All language subtitles for Ragdoll - 01x03 - Episode 3.AMZN-NTb+ION10+CAKES.English

You're not alone in this.

Alyssa with a Y. She was killed
in Croydon about an hour ago.

On her phone, there's a picture
of a man, we think her partner,

and a boy aged 10, 11, called Daniel.

Their surname is Airley.

Husband's on a business trip in Munich,

and they're tracing the son.

Okay.

What did the killer say to her?

How did he force her to step
out in front of a truck?

Are you mad? What are you doing?

Do you wanna watch where you're going?

Hiya. Hiya, Rose. It's Carol.

Excuse me. Do you wanna
move your car please,

- or get your child out of it?
- Yeah, yeah.

Hang on a sec, love.

Where is it? Oh, I'm all over the shop.

It's strange being
stood here next to you.

- Put your hazards on, madam.
- I know it sounds old fashioned,

but I hope someone's
taking care of you, Rose.

You've made so many sacrifices.
That means a lot to real people.

Ah, here it is.

The Ragdoll Killer, isn't it?

I read about the one
he sent to Andrea Wyld.

- Where'd you get this from?
- Found it on my doorstep, didn't I?

Along with the little lad.

- It's Alyssa's son, Daniel.
- He's fine.

- He's fine...
- Hey, hey, Daniel, are you hurt?

Are you all right? We're the police.

I know they're using
psychiatrists to silence you.

- That's why you didn't reply...
- Okay, listen...

- ... to any of my letters.
- Listen to me, all right? I need to...

- Can you...
- I just want to tell you...

- ... give me your car keys?
- ... that you can tell me anything.

Pull this, please. Hey.

- Okay, I'm telling you...
- Lift this up.

You can trust me. Come on.

- This is ridiculous.
- Tell me how it felt

to take the Cremation Killer's
skull between your hands

- and breaking it?
- Unlock the car!

You mean the world to me!

Rose!

Come here.

Hey.

- Carol...
- Rose!

Rose!

***

I won't judge you! I love you!

Sir, Elijah Reed, Mark Hooper's priest.

Reed's sister thought
he was on a retreat,

then she read about the Ragdoll.

She's just ID'd an old scar
on the Ragdoll's torso.

- So, it's Reed?
- Yes.

The left leg belongs to
Ashley Lochlan, Hooper's GP.

We're also comparing
DNA on the right leg

with Vincent Lewis, Hooper's lawyer.

His wife heard Andrea Wyld on the radio.

Roberto Baggio...

the Divine Ponytail.

When Fiorentina sold him to Juve,

the city of Florence
rioted for three days.

It's confirmed.
It's Alyssa's son, Daniel.

So, this was all planned?

Nick Hooper didn't miraculously
escape the killer.

The killer deliberately sent
him running back to us.

And he planted the coke in Nick's flat

knowing that we'd use it
to detain the poor bastard.

He wanted to kill Nick on our watch.

He blackmailed Alyssa to do it for him.

Killing herself would've been part
of the deal to save Daniel's life.

Does Daniel remember anything?

Daniel's not talking.

Did he see him? The killer?

The kid's basically catatonic.
Carol, your fan,

found Daniel in a sports
bag on her doorstep.

And why did the killer pick her?

Well, Carol's the moderator of
a subreddit dedicated to your,

and I quote, "unapologetic masculinity."

So, he's laughing at me.

- Are you all right?
- Are you all right?

I'm not on a kill list
with two dead men.

I'm not being scraped
off a recycling truck.

If something goes wrong, you
can't just rely on Bilbo Baggins.

I think you're underestimating
the therapeutic value

of Baggio's goal against
Locomotiv Moscow.

- I want you to have protection.
- Ugh.

Come on. They carry your handbag,

keep an eye on you.

We're overstretched anyway.

You've done this job.

You know what I'm trying to say.

Can you cope?

You're the boss.

You tell me.

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The killer sedates
his victims, we think.

We can't yet identify the
sedative in the Ragdoll.

