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[Cell door slams]

LEN:
George.

An officer at your station is
time and again being overlooked.

Are you referring
to W.P.C. Parnham?

Yes.

She came through
her CID training

with exceptionally good reports,

so why has she been back in
uniform for the past 14 months?

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

A consensus of opinion.
I'm sorry.

If you're trying to find
a sexual bias there,

you'll have to do better
than that.

I have several reports
of incidents

in which Sally Parnham was --

She can't take a joke.

She won't put up
with bad attitudes.

And if you can't take a joke,
you shouldn't work in teams.

Could you stick this in the box
for me?

LEN:
Sure.

See you tomorrow.

LEN:
Night, George.

[ Door closes ]

Gemma, hello.
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
as soon as possible?

All right.
Thank you. Bye.

Well, she left two hours ago.

[ Clacking,
train whistle blows]

He's late.

He's not coming.

He better.

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

He won't come.
He's scared.

He'll turn up.

He knows what'll happen
if he don't, doesn't he?

Yeah, and he knows what'll
happen if he does, doesn't he?

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.
Thank you.

Yes, thank you.

That's everyone.

[ Dance music plays]

I'm sorry
I'm sorry

I'm sorry.

So, how was it?
Was it good?

Uh, yeah, yeah.
It was -- Oh, it was great.

Oh, it was the best show
you'll ever miss in your life.

Oh, right.

Well, don't worry.
I'll pay for the tickets.

No, no.
It's okay.

No. I insist.
No.

I just got here myself,
actually.

I missed it.

You're joking.

What?
Did you get held up with work?

Yeah. Meeting.

[ Horn blows]

34 quid?

Honest, that's all I could get.

60 quid, Webster.

I know. I'll get the rest later,
honest.

[Grunts]

Shopping? Cinema?

No.
There's no question of that.

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

Could she have forgotten to tell
you she was going somewhere?

No, not on a school night.

With homework to do.

Right.

Yeah.
Justice, of course.

Of course I believe in justice,
but retribution, as well.

It's very important.

You see, I had this case
a couple of years ago.

There was this killer walked
free, suspended sentence.

I mean,
the guy definitely did it.

Jesus,
I get angry about it still.

[Telephone ringing ]

Well, how do you think the
families of the victim feel?

I mean, they need retribution.

It helps them sleep at night.

After all, 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.

Detective Superintendent
Jane Tennison.

Yeah, D.C.l. Tom Mitchell.

All right. What have
we got here, then, Tom?

Well, she's been dead no more
than a few hours.

Violently assaulted,
hands bound,

brought to the site
in a Camden Borough refuse sack,

probably tossed from
the embankment about here.

What?
Not thrown from a train?

No. I'd say that was impossible,
the way the bag landed.

Do you think the kids moved her?

Not that we're aware of.

- Any idea who she is?
- Not yet.

There're quite a few boot
and shoe prints along here,

so we should be able to lift
something.

Okay.

Well, when are we gonna see
the body?

Any time after 9:00.

Bill.

What is it?

A scent of perfume in her hair.

Patrick?

Oh, shit.

[Telephone rings]

Hello.

TENNISON:
Richard?

Richard, can you meet me
at Dartmouth Park morgue

at 9:00 this morning?

Yeah. Yeah.

[ Dial tone]

[Sighs]

I reckon she was probably dumped
on the embankment

around 3:00 in the morning.

Friday morning?

Friday, yes.
She'd been there 18, 19 hours.

And was she dead
before she was put in the bag?

BREAM:
Probably died around midnight.

One can't be sure.

MITCHELL:
How old do you think she is?

BREAM:
50, 55.

These wounds to the torso

were caused by a long,
thin, bladed instrument,

the order of 1/8 of an inch
wide, 6 inches long.

Clean entry wounds.

These marks here to both wrists

would indicate she'd been
tied up for some period of time.

Now, these weals
to the upper arms --

Iron clamps.

Well, yes.
That's possible.

Very good.

Strung up and clamped.

BREAM: Strung up,
I wouldn't like to say.

Any evidence of her killer?

BREAM:
No semen.

No trace of anything
that might prove useful.

Might be something on the bag.

The hands are spotless.

Nothing under the fingernails.

Have they been scrubbed?

Strung up is possible, yes.

It's only the clamping
of the arms.

Yeah. I want the photos
as soon as possible.

Don't tell anyone about this.

No.

But, I mean,
it is only the clamping

that makes us think
it's a connection.

Maybe a little hobgoblin
lets him out at night.

HASKONS:
You did put away the right man.

There's no question of that.

TENNISON:
Marlow, Marlow, Marlow.

Where is it?

Aha!

Mike,
I want to stay on this case.

Really?

I thought you liked
doing budgets.

Oh, very funny.

Look
I want Haskons on it with me.

Okay.

You'll have Mitchell
shadowing you.

Why?

KERNAN: We've got him in mind
to join AMIP as a D.C.l.

You're all right.
He's a nice lad.

Fancy him, do you?

Get out.

TENNISON:
See if I can arrange a date.

[ Indistinct conversations]

Good morning.

Detective Superintendent
Tennison.

I'm sure you all know that I'll
be working with you from now on.

Tom, we got an identification
yet?

Margery Miller.

She local?

Yeah.

Kentish Town.
Osborne Road.

Well, what do we know about her?

Excuse me.

She was a widow,
lived on her own,

worked for Scotsmill
Clothing Company,

assistant managing a company
shop in the West End.

She used to go up to the club
on Tuesday evenings.

Club?
What club?

Our club.
Our area social.

Why?

Well, her husband
was duty officer here

until he died six years ago.

- What? At this station?
- Yeah.

She left the club
about 10:30 p.m.,

went outside
to catch her bus home.

Colin, take that to the boss,
will you?

Cheers.

Same routine every week.

We know she didn't make it
that night.

And she left the club
on her own?

Yeah.

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

Any relationships?
Any lovers?

No.
Definitely not the type.

She was very devoted
to her husband.

Some of the older guys here
knew her quite well.

They'll tell you
she never looked at another man.

Anything else you want to know?

No, thank you,

but I want everyone in that club
quesfioned.

It's being done.

HASKONS: She's here
at Margery Miller's house.

The photos have arrived.

Yeah, looking at them now.

Oh, shit!

It's got to be
a copycat killing.

Someone wrote a book
claiming Marlow was innocent.

I'm sure photos of his victims
were in it.

What was it called?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I know the one you mean.

Why? Have you got it?

Yeah.
It's complete rubbish.

I mean, 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.

MAN: It's okay!
She's here!

[ Laughter]

She'll be all right with George.

Hey, leave off.
He's an innocent man.

Still a nonce.

