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I never hit your mum.

As your father, I thought
you might already know the answer.

He said he'd seen Eliot
climbing into the house

through a first-floor window.

Tell me the truth, Eliot,
or I can't continue to protect you.

I was driving. I hit something
and I went out to look for it

and I couldn't find anything.
That's it.

I'm losing the plot. You're tired.
It just makes everything seem worse.

Any sensitive stuff inside?

Jesus, there's one site here
that's found a photo of him.

If you need to take me off the case,
I'll understand completely.

For the record,
I very much want to stay.

Urgh!
Peter Carr's died.

And I am sorry you're going through
whatever it is you're going through.

I love you, sweetheart.

I swear, I didn't hurt Hayley Reid.
I never even met her.

When might the police know
that you're not a suspect any more?

I don't know.

If she encountered anyone, the
more likely it would be Tim Finch.

The ticket was issued at 6:20am,
six miles outside of Middenham.

Timothy Finch, I'm arresting you

on suspicion of the murder
of Hayley Reid.

We have authority
to search your premises

under Section 32 of the Police
And Criminal Evidence Act.

In his cellar we found a necklace

with hair still attached
to the clasp,

a scrunchie and a pair of knickers.

That's a lot of manpower.

And really, what are you even hoping
to find 18 years on? I don't know.

But this has to be the most likely
location of her murder.

And Middenham Woods, near the
Spinney, have never been searched.

This can't end like the Walker case.
It won't.

I'll see what Hampshire
will give us. Thank you, sir.

You don't have to make every call.
I am here, you know.

Thank you, it's just...

Hello?
Hi. Is that Jess?

Yes.
Jess, it's Cass Stuart.

There's been a development

and we wondered how you and,
or your mum...

..would feel about
coming up to London this afternoon.

Can we just cut to the chase here?
What are you saying?

That you think Dad
is some sort of psychopath

and the police have got
the right man?

I don't know. I just...

I saw something in Mum's eyes
that I've never seen before.

Oh, please

And I believed her, Claire.
I'm sorry, but I did.

It happens, you know?

I've read stories in the paper,

where people turn out to have
completely hidden other lives.

It happens.
It does.

But just because your ex turned out

to be a lying, cheating,
evil bastard,

it doesn't mean that all men are,
Emma.

Carol, is there anything
in what I'm saying

that sets off any alarm bells?

Is there any reason you can think of

that the police would be
so interested in our father?

No.

I think you're lying.
I think you know something.

I think you should go.
Carol, we need to know.

No! We should be pulling together,
not exorcising personal demons.

So, just go.

Em, please, just go.

Hi, it's Eliot. Leave a message.

Hi, this is Amy. Please leave a...

Do you remember our theatre trips
to London?

We used to love those.

Mama Mia, Miss Saigon...

That brilliant thing
at the Royal Court.

Oh, my God, with all the swearing!

Yeah, that's why we loved it.

Did we go for milkshakes afterwards?

Hales did that frothy lip thing
she used to do.

We were all in hysterics.

I'm so sorry, Jessie...

..for your loss.

Well, the box is mine.
And I've had it decades.

Since I was a kid, I think.

It's more what was inside
that we're interested in.

Well, I think I bought the necklace
and the scrunchy

at a fete we went to in Middenham,
as presents for the girls.

A fete at New Year?

Oh, sorry, no. I don't mean
the millennium holiday.

We went back down there
several times over the years,

just me and the girls,
after Derran and I separated.

Right.

And do you remember which holiday

you think
you might have bought them?

Not really.

But it was a fete,

so it's most likely the summer one,
which was,

erm...a year and half
after the millennium holiday, so...

..2001.

And what, you bought the...

..necklace and the scrunchy
together?

I don't remember.

Why do you think
these where all in this box, then,

in your cellar,

with the knickers?

I mean, I can offer you
an explanation.

But given why I'm here, I suspect
you'll find it rather far-fetched.

Try me.

Well,
the girls often used old knickers

to tie their hair back,

if they didn't have a band
or a scrunchy.

It was a sort of family joke.

But it also meant
that they often got, erm...

..just grouped together
in various places around the house.

So...

..I'm guessing, that I...

..forgot to give the presents
to the girls

and then, at some point, all this
stuff just got put in this box

and then tidied away downstairs.

I'm sorry,
that's all I can offer you.

Do you understand
why these objects might concern us?

I think so, yes.

Because they...

..they look like trophies to us.

I understand your thinking.
But, please...

..let me assure you,
these can't be Hayley Reid's...

..for the very simple reason
that I never met Hayley Reid.

Mila!

Mila!

It's me!

Where is West End
Central Police Station?

