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(DOOR SLAMMING)

George...

An officer of yours keeps being overlooked.

You mean WPC Parnham?

Yes. She came through CID training extremely well.

So, why is she back in uniform for the past 14 months?

She can't work in a team. Who says?

A consensus of opinion. If you want to find a sexual bias –

I have several reports of incidents in which –

She can't take a joke.

She won't put up with bad attitudes.

If you can't take a joke, don't work in teams.

Can you stick this in the box for me?

Sure.

See you tomorrow.

Night, George.

Gemma, it's Christine's mum. Is Christine there?

Oh, when did she leave?

Did she say she was coming straight home?

Is there anywhere else she might have gone to?

Oh, yes, yes, I'll try Rosie.

If she does come back to you, could you telephone me?

All right. Thank you. Bye.

She left two hours ago.

(TRAIN WHISTLE)

He's late!

He's not coming.

He better!

He's got to come, in't he?

He won't come. He's scared.

He'll turn up. He knows what'll happen if he don't.

Yeah, and he'll know what'll happen if he does!

She was supposed to come home three hours ago, from Gemma's.

She didn't mention anything.

Yes, I've tried Chloe.

No, she's not at the school. I'll try someone else.

Yes, thank you.

That's everyone.

I'm sorry!

I'm sorry...

I'm sorry. How was it? Was it good?

Yeah, yeah, it was great. The best show you'll ever miss.

Right. Well, I'll pay for the tickets.

No, no, it's OK.

No, I insist.

I just got here. I missed it.

You're joking! You got held up with work?

Yeah, meeting.

(HORN BLOWING)

34 quid?

That's all I could get.

60 quid, Webster!

I know. I'll get the rest later. Honest!

Shopping, cinema?

No! There's no question of that.

There's no problem with her being allowed to do things.

Did she forget to say she was going somewhere?

No, not on a school night.

With homework to do.

Right.

Of course I believe in justice, but retribution, too! It's important.

I had this case, a killer walked free. He did it! Jesus, I get angry still!

The victims' families need retribution!

It helps them sleep! They've got to be able to believe in the system!

Yeah, Jane Tennison.

Where?

Bill...

She's down here.

Are you AMIP?

No, and I do have a name!

Det Supt Jane Tennison.

DCI Tom Mitchell.

What have we got here, Tom?

She's been dead a few hours.

Violently assaulted, hands bound, brought here in a Camden borough refuse sack.

Maybe tossed from the embankment.

Not thrown from a train?

Not the way the bag landed.

Did the kids move her?

Not that we're aware of.

Any idea who she is? Not yet.

There are boot and shoeprints. We'll lift something.

When'll we see the body?

Any time after nine.

Bill...

What is it?

Scent of perfume in her hair.

Patrick?

Oh, shit!

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello.

Richard, can you meet me at Dartmouth Park Morgue at 9am?

Yeah. Yeah.

I reckon she was dumped on the embankment around 3am.

Friday morning?

Yes. She was there 18, 19 hours.

Was she dead before she was bagged?

Probably died around midnight. One can't be sure.

< How old do you think she is?

< 50, 55.

These torso wounds were caused by a long, thin instrument, an eighth of an inch wide, six inches long.

Clean entry wounds.

The marks to both wrists would indicate she'd been tied up for some period of time.

Now, these weals to the upper arms.

Iron clamps?

Yes, that's possible. Very good!

Strung up and clamped.

Strung up? I wouldn't like to say.

Any evidence of her killer?

No semen, nothing that might be useful.

Might be something on the bag.

The hands are spotless. Nothing under the nails. Have they been scrubbed?

Strung up is possible, yes.

It's only the clamping of the arms.

Yeah. I want the photos ASAP.

Don't tell anyone about this.

No. But it is only the clamping that makes us think it's a connection.

Maybe a little hobgoblin lets him out at night!

< You did put away the right man!

< Marlow, Marlow, Marlow. Where is it?

Aha!

I want to stay on this case.

I thought you liked doing budgets!

Oh, very funny!

Look, I want Haskons on it with me.

OK. Mitchell will shadow you.

Why?

We've got him in mind to join AMIP as a DCI.

You're OK. He's a nice lad.

Fancy him, do you?

Get out!

See if I can arrange a date.

Good morning!

Det Superintendent Tennison.

I'm sure you know I'm working with you from now on.

Tom, got an identification?

Margery Miller.

She local?

Yeah. Kentish Town. Osborne Road.

What do we know about her?

She was a widow, lived alone, worked for Scotsmill Clothing Company, assistant managing a West End shop.

Went up the club on Tuesday nights.

Club? What club?

Our club. Our area social.

Why?

Her husband was duty officer until he died six years ago.

What? At this station?

Yeah. She left at 10.30pm. Went to catch her bus home.

Colin, take that. Cheers.

Same routine every week. She didn't make it that night.

She left on her own?

Yeah. We're trying to find out if anyone saw her after she left.

Relationships, lovers?

She was devoted to her husband.

The older guys here knew her. She'd not look at another man. Anything else?

No, thank you!

But question everyone in that club.

It's being done.

She's at Margery Miller's house. The photos have come.

Yeah, looking at them now.

Oh, shit!

It must be a copycat killing.

There's a book saying Marlow's innocent, with photos of his victims.

I know the one you mean.

Why? Have you got it?

Yeah. Complete rubbish.

I worked on the case...

Can you let me have it?

Sure.

This is the same knot that Marlow used to tie up Karen Howard and Della Mornay.

If anybody has any idea where Christine might be,...

..please...

