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C.B. STRIKE
Episode 7

CAREER OF EVIL
Part 2

Let's start with the photograph.

Sent to the papers by a concerned
friend, is that right ?

Paedophile and murder suspect. It's not
a popular spot on the Venn diagram.

- Do you think the photo is doctored ?
- No.

- Excuse me. Is this seat taken ?
- No.

Thanks.
Simple as that.

If you're trying to make
me look dodgy,

at some point I'll look up at the
same moment you're looking at me.

The photo will make it look like
we're having a conversation.

You find the person who took that
photograph you'll have Kelsey's killer.

It's probably someone she trusted.
What else ?

That girl's wearing a vest top.
So it was warm weather.

Probably taken at least five months
ago. And she's reading a magazine.

If the papers were sent a high-res
image that'll help you date it.

Anything else ?
Kelsey's holding a bottle of water.

Who goes to a coffee shop to sit
and drink water ?

I'd skew towards saying she came
specifically to sit next to me,

rather than to enjoy a freshly-prepared
caffeinated beverage.

You seem annoyed.

Have you found the three men
I told Wardle about ?

- I can't discuss that with you.
- It's part of a murder investigation ?

Exactly.

- I don't care. I'll pay the fine.
- I have asthma.

Sorry.

Do we have a print out of Donald
Laing's fundraising page ?

- Yes, somewhere. Where are you ?
- I had a social down at the station.

- Right... Do they have a lead ?
- Yes, me. So we better get a move on.

Just coming up now.

This is the Strata building.
Elephant and Castle.

We can use this to work out
what block he lived in.

- No guarantee he's still there.
- Great.

I called Brockbank last night.

He suggested meeting in Shoreditch,
but then he hung up on me.

We know he has a history of
bouncing round strip clubs.

I thought that would be
a good place to start.

I think he's living with a little girl.

OK.

Head down to Elephant and Castle.
If you see Laing, keep your distance.

No working after dark.
Keep on the busy routes.

Yes,
I have done counter-surveillance.

If it was up to me you'd stay
in Yorkshire until he's caught.

He addressed the leg to you.
He followed you.

- That's the pattern we have so far.
- I know, and I will be careful.

Right, so you're checking out Laing.
I'll look for Brockbank.

- Do you know this guy ?
- No, don't think so, mate. Sorry.

- Have you been here before, darling ?
- No.

- You know what this is ?
- Yeah, I think so.

You want to dance ?
Private dance with me ?

- I'm looking for a friend.
- I'll be your friend.

Not that kind of friend, sadly.

Perhaps you know my friend ?
Niall Brockbank ?

- He owes me some money.
- Des fired him.

You're no use as a bouncer if you
have a fit and piss yourself.

- Would anyone here have his address ?
- I think he lives with Alyssa.

She's got the worst taste in men.

- She's one of the dancers ?
- Des fired her as well.

They're in some council flat
over in Bow.

She bitches about it but she likes
the nursery her kids are in, so...

Could you introduce me to Des ?

Thanks for the drink, darling,
but I reckon you're trouble.

Normally I like trouble.

What is it ? What's wrong ?

Nothing, I'm fine.
I've found Laing's block.

- It could be one of 100 flats but...
- Make sure you're home before sunset.

- How are the strip clubs ?
- Expensive.

Look, put yourself in a cab now,
I can't...

Cormoran, you have to stop treating
me like I'm part of the problem.

I'm having dinner with my mum
tonight round the corner from work

so I will be perfectly safe.

- Matt shouldn't have called you.
- I'm glad he did.

I'm not stopping doing this job.
Not for anyone.

Whatever you do, you'll always have
mine and your dad's full support,

but, Robin, I do think it's
time to make a decision.

The wedding day's nearly here.

Have you seen this guy,
Donald Laing ?

- No.
- Thank you.

- Hello.
- Hello. Do you know this guy ?

No.

Would you like to come back
to Masham for a bit ?

- Be a bit looked after ?
- No. Sorry.

I don't mean it like that.

I worry if...

I worry I'd feel like I did before.

Like I was shutting out the world.

I want to stay in it.

Is that the famous Cormoran Strike ?

- Donny Laing.
- You here to see me ?

- I'm not on licence or anything.
- I'm a private investigator now.

Are you ? Well...
What're you here for, then ?

I recently spoke to a woman
in Corby.

- Not Lorraine, was it ?
- That's right.

I never hit her, you understand ?
Lesson learned first fucking time.

Did you steal her jewellery ?

You've come to find...
That was years ago !

Well, it had sentimental value.

Well, tell her I'm sorry
but her stuff's long gone.

It's the truth.
I didn't feel good about it.

I'll pass that back to her.

- What, is that it from you ?
- Yeah.

A fine private investigator
you turned out !

Tracking down old bits of tat !

