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[MAN WOLF-WHISTLES]

[DOG BARKS,
GIRL WHIMPERS]

[DOOR SLAMS,
ENGINE STARTS]

[SEAGULLS CRY]

STATION ANNOUNCEMENT: The next
service to London Victoria

calling at Haywards Heath,
Gatwick Airport, Redhill,

East Croydon, Clapham Junction,
and London Victoria.

Ladies and gentlemen,

may we remind you that smoking
is not permitted...

- Johnny?
- Hello.

- Royal Edward Hotel?
- Yes, please. Thank you.

[CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYING]

Big do, is it?

It's a party, but it's more of
a work thing, really.

Your lipstick's the same colour
as the sunset.

Sorry, what?

Your lipstick, it's the same colour
as the sunset.

Mm. OK.

There's water in the back
if you want it.

I'm all good.

- It's free.
- No, really.

I'm fine, thanks.

[HE MUTTERS]

[HE TURNS MUSIC VOLUME UP]

[PEOPLE CHATTING]

Thank you.

[PIANO PLAYING]

Hi, so lovely to see you.

[BACKGROUND CHATTER DROWNS SPEECH]

[KNOCKING]

You're not my cab.

I need a drink.

Get in!

This way, gentlemen.

[DANCE MUSIC PLAYING]

Olly!

Olly, Olly, Olly!

- Oi, oi, oi!
- Hey.

- Good to see you, Rollo.
- Do you remember Mingo, Punt, Badger?

Yeah, of course.

Isn't young Oliver looking
exceptionally well?

- He's kept his figure.
- And his hair!

How are you chaps doing?

Well, I'm flat broke,
Punt is a cuckold,

and Badger's come to
the attention of HMRC.

More fool them, it's all offshore.

Young Oliver is quite
the success story.

Had a bit of a nose through
Companies House recently

and he's been posting tidy profits.

Well, you better not ask me
for another loan.

[HE CHUCKLES]

So, think drinks are on you tonight,
eh?

Yeah. Can't drink this muck
all night, can we?

- Champagne?
- Good chap.

That would be bloody marvellous.

Down the hatch.

[HE SIGHS HEAVILY]

I've ruined your evening.

Vosper's leaving do. Hardly.

Passing the baton
to Cassian Pewe, hey?

Mm.

I was looking for an excuse not
to go, actually. I should thank you.

Hey, you are welcome.

What's going on, Glenn?

[HE SIGHS]

I caught Ari cheating.

- No.
- I went to the hospital to, er...

to surprise her

and saw her kissing some guy.

[HE EXHALES]

- Who was he?
- I didn't stay to find out.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[CHAMPAGNE CORK POPS]

How many bottles is that?

Come on.

Neck it! Neck it! Neck it!

Oh, what?!

[BALLOONS BURST]

Guys, would you mind
just leaving that?

Seriously, can you put that down?

I'm Cassian Pewe.

I've been introduced
to everyone here except you.

I'm Mimi.
I work in Joanna's office.

RMP.

Yes, of course.

Have you worked in Brighton long?

Five years.
I moved here from London.

Oh, I'm moving from London.
Very soon, in fact.

Have you found a place yet?

I've been looking, but no, not yet.

I'm trying to find somewhere
where you can't hear the seagulls.

[SHE LAUGHS]
Good luck with that.

That's why I'm glad I live
in Haywards Heath. No seagulls.

Excuse me, it's time.

I'm sorry, Mimi, can we...
continue this later?

Sure.

[TAPPING MICROPHONE]
We're on.

First of all, I would like to thank
you all for this lovely send-off.

I am going to miss Brighton...

- and all of my colleagues, of course.
- [RIPPLE OF LAUGHTER]

Where's Roy Grace?

He should be here by now.

Now, there will be a formal
announcement in due course

but I'd like to take this
opportunity to introduce you

to my successor as ACC,

Detective Superintendent
Cassian Pewe.

RAUCOUS SINGING: ♪ Oh! What shall
We do with the drunken sailor? ♪

♪ What shall we do
With the drunken sailor? ♪

♪ Early in the morning! ♪

♪ What shall we do
With the drunken sailor? ♪

♪ What shall we do
With the drunken sailor... ♪

No! Please.

We're not kids any more.

[THEY SING DRUNKENLY]

Guys, stop, this isn't funny.

Please stop, seriously.

- [THEY CONTINUE TO SING]
- Don't!

[THEY CHEER AND LAUGH]

[THEY LAUGH]

Oh, no.

Oh, look!

Are you cold, Olly?
Yeah, of course I'm bloody cold.

Mate, here you go.
Whoa, whoa, whoa!

[THEY LAUGH]

Gotta do it properly.

Argh! You never fight back!

Look at him. No backbone, no fight.

Wait, wait, here he comes.

Come on. Take a swing at me.

You know you want to.

- Come on!
- No.

- Just stop it, please.
- Hit him!

- Just leave me alone!
- MOCKING: Leave me alone!

Just leave me alone!

Rollo, we're friends.

I'm not your friend!

What gave you that idea?

[HE BELCHES]
I'm bored.

Let's go back and have some fun.

You slag, you dirty...

Party in my room.

Hey, lads, party in my room.

Hey, ladies. Ladies.

- Mini bar.
- Excuse me.

[LAUGHTER]

CHILDREN'S VOICES:
Leave me alone, Rollo.

Come on, little Olly,
we're just mucking about.

[HE BREATHES HEAVILY]

Poor little Olly.

- Don't sulk, Olly.
- Go away!

Come on, I can put a smile
back on that face.

The rumour is he's having a party!

[THEY LAUGH AND CHAT]

Not that one.

Hey, hey, you, girly!

Hey, you, girly. Come and party.

Are you deaf?
She's deaf as a board.

- Par-ty.
- No, thank you.

Why not? Who do you think you are?

- Not even pretty.
- Boys, boys.

