow's. The rest are mustered.

What's this?

These are the blokes that are fooling around with the toms.

They're with the Chief, then they'll join us in the Incident Room.

Let's get started. Get as much as we can in before lunch, eh?

Um...

..did the Chief say anything about Shefford?

No.

But he is in the clear on all the new cases.

He may have done a surface job on the Jeannie Sharpe murder,

but then he wasn't DCI, so we can't put it all down to him.

I'm glad. Yeah.

Really, I am, even though it's got me right in it.

Did you know that the Chief and Shefford were like that?

They played golf together every weekend. Not at Sunningdale.

Kernan was Shefford's guvnor when they were on vice together.

(Oh, God...!)

Guv!

Sorry I'm late. I've been upstairs.

Can I have a bit of hush, please!

I've not exactly had the "You've got 24 hours"...

(I've had my knuckles rapped for off-duty leg-overs.)

(I got a result. I got a warning.)

(There's a rumour Hickock's taking over.)

(Aw, no!)

(Hickock's taking over. She got him off, didn't she?)

I want to go right back to the beginning.

Just start again.

Maybe we're missing one little thing. It'll whack us right between the eyes.

OK. Right, Sergeant.

OK, lights.

Karen Howard.

Note the marks to her upper arms.

Look at the way the rope's been tied around her wrists.

This is our second victim, Della Mornay, who was killed about six weeks prior to Karen.

Looks like the foxes had a go at her.

But look at her upper arms.

Almost identical marks.

Now we come to Jeannie Sharpe.

We've had this photograph blown up because you'll see...

..to the left here...

..faint, but similar marks.

And the fourth girl. Muddyman, you ready?

Yeah. The fourth possible victim is Angela Simpson.

Jonesy, the video. Her family sent us this video.

The victim was found in 1986, knifed in a local public park.

Angela was a hairdresser, well-liked, about to get married.

George Marlow was found staying in the vicinity...

..at a local B&B 50 yards from the park gates and the area the body was found.

No marks to the upper arms, but...

..the way the hands are tied was the same as in victims one and two.

(WHISPERING) What about the rope?

You can buy it anywhere.

So there's no lead on the rope, Sarge.

Fifth victim. Sharon Reid.

She worked part-time at a local beauty salon.

The owner of the beauty salon said she left on the day of her death at 2.45pm.

She wasn't found until 6.45pm that night.

Beans, sausage, chips and onion rings, please.

Chicken, chips, beans.

What about the old one, Ellen Harding? She had the same rope marks.

Give us a few more chips!

But they've not all got clamp marks.

What've you got there ? Look on the board!

Come on, Burkin.

Marlow was in the vicinity of all six girls.

I've watched him for weeks. He's a really friendly bloke.

Just cos he was in an area, doesn't mean he's done every homicide.

Take any salesman that's done the northern circuits,...

..you'll find a corpse, right?

The film showed there's too many tarts being killed and no suspects.

He reckons Marlow's not our man.

He seemed like an OK bloke. Maybe we've been wrong.

I don't think he did it.

We'll find that bastard's lock-up. He lied about that.

TANNOY: 'DCI Tennison to the main administration desk, please.'

Sounds like the boss has got the big boys pullin' the rug on her.

Coffee all round?

BOTH: Lillie, coffees.

His turn anyway. Too right.

TANNOY: 'DCI Tennison, please report to the main administration desk.'

Well?

The Super's in with the Commander and a red-headed bloke.

Hickock.

You're being bing-bonged all over the station.

Am I?

Well, they're just gonna have to find me, aren't they?

We have six victims. No set pattern, no obvious link between them.

They're not the same ages or in the same profession,...

..they haven't been killed in the same manner.

(Maybe I got it wrong.)

But George Marlow was in the vicinity for all six.

In Karen's case, a witness states she heard a man call her name.

Same with Jeannie. And Angela was killed in daylight.

It's some way from the shrubbery to the path.

Unless someone called out her name for her to come across.

The one that was raped...

Pauline Gilling. She said she heard Marlow call out her name. He knew her name.

So we've got two toms.

We got a hairdresser, we got a schoolgirl.

How did he know their names, if he knew them?

Boss,... I think...

It may be off the wall.

Listen, my love. I'm right up against it. What have you got?

I did a bit of checking.

It all sort of falls down with Gilling. She was the florist.

But with the others, there is a link.

