All language subtitles for Luther - 03x02 - Series 3, Episode 2.x264-FoV.English.C.orig.Addic7ed.com

I've seen something like this
before. The mask, the wigs.

I think he's trying to
recreate something.

Do you remember the Shoreditch
Creeper?

DCI Ronnie Holland was the lead
detective on the Creeper murders.

Found him dead in his hallway.

So I'll call you.

I've been ordered to move you to
another case.

Jared Cass, cyber activist.

It was defaced.
Do you know who was doing it?

No.

How's life in the Judas Division,
ma'am?

I want to know exactly how he
handles that investigation.

If he breaks the law...

Are you saying you'd fit me up?

I want his head on a stick.

Subtitles by MemoryOnSmells
http://UKsubtitles.ru.

I can't remember the last time I did
this.

Just stayed up all night
talking.

I mainly stay up all night shouting.

I find that hard to believe.

No, it's true. Honestly.

But you're such a gentle man.

Ah...

I don't know about that.

Coffee.

Oh, Jesus.

Stop!

What's on the trolley?
Stuff for the incinerator.

Where'd it come from?
Where do you think?

Get this to forensics double quick.
They're waiting. Yes, sir.

So. How you doing?

I'm all right.

I'm good.

You look a little tired.

Yeah. I haven't exactly slept.

Listen, I...

I just want to make things right.
That's all.

Be careful, Justin.

DS Ripley.

Sir.

Where's Luther?

He's not at home. I sent a car.
And he's not answering his mobile.

I don't know where he is, sir.

This is me.

Blimey! I know.

This is what happens
when I turn my phone on.

Victim's name is...
Dani Lane. Husband's Craig.

I was trying to call them when you
walked in and made your scene.

Obviously you and I have got a
problem,

so why don't you just leave
this to me?

What, you're kicking me off?

Go nail Ken Barnaby.

Justin, if Ken Barnaby murdered
Jared Cass,

he should go down for it.

I can't imagine why you think
I'd have an issue with that.

You found the bodies?

What do I need to know about you
and DS Ripley?

All it is...

is Justin and Erin Grey
have been seeing each other.

"Seeing"? As in...

Apparently.

It's a well-known fact
that she's not my biggest fan.

So I think, you know,
she's been, erm...

filling his head with ideas.

And that's all this is?

What else could it be?

This is my house. And I don't want
Justin outside pissing in.

Now everything else gets put aside,

including any grubby little
fratricidal conflict

between you and DS Ripley. Clear?

Yes, boss. Good.

You and I have to have a very
serious grown-up chat.

Think I'd be too scared to show?

Are you coming for me?

With relish, yeah. Good.

Can't be that much of a surprise.

So what do you want? I want you to
leave Justin out of it.

I'm not sure I know what you mean.
He's a good man, Erin.

He's a good man. He's got a good
heart. Don't break him,

not as a way of getting towards me.

He deserves better than that.

Unbelievable. Seriously.

I am. I'm speechless.
How serious is it?

Do you think I'd ever tell
you in a million years?

Right. The thing about love

is that it brings out the best
in you,

but it can also bring out the worst.
All your fears, rage, self-doubt.

Don't mess around with it.
It'll blow up in your face.

You done? No.

I'm having fun though.

You?

No. I'm not done.

Morning, Paul!

You're early.

I'm a bit worried about B Harvey.

He's not had breakfast again.

OK. And didn't have dinner last
night.

See maybe if you can get
the doctor in to see him tonight

and I'll pop in and see about it.
I'll see Mr Carney.

Can you watch reception? Yeah.

Come on, Paul.

Morning, Jodie, love.

So we know Ronnie Holland was killed

because he could connect
the Shoreditch Creeper murders

to the deaths of Emily Hammond, Dani
Lane and Craig Lane.

Yes, but he was bludgeoned to
death in his own home,

so if he knew
the killer for what he was...

Why'd he open the door?

If we knew that,
we'd be laughing, wouldn't we?

We know Ronnie Holland was fixated
with the Creeper murders.

