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Have a feeling you're about to tell
me I'm destined for greater things.

Police are looking. They
need someone like you.

For what?

There's a task team looking into

those killing fields
in Mitchell's Plain.

They need a forensic profiler.

They don't have profilers
in this country.

You'll be the first.

"There is no such thing as a
person, who, at the age of 35,

"suddenly changes from perfectly
normal to totally evil."

FBI criminologist,
Robert Ressler.

He's interviewed hundreds
of killers in his career.

So I trust when he says
killers are created.

I should hate the men who
do these terrible things.

But I can't.

What does that say about me?

It says you understand them.

Maybe that can be your
superpower - if you let it.

Here we go.

Is that the only bottle?

It's the only decent
bottle I've got.

Thanks for letting
me stay, Suze.

Honestly, I didn't think packing
up the house would be so brutal.

It's not totally
awful having you back.

Are you sure you're going to be
OK in the guest room by yourself?

I've gotten used to it.

I'm going to check if
your room's all set.

Thank you.

Are you looking for Loubser

or just some good
old-fashioned witchcraft?

I'm... I'm looking
for Brigadier Brink.

Petrus Brink at your service.

Dr Micki Pistorius.

Ah, you must be the profiler
I've been hearing so much about.

Yeah.

Not my office.

It's Colonel Loubser's
chamber of horrors.

Um, let's go next door.

There's a little bit more
fresh air than in this place.

I heard what you did
with the Strangler.

Caused quite a stir.

Hm. Maybe not the good kind.

The guys in the force need a
shake-up every now and then.

Thank you.

Um. Brigadier, I
really appreciate you

bringing me in on the
Strangler case, but I'm...

Uh... Brixton Unit...

..discovered a body
just over an hour ago

on the Cleveland mine dumps.

I've heard of those.
It's eight so far, right?

And there'll be more.

And the minister's breathing
down my neck for an arrest.

We have 43 leads on this case

and you get to tell us
who the lucky winner is.

And there's more.

Delmas Police
arrested a young male.

Goes by the name
of Warren Barnes.

He's white.

He has connections
to a neo-Nazi group.

Is this hate crimes?

Uh, he's a right-wing Afrikaner.

Three black victims.

The investigation had him
cornered, but now he claims that...

..he cannot remember
that he owned up.

Convenient.

So, the state will need you to
testify about his mental health.

The full interview, assessment
of capacity, all that.

Wait...

Sorry, what are we doing here?

We're moving you
wherever you're needed.

And you will be
needed everywhere.

You must tell me what I can do
for you that can make this work.

A specialised unit
would be good.

A unit?

Yeah. A dedicated
psychology unit.

Um. A staff...maybe five.

We could serve all the
running cases in the province

and build it out as
the cases come in.

Now...

How about one more
person to start with?

Yeah. Um...

One more would be...better.

Her name is Erika.
She's been briefed.

She'll meet with you later.

OK.

Hey, hey, hey, hey. Whoa,
whoa, whoa. Step back.

Step away, please.
You can't be here.

Captain Micki Pistorius.
Brigadier Brink sent me.

Oh. You from National?

Investigative Psychology.

What are they bringing
me a psychologist for?

The brigadier thought
it would be good for me

to get an eye on the scene.

I have an eye on it. My eye.

I need to collect
evidence for my profile -

that doesn't need to
interfere with what...

Charles, get this lovely lady
off my crime scene, please.

Sorry. Sergeant. Look. You
have a lot to sift through.

I can help you understand
what you're looking for.

Dead people don't
need psychologists.

Look, I don't mean to be rude,

but I have no idea at all how
you think you can help here.

Well, I'm here for the
ones that are still alive.

Sarge. I've got to
show you something.

So, she was dumped
out here in the open.

When we turned her
over, we found this.

"She is a beach.

"And we must stay here as
long as you don't understand."

None of the other bodies had it.

Some sort of message to us?

Or to the victim.

What's that?

That's just trash. This
used to be a landfill site.

Yeah, or evidence.

We'll let Forensics decide.

OK. It's a pad on a crime scene
next to a woman's dead body.

It could have been hers.
We could use it to ID her.

I'm going to bag it
anyway, just in case.

Let's get Forensics down here.

Clear this fucking body now.

Yes, sir.

So, the crime scenes
are here, here and here.

All within walking
distance of each other.

OK. So, he knows
the lay of the land.

The police remove a body, he
puts another one in its place.

