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(HEAVY BREATHING)

Buried in a hole, dismembered. Buried - vertical, not horizontal,

so you have to dig deeper.

You stand in the hole, digging yourself deeper.

Go out with a sack, come back later. Come back later. Where? Where?

Oi.

Oh.

You're late.

Hm? (CLEARS THROAT)

Are you angry, Tony? Yes, I am.

Do you want to tell me about it?

I don't think you're listening. I am. I'm always here for you.

You think I'm a stupid tosser you can wind up.

No, Tony. I've been patient with you.

You haven't helped me. I'm trying. You won't let me.

I want to know why they're hidden.

Why won't they come out?

I keep digging...and digging.

Tony, Tony. Come. Come closer.

It's all right.

It's all right. I'll tell you.

I will.

Dr Hill? Hi. The faculty told me you'd be here.

Yes, every Thursday.

Damn. It's in the door.

Hm? Yes.

I must've... Yes.

Er...I need to talk to you.

Sorry? I need to talk to you.

You're a policewoman. I'm Carol Jordan, Bradfield CID.

You found another body.

Yeah. As to whether it's him, I need your advice.

"I", not "we"? Coming to me was your idea?

Not sanctioned by the big boss?

No, it was my idea.

Politics, I'm really bad at, so I'm possibly not your -

Will you get out of the car or let me in?

Yes, of course.

Sorry.

(LAUGHS) That's not funny.

So, anyway...

You got kids? No. It's for me.

The body, the victim - white male, 30s, fit, good job, respectable.

As if a good job makes you respect- Dr Hill,

is this a serial killer?

Technically, no.

The definition is one over four.

You have two or three victims, so not a serial killer. Not yet.

But one in the making.

My seniors have dismissed the idea.

I'm a psychologist, not a profiler.

I know your work, your practice here.

Just look. The body's at the morgue.

I'll have a look. That's all.

STARTS ENGINE

Wait. What?

My car. Oh.

Evening, Damien. Evening, guv.

Gareth Finnegan.

Cause of death - cut throat.

His face was slashed with a glass or bottle.

The genitals were cut, hands and feet pierced.

Dislocations? Both shoulders.

It's crucifixion. Yeah.

Genital wounds post mortem? No.

Same as the other victims.

More savagery. He was virtually castrated.

Can I see the crime scene? Anything to see here?

Good lord, no.

PC O'Connell said you were here.

Don, er this is Dr Tony Hill - Detective Sergeant Don Merrick.

It's too late for a doctor. He's a psychologist.

That's too late, if you ask me.

I asked Dr Hill to give us a different perspective.

What, like get inside the killer's head?

Close but not too close. See no evil. You're all right, aren't you, Peter?

Aren't you?

Dr Hill? Peter Sutcliffe.

Women get in his car for years, same car.

Nobody sees.

Blind. Blind, blind, blind.

Hello? Dr Hill?

Sorry. And, please, it's Tony,

if we're going to work together.

Where was the body?

Face down? Yeah.

Ah.

So at first, it looked OK, body arranged in the wasteland, beautiful.

I'm sorry? Turn him over - Nightmare On Elm Street.

DI Jordan.

Miss Burgess.

Why are you here? I could ask you the same.

I saw your car. I'm doing a piece on the gay community under siege.

Any new leads?

Nothing of significance, no.

It's the same killer. We won't rule out any possibility.

Carol, what happened to sisterhood?

His genitals had stab marks too.

That hasn't been released.

They're all naked. What?

The bodies. You've found no clothing. Now is not the time.

Penny Burgess, Bradfield Post. How do you do, Mr...?

Good night, Penny.

I see that you are crap at politics. Sorry.

She is a pain in our rear and she's getting information from somewhere.

I appreciate you coming. Thank you. MOBILE RINGS

Carol Jordan.

PHONE: It's Tom Cross, and I am.

What are you doing, showing a shrink round our morgue?

I wanted another opinion, sir.

Our opinions aren't worth a damn?

Where are you?

Temple Fields. He's with you.

Get him out of there. Go home,

get a good night's sleep and be in my office at nine tomorrow.

You got into trouble.

Yep.

All the bodies were clean.

He's careful - washing removes forensic traces,

but it's almost like an act of tenderness.

Like he forgives them.

Forgives them...what?

(MUMBLES) I don't know.

I'll get carpeted tomorrow. I'd like you on the carpet with me.

I wouldn't mind either.

Yeah. Well, don't get your hopes up.

PLAYSTATION GAME MUSIC

(SIGHS)

He forgives them...what?

Exactly.

You know, my car's just over there.

Who's Jordan working with?