Well, you don't think he didn't keep
tabs on his prime suspect?

Benny, I need you to trawl through
his browser history, all right?

Phone records, whatever.
What am I looking for exactly?

Well, whenever you get that feeling
you know something's not right

but you're not sure what it is,
look for that.

Call me when you've got something.
OK.

Mr Barnaby? DS Ripley.

Yeah, I remember.

Mrs Barnaby, I'm sorry.
I wonder if I might have a word?

OK.

So, what can I help you with?

Do you mind if I ask how it
happened?

How does anything happen?

You dredged it all up.
My mind was all over the place.

I was at sixes and sevens.

Did they tell you what
happens to the hand after they...

Cut it off?

Burn it, presumably.

They do.

Except I got to it first.

I know this must be
difficult to hear,

but currently your hand
is in our forensics lab.

So, Mr Barnaby, if there's anything
you need to tell me,

then now would be a good time.

Why would I have anything
to tell you?

I know you're scared.

My wife has MS. If she loses me,
she's lost everything.

She dies alone.
So "scared" doesn't come into it.

Do you understand that?

I really am very sorry.

Yeah, well, you carry on being
sorry, DS Ripley.

And if you and your ghouls find
anything, come and see me again.

Until then, why don't you piss off
and leave me alone?

Sorry. Just a thought.

My colleague. DCI Luther.

What about him?

Did he say anything to you?
Anything about what?

Did he...

suggest anything?

What suggestion?
What are you talking about?

Nothing.

Thanks for your time.

'I trawled Ronnie Holland's
phone records.

'Checked, double-checked,
cross-referenced.'

Gave myself a migraine. He called
his daughter in Canada once a week,

the odd call to a few friends.

'Then another number which
stuck out.'

What made you think that?

'The time of the calls.'

They were made after midnight.

And he does this four or five times
over a six-month period.

So who's he calling?

Winchford Care Home.

Ex-wife? Family?

'After midnight? Nah.'

So I checked to see who lived there.

'And?'

William Carney.

'Was he in the cold cases?'

Isn't he just?

William Carney. Born Billericay,
1948.

200 miles away and two years after
the last Creeper murder,

Carney was convicted of choking
Sandra Cho to death.

'She's a working girl in Liverpool.'

Did he serve his full time?

25 years. Every day of it.
Man's a born predator

and Ronnie Holland knew it.

Did you get hard?

She was a bit nice, wasn't she?

Good legs.

I'm looking for one
of your residents, William Carney?

He's a popular lad this morning.
Is he?

Paul Ellis? Who's that? Family?

I don't think so. I don't know.

When did he leave?
You just missed him.

Just now? Yeah.

Benny, listen, I need you to
check out a white male,

he's about 40 years old,
his name's Paul Ellis.

William Carney?

I'm DCI John Luther.

Ronnie Holland sends his regards.

Does he?

What from, the land beyond?

Why would you say that, sir?
Well, he stopped calling.

He used to like to call me, you
know, when he'd had a few.

He was a devil for it.

Do you mind
if I take a look at that phone?

I mean, if you like,
I could sit here and wait

for the warrant to be signed.

Her feet look lovely in that one,
don't they?

Do you see the arch of the instep?

That happens when they die, you see.

It... It sort of... bunches up, yes.

Paul Ellis.

Who is he?

Well, he's a fan, apparently.

Guv, I'm not comfortable with this.

Erin. You started this.

You got this ball rolling.

So now we have to control
the direction of its travel.

"The first principle is that you
must not fool yourself.

"And you are the easiest person
to fool.

"Richard Feynman. Meep! Meep!"

We should really get a shift on.

In a minute. I just...
want to get a feel... of the guy.

He underlines.

So?

We tend to underline observations
that confirm our view of the world.

Give me a day with those books, and
I'll serve him to you on a plate.

Well, give me a search warrant,
you can have it.

But where would be the fun in that?

Look at this.
What does this say about a man?

You know what?

I love this guy to bits.

'Hello! It's Mary. Leave a message.'

