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How do you catch
a cold-blooded monster?

You have to think like one.

That fact alone means you've
won before you even start.

Confectioner.

He's leaving us clues.

I think he wants to end it.

I need to talk to Ellis.
We're going to Manchester.

Manchester?

So, as the figures suggest,

this is one of the most
potentially profitable

income streams.

I've run the figures past
finance and they look good.

Trudi.

Yeah, no, it's definitely
something that we can build

a strong promotional
campaign around.

I'll be working
closely with Estelle in HR

on the person power
redeployment, recruitment

and training implications.

I've set up that meeting for us.

Great.

Let's collate those
stats with a pitch,

and blow their socks off.

See you in a bit.

I shouldn't be here.

But this place has saved me.

And I'd have gone
down for something.

Oh aye.

Not child-snatching,
rape, murder.

You seem to have
adjusted to this.

We can only live in the present.

I have a richer inner life
than most of the screws

in this place.

Probably more than
you, DI Lennox.

My girlfriend's into
all this

mindfulness stuff.

As you say, you only live
in the present moment.

Look, I'll come to the point.

I ken that you didn't kill
either Stacey or Noor.

A few journalists
have said that to me.

But you're the first copper.

Masturbating over the
grave of a murdered child

won't buy you any
favours from me.

You were almost as contemptible
as a human being can be.

Almost.

You didn't kill a kid.
You're no Mr. Confectioner.

Yeah, I've been
telling them that for years.

Didn't believe me.

Told them other stuff
and all, like Parka Man.

Parka Man?

Yeah.

Had a scarf over his mouth.

I could just make
out his weird eye

from behind these thick glasses.

In what way weird?

Remember David Bowie,
with the frozen retina?

Is that all you saw of his face?

Yeah, it is.

Did you speak to him?

I said, "It's a very sad thing."

He replied, "Kids die all the
time. Malnutrition, disease."

What about his accent?

Couldn't place it.

Was it posh?

Not posh as such.

This has been helpful.

Thanks.

You know why I came back later

and wanked on that kid's grave?

Because I was ashamed.

I was ashamed that
I was scared of him,

and I don't fucking scare easy,

but there was something about
him that really shit me up.

So I went back to prove

that I was the baddest
bastard around.

You don't get the notion of
displaced aggression, do you?

Built a fucking career on it.

George, did you ken about
this fucking Parka Man?

Yeah, I did.

Why didn't you tell me?

I mentioned it to
every fucker in sight,

but nobody would listen.

Have you still got the
surveillance footage?

What makes you
think I took a copy of that?

Because I ken you,
George. Send it over.

It really is shit or get
off the pot time, eh?

George knew the killer
would visit the grave,

so he instigated
the surveillance.

Trouble is, it's nailed Ellis,

and it should have
been Confectioner.

Do you think the
boss'll go for it?

Can only hope for a
positive response.

You are out
of your fucking mind.

The file I sent. Did
you have a look at it?

I have better things
to do with my time.

For fuck's sake, boss.

Look, this guy here,
talking to Ellis.

That is Confectioner.

The confessional
urge is strong.

A visit to the victim's grave
often scratches that itch.

You, as well?

That's how they
caught Robert Ellis.

Aye, wanking
over the kid's grave.

And you say he's not guilty?

Masturbating over
Noor's grave is one thing.

Killing her is another.

The timeline isn't right.
You know this story.

The public's blood
lust discounts the
requirement of logic.

So, you'll advocate a
massively expensive operation

that snares the passing pervert,

instead of the
multiple murderer?

You don't see the flaw
in your own logic?

Ellis crossed paths with
plenty of folk at the grave,

and he confessed.

Parka Man there is
Confectioner, I am telling you.

You spoke to Ellis?

It's in the file. How did
they not follow up on it?

I can't afford to sanction
CCTVing a lassie's funeral,

and a graveside, for
God knows how long.

You have to, boss.

You have to.

Going to get you. I'm
going to get some water.

Yeah, don't be long.

Ray. Ray.

Play this lightly, eh?

Aye.

This is our man.

The deviant who
killed Britney Hamil,

and God knows how many others.

Forget Robert Ellis.
Confectioner is still out there.

We are going to go after him
with everything that we have.

We're setting up surveillance
on Britney's funeral.

The date is going to be
released in the national press.

Confectioner will come to us.

When he does come to us,

we're going to be ready for him.

The van?

These are the sightings
of the white van since-

Favour. Those driving skills.

As you can
see, he moves around,

most recently sighted
in Leeds and Birmingham.

He generally stays
off motorways and...

Thanks. If I'd missed
this, she'd have had my guts.