He's replenishing the spot.

He's what?!

Uh, like he's restocking it.

He's marking his territory.

Like a dog pissing
on a lamppost. Yeah.

Yeah. He's saying, "This
is my place. Mine."

OK.

So, have you got to
be somewhere else?

Interviewing a suspect in
another case in a few hours.

OK.

She has a beach,
back of right thigh.

Then the other
thigh, more writing.

"We must stay here for as
long as you don't understand."

What do you think it means?

Well, it's probably a
misspelling of bitch, right?

Yes. Maybe he's
not that literate.

No, but I think he's
intelligent, so that doesn't fit.

There's a contradiction here.

Either way, there's
deep anger in his words.

And he's chosen to express
that by writing it on her body.

Which suggests he couldn't
express his anger to her directly.

That he struggles to
convey his true feelings.

Angry at her. Well, shit,
he strangled her, so, yeah.

But is it anger at THIS
woman in particular or...

You know, some woman?
Maybe she rejected it.

Or maybe someone else did
and Josephine's a stand-in.

No, something's off here.

Not all of them are naked.

But all of them were raped

and strangled with a piece
of their own clothing.

Yeah.

Yeah, but why remove the
jewellery of this one,

Thea, and not any of the others?

Sometimes there are head
wounds, sometimes there aren't.

He's smart enough to lure them
in, but he can't spell bitch.

It feels like we're dealing
with two different killers.

Two MOs.

OK. Josephine, Thea, Sthando.

These three are all
from Pretoria, right?

Yeah. Yeah.

OK. And all their bodies
were found in Joburg?

Correct. OK.

So, he drives.

Either he drives them alive...

It's an hour from
Pretoria to Joburg, right?

Yeah. So, they must trust
him enough to get in the car.

Or he kills them first, takes
them to graveyards later.

So, we're looking for a man that
has dead bodies in his trunk.

Or a man that gives
lifts to women as his MO.

Yeah, and we need to find
him, because what he says here

tells us he won't
stop until we do.

We don't have enough resources

to go after 43 different
suspects all over the country.

So, I need you to
narrow this down for us.

43? Let's get to work.

Let's give her
everything she needs.

Cigarette, please. Thank you.

Come, Lord Jesus.

Cover me with Thy
precious blood.

And fill me with
Thy Holy Spirit.

Ah! Ah! Ah!

I love Thee, Lord Jesus.

Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!

I praise Thee, Lord Jesus.

Argh!

I thank Thee, Jesus.

Amen.

Anything? Um...

Well, I think I've
got a top three.

Thato Sikwane, Ernest
Mapinga, David Selepe.

Who seems like the most likely?

Well, Sikwane's a
college lecturer.

A female student
claimed he harassed her,

made sexual remarks.

Attempted rape,
but she got away.

Sounds about right. Yeah.

No. The career and the
personality seem right,

but the approach seems hostile.

A better fit is Mapinga.

Local businessmen,
sophisticated, clean-cut.

A neighbour said he
offered her a lift home

and then tried to force
his way into her house.

What about him?

Uh... David Selepe?

Occupation unknown.

Witness described him as
well-liked in the community.

Suave. Charming. Also
a little arrogant.

Our witness reported he offered
her a job a few months ago.

She hesitated. He
became verbally abusive.

She feared for her life
and called in the tip-off.

So, who do we follow up on?

What?

I don't guess.

I need more time to look into
all of them in more detail.

OK. Don't take it, please.

Detective Charles.

Dr Pistorius?

A long distance for you.

Just pass it here. It's fine.

Hi, this is Micki.

An ego-dystonic killer.

Smart deduction.

Who is this?

Robert Ressler.

How did you settle on that
conclusion with so few details?

Sorry. Is this a prank?

Maybe I should turn
down the accent, huh?

It is a little ham.

Um. Can you pass me...?

Hi...

Hello? Mr Ressler. Hi.

Sorry... What an honour.

How did you...? Find you?

It's a small field.

And you faxed me your profile
on Norman Simons, remember?

Excellent work, by the way.

Oh, thank you so much.

So, your conclusion?

Yeah. Well, it was the
neatness of the scenes.

The perfectionism.

That was the first clue.

The ego-dystonic killer has
an ideal image of himself

that doesn't correlate
with his need to kill.

So, from that and
an eyewitness MO,

I deduced that he'd be
trusted in the community.

