Original subtitles

We've been sent a leg.

- A human leg. - Hello?

(Robin) Whose leg did you think it was?

(Strike) It might be a girl called Brittany Brockbank.

Do you still think it's one of those three men?

(Strike) Whittaker got away with murder twice.

Laing charmed everyone while he kept his wife terrified.

Brockbank was a child rapist who managed

to convince everyone that he was the injured party.

Careful exiting the hotel. We were followed last night.

- Are you having an affair? - Robs, please, I haven't even..

(Eric) We just found the young woman's body

in a building in Whitechapel High Street.

(Rochelle) 'We found it was you that invited her there.'

You've never met her? Kelsey Platt.

[theme song]

* You and me *

* Me and you *

* Somehow we make it through *

* I may be gone *

* I may be far away *

* But I'll walk beside you *

* Every step of the way *

* When you're used bruised *

* Black and blue *

* Don't think about it *

* Never doubt it *

* I'll walk beside you **

[reporters clamoring]

(Rochelle) 'Let's start with the photograph.'

Sent to the papers by a concerned friend.

Is that right?

Pedophile and murder suspect.

It's not a popular spot on the Venn diagram.

Do you think the photo's doctored?

No. Excuse me, is this seat taken?

- No. - Thanks.

Simple as that.

If you're trying to make me look dodgy

at some point, I'll look up at the same moment

you're looking at me.

'The photo taken in that split second'

will make it look like we're havin' a conversation.

You find the person who took that photograph

you'll have Kelsey's killer.

And it's probably someone she trusted.

What else?

That girl's wearing a vest top, so it was warm weather.

Probably taken at least five months ago.

And she's reading a magazine.

If the papers were sent a hi-res image

that will help you date it. Anything else?

Kelsey's holding a bottle of water.

Who goes to a coffee shop to sit and drink water?

I'd skew toward saying she came specifically

to sit next to me rather than to enjoy

a freshly prepared caffeinated beverage.

You seem annoyed.

Have you found the three men I told Wardle about?

I can't discuss that with you.

Because it's now a part of a murder investigation.

Exactly.

I don't care, I'll pay the fine.

I have asthma.

Sorry.

[sighs]

(Strike) Do we have a printout of Donald Laing's fundraising page?

(Robin on phone) 'Uh, yeah, somewhere. Where are you?'

I just had a social down at the station.

- 'Right. Do they have a lead?' - Yes, me.

So we'd better get a move on.

Just coming up now.

(Strike) 'This is the Strata building, Elephant and Castle.'

We can use this to work out what block he lived in.

There's no guarantee he's still there.

Great.

I called Brockbank last night.

He suggested meeting in Shoreditch

but then he hung up on me.

Well, you know, he has a history of bouncing around strip clubs.

I thought that'd be a good place to start.

I think he's living with a little girl.

Okay.

'Head down to Elephant and Castle.'

'If you see Laing, keep your distance.'

No walking after dark, keep on the busy routes.

Yes, I have done counter-surveillance.

If it was up to me, you'd stay in Yorkshire till he's caught.

He addressed the leg to you. He followed you.

That's the pattern we have so far.

I know, and I will be careful.

'Right. So, you're checking out Laing.'

I'll look for Brockbank.

[instrumental music]

(Strike) 'Do you know this guy?'

No, I don't think so, mate. Sorry.

[music continues]

Have you been here before, darling?

No.

- You know what this is? - Yeah, I think so.

You wanna dance, private dance with me?

I'm looking for a friend.

I'll be your friend.

Not that kind of friend, sadly.

Perhaps you know my friend. Noel Brockbank.

- He owes me some money. - Des fired him.

You're no use as a bouncer

if you have a fit and piss yourself.

Would anyone here have his address?

I think he lives with Alyssa.

'She's got the worst taste in men.'

- She was one of the dancers? - Mm-hmm.

(female #1) Des fired her as well.

There's some council flat over in Bow.

She bitches about it

but she likes the nursery her kids are in, so..

[sighs]

Could you introduce me to Des?

Thanks for the drink, darling, but I reckon you're trouble.

Normally, I like trouble.

[cell phone vibrates]

What is it? What's wrong?

(Robin on phone) 'Uh, nothing, I'm fine.'

I found Laing's block.

It could be one of a hundred flats, but..