It's rare, it's bespoke.

Surely, he'd use the
same thing on Daniel.

So, no evidence, no witnesses,

two more dead.

Rose, by deliberately
pissing off the WPU,

you played right into
the killer's hands.

We have no way of knowing
Alyssa intended to kill Nick.

She tried to give you a warning.

She said the killer thinks
the world is a lawless place.

That is so vague.

It didn't sound like she had
direct contact with him.

Delusions go unnoticed if
they're congruent with reality.

The killer thinks the
justice system is broken.

Him and everyone else.

Right, and right now, is
delusion isn't being triggered.

- It's being validated.
- Let's focus on the list.

He's gonna try and kill the
remaining four people in order

in six days between now and the
anniversary of Hooper's trial.

Well, next is Eric Turner.

He was the guard who
knocked you out at the trial.

Sadly, the blow left Turner
with back problems.

Said he wished he let
you finish the job.

Rose, you come with me.

We'll interview Daniel Airley.

No, I need you to secure Turner.

I'll chase the DOJ for a safehouse.

Daniel's just lost his mother.

You don't think he'd
feel more comfortable

talking to a woman that looks like her?

We don't need to make
this about that, do we?

Turner's our priority.

Rose and Edmunds,

speak to Danny the minute
he's out of observation.

Work out how and where he was abducted.

Back here at 1:00.

The coverage from the camera
on Packwell Avenue ends here.

The coverage from the
camera on Balfield Road

only starts up here.

Did Daniel's parents let him walk
to soccer practice by himself?

Only from this corner to the gates.

Daniel wanted to look grown up.

- How would the killer know that?
- The internet.

Daniel was getting the shit
kicked out of him online.

- Why?
- I don't think kids need a reason these days.

Pre-social media was
still pretty shitty.

I spent between the ages of 13 and 16

literally hiding in a Wawa parking lot.

Where?

Yeah, Wawa's are like 7-Elevens.

I would sit there drinking $1 coffee,

listening to Evanescence,
terrified of my peers.

So...

we've got a 50-yard black spot...

opposite a road with no cameras...

leading to a T-junction

where the CCTV was
knocked out 36 hours ago.

Wow, this guy's so good.

He can get to anyone, anytime he likes.

I should've been alive to it,
the minute he flipped a cop.

First time he used blackmail,

it felt like a necessity.

Now, we know it's his weapon of choice.

You can't blame yourself.

Can you?

I wasn't looking.

You're a cancer.

Oh, cheers.

Star sign, you feel everything.

Ah, Daniel's out of observation.

♪ You believe in your feelings ♪
♪ I ain't sayin' no names ♪

♪ Won't get down to your level ♪
♪ I ain't playin' your game ♪

♪ You believe in your feelings ♪
♪ I ain't sayin' no names ♪

♪ Won't get down to your level... ♪

That was properly brilliant, my love!

- Yes, thank you.
- Right, go on,

or you're gonna be late.

Off you go.

Oh, can you pass me those pills?

You can tell Rose he
cream crackered my golf.

I used to play every weekend.

Like I was saying, sir,

I know Hooper's trial
wasn't a happy time.

I just switched off Dad's
life-support machine.

So, yeah, you know.

And you got a kicking in the press
for letting Rose get at Hooper.

I wouldn't be very trusting either.

Look at it from my perspective.

You come in here without a warrant.

You haven't committed a crime.

Yeah, but you're still gonna
take away my civil liberties

on the pretext of a campaign
of disinformation.

The Ragdoll Killer is real.

So, if you go to work today,

I'm still gonna have to run around

like a blue-arsed fly
protecting you anyway.

I'm not saying that you don't
personally perceive it to be true.

The Deputy Commissioner shouldn't
have withheld information

about the Mayor's death.

- She misjudged it.
- That's what she wants us to think.

I don't follow you.

You don't get that high up
a ladder without joining in.

- They make you do it.
- Sorry.

Eric, I feel like a broken
record, but doing what?

