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Yeah.

We found something at Wingate's place,

his dog had blood on his collar.

What, it's not Wingate's blood?

Or the dead police officer's. PC Jarvis.

Do you wanna chase it up with me?

Yeah, I can't. I'm, uh...

in the archive.

Hmm, sure sounds windy down there.

All right, Jessica Fletcher, you got me.

I was in the archives. Now
I'm looking for a Starbucks

because I want a Frap
and a crap before work.

TMI?

Were you looking for information
related to the eyewitness?

Because if you give me their name,

- maybe I can help.
- I'm getting really bored of this.

I promised I'd withhold their
name, to protect them.

That's the end of it.

- Excuse me!
- Hey.

We are sorry to announce

that the 5:15 train to London
Fenchurch Street calling at...

_

That was quick.

- Take the tunnel?
- Where are you?

They fleece you for it, don't they?

And that's on top of
the Congestion Charge.

Every time I get in my car,
I feel like I'm being penalized.

Where are you?

Look on the back of the envelope.

See you there.

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Andrew Daly's refusing to
come into protective custody.

Andrew Daly?

You've found the next name on the list?

Well, yeah, but this guy
is one of 29 Andrew Dalys

- in the UK.
- You want me to go in the police van?

It's weird, 'cause the
other fellas on the list

have all got links towards
the Hooper's trial.

But none of these Andrew Dalys
have any connection to Hooper.

Move back! Move back!

Any other Andrews live in Southend?

In Essex? No, I don't think so.

There's nothing that links Southend
to the Ragdoll investigation?

Not that I know of.

What's put the wind up you?

Nothing, just received a
prank call about towns

starting with S. Forget it.

Andy will prefer to stay
with his community.

I don't blame him.

You lot embarrassed yourselves.

Hello, Rose.

Looking around.

It's not much of an origin story, is it?

It's like a gammon-y take
on Beauty and the Beast.

I imagine you, stuck in
this provincial little town,

shit-posting Meghan
Markle on the Daily Mail,

yearning for more.

Your contempt for
ordinary people is scary

but it's not surprising.

They don't understand you.

Most of them have only been traumatized

seven times in their lives.

Coppers are traumatized 700 times.

Citation needed.

You're predisposed to violence.

You don't have a choice about that.

And then you get hammered by the job.

I can't flower it up, mate.
You scare me.

You think you've chosen to do this,

to become The Faust?

You paid me to kill Mark Hooper.

You paid with your own life.
You don't have principles.

You're desperate for gratification.

You want blood.

I chose to answer a calling.

I chose to Kill Joel
Shepton in his sleep.

Joel Shepton was unwell.

I don't coerce anyone.

You all come to me.

Michelle Fielding? They didn't call you.

- Alyssa Airley?
- You made me realize

how hard you've got to shake people

to make them open their eyes.

What happens if you do arrest me?

What are you going to do?

March me into the office, "Surprise!"

What happens in that total fantasy?

Do you get forgiven?

I know your medication has
hallucinogenic side effects.

You are tripping balls!

They won't forgive you this time.

Mark Hooper's one thing,
but you got a copper killed.

There is no way back.

So you tell me, what am I doing here,

- what do I want?
- Lie to the Black girl.

Not to me. You know what you want to do.

So let's do it, let's finish this.

Last man standing gets
to tell his story.

No one else needs to die.

Meet me on the pier.

Stocky bloke, green jacket.

You live, I die.

You get to save Andrew
Daly's life, if you kill me.

Bullshit. You've come this far,
you don't want to lose.

Oh, this is how I win.

True justice is tempered by mercy.

This way, people will see me for
who I am and you for the monster

you've always been.

Do it. You want to save lives?
Do you want to end this?

Pull the trigger.

DS Rose...

Let him through. Let him through!

The rash on Elijah Reed's torso,

Finlay thought it was a nicotine patch,

but Reed didn't smoke.

I cut myself shaving. Genuinely.

What did I say?

It's not all about you.

_

You didn't sue, you were a kid.

- Yeah, my mum did.
- She had to.

The Army kitted your dad out
with dodgy equipment and...

Shot him up with a Challenger 2

and Andrea's acting like I'm
too busy crying my eyes out

to catch the Ragdoll killer.

They took that picture off
my brother's Facebook.

That was the day I held my breath

for 83 seconds underwater.

- You've bragged about it.
- Damn right, I never did it again.

You took up ciggies.

We saw everything.

The reef, sting rays, a wreck.

You've got to ignore it.

That's easy for you to say.

