All language subtitles for Trial and Retribution s10e04 Closure 2

They still haven't found anyone for that
kid from the pump house, Madeline

Fuller.

Pretty little thing wearing a school
uniform.

God, Connor is some shit creek without a
paddle.

Hang on a second. I've had some
information through about a... a

name's Max Stanford. Can I get him in?

Roisin, do me a favor. They're more
trouble than they're worth. Your killer

fueled by violent fantasy.

Schoolgirl.

He's quite likely to be a narcissistic
sociopath, and I would say that he's

killed before.

You never forget the unsolved ones.

A beautiful young life.

Snuffed out.

I love it.

The only precious thing in my life.

Oh, come on, Mike. You're making it
sound like I'm on trial here. The

you are, sweetheart.

What are you saying?

Tell you who you should talk to.

Valerie Marlowe. She uses that pump
house.

She's usually out of her skull.

Her boyfriend is a dealer.

Greg Alcott.

Lisa is going to be our bait.

Bait? Well, you seemed to have trouble
tracking down our killer, so we thought

Lisa might lure him into a trap.

Sam, thanks for coming in.

Hi, nice to see you.

Everybody, this is DS Sam Palmer, DCI
Roisin Connor, who's heading up the

inquiry, DS Dave Sancho and DS Lisa
West.

Nice to meet you.

There's a Mrs Fuller in the reception.

Can you bring her to my office, please?

Sure.

This is my backup.

I'll get you another two for the team.

And also, he comes highly recommended
and he's very bright. Well, I would have

appreciated a bit of notice.

What are you doing about Valerie Marno?

Oh, she's the girl one of the Toms
mentioned.

Well, what's with this one?

I spoke to one of the girls where you
two were off in Oxford. She claims

Marlowe used the pump house with her
clients.

Yeah, clubs and bars tracked her down.
Look, she's a junkie. She's got no money

and she refused to come in. Yeah, get
her in, Satch, immediately.

She has coffee and... Thank you.

Thanks for coming in, Miss Fuller.

I need to be up to speed. Can you just
run me through exactly what you're

Well, they've created a Corvette line
for me, which basically means I can

connection via anywhere in the world.
And the tech criminals can't trace you

source? Right.

Can you recall, when you weren't at
home, did Madeline have any special

that she used to spend time with?

Yes. I just didn't know they used my
computer.

The priority was her entrance exam for
the Royal Ballet School.

She'd been auditioned.

I received a letter last week.

They have a place for me.

I've established a profile for myself
that can't be led back to me.

HTC say they often trap internet
criminals by the names they choose.

tend to choose something that's
meaningful to them. A pet's name.

holiday spot.

Hobbies. Mr. Tate.

Would you organise a car, please, to
take us this footer home?

Yeah.

Thank you so much for bringing this in.

Why do you keep watching these videos,
Rasheen?

I'm bringing them to life.

I'm trying to understand how this
bastard gets to meet these girls. I just

believe it's simply through chat rooms.
There's no defence wounds on any of

them.

You know, it starts to make sense if
that's how they met the killer.

He could be young, sexy, and he arranges
to meet them in some secret place.

Go back and re -interview Madeleine's
friends for me.

I'm trying to track down this Valerie
Marler. Don't touch.

Now, can you give me a second, girls?

We've seen Valerie Marlowe around.

Here, hang on. Oi.

Here,

hang on a second, love. Here, here,
here. Oi, oi, oi. I just want to ask you

something. I'm not going to nick anyone.

I'm looking for Valerie Marlowe. No, I
just want to talk to her.

She's down there in the can.

Thank you. OK, so far we know that each
of our victims had access to a computer,

but we only know for sure that Madeleine
Fuller used chat rooms. We're really

depending on the work coming from Lisa
West.

That could take weeks, months, and
whether he, the killer, even used chat

to get to his victims is still
supposition.

I'm aware of that.

Look at the time difference.

1997 to present day.

Four victims.

Nine years between them.

My concern is, did the killer have the
new information we got from Martin

Douglas? Because his mother's assured me
that she told no one about his

involvement in our inquiry.

It's looking like the poor boy was run
over by someone with inside information.

So I want total lockdown.

I want nothing to leave this room, do
you understand me?

Okay, thank you, get on with it.

Have a word.

I want you to cross -reference every
officer in this investigation.

If any of them worked on any of the
other cases, I want to know about it

we've got a leak and I want you to find
it.

Oh, Christ, Valerie.

Come on, out.

Come on.

Come on.

Oh,

Doc. Come on.

Stay here.

Just hold the door.

Come on.

Come on.