Kids. Children.
The politicians are at it.

The royals are at it.

Look who's getting
bumped off. The Mayor.

That lawyer who stepped in
front of a bus this morning.

I bet they knew about the orgies
and wouldn't keep quiet.

- Eh...
- Dad, I can't find my bag.

- Where'd you leave it?
- By the door.

- Oh, the bus is here.
- We'll find it later. I love you.

Remember, it's my gold bag.

So do you remember anything
about the person who abducted you

or where they took you?

And there are no right or wrong answers.

Let's just start really small.

Are you hungry?

Did they feed you?

Or do you remember a smell

or a sound?

If you don't wanna say anything,
no one's gonna be angry

or upset.

Do you know what to do when
you get pulled out to sea?

It's not a trick question.

You don't fight the tide.

You'll exhaust yourself. You'll drown.

You make yourself big, like a goalie.

You occupy... as much space as possible.

And you trust.

You trust someone to find you.

And if they don't...

Tell yourself that just as
the sun rises in the East

and sets in the West,

remember, the tide will turn.

Rose...

That's Adam, Teresa's fella,
and his mate, Keith.

This was taken on the day Teresa died.

They were the last two
people who saw her alive.

I knew one of 'em killed her.

But you lot didn't care.
So, I called Faust.

He cares.

Do you know where Adam is now?

- No, I don't.
- No one does.

That means that Adam killed my sister.

Because Keith's still alive and
doing his stretch in Markfield.

Faust never misses.

That's what you pay for.

Rose...

I'm off to the morgue.
I need a nice lie down.

Markfield Moor Prison.

- Thanks.
- Could we talk in private?

I'm just...

I am super respectful
of his privacy, but...

Rose was seen on the roof yesterday.

He was on a call and he
was behaving erratically.

Define erratic.

This is why I'm concerned for him.

He seemed suicidal.

Rose? Who told you that?

The window cleaner.

- What was he doing?
- Cleaning windows.

- Rose.
- Oh, he was on the ledge, looking down.

He spoke to someone, he cried out. I...

I just thought maybe he'd
reached out to you about it.

You did the right thing, honestly.

But does Rose seem okay to you?

I'll take it from here. Cheers.

- I'm gonna take the stairs.
- Okay.

Yeah, this is DI Rose.

I need some information about one
of the, uh, inmates at Markfield.

Keith Rakman.

Transferred today?

Yeah...

Well, I really need a word
with him before he leaves.

Come on. He's not gonna cut through
the bars with a cheeseburger.

Can I get by?

Can you hear me?

Fellas, I'm gonna need
you to stand back.

I'll roll you over to your side, okay?

You wouldn't believe
the crap they feed us.

I can't put any weight on in here.

The doctor thought I had a tapeworm.

I was like, "Oi, oi, I'm well up
for having a nice young nurse

popping her fingers up me chuffer.

And in walks this great,
big, mopey looking sod,

says he's a nurse.

I was like, "Nah, I'll keep the worm."

You were friends with Joel Shepton?

- Joel?
- Mm.

I heard he...

Uh, I wanna talk about the death
of his sister, Teresa Shepton.

Her boyfriend, Adam Malick,

he went AWOL before we
could charge him with it.

- Do you know where he went?
- Wish I did.

Wanker owes me money.

What, he mugged you off?

He got this girl to tell
me some bollocks

about how a bloke turned up at
Adam's the night he vanished.

This man, what, he attacked Adam?

Killed him, she said.

Oh, did she see it happen?

No, but it's the way she told it.

It was like a ghost story.

Ah, you think she was lying?

I just thought she overdid
it with the crying.

No one is that scary in real life.

Remember her name?

- K, something.
- Eh?

Lived in Camberwell.

She had a K on her wrist.
She said I should get one.

She'd always bring wicked food.

French stuff.

Cassoulet bavette and all that shit.

- Maybe she worked at a restaurant.
- Yeah?

Not that she had much of an appetite.

