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'There are certain things in life

'that nothing prepares you for
or hardens you to.

'And that's how it should be.

'Because if you become inured
to those horrors, your soul dies.

'But this knowledge makes
bearing witness to them

'beyond fucking tortuous.'

I'm sorry.

I need to speak to your mum.

Mum? Mum, the police are here.

What is it?

'Is it her?'

It's Britney.

I'm so sorry.

You told me you'd find her!
You fucking promised!

You're liars.

You're all fucking...

..liars.

I'm so sorry.

'I'm so sorry, Angela.'

It was him, wasn't it?

It was him, it was her grandad.
No, no, he didn't kill her.

He was at the hospital.
He couldnae have done it.

Erm... An officer will accompany you
when you identify the body.

I want him to suffer.

Don't you worry, Angela.
He's going to suffer.

That monster will wish
he was never created.

Mr Gulliver, absolutely delighted
you could join us this morning.

I'm delighted to be here.
Really looking forward to it.

Please, if you just look this way?

Thank you.
Right, shall we do this?

'Ladies and gentlemen...'
Thank you.

'..a big round of applause
for Mr Richie Gulliver.'

When you break the bonds
of a family, you have problems.

Now, take that young girl
who vanished recently,

not a mile from here.

Britney Hamil.

She was 13 years old,
ladies and gentlemen.

And she came from a broken family.
God bless her.

It's a cautionary tale.

Do not break up the most
successful family in modern times,

or you will have problems.

We are an island family
living in a full house.

No room for mongrel interlopers.

We are stronger as a union with
England, Northern Ireland and Wales.

A united family.

A United Kingdom.

We're ready for you now.

Long time no see, Lennox.
How are you keeping?

I'm sorry, sweetheart.

She's not been dead
more than ten hours.

She was strangled, probably
as she was drugged and raped.

A condom was used. No sperm.

She'd spent a considerable amount
of time restrained.

Tape marks
on her wrists and ankles,

nothing deviating
from a standard rape-homicide.

I'm gonna check out
Cornell's employer, eh?

I'll keep trying to track
into his transactions.

Er, I found these in her mouth,
between her teeth.

Not sure it's from a gag.

Just as likely she tried to
bite him in resistance,

then bit into a garment
he was wearing.

Find that shit.
Work this case.

Find that shit. Work this case.

Yes to an independent Scotland?

Er... pint of lager
and a... whiskey, please.

Yes, mate.

Ernie Winchester. 1968 to 1972.

47 appearances
and six goals for Hearts.

Way past his Aberdeen best
by the time he came to Tynecastle.

Ernie Winchester. 1968 to 1972.

47 appearances
and six goals for Hearts.

Way past his Aberdeen best
by the time he came to Tynecastle.

'Gentlemen, at 7am this morning,
a body was discovered

'at the National Monument
in Calton Hill.'

The body has been identified
as that of missing schoolgirl

13-year-old Britney Hamil.

'We are treating the death
as suspicious,

'and we are launching
a murder inquiry.'

We're now asking
the public to help us.

'Anyone with information relating
to Britney's disappearance

'should come forward.

'Our team will be working tirelessly
to bring the killer to justice.'

'Thank you.'

Hey.

Hi. Just seen about the little girl.

It's... It's awful.

'Between her and the French couple,
what's happening to this place?'

I've...

I've... I've failed her, fucked up.

What? It's not your fault.
'It's my fault.'

You OK?

I found... I found her.
I had to go and tell her mother.

Oh, Jesus, Ray.

'Where are you?
Shall I come and meet you?'

No. I'm, er...

I'm at work. I've got to go, hey?

'OK. I love you.'

No. No, I...

Take a seat. Mr McClelland
will be with you shortly.

I see. Yeah.

Look, the thing is, we cannot
divulge personal information

about employees to the press.

Yes. Well, er, you have to put in
a written request.

To me, Baxter McClelland.

You must be
Detective Inspector Lennox. I'm...

Baxter McClelland?

Graham Cornell?

Oh, still not due back
from holiday for another week.

Yeah, I know.
Any idea where he went?

Graham's a quiet sort.

It's like pulling teeth, getting
anything out of him sometimes.

Oh, yeah?
Not in a bad way.

It's just, you know,
he's not exactly gregarious.

Karen?
Detective Inspector Lennox here

needs to find out
where Graham's gone on holiday.