You mean with Marlow?

No, it's not to Marlow. It's to his wife.

Can I have a bit of hush, please!

When Moyra, Marlow's common-law wife was brought in for questioning she put herself down as unemployed.

Quiet, please!

She was brought in for prostitution 15 years ago but...

and this is the link, apart from the florist lady,

on the old charge sheet Henson stated she was a trainee beautician, freelance.

They do hair, some work in salons, beauty parlours.

When Moyra travelled with Marlow...

..she could've done some work, and Marlow met the girls that way.

(Yes!) Good on ya, Maureen!

Marlow lived in Maida Vale/Kilburn for 3 years.

Before that, they had a council flat in Somers Town.

Marlow had the same car for 12 years.

The brown Rover.

Did he have a lock-up at his old address?

Those garages we're doing up - Marlow wanted one, but they're council-owned.

Maybe he kept the old garage.

You're wanted upstairs. You here? No, I'm not!

Let's go get that hard-nosed cow.

No. She hasn't been here for at least half an hour. Try the pub.

What are you lookin' at?

Don't touch me!

Excuse me.

I'm sorry. I...

I don't understand. Don't you want me as well?

No. Not tonight, George.

She's in 4C. Everyone's ready.

Yeah? Well, I'm not.

Has the Super gone yet? Yeah.

Wish me luck.

I'm still waiting on that information about Karen Howard.

You asked me for some model photos taken in the past year.

Her mother's gonna send them over.

How are we? All right?

Got everything? Cigarettes? Lighter?

You were brought into the station on 17 January. Is that correct?

If you say so.

And is this your statement?

Yessss.

In it you state that you are unemployed.

Yes.

We have a statement from you in 1975 when you were brought in and charged with soliciting.

At that time you stated your profession as 'trainee beautician'.

Yeah. So what?

Did you also do hairdressing? No.

So you're not a hairdresser?

No. But I once had a Siamese cat.

So you are a freelance beautician.

Yeah. Manicures, hands, facials.

Do you use a moisturiser?

Do you work as a beautician?

Why do you want to know? Think George is a transvestite now?

He's still under suspicion of murder.

We need answers to help us eliminate him from our enquiries.

You just want me to incriminate him.

Would you tell me, please, where you were on these dates?

March 15, 1984.

No ruddy idea. Ask me another.

2 January, 1985.

23 July, 1986.

9 October, 1987. I'll have to look in my diaries.

These were dates when George was travelling in Oldham, Warrington, Burnley, Rochdale.

I always travel with him.

So you were with George on those dates?

I travel with him. I stay with him.

Working freelance as a beautician?

Yeah, I do a bit.

Facials, manicures, that sort of thing?

Yeah. There's no law against that.

But there is when you've been claiming unemployment benefit.

Not paying tax. There is a law against that, Moyra.

It's nothing. Just a bit of cash in hand. Pin money.

But that's illegal, Moyra.

If you were travelling with George, you must have regular customers.

It won't take long to find out exactly how much you earned.

You bastards never give anyone a break.

I'll give you one. If you give us a detailed list of the salons you worked in...

..and the street girls' names.

I've listed the salons, but sometimes they don't have customers for me. It's mostly manicures.

What's this 'Noo-Nails'?

It's American. Paint-on nails. Your own nails grow underneath.

Look. Those look real, don't they?

Only that part of the nail - that's false.

Did you do Miss Pauline Gilling's nails?

I do God knows how many women's nails.

George was sent down for attempting to rape her.

No, no, no. And I know she lied.

She was all over him. She'd been in the pub. She lied.

Did you do Della Mornay's nails? No.

Take a look. Della Mornay.

I don't know her.

No?

You said George returned home on 14 January at 10.30 and did not go out again.

Do you still stand by that? Yes.

So what about the car, Moyra?

The brown Rover?

Where's that car?

We know he's got a lock-up and we'll find it.

I've answered all your questions, now I want a lawyer!

Just think about what I've said tonight.

I'll no doubt need to speak to you again. Thank you. You may go.

Is that it?

I can go home now? Yeah.

Here you are, love.

Come on, Moyra, tell me what happened.

The bastards are gonna get me for undeclared earnings.

They know I've been working and claiming the dole.

They kept you all night just for that?

There were a few other things.

What did she want?

Didn't she ask you about me?

What do you think?

What are you following me around for?

I just want to know what went on.