Er, hello, Mary. It's DCI John
Luther from last night.

Um, yeah, I, er, you know,
I just called to say hi.

And, um, yeah, cheers, then. Bye.

These are Cold Case files
pertaining to the

"Shoreditch Creeper" murders,
circa 1979 to 1983,

unsolved killings, which we believe
were committed by William Carney.

We believe that these crimes
were connected

to the subsequent murders
of Dani Lane, Craig Lane,

Emily Hammond and one of our own,
DCI Ronnie Holland.

The connection goes by the name
of Paul Ellis.

Now somewhere in these files there's
a link to him, direct or otherwise.

This thing with feet?

What's that about?

When I was a little boy...

I read a magazine article
about foot binding in China.

Do you know how it was done?

They'd swathe a young woman's feet
in strips of cloth,

bending the toes under the foot,
breaking the bones.

The way the women were forced to
walk

resulted in hypertrophy
of the hip muscles and the perineum.

It gave them very muscular vaginas.

'Not very shy to talk about it,
are you?'

Why should I be?

Well, there's this.

At the time of the murders,
you were a dustman.

They were on your route.

But you changed your pattern once
Ronnie had sniffed you out.

Yes, he did, didn't he?

No more breaking into houses.
No more middle-class women.

It was all working girls
from there on.

Well, if you can't get steak,
you have to settle for hamburger.

Never quite as satisfying, though.

Less tender cuts of meat.

How did you and Paul Ellis meet?
I mean, how did you get together?

You tell me. Oh, well...

how about this?
You spend 25 years in prison,

wanking into a sock,
thinking about the day you get out

and what you're going to do
to the girls that got away -

Dani and Emily,
from Crosswood Street.

But when the time actually
comes to it, well, look at you.

So, you look for someone else.

I think, you know, you go on
the internet, S&M sites.

Someone that wants to do
what you used to do.

Someone that was younger,
fitter, stronger.

Am I making you laugh?
What's going on?

You really have no idea,
at all, do you?

Well, then, tell me.

I didn't seek him out.

He came to me.

The boy is a pilgrim.

Sorry. What is it?
You want to see this.

What am I looking for?

Paul Ellis.

In 1984, you were convicted
of the murder of a Sandra Cho.

But before that...

Ronnie Holland liked you
for another murder -

the murder of April Saunders.

April was a prostitute working
out of a council flat in Camden.

The killer strangled her
with stockings,

bit her feet and stole her shoes.

April was arrested several times
and she used aliases.

April Edwards
and April Simmons in 1980.

But she was arrested twice
and used the alias of April Ellis.

Turns out,
Ellis was her maiden name.

Ellis, Saunders, whatever you want
to call her, April had a son,

aged twelve - Paul.

He was hiding in a wardrobe
when his mother was murdered.

He saw the whole thing.

Imagine that.

What that would do
to the mind of a young boy...

watching you murder his mother.

'We're on our way to his house now.'

What do you want? I'm
not your performing seal. I'm busy.

Luther paid a visit to Erin.

Apparently, he's worried
I might break your heart.

What did he say?

What did he say?
He knows something's wrong.

He's just still trying to
work out what.

Oh, holy crap, though.

How did you get on with Barnaby?

I spoke to him.
He looked at me like I was mad.

That hardly matters now. No? No.

Luther's sniffing around,
so we need to move quickly.

Meaning what, exactly?

You've got to make a full statement,
on the record, today.

Catalogue everything
Luther ever did.

Every lie he told,
every law he broke. Everything.

All right, then, I need a deal.

That can't happen, Justin.
It has to.

I'm not losing my job for anyone.

I want proper assurances -
and that means legal assurances -

or the deal's off.

This is, er...
Joy Harris. Divisional Surgeon.

You understand this is
a very sick man.

Sicker than you know.

Which means he's
under my duty of care.

He's fine. He's had his meds.
He's got oxygen.

But the stress of arrest
and interrogation... Are you joking?

The minute he becomes symptomatic,

I'm pulling him out of the
interrogation. How long have I got?