There's a Mr.

Sylvia Ryan in reception for you.

Donna Ryan's mother.

Maybe you should order some coffee.

I think Sylvia Ryan's intoxicated.

And I've got one name that worked on two
of the cases, the 97 and the 99

inquiry, DCI William Shaw.

So I contacted his uncle.

and he was so rude to me.

But in the end, he gave me his number.

Your husband?

That's who I'm talking about.

God, that's why Stan was so nasty to me.

So I've contacted him, and he's put the
phone down on me, so I've brung it here.

Are you all right, Mrs Ryan?

Yes, I'll be sober before the Gestapo
sees me back in the hospital.

Are you having one?

Would you like me to get a coffee? Take
you home?

You better not.

Because if they see me getting out of a
police car, they'll think I've been

arrested again.

Ian, is it bothered?

Home and works number.

She was my only child.

I've waited 60 years.

He is a wizard.

God, doctors had to prescribe Valerie
Marlowe methadone.

Otherwise she'll go cold turkey and
it'll be 24 hours. She's a mess.

This is Don Orion's father's number. I
want you to call him, see if he's still

got his computer and if Don ever used
it.

And such, have you interviewed
Madeline's school friends yet?

I'm running around like a blue -arse
fly.

Do you want me to give it to the very
eager to please DS Palmer?

Okay. Okay.

Same guy's back online.

Wants to know if I'll go private.

Walker. What is this?

What is this, Mike?

Who's Connor? Tell me who Connor is.
Connor. Who's Connor?

What's he after me for?

Bill. No.

Bill, where are you? Connor's come
through. I don't know. Something

What do you think? I'm a suspect now or
something?

I'm a suspect?

It's a girl. It's a schoolgirl. You know
what my state of mind is at the moment?

You know where I am. You know where I'm
at. You know where my mind's at at the

moment. You know, I can't take it. I
can't take over that. You've got people

accusing me of shit.

I can't. No. I can't. I can't.

What the fuck is it?

What does she want?

I want a solicitor.

You're offered a list. You're ripped it
up now if you want to wait. No, I don't.

I want to go home.

Sit down, Valerie. You're not a suspect
yet. You're just a witness. Now, we know

you use the pump house. I bloody don't.
Valerie, a friend of yours told us you

had a punter you brought to the pump
house. There's no bloody friend of mine.

haven't been there for weeks.

They find that schoolgirl there, I
wouldn't go. I'm not stupid.

Well, tell us about the weirdo punter.

It wasn't weird looking, but he picked
me up from outside the cafe across from

the station.

And what happened?

Well, nothing.

He says to me, if you've got a place, I
said, yeah, and I got into the car.

I was a bit freaked because it was all
blacked out.

Because the windows of the car were
blacked out.

Oh, it wasn't so much a car. It was more
like a hatchback thing, you know.

Very shiny black.

The windows, they were black too.

Do you know what make of vehicle it was?

No, but it was classy, you know.

Leather seats.

He said he wanted a blowjob in the car,
but then he said for me to take him to

where I took blokes.

The pump house?

Yeah.

Valerie, what happened? When? When you
took the punter to the pump house. Well,

he was asking me all these questions. It
was making me paranoid.

I mean, I thought it was a cop.

Why did you think that?

Because he was asking me all these
questions. What kind of questions,

don't know. Who comes there? How many
people use the place? Was he tall,

No, he was sat down.

It was well -dressed, you know, smart
suit.

Kind of cute looking.

Did he get out?

No, I didn't. The bastard drove off.

Bill Shaw!

What the hell do you think you were
doing?

He's been on the telephone to me,
blubbing. You're the one who said that

had inside information. I just called
the rehab to see... Anything you wish to

know about the Donna Ryan case you could
bring before me.

Christ, Roisin.

He is an old, burnt -out cop, and you
are not helping.

Bill Shaw! Charles Shaw was also
attached to Rosemary Belling's murder

Did you know that? I mean, maybe if
you'd made the inquiry, you'd have got

result. He moved to the Met from
Oxfordshire. I know!

What do you mean you know? You know
because I just told you?

Or you've always known and you've not
told me?

I know because I'm a damn good cop.

And I checked the dates against the
weekends Bill left Flint House. He is in

rehab.

And he's in the clear!

So how's that?

No, his eyebrows were morbidity.

You said they were thin.

I know.

So which is it?

What? Thick or thin?

I don't know. He sounded funny. Funny ha
-ha? Funny foreign?

Yeah, but...

This, she said, is similar.

She keeps on changing her mind.

Bushy eyebrows, thin eyebrows, well
-built, thick, dark hair, maybe foreign,

maybe not.