Yeah, just down there on the right.
Thank you.

If, at any point, you want to stop,
just say the word.

I think it's very unlikely
this was Hayley's.

OK.

I know she had long hair
in the missing posters...

..but that was just
the most recent photo we had of her.

Cos, actually, about three weeks
before she disappeared,

she had her hair cut in to a bob,

so she wouldn't have been wearing
a scrunchy.

Right.

OK. No problem.

No.

I don't think so. I....

No, I don't think they were hers.
OK.

Hayley was all about colour and fun.

She would have never worn knickers
like these.. OK.

And lastly...

I'm sorry.

I don't recognise that, either.

Aside from neither of us
recognising it,

Hayley was a pretty devout atheist.

I never saw her wearing a cross.

I'm sorry, it's... No, it's nothing
to be sorry about, nothing at all.

So, is there other stuff
with this man?

Like, are you near, do you think?

I don't want to give you false hope,
Jess,

but I do feel we're near, yes.

Now...we just need to find
that concrete link. OK.

Hard evidence.

Well, we have faith in you.
You know that, don't you?

And I appreciate it very much.

I'll call you.
Yeah.

Thank you.

I wore a crucifix when I was 16

cos Axl Rose wore one.

I'd never been inside a church
in my life.

Absolutely. We test the lot.
Yeah.

Please leave a message at the tone.

Hey, do you want to give your mum
a fucking ring sometime ?

Mrs Faruk?

Hello. All the officers from the
Landmark case have left for the day.

But I can leave a message for them
to call you.

Will they be in tomorrow? I don't
know their movements, I'm afraid.

But if I take your...
I'll come back tomorrow.

I need to see them face to face.

Thank you.

The results of the tests
have come through.

And?

They're not Hayley Reid's.

Oh, for...

But they have found a match.

What do you mean,
they've found a match?

What match?

To the DNA of a 14-year-old girl
called Alison Baldwin,

who went missing in June 1997.

Her body was found two days later,

in woodland, minus underwear.

She'd been raped and strangled.

So, like Hayley, Alison
disappeared on a walk through woods

flanking a small village
six miles from Cambridge.

She was found in undergrowth...

..by a police search two days later.

Her father's dead now.

But her mum, who I just spoke to
on the phone, is going to come up

to have a look at the items
we found in Finch's house.

So my guess, if he's smart,

he'll still say that he bought these
items at a Middenham summer fete.

And he's just the innocent victim
of a coincidence.

Which is, obviously,
very hard to believe,

but which a defence
could certainly argue was possible.

So, what we need, what I need,
from you...

..is to find other connections
between him and Alison Baldwin.

I believe they exist,
because I believe, in my gut,

that Finch killed them both

The files that we collated when
we were trying to identify Hayley,

have they gone back yet?
All still here.

Good.

And can we get a message out
to all forces

for information
on all murders with a similar MO

of females between the ages of 14...

..and 20...

..from 1975...

..to the present day.

We want to know about
every unsolved case,

whether there's any
remaining forensic evidence.

Yeah. Erm...

You've all seen Hayley's family.

And we'll meet Alison's
later today.

So... So you'll know
what their lives been reduced to.

Let's find this evidence for them.

OK, guys, heads down.

Let's get cracking.

Guv!

I've found something!

What does the name Alison Baldwin
mean to you?

Nothing. Why? What should it mean?

Well, I'd have thought something.

The items we recovered
from your cellar belonged to her.

Oh, OK. Erm...

Well, before she gave them

to whoever sold them at the fete,
you mean.

Well, let's discuss that, shall we?

Because we don't believe you did
buy them at a fete. Except, I did.

It's just that that would be

a fairly astonishing coincidence,
wouldn't it,

that we're interviewing you
in connection with one murder

and then we find items
in your possession

that connect you to another?

Alison Baldwin was raped
and murdered, also in woodland,

about two and a half years
before Hayley died.

And the one common thread, between
these two tragic deaths, is you.

Except, you don't have a connection
between me and Hayley.

Listen, I bought those objects
in Middenham at a fete.

If Hayley's killer
lived in Middenham, then...

..maybe he killed this other girl,
too,

and then donated these objects
to the fete at some point.

OK, well,
let's leave that there for now.

One other thing
we wanted to run past you...

Your Audi A4, the one that you drove
to Middenham in on 3rd January.

Why do you think that we've found
a spare wheel for an A4,

and corresponding boot casing,
in woodland,

near the National Trust car park
behind The Spinney?

No idea.

They weren't from your car?
No.

Oh.

We think they where. We think you
dumped them there 18 years ago,

in order to make the space in
the boot to conceal Hayley's body.