Huh? I dunno. He went on a
sightseeing thing to Rome last year.

He's a bit of a secret squirrel.

How do you mean?
Just keeps his self to his self.

Er, I can email you his work diary
if that helps?

Yeah, thanks.

There's a few references to an "RG".
Friday lunch, Tuesday lunch...

Did Graham ever mention
an "RG" to you?

No.

Probably best we head to his flat
in New Haven.

He lives alone,
but a neighbour might have a key.

No, no, no. It's all right. It's
all right. I've got it from here.

Of course.
Just want to help in any way I can.

That's, er...
That's fascinating, eh?

What's that?
Police work.

I'm a budding crime novelist.

I've just finished another draft
of my debut novel.

They Paid In Blood.
I was wondering, er...

..would you mind giving it
the once-over?

I strive for authenticity and...

Nothing authentic about police work.
Kind of mirrors life.

Lots of complexity and confusion.

Oh. All right.

But yeah, yeah.

Email it over with Cornell's diary.

Oh, that's great, thanks.
I'll just email it now. Erm...

Ray?

Those fibres that were...

The fibres that were in
Britney's mouth, we checked it out.

They're the same sort they have
on the hoods of parkas.

We're looking into the brand.
How was Angela at the ID?

Yeah, it was hell,
but she got through it.

Robert Ellis again.

Robert Ellis is the Confectioner.
Confectioner got Britney.

It's the same MO. It's his
signature. He's still out there.

And that could be Cornell?

Maybe. Let's go and check his flat.

Forensics are on their way there
now. I mean, the only thing

we've got on Cornell
is circumstantial.

We need some proper evidence.

No recent calls recorded
on his phone and no transactions,

on his card for the last four days.

At pains to leave no trace. Dodgy.

Get Jill to find out
where Cornell was

when Stacy and Nuala
were murdered, eh? Sure.

Ray. To what do I owe the pleasure?

Three guesses.

'Listen, mate,
you wanna sack that job off.'

Come down here and join me
in the security industry.

'Sunshine and sea, I'm telling you.'

Ray. Come on. Do yourself a favour.

'You've served your time, mate.'
Some day. Maybe.

Listen, the Andrews
and Ernshaw murders -

the killer has the same MO
as a case of a wee girl I'm on.

It's the same guy, George.

'Confectioner's still out there.'
Oh.

The, er... Britney Hamil girl, yeah?
'Yeah.'

And was she raped?
'Yeah.'

Tape marks on the neck?
'Yeah.'

Kept for two days?

Yeah.
'And placed somewhere in public...'

For us to find.

Yeah.
'Yeah, well, always thought

'that he'd come back, didn't we?
You know my take on it, Ray.'

I told them. I told everyone
until I was blue in the face.

There's no way that Ellis
committed any of those murders.

I'm convinced of it, George.
Convinced of it.

There's no chance
that Ellis was the Confectioner.

'But if you decide to go
down this road...'

you're gonna have to decide
if it's worth it for you. You know?

'Personally.'

Got to go, George.

'Thanks.'
Yeah.

Yeah.

Anything?

Graham Cornell has a lovely
collection of homoerotic art,

for a start.
What else have we got?

Apparently not much.

There's only one set of prints
anywhere, and these.

They don't open anything in here.

This guy was tidy
to the point of anal.

No pun intended.

Hi. How can I help?

I know who killed Britney Hamil.

And Claire Gorman. And Hazel Lloyd.

She's gone,
and I know where she's buried.

It was me.

I did it.

I killed them all.

Is that him?

Of course it is, look at him.
Fucking French.

Fuck sake.

Hello.
Mr LeBlanc?

Louis, please. Hello.
You must be Monsieur Roberto, yes?

Yes, yes. This is DS Dougie...
Douglas Gillman.

All right?
Enchante, enchante.

How was Eurostar?

My preferred way of travel,
the train.

I get the time for reading the notes
and thinking the thoughts. Perfect.

Time.
Yeah.

Well, we'll take you to the hotel
and then on to the crime scene, yes?

D'accord. Lead the way.

Yes?

Yes!

We have a confession.
Huh?

What, Lennox come through
with that civil-service guy?

No. Not the Cornell guy.

Someone walked in, put their hand up
for Britney and for Claire Gorman.