They wanted to know about that bloody florist.

Kept asking me about her.

I've stood by you, George, but so help me God, if I find out you've been lying...

Run that bath for me.

I've never lied to you, Moyra.

You know that.

Where's the car, George?

It's stolen. I don't know where it is.

George, you came home that night without it.

I remember because your hair was wet. You said it had been raining.

Is it in a lock-up?

No.

They'll get you cos of that car.

And they can plant evidence. They're out to get you.

What did they say?

That bath'll be running over.

What did they say?!

Maybe they've already found it.

I dunno.

I've got problems of my own.

Boss! Yeah?

Want to see the agency's picture of Karen Howard? Incident Room.

I'll be right with you.

Yeah.. but the Super's in there.

Karen Howard. Look at her long red nails.

That was a week before she died.

And in this one, taken the day she died, short nails.

Get on to it.

Jonesy, check with her flatmate where she had those nails done.

I'm sorry, guv. You wanted to see me?

Just a few moments.

Carry on.

Don't leave any stone unturned.

Check it out with her parents, boyfriend, agent.

Especially you three - Caplan, Rosper, Lillie. Move it!

And, by the way,...

..thanks, lads.

They backed you 100%, refused to have Hickock take over.

That was on my desk when I came in. Every single man's signed it.

Did you know about it?

No. No, I didn't.

Things have taken quite a turn, haven't they? You were lucky.

Luck had nothing to do with it. The lads worked really hard.

Bring me all the new information soon.

Of course, sir.

DC Jones. We need to know if Karen used a regular beauty parlour...

..and if she had... what d'you call 'em?

Nail extensions. (PHONE RINGS)

I'm not gonna harp on about this, but...

..I appreciate your backing me up.

Suspect's on the move with his girlfriend.

The lads reckon something's going down.

I think this is it. I think we've got him on the run.

Let's go for it.

She used a beauty parlour in Covent Garden.

Frank, move it. Keep in radio contact.

DC Jones. Do you have a client named Karen Howard?

Haskons is following Marlow and Henson down Marylebone Road.

They had her down for the day before she modelled with the long nails.

They don't do those nails, but they recommended a woman in Covent Garden market.

Shit! We'll never get the car in there. You'll have to jump out.

'Just get me there alive, Frank.'

Can you give me some money? What for?

Taxis and things.

Use the cards.

I need money. All right?

Do you think I'm a bottomless pit? Yeah, I do.

Here.

Mean bastard. Give me another 20.

RADIO: "Haskons. I'm on Marylebone Road, beyond the underpass."

They're out of the taxi, going down Euston Square tube station.

I'll meet you at the Garden. In that coffee bar on the left.

And don't spend all the money.

Where d'you think you're going?

They've split up.

Taxi!

(Shit!)

I've lost him.

Taxi!

Follow the cab in front.

I'm right behind him.

Left again into Gordon Square.

Crossing towards Euston Road.

He could be going to the station.

Yeah, he's turning into Euston Station.

I'm right behind him.

TANNOY: "The train now arriving at Platform 13 is the delayed 7.40 Intercity from Manchester."

"We apologise for the delayed arrival of this train."

He's leaving the station, moving like the clappers. I don't think he's sussed me.

No, I've lost him. Sorry. He's on a No.18 bus.

"Try and pick him up on the Euston Road, going east."

I've got him. I've got him.

"The bus is off to King's Cross. You'll see him."

There are lock-ups behind the station.

"That's the 18. That's Jimmy behind him."

"Tony and Phil, stake out the lock-ups behind the station."

"Harry, do the same."

He's got off the bus and is heading for the station.

Looks like he's gonna do a runner back up north.

No, he's passed the station. Maybe going for a cab.

No... No, he's going up Pancras Road.

May be going for the lock-ups. I'm following him.

He's not hanging about, neither.

He's going in a caff.

Phil, Tony, one of you take over.

He's ordered a coffee. He's chatting to the owner.

This girl, ever do her nails?

I couldn't say. I do up to 8 a day.

Look at it again. She was found murdered on 15 January.

Did she ever come to this stall?

January? I wasn't here. A friend looked after the booth.

"Moyra Henson took over a booth in Covent Garden. Marlow hung around."

"Karen could've had her nails done here."

That's how he knew their names. It's the two of them, then.

Let's check back when Moyra was arrested, see if she lied about knowing Della Mornay.