-[ Thud ]
- The governor will tell you.

Hey.
Come on, George.

MAN:
Why ask the governor?

You had your hand
down his trousers?

Come on, now, lads.
Lay off him.

[ News theme music plays]

[ Laughter]

WOMAN: Where's my Drano?
Where's my bloody Drano?

[ Cheers and applause ]

You know, everything I saw
in the mortuary this morning

is detailed in this bloody book.

Everything.

What do you make of that?

Well, it's interesting.

I mean, what kind of a person
would be doing that?

What? You mean copy a killing
in its every detail?

Yeah.

- And out of a book?
- Yes.

[Laughs]

No one.

I mean, you might be influenced
by what you read in a book

or you might get some ideas

about what to do
with your victim from a book,

but you wouldn't follow it
line by line

like you were using a recipe.

Well, what do you think's
going on, then?

I don't know.
I have no idea.

Well, come on.
Give me a theory.

Patrick.

What?!

Well, I thought you were
supposed to know about all this.

I need a lot more information
than you're giving me.

All right. All right.
Look. Look.

Excuse me.
I was watching that.

Well, can't we talk about this?

No, we can't talk about it.

I just want to sit here
and relax.

I don't want to talk about work.

You should try listening to what
I have to listen to all day.

I mean, seriously.

Yeah. Sorry.

They don't use guns.
They insert bullets manually.

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

Please. Come on.

Let me just get this thought
out, all right?

I mean, supposing
that whoever's doing this

wants to prove
this guy Whitehouse's case.

He wants us to believe
that Marlow is innocent.

Isn't that more likely
than just a coincidence?

It's possible.

Well, how possible?

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

Well, what am I left with, then?

A problem.

[Telephone ringing ]

Della Mornay, yeah.
And stabbed behind the back.

She looks a bit rough,
don't she?

"She looks a bit bloody rough."
She's dead.

Right!
What have we got?

The pathologist's report.

Good.
Anything on the footprints?

They've lifted 11 separate
shoe and boot prints.

So far, we've eliminated five.

Place is mostly used by kids
drinking and doing drugs,

so we're doing all
the local schools, youth clubs,

community centers, and hostels.

Incidentally,
none of those places

have use of an Escort van.

Right.

Escort van?

Yeah. A man was seen getting
into a Ford Escort van

around 2:00 a.m. on Friday
morning and then driving off.

It was parked at the dead-end
road leading to the embankment.

And 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.

Spent the evening
drinking with his friends.

Says he wasn't drunk enough
to get his facts wrong,

and there's no reason to believe
he'd been mistaken

in what he's told us.

And what's his description
of the man?

Medium height, 5'8"", 5'11"",

and a stocky build
and Mediterranean appearance.

He was wearing white trainers,
dark trousers or jeans,

and a dark top.

Now, one of the footprints
on the embankment

is a Reebok size 8...
jogging shoe.

He could be Greek.

WW do you say that?

Mediterranean, ma'am.

He might have keys to a lockup?

I don't know about that, ma'am.

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

All right.

Who else has read the book
in D.C. Dyson's hand?

We found it on the table, ma'am.

Yeah.

Well, all of you who found it
on the table

will be struck by the similarity
between our murder

and the murders committed
by George Marlow

in a lockup owned by
the proprietor of a Greek cafe.

Now, I can't stop you reading
that book,

but I will tell you
that it's trash.

I put Marlow away,
so I should know.

There is no place on this team

for anyone who clouds
this investigation

by questioning Marlow's guilt.

Is that clear?

Oh, and I don't want any details
of this killer's methods

known outside this room.

I can assure you

that my officers are a bloody
sight more professional

than to allow a book
to influence them.

Hmm.

Let's not go in today.

Let's stay in bed.

Let's go for a walk
on Parliament Hill.

[Sighs]

DR. SCHOFIELDI
I Wish.

[Grunts]

No, no.

No, I mean it.
I mean it.

Okay.

Oh, God.
You know I can't.

DR. SCHOFIELD:
[ Sighs ]

This is the first time
in my life I've had the feeling

that I don't want to get up
and go to work.

I don't want to screw up
another relationship.

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

Tell me it's not gonna happen.

It's not gonna happen.

[ Doorbell rings]

Bill.

Mutilated, bagged up,
and dumped.

You've got another one.

Who found her?

DOUGLAS:
Jogger or his dog.

How long do you think
she's been here for?

No more than four or five hours.

Bill, it's the same perfume as
the other one, only stronger.

What is it?

WOMAN:
I'm not sure.

It's quite sweet and heavy.

It's definitely in her hair.

Christine Bramwell, aged 16.

Same mutilations,
same marks on the wrists,

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

Now, Christine disappeared
about 18 hours

after Margery was found
on the embankment.

The time of death indicates

that she was held for two days
and then killed on the third.

That means that we're looking
for a killer

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

Now, unfortunately, there were
no footprints found on the site,

and we're not gonna get anything
off the body either

because both the hands
have been scrubbed.

He's very thorough.

Or experienced.

And there was a strong scent
of perfume about Christine,

and a similar scent
was found on Margery.

No scent of any kind was found
on Marlow's victims.

Forensic have not yet identified
the brand.

Now, Christine went missing
about 5:00.

How?

I mean, she was a bright girl.

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

We know the route she took home,

so I want everyone on that route
quesfioned,

and that means everyone.

I mean,
including the neighbor's cat.

Someone must have seen
something.

Have we got anything
from the van yet?

All hire vehicles
and London owners

have been checked and negative.

And what about the club?

Every officer and guest present
has been interviewed.

Margery definitely left alone.

And no one saw her
after she left?

No.

What about following up
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

that the nephew of the owner
of the lockup --

the Greek guy, Andreas --

had a conviction
for an attack on a woman

in Manchester in 1988.

The first four Marlow murders
occurred in the north

between '84 and '87.

We know all this.

Well, Andreas was in prison
in '88 when the murders stopped,

then moved down to London to
work in his uncle's café in '89.

The fifth and sixth
Marlow murders

occurred in his uncle's lockup
in 1991.

And Andreas left the country a
month after Marlow was arrested.

He returned here
2 1/2 months ago.

How do you know this?

We've checked it out.

Do you want me to check out
his shoe size?

No,l don't.

I want to find out
who murdered these two women.

Try this.

TENNISON: Yeah.
Well, it's something like that.

Right.

Now try this one.

Yeah, that's it.

Yes, definitely.

That's what I smelled, too.

It's gardenia.

Now, the first one I gave you
was a mix,

gardenia just being one
of its perfumes,

but this is
a single-note gardenia.

And this is what you smelled
on Margery's body?

Pretty certain.

Good.

No.