Us. Who else?

She had a bloke with her at the crime scene, not a cop.

Oh, God, Penny. Not now.

Who is he, Kevin? I don't know.

MUFFLED QUESTIONING

And did you see any cars hanging about?

(LABOURED BREATHING)

INAUDIBLE

Hello, Nelson.

I'm sorry.

I met a nice young man tonight, I did.

Mm. A doctor, no less, so Mum'd approve.

Even if he is nutty as a fruitcake.

Michael, I thought you were out. I called before I left work.

I went for a drive, still trying to get to know the town.

Who's this doctor, big sis?

BOTH: Mmmm!

Not just creeping up on me, eavesdropping too.

You're the one talking to herself.

Yeah. Well,...his name's Tony Hill, clinical psychologist.

I asked him to have a look at the latest.

Bit nice?

Yeah.

Warm, funny,

in every sense.

Good-looking? Not my type.

What is your type? Don't know. I've forgotten.

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KNOCK AT DOOR

Morning, Carol. Who's this?

This is Dr Hill, sir.

Really? Why is he here? No offence, Dr Hill.

None taken.

I think he can be useful, bring some new ideas.

Why don't you sit down, Dr Hill?

And you, Carol.

If I thought it was the same killer, I'd have asked you in months ago.

There are similarities but also er...

significant differences.

Not differences, they're escalations.

I made some calls about you, Dr Hill.

Er...a pal in Leeds...

sent me this.

I can see why you're so keen to get involved,

boost your profile again.

It was the... It wasn't my idea.

It was a mistake. It was.

Dr Hill, you may have fans in the media and an impressive vocabulary

but we've got three dead men.

We're trying to trace their killers without a circus run by a professor.

Sir, I think... I'd love to be in your book

but I'll have to forego that pleasure - sorry.

Dr Hill has relevant experience...

Dr Hill?

John Brandon, Assistant Chief Constable.

Tom, this is an excellent idea.

Sir? Contacting Dr Hill, excellent. How much time can you spare us?

Whatever it takes. Except Thursdays.

I'll clear it with your faculty. You up to speed with these killings?

Not yet, sir. Is it the same killer?

Until I see the files - A week enough for a profile?

This assumes it's one killer, sir.

Why else did you get Dr Hill in?

DI Jordan here

can be his liaison and tell us what he uncovers.

Sir.

That's settled, then.

Well, clever old me, bringing Dr Hill in.

CHATTER

(LABOURED BREATHING)

One - Adam Scott, civil servant.

His throat was cut. Ankles, knees, hips, shoulders, elbows dislocated.

Pathologist Dr Vernon said he must have been racked.

Two - Paul Gibbs, teacher.

Throat was cut after extensive dislocation to the limbs.

Vernon thought the forces were different.

The rack, the cross, he uses medieval tortures.

Why? Why?

Because he's a nutcase. I haven't got a clue.

Right. This one you know.

Gareth Finnegan, commodities trader.

He took them from their homes?

We think so. Signs of forced entry? None.

He cleaned before he left. He hoovered, mopped.

He understands forensics, hair, fibre evidence.

No sign of forced entry so we worked on the principle that he knew

his target.

We got nothing. After the second, we cross-referenced

Adam's acquaintances with Paul's.

Again, nothing.

Third murder, we've just started that. Kevin?

We've gone through the CCTV tapes at Temple Fields.

No-one dumping a body.

Thanks. Kevin, this is Dr Hill. Tony, this is DS Kevin Geoffries.

Give us a profile on our killer. Give him a chance.

He's targeting gay men. Is he?

All three were single, lived alone, bodies were dumped in the gay area.

Then there's the injuries to the genitals, the naked bodies.

Is there evidence of homosexual affairs? No partners coming forward?

No, but that's exactly the point. He's outing them - the queer killer.

That's just my theory, anyway. See you, guv.

Dr Hill.

I'd better put this on computer.

Anything you need from me? How about a curry?

Yeah. Hm.

(HEAVY BREATHING AND GRUNTS)

(LABOURED BREATHING)

So what's going on here?

Here here?

No, I mean the case. What's it about?

Desire. Something in every victim sparks desire.

Usually a desire to possess, dominate, destroy.

Usually, a weakness attracts but not here.

Adam, Paul, Gareth.

Relatively speaking, cream of the crop -

attractive, successful, centred.

He kidnaps them, takes them to his lair,

tortures them, kills them and returns them.

Returns? Yes, he doesn't bother to conceal.

Desire. You mean sex.

Yes. I look at you and I desire you.

Your body burns in my brain and I must have you.

It's paraphilia, meaning beyond love, beyond loving.