Please contact the police.

Any information at all, however insignificant you might think it is,...

..please call.

It's OK, she's 'ere!

(LAUGHTER)

She'll be OK with George.

Eh, leave off, he's an innocent man.

Still a nonce.

The Governor will tell you.

Hey. Come on, George.

Why ask the Governor? Had your hand down his trousers?

Come on, now, lads! Lay off him.

(COMEDIAN ON TV)

Everything I saw in the mortuary is detailed in this bloody book. Everything!

What do you make of that?

Well, it's interesting.

What kind of person would be doing that?

Copy a killing in every detail? Out of a book?

Yes.

No-one. You might be influenced,...

..or get ideas on what to do with your victim,...

..but you wouldn't follow it line by line like a recipe.

What do you think is going on?

I don't know. I've no idea.

Well, come on, give me a theory.

Patrick!

What?!

You're supposed to know!

I need more information!

All right. All right. Look.

Excuse me, I was watching that!

Can't we talk about this?

No! I want to relax. I don't want to talk about work.

You try listening to what I have to listen to all day! Seriously!

Sorry.

"They don't use guns, they insert bullets manually!"

I mean, it can't just be a coincidence.

Let me get this thought out.

Suppose whoever's doing this wants us to believe Marlow is innocent.

Isn't that more likely than a coincidence?

It's possible. How possible?

Personally, I wouldn't spend a lot of time on it.

What am I left with, then?

A problem!

Della Mornay. Hands tied behind her back.

Looks a bit rough. She's dead!

Right! What have we got?

The pathologist's report.

Good. Anything on the footprints?

They've got eleven shoe and boot prints. We've eliminated five.

Place is used by kids drinking and doing drugs.

We're doing schools, youth clubs, hostels. None has an Escort van.

Escort van?

A man was seen getting into a Ford Escort van at 2am on Friday, then driving off.

It was parked near the embankment.

When did this come in?

Yesterday.

Why wasn't I informed?

Must have been an oversight.

So who's the witness?

20-year-old male. He'd been drinking with friends, but he wasn't that drunk.

His description of the man?

Medium height, stocky build, Mediterranean,...

..wearing white trainers, dark trousers and dark top.

One print on the embankment is a Reebok size 8 jogging shoe.

He could be Greek.

Why do you say that?

Mediterranean, ma'am.

He might have keys to a lock-up?

Don't know, ma'am.

Like hell you don't! Don't call me ma'am.

Who else has read the book in DC Dyson's hand?

We found it on the table...ma'am.

All of you will be struck by the similarity between our murder...

..and those done by Marlow in the lock-up of a Greek cafe owner!

I can't stop you reading that book, but it's trash.

I put Marlow away, so I know.

There is no place for anyone who clouds this investigation by questioning Marlow's guilt. Clear?

Oh, and I don't want any details of this killer's methods known outside this room.

I assure you, my officers are a bloody sight more professional than to allow a book to influence them.

Hmmm!

Let's not go in today.

Let's stay in bed. Let's go for a walk on Parliament Hill.

I wish.

No, no. No, I mean it. I mean it!

OK.

Oh, God! You know I can't.

This is the first time in my life I've had the feeling I don't want to get up, go to work.

I don't want to screw up another relationship.

This is the first time I've ever felt like this.

Tell me it's not gonna happen.

It's not gonna happen.

Bill.

Mutilated, bagged up and dumped.

We've got another one.

Who found her?

Jogger...or his dog.

How long do you think she's been here?

Four or five hours.

The same perfume as the other one. Only stronger.

What is it?

I'm not sure. It's quite sweet and heavy.

It's definitely in her hair.

Christine Bramwell. Aged 16.

Same mutilations, marks on the wrists,...

..weals on the upper arms, same method of disposal.

Christine disappeared 18 hours after Margery was found on the embankment.

The time of death shows she was held for two days, killed on the third.

A killer who can keep his victims out of sight and hearing.

There were no footprints on the site

We'll get nothing off the body. Both hands were scrubbed. He's thorough.

Or experienced.

There was a perfume on Christine, and on Margery.

No scent was found on Marlow's victims.

Forensic have not identified the brand.

Now, Christine went missing about 5 o'clock.

How? She was a bright girl.

She knew not to get into a stranger's car.

We know her route home. I want everyone on it questioned, and I mean everyone.

I mean including the neighbour's cat.

Someone must have seen something. Got anything from the van?

All hire vehicles and London owners, negative.

What about the club?

Every officer and guest has been interviewed. Margery definitely left alone.

No-one saw Margery after she left? No.

What about the Mediterranean connection?

Do you have a suggestion?

Well, in the book on Marlow...

Oh, I hope this is relevant!

I think so, ma'am.

In the book, Whitehouse says the nephew of the lock-up owner,

the Greek, Andreas,...

..attacked a woman in Manchester in 1988.

The first four Marlow murders were in the North from '84 to '87.

We know all this!

Andreas was in jail in '88 when the murders stopped, then worked in his uncle's cafe in '89.

The 5th and 6th murders were in his uncle's lock-up in '90, '91.

Andreas went abroad a month after Marlow's arrest.

He returned here two and a half months ago.

How do you know this? We've checked it out.

Do you want me to check out his shoe size?

No, I don't.

I want to know who murdered these women.

Try this.

Yeah. Well, it's something like that.

Right.

Now, try this one.

Yeah, that's it.

Yes, definitely.

That's what I smelt, too. It's gardenia.

The first one I gave you was a mix, gardenia being one of its perfumes.

This is a single note gardenia.