HE SIGHS
I've told you why I went down there.

Yeah, you have, Tim,
and we think that's a lie.

And here's the thing...

We've tracked down that car.

Your A4.

And it has a spare wheel
and it has the boot casing.

But my guess is
they're both replacements.

And if they are, what do you think
we're going to find underneath them,

when we remove them later on
in our lab?

Cos I don't think
you ever considered the possibility

that that car would be found,
let alone searched.

And I doubt very much
you cleaned it methodically.

And if it's remained sealed
since then

and Hayley's body was kept in there,

there might still be
some forensic evidence.

Hair, carpet fibres from her house,
maybe dried blood.

Stuff we can check.

Anything to say to that?
Nothing.

Apart from the fact
that it's rubbish. So, check away.

OK, let's go back to Alison Baldwin.
You say you've never heard of her.

I haven't, I'm afraid.

Where were you working in 1997?

Er...

Crowborough.
Right.

A long way from Earlridge.

What's Earlridge?
Well, I'll tell you.

So, I'm showing the suspect
item 005.

That's a black desk diary.

It's dated 1997.

Do you recognise this diary, Tim?

Maybe. It looks like the sort
I've used in the past.

Well, it looks like it
because it is, in fact, yours.

We found it in a storage room
in your surgery.

Read out to me the entry dated...

..Wednesday, June 25th, 1977.

"Conference.

"Pain management protocols
for chronic conditions."

So this was a conference,

run by a pharmaceutical company,
that you attended.

And there's an arrow in your diary,

indicating that you were there
for two nights.

If you say so.

Can you remember where it was?
No.

Well, it was in Cambridgeshire.

It was in a hotel,
which you also stayed at...

..about five miles
outside of Cambridge itself,

in a small village called Earlridge.

Now, you were there on the nights
of the 25th and the 26th.

And it was on the night of the 26th

that a young girl called Alison
Baldwin went missing in woods,

200 yards from the hotel,
on her way to choir practice.

So, I spoke to the CPS
earlier today...

..to discuss the evidence available.

And it's my belief now,
despite the answers you've given us,

that we have reached
the threshold test

to charge you with both murders.

So don't you think it's time

you gave Hayley and Alison's family
some...comfort

and let them know
what happened to their children?

Can't you just do that for them now?

I'd like a cup of tea, please.

And then maybe...

..I'll go through it all with you.

These girls.

Go through what?

What you just asked for,
what happened to them.

How they died.

Just to be clear, Tim,

are you admitting you did kill them?

Both of them?

I am.

And if we can do this properly...

..if we can do this with respect...

..if we can avoid turning it all
into some sort of sordid circus...

..I'll tell you where the others
are buried, too.

He was always such a vulnerable boy.

Since way before that holiday.

And who knows why things go awry
in the end?

It could have been
because of what happened that night.

Also, equally, it could have been
a thousand other slings and arrows.

Self-inflicted or just...life.

But you did what you did...

..because you loved him.

Love...him.

As do I.

Madly.

And you wanted to protect him.

God knows, being a parent makes
you do stupid things sometimes.

I just want to say...

..please don't destroy yourself
over this.

He's 33.

It's time he tried to start
to own his own life now.

his own mistakes.

And we have to let him.

So I'm not going to call him
for a bit.

Maybe you want to do the same.

I mean, obviously, it's up to you.

Is Amy coming back?

I don't know.

I'd have to change.
Yeah.

Well,
you might want to consider that.

I think she's a good 'un.

Look after yourself.

Mel...

Thank you.

I can't even begin to imagine

how you must feel right now.

And the only...

..consolation I can offer you
is that I promise you, I promise

we will make sure
that he is never again allowed...

..to hurt anyone...

..the way he hurt Hayley and you.

Having consulted with the Crown
Prosecution Service earlier today,

and following a devoted
and superbly focused investigation,

led by DCI Cassie Stuart,

I can now confirm
that a 59-year-old man

has been charged with the murder
of Hayley Louise Reid

on December 31st, 1999.

Timothy Colin Finch,

of Baynham Road, Hamhurst, Sussex,

has also been charged with the
murder of Alison Bethany Baldwin

on 26th June, 1997,

and he will appear at Marylebone
Magistrates' Court tomorrow morning.

Tonight, he remains in custody
at Bishop Street Station,

where he will continue
to be questioned

in connection
with further possible offences.

I would like to take
this opportunity to once again

offer our most sincere
condolences

to the families of the victims

of these despicable crimes
and assure them

that we will now work tirelessly

to ensure that justice is done.

No, that's not what I said.

Obviously, I killed them
to protect myself.