Are you sure?

Yes.

Dr. Bramwell?

She never wore perfume.

[ Spraying ]

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

No.

Please, would you just smell it
and tell me?

She didn't wear perfume.

She's just a schoolgirl.

TENNISON: Just tell me
if you recognize it.

No.

Thank you.

Margery only ever wore
one kind of perfume --

a Beauty Without Cruelty scent,
Aurelia,

with no trace of gardenia in it
at all.

Good.
At least we've got something.

Can I have a word?

I'm not happy with the way
this investigation is going.

Neither are the rest of my team.

Well, I hope you're gonna put
them straight.

When they've been barred from
working on what they believe

and I believe is an important
line of investigation,

things like attitude,
teamwork --

All right, all right.
Now, what are you trying to say?

Why haven't we checked
Andreas out?

But you checked him out already.

Well, we haven't had him in
for questioning.

We haven't got a warrant
to search his property!

We've wasted critical hours

on a murder
that I have already solved.

How much more time
do you intend to waste?

Now, you just sort your lads out
and get on with the job in hand,

which is finding
a copycat killer.

[Sighs]

Don't say anything.

I was told you wanted me.

Get in the car.

Where to?

The lockup, the café, Andreas.

If it's gonna be checked out,
I'm gonna do it.

Did you take a look
at the Whitehouse book?

Well, I have to see what
everyone's talking about.

Why? Do you want it back?
ls there a waiting list?

No. I jut wondered
if you had any idea

why Marlow's girlfriend
had changed her story?

She was dying.

Why would that make her say
she lied to the court

and you forced a statement
out of her?

Look
Marlow is all she's got left.

She just wanted to make things
right for him.

This is it.

Yeah.

[String music plays]

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've already bollocked Mitchell
for wasting his time on this.

I'm not gonna make
the same mistake.

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

Do what you like.

As I'm here.

Yeah.

TAKIS:
[ Speaks Greek]

WOMAN:
All right, all right, all right!

There is your...

[Bell dings]

Yes, sir.
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!

ANDREAS:
Yeah. What do you want?

Same questions.
Different face.

When were you last questioned?

TAKIS: Yesterday!
Only yesterday!

I have customers here!

Don't you know
what your friends are doing?!

Mr. Hulenkinis, I worked on
the Marlow case four years ago.

Yeah, well,
why are you talking to me?

It's my uncle's lockup.
It's nothing to do with me.

You were working in it
at the time.

So?

Why did you go back to Cyprus
in '91?

Well, it is my home.

Why did you come back here?

For money.

HASKONS:
Where are you living?

In my uncle's house.

Can you remember where you were

at 2:00 a.m.
last Friday morning?

Asleep.
Where else?

Where?

- In bed.
- At home?

No, man, in the garden.

And 2:00 a.m. Monday morning?

Look, I come here
at 6:30 every morning.

I leave at 7:30 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 license.

Reeboks?

Yeah.

What size shoe do you take?

Nine.

Are those nines?

Hello.

DR. SCHOFIELD:
Hi.

Help yourself to a drink.

I'll be out in a minute.

Do you want one?

DR. SCHOFIELD:
Yes. Yes, please.

When do you want to eat?

Sometime soon.

Do you want to pick
something out?

I haven't had time.

I'm afraid I got really tied up
with work.

Reading Whitehouse's book?

No. I just dug that out
this afternoon.

Well, when did you buy it?

I don't know.
Soon after it came out, I think.

Before we met?

Yes.

Well, why didn't you tell me

that you'd read it
the other night?

Why would I tell you about it?
It was ages ago.

We were talking about it.

Well, that's why I got it out,

because we were talking
about it.

I didn't even know you
when I bought it.

But you're reading it now.

Are you researching me?

DR. SCHOFIELD:
Am I researching you?

What are you talking about?

Before we met, you read a book,

and in it, I am caricatured
as a cold person,

obsessed by her career
and turned on by murder.

Now, that's a description
that would turn any man off,

except a therapist.

Is that why
you're interested in me?

No.

I'm interested in you
because you're paranoid.

Now get some food ordered,
please.

I'd like to watch a movie.

You know, I have no doubt
that we put away the right man!

I'm sure you did.

Morning.
ls the chief in?

Yes. He's just called in to say
he wants to see you.

Good.

Morning.

What's going on?

Last night I had a senior member
of your team in here complaining

that you are not conducting
this investigation --

I hope you showed Mitchell
the door.

No, I didn't.

Look, I'm investigating
two murders,

and he insists
on investigating eight.

How can you expect the two of us
to work together

under that premise?

I agree. It's a very
unsatisfactory situation, Jane,

and one which results
in this sort of thing,

which we can all do without.

God, one of those bastards
is leaking information.

I specifically asked
for no details to be published.

I'm taking you off the case.

What?

I'm getting a lot of pressure.

Who from?

It's coming from the top.

You say you're doffing your cap
to the most outrageous and --

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.

He'll be acting super.

Now, Mitchell is absolutely
the wrong person.

You must know that.

Look, he's leading those lads
down a false trail.

If you don't bring me back
on the case,

there'll be no one left
to bring them back on line.

I went back to the lockup
yesterday.

Yes, Haskons told me.

Haskons?
Are you trying to humiliate me?

- Come on.
- You should be defending me.

[Clears throat]

I want you to look at
these Child Protection budgets

and give me a report on them
by Friday.

I'll sharpen my pencils.

[ Tires screech ]

- Right. Jason.
- Yeah?

Bring Andreas Hulenkinis in

and put him straight
in the interview room.

[Laughs]

Colin -- shoe prints?

We've now eliminated
all but two --

a size 8 Reebok trainer

and a size 10 man's shoe
with a flat heel.

- Are we sure it's an 8?
- No doubt about it.

Hulenkinis is a 9.

Check it out, and check out
what's his name, the uncle, too.

In fact, bring him in, as well.

- The van, Andy?
- No joy at all.

Nobody in the vicinity owns
or has hired a white van

or has noticed a white van
in the area

in the last couple of months.

Maybe it was stolen.

Well,
there's no other explanation

why it would be there
that night.

None at all.

Any connection
between Hulenkinis and the van?

- Not yet.
- Right.

- Catherine -- perfume?
- Yeah.

Pearson's sell 5,000 bottles of
this gardenia stuff every year,

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

Good.

Although, they still do have
415 outlets for their products

throughout the country.

Now, 243 of them
currently stock gardenia.

- Right.
- This is the printout.

It's mostly small chemists,
beads and bangles sort of shops.

We've got in contact
with all of them,

and they're gonna keep a record
of any purchases.

I think we could be lucky.

Good.
Well done.

Richard.

Christine's abduction.