It's irresistible, insatiable,

intoxicating desire.

DOORBELL

Failing that, curry.

Hm.

DOORBELL

(SIGHS)

Hiya.

(SOFT VOICE) Sorry to bother you. My car died. Could I use your phone?

Oh, yeah, yeah, sure. Come in. I've got jump leads if that'll help.

(HEAVY BREATHING)

Are you married? No.

Not even close? I was seeing a doctor in London.

We were close,...I thought.

Then I got promoted up here, tried weekend commuting for a few months.

Then he said...sex with me was great but not worth a three-hour drive.

Oh.

Mm. What about you?

Sex with me's definitely not worth a three-hour drive.

Maybe a five-minute walk. If it's not raining.

Really? Who's doing the five-minute walk at the moment?

Nobody, at the moment.

You are a bit of a weirdo. Maybe you frighten them.

I don't think so. People I work with frighten me.

Like Maggie Thomas.

Whom you visit every Thursday.

I have to ask. How can you spend time with a woman

who you know has murdered at least five girls,

probably more?

I talk to Maggie.

I let her play mind games, I let her stroke my face,

I do anything so I can find out where the bodies are.

Why does she stroke your face? So she can feel my bones.

Every Thursday...for three years. People like Maggie have found

they can do wrong with impunity.

Her punishment doesn't hurt her.

She tries to open up others' minds. To what?

(WHISPERS) The possibilities.

Of what?

Of evil? That's a relative term.

Only to psychopaths. She fascinates you.

Yes. Isn't that dangerous?

Yes.

CAT MEWS

Oh, Nelson, I'm sorry.

He fed you, I know he did.

Maybe he didn't. Michael?

(TUTS) Dirty stop-out.

Erm...you all know Dr Hill.

He'll give us the benefit of his insights

into the murder cases we are currently investigating.

Good morning. A psychological profile

can only be speculative but it bases its speculation on facts.

The first speculation in this case should have been done two months ago.

A serial killer has hit the ground running and will continue killing.

The second speculation is from the police's late recognition of this.

The killer desires recognition. His actions have been denied.

He will commit another murder to show you up.

His next victim could well have more profile, a journalist perhaps

or someone connected to the police

or emergency services.

There's been another body... A man.

This one's called Damien O'Connell.

PC

Damien O'Connell.

One of ours.

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Now er...

about this serial killer theory.

Has this happened before?

This is my problem with you and your media pals.

You make it a competition in horror.

Every sick bastard runs like flies to shit.

"I can do better, I can top that."

You think this is a copycat, sir?

No, not a copycat, DI Jordan,

because it's worse - "I can top that."

(CHOKED) Yeah. And he bloody did.

Damien was practically...

He was practically...

(SOBS) What are you doing?

It's the same killer.

Do you want a punch in the head?

Tom...I'm sorry.

Has his family been informed?

They're being contacted.

Dr Hill, what have we got?

Sir, what we've got is another murder!

Same killer?

Why? Choice of victim,

arrangement of body, method of death, the body was washed, genital injury.

He knew he had a policeman? Yes, he's punishing him.

What for? Not paying him respect he deserves.

Tom!

SHOUTED QUESTIONS

The body of a man in his 20s has been found.

Was it an accident? He was murdered.

Was he a serial killer?

There are indications that this could be linked to three

previous homicides in Bradfield. You're treating it as one killer?

We are examining that possibility.

Hasn't he got a head start

because you wouldn't admit he was a serial killer?

We don't theorise ahead of evidence.

We will do all we can to bring this killer to justice.

SHOUTED QUESTIONS

Paul, get me a shot of those two.

Cause of death - cut throat, carotid's severed.

Whatever blood was left was drained by the excision of his penis.

Said penis was then... Yep, done after death.

Yes.

Why, for God's sake? Ask the psychologist.

The other injuries, which are barbaric beyond belief, were caused

by some sort of conical object with sharp edges, possibly razor wire.

The burns on the torso? There are hundreds of them.

Before or after death? Before.

I'm sorry.

Guv, his mum and dad are here, O'Connell's.

I'm so sorry, Mr and Mrs O'Connell.

(MRS O'CONNELL SOBS)

Listen, I'm really sorry but do you mind if I ask you a few questions?

No.

Would you like us to contact anyone?

No.

(SIGHS)

Was Damien seeing anyone?

No. He wasn't.

Yes, he was. He was seeing Alex.

Had he been seeing her long?

Him.

Damien was gay. What of it?

I want to see him. Can I see him?

Yeah, of course.

A gay man, Dr Hill. How does the queer killer sound now?