But there was something off about his
voice.

Ah, terrific.

Will you get rid of her for me, please?

He's our killer. He was checking out the
pump house.

Sam, go to press with us. I want to see
if anyone recognizes him.

And I need to talk to Valerie Marlowe.
Where is she?

She just left. We'll get her back in.

Hey, can you just, um...

Take me through which chat rooms you
help Madeleine Fuller get into, yeah?

Yes.

Hey, listen.

Look, nothing's going to happen to you
two.

Okay? But this is serious.

Your friend is dead and she might have
met her killer via one of these chat

rooms, so...

Hello?

Yeah, yeah.

Yeah, I'm in there.

Barry Muller? Yeah, I brought her in.

Oh, you want her back?

Yeah, OK.

Oh, listen, I spoke to Clubs and Vice.

We're going to topofmyclass .com.

Madeleine contacted someone really into
dance, like her, who was auditioning for

the Royal Ballet School too.

Well, did she get her name? Do you know
if she arranged to meet her?

Oh, it wasn't a girl. It was a boy.

We didn't always go online together.

I'm into fashion and Vicky's into
astrology.

Yeah. CJ.

He just said initials. CJ.

He's back online. Same guy.

He's different to the others. Keen to
know my age, hobbies, ask him what

what type of uniform.

Have you got a name?

Just initials. CJ.

He's the one that says he's an acting
student trying for RADA.

Well, the one that sent you a photograph
of him wearing the court piece?

Yeah. Liam Hamlet. Call from Satch from
the girls' school. He's going to seize

the computer she used and bring it in
for analysis.

Madeline Fuller was contacted by someone
using the same initials. CJ.

Hello, Professor Dunford.

Oh, hi. It's Lisa, isn't it?

Yes. DC Icon is expecting you. Let me
see you through.

Thank you.

I went online to order one of your
books. Oh, I'm sorry.

They've been out of print for years.

Yeah, I know. But I managed to track one
down.

Can you sign it for me?

Sure. You have it here?

No, but it should be here by Tuesday.

Hey, Garth, have a look at this.

CJ's back and he's after another photo.

Professor Stanford's here. I've shown
him into your office.

Thank you.

Your boyfriend's back online.

I've cleared my desk so we can spread
the files out.

Okay. There's Madeleine Fuller and,
well, all the others.

Still no result on that?

What? I think we got a bit of a result
this afternoon.

I can't be sure. A prostitute came in
and she described a man who picked her

as a weirdo.

She said that he paid her.

But then didn't want sex, so she'd taken
him to the pump house.

Interesting. Now, we've also built up an
e -fit, and she was able to give us a

description of the car that he picked
her up in.

Four victims, and you think they were
killed by the same guy?

Yeah.

I'm just going over to the computer
unit.

Fine, Lisa. If you need me for anything,
I'll be on my mobile.

Okay, is that you?

No, he's still out searching for the Tom
we had in earlier.

All right, anything? No, nothing, McRae,
no.

How long have I got you two for then?
Just a couple of hours and then we've

a call.

Here I am.

He's well -educated, not young, middle
-aged, but in good physical condition.

He's handsome. Yeah, very attractive and
very at ease with the opposite sex.

I think at some point he must have had a
relationship that went very sour,

possibly a marriage.

He's likely to have children and on the
surface can appear dependable, likable.

Listen, how about I buy you dinner and
we continue to talk?

Sure.

You mind if I take this? It's my wife.

Hello, sweetheart.

It's not really convenient.

Is he there?

Put him on.

Peter.

If mom says so, the braces stay on and
you keep the appointment.

Hey, they cost me enough.

Well, if she really likes you, she's not
going to mind the braces.

All right. Tell your mom I'll call from
the hotel.

All right? I love you. Bye.

My son wants to take off his braces for
some party.

He's got his first girlfriend.

How many kids have you got?

Three. All boys.

Do you have any?

No. Not married then.

No, this job doesn't allow for social
life.

Well, it's your choice of restaurant,
because I'm not familiar with the area.

Where is it?

A hotel in Victoria.

She's out of our way.

Try down the other stations there, the
other platforms there.

Try out some pancakes.

This guy doesn't get caught.

He could be transient, which means he
has some profession that makes him

which would make Valerie Marlowe write
about the foreign accent.

But if she's a heroin addict, it's
doubtful she'll make a good witness.

Oh, she was quite coherent.

Why, she'd be able to pick out a similar
vehicle to the one that was used to mow

down Martin Douglas.

Yeah, the young boy. It's a black Paul
Redmore.