Kate! That was her name. Kate.

Did she describe the man
she saw at Adam's place

the night he vanished?

I can just remember
getting lairy with her

because she told the filth too.

But, you know, she was
a junkie like Teresa.

So, you lot didn't give a shit.

So, I'll be following Eric at 3:30,

- leaving the prison.
- Houdini, you're an hour late.

I told Edmunds.

I went to check the details
of Daniel's disappearance.

- Next time, ask me directly.
- All right.

Anyway, the transfer
is scheduled for 3:30.

I'll follow Eric as he travels
from Markfield Moor

to Mount View Prison.

Wait, what's he doing?

He's driving a meat wagon.
Apparently, it's better for his back.

So, wait. What, Eric's
driving a prison van?

He's transporting high-risk
prisoners to Mount View Prison.

What's Eric playing at?
He needs to be in protection.

Right. I don't have time to start
the debriefing all over again

- if you're not gonna listen.
- Okay.

But why's he going to Markfield?

Why do you care about Markfield?

Do you two lovebirds wanna
finish this off in your own time?

Edmunds, you're with me.

- Rose, Finlay, try Daniel again.
- No, disrespect,

but does Edmunds have
the experience for this?

- What the hell?
- It's not up for debate.

Edmunds.

What other prisoners? Do you
know who else is in the van?

Yeah, I did a quick background check.

- No one's connected to Mark Hooper.
- Right. Talk to Daniel.

- Yeah, just take me with you.
- Don't grab me. Rose, stop!

All right. I know I was late.

But don't cut off your
nose to spite your face.

What makes you think you're
in a position to help anyone?

You weren't at the briefing.
You don't know anything...

- Let me come.
- Why?

I don't want you to get hurt.

I don't need your protection.

And don't apologize. God forbid.

- It's not personal.
- Rose, you need to talk to someone.

You really need help.

You want me in a safe place.

I just wanna get on with my life.

Well, this van is bullet
and blast proof.

They can drive an 18-wheeler up
our arse and we'd hardly feel it.

You'll have to tell my wife that
I do know how to compromise.

Well, I'll ride up front with you.

No, it'll be myself and Tony up front.

- No one else. It's in the contract.
- Eric.

- Think about your family.
- I am.

I'm trying to protect my job.

They're already gagging to sack us
because we charge English money.

All right, girl? See
you on the other side.

Sir, are you okay? You can't travel
if you need medical attention.

I just had a medical and
he gave me the all-clear.

And to be honest, I don't care
if someone chopped me head off.

I'm getting out of here.

Yeah, all right, Florence Nightingale.

Weirdo.

- Did you get to speak to Rose?
- I couldn't find the right moment.

Yeah, I get it.

I had a kind of, I wanna say,
blurry relationship at a workplace.

Well, at my college.

Well, they were my professor.

And no... I'm not at all saying
that you and Rose are...

Are you?

Should I keep digging? I'm gonna stop.

Yeah.

I've actually got no idea
what your first name is.

Lake.

Yeah, I'm British.

I'm not gonna be able to
call a grown woman, Lake.

I have no doubt,
absolutely no doubt that...

Oh!

Where do you see yourself in five years?

Like, do you want kids?
Are you having them late?

- Have you frozen your eggs?
- Are you and my mum on WhatsApp?

Sorry, but talking about ambition
in this country is like a taboo.

It's like, the class system,

either gives you whatever you want,
or denies you opportunities.

I'm comfortable with ambition.

Yes! Yes!

- This country needs you.
- Is that right?

Yes!

We basically need women of color
to take control of everything.

You don't think it's exhausting
enough doing the jobs we've got,

showing up and dealing with
the bullshit, everyday?

I know I have to believe
in myself, I always have.

So, I don't need your encouragement.

No... Yeah, I totally see that.

I'm sorry, I misspoke.

What is that word, misspeak?

I thought Hillary Clinton invented it

when she lied about getting
shot at by Bosnian snipers.