Actually, no. It isn't.

I had journalists trying to take
photos of me in the hospital.

Even when I got out, they were
camped out on my door step,

that's why I had to
move to the high-rise.

Look, I know, it was hell for you

and I know you didn't deserve it,

- but this...
- No one deserves it.

You looked fit in Edmunds' jacket.

So they built you up and now
they're tearing you down.

People like to talk a big
game about empathy,

but we're all hardwired
to love a scapegoat.

This is different, this is playing
into those dog-whistle stereotypes.

- I see that.
- Like I'm this chippy woman

who knows how to game the
system with her sob stories,

like that's the only
reason I'm in this job.

I'm sorry, but I don't know
what your options are.

Bax... Emily.

Uh, the blood from the dog's collar,

we found a match from a
sample taken from a break-in

at a psychiatric hospital 12 months ago.

Well, that sounds promisingly macabre.

That's great news, you moody bastard.

Look at the name of the hospital.

Forgive the carnival atmosphere.

It's music therapy.

Yay!

Does it bring back any memories?

Rose didn't want me to visit.

What, you've never been here before?

It was his decision. I wasn't
gonna, you know, disobey him.

This is where he broke in.

When your man put his weight
against it, the glass broke.

And you hope it's the Ragdoll chap?

Well, the blood taken from this glass

matches the blood at
Matthew Wingate's house.

- The judge?
- Yeah.

But the samples don't match
anyone on our database.

The thing is, Rose had left
by the time of the break-in.

The killer's obsessed with
the Mark Hooper trial.

I'm assuming you and Rose
spoke about it in detail.

Have you got any of that written down?

Hmm.

I'll speak to the patients.

Someone's torn the pages out.

Look, three here,

another couple here.

You didn't tear them out yourself?

No.

Did anything abnormal happen
around the time of the break-in?

Well, it's not too unusual sadly,

but a patient committed suicide.

What was their name?

I shouldn't say.

But Nathan's clearly
been so affected by it.

It was Joel Shepton,

Nathan's friend.

When did you tell him?

When did I see Nathan?

Monday.

And then, yes, Tuesday morning.

- Monday, Tuesday this week?
- Yes.

Nathan returned on the Tuesday
on behalf of Joel's family.

Teresa, Joel's sister,

she'd been murdered.

Teresa?

Was the killer ever caught?

Joel was of the opinion that, as
an addict and a person of color,

Teresa was not a priority.

The police didn't
investigate it properly.

Teresa Shepton.

Teresa Shepton.

Joel, that's Adam...

Keith.

_

Hello, Morgue.

Yeah, this is DI Baxter.

Um, one of the bodies
you've got down there,

Keith Rackman, he's got a cut
on his forehead, three stitches.

DS Rose said he'd fill out the report?

DS Rose. He hasn't filed anything.

I haven't seen him down here.

He definitely hasn't been down there?

No, definitely not.

Right, I need everyone to
clear out for half an hour.

Whoa, whoa.

Sorry, forgot the handbrake.

My bad.

Are you trying to kill someone?

No.

_

Got it.

Righto.

Who's this?

Andrew Daly. I promised
him, if he came quietly,

he could make one phone
call from my office.

Nice!

_

_

Oops.

Rose?

- Sorry.
- Goddammit!

You know, good excuse for a de-clutter.

I mean, uh, did this spark joy?

Those are my notes.

- Jesus.
- Where have you been, by the way?

We'll have to put a bell on you.

What's that supposed to mean?

Oh, apparently that's what
we're doing these days.

Keeping track of each other.

You think you're being smart?

You're making the biggest
mistake of your life.

If I was in your situation,

I'd be trying to think of a
really convincing explanation

for whatever the hell
that was in Southend.

- Don't walk away from me.
- Don't ever touch me.

Edmunds!

Wait for me in there, now.

You can't lose control like that.

You're obsessed with how
things look. Who cares?

Look around you. No one
else gets to be emotional.

I'm a dead man walking.

Wait, Bax.

She put a tracker on my car.

- Why would she do that?
- She's scared.

I mean, you did the same
thing in the Hooper trial.

You wanted a scapegoat, only difference
is, I deserved it back then.

- Why do you deserve it now?
- I don't!

Why does she think you deserve it?

It doesn't matter. The point is,

if you ever stepped over a line
like that with a senior officer,

I'd tell you to shut up
and take your medicine.

Then we'd have a laugh
about it in the pub.

Did you ever go to Markfield prison?

No.

I wanted to on the day
that Eric Turner died.

