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'How do you catch a cold-blooded monster?

'You have to think like one.

'That fact alone means they'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 goin' 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?

Er, yeah, no, it's definitely something

that we can build a strong promotional campaign around.

I'll be working closely with the Stirling HR

on the, er, 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 Eckhart mindfulness stuff.

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

Look, I'll come to the point.

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

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 not Mr Confectioner.

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

They didn't believe me.

It's all the other stuff, an' all. Like Parka Man.

Parka Man? Yeah.

He 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 fuckin' scare easy,

but there was something about him, it 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 care 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 snared Ellis, and it should have been Confectioner.'

D'you think the boss'll go for it?

We 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 Nula's grave is one thing, killing her is another.

The timeline isn't right. You know the story,

the public's bloodlust discounts the requirement of logic.

So, you advocate a massively expensive operation

that snares the passing pervert instead of the multiple murderer!

Do you not 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.

He 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 the graveside for God knows how long.

You have to, boss.

You have to.

Gonna get you.

I'm gonna 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 gonna go after him with everything that we have.

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

The date is gonna be released in the national press.

Confectioner will come to us.

And when he does come to us, we're gonna be ready for him.

The van? These are the sightings of the white van since...

A favour. Those driving skills.

As you can see, he moves around.

Most recently sighted in Leeds and Birmingham.

He generally stays off motorways and tries...

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.

Could he not have come with you?

He didn't wanna leave Dundee.

I was on a low for a while. Tried to party my way through it.

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... She pulled me out of a deep hole.

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

Can you give me her number?

Are you serious? Well, unlike some coppers I could name,

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

Hello, Louis LeBlanc.

'LeBlanc, Petit Jardin.'

Cet homme dont tu as parle.

Je pense, il est la.

D'accord. Merci, mon ami.

Fuckin' 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?

Ha.

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, she's 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.

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 'em 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 wanna help your friend Carly,

then you need start thinking like the perpetrators.

I need the lav.

I put one out for you.

Thoughtful, but I never mix business with pleasure.

Hm. All the more for me, then.

Ray.

Erm... 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...

Nice to meet you. Just excuse us for a second.

Yeah, 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 gonna have to go, eh?

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

Thank you for the advice.

Come on!

Fuck's sake!

How do you wanna do this? You cover the back door.

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

OK, let's go.

Excuse moi, Monsieur. Police.

Ne bouge pas.

No!

Oh!

Fuck! When are you gonna come?

You're meant to be the expert at getting fellas off.

That's right, what you're doin' 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.

It was 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.

Do you wanna 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 a trusted colleague is sad,

but if that person is also a beautiful woman,

such farewells 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 the recovery?

Some pain still, but he hit nothing serious.

I was lucky, you know.

Georges Fournier.

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 bon-bon 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.

Such bastards, we get to catch them and lock them away

so they hurt no more.

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 hands!

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 a specifically LeBlanc one?

Well, in France, we say, "If your woman's happy,

"then make love to her and she is for staying happy.

"If she is sad, make love to her and she will be happy."

See, that's all right for yous 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.

Nah, she won't talk to me!

She thinks I won't open up and discuss things.

So long, Louis. I need to head off.

Ah. Some poor, unfortunate paedo needing 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, you were the one that said

that you have to think like a 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 'em.

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?

At what point did we go from killing for survival

to killing for kicks?

This isn't healthy.

Ray...

..come back to bed.

You still here?

What's all this?

Er, well, this is the HS2 route.

You and your trains.

No, Ray. Confectioner.

Everything happens within an hour

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

But why Edinburgh?

The high speed train isn't going as far as Scotland.

Maybe in his mind it is.

OK, folks. So we've had a bit of a breakthrough. Stuart.

Thanks.

OK.

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 Ebbsfleet. 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 the mobile employees,

where they live, what they drive.

Maybe a salesman? They get around. 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.

What, and we're sticking with the Thomas The Tank Engine angle, aye?

Pass it!

Pass the ball.

Shoot! Shoot!

Aw!

Get the ball, then, Kylie.

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

I'm Sally Hart.

I just popped out 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, in serious crime.

That sounds serious.

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

and we work through them?

No. It's for you to decide what affects your life

and what you feel comfortable talking about.

Are you OK with that?

Aye. I mean, there's not a lot makes me uncomfortable outside of the job.

So how much time do you spend at work, or thinking about work?

Well...

You never have to stop picking up the rubbish and...

..it 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,

you cannae 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 can see what it is I'm doing that might be a wee bit off.

I ken I can go off on one without giving you a word in edgeways.

Well, that's... I don't want it now.

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,

"or has he got some daft wee bird in tow?

"Cos he doesn't seem interested in giving me the message any more."

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 fuckin decades.

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

"They've got it, I've just no any more."

I... It's the 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 wisnae as hard as I thought it was gonna be,

and it seems to have cleared the air.

So, are you sorted? You comin' home, darling'?

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 would come out!

What you looking at?

Carly, er, thanks for coming to see me.

Do you wanna 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.

Can I have a word? Sure. I'll get us some coffees.

How's things with you and Ray?

Er, 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 eat 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.

A fuckin' 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've got your own way again.

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

I know what's been going on.

I can't live a lie any more.

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. It's some bad news.

'We're getting reports of another missing person. Some child.'

'Pretty soon now, you're gonna have some bad news, Ray Lennox.'

Ray!

'Kylie Jones, ten 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.

Seriously, I think he's gonna go.

I know, I mean, why would you?

'Windspear Hotel.'

Hi, erm, I am just calling to confirm a booking for tomorrow.

For Mark McKendrick.

The usual room.

'Yes.'

'Room 217. All confirmed.'

OK, er, thank you.

'Thank you.'

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.

Oh, it must be my husband.

We spent our wedding night in that room.

Er, 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.

You shouldnae be taking drugs on duty, Ray.

You stick to being a drug dealer and I'll stick to being a...

What are they?

Dexys. Dextroamphetamine.

Like speed. Better than ching if you just want to stay awake.

Watch them with the booze, though, eh?

But they led us away. Told us we were worthless

and that our services were no longer required.

That was great, son.

What, 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?

Er...

Actually, no.

Unless pride means you are having Ray as your obvious favourite,

and you're having me as some sort of freak.

I mean, you did make your,

your views on my bisexuality pretty plain.

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

Wow!

Well, 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.

Perversely, 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.

No! 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!

Fuck.

Ray.

It's him.

Amanda, Stu, you take the top path. We'll get him in a pincer!

Gill, you keep them peeled! Yep. Yep.

Police! Don't move!

Seems to be getting dark, Ray.

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