Have some class.

Sorry. Sorry.

My friends,
they don't know when to stop.

I'm fine. But thank you.

[THEY LAUGH]

Good night.

[KEY CARD BEEPS]

I knew she wasn't happy with me.

The way I'd been behaving.

You mean... the recklessness?

Yeah.

I knew it was a problem
and I wanted to fix it.

That's the reason why we were
going to couples' therapy.

But why did Ari agree to it
if she knew

that she was interested
in this guy from work?

I mean, why was she
wasting my time, man?

Making me feel like it was me,
like it was all my fault.

Well, listen,
you're welcome to stay here

until you get things sorted out.

OK? As long as you like.

You don't have to do that, Roy.

No, I know.

[PHONE BUZZES]

[SEAGULLS CRY]

Forensics from the plant were...

Glenn. Excuse me.

What are you doing here? I thought
I told you to take the day off?

And do what?

You don't even have Netflix, Roy.

I mean, all your DVDs
are Spaghetti Westerns,

you don't have an Xbox or a PS5.

I mean, seriously, what do you do
when you're at home.

Are you saying that my house is sad?

Er... tragic.

- OK, well...
- Excuse me, Roy.

A young woman called Mimi Taylor
was raped last night

in the Royal Edward Hotel.

The suspect's unknown.

They assaulted the victim
with a sex toy.

The sexual offences
investigative officer

says it's politically sensitive
and wants you to take a look.

Are you telling me that the victim
was at Vosper's leaving do?

She was indeed.

The SOIT officer's on her way
over to see her.

- You went to bed?
- Yes.

What's the next thing you remember?

I woke up
and he was already in my room...

crawling on my bed.

Exactly what did you see?

It was dark.
I could barely make him out.

I could feel the weight of him,
but I couldn't see him.

And then what happened?

Then I realised he was covered
in black rubber.

His face and everything,
like an alien, a monster.

You're doing really well.

I felt like I was
watching it all happen

from the other side of the room.

I wasn't in my body at all, I was...

I was just numb.

I didn't move. I didn't scream.

I should have screamed,
but I couldn't.

And I was frozen, trapped.

[SHE WEEPS]

What kind of sick mind dresses up
in a full latex body suit

and assaults his victims
with a dildo?

Roy.

Are you OK?

Ten years ago when I was a DS,

there was a series of rapes
just like this.

The press called him
The Brighton Prowler.

We didn't catch him.

And when the attacks stopped,
I hoped he was dead.

So much for hope.

- [OPERATIC MUSIC PLAYS]
- [CRIES]

[WOMAN CRIES]

[TELEPHONE RINGS]

All the victims report

being snatched by a bloke
driving a white van

who steals their lipstick
after assaulting them.

Find the van, find their lipsticks,
that's our rapist.

Simple. OK?

So, who drives white vans?

Tradesmen.

I wanna look at every self-employed
able-bodied man in this city.

That is every plumber, plasterer,
electrician, builder,

anyone who has access
to a white van.

The guy we're looking for

is willing to grab a girl
off of the streets

so he's reckless, impulsive.

Go ahead, sergeant.

The rapist wears a latex body suit
and uses a sex toy, right?

- Kinky sod, yeah.
- Or forensically aware?

We haven't found a trace of fibre
or DNA on any of the victims.

Point being?

Well, the point being that
that doesn't sound reckless

or impulsive to me.

That sounds controlled and planned.

He's a perv...

grabbing girls off the streets
at night when he sees the chance.

Dumps 'em in a lay-by after.

Does it after work
with a van full of tools.

This isn't the work
of a criminal mastermind.

I think we might be underestimating
who we're dealing with here.

So what would you have us
do differently, sergeant?

I would widen the suspect profile.

To what?

Every man in the city?

Ten years ago, a guy wearing
a full latex body suit

raped his victims with a sex toy
in the back of a white van.

We called him The Brighton Prowler.

Skerritt was convinced
he was a local tradesman.

We put hours into tracking down
every white van man in Brighton.

We never caught him.

So, what? He just stopped? Why?

Well, jail time is
the obvious answer.

It's also possible he moved away,

abroad, perhaps,
and continued offending

and now has returned.

Or he could have been in
a relationship which has now ended.

Mimi was raped in her hotel room.

So same guy, different MO?

Or different guy altogether?

Copy cat.

The Prowler used to steal
the victim's lipstick

after the attack.

And Mimi Taylor has confirmed
that her assailant stole one too.

A MAC... Lady Danger.

Nick, could you go down to storage

after the briefing and pick up
all the files on Operation Moonfall.

You'll need a swipe card to get in.

Yes, boss.

OK, we have a list here
of all the attendees

at Vosper's party and all
the other functions in the hotel,

all the guests that stayed overnight
and the staff.

The attacker was in the hotel
on Friday evening.

His name could be
on that list somewhere.

Are police interviewing
the top brass?

This one's gonna ruffle
a lot of feathers.

Yeah, I'd prefer to call it
material witnesses to be eliminated

from our inquiry.

And, by the way,
do we have any volunteers?

Looks like I'm the only one
with the balls for the job, eh?

OK, also find out who on that list
was in Brighton July 2012.

Most of the guests don't seem local
and the staff turnover's pretty high

- so I'm gonna say not many.
- Good.

CCTV?

Hotel only has cameras in the foyer.

So if the attacker
was a member of staff,

he could have used the service entrance.

Is that not covered?

Afraid not.

Where are we with Mimi Taylor's
mobile phone?

Waiting on digital forensics.

OK. Let's get to it.

- This is everything?
- Er...

Isn't this enough?

Well, the victim statement files
aren't here.

This is all of Operation Moonfall.

There's nothing left downstairs
but dust.

We've checked. This is it.

[HE SIGHS]

I need you to go through
all these boxes, log every file,

find out if anything else
has gone missing.

I'm gonna have to re-interview
the original victims.