This is what you smelt on Margery?

Pretty certain.

Good.

No.

Are you sure? Yes.

Dr Bramwell?

She never wore perfume.

Can you tell me if you've smelt this before?

No.

Please, would you just smell it?

She didn't wear perfume.

She's just a schoolgirl!

Just tell me if you recognise it.

No!

Thank you.

Margery only wore a Beauty Without Cruelty scent, Aurelia. No gardenia.

Good. At least I've got something!

Can I have a word?

I'm not happy with this investigation. Nor are my team.

I hope you put them straight.

When they're barred from what they believe is an important line –

What are you trying to say?

Why haven't we checked Andreas out?

But you did already.

We haven't questioned him –

We've wasted critical hours on a murder I solved.

How much more time do you intend to waste?

Sort your lads out and get on with the job, which is finding a copycat killer!

Don't say anything.

I was told you wanted me.

Get in the car.

Where to?

The lock-up, the cafe, Andreas.

If it's to be checked out, I'll do it.

Did you look at the Whitehouse book?

I had to see what everyone's on about. Want it back?

Do you know why Marlow's girlfriend changed her story?

She was dying.

Why would she say she lied to the court and you forced a statement?

Marlow's all she's got left! She wanted to make things right for him.

This is it.

Yeah.

(GENTLE CLASSICAL MUSIC)

It was like walking into hell when we first found this place.

Let's go.

Aren't we going to the cafe?

No.

I thought that's why we were here!

I bollocked Mitchell for wasting time. I won't make the same mistake.

I might as well go in and have a cup of coffee.

Do what you like.

As I'm here...

Yeah (!)

Yes, how can I help you?

I'd like to speak to Mr Andreas Hulenkinis.

Oh, for Jesus Christ's sake!

Take him into the back!

What do you want?

Same questions! Different face!

When were you last questioned?

Yesterday! Only yesterday!

I have customers here!

I worked on the Marlow case four years ago...

Why are you talking to me? It's my uncle's lock-up.

You were working here at the time.

So?

Why did you go back to Cyprus in '91?

Well, it is my home (!)

Why'd you come back here?

For money.

Where are you living?

In my uncle's house.

Can you recall where you were at 2am last Friday morning?

Asleep, where else?

Where? In bed.

At home? No man, in the garden (!)

And 2am Monday morning?

Look, I come here at 6.30am every morning.

I leave at 7.30pm in the evening. When I go home, I sleep. Of course!

I don't have a white van, I don't drive, I don't even have a licence.

Reeboks.

Yeah!

What size shoe do you take?

Nine.

Are those nines?

Hello!

Hi! Help yourself to a drink. I'll be out in a minute.

D'you want one?

Yes, yes please.

Hi.

When d'you want to eat?

Sometime soon.

Pick something out. I haven't had time. I got tied up at work.

Reading Whitehouse's book?

No, I just dug that out this afternoon.

Well, when did you buy it?

Soon after it came out, I think.

Before we met? Yes.

Why didn't you tell me you'd read it?

Why would I? It was ages ago.

We talked about it!

I got it out because we did.

I didn't know you when I bought it!

You're reading it? Researching me?

Researching you? What are you talking about?

Before we met, you read a book.

In it, I am caricatured as cold, obsessed by my career, and turned on by murder.

It would turn any man off but a therapist.

Is that why you're interested in me?

No, I'm interested in you because you're paranoid.

Order food. I'd like to see a movie.

I have no doubt we put away the right man!

I'm sure you did.

Morning. Is the Chief in?

Yes. He wants to see you.

Good.

Morning.

What's going on? I've had a senior member of your team complaining –

I hope you showed Mitchell the door.

No! I didn't.

I'm investigating two murders. He's investigating eight.

How can we work together?

I agree. It's a very unsatisfactory situation.

One which results in this sort of thing, which we can all do without.

God, one of those bastards is leaking information!

I asked for no details to be published!

I'm taking you off the case.

What?

I'm getting a lot of pressure.

Who from?

Coming from the top.

Doffing your cap to outrageous –

I don't have the argument to keep you on it!

You're vulnerable to accusations of not having an open mind.

I can't ignore that!

You know Marlow is guilty!

They are not my rules, Jane!

Ah.

Who's taking my place?

Mitchell's doing it as Acting Super.

He is the wrong person! You must know that.

He's leading those lads down a false trail!

Without me, there'll be no-one left to bring them back on line!

I went to the lock-up. Yes, Haskons told me.

Haskons? Are you trying to humiliate me?

Come on, you - You should be defending me!

I want you to look at these Child Protection budgets and give me a report by Friday.

I'll sharpen my pencils.

Bring Andreas Hulenkinis in and put him in the interview room.

Colin, shoeprints.

We've eliminated all but two, a size eight Reebok and a size 10 man's shoe.

Sure it's an eight? No doubt about it.

Hulenkinis is a nine.

Check it out. And the uncle. Bring him in.

The van. Andy?

No joy. Nobody in the area owns or has hired a white van, or saw one.

Maybe it was stolen.

There's no other explanation why it was there.

None at all.

Any link between Hulenkinis and the van?

Not yet.

Right. Catherine. Perfume?

Pearson's sell 5,000 bottles of it yearly,

but none of the main retailers stock it,...

..although they have 415 outlets for their products.

243 stock gardenia. This is the print-out.

Small chemists', beads-and-bangles shops.

We contacted all of them. They'll keep a record of purchases.

Good. Well done!

Richard.

Christine's abduction.

She set off from her friend Gemma's house at five. Excuse me.