Stupid! Offensive and irrelevant.

You think?

He doesn't prey on gay men. He preys on ALL men.

The burns, he's sending a message. How do you know?

Choice of victims is a message, but he'll want to taunt us.

We have to decipher the burns.

We don't know what made them. It'll come. What do they say?

Statistical pattern analysis. What's that?

Computer programs can analyse apparently random groupings.

If there's a pattern to be found...

We'll follow it up but I think we've had our lucky break.

A scrap of leather on the building site fence.

Forensics are on it. He doesn't leave forensic traces.

You just said he's left a message.

That's different. Why?

And he did leave the scrap of leather.

Well, then? But he left it so you can waste manpower and time

finding a thing with an obscure provenance

like Vladivostok so you waste more time.

It's not a red herring. It's a white bloody elephant.

It doesn't fit with your theory. Exactly.

We ignore evidence that doesn't fit?

Planted evidence, yes. You can prove he planted it? You have a hunch(!)

All right, Don.

I hear you. We'll be cautious but it's a lead. We can't ignore it.

Given what Damien's parents told us, we'll refocus on Temple Fields.

Damien used to go there.

We're going undercover on the S&M scene.

Right.

Listen,

the statistical pattern analysis.

My brother's in computers, I'll ask him.

If you think it'll help.

We'll show him our sophisticated psychopath.

Tony thinks there's a message, we can...

Separate the random from the intended.

Yep. It's hardly rocket science.

It's three basic shapes, variations on a star.

It won't be hard once it's digitised.

And you know someone who can?

You trust them?

Not to sell your piccies to The Sun? Possibly.

What about your patients, Dr Hill?

Do they mind you deserting them?

Relieved not to see me. You do weights?

I keep in shape.

I used to...do some...

(STRAINING) Maybe not.

DANCE MUSIC AND CHATTER

You new round here?

Checking out the scene.

Don's pulled. CCTV: My name's Ian.

If you want a scene, check no further.

Not just yet. Thanks.

What are you?

Top or bottom? (LAUGHS)

Guv, the leather is deerskin, cured by saltwater the old-fashioned way.

It's not done in the West now, doesn't meet standards.

Where's it from? Russia, near St Petersburg.

Well, at least it's not Vladivostok.

Are you not worried that a killer's about?

Get off how you want to get off, that's what I say.

You do want to get off, don't you?

No, thanks. Bit of a tease, are you?

No. Just... Can you...?

I've been watching you.

Oh, really?

I'm Stevie.

Don.

BANGING ON VAN DOOR

What are you doing here? Couldn't sleep.

How did you know we were here?

You've got "undercover surveillance" written on the side of your van.

I saw you get rid of that Neanderthal, Ian Thomson.

Do you know him?

Not to speak to. I don't let just anyone tie me up.

Especially with a killer about.

Some of the people in here actually want to meet him.

The killer. They want to go the distance.

Why?

To see if they can.

Pleasure and pain are two sides of the same coin.

Channel five, guv. Don's got something.

The ones that did meet him, did they think that?

Why are you asking me?

Do you think I'm the killer?

Are you, Steve?

If that turns you on, Don.

I did know Adam Scott,... Paul Gibbs too.

Oh, really?

They come to my gym.

Well, used to.

I can see you're a strong man, Don.

Do you want to go somewhere?

I hardly know you.

Back exit, two minutes.

When he comes out, Kev. Nice and quiet.

This is Merrick. I'm at the back.

I think we've got some...

Don? Shit. STATIC

Don Merrick? Man down, southwest exit. Move!

Don! Oof!

Don?

Don?

DANCE MUSIC AND CHATTER

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I came out. Don was on the floor. Someone was running away.

None of our officers saw anyone.

You told DS Merrick you knew Adam Scott and Paul Gibbs.

I said they come to my gym. Is it a crime?

Damien O'Connell had a trial membership.

I never met him.

Quite a coincidence, three victims belonging to your gym.

We're checking Gareth Finnegan. Useful, owning a gym.

I want my lawyer. KNOCK AT DOOR

(WHISPERS)

Interview suspended, 1:35am.

We've just got this from the post room, addressed to Bradfield CID.

Hi.

I'm Police Constable

Damien O'Connell.

I joined the police force

because I like helping people

and making the world a better place.

Also,

I like my colleagues in the Bradfield police.

But they're never going to catch you

because...you're too clever

and they're too thick. (SOBS)

The tape? Could be from any supermarket, ditto the envelope.

Is there a message in Damien's words? I don't know.

You don't know?

It's a start, it's an escalation but it's...

I don't know.

I heard.

That's one sick bastard.