Er, it's another case.
Bloody fine result.

Congratulations.
Hee-hee!

Sweet. Sweet!

You're admitting
that you killed Britney Hamil.

Aye. Britney Hamil.

What's all this?
This? The piece of feral shit,

Gary Franklin, has confessed
to taking Britney and killing her.

And Claire Gorman,
and another missing girl.

He's buried her in woodland
out in Perthshire.

Hazel Lloyd.

His only previous is petty theft.

He was at school with the lassie.
Says he tried to have sex with her.

Couldn't manage. He killed her
by accident after she taunted him.

His first kill.

Gary, Claire Gorman,
take us back to the start.

When did this happen?

Claire Gorman, hmm.

She was my first. But there's more.

Let's put all these
connections together.

Loads more.

'OK. Go on.'
'Hazel was so...'

Boss. The Gorman murder
was ten years ago.

Gary Franklin would have been,
what, barely 16?

Never interrupt a canary
when it wants to sing.

Where was he when Britney was taken?

How did he snatch her?
Has he shown us the van?

He'll tell us everything.
He's obsessed with Hazel Lloyd.

He wants to get that
off his chest first.

Obsessed full stop. It's textbook
serial killer trainspotting.

So I went for a walk with Claire...
'He gets off on the details.'

She'd been cock-teasing me
for ages, eh?

She'd already keyed her hole
to do boys in her year.

'So she was getting it
one way or another.'

Let me in there with him, boss.

No. We're gonna bang this guy up
for Britney.

You eliminate a tie-in
with the French murder,

because the public are spooked
with this serial killer stuff.

'She was teasing me...'

I'm going to update
the police committee.

'She was asking...'

Then I'm going to Perth
to find Hazel Lloyd's body.

'Do you have any exact dates
for this here, Gary?'

I think he knows a lot
about these cases.

I don't believe he killed Britney,

but this has obviously got you...
Ray?

DI Lennox entering the room.
DC McCorkle leaving the room.

I'm trying to work out your
connection with these three girls.

Why those three?

Well, Claire was the one
I wanted to be with.

And you know what happened there.

The other two, you get a taste
for it, eh? You cannae stop.

Right. Well, let's talk about
Claire. Must have been hard,

getting her in your car
with those high heels on, eh?

Well... Where there's a will,
there's a way.

So, Claire wouldnae get your hole.
Well, fair enough.

I understand that. You're a man
of passions, and sometimes, lasses,

they just didnae get that. They go
for the shallow, smarmy creep, eh?

I'm fascinated
by how you managed to get Britney

into the back of your
black Toyota Prius.

I'll tell you all about that.
I'm not talking about her right now.

What did you use to tie her up?

I, erm...
These are important details, Gary.

The beasts will want to know.
Beasts?

See, this, this probably seems like
a smart move.

You're thinking all the true crime
groupies will be lining up

for conjugal visits.
That's not what...

You're forgetting one thing.
The beasts wing.

You will be surrounded by

the monsters that you pretend
to be one of. But, oh, for sure,

the conjugal visits
will be abundant,

but they wouldnae be from
the lost women that see themselves

as saviours of violent men.

And this cock of yours? Hoo!

Prized by these monsters, mate.
Even more than your arsehole,

because that's what they want -
to exonerate themselves

by claiming this trophy
that defiled those girls.

Do you want to go there, Gary?
Because it doesnae matter to us.

It won't matter to the monsters.

Do you want to fucking go there?!
No, no!

Do you want to fucking go there?
I didnae touch them!

I didn't do anything.
I swear, I didn't.

Claire was wearing trainers,
you daft fucking twat.

I didnae do anything! I didn't!
I didnae do anything.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry I did it.

Jesus Christ, Ray.
Bob's gonna be so pissed off.

Well, he might just have to get over
his fucking aversion to police work.

Do you really think
we're chasing Confectioner?

Yeah. Told us too. He's just
shitting it about the politics.

And that Cornell's Confectioner?

There's only two ways
that we can know.

One, by finding Cornell. Two, by
eliminating all the other suspects.

Well?

You saved me freezing
my bollocks off in Perthshire.

But I fucked up, Bob.

There was a chain of command,
and I broke it.

I undermined you, and I'm sorry.

Even steal my fucking lines!

Alex Ferguson used to manage
Eric Cantona

differently to his other players.