I didn't even
know you had a girlfriend

till last night.

You're not very forthcoming
about your private life.

You're not exactly
Kim Kardashian.

I split from Keith
18 months ago.

We were living together.

Did he not come with you?

He didn't want to leave Dundee.

I was on a low for a while.

Tried to party my way
through it. Didn't work.

So I went to therapy.

Did you find that useful?

It was the best
thing I've ever done.

I really lucked out.

She pulled me out
of a deep hole.

I don't think I could have
climbed out of it alone.

Will you give me her number?

Are you serious?

Well, unlike some
coppers I can name,

I don't see admitting my
frailties as a sign of weakness.

Fucking French.

You abandon me in the
middle of the night,

and then you bring
me here to apologise?

You really know how to
charm the ladies, Lennox.

Aye, well, it's not like
I had an insatiable urge

just to visit Leeds
and Manchester, eh?

I'm a wee bit stressed.

I'll make it my first
and last of the day, eh?

Let's get some grub.

I've got
a problem at work.

Young Carly is being sexually
harassed by our boss.

And, get this,

Estelle.

Your friend, Estelle?

Yeah. They're trying to talk
her into having a threesome.

I think there could be
a history of it, though,

because I've discovered
there's a few other girls

who've left the company
prematurely, no good reason.

But management insist on
this really complicated

grievance procedure,

and it's traumatic, but if
she doesn't come forward,

then there's
nothing they can do.

Fuck them up, then.

Work outside the system.

If they're being crafty,
get crafty in return.

I'm not that kind of
person. You know that.

You want to
beat the system,

you have to operate
like the system.

All systems are unfair.

In my experience,

if you really want to
help your friend Carly,

then you need to start
thinking like the perpetrators.

I need the lav.

Bit of a nip for you?

Thoughtful, but I never
mix business with pleasure.

All the more for me, then.

Ray.

I'm really sorry.

- It's fine.
You two

didn't get introduced properly.

Trudi Lowe, DS Amanda Drummond.

It's really nice to
meet you properly, but-

It's nice to meet you too.

Just excuse us for a second, eh?

Yeah, of course.

Leblanc just called.

He's found the murderer
in the French case.

Brilliant.

Yeah, but Gillman's gone
AWOL. Leblanc needs our help.

I'm really sorry, but
we're going to have to go, eh?

It's fine. I need
to head off anyway.

Thank you for the advice.

Come on.

Sake.

How do you want to do this?

Right, you cover the back door.

If Amanda comes with
me, Fournier will
see a dining couple.

Okay, let's go.

Fuck.

When are you going to come?

You'd really be the expert
at getting fellas off.

Do that thing with your finger.

No, no, no, don't stop.

Get in there.

Well, that's got shot
of the tatty water.

You were pretty tidy back there.

Quite exciting.

Gillman, eh? What
the fuck is he up to?

Thankfully, that fossil
remains a mystery to me.

A junior
employee has alleged

that Mark and Estelle have
been harassing her sexually.

Will she go on the record?

You know I can't investigate
any alleged sexual harassment

unless she comes forward.

Miles, something isn't right
here. You know yourself.

We have had more than
our fair share of women

leaving the company.

I hate to say it, but I'm
actually starting to think

that there is a culture of
silence at Dunedin Power.

Now, look, Trudi.

We take complaints like
this very seriously,

but this girl, this Carly,

she'll need to follow the
correct grievance procedure.

People's lives and
reputations are at stake here.

You want to ruin people over
something that could turn out

to be a misunderstanding?

Or even a joke?

Louis.

- Hi.
- I was worried I'd miss you.

Well, I'm here.

To say goodbye to your
trusted colleague is sad,

but if that person is
also a beautiful woman,

such a farewell
become deep wounds

etched into the soul of a man.

Well, I'm sure the
charms of Paris

will help you get over it.

Goodbye, Louis.

Au revoir, Amanda.

I will miss you.

How's your recovery?

Some pain still, but
it's nothing serious.

I was lucky, you know?

Georges Fournier.

Yeah, a young man with
such disfiguring wounds.

No longer handsome,
but interesting.

I hope he gets the
requisite romantic attention

in your prison system.

A cold-blooded killer.

True. But not your Bonbon man.

But you'll find him soon.

Optimism is the key, my friend.

I admire your ability
to be so upbeat.

The shit we see, the evil
bastards that we have to find.

Yeah, but such bastards
that we get to catch them

and lock them away,

so they hurt no more.

You know, one day, we
create a beautiful garden,

where no weeds can flourish.

But until we can make
the best fertiliser,

we have to pull them up by hand.

Right, Le
Frog, let's get you down

to Waverley Station.