Walking along Greystone Road.

She'd have turned left on Church St,

right down Vincent Rd,

taking her home to Poplar Avenue.

We've two possible sightings on Greystone Road. Nothing after that.

We've tried to identify vehicles in the vicinity when she set off.

At 5pm a 60-year-old woman pulled out of a parking space,...

..causing a policeman in an unmarked car to stop.

She thinks someone was in the back seat. No description.

We haven't identified either the car,

a silver saloon or hatchback,

or the officer involved.

But it would explain why Christine might get into a car with a stranger,...

..if he used his uniform to entice her in on some pretence.

It could be a man impersonating a police officer.

Well, yeah (!)

It's unlikely Margery would get into a car if she didn't know the driver.

This is obviously a lead we have to follow.

Check all officers entitled to use the club.

That's the whole Met!

Find owners of silver saloons and hatchbacks, and their duty rosters.

A warrant for Hulenkinis's house?

Yeah. Andy, Jason, get that now.

With a serial killer loose,

an officer removed from the search,

and the charge of a cock-up on a major case,

you won't be surprised that the Home Secretary

wants to know what the hell is going on. I was -

In order to prepare ourselves in the event of an appeal,

I'm asking you, David, to look at the allegations in the Marlow

conviction on an informal basis, and report to me, as soon as possible.

Yes, of course, sir.

You'll get access to what you need. Confidentiality is assured.

I want a full report. Yes sir.

With respect, sir, this will be a complete waste of time.

I was Tennison's Super on that case.

We put away the right man.

I'm looking for an independent view, Mike.

If you want the Home Secretary off your back,

David should be finding out who's leaking information.

That's the problem.

That's been taken up by the Super at Camden.

Is Supt Tennison to be informed of what I'll be doing?

No, I want everything off the record.

And if I was to find evidence of a miscarriage of justice?

The Commissioner will undoubtedly inform the Home Office.

And if there's been no miscarriage of justice...

..but there has been unprofessional behaviour in Tennison?

I will certainly want to know about it.

(JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING)

Cheers.

I'm afraid I've a confession to make.

If it's bad, I don't want to hear.

OK.

Well, what is it?

When you went to sleep on the sofa last night...

Oh, God, I'm sorry –

I picked up your papers on Marlow.

My file?

I apologise, but just bear with me.

I think I may have found something very interesting.

In the pathologist's report on Marlow's last victim, Karen...

Karen Howard.

Perfume was noted to be about her body.

Unfortunately, it doesn't mention what perfume.

How does that help?

I know, I know.

This is a copy of the inventory of everything that was found in the lock-up.

There.

One bottle, empty, Pearson's Scents of Old England...

Gardenia.

Oh, my God, why wasn't I aware of that?

Because it was found in Della Mornay's handbag. You'd presume it was hers.

I checked on the reports on the four women who'd been killed up North.

I quote,

"A sweet and heady perfume was described as being on Ellen Harding's body".

She was a prostitute, so that's not altogether surprising, but once you start piecing it together...

There was no mention of perfume in Whitehouse's book.

No, there wasn't. I checked.

So these can't be copycat killings.

I always thought that unlikely.

Whoever it is has inside information.

Who has access to that, other than us?

Anyone with access to the file. Any officer.

They could be getting the information from Marlow... or Whitehouse.

That's very unlikely.

Why, do you know him personally?

No. Obviously, I know who he is.

Do you think Marlow's getting someone to kill for him?

Even if he is, you haven't proved the perfume connection.

The more obvious conclusion is, and I said it might be bad news...

..is that...you did get it wrong.

And eight murders have been committed that have nothing to do with George Marlow.

No, I won't believe that!

I know you don't want –

I got the right man. And it seems I've got to prove it again.

Why would Marlow always use the same perfume on his victims?

I told you what I think. You're not listening.

Come on, Patrick, you're the expert!

What am I looking for?

A traumatic event. From childhood.

Something unpleasant. Could be child abuse.

Why are you being so difficult?

I just don't want you to waste your time.

Well, let me worry about that, all right? So just tell me.

It'll be something that he witnessed or something that was done to him.

And it'll be sexual in origin.

Thank you.

But you think I'm wrong, don't you?

So the police have made a mistake.

What it appears we are uncovering is yet another miscarriage of justice.

The officer in charge has been taken off, which shows

the police are realising that they've put away the wrong man.

"Have you actually met George Marlow, Mr Whitehouse?"

"Yes, I have. Many times."

"In prison?"

"Yes. And he's never given up hope that the truth will come out and he'll be freed.

Once his appeal is heard, he will be free."

Yes, I'll make sure she gets the message. OK, thank you.

Are these the budgets? Yes.

When's the chief's first meeting?

Um, 10.30.

DCI Mitchell just rang. He wants the Marlow file urgently. You've got it.

Shit! It's at home... No, it's not!

They need it this morning.

(PHONE RINGING)

"Hi, this is Dr Patrick Schofield.

Leave your name and number. I'll get back to you as soon as I can."

"Hi, Patrick. Mark Whitehouse here.

Meet me in the bar of the Camden Lock Hotel. I'll be there from 7pm."

"Hi, Patrick. Mark Whitehouse here.

Meet me in the bar of the Camden Lock Hotel. I'll be there from 7pm."

Have you interviewed Andreas yet?

Yeah, and his uncle. Their only alibi is each other.

Looks like Andreas wears a size 9 shoe.

There's no evidence yet to link either or both of them, but give us time.

Find anything to link them with Marlow's murders?