ONE sick bastard?

All right, one.

How's Don Merrick?

Hospital, but he's OK.

And McTeer? Got his lawyer.

What do you call 200 lawyers at the bottom of the sea?

A good start.

Yeah. Sorry I hit you.

Do you buy McTeer?

I don't know. Do you?

90%. He's bright, got form.

Did time in Glasgow - rape...on a bloke.

Would you know if you saw his digs?

Would you know?

90%.

Good enough for me.

Is this strictly legal?

Yeah, Section 18.

I thought you'd prefer to see it without a dozen plods on your back.

TV: You're too clever...

Don, what are you doing here? What does it look like?

You checked yourself out. You're going home, Don.

No, I'm not. (SCREAMS)

Not until I've been in and beaten the shit out of him!

You'll have to beat the shit out of his lawyer as well

which won't do any good.

I'm calling you a cab. You're going home.

Biggsy, cab for DS Merrick.

Hey, have you seen Dr Hill?

He left a couple of hours ago, in Superintendent Cross's car.

Together? They weren't holding hands.

(TUTS)

Hello.

It's O'Connell's.

That's his number.

You sure? He was one of my lads.

DOORBELL

We've got him - S&M gear and O'Connell's handcuffs.

You couldn't wait for Forensics?

I know how to do a search, DI Jordan.

It's the break we needed.

Where were the handcuffs?

In his wardrobe. And Dr Hill saw you find them?

O'Connell's handcuffs were in McTeer's flat.

We've got him. Coming, Dr Hill?

He suggested we have a look.

It's his fault. Yeah.

He made you do it. Yeah.

He threatened to take me to the rugby club

and sing all 64 verses of Eskimo Nell.

Not funny.

McTeer could walk now.

I thought of the regular gaps, the first three deaths.

Damien's is an anomaly, the "teach us a lesson" stuff.

What? The video tape,

all the graphics. State of the art. Michael could probably tell us.

What? It was really well made

which implies - well, all sorts - but the most obvious is,

he's recording the deaths and torture then manipulating his images,

maybe adding himself, playing a part. I don't understand.

He can make his snuff film then re-edit, lots of stories, one ending.

The software to do that is expensive.

If I report Tom Cross for planting evidence, it could end his career

so I'm going home.

Carol!

Carol! I haven't got a car.

KNOCK AT DOOR

There are questions about the search.

It was above board, sir. The search, maybe, but evidence was found.

Yes, sir. Good enough to nail the bastard in my opinion.

Unfortunately not. You know those handcuffs won't stand up in court.

Yes, they will, sir. Dr Hill was there.

Yes, he was.

We have a senior police officer and a clinical psychologist

alone in a suspect's flat at 2:30am.

The point is, sir,

we got him.

No. You poisoned the well.

Forget about the evidence being dismissed.

It could be a mistrial.

Steven McTeer will be released on police bail.

I want you to take a break. What?

A holiday, go to the seaside

or the Lakes maybe. Have a break.

I'm not bloody leaving. You are, Tom.

Hello there. Hurry up. I've got a lunch meeting.

Oh. Mm.

You'll never guess what happened. Tell.

No, guess. No, tell.

PLAYS WILLIAM TELL OVERTURE

CROSS: All right!

Nice bell.

I hear you've been kicked off, Tom. I hear Carol Jordan's taken over.

Then you know all you need. Thing is, Tom,...

the press'll be all over this and you'll be crucified.

I'll let you put your side.

It's a competition, is it? You bet.

Do you want to win?

PLAYS WILLIAM TELL OVERTURE

All right, then.

Elaine Scarry, writer... wrote The Body In Pain.

I've got it here

er...somewhere.

She talks about torture

and the relationship between the torturer and his prisoner.

It being the furthest that can separate two human beings.

Is she right?

Do you think she's right?

Yes.

And no.

Right. Pain can be intimate. Sadomasochistic sex can be intimate.

Pleasure and pain, is that what you want? Someone to go all the way?

No-one can.

But you want them to.

They're too weak.

They let you down.

Course they do.

Maybe your standards are too high.

Maybe they are.

But you'll keep looking.

The right man's out there somewhere.

Well, well, well.

Boyfriend's got a good publicist.

(GENTLY SNORING)

MAN: Hello, is that Mrs Stratton?

Yes, I'm sorry to disturb you. I'm just calling to...

HUM OF VOICES

I know who did it. Male? Female?

He's confused about his sexuality.

PHONE: I so hoped you'd be in.

You wanna find out about my brother, you ask me.

Do you want a friend or a shrink? Which are you?

A H? Anthony Hill.

Of course.

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