AMSON: "Check Moyra's file and run a cross-reference on Della Mornay's vice records."

I think he's on the move.

The owner's given him something. I can't see what it is.

He's leaving the caff now.

It's keys! He's given him some keys!

He's heading towards the lock-ups.

(Get your bloody car!)

Jesus. He's stopped outside one.

"He's going for it."

Everyone wait.

"Let him use those keys. Let him get in there."

He's got the key in the lock.

He's opening up.

He's in. Go! Go!

George Marlow? I'm DI Muddyman, Southampton Row Police Station.

I arrest you on suspicion of murder.

Moyra Henson? I'm DC Baker... Leave me alone.

Moyra, I'm arresting you...

Leave us alone!

No radio between the seats.

Get Forensic here. Don't touch anything.

Get SOCO to send someone right away.

Oh, my God!

Jesus!

Bastard.

Right. Let's get on with it.

Good luck, guv. Thanks.

Go for it, guv. Thanks, Archie.

Your client is here to assist in the investigation of the murders of Karen Howard and Della Mornay.

She is prepared to assist in the investigations...

..in any way that does not or will not bring criminal proceedings against her.

You gave George Marlow an alibi,...

..saying that he came home on January 14 at 10.30pm and did not go out again. Correct?

You have assisted in our enquiries before.

You were shown photographs of murder victims. Remember?

You stated you had not met and did not know any of the women in the photographs.

On 14 July 1976, you and Della Mornay were on trial in Manchester Juvenile Court.

This January...

..Karen Howard came to a booth that you took over from Annette Frisby in Covent Garden.

You're not looking at the photographs, Moyra.

You don't want to look at Della,...

..then look at Karen.

George called out to her.

He offered her a lift.

He then raped her, tortured her, mutilated her. He killed her.

Look. Hands tied behind her back. Look at the marks.

Look at her, Moyra!

Your client may be an accessory to murder. Shall I list the charges?

My client agreed to assist... Your client has lied.

As Marlow's common-law wife, Moyra can't be forced to testify.

Get them to leave.

Just the women to stay.

I won't talk in front of them.

He did it to me once.

But I...

..I didn't like it.

He tied my...

..hands.

A leather strap.

I didn't know!

I didn't know! God, I didn't know!

(VIOLENT RETCHING)

George Marlow did come home at 10.30, but...

..he went out again at 10.45,...

..and she has no idea when he returned.

(We've got him!)

(We've got him!)

Arnold!

Give us five minutes.

They're charging you on six counts of murder, George.

I don't know what's going on, Arnold.

On my mother's life, I haven't done a thing.

I know.

Now, what exactly have you said?

Oh, man. You won't believe this.

Have a look. It's a mask.

(Jesus.)

There's an handbag here. And a wallet. It's Karen Howard's.

Here's the jacket.

Cor, it stinks in here. Like an abattoir. That sort of stench.

Graham, it's caked in blood. Looks like dried skin.

The drain is clogged. Dried blood.

This whole area will have to have swabs taken.

He must've used this to wash himself Blood spatters. What have we here?

Frank? Whatcha got?

It's been scrubbed. Smells musty.

Ah.

Your girl blonde?

(LOUD BUZZ)

This is a recorded interview. I am DCI Jane Tennison.

Also present are DS Terence Amson and Arnold Upcher.

We are situated in Room 5C at Southampton Row Police Station.

The date is 8 March 1991,...

..and the time is 6.15pm.

Please state your full name, address and date of birth.

George Arthur Marlow. 21 High Grove Estate, Kilburn.

Born in Warrington, 11 September 1951.

Do you understand why you've been arrested?

I suppose so.

It is my duty to caution you that anything you say may be used in evidence.

You have been arrested on suspicion of the murders of Karen Howard and Della Mornay.

Do you understand?

I'm not guilty.

The night Karen Howard was murdered you claimed you were home by 10.30.

Yes.

We took a statement at 3.45 this afternoon from Moyra Henson.

She says you actually left the flat at 15 minutes to 11.

You then returned without your car.

It was not stolen from outside your flats.

It does not have a radio between the seats.

She's wrong. My car was nicked. I never went out again.

You denied having any previous contact with Karen Howard.

I never met her before she picked me up.

Miss Henson worked in a booth at Covent Garden.

She admits she gave Karen nail treatments and that you were privy to them and spoke to Karen.