Well, maybe I misjudged her.

Help me take her down, man.

She's sick.

She's fucking sick.

What's wrong?

She's dead.

Shit. This has nothing to do with me,
right? No. It's nothing to do with me.

I read.

That, um, the killer struck each girl
from behind.

Yeah, but the, uh, the bruises on their
throats, they weren't identical.

But did they give you any indication of
what was used? Was it a wire? Or was it

his own belt or a tie?

It's so fabric we seem to grow up to
victims, but, um, it's all buried in a

whip.

I'm sorry, I'm going to have to take
this.

He's there, Connor.

No, it's not convenient. What?

What?

Tell all my wives.

You all right?

Um... Yeah, Max, I'm gonna have to go.
I'm sorry.

Valerie Marlowe, she's, uh... She's been
found.

Can I get the bill, please? No,

no. Come on, you gotta go, but let me
buy you at least a half a meal.

I'll pick up a cab.

Thanks. Good news?

No, no, it's not.

Well, I guess, um... It might mean
goodbye.

I'm leaving Wednesday.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Bring her in. What the hell happened?

I couldn't keep track of her. Look,
she's been dusting down all over King's

Cross. I called in for extra assistance.
I had two guys plus clubs and vice.

Yeah? Well, you found her now.

Dead. Nice one, Satch.

Before you go sounding off, clubs and
vice are holding a suspect.

They found him at the squat. He was
unconscious.

He must have knocked his head or
something.

Well, do you have a name? That is all I
know.

DCI Connor.

What?

I'm sorry, could you say that again,
please?

Thank you.

The suspect that King's Ross people
picked up, it's Mike.

Very funny.

I'm period.

When they released him from hospital,
they're bringing him here.

The mister I'm in charge would be so
interested.

What was he doing there? Well, you tell
me.

And how was he able to find Valerie
Marlowe and you couldn't even with

Hey, you know that he was withholding
information about Bill Shaw, don't you?

Oh, come on. You don't think that he...
Hey, listen, I don't know what to think.

He's the one banging on about it being
someone with inside information.

I mean, maybe he is. Maybe he is
covering up something connected to Shaw.

look, don't even go there. I know Mike.
Hey, what the hell was he doing in a

spot with Valerie Marlowe? She's dead.
She was the only lead we've got, Satch.

Yes, Wes?

Lisa, we can't get a trace.

He's been using a proxy server somewhere
in Peru.

Believe it or not, Peru.

We'll keep trying.

Thanks. They'll slip up. They always do.

This is a bloody waste of time. What did
she want to do? Read me my right cross?

What's going on? I thought this was a
joke.

For your information, once they realised
who I was, they de -arrested me. We

were told they were holding you in
suspicion.

Yeah, of what exactly?

Being where you and one of your
incompetents should have been?

For your information, Connor has just
lost another witness.

You found her in a squat with Valerie
Marlowe, Mike.

Yeah, she was dead when I found her.

That's ridiculous.

I have to know why you were there.

I talked to D .S. Palmer. He was on duty
last night.

He told me that word had come in that
Satch had lost all contact with Valerie

Marlowe. You were having dinner with
your stupid fucking profiler, so I went

King's Cross, where she was known to
turn tricks.

Doesn't explain how you got there.

I asked the bloody Toms.

Roisin, the only thing I am guilty of is
trying to do your fucking job.

Greg Alcott, ring any bells?

Martin Douglas' dealer, Greg.

Get out the money, get out the money,
get out the money. Give me your money,

give me your money.

If either of you two had been on the
fucking ball, you would have traced him.

did. Hey, I've taken a lot of shit for
Satch on this. He has screwed up with

both possible witnesses. They have both
been... Not the boyfriend, Greg Alcott.

They're bringing him in.

Oh, thank Christ.

How did they get him so fast?

Went back to his squat to pick up his
clothes.

Roisin, I'm going to take a couple of
minutes with him.

And don't give me that unethical shite.

Right, Craig, this is just between you
and me, so I don't want any bullshit.

Look, I do not know what this is about,
okay?

I don't know what's it about.

I mean, I knew she was on the game,
okay, but I couldn't pay for her habit,

could I? She would listen to me.

Right?

She's dead, right? I loved her.

I meant what I said, son.

I said cut the bullshit. I saw you with
her body.

Yeah, I loved her, right? I really loved
her. What the hell were you on the 18th

of February this year, huh?

Oh, bad days. I can't remember that.

I want a solicitor here, okay, because I
do not know what this is about.

Let me tell you what it's about, son.

It's about a brutal rape and murder.

So you take some time and think where
you were on the 18th of February.