Find out where they are.
Set that up.

Wow.

After all these years
thinking you'd put it behind you

then getting a call like that.

Without the victims' statements,
there is no case.

I've got no choice.

So Norman and Bella
tracked down the Prowler's victims

and found that Jade Albright
committed suicide in 2015...

Lea Brooks moved to New Zealand,

and Anna Bolney stayed put.

[CHILDREN CHATTER]

So I hear nothing for a decade,
and then you turn up out of the blue

and tell me
you've lost my statement?

It was a massive inquiry

and sometimes
evidence gets misplaced.

I'm so sorry.

Well, I can't say that
I'm that surprised, to be honest,

given the way I was treated.

What do you mean?

The contempt.

You know, after the attack,

all the detective wanted to know
was how short my skirt was,

if I was wearing any make-up,
how much I'd had to drink.

He acted like he was hardly
surprised that I'd been raped.

I was 20.

I was walking home
from a friend's house

that was only five minutes away
and pulled into a van.

Why does a few drinks mean
that I deserve that?

We're... we're really sorry
you were treated that way.

I can't change the past, Anna,

or take away the pain
of what happened to you,

but I can promise to do better
if you will give us the chance.

I think I was in shock...
after the attack.

I could barely speak.

Then a few days after the interview,
I remembered...

the radio had been playing
in the van.

I thought about telling
the detective

but I couldn't face
seeing him again.

Tell me about the radio.

It was just so strange.

I was being attacked by this monster
in the back of a van

and the music was...

beautiful.

Classical.

That's a really useful detail, Anna.
Thank you.

It's not nothing.

I can't stand to listen to anything
like that now.

It makes me spiral.

[CHILDREN CHATTER OUTSIDE]

Can you remember the name
of the detective

who took your statement?

Sid Barrow.
Get him on the phone.

No, I can't, boss, he's gone.

- I know he's retired.
- No.

He shuffled off this mortal coil.

Heart attack in Malaga
year after he got his pension.

He interviewed Anna Bolney
after she was raped,

treated her with contempt.

- Made her feel like she was to blame.
- Course he did.

Yeah, I did a stint with him
back in the day.

Talk about old school,
he was your teacher.

I know the type.

Chauvinistic, misogynistic.

Look, I'm not saying it was right,

I'm just saying he was
last of the old breed.

Because of Barrow's
complete lack of empathy,

Anna didn't feel able to report
a crucial detail

- about the rape.
- What detail?

The Prowler was
a classical music fan.

Right, so...

not your average white van man.

When did you ever hear
a few bars of Schubert

being played
on a building site? Hm?

I wish I'd known this ten years ago.

[SHE PANTS]

[SHE BREATHES RAPIDLY]

[TAPE RIPS]

[SHE PANTS]

[METAL CLANKS]

[SHE WHIMPERS]

Well, his name is Jack.

And I swear, Sasha, if he doesn't
look exactly like his profile pic,

I'm going home.

I'm so tired of short, middle-aged,
bald men walking up like that's OK.

Well, his suits are on point,
though, so wish me luck.

And don't wait up, OK?
Love you! Mwah.

Thought you might be hungry.

Oh! Starving.

Hey.

- Hello.
- Hello.

Right.

I don't want to interrupt your flow.

No, please interrupt.
I needed a break.

- So, this is your home from home?
- Mm-hm.

I've slept here more times
than I can remember.

There's actually a knack to
putting the chairs together

that makes them almost comfortable.

[SHE LAUGHS]
Mm.

Mm.

How's it going with Glenn?

It's like living with a teenager.

Dirty plates in his room,
loud music.

Has he spoken to Ari yet?

No.

I feel so sad for them.

It's driving me crazy that
I can't get him to talk to her.

I really want them
to get through this.

Maybe they can't.

But they're so good together.

You can't save everybody, Roy.

[SIREN WAILS]

[PHONE BUZZES]

- Oh, er, sorry.
- No, go, take it.

Grace.

Roy, it's Detective Marcel Kullen
from Munich Police.

Marcel, I wasn't expecting
to hear from you so soon.

I visited the place your friend
Dominic thought he saw her.

I have shown Sandy's picture
in all the cafes and shops.

I am sorry to tell you that
no-one remembers seeing her.

Is it possible that your friend
was mistaken?

Yeah. Yeah, it's...
it's possible.

It's just that, erm...

Sandy's grandmother had a house
outside Munich.

Sandy used to go there as a child.

It held good memories for her.

I can see why you thought
it was a good lead.

I am so sorry I don't have
better news for you, Roy.

No, not at all.
Erm... Thanks again for your help.

You all right?

Yeah, nothing to report.

Did you save me a spring roll?

Roy, digital forensics sent through
all the texts

they got off Mimi Taylor's phone.

I've highlighted the last text she
received the night of the attack.

Cassian Pewe?

Looks like he wanted to see her
that night,

and she said no,
she wasn't in the mood.

Has he been interviewed yet?

No. He's on my list.

- Move him to the top.
- Absolutely.

Sorry to bother you, Sid,
I'm looking for Skerritt.

Stuck at a press conference.

- You got a lead?
- Yeah. Erm...

It's all right,
I'll talk to Skerritt later.

You can talk to me now.

You know everything
has to go through me first.

Chain of command.

Clear lines of communication
prevents misunderstandings.

We've had a report
of a missing woman, Rachel Ryan.

Last seen walking home
along St James's Row last night.

Her parents were
expecting her home today

as it's her birthday,
but she never showed up.

They checked her flat

and it looks like
she never made it home.

- That's it?
- No. The CCTV...

picked up a white van
travelling down the road at speed.

Now, I think there's a good chance
Rachel Ryan was abducted

- by the Prowler.
- Plates?

No, the CCTV was really
poor quality.

The other victims were abducted
for an hour or so

and then dumped in a lay-by
outside the city.