Get you to fuck.

Keep the ladies in
your life happy, Raymond.

That makes for good life.

Is that a French philosophy,

or specifically Leblanc one?

Well, in France, we say,

if your woman's happy,
then make love to her,

and she's for staying happy.

If she's sad, make love to
her, and she will be happy.

That's all right for
you Frenchie bastards.

My Missus would think I was
radge if I tried all that.

Well, women are like
other partners, Douglas.

You have to talk to them.

She wouldn't talk to me.

She thinks I want to open
up and discuss things.

So long, Louis. I
need to head off.

Oh, some poor,
unfortunate pedo need rescuing

from his cruel
incarceration, aye?

Ray, it's a
police department.

It's not a one-man crusade.

You stand and fall as a team.

Aye, and what happens if
some of your teammates

are more concerned
about their pensions

than catching monsters?

Hang on.

Weren't you the one that said

that you have to think
like the system to beat it?

This is different.

How? How
is it different?

If people aren't
pulling their weight,

then you have to do
something to expose them.

The difference here is that
I'm dealing with coppers

who could teach career criminals

a thing or two about subterfuge.

Ray, baby,

you have got to stop taking
the whole weight of the world

onto your shoulders.

You're a good man. You care.

But I really need for
you to care about me too.

It's not natural, is it?

Natural?

What happened to us?

What point did we go
from killing for survival

to killing for kicks?

This isn't healthy.

Ray.

Come back to bed.

Still here?

What's all this?

Well, this
is the HS2 route.

You and your trains.

No, Ray. Confectioner.

Look, everything
happens within an hour

of these three HS2 hubs of
London, Birmingham and Leeds.

But why Edinburgh?

High speed train doesn't
go as far as Scotland.

Maybe in his mind, it is.

Okay, folks, so, had a bit
of a breakthrough. Stuart.

Thanks.

Okay, I was thinking
about trains.

Fucking you and your
toy trains. Wee saddo.

London,
Birmingham and Leeds

are all hubs on the
HS2 rail development.

These are all the girls
that have gone missing

or been killed
near the HS2 route.

They could be linked.

Also, prior to this, two girls,

Holly Wolf and Jessica
Barnes vanished in Ashford

and Epps Fleet.

That's nowhere
near the HS2 route.

But it is near the
HS1 route, the Eurostar one.

It could be someone
who previously worked
on that project.

Let's get the names
of all the contractors

who worked on the HS projects.

Get onto their HR
department for a list

of all the mobile employees.

Where they live,
what they drive.

Maybe a
salesman? They get around.

And they're always
fucking perverts.

Is that right? All salesmen
are perverts, are they?

If Stuart's right,

then Confectioner
could be responsible

for even more killings
than we thought.

There's 15 lassies here,
all unsolved cases.

London, Birmingham, Leeds,
with the odd foray up here.

One at the time of
Britney's death.

Keep digging.

We're
actually sticking

with the Thomas the
Tank Engine angle, aye?

Pass it.

Pass the ball.

Shoot, shoot.

Get the ball then, Kylie.

Ray Lennox? My 11 o'clock
appointment, right?

I'm Sally Hart. I just popped
up for some milk and stuff.

I live in the upstairs flat
and use this one for work.

Just through here.

Take a seat, or lie out on
the couch, if you'd prefer.

So, Ray,

you're a detective, right?

Aye, serious crime.

That sounds serious.

So, I'm meant to spill
my darkest, deepest secrets

and we work through them.

Now, it's for you to decide
what affects your life

and what you feel
comfortable talking about.

Are you okay with that?

I mean, there's not a lot
makes me uncomfortable,

outside the job.

So, how much time
do you spend at work,

or thinking about work?

Well, I have to stop
picking up the rubbish.

Causes considerable
pain to everyone.

So, I'm
selling the business,

and I'm going with
Alfonso to Italy.

If it's true love,
and it is true love,

can't waste your
life on games, right?

Right.

Gin and bitter lemon.

I minded.

- Thanks.
Right.

I wanted to have a
proper talk with you.

Like, really open up about
where it is we're going wrong.

I've had a right good
think about things,

and I think I can see
what it is I'm doing

that might be a wee bit off.

Now, I can go off on
one without giving you

a word in edgewise.

Well, that's-

No, what I'm trying to say
is I ken I've got my faults.

I mean, I work funny hours,

so you're bound to be
saying to yourself,

"Is he off pumping
some dirty wee whore?

Has he got some daft
wee bird in tow?

Because he doesn't
seem that interested

in giving me the
message anymore."

Well, I ken that women
can go through a crisis

of confidence when they
get to a certain age.