And don't you worry about a solicitor.

You'll get one, because you're going to
need one.

Look at him.

That. is Martin Douglas.

I don't know him.

I never saw the kid. Put me in an ID
parade, because I don't know him. He's a

liar. No, he knew you. Said he scored
for me at the pump house on the day that

this girl... Look at her!

The day that this girl was murdered.

No, no, no. I've got nothing to do with
this.

I swear before God.

I asked, man. I asked for Chris.

Listen, I might have passed him some
gear.

There's a few kids that hang out at the
pump house. He could have been one of

them. You know, at the time and day you
pass him the gear that I'm interested

in. I get in and out. I don't hang
around. What time did Martin Douglas

from you?

It was just a split and two tabs. I
swear on my life. What time was it,

It would be when school gets out. You
know, four, maybe 4 .30.

Listen, I've got proof.

I had a mate with me.

We were running school.

I'm going to need you to make the
details.

Any other vehicles parked up?

Oh, just that kid.

I swear before God.

Okay,

Greg Alcott

pimped three women. Valerie, Barbara,
and a Tracy Baxter.

Now, they all run a 24 -7 service from
one mobile telephone.

That's the number the punters ring if
they wish to have a girl.

The guy who picked Valerie up to be
taken around the pump house had to have

number. He called her yesterday,
arranged to see her, and then gave her

she pumped herself full of.

Right. OK, we need to find that mobile
phone.

Police! Sorry.

Are you Barbara Collins?

Stay where you are, lad. No, don't shut
the door!

We've got a warrant. I've done nothing
wrong! Come on. Get out! Calm down. Wait

till you're mobile.

Stop.

OK. Yeah.

Right. This is good.

Thank you.

High -tech crime unit have tracked down
CJ. Lisa's keeping him busy in the chat

room. He's in a house in Camberwell, and
CJ stands for Captain Janeway.

You're joking me. They're all into sci
-fi, you know, things like Star Trek.

his real name is Alan Bickers.

Right, well, let's go get this Alan
Bickers.

I've got the phone. What about Alcott?

Oh, well, we got him for dealing. Said
he left the pump house at quarter to

five, saw nothing.

Listen, we're off to pick up CJ, but can
you call Walker, give him an update? I

can't get a fucking signal in here. OK.

My luck. Go keep it nice and calm.

Five, four, three, two.

Are

you

African?

Get down on the floor.

Get down on the floor. Get your hands
above your head. Hit your luck with your

fingers. You stay exactly where you are.
Second floor, fourth floor on the

right.

Thank you, lad. Could I have the room,
please?

Thank you.

Where were you February 18th?

Brighton. Where?

Brighton. I collect autographs. They
have these presentations you buy from

stars. I wasn't in London. I told Mr.
Lister that I was in Brighton. I've got

dozens of witnesses!

Sixteen -year -old drama student?

If it's him, and he arranged to meet
those girls, murders for strong, fit,

healthy young girls, why did they agree
to meet him? Roisin, Roisin, you don't

understand.

In a chat room, he could be a handsome
young actor, dancer and gymnast.

He could be anything he wanted to be to
draw them to him.

They would have gone to him willingly.

I understand that, I do. I mean, I could
go in as Madonna. You could be Robbie

Williams.

With all due respect, Mike, they take
one look at you and they're out of

Soko have uncovered a pile of child
porn, Mags.

He doesn't fit the profile from Max
Stanford, Mike.

But he is one sick bastard.

Hello again.

Sheila, hello.

What are you doing here?

Meeting an old friend.

The ex -farmer?

I hear he's on your team now.

Yes, he is.

Just a social.

We work together at Thames Valley.

Well, I'm still there working on a case
in Oxford.

We're trying to lift some DNA from a
victim's blouse, so we're getting some

from the West London lab.

You must have met her.

Kelly Hobson?

The victim.

She was the receptionist at that
conference hotel in Oxford.

Not that I remember much about it.

Actually, she was a psychology student
working to pay off her grant.

Well, no need now.

Driving back tonight, no doubt.

See ya.

See ya.

Where's Palmer?

You can go that way.

Yes, sir.

Roisin, it's Lisa. Can you call me back?

It's quite urgent. It's about Max
Stanford.

She's blonde. She's 18 years old.

I don't have the full details, but if
you want to call up with us, DCI Kelp

handling the investigation.

Pull up everything you've got on Holmes
about Sheila's victim in Oxford for me

and get hold of Satch. Get him in.
Tonight? Yes, as soon as possible.