Be my Eric Cantona.
Don't be my Beckham.

Do not be my fucking Jaap Stam.

Now, lay it all out for me...
as you see it.

Er... Well, we're looking
for Graham Cornell.

Still no sign. It's hard to vanish
like that these days

without any help, but could Cornell
be the Confectioner?

Cos I don't think Ellis is.

You will prioritise
suspects that we have.

Loughran. Cornell.

Instead of trying to overturn
a previous conviction.

Or you are done here. End of.

You got it?

Patrol are saying
Tommy Loughran's back home.

Go.

Providence.
I didn't know you believed in God.

I don't. But there's one thing
those Bible bashers have got right.

What's that?

We're those just fighting
against flesh and blood.

We're fighting against evil.

These beasts suck the life
out of their victims.

They're fucking vampires.

Hello, Tommy.
You took your time.

I never took any bairn.
Didn't say you had.

Did you hear me ask
if he'd abducted anyone?

Nope.
I asked where you were

eight forty-five
on Thursday morning.

I listen to the radio.
I know why you're here.

Sit down. I'm getting a crick
looking up at you.

We're interviewing you as
a potential witness, not a suspect.

Did you see this girl
when you left the house?

We tend to keep ourselves
to ourselves, eh, Percy boy?

Maybe you saw something now,
did you?

What's that, Percy boy?
You never saw a van?

Or a wee lassie?

You were too busy
sniffing lamp posts.

It's all I can do
to walk 50 yards down the street

to let Percy have a pish.

While I concentrate on when I might
cease to draw another breath.

Asbestosis.

I... I saw something.

I saw a wee lassie.
On her way to school.

In a bright red blazer.
Girl has a wee smile.

'She was walking past a van.

'Then she just... disappeared.

'Kiddies being snatched up
off the street in broad daylight.

'It's not something you see
every day.'

Did you see a man in the van?
No. Couldn't really see anything.

I heard the side door open.
It must have been behind it.

You're not long out of uniform
by the look of it, aye?

What's that supposed to mean?

I can see you in that black uniform,
a nice wee blouse.

Hair tied up.

Your hair tied up
in a nice wee bun, eh?

Or a ponytail, eh?

No, I don't think I did.

DS Drummond... you seem to have
inadvertently stood on

Mr Loughran's oxygen tube.

Oh. Have I?

Clumsy.

If you could just jot your
phone number down here, Tommy, eh?

You've been very helpful, mate.

You'll have to shout it out to me.
The disc on Percy's collar.

0-7-7-0-0-9-0-0-6-2-4.

Thanks, Tommy.

I, er... I have to apologise.

That was very unprofessional.

It was indeed, DS Drummond.

But it was fucking brilliant.
Bet it felt good, eh?

Aye, it did.

And we struck gold.
How's that?

Well, the yellow paper
found where Britney went missing.

Loughran had a ream of it.
That's stretching it a bit, no?

Besides, look at him.
He's hardly got the energy.

Could be part of a ring.
Wolves often hunt in packs.

OK. Got the intel to back it up?
Connections?

Sure we will have. He's been
caught with material in the past.

I'll go through the files.
Better you than me.

No amount of training prepares you
for child porn, hey?

No such fucking thing as child porn.
It's abuse.

Yeah. I'm sorry, I didn't know.
No, no, it's OK. I'm sorry.

It's the sounds that kill me.
I can't get them out my head.

Yeah, me neither.

Someone's got to bear witness
to pure evil, though, eh?

Are you sure that paper was yellow?

The... What the fuck?

What the hell, Ray?

It was yellow.

I could have sworn it was...
It was yellow. I mean...

The lighting was low. You might...
Fuck sake.

Easy mistake.

Aye. Should get myself
to Specsavers, eh?

Don't mention this to the others.

Pull over. Pull over.

That for Graham Cornell?
Er, aye.

That's a different address
on the package.

It's been redirected.
Happens all the time.

Whoa, come on.
It's OK, mate.

Sex toys. Bondage.

Kinky bastard.
Each to their own, eh?

Let's go see
what we can find out there.

Enjoy.

Boss.

'Fucking press
have my nuts in a sling.'

Not called that nowadays.
'Hey?'

Not the fucking press nowadays.
It's the fucking media.

'Oh, don't act
a fucking wideo cunt with me, Ray.

'Find Cornell!