They didn't disappear for days.
It's the wrong MO, it's not our man.

Maybe something went wrong.

Maybe he kept hold of her longer.

Maybe, maybe, maybe.
Anyone see this girl get in the van?

No.

No reports of screaming,
cries for help?

No.

No.
So she could be at a pal's house.

Could have found something
more exciting to do

than tea with her parents
on her birthday.

- With all due respect, sir...
- With all due respect...

we've got the press
baying for blood

and the last thing
we need right now is more panic

cos of your long shot hunch that
doesn't even fit the suspect's MO.

What about Rachel Ryan, then?

You want to look for her
in your own time,

I'm not gonna stop you.

Oh, congratulations, sir,
on your new appointment.

We're all... really looking forward
to working with you.

- Erm...
- Potting, sir.

DS Norman Potting.

Right.

Oh, of course,

we need to clear up that
small matter of your text

you sent to Mimi Taylor
on the evening of her assault.

I beg your pardon.

Your text, sir.

It's a bit unfortunate,
don't you think?

Asking a woman if she's up for it
moments before she's raped.

Follow me.

I sincerely hope you're not implying
that I was responsible.

No, I'm talking to all
the top brass, you know,

tying up the loose ends,
making myself popular.

After the event ended,
I had a drink in the hotel bar

with Alison Vosper,
the Police and Crime Commissioner

and the leader of the council.

I hope those alibis
are good enough for you.

And what time did you
get back to your room?

Around 11.

Where were you at 12:15?

- In my room.
- Alone?

Of course.

You didn't leave the room

to go and see Mimi Taylor
after you texted her?

No.

Her reply said
she wasn't interested.

And there's no alibi for that,
right?

Oh, sir, sir, sorry,

just... just one more question.

Were you in Brighton in July 2012?

You know, the time of the Olympics?

I'll have to check my diary.

[HE SCOFFS]

You have...
Right, you don't know where you were

at the time when we were winning
all those gold medals?

Bradley Wiggins,

Victoria Pendleton, Anthony Joshua?

I was on secondment in Brighton
but also in London.

If you give me the exact dates,
I will check against my diary.

Well, thank you, sir.

And believe me when I say that

this is uncomfortable for me too.

I think we're done.

[PEOPLE CHATTER]

How did your date go
with Jack last night?

Honestly, I thought
it would be all right

because he looked like his profile,

but after a few drinks
he suggested we go to a hotel,

and I was like, "No".

Then he went completely silent
and just stared at me.

- Urgh, awkward.
- Yeah, I left.

- Obviously.
- Next. Wrist band.

Why are guys like that?
[SHE LAUGHS]

I mean, is it all of them, though?
Or is it just the ones that I pick?

[LAUGHTER,
TRAIN HOOTS]

[THEY SHRIEK AND LAUGH]

[THEY SCREAM]

[MENACING LAUGHTER]

[SAW WHIRRS]

[THEY SHRIEK]

No, no, no, no, no, no, no!

[MENACING LAUGHTER]

[SIRENS WAIL]

- [THUNDER CLAPS]
- Please do not step out of the car.

[SHE SCREAMS]

[SHE SCREAMS]
Get off!

I want to get out!

What's going on?

He just put his hand inside my top.
I can't be here, I have to get out.

[MENACING LAUGHTER]

He was just scaring you.

No, I'm not an idiot!
He touched me up.

You was grabbed.

It's part of the experience.
People like it.

I didn't like it.

Well, then, maybe you'd better stick
to the kiddies' rides.

- Come on.
- What the...

- Waste of time.
- Ridiculous.

I know.

Johnny.

What have I told you
about grabbing girls?

Do you want 'em scared or not?

You're gonna get into real trouble
one of these days.

- [HE LAUGHS]
- Get off.

Detective Kullen has said
the Munich Police

have drawn a blank on Sandy.
There's no trace of her.

Oh!

So I have to ask you, Dom...

are you 100% certain
that it was her you saw?

I was at the time.

Is there any chance
you could have been mistaken?

I thought I saw her,
then she was gone.

I went back to the cafe
a couple of times, you know,

hoping she'd be there again
so I could speak to her

but nothing.
Maybe I imagined her.

[HE SIGHS]

Well, I've imagined her
quite a few times.

Look, I've started the process of
having Sandy legally declared dead.

I've taken out ads
in the German newspapers.

Anyone that might know her has
21 days to reply to the High Court.

- Has anyone come forward?
- No. No-one.

Oh, sorry, Roy.

Yeah, me too.

[SEAGULLS CRY]

[SHE TYPES]

- [CAT MEOWS]
- Queenie.

[SHE KISSES]
What is it?

[SHE SCREAMS]

Roxy Harris was attacked and raped
last night in her own home.

Her description of the assailant
suggests it could be the Prowler.

- Any lipstick stolen?
- Yeah. Vincenze in Bold Rose.

Initial reports from forensics
aren't good.

There's no prints or DNA samples
found at the scene so far.

So he used to grab his victims
off the street and into a van,

and now he's entering hotel rooms
and houses.

That's a big change in MO.

I always knew he was
a careful planner.

He appeared to be a risk taker
but each of these abductions

was flawless,
no witnesses, no clues.

I think what we're seeing now
is not so much a change in his MO,

more a evolution.

In these two recent attacks,

he waited inside for his victims.

That shows an enormous degree
of planning and confidence.

He must know these areas here
very well.

He knew his way around the hotel,

he knew everything
about Roxy's house.

He's got to be scoping them out
before he strikes.

Yeah, Nick,
check all the CCTV footage

- around Roxy's house from the past week.
- Yes, boss.

And if everything's planned
and nothing's left to chance,

he's carefully selecting
his victims.

Do they have something in common?

Bella, check their mobile phones,
their social media,

where they visit, where they eat,

there must be
a connection somewhere.

Oh, and... as of today,

I am adding Rachel Ryan to the list
of the Prowler's victims.