Not yet,

but I've heard Whitehouse's taped conversations

with Marlow's former girlfriend, Moyra Henson.

I can't comment on her honesty,

but I can say that the more I open up Tennison's case,

the more suspect it appears to be.

It's time to consider,

if not assume, that you're now dealing with victims numbers seven and eight.

The four-year gap between the last two killings in '91 and these two should be investigated.

We should ask why these murders have restarted.

Was the killer in jail from '91 and has just been freed?

Has he assaulted but not killed in that time?

Were there other victims, not yet found?

If you continue to ignore these possibilities, you could make a grave error.

You think we should open up the investigation.

Yes, I do.

Tom?

It's been my instinct to open it up.

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

Jane.

I'll be with you in a minute.

Right.

Do we know who's leaked to Whitehouse?

I'm taking these home.

Did you get the file?

It's on my desk.

OK, listen up!

Chief Supt Kernan and I have decided to open this investigation up

to consider Margery and Christine being victims seven and eight,

the first six attributed to Marlow.

This does not mean Marlow is innocent of those six murders.

We have to look at everything.

I'll put a team on to finding out where our killer may have been from '91 till now.

Check all serious non-domestic assaults on women in London since '91,

all sex offenders who have done time and been freed.

A lot of work for a long shot!

A hell of a lot. I want you to head it.

We've enough to do checking the Met! Give me –

No extra resources. I'll split your team in two.

Let's get on with it.

(DIALLING)

Richard?

Richard!

Thanks for coming.

I must pick the kids up in half an hour.

Yeah, I know. I'm sorry. I need something from you.

Can I trust you?

Course you can.

You told Kernan about us going to that lock-up!

Yeah. Yeah, I did. I remember.

So, can I trust you?

Yeah.

Give me a cigarette, would you?

I need to know what's going on with this case. Will you tell me?

Yeah, yeah.

Mitchell's questioned Andreas and his uncle. There've been no charges.

He's opened up the investigation to include Marlow's murders.

I need to know who Marlow mixed with in prison,

and what happened to those men since their release.

Can you get that information?

Yeah, I can do that.

Anything else?

No. No, that's all.

I'd better go.

OK.

Are you staying here?

Yeah.

Are you driving?

Yes.

I'll have a large whisky, please.

I'll buy that.

No, you won't.

£3.80, please.

Mark Whitehouse.

If you're expecting Patrick Schofield, he's not coming.

Ah.

I didn't think this was a coincidence.

Well, shall we sit down?

Sure.

Why write a book saying Marlow's innocent when you know he's not?

I believe he is innocent.

Finding a cause celebre is fashionable.

I try not to be cynical about the police.

Some of you are good at exposing injustices, but your book's the most poisonous rubbish I've read.

Well, thank you.

Why do you want to free a murderer of six women, and on distorted evidence?

I came upon the story by chance.

I did an article on life in a hospice. Moyra was a patient.

Here was a key witness in a major trial, telling me the opposite of what she told the court.

She said her statements to the police were made under duress, and the evidence was fabricated.

What was I to do with that information? Forget it?

I found, where I could check her story, she was telling the truth.

Did you record the conversations?

Yes.

Do you still have the tapes?

I have my own copy, yes.

Can I hear them?

Of course not.

What is your connection with Patrick Schofield?

Just that we share a mutual interest in miscarriages of justice.

Goodnight.

(HONKING)

Piss off.

Look...

Bloody hell!

Get in.

Get in!

How did you know where to find me?

How was your meeting?

What meeting?

You want to be more careful.

How did you know I had a meeting?

There's an informal investigation into Marlow's murders.

This is in absolute confidence.

I know you got it right, and you have my support,

providing you are careful about what you do and who you see.

How did you know that I had a meeting with Whitehouse?

I was talking about your meeting with Haskons.

Just be careful, Jane.

I haven't told you this.

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello?

Hi, it's me. How are you? I'm at the hotel.

OK.

I wanted to give you a goodnight call.

Thanks.

"So were you asleep?"

Um, yeah, almost.

"Sorry. It's lonely in Leeds."

It's OK.

The lecture went very well today.

"Good."

Did you see Kernan?

Why?

"I wondered if you told him about the perfume."

Why did you want to know that?

No reason. I was just interested.

What's the matter? Are you OK?

I'm, er, just tired, that's all.

"I'm sorry. I'll let you sleep.

I'll be back at 6pm tomorrow. Want to meet up?"

I won't be here.

Where are you off to? I can't tell you.

"Why?"

I can't talk about it.

Will you be away all night?

I-I might be. I don't know.

"Will you call me when you do know?

Jane, are you there?"

Why did you lie to me?

Why did I do what?

You know what I'm talking about.

(PHONE RINGING)

(DOORBELL)

Hello! Aren't you at school?

Have you seen my mum?

Has she been late before? No.

Where does your dad work?

I don't know.

He works for Pluto Plastics in Dunstable. He doesn't live here.

Do you see your dad?

Yes.

Want us to contact him?

Yes.

Is his name Matthews, too? Yes.

What's his first name?

James.

We'll soon find her!

Her name is Lynn Matthews.

36.

Dressmaker. Works from home.

Separated from her husband.

One daughter, Kate, aged 12.

We don't know for sure she's been abducted,

but no-one could give us any reason why she would voluntarily disappear.

If this is our man, and he follows the pattern of the other murders...

..then we have three days to find her alive.

Can I help you?

I've come to see Doris Marlow.

They're out for the afternoon.

When will they be back?

They've gone to a show on the front. Who are you?

Jane. Friend of the family.