Also, I need you to call the hotel in
Oxford. I need you to find out who

a bottle of champagne, smoked salmon and
scrambled eggs at about 11 .45pm the

night Satch and I were there.

Hello, DCI Roisin Connor here,
Metropolitan Murder Squad. I need to

DCI, uh, Celt.

Yes, it's urgent.

Oh, sorry.

I've spoken to Satch's wife, but he's
not home yet.

Oh, he's probably had a piss at Walker.

Is there anything I can do?

Um, yes, get Lisa West on the line for
me.

Yeah, hi, Lisa. Connor would like a
word.

Can you hold on?

There's something...

I can hear someone in my flat.

Lisa?

Lisa?

Lisa!

What's going on? I heard screaming when
she said something. Someone was in the

flat.

Come on, Lisa.

Lisa! Lisa!

It's the police!

Come on!

Lisa! Lisa!

Lisa!

Lisa!

Lisa! Lisa!

Lisa, come on. Can you hear me?

Lisa. Lisa.

Lisa, can you hear me?

What happened?

She'll be beaten to it in an inch of her
life.

Told you this from the start. I said she
was at risk. You didn't listen to me.

Well, look at her. Stop this. Stop this
right now.

We don't know if this is connected.

Sam, you said that Lisa's place was
right outside, right?

Yeah, there was stuff thrown around
everywhere.

It could have been a break -in that went
wrong.

Okay.

Let's not go around accusing before we
know exactly what happened.

Oh, you think she's going to be able to
tell you? Look at her, Mike! I can see

it. I can see exactly what's up with
her.

I'm going to Lisa's place.

You're wasting your time.

But a professional burglar opens the
bottom drawer first, then works upwards.

It saves time.

Thank you.

The place was turned over, wasn't it?

But there was money lying on her
dressing table.

Her jewelry box, it was... It was
unopened.

What was he looking for?

Why would he attack her?

Check Lisa's laptop for me.

For? For anything connected to Mike
Stanford.

The profiler? Yes, the profiler. She
left me a message. She mentioned his

The hotel that you asked me to contact
in Oxford about the smoked salmon and

champagne, yeah?

It was ordered for room 507.

Rosie, what's with you putting Mike
Stanford in the frame as a suspect?

Okay, Mike, I don't have any proof yet.
For Christ's sakes, you hired him. Why

do you want to brag about him?

I think he killed the schoolgirls. I
think he attacked Lisa.

The bloody profiler. Yeah.

And I think this girl's his latest
victim.

Okay, there are three things that make
me suspicious.

One, we have a fifth victim.

She was killed in Oxford.

Now, her body was found the morning
after the seminar that Satch and I went

Max Stanford was not only there, but I
saw the victim, Kelly Hobson, carrying a

room service order from the lift on the
fifth floor about quarter to midnight.

She was a hotel receptionist. The room
service order was for Max Stanford.

Two, when Max Stanford came here, I gave
him access to the case files.

But Valerie Marlowe's interview hadn't
been logged yet.

But that night, at dinner, he mentioned
her by name. He said... Which would make

Valerie Marlowe right about the foreign
accent.

No, he could have had access to her
mobile phone. He could have organized to

meet her and give her the drugs that
killed her. Yeah, okay, okay, okay.

a hell of a lot of supposition there,
Roisin.

Okay, let's say your Kelly Hobson gave
him a little bit more than room service

when he was in Oxford, but do you really
believe he gave Valerie Marlowe enough

heroin to kill herself?

Uncut, pure stuff, instant, Mike.

Thirdly, when we were down in the car
park, you know how difficult it is to

a signal down there?

Yeah, it's because we're still goaders
in the concrete.

Exactly. Peter. But he managed to have a
very lengthy call to the US.

No, I couldn't hear the caller on the
other side. He could have been faking

Okay, Sam, contact Harvard, plus
Quantico, FBI profilers training.

Now, according to his biography, if I'm
right, that's where he trained.

Mike, up until now, we have had no proof
that he was in the country for two of

the schoolgirl murders. Now, I've spoken
to Sheila Field, the forensics officer

down in Oxford.

Good, I've heard him before in
Birmingham a few years ago.

She heard Max Stanford's profiling
lecture in Birmingham around the same

the warehouse murder.

And we know he was here in the country
for Madeleine Fuller's murder. I'm only

getting very sketchy details from Max
Stanford.

It's the middle of the night in
Washington. We'll have to wait and

directly. Now, hang on a second. He said
that he was flying to the States today.

Listen, it is imperative that we get
enough on him to arrest him before he

But you don't have it.

Okay, do you want to count?

One. You don't even know if you saw your
Kelly Hobson deliver room service and

stay in his bedroom.