I got the remains
of the hand to forensics.

They reconstructed Barnaby's finger
well enough to get a match.

So, nick him, then.

How did you do it?

Hey, come on,
this little boy here, I mean,

he should really hate you.
You killed his mother.

You think she was a good mother?
I think she did her best.

She was a deranged slut.

Do you know why Paul
was in that wardrobe?

Because it wasn't voluntarily,
I can tell you that.

He spent a lot of time
in that cupboard.

Heard and saw
more than any young boy should.

It didn't take long
before he started creeping about,

breaking in, stealing shoes,
underwear, peeping into bathrooms.

And so he did what any
monster would do.

And what is that?

Hmm? Find his creator?!

Well, his first stop
was dear old Ronnie Holland.

Of course Ronnie remembers the
broken little boy with the dead
mummy...

so he takes pity on him.

He says, "I know who did this to
you. I know who did this, son."

So, Paul turns up at my doorstep,
so full of rage he can hardly speak.

Don't you keep trying that. Don't
you keep sucking on that thing.

I didn't make him what he is.
You're playing with me.

That was his mother's work.
Don't play with me.

"Your mother did it, Paul,
your mother did it."

All I did was shape the clay.

I'll turn that oxygen machine off,
I tell you now.

All I did was give him
a sense of purpose. Oh, yeah?

And how did you give him that? Hmm?

I explained how much fun it was,
you see, killing his mother.

How did you pick your next victims?
Tell me how you do that.

I like to think of it
as one for the road.

He's using his oxygen mask far too
often. He's under too much stress.

Who is she? She's lovely.

I can't wait for you to meet her.

Who is she?! Who?!

This interview is over!
'Where is she?!'

Oh, she should be home
round about now, I imagine.

Who is she?!
Step back, please. That's enough.

I know you like to win and you'll
have your win, but who is she?!

Feet like a princess.
Who? Tell me who she is. No!

Eve?

Hello?!

Hi, babe.

Yeah, I'm home already.

Oh, brilliant.

Erm, spag Bol... Yeah.

Did you speak to Ayesha?

Did she tell you what happened?
I know!

OK. All right,
see you in a minute. Bye.

Jodie, babes?

So I spoke to Ayesha... Jode?

Huh? I'm in the shower.
Do you need a wee?

No.

No, I'm all right.

Hey. Hi, babe.

God, I'm so tired.
I know, what a day.

Hey, I got loads of food,
and some wine, so...

OK, great, I'll start chopping
the onions. I'll be down in a sec.

Benny, get me the Winchford Nursing
Home personnel office now.

Couldn't stand it, could you?

Couldn't stand those pretty nurses
thinking you're some weak man.

But you're going to show them who
you really are, hmm? Nicely done.

But you may be a little late.

Get out of my sight.

Get him out of here.
Get him out of here now!

What, and you didn't even know?
Not even. Eugh!

Well, that's the thing.

You see quite a lot of dirty old
men.

You catch them glancing at your
boobs and stuff. Eugh! I know!

With this bloke, it was like he was
looking through your skin.

Just popping to the loo.

Jode?

So, what time's Ayesha home?
Half an hour ago.

Do you think she's stopped
off to see whatshisname? Steve?

No, not Steve.
No, the weird-looking one.

What weird-looking one?

You know, the one that looks like...
Who is it? Paul Daniels.

Jamal? Jamal does not
look like Paul Daniels. Jamal's fit!

I dunno about fit.
I wouldn't give him a "fit".

Did you actually hear that?

Ayesha? Are you home?

You can't be serious. What...
Ayesha?

Ayesha. Babes, what are you doing?
It's not like there's actually

anyone there. Well,
it's just a... thing. What?

The house settling.

Hello?

Hello?!

So not funny!

Evie... stop it!

You're in big trouble!

Argh!

Hello?

It's Paul, isn't it?
Paul, you don't have to do this.

Please. We won't say anything.
We won't tell anyone.

Hello?!

Anyone home?