She set off from her friend
Gemma's house at 5:00.

Excuse me.

Walking along Greystone Road
here.

She would then have turned left
down Church Street,

then right down Vincent Road,

taking her to her home
in Poplar Avenue here.

Now, we've two
possible sightings of her

walking along Greystone Road

but nothing after that.

So, we've been trying to
identify vehicles

seen in the vicinity

at around the time
she set off home.

At 5:00 p.m.,
a 60-year-old woman

was pulling
out of a parking space,

causing what she says

was a uniformed policeman
in an unmarked car

to suddenly stop.

She thinks there was someone
in the back seat,

but she can't give
any description.

We haven't been able to identify
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 that stranger
was using his uniform

to entice her in
on some pretense.

Or we could be talking

about a man impersonating
a police officer.

Well, yeah.

It's unlikely that Margery
would have got into a car

if she didn't know the driver.

Yeah, well,
this is obviously a lead

we're gonna have to follow
to its conclusion,

so I want to extend
the investigation

to all officers
entitled to use the club.

That's the whole
of the Metropolitan police.

You'll be looking for the owners
of silver saloons and hatohbaoks

and their duty rosters.

That should narrow
the field down.

Do we get a warrant
to search Hulenkinis' house?

MITCHELL:
Yeah.

Andy, Jason, we'll get that now.

With a serial killer undetected,

a police officer removed
from the investigation,

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

you won't be surprised to hear

that the commissioner has had
the Home Secretary on the phone

wanting to know what the hell
is going on.

I was --

So, in order
to prepare ourselves

in the event of an appeal,

I am asking you, David,

to look at the allegations
into the Marlow conviction

on an informal basis

and to report to me
as soon as possible.

Yes, of course, sir.

You will be given access
to everything you require,

and confidentiality
will be assured.

I want a full and frank report.

THORNDIKE:
Yes, sir.

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

I was Tennison's super
on that case,

and I will tell you
that we put away the right man.

I'm looking
for an independent view, Mike.

If it's the Home Secretary
you want off your back,

then David should be finding out

who is leaking information
to Whitehouse.

That's the problem.

That matter has already been
taken up by the super at Camden.

THORNDIKE: ls Superintendent
Tennison to be informed

of what I'll be doing?

TRAYNER:
No.

At this stage, I want everything
off the record.

And if I was to find evidence

that points to a miscarriage
of justice?

Well, then the commissioner

will undoubtedly inform
the Home Office.

Yeah, good.

And if there's been
no miscarriage of justice

but there...

there has been unprofessional
behavior in Tennison?

Then I will certainly
want to know about it.

[Soft music plays]

Cheers.

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

Well, if it's bad news,
I don't want to hear it.

Okay.

Well, what is it?

Well, when you went to sleep
on the sofa last night --

Oh, God.
I'm sorry about that.

No.

I picked up your papers
on Marlow.

My file?

I know, I know.

I apologize, but just bear
with me for a minute.

I think I may have found
something very interesting.

Now, in the pathologist's report

on Marlow's last victim,
Karen...

Karen Howard.

"Perfume was noted to be
about her body."

I made a copy of the page.

Unfortunately,
it doesn't mention

what kind of perfume it was.

Well, how is that
supposed to help me?

I know, I know.

Now, this is a copy

of the inventory of everything
that was found in the lockup.

There.

TENNISON:
One bottle, empty,

Pearson's Scents of Old England.

Gardenia.

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

For the simple reason

that it was found
in Della Mornay's handbag,

and you'd have presumed
it was her perfume.

I then 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."

Now, she was a prostitute,

so that's not
altogether surprising,

but once you start piecing it
all together...

I'm sure there was no mention
of perfume in Whitehouse's book.

DR. SCHOFIELD:
No, there wasn't. I checked.

So these can't be
copycat killings.

Well, I always thought
that was extremely unlikely.

Whoever's doing it
must have inside information.

And who has access
to that information

other than you and me?

Well, anyone who's got access
to the file,

which means any officer.

Of course, they could be getting
the information

from Marlow himself
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 on his behalf?

Even if he is,

you still haven't proved
the perfume connection as yet.

The more obvious conclusion is,

which is why I said
it might be bad news,

is that you did get it wrong

and that eight murders
have been committed

that have absolutely nothing
to do with George Marlow.

No.
I'm not gonna believe that.

I know you don't
want to believe it, but you --

I've got the right man.

And now it seems I've got
to prove it all over again.

So, you tell me,

why would Marlow have used
the same perfume on his victims

time and time again?

Jane, I've just told you
what I think,

but you're not listening to me.

Come on, Patrick.

You're the expert in all this.

Tell me, what am I looking for?

I don't know.

Some traumatic event,
something from childhood.

Such as?

I don't know.
Something unpleasant.

I mean, it could be child abuse.

For Christ's sake, Patrick,

why are you being so difficult
about this?

No. I am not being difficult.

I just don't want to see you
wasting your time.

Well, let me worry about that,
all right?

So, just tell me.

All right.

It'll either be something
that he witnessed

or something
that was done to him,

and whatever it was,
it'll be sexual in origin.

Thank you.

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

So, it would appear

that the police have made
a major mistake.

WHITEHOUSE: What it appears
we are uncovering, Michael,

is yet another miscarriage
of justice,

and I heard this evening

that the officer
in charge of the investigation

and who was also in charge
of the Marlow investigation

has now been taken off the case,

which is an indication

that the police themselves
are now coming to terms

with the fact that they've
put away the wrong man.

MAN: Have you actually met
George Marlow, Mr. Vvhitehouse?

Yes, / have.
Many times.

In prison, presumably?

WHITEHOUSE: Yes,
and he's never given up hope

that the truth will one day come
out

and that he'll be released,

and he will be.

Once the Home Secretary
allows his appeal,

the convictions
will be quashed.

I have no doubt about that.

Yes. I'll make sure
she gets the message.

Okay, thank you.
Goodbye.

Are these the budgets?

Yes.

What time's the chief's
first meeting?

10:30.

Gov,
D.C.l. Mitchell's just rung.

He wants the Marlow file
urgently.

Apparently you've got it.

Shit.

Well, it's at home.

Oh, no, it's not.

They need it this morning.

[Telephone rings]

[ Click, beep]

DR. SCHOFIELD: Hi.
This is Dr. Patrick Schofield.

I'm afraid I'm not in right now,

but if you'd like to leave
your name and number,

I'll get back to you
as soon as I can.

[Beep]

WHITEHOUSE: Hi, Patrick.
This is Mark Whitehouse here.

Look, can you meet me
in the lounge bar

of the Camden Lock Hotel
this evening, Wednesday?

I'll be there from 7:00.