Well, make sure you're home before sunset.

- 'How are the strip clubs?' - Expensive.

[chuckles]

'Look, put yourself in a cab now. I can't--'

Cormoran, you have to stop treating me

like I'm part of the problem.

'I'm having dinner with my mum tonight around the corner'

'from work, so I will be perfectly safe.'

Right.

Matt shouldn't have called you.

I'm glad he did.

Well, I'm not stopping doing this job. Not for anyone.

Whatever you do, you'll always have mine and your dad's

full support, but, Robin, I do think it's time

to make a decision. The wedding day's nearly here.

[sighs]

[knocks]

You seen this guy? Donald Laing?

No.

Thank you.

[knocking on door]

- Hello. - Hello.

- Do you know this guy? - No.

Would you like to come back to Masham for a bit?

- Be a bit looked after. - No.

Sorry.

I didn't, I didn't mean it like that. I just, um..

[inhales]

I worry I'd f..

I, I worry I'd feel like I did before.

Like I was...shutting out the world, and..

...I want to stay in it.

Is that the famous Cormoran Strike?

- Donny Laing. - You're here to see me?

Not on license or anything?

I'm a private investigator now.

Oh, dear.

Well, what are you here for then?

I recently spoke to a woman in Corby.

- Not Lorraine, was it? - That's right.

I never hurt her, you understand?

Lesson learned first fuckin' time.

Did you steal her jewelry?

You've come to find..

That was years ago.

Well, it had sentimental value.

Well, tell her I'm sorry

but her stuff's long gone.

It's the truth. I don't feel good about it.

I'll pass that back to her.

What, is that it from you?

Yeah.

Fine private investigator you turned out.

Trackin' down old bits of tar.

That's 500 pounds.

It can be the deposit on renting a flat of your own

or it can be a pair of really beautiful wedding shoes.

[intense music]

Cormoran?

Thanks.

I, uh, came back for some files and you were..

[sighs]

Look, I've, um, been given some money.

'Oh, it's only 500 quid'

but if we don't pay the bills

we won't be able to work here anymore.

Someone's trying to destroy me.

I think I make a fairly poor prospect for investment.

Under the circumstances

you're better off putting it on a horse.

Uh, I'm better off here.

Let me do this for us.

[sighs]

- Shit! - What?

- Slept through a date. - Oh.

- Who's the lucky girl? - Swedish, pretty.

Doesn't give a fuck.

Sounds perfect.

I should go to bed.

'Thanks for Donald Laing, by the way.'

'But it's a dead end.'

'Guy's even more crippled than I am.'

I really don't like you being out after dark.

- Take a cab. - Sure.

'Night.'

Night.

(Robin) 'What's all this?'

Uh, I made that Nigel Slater salmon thing you like.

Thanks.

I ate with mum.

- How is she? - She's fine.

'Good.'

'Look, I've got something I need to say to you.'

What I did was unforgivable.

I was 21.

I was in so much pain.

I was incredibly lonely, and I made a mistake.

You are the love of my life..

...and I want to marry you.

More than anything, that's what I want.

But that's for you to decide, so..

...I'm askin' you again.

And if you say no, I'll accept it

and I'll leave the flat in the mornin'.

[crowd cheering]

I love him, darling.

One day, you'll feel like that about somebody.

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

Went for the knife, very good.

'I'm just checking the locks.'

And see, your door at the back, there is, um..

Well, it's not adequate.

'I need to get back to Masham for a few days'

for dress fittings and stuff.

I know it's not great timing, but is that okay?

No, it's..

It's good. Keep you out of harm's way.

Good.

Well, just stick a padlock on that.

[horn honking]

[laughter]

Where's mum?

[instrumental music]

(Rochelle) You've never met her?

Kelsey Platt.

[doorbell rings]

[sighs]

Look..

Oh, my God, it's you.

I need to ask you about your sister.

- Please. - 'Who is it, love?'

It's, uh, it's Cormoran Strike.

Why is he here? Close the door.

Um, wait. Yeah, can-can you wait?

Yeah.

(male #1) 'You saw those photos of him and Kelsey.'

Look, I know what you're saying, but the, the police say

they think he got set up.

How is he even allowed to come here?

I know, but... but Kelsey looked up to him.

Yeah, and look where she is now.

'Look, sorry, I know she was your sister'

'but I cared about her too.'