She disappeared July 27th, 2012.

Yeah, but she wasn't included
in the Operation Moonfall inquiry.

Which was a mistake.

I think that Rachel could have been
the last of the victims

before he disappeared for ten years.

She might be the reason
he was gone for so long.

Are you OK?

I'm just thinking.

About what?

Why am I being treated as a suspect?

- You were asked a few questions, sir.
- Oh, come off it, Roy.

You texted the victim.

My team are just following
procedure, it's not personal.

Oh, really?

So this has nothing to do with me
looking into Sandy's disappearance?

No.

It's not revenge...
for me digging up your garden?

You were doing your job.
I'm doing my job.

My movements for July 2012.

It's the best that I can remember.

Oh, and don't get excited
about the gaps.

Had I known I was going to be
persecuted a decade later,

I would have been more meticulous.

I was wondering if I could speak to
someone about the rape

at the Royal Edward Hotel.

Anonymously.

His name is Rollo Mercer.

We were all at the hotel that night.
It was our school reunion.

And why do you think Rollo's
the Prowler?

Because he's been a deviant
since he was 14.

I knew it was him straightaway.

How?

Cos he likes to dominate.

Both men and women.

He enjoys their fear.

He's a sadist,
and he thinks that he's untouchable.

What did he do to you?

I couldn't say no.

I wasn't allowed to.

He put lipstick on me, and...

Tell me about the lipstick.

That's in the past.

All that matters now
are these women.

Bella had a tip from a walk-in

naming a man who is also
on our hotel guest list.

We're investigating
a series of rapes

and we know that you were in
the Royal Edward Hotel on July 15th.

The school reunion.
Yeah, I was there.

Do you know the victim, Mimi Taylor?

Not one of ours, no.

Can you tell us
where you were at midnight?

Absolutely. I was with my very good
friends, Mingo...

[HE CHUCKLES]
Sorry, Miles Hawthorn, Freddie Punt,

and Caspar Barclay, aka Badger,
in the hotel bar.

We were sampling a fine Armagnac
and ruing the smoking ban

that prevents one from enjoying
a fine cigar.

And you were with them
the whole time?

Well... not the whole time.

I went for a slash,

caught up with my old house master,
it was a social evening.

Is there anything else?

Yeah. Where were you last night?

Last night?

Er... Sunday...

I was here, working.

- On a Sunday?
- Hm. Not unusual.

Bo was here, she'll vouch for me.

Bo.

Last night,
we were working here, right?

Yeah.

- Are you sure?
- Yeah.

There you go. Thank you, Bo.

- July 2012.
- Hm.

Sorry, what about it?

Were you in Brighton?

It was the London Olympics,
if that helps.

I... Yes.

[HE CHUCKLES]

I was in a tight spot financially
trying to set up this agency.

Then I managed to secure some
funding from an angel investor.

Stressful times. But look at me now.

Anna Bolney.

Jade Albright.

Lea Brooks. Rachel Ryan.

- Do they ring any bells?
- Not on my books. No.

Is that it?

Are we done?

For now.

Think he could be the Prowler?

I think he's something.
Made my skin crawl.

Yeah, right, thanks.

I've been looking through
Mimi Taylor and Roxy Harris's phones

and I found a link.

They both used the same cab app
and they both gave a one-star review

to a driver called Johnny Kerridge.

What do we know about this guy?

Kerridge works part-time at
the Horror Hotel ride on the pier.

Tripadvisor have had several
complaints from women

saying they assaulted them.

- And he still works there?
- His mam owns the ride.

You'll love this.

The character he plays on the ride
is the faceless ghoul.

- Faceless?
- Dresses head to toe in black.

What do you think?

Ten years younger, right?

Am I the prettiest girl you know?

Course, Mum.

And... you'll never leave me...

for someone else?

I'm not going anywhere.

We're a team, Mum.

You know that.

[CLUB MUSIC PLAYS]

Are you OK?

Have you ever had 100 red flags
on a date?

When have I not?

Go to the bar
and order an angel shot.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Can I get an angel shot, please?

Yeah, course you can.
Just follow me.

- I've called you a cab.
- Thank you so much.

Fine, it's not a problem.

- Have a safe night.
- Thank you, I will.

I hope I done you proud, Reg.

Sleep tight, mate.

Hello?

Excuse me?

- [CAR ENGINE STARTS]
- Sorry, you can't park here.

- [CAR TYRES SCREECH]
- It's private property.

[CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYING]

I'm on my break.

There was an incident
at the Royal Edward Hotel on Friday.

Apparently
you dropped someone off there.

Recognise her?

Yeah, I guess.

Why did she give you
a one-star review?

Cos she was a diva.

You can't say anything
to some of these girls.

They take offence at everything.

Hm. You offend Roxy Harris too?

She's another snowflake.

You get a lot of dissatisfied
customers at the fun fair.

- There's a lot of happy ones too.
- Not the ones you assault.

It's not assault.

It's part of the ride.

They pay to get scared, so I make
sure they get their money's worth.

I don't discriminate either.

I grab everyone, male, female...
gays, straights.

But... some of these girls...

complainers, you know,
they're feminists.

They wouldn't know a good time
if it bit 'em.

Right.
So it's your word against theirs?

It's how it works, innit?

[HE LAUGHS]

Yeah, well, he's denying everything,
but he would, wouldn't he?

Yeah, all right. Good call, boss.
Cheers.

What are we doing?

Keeping him on a tight leash.

ANPR, CCTV, the works.

Any news on the sighting of Sandy?

Well, Dominic's backtracking.

He's now saying he's not even sure
it was her that he saw.

There you go.

- It was a mistake.
- Yeah, I think so.

Bet you Cleo was relieved
to hear it.

Yeah, I haven't actually
mentioned to Cleo the sighting.

Oh, what?

- Roy, why?
- Because...

Because...