Two, he could have seen Valerie
Marlowe's name or her photograph in the

room. And three, his presence in
Birmingham could be coincidental.

What age do you think he is?

I don't know, late 40s, early 50s.

It says here Max Stanford was born in
June 1933, which makes him 73 years old.

Or maybe he's heavy -handed with the
Russian 2000s.

Wife died of cancer in 1984. Two sons.
One died in the Gulf War.

The other is a dentist.

Okay, Roisin, if I buy all that, tell
me, why did he attack Lisa?

I don't know.

I don't know.

But, Mike, she called me. She called me.
She left a message to say call her

about something about Max Stanford.

Look, I said from the start this girl
was at risk, and no one listened to me.

Don't go there.

Stay calm.

Get me Quantico on the line now.

Paddington Station.

Yes, sir. Thank you very much.

The real Max Stamford has been in a
psychiatric hospital for ten years. Pick

that bastard up. We can at least hold
him on identity theft.

Where is he?

Oh, God, um, a hotel in Victoria. That's
all I know.

His mobile number. I have his mobile.

What, you're just going to call him?

Yeah. Oh, we've used him before. I just
call him and tell him we need him again.

He's on the 230 from Heathrow to Newark.

Don't lose him. We need an all -ports
bulletin note.

It's ringing.

Max Sanford.

Max, hi. I was just wondering if you
wanted to interview a suspect that we

holding at the moment.

Well, I'd really like to, but I'm just
on my way to Paddington.

Oh, well, I appreciate your leaving, but
this is a big break for us.

Paddington, he's gone. Well...

People Express, get over there. Give a
description of transport, please.

My son just got dumped by his very first
girlfriend.

He's in bits.

I seem to recall from your lecture that
you were complaining you never got to

interview suspects over here.

Yeah, I know I said that.

And if it were any other time, I would
jump at the chance of being allowed to

interview. Well, since we have a
development, I'd appreciate you looking

Like I said, I'd really like to take you
up on your offer, but I have to get

home.

I appreciate the call.

I'll see you the next time I'm in town.

Goodbye.

Palmer, check where the backup is.

Backup, where's backup?

Cover the underground, please.

Palmer, where's backup?

Go, go, go, go, go.

Back entrance.

Side entrance.

Head to the gents, head to the ladies.

And back over there, please.

It's for you.

What time's the next train, please?

Thank you. Palmer, anything?

Can't see it.

OK, next train is in in four minutes. In
four minutes. We can't access the

platform until then.

Connor. Dad, talk to me. Come on, Dad,
talk to me.

Connor, I've got it. Just by the
boarding control side.

You're coming right towards you.

Come on, come on. What are you doing?

Excuse me, excuse me. Thank you.

Matt Stanford.

No relation.

Ex -army lieutenant, invalid without
suffering from nervous breakdown.

Ex -pharmaceutical salesman. He was
divorced.

Two restraining orders, but no charges.

Hey, he spent eight months in a mental
hospital.

Then he was transferred to the same
institution the real Mark Stanford was

Bingo!

When he goes back to the States, what
job does he do?

A... IT consultant.

You okay?

Hmm?

Hmm. I just haven't eaten.

Well, you could have one of my moldy
mingling sandwiches if you like.

So, how do you want to play this?

You take the lead, Mike.

You constantly confuse me.

How come?

Well, you must want to get your hands on
them.

For your case, run around.

They're bringing them up for themselves.

Let's rip him up.

Um... Take Sachin with you.

If it's not a rude question, how come
it's not you in there?

As you can see, I've not asked for a
solicitor, which is my prerogative,

this is going to be a waste of your
time.

You have agreed for this interview to be
recorded?

Yes, of course. Audio, video, some
material to me.

It's 2 .45 p .m., 14th of May, 2006.

This is Detective Chief Superintendent
Mike Walker.

Also present, Detective Sergeant
Satchel.

Could you state your name, please?

Max Stanford.

Could you state your correct name,
please, Mr. Stanford?

For the record, could you please state
your real name?

Matthew George Stanford.

Thank you.

You understand that you have been
questioned with regard to the murder of

Madeline Fuller.

I know the law.

You have so far been unable to prove my
involvement in the murder of Madeline

Fuller, Donna Ryan, Rosemary... I can't
even remember all the victims' names.

Oh, yes, yes, the prostitute Valerie
Marlowe, and last but not least, that I

over a boy who might have had evidence.

Are there any other unsolved cases you'd
like to add to the list?

All you have is that I use the identity
of Max.

Is that such a big deal?

Read Mr.