I hope you don't mind, Paul,
but I gave Ayesha a call,

asked if I could sneak up
here with her. Hmm?

Well, go on... Say something.

Argh!

Hey, stay down there.

All clear.

Mr Carney?

I've got a message for you.

Dickhead.

'Ken Barnaby, I'm arresting
you for the murder of Jared Cass.

'You do not have to say anything,

'but it may harm your defence
if you fail to mention,

'when questioned, something that you
will later rely on in court.'

Hi, Ronnie.

'DCI Luther. Leave a message.'

Hi. It's me. Mary.
It's Mary Day, from last night.

So, we seem to be crossing
messages. Um... Anyway. Cool.

Speak soon.

Or not.

So...

you ready?

Yeah.

I'm ready.

This is what you wanted.

You called him a dickhead.

'And that's what he is.'

Yeah, well,
you won't hear me denying it.

Benny, that phone
I asked you to trace? Anything?

Yeah, it's been on the move a lot,

but it's made three long
stops at Lasseter Avenue in Stepney.

'Oh, yeah?'

What do we know
about Lasseter Avenue in Stepney?

You started working with
DCI John Luther in January 2009.

Is that correct?

That's right.

And what was the first
investigation you both worked on?

A home invasion, murder.

Suspect's name was Alice Morgan.

I'll see to it.

Uh-uh-uh. What are you doing, John?

It's DCI Luther, actually.

All right, girls?!

Well, well, well.
This is where it all goes down.

Secret Squirrel Central Station!

Hello.

Hello, John.

Do yourself a favour, mate.

Get out of here. Or what?

John... Shut up, Mr Ripley.

You might just spoil my good mood.

So, has my operation got
a secret name,

like a code name or something? Hmm?

No? It's not very covert, is it?

Do you remember that show
This is Your Life?

It's like the Big Red Book...

except all these people are dead.

Well, most of them.

Don't make it any worse
for yourself, John.
Who are you, exactly?

Me?

DSU George Stark.

I'll tell you what, George,

you're a big man...

and I'm tired,

but if we are going to take lumps
out of each other,

they won't be the first one
I've had tonight.

But someone's going to have to find
out - your boss, my boss -

and then they'll ask why, how,
I just walked in on your operation.

And how I walked out of here with

all the evidence
you've got against me.

What's that going to do
to your reputation, eh?

Now, you can continue if you want.

Chase me down.

But if you take me down,

I'll take you down even faster
and even harder.

'You started working with
DCI John Luther in January 2009.

'Is that correct? That's right.

'And what was the first
investigation you both worked on?

'A home invasion, murder.
Suspect's name was Alice Morgan.

'She was the daughter
of the victims.

'Do you want me to go through every
case we worked?' Course they do.

'I know it will take a while, but...
Yeah. That's why I want to get

'the big stuff on record,
while my mind's clear.

'OK, that's why we're here.'

'Right.

'I just want to say, for the record,

'that, in my experience, DCI Luther
is an outstanding police officer.

'I'm honoured to have
worked at his side

'and I consider this investigation
to be little more

'than a fishing expedition
and a witch-hunt.

'While, arguably, I've seen
him cut procedural corners,

'DCI Luther has never,
to my knowledge, broken any laws,

'either in pursuit
of his duty or otherwise.

'I've been honoured
to work with him.'

Justin.

Sorry, what time do you call this?

I'm sorry. Did we, erm...?

No. I'm sorry. It's a joke.
Kind of. A bad joke.

It's just, I tried to call,
you know, you tried to call,

then I tried to call and...

Look, I'm... OK, so last night...

it was...
I don't know what it was.

Erm... but it was... it was...

Yeah, it was...

Yeah.

And I don't want to play games,
you know. I'm too old for that.

I'm not like, well, old old,
but I'm too old for that.

I'm not a game player.

Good. Cos neither am I.

Should we just stop talking?

OK.

Let's stop talking.

Subtitles by MemoryOnSmells
http://UKsubtitles.ru.

Don't move!

Hello, Mary.

I think you should stay
away from me.