There's £500.

It could be the deposit on
renting a flat of your own.

Or it could be a pair of really
beautiful wedding shoes.

Cormoran ?

Thanks.

I came back for some files
and you were...

Look.
I've been given some money.

Oh, it's only 500 quid but
if we don't pay the bills

we won't be able to work here
any more.

Someone's trying to destroy me.

I think I make a fairly poor
prospect for investment.

Under the circumstances you're
better off putting it on a horse.

I'm better off here.
Let me do this for us.

- Shit !
- What ?

Slept through a date.

Who's the lucky girl ?

Swedish. Pretty.
Doesn't give a fuck.

Sounds perfect.

I should go to bed.

Thanks for Donald Laing,
by the way.

But it's a dead end.
Guy's even more crippled than I am.

I really don't like you being out
after dark. Take a cab.

Night.

Night.

What's all this ?

I made that Nigel Slater salmon
thing you like.

Thanks. I ate with Mum.

How is she ?

- She's fine.
- Good.

Look, I've got something
I need to say to you.

What I did was unforgivable.

I was 21. I was in so much pain.

I was incredibly lonely
and I made a mistake.

You are the love of my life.

And I want to marry you.
More than anything that's what I want.

But that's for you to decide. So...

I'm asking you again.

And if you say no, I'll accept it,
and I'll leave the flat in the morning.

I love you, darling.

One day, you'll feel
like that about somebody.

Went for the knife. Very good.
I'm just checking the locks.

I can see your door
at the back there is...

Well, it's not adequate.

I need to go back to Masham for a few
days for dress fittings and stuff.

I know it's not great timing
but is that OK ?

No, it's...
It's good.

Keeps you out of harm's way.
Good.

We'll just stick a padlock on that.

Hi, Dad.

Where's Mum ?

You've never met her...

Kelsey Platt ?

Look...

- Oh, my God, it's you.
- I need to ask you about your sister.

- Please.
- Who is it, love ?

It's Cormoran Strike.

Why's he here ?
Close the door !

Wait...

- Can you wait ?
- Yeah.

You saw those photos of him
and Kelsey !

I know what you're saying, but the
police say they think he got set up.

How's he even allowed
to come here ?

I know,
but Kelsey looked up to him...

Yeah, and look where she is now !

Look, sorry. I know she was your sister
but I cared about her, too.

Talk to him if you want, I won't.

- You can come in.
- Thank you.

Do you want to sit down ?

- Could I...
- Yeah.

I'm very sorry for your loss.

I suppose the police have
asked you a lot of questions.

Yeah, was I working ?

Signed statements
from colleagues, payslips.

Ray had to print off photos
of him and Ritchie fishing.

Boat receipts, the lot.

They were away that week in Wales.

And, like, we're the
ones who've lost her !

- Do you mind if I...
- No.

Do you have any idea who might
have got close to Kelsey ?

No.
No, she didn't have many friends.

She came and lived
with us after our mum died

but there was always the age gap so...

I don't know.

- Could I use your loo ?
- It's upstairs.

You didn't do it, did you ?

No. I didn't.

You all right ?

- You should redecorate in here.
- It'll always be your room, love.

You stupid bastard !

Ray said it felt like
you were attacking Hazel.

Can you imagine if he'd gone
to the papers instead of us ?

"Murder suspect shows up at
grieving relatives' house"

"and demands to check their alibis."

- That is not what I was...
- You went there. It's unbelievable !

- So, what do you think I should do ?
- Stay out of it, work your own cases.

Nobody wants to hire a detective

who's accused of being a paedophile
and a murderer.

I can't afford the rent
on this place next month.

I'll have to make my partner redundant
while she's on her honeymoon.

So, what exactly do you suggest I do

while someone's cutting up
little girls on my account ?

We need you to trust us
to do our job !

The three names I gave you.
Who have you found ?

We're still making enquiries.

Right, Whittaker's in Catford,

Laing was in Corby but is
now in Elephant and Castle,

and Brockbank just got fired
from a strip club in Shoreditch.

And your suggestion is I just sit back

and wait for London's finest to
plod along to the finish line ?

By the time you figure out, I'll be
on the street and Robin will be dead.

We're on your side, you idiot !

I'm sorry,
I don't know what else to do.

All right ? It's Zahara's mum.

Look, I haven't been getting
any letters from you lot.

I was thinking maybe you've got
my address wrong ?

Piss off.

It's Alyssa, Zahara's mum.

No.

Oh, it's all right, it's all right.
No worries. Thanks, thanks.

- That was horrific.
- It's work.

Hiya, it's Alyssa, Zahara's mum.

Look, I've not been getting
letters for a while,

I was just checking that you're
not still using the old address.

Yeah, no, that's fine.
That's the right one, yeah.

Which number are you using ?