Stamford is right.

Okay, we go again in half an hour.

I'm not making much headway with him.

I want you in there with me this time.

And I'm not taking no for an answer.

Should we go back in?

No, I'm going to take Roisin by massage.

She needs a result.

Personally and professionally.

Yeah.

Yeah, sure.

Four victims and you think they were
killed by the same guy?

Yeah.

Perhaps we could have dinner one night.

Yeah, I'd like that.

They're bringing him up now.

Oh, we've got his laptop over with
Brooks. Nothing about him.

Good luck in there, Rushing.

Can you tell me where you were Tuesday
evening of this week, please?

At my hotel, as I was leaving the next
day.

Specifically, between 7 .30 and 8 .30 p
.m.? At my hotel.

We have a witness that places you at
Lisa West's flat.

What witness?

Detective Sergeant Lisa West.

You made all the classic mistakes you
lectured about, Max.

If the evidence banded against you,
you'd start losing control.

Lisa West is very much alive.

I never lose control.

You see, you made the gross mistake of
hiring a prostitute to bring you to the

pump house.

Well, you had to get rid of her.

Hmm?

Then you discover...

But there was another witness at the
compact who may or may not be able to

identify you You

have to get rid of him too, hey

We traced your heart car black BMW

We have another witness don't we yes we
do

she thought

A hotel order.

Room service order being taken to your
hotel room.

By the receptionist at the Oxford
Seminar?

Me.

People say that a sociopath is always in
control, Max.

We have your computer.

We're accessing the files on it.

We've got your mobile phone.

We can access all your calls, the chat
rooms you've visited.

You'll have DNA evidence behind in Lisa
West's flat.

We have a match.

He's just a sickening pedophile, and
she's really luring young innocents. I

not a pedophile.

Read the book.

Sit down. You listen to me. You listen.
You listen to me.

You listen to me.

You.

For the purposes of the tape, suspect

attacked DC Icon. Act of a lie. Lies. I
didn't attack her.

I didn't attack her.

I was just trying to get the two -faced
bitch to hear me out.

That you had nothing. With all your
education, with all your expertise, you

nothing.

No witness and no DNA.

Donna Ryan?

How long are you trying to solve that
one? Six?

Six years! How inept are you?

And for you, DCI Colin.

You asked me for your help.

You know what a kick that gave me?

Because I knew you had nothing.

Such.

In the United States, the forensic
suits, they're darker.

Full zip.

Very useful.

Do you see a house?

Stupid! How inept you have been!

Do you?

Are you admitting to the murder of
Madeline Fuller? No!

I'm admitting to all of them! All of
them!

I got inside their heads, their precious
little bodies, and they came to me

because I made them want to know me! I
have the mental capacity to meet anyone

want! Obviously, I am smarter than both
of you!

I have you eating out of the palm of my
hand!

You wanted to fuck me.

But you're not my type, sweetheart.

And that little bitch, if she hadn't
become so enamored of me that she

down a book for me to sign, you wouldn't
have discovered that I was using a

false identity.

You had nothing.

Nothing. Listen to me. Listen to me.
They love me.

They wanted me.

Leave me alone. Leave me alone.

I'm back then.

You have no evidence!

Madeline? Yeah?

Come on, get it.

Don't get your seatbelt.

Let me help you.

I'm just here to see if you're going to
be back at work next week.

You okay?

Yeah.

I'm relieved.

I'm going to go talk to Madeline's
mother.

Tell her it's all over. I hope it's some
kind of consolation.

Yeah, it is. And it will be.

Do you want some company?

Yeah.

Yeah, thank you.

At least you now know it's over.

Not for me, it's not.

I've only just kept myself together
since she was last here.

We're in the carpets, I'll go in the
meetings.

Admit it, did he?

Well, I want to go to the trial.

I want to see him.

to close his eyes on.

Give me something to do.

It's like Beth, isn't it?

But my darling, there'll never be a
bride.

I've got a bottle of gin under the bed,
but I haven't touched it.

I wouldn't leave it.

So I could make the rest of it all.

Sylvia. Sylvia, there is no sense.

There never is, darling.

But at least now we've got him and you
can get on with your life.

But she... She was my life.

I know.

I know.

Now that we've examined him and he's
unfit to stand trial, they'll send him

to America.

To the mental asylum he came from.

Sylvia, it's the police.

It's me that's been on trial.

And I've carried this guilt.

But I never gave you closure.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, Sylvia.

I suppose it's...

It's different for you, all of you.

Now he's caught.

It's on to the next case, right?

Yeah, that's right.

It is different.

Goodnight, Sylvia.