Thanks.

[Beep]

[ Click, tape rewinding]

[Beep]

Hi, Patrick.
This is Mark Whitehouse here.

Look, can you meet me
in the lounge bar

of the Camden Lock Hotel
this evening, Wednesday?

I'll be there from 7:00.

Thanks.

[Click]

Have you interviewed
this Andreas chap yet?

Yeah. We've had him in
and Takis, his uncle.

Their only alibi is each other.

Also,
Andreas wears a size 9 shoe.

Hmm.

There's no evidence yet to link
either or both of them,

but...give us time.

Can you find anything

to link either of them
with Marlow's murders?

I can't comment on that yet,

but I've listened to
Whitehouse's taped conversations

with Marlow's former girlfriend,
Moyra Henson.

I wouldn't like to give
an opinion on her honesty,

but what I can say
is that the more I open up

Tennison's investigation
of Marlow,

the more suspect
it appears to be.

I think 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 certainly be
investigated.

We should be asking ourselves

why these murders
have now started again.

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

Has he been assaulting
but not murdering women

during that period?

Were there other victims but
the bodies have not been found?

If your investigation continues
to ignore these possibilities,

you could be making
a very grave error.

So you think we should open up
the investigation.

Yes, I do.

Tom?

It's always been my instinct
to open it up, yeah.

[ Knock on door]

KERNAN:
Jane.

I'll be with you in a minute.

Right.

[ Door closes ]

Have we found out

who's been leaking information
to Whitehouse?

I'm taking these home.

Did you manage to get the file?

It's on my desk.

Okay, listen up!

Chief Superintendent Kernan
and I

have decided to open
this investigation up

to include the possibility

of Margery and Christine being
victims number seven and eight,

the first six previously
attributed to George Marlow.

This does not mean

that Marlow is necessarily
innocent of those six murders.

We have to look at everything.

So, I shall be putting a team on
to finding where our killer

might have been
between '91 and now.

I want all serious
non-domestic assaults on women

in the London area
since '91 checked,

all serious sex offenders who
have done time in that period

and have since
been released checked.

HASKONS: That's a hell of
a lot of work for a long shot.

It's a hell of a lot of work,
and I want you to head it.

We've already got enough to do,
checking out the Met.

Are you gonna give me
some more --

There will be
no extra resources,

so I shall split your team
in two.

Okay?
Let's get on with it.

[Dialing]

[Ringing]

Richard?

Richard.

Thanks for coming.

I've got to pick the kids up
in half an hour.

Yeah, I know.
I'm sorry.

Look, I need something from you.

Can I trust you?

Of course you can.

Well, you told Kernan about us
going to that lockup together.

Yeah.

Yeah, I did.
I remember.

So, can I trust you?

Yeah.

Give me a cigarette, would you?

Look, I need to know
what's going on with this case.

Will you tell me?

Yeah. Yeah.

Mitchell's brought in Andreas
and his uncle for questioning,

but there have been no charges,

and he's opened up
the investigation

to include Marlow's murders.

Oh.

Look, I need to know who Marlow
associated with in prison

and what happened to those men
since they've been released.

Can you get that information
for me?

Yeah. Yeah, I can do that.

Anything else?

No. No, that's all.

I'd better go.

TENNISON:
Okay.

Are you staying here?

Yeah.

Are you driving?

Yes.

I'll have a large whiskey,
please.

I'll buy that.

No, you won't.

BARTENDER:
That's £3.80, please.

Mark Whitehouse.

BARTENDER:
Thank you.

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 did you write a book
saying Marlow was innocent

when you know that he's guilty?

I believe he is innocent.

Finding a cause célebre
is very fashionable.

I try not to be too cynical

about police procedures
and motives.

Some of you have been very good

at exposing miscarriages
of justice,

but your book is the most
poisonous piece of rubbish

I've ever read.

[Laughs]
Well, thank you.

Why do you want to free a
murderer who's killed six women,

and on the most distorted
piece of evidence?

I actually came upon the story
by chance.

I was doing an article
on life in a hospice.

One of the patients was Moyra.

We got talking,

and I became aware
that here was a key witness

in a major murder trial

telling me the opposite
of what she told the court.

She told me the statements
she made to you, the police,

were made under duress

and that the evidence against
George had been fabricated.

What was I supposed to do
with that information --

go away and forget it?

So I did some investigating

and found out
where I could check her story,

she was telling the truth.

Did you record
your conversations with Moyra?

Yes.

Do you still have the tapes?

I have my own copy, yes.

Can I hear them?

[Laughs]
Of course not.

What is your connection
with Patrick Schofield?

Just that we share
a mutual interest

in miscarriages of justice.

Good night.

[ Horn honks]

Piss off.

Look --

Bloody hell.

Get in.

Get in!

How did you know
where to find me?

How was your meeting?

What meeting?

You ought to be more careful.

And how did you know
that I had a meeting?

An informal investigation

into Marlow's murders
has been requested.

I'm telling you this in absolute
confidence, you understand.

Now, I know you got it right,

and I want you to know
you have my support,

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

So, 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.

[Telephone ringing ]

Hello?

Hi. It's me.
How are you?

I'm at the hotel.

Okay.

I just wanted to give you
a good-night call.

Thanks.

DR. SCHOFIELD:
So, were you asleep?

Yeah, almost.

DR. SCHOFIELD: Oh, I'm sorry.
It's lonely in Leeds, you know.

It's okay.

The lecture went very well
today.

TENNISON:
Good.

Did you see Kernan?

- Why?
- DR. SCHOFIELD: Nothing.

I just wondered if you had
told him about the perfume.

Why did you want to know that?

There's no reason.

I was just interested.

What's the matter?
Are you okay?

I'm just tired.
That's all.

DR. SCHOFIELD:
I'm sorry.

Listen, I'll let you go
back to sleep.

I'm gonna be back
about 6:00 tomorrow evening.

- Do you want to meet up?
- I won't be here.

Why?
Where are you off to?

I can't tell you.

DR. SCHOFIELD:
Why?

I can't talk about it.

Why?
Are you gonna be away all night?

I might be.
I don't know.

DR. SCHOFIELD: Well, 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.

[Click]

[Telephone ringing ]

[ Doorbell rings]

Hello.
Aren't you at school?

Have you seen my mum?

Has she ever been late
from the shops before?

No.

- Where does your dad work, love?
- I don't know.

Yeah, we're in Blenheim Avenue.

He works for Pluto Plastics.

They're based in Dunstable.
He doesn't live here.

Do you sometimes see your dad?

Yes.

Do you want us to try
and contact him for you?

Yes.

Is your dad's name Matthews,
as well?

Yes.

WOMAN:
What's his first name?