I've lived with Sandy's ghost
all these years

and I am trying...
I am trying to move on

without messing up
what I've got with Cleo.

I didn't mention the sighting to her
because I thought it might have been

a lot of fuss about nothing,
and I was right.

It was. It was a false alarm.

So, this is Verlaine Road...

12 hours before Roxy was attacked.

You know we could have done this
at your house.

On the sofas, feet up.

First of all, I don't like
taking work home with me,

and secondly, you've been dropping
chips and sauce all over the place

and I don't particularly want it
on my furniture,

thank you very much.

Come to think of it,
I am running low on shirts.

Might have to borrow one of yours.

OK.

This is an off licence
on Corinthe Street.

You know, you could always go home
and get some fresh clothes from Ari.

That would involve
me talking to her.

Would that be such a bad thing?

Wait.

There. Look. That's Roxy.

This is 24 hours
prior to the attack.

Wait, just run that back.

There, doesn't that look like
she's waiting for Roxy?

We now believe that this woman

might be helping the Prowler
scope his victims,

checking where they live,
who they live with.

It's smart. The victims would notice
if a man was following them,

but not necessarily a woman.

Yeah, but what kind of woman
helps a rapist?

She might not have a choice.

Boss.

I checked the activity logs
for Operation Moonfall.

The victim statements
were definitely there

when the files went into storage
in July 2013.

They were later
checked out in August.

By whom?

- Still trying to find out.
- OK.

Let me know
as soon as you have a name.

[SIREN WAILS]

Happy birthday, darling.

Thank you.

I thought we could have a drink
before we go for dinner.

Oh, it's a lovely idea, but...

I'm on duty, I can't drink.

You've been at work all day,
now you're switching off.

For my birthday.

- Tell that to Skerritt.
- Give me his number and I will.

They've cancelled all leave.

We're on these rape cases
around the clock.

And I still haven't found
Rachel Ryan.

- I'm sorry.
- Just have a drink.

It's not like anyone will know.

If I get called out and someone
smells alcohol on my breath...

I could lose my job.
Please, Sandy, understand.

I understand.
I understand all too well.

I will always come second.

If we have a baby,
they'll come second too.

I'll have to show
your son or daughter

pictures of you in the newspaper
so they know who you are.

[PHONE BUZZES]

[SHE SIGHS]
Don't.

Choose me.

[PHONE CONTINUES BUZZING]

Roy Grace.

Roy, there's a burned body
been found in a barn.

Could it be Rachel?

Can't tell.

OK, I'll be right there.

Why are you more interested
in a dead woman than me?

This is a man.

A very old man at that,
late 70s, 80s.

Small amount of
lung tissue survived,

no sign of smoke
or flame inhalation,

which means he wasn't breathing
when the fire started.

How'd the old fella die?

They found high levels
of chemotherapy drugs

in the remaining tissue,
so maybe an advanced cancer.

Natural causes, then?

The only unnatural thing
was the fire.

Dental records?

Intense heat caused the crowns
to explode.

There's nothing I can see remaining
that could get you anywhere.

I think DNA is gonna be
your best chance,

but a match isn't guaranteed.

Not your Rachel Ryan, then.

I still believe she was a victim
of the Prowler.

Course you do.

We all make mistakes
when we're learning.

If the old man died of cancer,
then why destroy his body?

Why set him on fire?

I can think of lots of reasons.
Number one, benefit fraud.

Cover up your grandad's death,
collect his pension.

Number two, dodgy undertakers.

Re-selling the same coffin
over and over.

Either way, it's not a murder.
So we're off the hook.

And before you moan at me,

go and call the Department
of Works and Pensions.

Them boys are bloodhounds
for this sort of thing.

[SHE CHUCKLES]

Fancy meeting you here.

How's it going?

Are you any closer
to finding the Prowler?

I feel like we're getting closer,
but he's still out of reach.

You'll catch him.

Ever since the first inquiry,

I've studied serial rapists,

their psychology, their motivation,

and I think I know the Prowler.
There's just one thing...

I would like to understand.

He steals lipstick from his victims.

I know it's a trophy, but...

why lipstick?
Why not something else?

Erm...

Well, lipstick can be a way for a
woman to feel powerful, in control.

I know when I'm going out
and I want to feel confident,

there's nothing like a red lip.

- War paint.
- Yeah, kind of.

I think maybe by taking
the lipstick,

he's trying to take their power,
their agency.

He needs people to suffer
so he can feel strong.

He's a bully.

A little thank you
for being my alibi the other day.

Wear it tonight.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[PEOPLE CHATTING]

Leo.
Do you have time for a quick chat?

I have some thoughts about
your portfolio.

Yeah, great.
Guys, see you there, OK?

Time to hit the club, people.
Let's go, let's go.

Care to join?

[ROLLO INHALES]

Look at us.

Beauty and the beast.

I said I'd meet everyone
at the club.

So, I better go.

We can talk about my portfolio
another time.

Oh, no rush.
We have lots to discuss.

Yeah. Be a love...

undo this knot.

- Oh, I don't know how to massage.
- Everyone knows how.

You just have to get in there
and feel your way.

Come on.

You have such a bright future.

I think if we work together...

you could be a real star.

Boss. I found something.

- I can't quite make sense of it.
- What is it?

OK, so, the swipe card holder

who took out the victims' statements
from Operation Moonfall

also removed a statement from
an unconnected investigation.

It was taken out at the same time as
the Operation Moonfall statements

and it was also never returned.

What do we know about it?

The statement was given by a man
called Pete Cooper in August 2012.

- Who's he?
- As far as I can tell,

the Department of Work and Pensions
interviewed him

when they were looking into
an unidentified body.

Must have been a fraud case.

Wait, I think I remember this.

Yeah, we found a burned body.

And Sid Barrow palmed it off
on the DWP.

Why would someone go into
cold case storage

and take statements
from two unrelated inquiries?