I mean, it wasn't that long ago

when you were
wearing short skirts,

even though it seems
like fucking decades.

I mean, you must look at
younger birds and say,

"Oh, they've got it.
I've just not anymore."

- I-
It's mutton

dressed as lamb syndrome.

It's bound to affect
a woman's confidence.

It stands to reason.

Well, I just want you to
ken that I totally get it.

There. That wasn't as hard as
I thought it was going to be.

It seems to have
cleared the air.

So, are you sorted?
You coming home, doll?

I want a divorce.

The lawyer's papers
are in there.

She's fucking nuts, by the way.

Her ma's side, radge,
the lot of them.

I knew it'd come out.

What you looking at?

Carly.

Thanks for coming to see me.

Do you want to take a seat?

I need you to come forward.

Look, I have to leave.

You're resigning? No.

No way.

I've thought about it, and
I'm going nowhere here.

Hey.

Can I have a word?

Sure. I'll
get us some coffees.

How's things with you and Ray?

Yeah, you know, he's
all work-obsessed,

but it's never a
total write off.

Lucky you.

All right?

Fancy a wee bit of
OT back at yours?

Dougie, you're drunk.

It would take you
about a month to come.

You take Viagra like Smarties,

and just pound away at me as
the clock rolls on and on.

Save yourself some money.

I'll pay you double time.

I'm done for the night.

I'm off home to my
boyfriend, for a cuddle.

Fucking boyfriend?

Thanks.

For what?

Caring.

This man cares about people.

It mattered to him.

I let her down. I should
have found that kid.

You're not a god.

You're a law
enforcement officer.

Get a grip.

That's what I'm trying to do.

I always thought you
were a high flier.

You're losing it.

Well, you got your
own way again.

I really hope it works
out, for the both of us.

I know what's been going on.

I can't live a lie anymore.

That's right, it's silly.

I mean, in this day and age.

We've been
sneaking about for years.

Half our lives.

Half your lives?

Is this
doing us any good?

No. No more lies.

How long has this been going on?

It's been going on for 35 years.

Stuart?

DS Amanda Drummond.

Hi, Amanda.

Getting reports of a missing
person. It's a child.

Pretty soon now,

you're going to have some
bad news, Ray Lennox.

Ray.

Kylie Jones, 10 years old.

Went into an open
lock up to get a ball.

Forensics are all
over it. Nothing.

How do we catch him?

We don't. He's coming to us.

No, I mean, why would you?

Windspear Hotel.

Hi, I am just
calling to confirm

a booking for tomorrow,
for Mark McKendrick.

The usual room.

Yes, room 217.

All confirmed.

Okay, thank you.

Thanks.

Hello?

Mrs. McKendrick?

Yes, hi?

I'm calling from
the Windspear Hotel.

I wanted to confirm your
appointment for tomorrow.

What appointment?

Somebody has
booked you a massage,

at 1:15 in room 217.

It must be my husband.

We spent our wedding
night in that room.

Just to say that you
can make your way

straight to the room.

There's no need to
stop at reception.

Thank you.

I need more
ching to keep me awake.

Shouldn't be doing
drugs on duty, Ray.

You stick to
being a drug dealer,

and I'll stick to being a...

What are they?

Dexies.
Dextroamphetamine. Like speed.

Better than ching, if you
just want to stay awake.

Watch them with
the booze, though.

They led us away,
told us we were worthless,

and that our services
were no longer required.

That was great, son.

You actually sat through it?

Of course.

Listen, son, it's important
you know I'm proud of you.

You do know that, don't you?

Actually, no, unless
proud means you having Ray

as your obvious favourite,

and regarding me as
some sort of freak.

You did make your views on
my bisexuality pretty plain.

Well, I was wrong, and
I'm apologising for it.

Wow.

For once, you
really have actually

rendered me speechless, Da.

I mean, I could have done
with this 20 years ago,

but you know, it's
better late than never.

While I was unfairly
castigating your lifestyle,

I want you to know I
never loved you less.

Conversely, I even
love you more,

for being so open and honest.

Free, in a way I could never be.

Fuck's sake, Dad.
Are you coming out to me?

No.

But I know how secrets and
living a lie can destroy you.

You never did that, and
I respect you for it.

Well, there is nothing as
oppressive as a secret.

Danielle.

Danielle.

Get away from me.

It's not what you think.

Come on.
No.

Let me explain.

Leave me alone.

It meant nothing.

It's over.

Ray.

It's him.

Amanda, Stu, you
take the top path.

We'll get them in a pincer.

Gill, you keep them peeled.

Yeah, yeah.

Police, don't move.

Seems to be getting dark, Ray.