James.

MAN:
Yeah, James Matthews.

Pluto Plastics, in Dunstable.

Her name is Lynn Matthews.

36, dressmaker, works from home.

Separated from her husband,

one daughter, Kate, aged 12.

We don't know for certain
that she's been abducted,

but no one we have spoken to
could give us any reason

as to why she would have
voluntarily have disappeared.

If this is our man

and he follows the pattern
of the other murders...

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

WOMAN:
Can I help you?

I've come to see Doris Marlow.

They're all out
for the afternoon.

Oh.
When will they be back?

They've gone to a show
on the front.

Who are you?

My name's Jane.
I'm a friend of the family.

You should have waited
at reception.

Yes, I know.
I'm sorry.

There was no one around,
so I just popped up.

It's all right.

I'll come back later.

Did you get anything?

We're getting nothing
from the house-to-house.

What?
Has nobody seen anything?

We're doing the houses again
this evening.

Why don't we put the daughter
on the TV?

Talk to her chaperone.

Let's get some checkpoints
organized in Denby Road

and Harrow Street
tomorrow morning.

We should be looking

at the prisoners Marlow's been
in contact with

-since he's been inside.
- Why?

HASKONS: Maybe Marlow's
orchestrating these murders

from inside his cell.

MITCHELL:
This isn't a priority.

Rather than waste my time.

Do as I bloody well say!

[Telephone ringing ]

[ Indistinct conversations]

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 really should be getting her
onto the coach.

He can't visit me anymore.

Yes, I know.

Do you mind if I have
a few words with her?

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

I'll tell you what, I'll finish
getting the others in first.

Thanks.

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.

No, he isn't able to visit you.

I'm sure I know you.

Do you like this perfume?

I do know you.

It's gardenia.
Shall I open it for you?

What's it doing here?

It's a present.

Now I remember.

Do you like it?

Have I had my tea?

No.
Do you like it?

Yes. Frederick
used to buy that for me.

Is Frederick your husband?

[Laughs]

Terribly naughty.

Who's Frederick?

Every Friday, down on the pier.

More often than not.

Was Frederick your lover?

Oh, yes.

Did I have an ice cream?

No.
I don't know.

So, was this
your special perfume?

I'm sorry, but I have to get her
on the coach now.

Is it all right if I take her
out for tea?

She said she'd like that.

Oh, I'm not sure
that'll be allowed.

I'd have to check it out
with the manager.

I mean, we don't know
who you are, so --

I know who this young lady is.

I saw you there.

She's George's girlfriend.

A lovely girl.

TENNISON: You must have
a lot of memories here.

DORIS:
Well, what do I know about that?

TENNISON:
With Frederick.

DORIS:
Not Frank!

[ Both laugh ]

TENNISON:
Was it romantic with Frederick?

DORIS: 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
this afternoon.

I don't expect this place
has changed much.

Not here.

- Why not here?
- Not here!

Did George follow you here
one night?

Never marry.

Did George follow you here
one night?

Frank got him up.

His father sent him?

Take me home!

TENNISON: Yes, all right.
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 now.

Does he get his sweets?

[ Keyboard clacking ]

Hmm.

[ Doorbell rings]

Come in.

Thanks.

Did you get my message?

Yes, I did.

So, what's the problem?

[Bell dings]

[Beep]

Good evening, madam.

We're making inquiries
into the disappearance

of Mrs. Lynn Matthews
in this vicinity

sometime after 8:15
this morning.

DR. SCHOFIELD:
Hi!

Hi.

What are you doing here?

Well, I was hoping that you
might want some company.

If I want company,
I'll call you.

So, why don't you tell me

what all this was about
the other night, hmm?

I think you should go.

What is this, Jane?

How's your friend Mark?

Mark?
Mark who?

Mark Whitehouse.

I have no idea.
I've never met him.

Why couldn't you have just
told me what you were doing?

- What am I doing?
- Well, you tell me.

I just told you,
I've never met Whitehouse.

Oh, don't give me that.
I heard the message, Patrick.

"Hi, Patrick.
This is Mark."

If you must know,
I'm writing a book.

Oh, about what?

"She may be a lousy detective,
but she's a good shag."

You shouldn't listen to other
people's answering machines.

That's not how I feel about you.

Well, how do you feel?

Well, I'm telling you,
if you just shut up and listen.

I was asked to write a book
sometime ago

about why miscarriages
of justice occur --

Well, okay. Well, why am I
in this book, then,

if it's about errors
of judgment?

Why are you in this?
You're not in this book.

Why have you got a file on me?

Research, which I am now
no longer using.

- Well, who is?
- DR. SCHOFIELD: Who's what?

Who's using the research?

No one is using the research.

Oh, come on.
Whitehouse is.

DR. SCHOFIELD: Whitehouse
has never seen that file.

Let me explain something to you.

We both share
the same publisher,

and because of that, Whitehouse
has found out about this.

Oh, Patrick.
You think I'm gonna believe --

He wants to write an article
round it.

That's why he left a message
on my machine.

Now, I have never spoken
to the man.

I have been away.

I haven't even returned his call
as yet.

Do you understand
what I'm saying?

How am I supposed to know
if you're telling the truth?

Well, sometimes
you have to trust people.

[ Scoffs ] Trust people?
You must be joking.

In my job,
that's an impossibility.

I am telling you,

you are never gonna sort out
any of your relationships

until you find some way

of separating your private life
from your work.

Oh, you mean don't take your job
too seriously?

Because you know all you really
want to do is get married.

Oh, don't insult
my intelligence.

I mean, you are never gonna
learn anything about yourself

because you interpret everything
that anybody says to you

as some kind of personal attack.

What is it with you?
What is it?

I mean,
there's some kind of machismo

that's driving you through
everything that you do.

It's patently obvious
that you don't enjoy it,

but you seem to be completely
incapable of resisting it.

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

One of my what?

Look, I'm very tired,

and I want you go to,
and you know something?

I've gone right off
this cozy idea

of having each other's keys.

So there's yours back,
and I'd like mine back, please.

Okay.

And by the way...

...that's the file that
you've been so bothered about.

I thought I'd bring it round.

TENNISON:
Today I proved, all over again,

that Marlow did kill
those six women.

Good.

Then you should be celebrating.

I am.

Hmm.

LEN:
You've got a visitor.

What are you doing here?

It can't be business
if you're off the case.

It seems like
it's only you and me left

who know for certain
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?

[Laughs]

How am I supposed
to answer that?

I know the women you killed
were prostitutes

or you thought they were.

These women aren't.

There's a 53-year-old widow,
a 16-year-old schoolgirl.

These aren't women
you meant to kill.