'Erm, is Amanda with you?
You got me on speakerphone?'

Yes to both, boss.
'Er, pardon the French.'

Why is he getting mail redirected
from a flat two miles away?

Maybe it's an office,
business address?

Ray. Ray, we don't have a warrant.

A full forensic team should be here.

You stole those
from Cornell's flat.

You are gonna fuck up
our entire investigation,

going rogue like this.

By the time we've fannied around
with all that crap,

the trail's gone cold.

Hello?

Why would he live in that flat
if he's got this one?

Check who owns it.

What is this place?

It's like something out of
the Spanish inquisition.

Jesus.
Won't find him in here.

What's that smell?

What?
Whiff of sulphur.

Devil himself.

Forensics will have
a field day in here.

Wouldn't want to be
on the receiving end of that.

See this?

Britney?

'How delightful is the imagination.

'Nothing resists us.

'It means that every crime is ours,

'and we employ them all and
multiply the horror a hundredfold.'

Marquis de Sade, he's the freak
that all this shite is named after.

You've read his books?
You'd be surprised.

Surprised that you read
an 18th-century French philosopher?

Or how depraved he was?

His books are not really about sex.
They're more about power.

Raw power.
Yeah?

Totally. I mean, that's
what makes them so terrifying.

"To Daddy RG.
Thank you for teaching me."

We had a...
a suspect in custody earlier today,

but he's no longer a, erm...
a person of interest.

We are pursuing, erm...

..other avenues,
a-and I remain confident.

Can I just say that,
as distressing as this case is,

I have full confidence
in Chief Superintendent Toal

and his amazing officers.

Let them do their jobs.

I thought you didn't drink.

Sometimes, it affords clarity
amidst the confusion.

Let's go through Cornell again.

So, he befriends Angela.
Learns the girl's movements.

Takes time off work, disappears
around the same time as Britney.

It's all circumstantial.
For now, yeah.

So, Cornell doesnae start
at the civil service

until after the murders
of Stacy and Nuala.

We looked into him,

as to how Graham Cornell could have
killed Stacy or Nuala.

He was a VSO in Ghana
on those timelines.

So it's unlikely he's Confectioner.

It doesn't mean he's not responsible
for Britney Hamil, though, eh?

Appreciate you indulging me
and looking into it, eh?

You're welcome, Ray, but,
at the risk of sounding like Bob...

..let's focus
on this fucking case, eh?

Sorry, keep jumping ahead. Or back.

Normally hooch or snatch.
All right, sweetheart?

What's up?
All right, darlin'?

Oh, Raymond.

You must join us.
We've booked a table.

So, I've made it my task
to civilise Douglas Gillman.

The surrounding is beautiful,
of course,

but I'm for needing your help here.

Worthy of difficult tasks, Louis.

I'd love to help,
but I do have somewhere to be.

Oh, that's too bad. Perhaps
the lovely Amanda will join us?

Erm... No. Unfortunately,
I need to be making tracks as well.

You bevvying again, Lenny? One-way
ticket to the park bench, that.

Kick you off it first, mate, eh?

Wonder what the story there is.
Oh, they're partners.

And very professional.
It's innocent, I'm sure.

Aye, maybe. But Lennox likes to make
out that he's Mr Nice Guy.

But when he smells nonce,
he plays dirty.

And when he plays dirty,
anything goes.

God.

'Grant me the serenity to accept
the things I cannot change,

'the courage to change
the things I can.'

Shite. It's all fucking shite.

So, how is Rod?
No.

OK.

Edinburgh Merchant schoolboy
that does not know

what his fingers and his tongue
are for. He was like...

Yes. Yeah, he needs
a road map in bed.

Oh, I'm so sorry.
No. But between you and me, OK,

between you and me... I've met
somebody a bit more exciting.

Oh, right, OK.
And does exciting mean married?

Yes. OK. It does. Mm-hm.
Estelle!

You've got to keep that
on the down-low. You've got to.

Of course.
OK.

What's, erm... What's his name?
Ray.

Ray. That was it.
Yeah. Yeah, he's good. He's good.

I'm a bit worried about him
at the moment.

He's under a ton of stress at work,
but...

Oh, shit.
What?

That is our senior project director,
Mr Mount McKendrick.

And that is not his wife.

Lucky woman.