I'm Pete Cooper. How can I help you?

Detective Superintendent Roy Grace.
This is my colleague DS Branson.

- Take a seat.
- Thank you.

Mr Cooper, ten years ago,
you gave a statement to the police.

Yes. Yes, I did.

- Can you remember what it was about?
- Er...

A PC visited me asking if
we'd had a body go missing.

Which struck me as a bit
Burke and Hare.

They were talking to all
the local firms, I think,

looking for a rogue undertaker

who was setting fire to bodies
on the Downs.

Was quite the talk of the pub
for a while.

If you had nothing to report,
why did you give a statement?

Ah, I remember. I'd noticed a woman
parked round the back

and I went to tell her
it was private property

and I had a bad feeling about it.

Cos we keep a lot of valuables
on the premises,

jewellery belonging to the deceased,

and I was worried
she might come back.

- Did she?
- No.

No, but I was that concerned,
I tried checking the CCTV.

It had glitched that night,
it was all blank.

Can you describe the woman
you saw that night?

No. No, it was too dark.

Do you know what make of car
she was driving?

No.

I'm sorry,
I can't remember much else.

Except that it had been
an emotional night for me,

I'd been preparing
an old friend for burial. Reg.

He used to be an undertaker too
so I was taking special care

cos I bet he was watching me.

Reg died of cancer, right?

Yeah.

Made it to 85
before it got the better of him.

- Was he in an open casket?
- No, closed.

And you were the last person
to see him?

Yeah.

I said a few words, held his hand,
closed the casket and left.

- We buried him the next morning.
- Do you have the exact date?

Yeah, bear with me.

Er...

Yeah, 29th of July, 2012.

Up at Woodgrove Cemetery.

Ten years ago...

in the early hours of July 29th,

we found the body of a man in his
80s burnt to cinders in a barn.

So you think that burnt body
might be his mate, Reg?

I also think the woman
who was waiting outside the back

was involved somehow.

The same woman who waited
for Roxy Harris.

I think we have to consider that
a distinct possibility, yes.

So who's been buried in Reg's grave
for the last ten years?

[CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYING]

You know, you'd look much prettier
if you chose a warmer foundation.

What?

Your make-up.
You're choosing cool tones

and they're too blue for your skin.

You should be thinking apricot.

Don't look at me, thanks.

If you don't want to be looked at,
then why all the slap?

Why the short dress,
why the high heels?

Everything about you is screaming,
"Look at me." So I'm looking.

And I can see everything.

Doors are locked
for your own safety.

Open the bloody door!

[TYRES SQUEAL]

Gotcha.

Stop! Police, stop!

Come with me, come with me.

As you were chasing Daisy
through the traffic,

what were you gonna do
when you got hold of her?

Make her pay.

What do you mean by that, Johnny?

- How do you make girls pay?
- Well...

usually contactless.

What?

No-one uses cash these days,
they pay me on the app.

I was worried she was gonna stiff me
for the ride

and give me bad feedback.

Right, and you really expect us
to believe that, do you?

Do you have any idea
how hard this job is?

I try to make the experience
as enjoyable as I can.

I keep the car clean.

I provide bottled water...

USB chargers,

I... I play nice music.

But they still turn up drunk.

They're sick in the back,
they're abusive, they don't tip.

Does it make me angry?

Yeah. It does.

How would you feel if I turned up at
your office and puked all over it?

I bet I could throttle
a confession out of him.

Said the ghost of Sid Barrow.

[CAMERA CLICKS]

[CAMERA CLICKS]

[CAMERA CLICKS]

[DOOR SLAMS]

Is it definitely Rachel?

Dental records just confirmed, yes.

How did she die?

A single blow to the skull
from a blunt object.

Possibly a hammer.

[HE SIGHS HEAVILY]

Are you OK?

Yeah.

Yeah, I can finally tell
her parents...

what happened.

Rachel's parents
are gonna be devastated.

At least they'll be able to move on
with their lives.

Douglas, Gail,
this is my colleague DS Branson.

May we come in?

Pete Cooper thought
he was burying Reginald Matthews

when, in fact,
he was burying Rachel Ryan.

We believe that the Prowler's
female accomplice waited

until Pete Cooper
left the funeral parlour

and then switched the bodies.

Yeah, but that was a decade ago.

I'm guessing forensics
aren't gonna be helping out.

No.

Which is why we need you, Nick,

to concentrate on who removed those
statements from storage.

Yes, boss.

They knew that if we ever spoke
to Pete Cooper,

there's a good chance
we'd find Rachel.

Where are we on that?

I'm still waiting
on the security company,

but I will chase them again.

I need the name of the card holder.

Now.

Or I will get a warrant

and I will come down there
and I will get it myself.

[PHONE BUZZES]

Boss!

I found out who took
the victims' statements

from our cold case storage.

[KNOCKING]

Roy. Welcome to my new office.

Perhaps you'd like to help me
pick out a desk.

You were seconded here in 2012/2013.

Yes. So?

Why did you remove the victims'
statements from Operation Moonfall?

- I didn't.
- Your name is on the swipe card.

I never had a card.

Well, it says here...

I was that concerned,
I tried checking the CCTV.

It had glitched that night.

It says what?

Nothing. My mistake.

- What did Cassian say?
- SARMS.

Seaview Alarms
and Remote Monitoring Services.

Pete Cooper had SARMS CCTV
at the funeral parlour.

It was installed at the hotel.

We've got SARMS here
guarding the storage room,

issuing the swipe cards.

The Prowler is somebody
inside this company.

[DOOR SLAMS]

Hello! Anyone home?

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

[SHE CHOKES]

[SHE GASPS]

Jack? What the hell?

You shouldn't have done that, Jesse.

SARMS have had the contract

to manage our cold case storage
for over a decade.

- Who's in charge?
- Oliver Starling.