'Talk to him if you want. I won't.'

- I think you could come in. - Thank you.

Alright. Do you wanna sit down?

Could I, uh..

Yeah.

I'm very sorry for your loss.

I suppose the police have asked you a lot of questions.

Yeah, was I workin'.

Had solid statements from colleagues, pay slips..

[sniffles]

Uh, right up to printin' off photos

of him and Ritchie fishin'.

Boat wasn't still up.

'They were away that week in Wales.'

And now, we're the ones who've lost her.

[sobs]

- Do you mind if I.. - No.

[sniffles]

[exhales]

Do you have any idea who might have got close to Kelsey?

No, uh, she didn't have many friends.

'She came and lived with us after our mum died.'

But there was always the age gap, so..

I don't know.

[sobbing]

- Could I use your loo? - Uh, it's upstairs.

[sighs]

[grunts]

[dramatic music]

[music continues]

[toilet flushing]

[camera shutter clicks]

[sighs]

You didn't do it, did you?

No. I didn't.

[knocking on door]

You alright?

Mm.

You should redecorate in here.

It will always be your room, love.

You stupid bastard.

'Ray said it felt like you were attackin' Hazel.'

Can you imagine if he'd gone to the papers instead of us?

Murder suspect shows up at grieving relatives' house

and demands to check their alibis.

- That is not what I was-- - You went there.

It's unbelievable.

So what do you think I should do?

Well, stay out of it, work your own cases.

Nobody wants to hire a detective who's accused

of being a pedophile and a murderer.

Can't afford the rent on this place next month.

I'll have to make my partner redundant

while she's on her honeymoon.

So what exactly do you suggest I do

while someone's cutting up little girls on my account?

We need you to trust us to do our job.

The three names I gave you, who've you found?

We're still makin' enquiries.

(Strike) 'Right, Whittaker's in Catford.'

'Laing was in Corby but is now in Elephant and Castle.'

And Brockbank just got fired from a strip club in Shoreditch.

And-and your suggestion is that I just sit back

and wait for London's finest to plod along to the finish line?

By the time you figure things out, I'll be on the street

and Robin will be dead.

We're on your side, you idiot.

I'm sorry. I don't know what else to do.

Oh, uh, it's Zaharah's mum.

Look, I haven't been gettin' any letters from you lot.

'I was thinking maybe you got my address wrong.'

[chuckles]

Shh.

Piss off.

It's Alyssa, Zaharah's mum.

No?

Oh, it's alright, it's alright.

No worries, thanks. Thanks.

- That was horrific. - It's work.

Hiya, it's Alyssa, Zaharah's mum.

Look, I've not been gettin' letters for a while.

I was just checking that you're not

still using the old address.

Ah! Yeah, no, that's fine, that's..

That's the right one, yeah.

Which number are you usin'?

[intense music]

Plate for the meat, come on, come on. Ow!

Ooh. You make a gravy, love.

[shattering]

[music on stereo]

[humming]

Darling, Matthew's on the phone.

(Robin) 'Is he alright?'

Matt, are you okay?

A what?

[dramatic music]

[indistinct radio chatter]

A friend of Matthew's. Here to check if he's alright.

Okay. Incoming.

[knocking on door]

(Strike) 'Robin asked me to check in on you.'

[sighs] I'm fine, thanks.

'The police have got everything covered.'

Well, she's driving down now.

You know that, obviously.

What would it take for you to let her go?

- What? - She's been followed.

She's had body parts sent to her.

She's had her flat broken into

by someone who butchers women.

I mean, you're just gonna, like, see what happens to her next?

I understand you're having a difficult morning.

Robin's good at what she does.

She's very good. She manages the risks.

If she ever decides to hand in her notice

that'll be her decision

but I would try to persuade her to stay.

The police will watch your flat at night.

I don't think he'll try anything here again.

You mean, you don't know anything.

Really, though. Do you?

It's proving challenging.

[instrumental music]

Hiya.

- How's Matthew? - Oh, he's fine.

- He went to work in the end. - You alright?

[sighs]

I spent about an hour checkin' the flat over

and bleaching everything.

- You know, the police-- - Yeah, I know. I just..

I got an exact address for Brockbank.

I called around all the nurseries in Bow

pretending to be Alyssa until one of them

finally confirmed they have my address details right.