I knew I was looking for
someone who disassociated,

who'd seek to
isolate themselves,

who suffered feelings of
guilt and helplessness.

Well, that's what
the nurse described.

Liebman. Yeah, exactly.

Although I don't agree with
all of his conclusions.

Such as?

That all serial killers
are ego-dystonic.

Most killers have
virtually no superego.

They don't regret.
They don't feel guilt.

They have unusually
high self-esteem.

Your work's impressive, Micki.

The pathologies, the understanding
of behaviours, the deductions.

It's spot on.

So are you on to your
next case already?

Um... The next two, actually.

That kind of hands-on investigative
work never happens stateside.

I'm envious.

Don't be.

The detectives don't
seem to like it.

Think I'm interfering.

Well, that's because
we chase ghosts.

We're concerned with
causes, not symptoms.

With thoughts, not deeds.

Deeds are how detectives are
taught to understand their work.

Yeah.

Well, maybe someone should
teach them differently.

Maybe that someone
should be you.

Thank you, Mr Ressler.

Um, thank you.

Hello. Hi.

My guess was black, two sugars.

Uh, black, no sugar.

You must be Erika.
Erika. Captain Bothes.

And you are Doctor Pistorius.

Well, coffee's wrong,
but I've got...

Ooh! This looks
way more promising.

Hm.

So, Delmas Police Station?

No, change of plan.

We're going to meet
our guy at the stream.

Where they found
the bodies? Yeah.

OK. We'll take my car. Mm-hm.

May I?

Sure.

Wow. Well, you have
clearly prepped.

So, go on, then.

Tell me what you know
about Warren Barnes.

Um... Member of an
extreme right-wing group.

He turned himself in. Confessed.

Claimed two of the three
murders happened at that stream.

His descriptions
match the scenes.

Traumatic childhood,
molestation, severe abuse.

But now he's after
an insanity defence.

Claims multiple
personality disorder.

In psychiatric care,
not prison time.

Doesn't dispute that he killed,

but says he can't
be held responsible

because he has no
memory of the murders.

Is he telling the truth? No.

People with MPD don't act
out revenge fantasies.

Serial killers do.

That's what you said
in your lectures.

So, Warren Barnes is lying.

I studied at the Institute
for Behavioural Sciences.

They're still using
your old notes to teach.

What about the victim profiles?

Black women, mostly.
Big surprise.

First one, he claims she made
sexual advances towards him.

Queen Bhuyeni. She
was a prostitute.

Worked in and around the
CBD in the gambling dens.

She was popular.

Had her customers go
to the Crown Hotel.

He must have been one of them.

And she trusted him.

Didn't work out
too well for her.

So, he dislikes
sexually forward women.

Maybe he sees his acts

as a sort of justice
for his own abuse.

Could be a way of punishing
the women for enjoying sex.

Or a projection of his own guilt
for enjoying sex with black women.

Or, possibly,
simply for existing.

Hello, Warren.

My name is Micki Pistorius.
Want to take a walk with me?

It's beautiful here, isn't it?

Uh-huh.

Peaceful.

I love these kinds of walks.

They help me clear my
head. Ms Pistorius...

..why are we here?

I thought it might be more
pleasant than the police station.

Some sun.

Fresh air.

And there's something
I wanted to see here.

Should be right around here.

They were for Queen.

Her family left them here
after her body was found.

They wanted to know the exact
place she'd been dumped.

This is the spot you
pointed out, wasn't it?

I've never been here.

OK.

Let's talk.

How do you know Queen Bhuyeni?

Were you a regular
customer of hers?

I would never sleep
with a woman like that.

Why not?

She was a professional.

There's no shame in that.

It's against my culture to
sleep with such a woman.

I see.

And yet the victim is found to
have been sexually assaulted.

Her genitals mutilated.

She was raped and then
stabbed multiple times.

You did that? Not...

Not me.

You showed the police where
you left her body, Warren.

If it wasn't you, who was it?

It was someone else.

An Afrikaner?

Yeah.

What's his name?

His name is Diederick.

And where's Diederick now?

Warren. Is Diederick here?

Diedrick doesn't want to talk.

I think you do want to talk.

What do
you want, Ms Pistorius?

I want to know how
you killed Queen.

She came to my door.

She knocked.

She wanted to have sex with me.

And is that what you wanted?

No.

You didn't like
her touching you?

She should never have done that.

She should never
have touched me.

Queen didn't hurt you, did she?

The woman who hurt you,

that happened when
you were much younger.