But you told me not to.

But after that you said you'd
follow up on Keith Rackman?

Yeah, yeah, I did that.

So you did go to the prison?

No.

No, I went down to the morgue.
I didn't go to the prison.

Did you put a tracking
device on Rose's car?

So that's a "yes" then, is it?

I followed Rose to
Southend-on-Sea. Okay?

I heard him have a conversation
with someone on his cell.

Rose was very angry

and he was talking about
Michelle Fielding, Alyssa Airley.

And I heard him say to this person,

"You think you've been
chosen to do this,

to become The Faust."

- What does that mean? The Faust?
- It's an alias.

I think the Ragdoll killer
calls himself The Faust.

You can't prove that Rose was on
the phone with the killer, can you?

Yes! The deep-fake call you
received at Wingate house.

It lured you away long enough

for the killer to rig the squib vest.

I found this in Rose's jacket.

Rose knows that there's a
scrambler on this number

and he didn't tell us.

Also, in Southend,

he... he mentioned another name. Keith?

Keith Rackman...

He was the prisoner who
died in Turner's van.

He knew Joel Shepton.

Wait, I heard him mention
that name too...

Yeah, Joel was Nate's
friend on the ward.

Joel's sister was
killed by Keith's mate,

Adam Malick, before Adam disappeared.

Okay, so can we talk to Joel?

Joel was found dead

12 hours after someone
broke into the ward,

a presumed suicide.

Yeah, and that same person

was at Wingate's house the day he died.

And that person is The Faust.

But none of this is admissible in court.

You illegally tracked Rose's car.

You stole a number.

Well... I came to you first, ma'am.

None of this is evidence

to suggest that Rose is a murderer.

Yeah, but by withholding
this information,

he is indirectly responsible
for the deaths

of minimum two people.

But to charge him, we need to prove

that Rose knew all this information.

We need to figure out where he's been,

who he's spoken to and why.

Measure twice, cut once.
That's what my dad always said.

That's what we're gonna do.

And I'm not crazy, I'm cooking.

Why did you need to shit on Baxter?

They were running the
story with or without me.

- If you actually read the...
- You can see she's hurting,

but you just keep piling on the misery.

You can't help yourself, can you?

Actually, I'm exercising pretty
phenomenal self-control right now.

I'm terrible, thank you for asking.

I didn't get into this business
to get people killed.

It's not your fault.

Wingate was killed on my watch.

We're all powerless.

Whoever the killer is,
you can't stop him.

No, that's not true, Andrea.
Listen, the killer made a mistake,

- so I...
- I don't wanna know.

I'm gonna stay with my
daughter in New York.

And, honestly...

I'm looking at your life right now

and I can't name one damn
thing that's keeping you here.

The job.

Baxter?

Of course. I'd miss her.

If you can live without her, then run.

I thought...

I thought about killing myself.

I never thought about running away.

Ma'am.

The log from Markfield Prison...

the day Eric Turner died,
we signed in at 15:05

at the top of this page.

Look at the name at the bottom.

Rose.

I spoke with Keith Rackman's cellmate.

Rose bought him a burger
in exchange for information

on the disappearance of Adam Malick.

Help me with these.

Rose's old case files.

Have a look to see if
there's anything in there

that the killer could have
used to blackmail him.

How are the Andrews?

"The Andrews."

Even saying it aloud makes me feel

like the killer just wants me
sat here, wasting my time.

But I don't know why, or
what I can do about it.

See, it all works by misdirection...

Look, keep your eye on the pen,

not on the pencil, that
goes inside the pocket.

Keep your eye instead on the pen.
See nothing in my hand, but watch.

Wow!

It changes into the pencil
and in my pocket...

it's a pen!

_

Andrea!

Andrea!

Andrea!

Check downstairs.

- Andrea!
- Andrea!

Don't! Get him off her!

Call an ambulance.
No one touch anything.

- Rose.
- Oh, my God!

Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

Where's Baxter?

She'll be back.

In your own words,
tell me what happened.

The woman's body was later identified

as belonging to the journalist
and broadcaster Andrea Wyld.

Miss Wyld was a prominent critic...

... of the Greater London Police

for their handling of several
high-profile investigations.

Recently, she was known to be...

Can I get you a glass of water?

No, I'm all right, darling.

I just can't believe she's gone.

Why...

What on God's earth is that?

The scold's bridle.

It was designed to torture
and humiliate "witches,"

i.e. women,

women in the 17th century
with opinions, troublemakers.

That's a curb-plate.