You should have waited at reception.

Yes, I know, I'm sorry.

There was no-one around, so I popped up. It's OK, I'll come back later.

Did you get anything?

Nothing from the house-to-house!

What, has nobody seen anything?!

We'll do the houses again tonight.

Why don't we put the daughter on TV?

Talk to her chaperon.

Let's get checkpoints organised in Denby Rd and Harrow St.

We should look at prisoners Marlow's known!

Maybe he's orchestrating these murders!

This isn't a priority.

Rather than waste time –

DO AS I BLOODY WELL SAY!!

Doris Marlow?

Yes.

Hello, Doris.

Who are you?

I'm Jane. I'm a friend of your son, George.

Oh, is it Moyra?

No, Jane.

Oh, yes, Jane. How nice! Come and give me a kiss.

Oh, cold cheeks!

How are you?

Are you looking after him?

George? Oh, yes (!)

I should get her on the coach.

He can't visit me any more.

Yes, I know.

Can I have a few words with her?

I've come up from London. I'm only here for the day.

I'll finish getting the others in first.

I'll be back in a minute.

I thought you were dead!

I've brought you a present.

Oh, how kind!

How nice.

Is George coming?

No.

No, I didn't think he was.

He isn't able to visit you.

I'm sure I know you.

D'you like this perfume?

I do know you.

It's gardenia. Shall I open it?

What's it doing here?

It's a present!

Now I remember...

D'you like it?

Have I had my tea?

No. D'you like it?

Yes, Frederick used to buy that for me.

Is Frederick your husband?

Mm.

Terribly naughty!

Who's Frederick? Every Friday on the pier. More often than not.

(Was Frederick your lover?)

Oh, yes! Did I... Did I have an ice cream?

No, I don't know.

So, was this your special perfume?

Sorry, I have to get her on the coach.

May I take her for tea?

She said she'd like it.

I'm not sure that'll be allowed.

I'd have to check with the manager. We don't know you.

I know who this young lady is.

She's George's girlfriend. A lovely girl.

You must have a lot of memories here.

Well, what do I know about that?

With Frederick.

Not Frank!

Was it romantic with Frederick?

Well, we had our way here a few times, I suppose.

A secret liaison?

When are you taking me back?

Did Frank know?

Frank? Bonehead!

Did George know?

Now, what's that to do with you?

George is a very dear friend of mine. He wanted me to bring you out.

I don't expect this place has changed.

Not here!

Why not here? Not here!

Did George follow you here once?

Never marry!

Did George follow you here one night?

Frank got him up!

His father sent him?

Take me home!

Yes, all right. How old was he then?

He was always asleep when I left. Take me home!

All right. All right, we're going.

Frank got him up.

A little boy!

Got him dressed, and sent him here.

I want to go home!

All right. All right, we're going.

Does he get his sweets?

Huh.

(DOORBELL)

Come in!

Thanks. Did you get my message?

Er, yes, I did.

So, what's the problem?

Good evening.

We're enquiring into the disappearance of Mrs Lynn Matthews sometime after 8.15am.

Hi!

Hi!

What are you doing here?

I hoped you'd want company.

If I want it, I'll call you.

So, why don't you tell me what all this was about the other night, hm?

I think you should go.

What is this, Jane?

How's your friend Mark?

Mark? Mark who?

Mark Whitehouse!

No idea. I've never met him.

Why not tell me what you're doing?

What am I doing?

I've never met Whitehouse.

I heard the message! "Hi, Patrick, this is Mark."

I'm writing a book.

"She's a lousy detective, but a good shag!"

The Shagging Detective!

That's not how I feel about you! How do you feel about me?

If you just shut up and listen!

I was asked to write a book some time ago about why miscarriages of justice occur.

Why am I in it if it's about errors of judgement?

You're not in it!

Why have you got a file on me?!

Research which I'm no longer using!

Well, who is?

Who's using the research?

No-one is using it!

Oh, come on! Whitehouse is!

Whitehouse has never seen it! Let me explain something.

We share the same publisher, and Whitehouse heard about my book.

Oh, Patrick!

He wants to write an article on it! That's why he left the message!

I've never spoken to him! I haven't even called him!

Do you understand?

How am I to know it's the truth?

Well, sometimes you have to trust people.

In my job that's an impossibility.

You'll never sort out your relationships until you separate them from your work.

"Don't take your job seriously because you want to get married"!

Don't insult my intelligence.

You'll never learn about yourself because you see everything anybody says as an attack!

There's some machismo driving you through everything!

You don't enjoy it, but you can't resist it!

Do not talk to me as if I'm one of your psychos!

I'm tired. I want you to go. I've gone off this cosy idea of each other's keys.

There's yours back, and I'd like mine.

OK.

And by the way...

That's the file you've been bothered about.

I thought I'd bring it round.

Today I proved, all over again, that Marlow killed six women.

Good. Then you should be celebrating.

I am.

You've got a visitor.

What are you doing here?

Can't be business if you're off the case.

It seems it's only you and me left who know for certain that you killed six women.

No, thank you. Filthy habit.

Did you come all the way up here to tell me that?

Someone is copying your murders. I need to know who.

How am I supposed to know?

Who did you tell, George?

How am I supposed to answer?

You killed women that you thought were prostitutes.

These are a 53-year-old widow, a schoolgirl.

Not women you meant to kill!

Will anyone convince you I'm innocent?

You're being copied, using evidence that could only come from you.

What evidence is that?

The killer souses his victims with perfume.

Gardenia perfume.

And?

So did you, George.

You must know a third woman has gone missing.