Very clever.

Let's just find this guy.

I can't go back to Whittaker. He saw me.

But the person we're looking for is careful.

Deliberate. Doesn't feel like Whittaker.

But I don't know.

I'll watch Whittaker.

- Are you sure? It's a long-- - I'll watch Whittaker.

- Tea? - Yeah.

- Ta. - 'Thank you.'

Gosh.

Are you alright?

- Can I buy you some lunch? - What?

Oh, you look like you're having one of those days.

I just thought.. Uh, order what you want. I'll pay.

- Anything I want? - Yeah, come on. You hungry?

(female #2) 'Cheers.'

- Sore tooth? - Hmm.

Did your boyfriend do this?

- Where is he? - 'He's goin' away.'

I didn't want him to go. That's why he's done it.

I, I think he's got someone else.

H-he says he's only going with the band.

But I don't believe him.

What sort of music does he play?

Metal. The band's called Death Cult.

He's lead guitar.

- Do you go to all their gigs? - Yeah. They're good.

(Whittaker) 'What's this?'

What's your name?

- You made a little friend. - No.

Uh, actually, I was just leaving.

Oh, really? Seems like such a shame.

- Nice to meet you, Stephanie. - Fuck off.

[Whittaker laughs]

Obviously, you're not such good friends after all.

And you've obviously tried very hard.

Just being kind, were you?

I was just concerned. She looked a bit beaten up.

Oh, I wouldn't worry too much about her.

She can be a clumsy little bitch at times.

Get help for that tooth.

[cell phone rings]

Is everything okay? Are you still out? It's late.

Yeah, but I'm heading back now.

Listen, I spoke to Stephanie

and Whittaker's in a band called Death Cult.

Hang on.

- 'Everything okay?' - Yeah, I'm fine.

I was just looking something up. I've taken a wrong turn.

Where are you?

I've just gone under the shopping precinct.

Have you seen something?

No. No, I'm fine. I'm just a bit jumpy.

'Where exactly are you? Street name?'

Well, I'm not quite sure this has a name, actually.

[Robin gasps]

(Strike) 'Robin!'

Robin.

[Robin squealing]

[man grunts]

[intense music]

Robin!

[Robin gasps]

[screams]

(Strike) 'Robin.'

[screaming]

[alarm blaring]

[groaning]

He caught me.

Sorry, I messed up.

'I'm not here to tell you off.'

How did you manage to--

I told you, I did a self-defense course.

He grabbed me from behind, so I did what they taught me.

Kneed him in the groin.

[chuckles]

Whittaker's disappeared. They're looking for him.

I just..

Whittaker's sort of thin, and he..

The guy that attacked me had a-a different build.

Uh, I looked up Whittaker's band.

They had a gig the night Kelsey was killed.

I just..

I don't think it was him.

I still want to work.

Well, you've got your wedding to think about.

Don't patronize me. Thanks.

You can leave us alone now. Robin needs her rest.

Matthew's right. You should rest.

Cormoran, what are we doing about Brockbank?

The police are watching him.

'Well, it's not where he goes.'

It's what he does inside the flat.

We can't save everyone.

You were nearly killed tonight.

'Let someone else take this one on.'

Cormoran, we can't leave him with children.

- Fine, I need to rest. - I get why you wanna help--

I need to rest.

Back in a minute.

Cormoran, this has to end.

She's barely trained and you send her out with no support?

You're a sociopath.

[dramatic music]

[music continues]

[cell phone rings] Hello?

(Strike) 'Is that Ray? This is Cormoran Strike.'

I'd like you and Hazel to look at some photos of suspects.

Th-they're not great pictures, but they might jog your memory.

Hazel needs some space.

Don't you understand that, fella?

[cell phone rings]

Oh, sorry. One second.

Uh, can I just have a minute? Thanks.

Shanker, hi. Thanks for calling back.

Yeah, he, uh, he told me to give you a call.

I need some help.

[organ music]

Sayin' the girl's to get her stitches out, innit?

Hang on a sec.

If that Cormoran Strike calls while I'm away, hang up.

I don't trust him.

(Robin) I'm just poppin' out.

- Where you going? - Um, police interview.

Can't I come too?

'Well, they want me to have a look'

at some stuff they can't take off-site.

'Are you sure you're okay?'