Is anyone going to convince you
that I'm an innocent man?

Look,
I know you're being copied,

and I know you're being copied

by someone who has access
to evidence

that could only have come
from yourself.

What evidence is that?

The killer souses his victims
with perfume.

Gardenia perfume.

And?

So did you, George.

You must know that a third woman
has gone missing.

She's a loving, caring,
faithful woman.

Tell me who's committing
these murders

and stop him
before she joins the list.

For God's sake, will you 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.

[Laughs]
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?

Well, I had to see her, George,

because you won't tell me
the truth.

- What did you tell her?
- Who's killing these women?

What are you doing
seeing my mother?

I took her for a walk
on the seafront.

How dare you visit her?

I took her to the pier.

You see, I know, George.

You bitch!

Who's killing these women?

- If you've upset her --
- Tell me, George.

If you have upset her --

Ask me what I know
about Frederick.

What did you see

when your dad sent you
down to the pier, George?

Hmm?

Was she lying down?

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

Or did he have her
up against the railings?

Did she see you standing there?
Was he laughing?

Did she try and pull
her knickers up?

Did she shout at you to go away?

Let me out of here.

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

- Was he smiling?
- Will you let me out of here?

Three sales reported,
none in the London area.

All negative.

DYSON:
This is Dyson.

Right.

Richard, anything there?

No.

We've got the van.

What size?

Yeah.

Yeah, okay.

All right.
Thanks.

Shit.

Well, it belongs to
an art student in Falmouth.

Now, she'd been to a party
with her boyfriend,

and they'd stopped for a piss
on the way home.

The boyfriend wears a size 8
Reebok jogging trainer.

That just leaves us
with a size 10 shoe,

a possible lift
from the police club,

and a possible sighting
of a police officer

in Greystone Road.

How are we getting on
with that list?

BLAKE: Still checking out
the duty rosters.

Richard.

You get your team
back onto helping Colin.

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

Is anyone checking out
the list of cons

that Marlow's been in contact
with since he went inside?

[ Door closes ]

The police are now certain
that Lynn Matthews...

[Telephone ringing ]

Hello?

WOMAN:
Superintendent Tennison?

Speaking.

WOMAN: I have Commander Trayner
for you.

Thank you.

- TRAYNER: Jane?
- Yes, sir.

TRAYNER: How long will it
take you to get to my office?

-[ Knock on door]
- Come in.

Do sit down.

Can you confirm
that you visited George Marlow

in prison this morning?

I discovered --

Will you please answer
the question?

Yes, I did.

Marlow has made a complaint
to the prison governor,

the complaint being
that you interrogated him

on matters concerning
an investigation

from which
you have been removed.

Well, I think under
the circumstances --

Is that true?
Is that true?

TENNISON: Sir, I have
new evidence on Marlow.

TRAYNER:
Did you interrogate Marlow

on a matter concerning
an investigation

from which you had been removed?

This is not a discussion.

Please answer the questions
directly as I put them to you.

Did you inform Marlow that
a certain perfume had been used

on the bodies of Christine
Bramwell and Margery Miller?

Yes, sir.

Are you aware of the fact

that the officer in charge
of the investigation,

Acting Superintendent Mitchell,

had specifically asked for that
information not to be divulged?

No, that was my request --

Just answer the question!

Yes, sir.

Marlow is now free to pass on
that information

to any journalist
wishing to contact him.

Well, I don't think he'll
want to give that information.

Will you shut up and listen?

These are serious
disciplinary matters.

Furthermore,
Marlow is taking his complaint

to his member of Parliament --

the last thing we all wanted.

And as for justifying
your interference,

may I remind you
that you were taken off the case

because your judgment
has become clouded?

Do you understand?

Yes, sir.

I have absolutely no choice but
to suspend you from all duties.

Please give me
your warrant card.

I shall, of course,
vindicate myself

at the earliest opportunity.

Your suspension starts
as from now.

[Telephone rings]

Hello?

HASKONS:
It's Richard, gov.

I'm sorry to call you
this early.

Oh. What's it about?

Can I see you?

TENNISON:
Not really, no.

It's important.

Well, where are you?

opposite.

The phone booth opposite.

Oh, shit.

All right.
I'll put the coffee on.

HASKONS:
Thanks.

Oh, bloody hell.

[ Doorbell rings]

Well, you don't look any better
than I do.

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

TENNISON: Right.
What do you want?

I've been working on
that list of cons

Marlow's been in company with
since he's been inside.

Number one topped himself
two years ago.

Two's a grass,
now out of the country.

Three, Andrew Maclean --

No.
That was child offenses.

Yeah.

All number four's offenses were
homosexual, all in the '60s,

and he's now 71 years old.

Five is our possible.

Raymond Harding.
I remember that name.

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

His mother died a year ago.

He lives alone in a house
in Cricklewood.

Well, have you told Mitchell
about this?

HASKONS:
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 is a mess.

No one's got a focus
on anything.

We're trying to cover
too much ground.

We don't have enough officers.
We don't have enough time.

We're into the third day
of this woman's disappearance.

[Laughs]

You don't expect me to go
with you, do you?

Mr. Raymond Harding?

Yes.

Detective Inspector Haskons.

I'd like to ask you
a few questions.

- Can we come in?
- Yeah.

HASKONS:
I'll get him!

[ Barking ]

GIRL:
Aah!

Watch it!

I was only holding them
for a pal of mine.

HASKONS:
Holding what?

Oh, shit!

MITCHELL: Every one of you
who worked on that list

has done a fantastic job.

It's something none of us
like to do,

but you've done it
with superb professionalism.

Well done.

Now, we have five suspects.

One is a superintendent,
two are sergeants,

and two are constables,

one of whom is at this station.

I don't need to remind you

of the sensitivity
that is required.

These officers are if not
your friends, your colleagues,

and are most probably innocent.

However, I want
a thorough search in every case.

TENNISON:
Moyra.

Patrick!

[ Horn honks]

Patrick, I need to talk.

What about?

- Look, can you get in the car?
-[ Horn honks]

Why?
What do you want to talk about?

Please.

What the bloody hell
are you doing?

Oh, I'm sorry.

MAN: You can't just stop in
the middle of the bloody street.

TENNISON: All right.
I said I'm sorry.

I've got your number, asshole.

Oh, shut up.

You're a witness to that.

I didn't see anything.

Patrick,
where does Whitehouse live?

Oh, for --

TENNISON:
Please, can you find out?

No.

Don't you share
the same publisher?

Yes, we do, but they don't give
out private phone numbers.

Well, if he can get your number,
can't you get his?

Of course I can,
but I've already told you,

I'm not interested
in Whitehouse.

Now, I'd really like to get
these things inside.