Is that true?

No.

You denied knowing the second victim, Della Mornay.

But Miss Henson says, contrary to her first statement when she denied knowing Della Mornay,...

..that she was in fact lying.

So I suggest that you too are lying and that you did know Della Mornay.

I don't believe you play these games.

Moyra's terrified you'll arrest her for tax evasion,..

..for claiming the dole.

She's terrified of the police ever since the false prostitution charge.

'Well, you don't scare me.'

'I'm innocent.'

Did you clock the look he gave me?

"Ah, the painter."

Freaked me out.

Didn't suss you, though.

"I like him"(!) Shut it, Kenneth.

Just give me 10 minutes with him.

They ain't gonna get nothing out of him upstairs.

We should've smacked him when we picked him up.

Sick bastard.

This is taking too long.

Talk about a long day.

She must be knackered.

After what we found in that lock-up, he won't admit to knowin' his mother.

That shower curtain.

The smell, the stench of the place,...

..the blood on the walls.

Sick.

That wire brush.

How many of them do you reckon he did in there?

All of the London girls.

Sick.

MARLOW: 'I told you! I got an anonymous call. I dunno who it was from. A man.'

He says he knows where my car is. It was on TV, reported stolen, right?

What time was that call? About 10 o'clock!

Anyway, he says my car's at King's Cross, in some guy's lock-up.

But you had keys to that lock-up.

The caller said the keys were at a coffee bar with a Greek guy.

I picked up the keys from the bar. They weren't my keys!

I didn't find my car, the police picked me up!

Why do I have to repeat myself?! What was the Greek man's name?

I don't know! The caller just told me the address!

Stavros Hulenkinis has rented that lock-up to a John Smith for 8 years.

This morning an officer took a statement from him.

Your friend also takes in certain items of dry-cleaning and laundry from you. Is that correct?

How did you get Karen into that bedsit? Did you use Della's keys?

You knew it would be empty because Della was already dead.

You're trying to put words into my mouth.

I've done nothing but assist you from the word go. Now I want to go home.

That's impossible. It's almost 10 o'clock and...

I wanna have a piss, all right?

I want to phone my mother. I'm not having her reading that you've arrested me again.

I agree to a 10-minute break.

You cannot make any calls until this interview is terminated.

Miss Henson can call your mother.

No! They don't get on! I don't want Moyra talking to my mother!

This is a mess, isn't it?

All right.

I did it.

Would you repeat that?

You are still under caution.

I said I did it.

Sit down please, George.

What exactly did you do?

Karen,...

..Della,...

..Angela,...

..Sharon,...

..Ellen,...

..and Jeannie.

We need to take a break.

At this point we will take a break.

The tape turn-off will be witnessed by DS Amson and Arnold Upcher.

The time is two minutes past 10, 8 March 1991.

The aforementioned will remain in the presence of the recording machine...

..to enable the prisoner, George Marlow, to be taken to use the toilet.

Frank, Tony.

You're not gonna believe this. He's admitted it!

(LOUD CHEERING)

Oi! What's going on?

Our guvnor has only got our suspect to admit to six charges of murder!

Biggest case this station's had! Scotch, please!

Hello, Maureen. Hiya, guv.

Um.. any of those lads about?

They've all gone home.

DI Jenkins wants the Incident Room cleared. Can you pop in?

I don't believe it!

G'night.

(ALL) # Why was she born so beautiful?

# Why was she born at all?

# She's no bloody use to anyone

# She's no bloody use at all! #

Hip, hip,... Hooray!

Hip, hip,... HOORAY!

Oh, you bastards! I thought you'd all pissed off home!

(LAUGHTER)

Yeah.. we've done it!

(SHOUTING AND CHEERING)

George Arthur Marlow, you stand accused of six indictments of murder.

Count one: that you did, on 14 January 1991, murder Karen Howard, contrary to common law.

Count two: that you unlawfully took the life on 3 November 1990 of Della Margaret Mornay.

Count three: you are also charged that on 15 March 1984 you murdered Jeannie Avril Sharpe.

Count four: in January 1985 you murdered Ellen Harding.

Count five: in July 1986, you murdered Angela Simpson.

And Count six: in October 1987 you murdered Sharon Felicity Reid.

George Arthur Marlow,...

..having heard the charges against you, how do you plead?

Not guilty, sir.

(MURMURS)

Silence! Silence in court!

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