Why did Queen remind you
of the woman who hurt you?

This is bullshit. He's lying.

Is it because Queen touched you?

I... I don't know her.

Interrogations are
really fragile.

Need to tread gently.

I'm sorry. But he is lying.

Doesn't mean we don't
have to play along.

Yeah. This is
Micki. Ninth victim.

Different districts. Similar MO.

The mortuary just called
with a confirmation.

OK. Yeah, we'll meet
you at the morgue.

Doctor.

Oh, right.

Breathe through your mouth.

Small gulps. Makes it easier.

Right. So...

Lungi Biyela.

24 years old.

Strangled with her pantihose.

You'll notice some severe
bruising on the inner thighs.

Can we see the clothing
she came in with?

Sure. What's left of it.

Knock yourself out. Thank you.

When did you last wear
a pair of pantihose?

Not since Sunday school.
Yeah. Me neither.

She was looking smart
the day she went missing.

Why do you think a woman
would be this well-dressed?

Church? On a Tuesday?

Maybe on her way to work?

Yeah. Then why stop
and talk to a stranger?

Why get in his car

if you're on your way to something
important, like your job?

You're right.

Quite a few of them
were well-dressed.

Victim was wearing court shoes,
blue blouse, black skirt.

The Station Strangler
promised the boys a reward.

You think this guy is promising
these women something?

I don't know.

But a woman wearing pantihose
wouldn't get into the car

of a man who looked
poor or badly dressed.

It must have been a good car.

Or a rich man.

Closest match to those
details is David Selepe.

Yeah, for this one.

Where did that come from?
I've got to jump up and down.

No way. Is that Waterkloof?

That big old lady.

You've been sitting
down here for hours.

Do you need a heart-to-heart?

You were never
very good at those.

I can shut up and listen
if you need me to.

Is that for me?

I'm not that much of a dragon.

Alright. Listen up.

David Selepe, 29 years of age.

Registered address puts
him up in Boksburg.

We move as soon as
we are done here.

Sergeant?

Um, I was supposed to brief
the team on my full profile.

Why are we arresting Selepe?

Well, you identified
him for us. Well, done.

I'm sure you are keen to
get back to your own office.

No, sorry... Look,
my work's not done.

I said I needed
more time on this.

How did we land on him?

We need an arrest.

While you are busy doing paperwork,
our killer is a free man.

Now, this Selepe.

He has links to Pretoria
and Johannesburg.

He owns a college.

He has a special interest
in teaching female students.

He drives a Mercedes Benz.

All of which link up to
what we have of your profile

and the actual evidence.

My profile isn't finished.

I can't get a clear picture,

there's too many inconsistencies
and contradictions.

A few of these crime scenes
feel like the work of two,

maybe three totally
different killers.

We are not looking
for three killers.

These scenes have almost
nothing in common.

The one thing they have in
common, Captain, is dead women.

Yeah, but how do we know
Selepe killed them all?

Look. This last victim
had no blunt-force trauma.

Three previous victims
all had head wounds.

Why would the killer's
MO change so drastically

from one victim to the next?

This last woman had no
assault injuries at all.

She must have gone
with him willingly.

Now, why would she do
that, huh? I don't know.

That's what I'm saying,

I need more time to
interpret the scenes.

How about you let me decide
on the arrests, Dr Pistorius?

You've done your
job. I'll do mine.

Officers have been to the college
and his home address, but no luck.

We know he travels between
Pretoria and Johannesburg,

so we are putting up roadblocks.

He drives a champagne
Mercedes Benz, five years old.

Let's get this guy before
he gets another victim.

Let's go.

What the...? I had
to give him a name.

What if you gave
him the wrong one?

Well, that's up to the
top level to sort out now.

It's not our problem. I'm sorry.

Ready?

Could you turn off your
engine please, sir?

Sure.

Your papers, please.

Of course.

Problem with the papers?

Open the boot for
me, please, sir.

Sir.

You need to come
with us, please.

Captain Pistorius, you
interviewed my client,

Warren Barnes, is that correct?

That's right. I spent
two hours with him.

You say in your report

that Mr Barnes wants
to convince the court

that he suffers from multiple
personality disorder.

That's correct.

How can you say that he wants
to convince us, Captain?

Surely if somebody
can't remember,

it's not within our power
to disprove their memory.

Well, that's not quite true.

Yes, I can only judge
the facts in front of me.