Yeah, I'm fine. I won't use the arm.

[instrumental music]

- She's coming. - Are we sure that's her?

(Shanker) 'Fit black girl, two kids.'

Positive you don't want me in there?

No. No, keep an eye out for him.

[knocking on door]

- Ooh. - What's that?

It's alright, darlin'.

- Alyssa. - Yeah?

Uh, could I have a word?

It's about Noel.

- What about him? - 'Um..'

Could we talk inside? It's important.

Upstairs, Angel. Take your sister.

[sighs] I, um..

Well, spit it out then.

My name's Robin.

I'm a...investigator.

Cou-could we, um..

Look, this is gonna be

quite hard to hear

but during the course of a case

we've been working on, we found out--

Sorry, who's this we?

So, I..

I work for an agency that's run by a guy called Cormoran Strike

and we've been looking into Noel's--

Alright, then. You can get out now.

No, I-I really--

'Now, I know who Cormoran Strike is.'

He gave my boyfriend epilepsy. Just get out.

- Please. Alyssa, please. - Right now.

- Just listen to this-- - Well, he sent him up.

Ruined his marriage. I know all about you lot.

Noel sexually abuses young girls. I am really sorry, but--

Get out of my house before I give you a proper smack.

He has been doing it for a long time.

Just ask your daughters.

- Get out! - Ow! Ah!

Mum.

Just ask her.

Upstairs, Angel, now!

What's goin' on? You alright, Angel?

(Alyssa) 'Noel, this bitch is telling lies about you.'

Is she now?

Said she's with Cormoran Strike.

Look after Angel.

You're not phonin' anyone.

(Alyssa) Stay there.

He done it to me.

(Alyssa) 'What?'

(Noel) What's the idea?

Bargin' into people's houses, upsettin' their kids, eh?

[groans]

What the lady said.

[indistinct chatter]

W-w-what you talking about?

Now she barks at Strike.

Ah, Shanker!

Shanker!

You dirty nonce. I'll skin ya.

- Shanker, do not stab him. - No.

[grunts]

[sobbing]

Why didn't you say anything, darlin'?

Because he said he'd hurt Zaharah.

[sobbing]

[doorbell ringing]

- Look, we're actually-- - I don't care.

Robin!

(Strike) 'I told you we were leaving Brockbank to the police.'

- I know. - 'And you went in anyway.'

He was raping Alyssa's daughter.

Wardle thinks I sent you in there.

And now, thanks to you, Brockbank's vanished.

- Don't you dare put that on me. - I do.

If you hadn't messed up, Brockbank would have been

in prison years ago.

Laing is a cripple. You ruled out Whittaker.

That means that Brockbank was our number one suspect

and now he's off the radar. We're finished.

- You don't mean that. - I'll send your last salary on.

Quick and clean. Gross misconduct.

It's probably for the best, love.

Goodbye forever, Cormoran Strike.

[instrumental music]

[dial tone rings]

[cell phone rings]

- Hello. - 'Uncle Ted.'

Oh, hello, Cormoran.

Were you at mum's grave recently?

(Ted on phone) 'I wasn't, but I had a friend pop something'

'on the grave for the anniversary.'

It's sea holly, isn't it?

Not much to look at right now.

But come June, it'll be rather special.

Call me next time you're up, alright?

- 'Right.' - Take care.

'Bye.'

Gotcha.

Donnie did some work for Mrs. Williams

across the road.

Eighty-seven with a lawn to cut

and all her family have gone abroad.

Why is he here? Close the door.

Is that the famous Cormoran Strike?

I need the number for the fire service.

Not the emergency number, the one for people

who hire firemen.

[dramatic music]

(Shanker on phone) 'Let me guess. You want a favor.'

I need you to watch my back.

Can you meet me at Elephant at 8:00?

- 'Right.' - I'll text you the address.

(Strike) 'Cheers.'

[hissing]

[doorbell rings]

Donnie. That you, Donnie?

What's that smell?

Gas. I got a call from upstairs. Probably coming from here.

We're not gonna get blown up, are we?

Well, don't light any cigarettes.

Shit. Alright.

Um, is Donnie in there? He owes me 40 quid.

[sighs] Afraid I can't help you, mate.

Cheers.

[grunting]

Where are you, bastard?

[screaming]

[grunting]

Bunsen?