And Oliver Starling's the guy who
tipped us to look at Rollo Mercer.

He said they were school friends.

Was Oliver Starling
at the Alciston House reunion?

Yes, he was.

I can't believe he walked in here
and threw us Rollo Mercer as bait.

The Prowler had eyes on us
all along.

Yeah, well now we know who he is
and what he looks like.

Let's go and pick him up.

Where is everybody?

Look, the hotel. The police station.

These streets.

These are the streets he grabbed
his victims from in 2012.

[PHONE BUZZES]

Grace.

Jesse Dawson, 19,
student at East Sussex.

Snatched from halls by a man
driving a white van.

But we have no visual on the van.

OK.

He's just taken a girl
from East Sussex University.

Look. There, there and there.

OK, so here,
this is where he feels safe.

This is where he hunts.

Where is he taking her?

There.

[BRAKES SQUEAL]

[HE GROANS]

[HE GROANS]

Hey! Hey!

Thank you. Thank you!

[JESSE PANTS]

No, no, no.

- What are you doing?
- I'm sorry.

Let go!

No, please, don't let him do this!

This is Rachel Ryan all over again,
isn't it?

Please, I don't wanna die here!

- Stop talking!
- Can't we just leave her?

Do you wanna go in the ground
with her too?

- [JESSE WHIMPERS]
- No! No, I won't...

[SHE GROANS,
JESSE CRIES]

No!

[SIRENS WAIL]

Fan out, find her!

Jesse!

Jesse!

It's OK. It's all right.

I tried to stop him.

I'm inside unit B.

[WATER DRIPPING]

[JESSE WHIMPERS]

[JESSE GROANS]

[METAL CREAKS]

[JESSE WHIMPERS]

Stop! Police!

[JESSE WHIMPERS]

Oliver, don't!

Please.

Put Jesse on the ground.

[JESSE CRIES]

Please, Oliver.

Now step away from the pit.

I can't go to prison.

School was like prison.

I won't go through that again.

No!

[THUD]

I was only 17 when I met Olly.

I thought he was so handsome
and charming.

He took care of me
and it made me feel safe.

But by the time I realised how...
controlling and...

manipulating he was...

I was trapped
and too scared to leave.

What happened to Rachel Ryan?

She saw his face, so he killed her.

And he promised me...

that if I hid her body
then he'd stop.

And he was true to his word
for ten years.

And then he started again. Why?

The school reunion.

I begged Oliver not to go,
but he wanted to see Rollo Mercer

to show him how...
well he was doing.

And I was terrified
it would trigger Olly, and it did.

It was like Jekyll and Hyde.

He left as Olly
and he came back a monster.

Why did seeing Rollo Mercer
have that effect on him?

Rollo was Olly's abuser.

Olly was only nine.

Rollo must have been...

14.

It was devastating.

Olly never really recovered.
He never...

felt like a man.

What about you?
Why did you help him? Why did you...

stalk those women for him?

Because he said he'd bury me
with Rachel if I didn't.

He made me wear their lipsticks,
but...

I never have to
wear lipstick again, do I?

[DOOR CLOSES]

Under my guidance as acting ACC,

the Prowler has been unmasked

after a decade
of missed opportunity.

I would like to praise
the inquiry team

for the sensitivity
of their handling

of this most difficult
and challenging investigation.

Would you like to add anything,
Detective Superintendent Grace?

I hope the solving of this case
gives people confidence

that we take every allegation

of rape and sexual assault
very seriously.

We have a specialist centre
for victims

and I can promise
the highest standards of care.

So if you are thinking
of reporting an assault,

I would urge you to come forward.

[REPORTERS SHOUT QUESTIONS]

Johnny Kerridge
may not be the Prowler,

but he's a nasty piece of work,
all right.

What are you gonna do?

Just dangle him off the pier
for a bit.

I haven't done anything.

I'm here to make sure
it stays that way.

The way you touch girls
on that ride,

it's not OK.

The way you talk to women
in the cab...

it's not OK.

So you have a choice.

Change how you behave towards women,

or we'll be seeing each other again.

Personal visit if you like.
Off the clock.

Just me... and you...

and the cold, blue sea.

- Mm.
- Mm?

- [SHE LAUGHS]
- What?

I can't believe you just did that.

Oh, yeah.
I'm the Batman of Brighton, me.

Come on, let's go get an ice cream
before we head back.

- You wanted to speak to me?
- Yeah.

You said you'd take
all sexual assaults seriously.

Yes. How can I help?

We're here because of Rollo Mercer.

Who's the victim, please?

We all are.

I've been thinking.

Work is always gonna get in the way.

And I really...
do not wanna lose what we have.

So I think...

the only way we're gonna
be able to see each other

is if we get our own place.

Our own?

Yeah.
Yeah. Somewhere new just for us.

A garden.

A view of the sea, maybe a dog.

[THEY CHUCKLE]

Well, erm...

I'd love to, but what about Glenn?

Oh, I'm sure he'll be fine,
I'll have a word with him.

Are you sure?

One hundred percent.

[MUSIC PLAYS]

So no-one in Munich has responded
to the ads about Sandy.

OK. So, what happens next?

Well, I attend a hearing
before a High Court judge

and if the claim isn't challenged,
which it won't be, that's that.

To new futures.

New futures.

God knows what my future holds.

I've lost everything, Roy.

I'm a 39-year-old man
with his clothes in Tesco bags.

I am so grateful to you.

Hey, yeah, don't mention it.

Got something for you.

Wow.

Actually, it's kind of
for both of us.

OK.

Oh... Yeah.

- You don't know what it is, do you?
- Course I know what it is.

- What is it then?
- It's a...

It's one of those game things!

Two controllers.

I am going to kick your arse,
old timer!

- Yeah, you probably are.
- [THEY LAUGH]

[MAN SPEAKS GERMAN SOFTLY]

[WOMAN SPEAKS GERMAN]
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