His words, his actions,
his personal history.

But from those
words, those actions,

I can tell when someone
is faking memory loss.

So, what about Mr Barnes's
personal history struck you most?

Um...

When children are abused
like Mr Barnes was,

they have several options
for mental defence.

A person might develop split
personalities, MPD to cope.

MPD represses the abuse,
but, in my opinion,

very rarely morphs
into revenge fantasies.

The revenge fantasies are what fuel
the murders serial killers commit.

But a person with MPD
wouldn't feel compelled

to act out their fantasies.

The serial killer does.

That's what makes him different.

Mr Barnes claims the
abuse he suffered

led to his developing
multiple personality disorder

and that's what came
over him when he killed.

That it was a
second personality.

A someone he called Diederick
who committed the act.

But MPD and the urge to kill

are two completely different
responses for abused individuals.

In my opinion,
they don't overlap.

You are saying that
these two things

can NEVER coexist in one person.

Psychology isn't
an exact science.

I'm saying it's
highly improbable.

I hear what you're saying, Dr.

But if you have any doubt at
all, this court should know that.

From my research, I know
it's highly improbable.

My client would disagree.

And it's possible that he would
challenge what you've been taught.

That he's a murderer? Yes, that's
clear, as the evidence shows.

But that he also suffers
from a personality disorder.

A mitigating fact.

Isn't that fairly clear as well?

Captain, after speaking
to this man, my client,

can you tell this
court conclusively

that Mr Barnes does not suffer
from multiple personality disorder?

I can say that
conclusively, yes.

In my professional opinion,

to the best of my knowledge,

Mr Barnes is lying.

Siela?

You did well on
that stand today.

Siela?

Yeah. It's my new
nickname for you.

For 'sielkunde', psychologist,
it also means soul.

And I'm also the bearer
of more good news.

They arrested Selepe.

Where? Where is he now?

He's in the Brixton
Police Station.

He confessed to 15 murders.

15?

And he agreed to take the detectives
to the scenes of the crime.

Then we'll know.

I want to talk to him.

I need to.

You can.

In fact, I'm not
sold on this one.

I need to understand it.

Now, if they really
were all him,

then that is a
fascinating case study.

What?

There's no-one that I know that
thinks the way that you do.

And that's meant as a
compliment. Thank you.

I promise you, you will
get your interview.

And you're going to
get into his head.

Yeah. Take the win.

While it's still here. There
are few enough of them.

Yeah.

He's going to fall and break
his neck if we're not careful.

And then we'll be the bad guys.

Take them off.

It's not on me.
Spread your legs.

OK. Where is it?

Over there.

What's over there? A body?

A bag of underwear.

Where is it?

It's there.

I'll show you.

Uncuff him.

Seriously. Open up your hands.

There's a bag over
here. Yes, it's here.

Hey! Hey! Stop.

Frikkie?

Are you OK?

Someone radio an ambulance.

OK, cool. Just lay
down your head...

Yeah. Hello.

They killed him.

David Selepe.

What? Yeah.

No interview. No chance
of understanding.

No knowledge. Just another body.

We did our part, right?

I mean, whatever the outcome,
women's lives will be saved.

Yeah.

Now we don't learn
anything, though.

We've lost the chance to understand
how one of these men thinks.

Now, that's how lives
really get saved.

Not by taking justice
into our own hands.

Yeah.

Shame, I'd say
let's go for a drink

but my fiance is
waiting for me at home.

Oh, it's fine.

I'm fine.

Go home.

Enjoy your evening.

I'll see you tomorrow.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I'll miss you. Yeah, well,
I'm not going anywhere.

Are you?

Last day in Pretoria till
they need me somewhere else.

Always got a place
here if you need one.

Yeah. You did your best.

I just keep thinking if
there's something I missed.

Like, if there's someone
else still out there.

I don't know.

You know, maybe sometimes the why
isn't the most important thing.

Yeah.

Maybe.

Oh, will you?

Don't smoke it all at once.

It's not all on you, you know.

Take care of yourself, OK?

See you soon.

Have you ever
heard of Luke 5 32?

"I have not come to
call the righteous.

"But sinners to repentance."

What does this say to you?

That we have to repent our sins.

But what else?

That we are no worse
than no-one else.

Exactly.

Our Saviour does
not see our sins.

He sees us.

And He loves us and forgives us.

No matter what we have done.

He wipes the slate clean.

He has given us salvation.

And it is ours to claim.

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