It sat on the tongue.
When they spoke, it cut them.

He restrained her, attached
the bridle to her face.

Then he made incisions...

He made incisions on her hands,

when she screamed, the
curb cut into her tongue.

Right now we're trying
to work out if she...

bled to death, or drowned
in her own blood.

Rose, do you remember...

if anything had been stuck
to the back of your neck?

- Uh-huh.
- Nah.

Don't touch, she's going to take
a photograph. Just stay still.

You got a mirror?

- A mirror?
- No, here, look.

It's the same rash.

It was on Elijah Reed's torso...

- Mark Hooper's priest.
- Yeah.

You're AB Negative, aren't you?

- Yeah.
- It's like one in a hundred.

Pass me the files, please.

Let's see what Elijah is.

It's an allergy to the sedative.

Elijah Reed. AB Negative.

Great, great, so...

I mean, that'll help with
the tox scan. Does it?

Bax,

we know that the sedative

is on a rectangular transdermal
patch he sticks on his victims.

Bax...

Has Rose said anything about Andrea?

Outside the initial statement,
um, he hasn't been very chatty.

Could've fooled me.

How's he feeling?

- I didn't ask directly.
- He's finished. You know that?

Rose needs to see a professional.

I've spoken to his old doctor.

He's briefed me on how to handle Rose.

Maybe somebody else should do it.

In case I get too emotional?

No, you'll have it locked
down, like you always do.

Look Rose esteems you.

God, I don't know what
label to put on it.

And if you go in there
with all guns blazing,

you might break him.

Now, the first thing to do

is to work out what color concealer

you need to use.

You wanna match...

Andrea drowned.

The sedative basically
disabled her gag reflex.

Her lungs are full of blood.

And they found semen.

They'll check to see if
it's a match with Rose.

I should have seen this coming.

No.

Hey, the killer never
concealed the identity

of anyone else on that list.
He has broken his own rules.

That is incredibly unusual.

Andrea published my complaint
during the Hooper trial.

Wait, the complaint about Rose?
I thought Chambers wrote that?

We swapped names.

Then he sold it to Andrea Daly... Wyld.

I gave the killer permission
to be dishonest.

But how would the killer know that?

Maybe Chambers told him...

begging for his life... I don't know.

Wait...

That's a perfect match.

Even the killer missed it.

He was probably panicking
when he heard us coming.

He was rushing.

Could you just give us
a second, thank you.

Come look at this.

This is Andrea's.

Then after that, you can
use your own concealer.

Now for you...

I like to use a Fair Rose...

She knows a hell of a lot about
Andrea's skin. Who is she?

Andrea was a regular commentator
on a news and opinion show.

That would bring her into
contact with make-up artists.

Make-up artists use
transdermal patches, right?

They use acetone. Remember,

Daniel Airley's memory from
inside the kidnapper's car.

Maybe she's being blackmailed

or tricked into helping him.

Or maybe she's an accomplice.

It's worth a shot.

I've got to deal with Rose first.

Don't speak to that woman without me.

Yes, ma'am.

Christ! Can you give me a minute?

I know you spoke to Keith Rackman.

What... wait, I can't hear you.

I know about Keith Rackman,

about his connection to Joel Shepton.

Yeah, small world.

Seriously, can you pass me a towel?

I know about The Faust.

The Ragdoll killer,
it's the same person.

I know that he's implicated in the
disappearance of Adam Malick.

I know that he broke into the ward,

possibly to kill Joel Shepton.

I know you know all of that.
And you lied to me.

Joel told me...

that The Faust was a hitman,

a myth.

He said he made a deal with him.

And then The Faust killed
Adam and then he killed Joel.

You can call it justice or revenge,

but I wanted it.

And I made a deal, too.

My life for Mark Hooper.

So why didn't you tell me?

In the hospital, half the time

I didn't know whose dream I was in.

And then, two years later,

Hooper's head on the Ragdoll

and my name's on the list.

And I didn't believe it at first.

Yeah, but then you found a
number with a scrambler on it.

You spoke to him!

Yeah, because he recorded my voice.

That's who I was speaking
to on the roof.

You said that you were
talking to your therapist.

You allowed me to blame
myself for hurting you.

You know, up on the
roof, I wanted to die.

The Faust said...

that if I jumped, he'd kill you.

Oh...

Nathan Rose, I'm arresting
you on suspicion of aiding

and abetting the murder of Mark Hooper.

And on suspicion of perverting
the course of justice

by intentionally misleading the police.