I don't think she was lying.
Fear is subjective.

She made the mistake of
talking about her feelings.

Women in politics still can't...

- Shit, are you okay?
- It's him.

Hit the blues, get on the radio.

We need backup!

Keys, give me your keys.

Eric, can you tell me
what just happened?

Do you remember if you blacked out?

- Backup's three minutes out.
- We can't keep him in the van.

Lock yourself in the car with him.

Make sure he doesn't go
to sleep. He's concussed.

If you see anything, hit the horn.

- Don't be a hero.
- Come on. Come on, Eric.

Stay in your cars.
Keep your seatbelts on.

Hit the hazards, and lock the doors.

Come on.

DC Edmunds, report your position,

what can you see? Over.

Nothing, I can't see a damn thing!

Open up the cells

and make sure the
prisoners aren't injured.

But careful, one at a time.

Shut up! Shut up, calm down.

Help!

Hey! Don't fall asleep!

Officer down, I need
backup right now, over.

Hey!

♪ The rise and fall ♪

♪ Of your God ♪

♪ Will tell me the story of your city ♪

♪ The rise and fall of your faith ♪

♪ Let me lose or win ♪

♪ Let this fight begin ♪

♪ Let us lose or win this game ♪

Get him up!

Get him out of there.

He's going into cardiac arrest.

Come on.

Come on!

Come on.

Hey, hey...

Gunpowder in the IED. Old school.

We found a tracking device by
the exhaust of the prisoner van.

Turns out there was a break-in

at the security company's
depot last night.

We also found these...

Which is why Eric was driving
unsteadily just before the blast.

So, the pills might have been switched?

That's today's date on the prescription.

The time given, 4:15.

The killer's guessing
Eric's time of death.

He was out by 87 seconds.

And the snake?

We found listening devices

concealed in Eric Turner's house.

The killer overheard me at Eric's.

I said I'd be following
the van this afternoon.

The killer crept in whilst
I was in the house,

stole the bag and planted it in...

Who's this?

Collateral.

What happened here?

I can't remember what he said.

- You spoke to him?
- She did.

- What did you talk about?
- Nothing. His head.

- Yeah, but what did he say?
- That he had the all-clear to travel.

I guess he stole the pen
from the medical bay.

Oh, I better handle that.

Oh, ma'am, you got some
blood on your shirt.

Cheers, mate, I got a spare in the boot.

Rose?

I'm sorry, Bax.

You put me in a lose-lose.
I wanted you with me,

but I couldn't ignore your behavior.

What were you doing on
the roof, Rose, yesterday?

Someone said you were erratic, suicidal?

Nate?

Just talking to my therapist.

What happened? What set you off?

You just told me about the letter

and that you reported me.

You know, you did the right thing,

but it, it brought up a lot of stuff.

I wasn't suicidal.

I can't do anything right.

Hey, you did everything right.

I wasn't straight with you,
I disrespected you...

It's unforgivable.

Please, you're great.

Don't make me cry.

Got to talk to these pricks.

Oh!

Finley, get the gazebo!

The killer's riffing on old
kinds of capital punishment.

The Mayor was burnt alive,
Nick was hanged, essentially.

This is poena cullei, an old
punishment for parricide.

When a child kills a parent.

Eric turned off his dad's life
support before the Hooper trial.

Well, there you go.

Usually, the murderer
was drowned in a sack

with a snake, a monkey,
a cockerel and a dog.

- Can I borrow your jacket?
- Yeah.

So, no dog. He must
have been sentimental.

Somebody check the glove box.

Fucking hell. Don't even joke.

Hmm, burgundy suits you.

This form of execution was used
in the fall of the Roman Empire,

the Dark Ages and the English Civil War.

In Saxony, the poena cullei punishment

was used up until the mid-1700s.

So, let's put it this way,

Bach was already dead by
the time they stopped.

You're listening to Classic FM.

Help!

Two...

three.

Go!

Okay, well, if you remember anything.

I do know how you feel, mate.