She's a loving, caring, faithful woman!

Tell me who it is. Stop him before she joins the list.

For God's sake, just accept that you made a mistake!

Give me the opportunity to go back to a court of law and prove it!

I went to see your mother yesterday.

What?

I went up to Blackpool to visit her.

You what?

She's an old lady.

She's a sick old lady!

What did you say to her?

You won't tell me the truth.

What did you tell her? Who's killing them?

Why see my mother?!

I took her to the seafront. How dare you visit her!

I took her to the pier.

You see, I know, George. You bitch!

Who's killing them? If you upset her...

If you have upset her...

Ask me what I know about Frederick.

What did you see when your dad sent you to the pier, George?

Was she lying down? Was he on top of her, legs in the air?

Or did he have her against the railings? Did she see you?

Did she pull her knickers up? Did she shout?

Was your dad pleased to see you when you got home?

Will you let me out of here!

Three sales reported, none in the London area, all negative.

Right.

Richard, anything there?

No.

We've got the van!

What size?

Yeah.

Yeah, OK. All right, thanks.

Shit!

It belongs to an art student in Falmouth.

She went to a party with her boyfriend. They stopped for a piss.

He wears a size 8 Reebok trainer.

That just leaves us with a size ten shoe,

a possible lift from the police club,

and a possible sighting of a police officer in Greystone Road.

How are we doing with that list?

Still checking the duty rosters.

Richard.

Um, you get your team back on to helping Colin.

You can return to that work when you've cleared everyone.

Is anyone checking out the list of cons that Marlow's been in contact with since he went inside?

(TV NEWS)

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello.

"Superintendent Tennison?"

Speaking.

"I've Commander Trayner for you."

Thank you.

"Jane?" Yes, sir.

"How long till you can get here?"

Come in.

Do sit down.

Can you confirm you visited Marlow in prison?

I discovered – Will you please answer the question?

Yes, I did.

Marlow complained you interrogated him for an investigation you're not on.

Under the circumstances...

Is that true?

Did you interrogate him for an investigation from which you've been removed?

This is not a discussion! Please, answer the questions directly.

Did you inform Marlow that perfume was used on Christine Bramwell and Margery Miller?

Yes, sir.

Are you aware that the officer in charge, Mitchell, asked for that not to be divulged?

No, that was my request – Just answer the question!

Yes, sir.

Marlow is free to pass that on to any journalist.

I don't think he'll –

Will you shut up and listen!

These are serious disciplinary matters.

And Marlow is taking his complaint to his Member of Parliament!

As for your interference, you were taken off because your judgement was clouded. You understand?

Yes, sir.

I have absolutely no choice but to suspend you.

Please give me your warrant card.

I shall vindicate myself at the earliest opportunity.

Your suspension starts as from now.

(PHONE RINGS)

Hello?

It's Richard. I'm sorry to call you this early.

Mm. What's it about?

Can I see you?

"Not really, no."

It's important!

Where are you?

Opposite. The phone booth opposite.

Oh, shit.

All right, I'll put the coffee on.

Oh, bloody hell!

(DOORBELL)

You don't look any better than I do.

Yeah, well, I've been working all night.

Right, what do you want?

I've done that list of cons Marlow's been in company with.

One topped himself. Two's a grass, now abroad. Three, Andrew Maclean –

That was child offences.

Number four's offences were homosexual, in the '60s, and he's 71. Five is our possible.

Raymond Harding. I recall that name.

He spent a year in the Scrubs on B wing with Marlow.

His mother died a year ago.

He lives alone in Cricklewood.

Have you told Mitchell?

Yeah. He told me not to investigate it.

Well, so you haven't seen this man?

No.

Well, you must.

I feel out on a limb on this.

This investigation's a mess! No-one's got a focus on anything.

We're trying to cover too much, without enough officers or time!

It's the third day of this woman's disappearance.

You don't expect me to go with you?

Mr Raymond Harding?

Yes.

Det Insp Haskons. I'd like to ask you a few questions.

Yeah.

I'll get him!

I was only holding 'em for a pal!

Holding what? Shit!

Every one of you who worked on that list did a fantastic job.

None of us like to do it, but you've done it superbly.

Now, we have five suspects.

One is a superintendent, two are sergeants, and two constables, one of whom is at this station.

I don't need to remind you of the sensitivity required.

These officers are, if not your friends, your colleagues, and are most probably innocent.

However, I want a thorough search in every case.

Moyra...

Patrick!

Patrick! I need to talk!

What about?

Can you get in the car! What do you want to talk about?

What the hell are you doing?

Oh, I'm sorry! You can't stop in the bloody street!

I've got your number, arsehole! Oh, shut up!

You're a witness!

I didn't see anything!

Where does Whitehouse live?

Oh, for – Please, can you find out?

No. Don't you share the same publisher?

They don't give out numbers.

If he can get your number, can't you get his?

Yes, but I'm not interested in him.

I'd like to get these things inside.

I need your help!

Would Marlow have used the same perfume on Moyra?

Like on his victims?

Yes. In her statement, she said he once tied her up and humiliated her.

It's possible.

If Moyra knew about the perfume, who could she have told?

Got a phone in there?

(DOOR OPENING)

Morning.

Morning.

Are you getting rid of her today?

It is the third day, isn't it?

It's only me who knows.

What am I gonna do?

I can't do it.

What can't you do?

I can't go on with it.

Where is she now? Somewhere.

Is she still alive?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Why can't you do it?

I don't...have any strength.

Yes, you do.

You do!