Plate for the meat.
Come on, come on !

You make a gravy, love.

- Darling, Matthew's on the phone.
- Is he all right ?

Matt, are you OK ?

A what ?

Friend of Matthew's.
Here to check he's all right.

OK, you can come in.

- Robin asked me to check in on you.
- I'm fine, thanks !

The police have got
everything covered.

Well, she's driving down now.
You know that, obviously.

What would it take for you
to let her go ?

- What ?
- She's been followed.

She's had body parts sent to her,

she's had her flat broken into
by someone who butchers women.

I mean, you're just going to...
like, see what happens to her next ?

I understand you're having
a difficult morning.

Robin's good at what she does.
She's very good. She manages the risks.

If she ever decides to hand in her
notice, that'll be her decision

but I would try to persuade
her to stay.

The police'll watch the flat at night.
He will not try anything here again.

Yeah, but you don't know anything...
really, though, do you ?

It's proving challenging.

Hiya.

- How's Matthew ?
- Oh, he's fine.

- He went to work in the end.
- You all right ?

I spent about an hour checking the
flat over and bleaching everything.

- You know the police will...
- Yeah, I know. I just...

I got an exact address
for Brockbank.

I called round all the nurseries
in Bow pretending to be Alyssa

until one of them finally confirmed
they had my address details right.

Very clever.

Let's just find this guy.

I can't go back to Whittaker,
he saw me.

But the person we're looking
for is careful, deliberate.

Doesn't feel like Whittaker.
But I don't know.

I'll watch Whittaker.

- Are you sure ? It's a long...
- I'll watch Whittaker !

- Tea ?
- Yeah.

- Ta.
- Thank you.

Gosh.

Are you all right ?

- Can I buy you some lunch ?
- What ?

You look like you're having one
of those days, I just thought...

Order what you want, I'll pay.

- Anything I want ?
- Yeah, come on. Are you hungry ?

Cheers.

Sore tooth ?

Did your boyfriend do this ?

- Where is he ?
- He's going away.

I didn't want him to go.
That's why he's done it.

I think he's got someone else.

He says he's only going with the
band but I don't believe him.

- What sort of music does he play ?
- Metal.

The band's called Death Cult.
He's lead guitar.

- Do you go to all their gigs ?
- Yeah. They're good.

What's this ?

What's your name ?

- You made a little friend ?
- No.

- Actually, I was just leaving.
- Really ?

- Seems like such a shame.
- Nice to meet you, Stephanie.

Fuck off.

Obviously not such
good friends after all.

You've obviously tried very hard.

Just being kind, were you ?

I was just concerned.
She looked a bit beaten up.

I wouldn't worry too much about her,
she can be a clumsy bitch at times.

Get help for that tooth.

Is everything OK ?

- Are you still out ? It's late.
- Yeah, but I'm heading back now.

I spoke to Stephanie and Whittaker's
in a band called Death Cult.

Hang on.

Everything OK ?

Yeah, I'm fine,
I was just looking something up.

- I've taken a wrong turn.
- Where are you ?

Just gone under
the shopping precinct.

Have you seen something ?

No. No, I'm fine.
I'm just a bit jumpy.

Where exactly are you ?
Street name.

What... I'm not quiet sure
this has a name, actually.

Robin ?

Robin !

Robin !

Robin !

He cut me.

- Sorry I messed up.
- I'm not here to tell you off.

How did you manage to...

I told you I did a self-defence course.

He grabbed me from behind so
I did what they taught me.

Kneed him in the groin.

Whittaker's disappeared,
they're looking for him.

I just...

Whittaker's sort of thin and he...

The guy that attacked me
had a different build.

I looked up Whittaker's band. They had
a gig the night Kelsey was killed.

I don't think it's was him.

I still want to work.

You've got your wedding
to think about.

Don't patronise me.

- Thanks.
- You can leave us alone now.

- Robin needs her rest.
- Matthew's right. You should rest.

Cormoran, what are we doing
about Brockbank ?

The police are watching him.

Well, it's not where he goes,
it's what he does inside the flat.

- We can't save everyone.
- You were nearly killed tonight.

Let someone else take this one on.

Cormoran,
we can't leave him with children.

- Fine, I need to rest.
- I get why you want to help.

I need to rest.

Back in a minute.

Cormoran, this has to end.

She's barely trained and you
sent her out, with no support.

You're a sociopath.

Is that Ray ?
It's Cormoran Strike.

I'd like you and Hazel to look
at some photos of suspects.

They're not great pictures,
but they might jog a memory.

Hazel needs some space.
Don't you understand that, fella ?

Oh, sorry. One second.

Can I just have a minute ?

Shanker. Hi.
Thanks for calling back.

Yeah.
He told me to give you a call.

I need some help.

Taking the girl to get her
stitches out, innit ?