[grunting]

(Shanker) 'Bunsen!'

[grunts]

(Shanker) 'Bunsen!'

(Shanker) 'Bunsen!'

'What's going on?'

'Bunsen, open up!'

[banging on door]

[phone rings]

[automated message] 'Calls to this number have been blocked.'

(Strike) 'What kept you?'

This steel door.

(Eric) 'They're still cleanin' up but Forensics think'

'there's more than one body in there.'

'So, what made you think Ray and Laing were the same person?'

The photo Ray gave the police has him on the beach

next to sea holly in full bloom

supposedly in April.

It was like the coffee shop photo.

- It was staged. - You sure you're alright?

Yeah.

Sea holly doesn't flower in the wild till June.

'If you find the other bloke, Ritchie'

I'm sure he'll tell you that it was taken last year.

Height of summer, but they put coats on to try and look cold.

Ritchie probably thought he was taking part

in a benefit scam or something.

I'm imagining Ritchie's none too clever.

There was a certificate for bravery

hanging in Kelsey's sister's house.

I called the fire service.

'The real Ray Williams, Mrs. William's son'

'retired to Spain six years ago.'

Laing stole his identity.

He was good at accents and he spent a lot of money

disguising his appearance.

He even managed to find a girl

who'd made the mistake of having a crush on me.

I'll come down to the station tomorrow morning.

Sounds good.

[cell phone vibrates]

We picked up Brockbank.

Get some sleep.

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

(Brittany) Daddy wouldn't do that.

I didn't mean any of it.

I'm a friend of Brittany.

- Won't be long. - Alright.

[instrumental music]

What'll happen to him now?

Nothing that involves you.

He'll be tried and put away for a very long time.

And when he's released, he'll be on the sex offender's register.

For life.

That's good.

I wanted you to know... before, you know.

He should've been put in prison a long time ago.

We failed you there, Brittany.

I failed you.

You believed me, though.

And you tried.

That helped a lot.

Was it you who caught him?

No. It was my partner.

- For a case you were doin'? - No.

- But she did it anyway. - Yep.

Is she alright?

She's a bit bruised, but she'll live.

Will you thank her for this?

What's her name, your partner?

Her name is Robin.

We've got a second stop. Yorkshire.

- Where's that? - Yorkshire.

The county. You know, Yorkshire.

Just keep going north till I tell you to stop.

[instrumental music]

- Put your foot down. - It's down.

- Put it down further. - Jesus.

I am not havin' this for the next hundred miles.

At last, you solved it then, innit?

Better being the hero of the hour.

Yeah.

I mean, there's no fixing everything, but..

Nah, nah, there's not much, just life, innit, mate?

(Shanker) What's the deal then, Bunsen?

You're gonna full on graduate?

Elaine! Elaine!

What about me?

No, I was invited. I'm a friend, a guest.

Oh, you're a friend? Yeah, right. You sacked her, mate.

That's not exactly a friend where I come from.

- Reminds me of your mum. - Who?

Who? Your Robin.

She kind, isn't she?

Right away, she wanted to save that kid.

Well, I'm going to try and get her back, aren't I?

But next time she calls you, if she calls you--

Yeah, alright, yeah, I'll call you first.

- Yeah, alright. - Yeah?

Jesus, dad.

(male #2) 'First, I'm required to ask anyone present'

who knows a reason why these persons

may not lawfully marry to declare it now.

Do, you, Matthew John Cunliffe

take Robin Venetia Ellacott to be your wife?

Will you love her, comfort her

honor and protect her

and forsaking all others

be faithful to her

as long as you both shall live?

I do.

(male #2) 'Do you, Robin Venetia Ellacott'

'take Matthew John Cunliffe to be your husband?'

'Will you love him, comfort him'

honor and protect him

and forsaking all others, be faithful to him

'as long as you both shall live?'

[crashing]

Sorry.

I do.

[instrumental music]

[Blue Oyster Cult singing "Don't Fear The Reaper"]

* Romeo and Juliet *

* Are together in eternity *

* Romeo and Juliet * * 40000 men and women everyday *

* Like Romeo and Juliet * * 40000 men and women everyday *

* Redefine happiness * * Another 40000 *

* Coming everyday * * We can be like they are *

* Come on baby * * Don't fear the reaper *

* Baby take my hand * * Don't fear the reaper.. **