You've got to dispose of her now you've got this far.

You have to, now.

I can't go down there.

Where?

Where she is.

What else can you do?

I don't know.

I can't think about it.

You've got to think about it.

Is she in the house?

Yeah.

Well, you can't just leave her there.

I'll walk away.

You don't have to go on with this any more.

But you've got to take care of this one. Then you can stop.

What time do you clock off?

I'm going home now.

Then do it now.

Go home and do it now.

It's just another job that has to be done.

Then it's over.

OK.

I'll do it now.

Are you sure you want me to come in?

Yes.

Be very careful in there, or you'll find you're out of a job.

I'm out of a job anyway. I'm resigning.

I won't be long, love. Yes, all right.

Come on through.

What can I do for you?

It has nothing to do with me. Jane wanted to ask you some questions.

Did Moyra ever confide in you that Marlow sprayed his victims with perfume?

No! She maintained he was innocent. I'd not have written the book otherwise.

You knew about the perfume that Marlow sprayed his victims with?

I know about the gardenia on the last two.

Are you saying Marlow used it?

Yes. And we know why. Did Moyra tell you about it?

A new way to rubbish my arguments –

I don't give a toss about that crap!

I want you both out!

Moyra must have told somebody about the perfume! Please!

You've got me under suspicion!

If not you, who the hell did she tell?

Why don't you listen?!

It's the third day Lynn Matthews has been missing. Time is running out.

So who else did she confide in before she died?

See, she won't do that, cos she don't listen.

She never do listen!

No. I saw Darren last night!

He's a waste of space!

I know, but he's not a prat.

Three ciders, wallop, wallop!

Where was Steve? Oh, he was there.

Oh, yeah, what'd he say?

Oh, he's had his hair cut! No!

Honestly, you've got to see it! It's unbelievable!

5p change.

Richard...

Let's do that list of Marlow's prison contacts.

(PHONE RINGING)

Guv, it's Det Supt Tennison.

We've got him!

Colin, Richard, Andy, let's go!

Where is she?!

What's this for?

Outside, and down the steps.

(SOBBING)

It's all right.

We're police.

We've got an ambulance coming.

There you go, love. You're all right.

Why did you start killing, Len?

Hm?

Did Marlow persuade you?

No!

Did he know it was you?

Yes.

Couldn't believe his luck.

Did things go wrong three years ago, when your wife left?

I don't know.

I started... to see things different.

What things?

Everything.

You mean, like some of the men you were guarding? Like Marlow?

Maybe.

Is that why you used perfume?

Did Moyra tell you about it?

Yeah. What did she tell you?

She told me George used to...

..s-spray it...

..on...their bodies...

Whose bodies?

The women he killed.

Why did Moyra tell you that?

She was lonely.

When... When she used to visit George...

..the journey was very long and tiring for her.

She was very ill.

So I used to put her up.

We became friends.

She told me then.

And then Moyra died.

Yes.

And then did you start thinking about what George did to the women?

Yes.

I wanted...

..to know...

..what it felt like.

What did it feel like?

Hell.

I felt...

..like I'd fallen into hell.

So you did it again? Yes.

And again? Yes.

And are you still in hell?

Yes.

Your removal from the investigation by Chief Supt Kernan...

..was correct in the circumstances known then.

Your behaviour subsequent to that action was, however,

a serious breach of procedure and discipline...

..and, Det Supt, you should have known better.

The decision to suspend you was, again, correct procedure, as you were, and are, aware.

But again, your behaviour, subsequent to your suspension

was a serious breach of procedure and discipline.

Your standard of behaviour is not that expected of a senior police officer.

However,

due to your actions resulting in the rescue of Mrs Lynda Matthews,

the Board have considered your punishment will be no more than a reprimand.

Is there anything you wish to say?

No, sir.

And?

A perfectly phrased bollocking.

What about your resignation?

Oh, I forgot to mention that.

(LAUGHING) What? I knew you weren't gonna resign!

Did you, smartarse?

Course. And I didn't want you to.

You do! You keep saying I must make space.

I didn't mean that kind of space.

You're not perfect! Know-it-all! You analyse everything!

Then we're a perfect pair!

How did you know I wouldn't resign?

Because I'm very clever.

Besides, we need the money.

I watched them deciding my future.

I thought, "I should make the decisions. I've fought the battles."

Working with people like Trayner and Thorndike... I'll just have to do it

It's good.

Our AMIP anniversary is tonight. Will you come?

No, I'm busy.

Terrific lady!

You might just be in line for a very good apology.

Have a good night. Cheers.

Was he talking about a promotion?

He's drunk and feeling guilty.

You know, I never told you, but I got a visit from Thorndike.

When?

After you were taken off the case.

Why did he want to see you?

He wanted me to keep an eye on you.

Inform on me?

He said he was concerned about your welfare and your workload.

He wanted to know if you thought you'd made a mistake about Marlow, and what you'd do.

The slimy little shit! Excuse me.

Evening, gentlemen! Having a nice time?

David, d'you fancy a dance?

I'd be delighted!

Did you hear the results of my tribunal?

Yes. Congratulations.

Reassuring to know you have the support and confidence of one's colleagues (!)

What makes you an arsehole is that you think you can use my private life to discredit me.

I've taken a lot of crap, but you've surpassed it all.

Didn't work! I'm still here. I've spoilt it for you.

You can't get rid of me!

Jane, no-one has ever had any intention of getting rid of you.

Nice to see such a fulsome embrace into the fold, David.

No hard feelings!

Certainly not on my part, anyway.

(LAUGHTER)

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