He's a white male, 30s, stocky,

beard, blue eyes, boxer's nose,

possibly a medical professional
and an estuary accent.

He won.

He won.

Get dressed! Call your lawyer!

I'm taking this so you can't get out.

I'll be back in three minutes.

Rose?

Now I want you to keep calm,

because there's a really
easy way through this, okay?

I've got Hannah's letter.

The one that she wrote
to you. It's with me now.

I spoke to an old colleague
of yours from Jersey.

He told me about Naomi Green.

He said that Naomi Green
killed an associate of hers

before skipping bail.

Now, according to this letter,
Naomi is your ex.

You piece of shit.

She was the love of your life.

And you paid her bail! In secret!

That is a career-ending decision...

What do you want, Rose?

I'm in the locker room
on the fourth floor.

Slide your ID under the door.
And I'll give you the letter.

I was so right about you.

It won't hurt the case,
I've told Baxter everything.

Can you see her now?

Yeah, she's on the phone.

Good. So do it now. Stand up.

Don't run.

- You're 90 seconds away...
- I can't.

Yes, you can.

You bailed a murderer.
You're an accessory after the fact.

No. No. It wasn't like that.

Even if you get off jail,
your career is over.

And you have so much potential.

I mean that. It would be tragic.

Don't let one mistake...

Finlay...

Well, Edmunds has got a
lead on a make-up artist,

- a woman called Joy...
- Right, a make-up artist?

Oh, God! I'm such an arsehole!

Rose looked pathetic,
broken! And I felt guilty!

He played you.

- He's desperate.
- Why didn't I listen to you?

Because you've been
getting kicked in the blif

for seven days straight.

Try not to beat yourself up.

Bark an order at me or something, go on.

Rose has been blinding
me from the start.

We're gonna have to go
back to the beginning.

Measure twice, cut once.

Meet me at the morgue.

What do knots tell us about
the person who tied them?

Their profession, their proficiency

and whether they're
left or right-handed.

Well, we'd, um, have
to recreate the knot.

Yeah. We're going to
have to go right back

to the first throw of the stitching.

So, we're gonna rebuild The Ragdoll?

Shall I be Igor?

Ma'am, I heard about Rose.

And I really hope you're okay.

I figured you were busy, so I'm gonna...

I'm gonna go... talk to
Andrea's make-up artist.

I'm outside of her house right now.

Her name is Joy Massey,
spelt M-A-S-S-E-Y.

That's a left-handed surgical knot.

Yes, so we're saying The Faust

is a left-handed medical professional?

Well, a left-handed surgeon
can tie right-handed stitches,

but it would be weird for
a right-handed surgeon

to tie left-handed stitches.

Keith Rackman had stitches.

A coincidence?

Hm.

In this investigation, no such thing.

That looks like the same knot.

We've a male nurse on the staff
at The Markfield Moor Prison.

His name is Thomas Massey.

No priors.

Rose's witness described him
as stocky, beard, blue eyes.

It looks like he was on the early shift

the day that Keith and Eric died.

And it looks like he might have left

around about the same
time that you arrived.

I think I saw him.

Where's Edmunds?

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Ma'am, I heard about Rose.

I hope you're okay.

I figured you were busy, so I'm gonna...

... talk to Andrea's make-up artist.

You idiot.

I'm outside of her house right now.

Her name is Joy Massey,
spelt M-A-S-S-E-Y.

Holy shit. Holy shit!

The make-up artist,
she's called Joy Massey.

They're family!

My husband isn't home yet.

That's okay.

I, uh...

wanted to speak with you, Mrs. Massey.

It's about Andrea Wyld.

Oh.

Oh, God, it's awful.

This is a dumb question,
I'm sure, but...

can you make your own
transdermal patches?

Uh, well,

you can order them tailor-made
to match any skin tone.

Biccy?

Little cheeky dunker?

If someone is listening
to this conversation,

offer me honey.

Bless you. No one's listening!

Ah...

This is DC Edmunds,
she was asking me about...

Mind's like a sieve.

Andrea's skin tone.
The transdermal patches.

That's right.

You wanted to know about the patches.

Tea, love?

Just be a tick.

Sorry.

Long day?

I can't complain...

It's never dull...

No...

You like it?

I wanted something with a tape deck.

- You lost your mind?
- The cassettes are back.

Nostalgia for the unremembered '90s.

You may find this hard to believe,

but I don't want to make you suffer.

So you didn't give me a chance?

You didn't give me a chance!

The truth is the only
thing that will save you.

- Get out.
- The thing is, it's my office.

I'll give you a minute.

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