I'd raped them and,
unless I killed them,

they were going to report me
and I was going to go to prison.

No, what I'm baffled by...

..is how I'm able to perform such
appalling acts in the first place.

Do you feel any guilt
for what you've done?

Do I feel any?

No.

On an intellectual level,
I understand the pain I've caused.

But on an emotional level,
no, I feel nothing.

Do you think you're capable
of feelings?

For my children, yes,
there's definitely something there.

And I feel anger on occasion.
But apart from that, probably not.

So no feelings for your patients
or your friends.

If I never saw
any of my friends again

it wouldn't bother me
in the slightest.

That's not exhausting,
all that pretence?

No, I've done it my whole life.

So, to me,
pretending is just second nature.

All of which,
as I'm sure you'll know,

suggests I'm pretty much a...
textbook psychopath.

Above average intelligence,
superficially charming,

zero empathy.
But how did that happen?

Well, then, we're down to the
old nature-versus-nurture debate.

I think the consensus now
is that it's a bit of both,

genetic tendency, in conjunction
with some life experience,

particularly in childhood.

And, yes, my father was cold
and unloving, sometimes violent.

Yes, my mother compensated
with a suffocating love.

Except, if it was that,

then how come my sister
isn't a serial killer?

As I say, it's baffling.

And would you say sex was
the primary driver for your crimes?

It was the only driver.

Specifically, my unnatural obsession
with adolescent girls

between the ages of 13 and 15.

Children.

Adolescents.

Ephebophilia
is a very specific perversion.

And when did this start?

The obsession started young.

Early 20s, I'd say.

And what started it, do you think?

Again, I have no idea, I'm afraid.

These things
are often the result of...

..some significant event
at the pertinent age.

The idea being that said event then
arrests psycho-sexual development.

And so I'd love to be able
to tell you

that I witnessed my father,
I don't know, erm...

..raping my sister
when she was 14 or something.

But it didn't happen.

So again, baffled.

Sorry.

And Hayley...

Can you tell us what happened
the night she died?

Well, wrong time, wrong place,
I guess,

would be the way I'd put it.

I was out looking for Chris.

I'd been out
for about ten minutes or so.

It was raining and...

..I was in a bad mood.

And then she just...

..appeared out of the dark.

I recognised her from the house.

In fact, I'd masturbated about her
several times already.

So, basically,
the opportunity seemed just...

..too good to miss.

And so, how did it happen,
the actual assault?

Well, I said hello.

And she said hello back.

And then she passed by me
quite speedily, as I remember.

I think she was probably
a little scared.

And then, after she'd passed, I...

..swung round and just...

..grabbed her from behind,
round the neck.

And she let out a little yelp,

but I put my hand over her mouth

and told her that, if she didn't
struggle, I wouldn't hurt her.

OK.

And then...

..you what, you er...

..you led her away from the path?

Yes.

50 yards or so into the woods.

It was quite near the car park,
I later discovered, which was...

..just good fortune.
I hadn't planned it.

SHE SNIFFS

And then?

And then I made her lay down
in the undergrowth...

..and we had sex.

You raped her.

Yes. Apologies, I raped her.

Just once?
Yes.

And then?

Then I strangled her.

And for what it's worth...

though death from strangulation
can take up to two to three minutes,

unconsciousness
comes in as little as ten seconds,

certainly no more than 20,

so there was very little pain.

Same with Alison.

Please do reassure their families
about that.

Was she your first, Alison Baldwin?

So...

..I intend to treat you
with respect.

I hope you'll afford me
the same consideration.

But, really, the most important
people here are the victims.

So...

..if I agree to take you somewhere,
as I said yesterday,

no press, no cameras...no circus.

No circus.
OK.

There's somewhere...

..less than an hour from here,
I think you'll be interested in.

Tomorrow, then.

First thing.

Are you OK?

Fine.

I don't know
if he's playing a game...

..if there are more.

But, Jesus, whatever he's doing,

I think that's the closest thing
to evil I've ever witnessed.

We leave early tomorrow, before
seven, beat the traffic. Right.

Night, boss.

But what about Sal?

I just have to deal with that.
But like I said...

..it's whatever you guys want

that is the only thing
that matters to me.

We love Mum, Dad. Of course we do.

And we were, like,
so sad when you two split.

But...

..you've been happier
in the last nine months

than we've seen you in years.

You're with Sal now.

And that's the Dad we like best.

What's she said?

Come here.

You two...

I meant to ask...

Why did you bury her where you did,
Hayley, in the middle of a motorway?

To see if I could get away with it.

Childish, really.

Tempting fate.

But it just appealed.

Do you know what, there were workmen
less than 100 yards away.