My mom died when I was about your age.

It's shit.

And I remember she told me,

she was very inappropriate,
its hereditary,

she said she was three
days in labor with me.

And when they finally handed me to her,

she didn't...

love me.

Or at least, it didn't feel like love.

She said she felt like she was
being poured out like water,

from her into me.

And even if she wanted
to, she couldn't stop it.

It was scary.

She felt something properly infinite.

I believe that.

It never, ever stopped.

Ever?

Never, ever.

Daniel doesn't remember being taken,

but he does remember suddenly
waking up in the boot of a car.

The driver must have
slammed on the brakes,

Daniel reached out and touched
something cold and wet in the dark.

The driver got out to check on him

and Daniel remembers,
as the trunk opened,

in the light, he saw what
he had just touched.

He says they were human faces.

Could he ID anyone in the Ragdoll?

Not from the photos, but, by
the way, he spoke about it,

sounds like the faces were not intact.

Oh, and he also remembers a smell.

- He said, "A smell like Saturday."
- Yeah.

His mom would get her
nails fixed every Saturday.

- She would bring him along.
- Well, it's progress.

- Well done.
- It was all Rose.

He told Daniel about his mother.

- Alyssa?
- No, Rose's...

I'm sorry. I'm sorry. It's your
story to tell, if you want.

I used a bit of creative license.

What do you mean?

- I told him what he needed to hear.
- Well, wait...

What is going on?

I told Daniel that I knew my mother,

which isn't true.

And that she loved me.

Which I hope is true.

God, you're odd.

None of the DNA that was
found on Daniel's clothing

match the Ragdoll victims.

But we did find traces of acetone.

Oh, that's nail polish remover.

That's what he remembered
from the salon.

It's also widely used in superglue,

paint thinner and chemical peels.

So the kid's not talking bollocks.

- Type that up, get it circulating.
- Wait.

You don't think that lying to a
child who just lost their mom,

you don't think that that's problematic?

Sorry, what's going on?

Hold on, hold on.
Whatever you said to Daniel,

could it be construed as
a threat, as intimidation?

No, I was being empathetic.

- No, dude. You told him a lie.
- Did you coach him on what to say?

How would he know what to tell him?

Mark Hooper was able to kill again...

How would he know what to tell him?

Mark Hooper was able

to kill again...

Shut up!

Get something into your
head. Drill this in there.

Your feelings do not matter.

Finlay...

Ma'am!

He can't just take the win
and ignore the consequences.

I can't stop him, Edmunds.

All right?

Get some sleep.

I am seriously concerned about Rose.

You don't think you are
blowing this out of proportion?

No, I don't think so, ma'am.
Did you speak to him yet?

He was consoling a child.

Compared to half the
stuff other cops do.

That's my problem. I don't think
you'd make excuses for other cops.

You've had a rough day.
You've handled yourself.

But I don't owe you an answer.

I've heard you. Let it go.

After the shit he pulled today?

Would you repeatedly question
my judgment on this

- if I were Simmons?
- Yes, ma'am.

Don't lie to me.

You didn't chase him out the
room. What about Finlay?

So, what makes you think
you can undermine me, Lake?

Door, car, gate.

Door, car, gate.

Door, car, gate.

Door, car...

Oh, jacket.

_

You know, I waited for you all morning.

I got so mad, I wrote 2000 words

on the time I caught you
peeing in the kitchen sink.

My editor says it's not in the
public's interest to know that,

but I say the devil's in the details.

You seriously want to do this?

Could you take a picture for us?

Oh...

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Oi, oi. Chin up.

Shut up, Rose.

- Can we have a word, please, sir?
- You're joking.

- You want me to trust that man?
- Yes.

Is he house-trained?

Yesterday I saw you go above and beyond.

- I'm in.
- You didn't let me finish.

I mean, you can keep flattering me.

If you stay in this house, you will die.

We can get you out of here
until we catch the killer.

- But that could take years.
- Would you prefer to be dead?