Look, there's just some things,
as head of HR,

you don't want to know about, OK?

David Bowman came through
at the start of the '80s,

along with other young talents,
like Westwater and Mackay.

A combative midfielder.

Sold him to Coventry
after 116 appearances.

Played 40 games for them,
before moving to Dundee United,

where he probably enjoyed his best
years winning six Scotland Cups.

David Bowman came through
at the start of the '80s,

along with other young talents
like Westwater and Mackay.

A combative midfielder.

Sold him to Coventry
after 116 appearances.

Played 116... 116 games for them.

40 games for them,
before moving to Dundee United,

where he probably enjoyed his best
years winning six Scotland Cups.

Are you ready, Angela?
You'll be absolutely fine.

Where have you been?

Listen, tread carefully
at this press conference, Ray.

Oh!

OK.

Oh, as if. As if!

Yeah.
Well played, well played.

You and Estelle are good friends.

We'll all be working
very closely together.

How do you feel about that?
Yeah.

It's a really strong
management team.

I'm excited to work with everyone.
Good.

Of course, there's some
treacherous waters to navigate,

but I'd be more than happy
to help you through them.

Thank you. It's really appreciated.

On that note,
we should get dinner sometime.

Yeah, I do tend
to only go for dinner

with people who are my boyfriend,
though, so...

Of course.

Lucky guy.

Yeah, we're both very lucky.

Er, great. Thank you again.

It was a great game.
Well played.

That S&M den. It's owned by
a company, East Lowden Properties.

It's, erm... no sub-letter.
And there's only one director -

Richie Gulliver.

Find out where he is right now.
Yeah.

Found the owner of the S&M den.
Ritchie Gulliver.

My name is Ritchie,
and I am a drug addict.

Good morning, everybody.
Thank you for coming.

We'd like to begin
the press conference

with Detective Chief
Superintendent Bob Toal.

The investigation to find
Britney Hamil's killer is ongoing.

This case has affected us all.

When that monster...
took my bairn away...

..he took my heart away.

Every gulp of air I breathe
will never taste the same again.

He's taken a huge part of my life...

..and her big sister's life.

The kiddies at school
are having nightmares.

He's devastated a community, and...
it can't happen to anybody else.

So...

..if you know anything,

please, tell the police.

'We have to catch
this man.'

'Tragic thing is,
the killer isnae a stranger.

He might be a relative. He might be
a parent. He might be a lover.

It's somebody that we know
in this community.

And if anybody knows of anyone
who's behaving out of the ordinary,

please, contact the police.

Nobody presents as the monster
that they are,

and they only become apparent when
we find out what they've been doing.

Let me say this... to the killer.

If you're out there watching this,

there's something
that you want from us.

What I would beg for you to do now
is to turn yourself in

so that we can find out
what this is together.

Innocent people shouldnae die
because of your pain and torment.

The way you see it
is you have motivations

for doing what you're doing.

The twisted gratification
of murder?

We can't understand you.
You need to make us understand.

Let us help. Work with us.

Because know this -
I will hunt you down,

and I will find you.

Thanks, er, DS Lennox.

This, er...
This case is obviously, er...

It's obviously very, er...
very distressing,

but the public can rest assured that
we are leaving no stone unturned

in order to apprehend the
perpetrator of this heinous crime.

If I could crave your indulgence,
ladies and gentlemen.

The Newtown Affiliates were
formed... Can you believe it?

..ten years ago,
to facilitate communication

between the great and the good
of our business

and political communities.

'People say it's all about greed
and self-interest.

'But history has shown us that greed
and self-interest are the engines

'that drive our civilization.'

Nothing can stop us.

So here's to us, and here's to
a united, prosperous Great Britain.

Hear, hear!

What's this? Ray?

DI Lennox, Lothian Police.
Serious Crime.

Richie Gulliver,
I'm arresting you in connection

with the murder of Britney Hamil.

You're not obliged
to say anything...

Is this a practical joke?

Anything you do say will be noted
and may be used in evidence.

Oh, you're not...
You're not gonna cuff me, are...?

I think you'll find there's been
a terrible misunderstanding.

'There's satisfaction in
stripping some absolute bastard

'who thinks they're beyond the laws
the rest are compelled to obey

'of their deluded arrogance.'

Enjoy your lunch.

'This sweet taste
is too often denied us.

'So just savour.'

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