TENNISON:
Patrick, I need your help.

Would Marlow have used
the same perfume on Moyra?

You mean like he used it
on his victims?

TENNISON:
Yes.

In her statement to me,

she said that he once tied her
up and humiliated her.

It's possible.

Well, if Moyra knew
about the perfume,

who could she have told?

- You got a phone in there?
- TENNISON: Yeah.

[ Rattling ]

[ Door opens]

Morning.

Are you getting rid of her
today?

It's the third day, isn't it?

It's only me who knows.

And what am I going to 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.

Why can't you do it?

I don't...have any strength.

Yes, you do.

You do.

[ Chuckles ]

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

You have to now.

I can't go down there.

MARLOW:
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 anymore...

...but you 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.

Okay.

I'll do it now.

Listen, are you sure
you want me to come in with you?

Yes.

[ Doorbell rings]

Now, I'd be very careful
in there if I were you

or you're gonna find yourself
out of a job.

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

I won't be long, love.

Yes, all right.

Can you draw some more?

Come on through.

Thank you.

So, what can I do for you?

I'm sorry.
This has nothing to do with me.

Jane wanted to ask you
some questions.

That's all.

In your conversations
with Moyra,

did she ever confide in you

that Marlow sprayed his victims
with perfume?

[Laughs]

Of course not.

She always maintained
he was innocent.

I wouldn't have written
the damn book otherwise.

Yeah, but you knew
about the perfume, didn't you?

Which perfume?

The special perfume that
Marlow sprayed his victims with.

I know about the gardenia found
on the last two victims.

Are you trying to tell me
Marlow used it, as well?

Yes, and we now know
why he used it.

So, did Moyra tell you
about the perfume?

If you think
you've now found another way

of rubbishing the arguments
in my book...

I don't give a toss
about that piece of crap.

Okay, that's it.
I want you both out of here.

Mark, Mark, Mark.

Moyra must have told somebody
about the perfume.

Please, please.
It's important.

I think you've now got me
under suspicion,

so how do you expect me
to take you seriously?

So if she didn't tell you,
who the hell did she tell?

WHITEHOUSE:
Why don't you listen?

I would not have written
the book!

DR. SCHOFIELD:
This is the third day

that Lynn Matthews
has been missing.

We're running out of time here.

TENNISON: So, who else did
she confide in before she died?

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

- She never do listen.
- No.

Oh, I saw Darren last night
at the club.

Well, he's a waste of space,
anyway.

I know, but he's not a prat.

Three ciders, right?
Wallop, wallop, wallop.

- Where was Steve, then?
- Oh, he was there.

Oh, yeah?
What did he say?

Oh, he's had his hair cut.

No.

Oh, honestly,
you've got to see it.

I mean, it's just unbelievable.

[Laughs]

5P change.

There you go.

Richard.

Let's get working on that list
of Marlow's prison contacts.

[Telephone rings]

Gov, it's Detective
Superintendent Tennison.

We've got him!

Colin, Richard, Andy.
Let's go!

[Siren wailing]

Come on.

That's it.

Where is she?

MAN:
Upstairs!

No!

What's this for?

Outside and down the steps.

[Woman sobbing]

It's all right.

We're police.

We've got an ambulance coming.

MAN:
Here you go, love.

You're all right.

MITCHELL:
Why did you start killing, Len?

Hmm?

Did Marlow persuade you?

No.

Did he know it was you?

Yes.

MITCHELL: Couldn't believe
his luck, I'll bet.

Did things start going wrong
three years ago,

when your wife left you?

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 the perfume?

Yeah.

MITCHELL:
What did she tell you?

She told me George used to...

...s-s-spray it...

on -- on their bodies.

Whose bodies?

The women he killed.

Why did Moyra tell you that?

She was lonely.

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.

And 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 Superintendent Kernan

was correct in the circumstances
known at that time.

Your behavior
subsequent to that action

was, however, a serious breach
of procedure and discipline,

and, Detective Superintendent,
you should have known better.

The decision to suspend you
was, again, correct procedure,

as you were and are well aware.

But, again, your behavior
subsequent to your suspension

was a serious breach
of procedure and discipline.

Your standard of behavior

is not the standard expected
of a senior police officer.

However, due to your actions

resulting in the satisfactory
rescue of Mrs. Lynda Matthews,

the board have considered

that your punishment
will be taken no further

than a reprimand.

Is there anything
you wish to say?

No, sir.

And?

A perfectly phrased bollocking.

Oh.

What about your resignation?

Oh, I forgot to mention that.

-[Laughs]
- What?

I knew you weren't gonna resign.

Oh, did you, smartass?

Of course I did.
Anyway, I didn't want you to.

Oh, yes, you do.
You're the one who keeps saying

I've got to make space
in my life for a relationship.

Yes, but I didn't mean
that kind of space.

Anyway, you're not so perfect,
either.

I didn't say anything.

I mean, you're a know-it-all,
and you analyze everything.

Well, then we're a perfect pair,
aren't we?

How did you know
I wasn't gonna resign?

Because I'm very clever.

And, besides, we need the money.

I sat there watching them
deciding on my future,

and I thought I should be
sitting there

making those decisions.

I fought all the bloody battles.

Oh, if it means working

with people like Trayner
and Thorndike,

then I'll just -- I'll just
have to do it, won't I?

It's good.

We've got our AMIP anniversary
tonight.

Will you come with me?

No. I'm busy.

[Waltz music plays]

Terrific lady.

[Laughs]

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

Have a good night.

Cheers.

What was that about?

Was he talking
about a promotion?

[Clears throat]

He's drunk,
and he's feeling guilty.

You know something?

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

When?

Just after you were taken
off the case.

Well, why did
he want to see you?

He wanted me to keep an eye
on you.

Inform on me?

He said he was very concerned

about your welfare
and your workload --

that kind of thing.

What he actually wanted to know
was whether or not you thought

you'd made a mistake
about Marlow

and, if you had, what were you
going to do about it.

That slimy little shit.

Excuse me.

Good evening, gentlemen.
Having a nice time?

David, do you fancy a dance?

I'd be delighted.

Did you hear about the results
of my tribunal?

Yes. Congratulations.

Yes, it's so reassuring
to know you have the support

and the confidence
of one's colleagues.

You know what makes you
such an asshole, David?

It's that you think
that you have the right

to go into my private life
to discredit me.

I've taken a lot of crap
over the years,

but, really, this time,
you've surpassed it all.

It didn't Work, did it?

You see, I'm still here.
I've spoiled it for you.

You can't get rid of me,
no matter how hard you try.

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

How have things been
treating you, all right?

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

No hard feelings.

Certainly not on my part,
anyway.