Not one of them batted an eyelid.

Here.

Up there.

Stop. Stop. Stop.

Her name was Natasha.

I took her six years ago.

And, no, Alison wasn't my first.

Boss?

No more.

There you are.

Come.

Jesus, Mila, I've been waiting
to hear from you for days.

I've not known what to think.

And then you greet me with a smile,
like, "Yeah, it's all fine."

I had to know who you were, Chris,

and I only found that out for sure
yesterday.

No, I told you about the murder,

about the credit card stuff.
I told you.

And do you think
I should have just believed you?

I think you should have had
a bit of faith, yeah.

I used to have faith.

Faith that life would be good for me
and my family.

That my son would grow up
with a mother and father

in our beautiful home,
in our beautiful country...

..and become a doctor or a lawyer
or a professor.

And then, one day,
a barrel bomb exploded and...

..pieces of my husband's head
landed in our garden.

So now I don't have in faith.

I believe in facts.

Which is why I went and spoke
to the officers

who investigated you
about the credit card...

..and asked them to tell me
if what you'd said was true.

Which they did.

And then I saw the news
about Hayley's killer.

And so now, like you...

..I think we could be very happy
together.

But I understand I've hurt you.

I can't apologise for what I did
because I feel I had no choice

But I am sorry if you're in pain.

And I hope we can repair that damage
together.

Can I sleep with you tonight?
It's so cold in the van.

You'll never have to sleep there
again.

And I know you only stayed
because of me,

because I felt a connection
to her here.

But I don't any more, Jessie.
So you want to leave?

You, me and Hayley.

And we bury her somewhere beautiful,
Mum.

So we can see her every day

and remember her and smile

and be grateful
for the time that she had...

..and the time that we had with her.

And Dad will visit
and we'll visit him.

And we'll be happy, Jessie.

I insist on it.

We'll be happy.

Oh, there you are.

We've been so worried about you.

I went for a walk.

Let's get the jacket off.

There we are.

Go into the kitchen,
I'll get you a towel.

Here we are.
Let's get this around you.

Go and sit down,
I'll get you a cup of tea.

I'm sorry, Dad.

Sorry for what?

You were right.

I was lonely.

And scared.

And I didn't...

..I didn't want you to leave.

Maybe you...

..you weren't so wrong, after all.

Maybe I am getting a bit...

..forgetful.

But that's not what's important
right now.

What's important
is getting you well.

So I thought...

..maybe you might need to...

..to take some time off.

Maybe you might need
a bit of rest, eh?

I think I'd like that.

I think I'd like that very much.

I'm cold.

It doesn't work, that.

You know that, Tim.

We can look into getting you
some new books...

..if you give us
some useful information.

The information has to come first.

And what do you think the papers
will make of your unwillingness...

..to help the grieving families?

I'm not entirely sure
they'd see it like that.

And how is DCI Stuart?

Do we think
she'll ever return to work?

Are we wasting our time here today?

You must have been very pretty
when you were younger.

OK, we're done

We'll see you in a month, Tim.

And do us a favour, next time,

spare us
the Silence Of The Lambs shtick, OK?

Tewkam Wold.

It's a village south of Lincoln.

Her name was Victoria.

In the name of the Father
and the Son and the Holy Ghost.

Amen.

And we got your invite.

Yeah, can you come?

Wouldn't miss it for the world.
I'm just...

I'm so happy for you, Chris.

Well, you wait till you meet her,
because I've been incredibly lucky.

I think we both have.

Well, I've got to go.

We're having our first scan
this afternoon.

No!
Yeah.

Yeah, I'm a glutton for punishment.

Oh, Chris!

Congratulations, mate!

Mind you, you're completely nuts.

I don't think anything
has ever felt so right.

Brilliant news.

Just...brilliant.

You...

You look after yourself.

I love you, mate.

I love you, too.

Are you OK?

Mm.

I'm fine.

Here we are.

Won't be long.

Hello, stranger.

Hello, boss.

I've missed you.

I've missed you, too.

Are you well?

Surviving.

How are the girls?

Oh, they're fine, thanks.
And Sal?

Yeah.

Yeah, it's a journey.
Getting there, I think.

And you?

Yeah, getting there, too.
Yeah?

Still just...very tired.

30 years. It's a long time.

It is.

And maybe long enough.

So, I see stuff all in the papers.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, ongoing.

And are you OK?

I leave it at the office.

He's a nothing.

Not worthy of my energy
anywhere but work.

They're beautiful.

They were her favourites.

They symbolise fresh starts,
apparently.

Seems about right.

Shall we go and see her, then?

Let's.

Hello.

Hello.