Hang on a sec.

If that Cormoran Strike calls
while I'm away, hang up.

I don't trust him.

I'm just popping out.

- Where are you going ?
- Police interview.

Can't they come to you ?

They want me to have a look at some
stuff they can't take off-site.

- Are you sure you're OK ?
- Yeah, I'm fine.

I won't use the arm.

- She's coming.
- Are we sure that's her ?

Fit black girl, two kids.

- Positive you don't want me in there ?
- No. No, keep an eye out for him.

- Who's that ?
- I don't know, darling.

- Alyssa ?
- Yeah ?

Could I have a word ?
It's about Niall.

What about him ?

Could we talk inside ?
It's important.

Upstairs, Angel.
Take your sister.

Well, spit it out, then.

My name's Robin.

I'm... an investigator.

Could, could we...

Look, this is going to be quite
hard to hear

but, during a course of a case we've
been working on, we've found out...

Sorry, who's this "we" ?

So, I work for an agency

that's run by Cormoran Strike
and we've been looking into Niall.

All right, then.
You can get out now.

- No, I really need to tell you this...
- I know who Cormoran Strike is.

He gave my boyfriend epilepsy.
Get out right now.

Alyssa, please, just listen to this...

You framed him up,
ruined his marriage.

- I know all about you lot.
- Niall sexually abuses young girls.

Get out of my house
before I give you a proper smack.

He's been doing it a long time.
Just ask your daughters.

Get out !

Mum...

Just ask her.

Upstairs, Angel. Now.

What's going on ?

- You all right, Angel ?
- This bitch is telling lies about you.

- Is she now ?
- Says she's with Cormoran Strike.

Look after Angel.

You're not phoning anyone.

Stay there.

He done it to me.

What ?

What's the idea,
barging into people's houses,

upsetting their kids, eh ?

What the lady said.

How's that, huh ? Is it a bit sore ?

What you talking about ?

How's your bastard, Strike ?

Shanker !

Shanker !

You dirty nonce ! I'll skin ya !

Shanker, do not stab him.

Oh !

Why didn't you say anything,
darling ?

Because he said he'd hurt Zahara.

- We're actually packing to go to...
- I don't care.

Robin ?

I told you we were leaving
Brockbank to the police.

- I know.
- And you went in anyway.

He was raping Alyssa's daughter.

Wardle thinks I sent you in
there and now, thanks to you,

Brockbank's vanished.

- Don't you dare put that on me.
- I do.

If you hadn't have messed up, Brockbank
would've been in prison years ago.

Laing is a cripple,
you ruled out Whittaker,

that means that Brockbank
was our number-one suspect,

and now he's off the radar.
We're finished.

- You don't mean that.
- I'll send your last salary on.

Quick and clean.
Gross misconduct.

It's probably for the best, love.

Goodbye forever, Cormoran Strike.

- Hello.
- Uncle Ted.

Oh, hello, Cormoran.

Were you at Mum's grave recently ?

I wasn't, but I had a friend
pop something on the grave

for the anniversary.

It's sea holly, isn't it ?

Not much to look at right now, but
come June it'll be rather special.

Call me next time you're up,
all right ?

- Right.
- Take care.

Gotcha.

Donnie did some work for
Mrs Williams across the road.

87 with the lawn to cut
and all her family have gone abroad.

Why's he here ? Close the door.

Is that the famous Cormoran Strike ?

I need the number
for the Fire Service.

Not the emergency number,
the one for people who hire firemen.

Let me guess !
You want a favour.

I need you to watch my back.

Can you meet me at Elephant
at eight ?

- Right.
- I'll text you the address.

Cheers.

Donnie ? That you, Donnie ?

What's that smell ?

Gas. We got a call from upstairs.
Probably coming from here.

We're not going to get blown up,
are we ?

- Well, don't light any cigarettes.
- Shit.

All right. Is Donnie in there ?
He owes me 40 quid.

Afraid I can't help you, mate.

Where are you, Bunsen ?

Bunsen.

Bunsen !

Bunsen !

- Oh !
- Bunsen !

What's going on ?

Bunsen, open up.

Calls to this number
have been blocked.

What kept you ?

That's a steel door.

They're still cleaning up but
forensics think there's more

than one body in there.

So what made you think Ray
and Laing were the same person ?

The photo Ray gave
the police has him

on the beach next to sea holly in
full bloom, supposedly in April.

It was like the coffee shop photo.

It was staged.

- Are you sure you're all right ?
- Yeah.

Sea holly doesn't flower
in the wild till June.

If you find the other bloke,

Ritchie, I'm sure he'll tell
you they were taken last year.

Height of summer, but they put
coats on to try and look cold.

Ritchie probably thought he was taking
part in a benefits scam or something.

I'm imagining Ritchie's
none too clever.

There was a certificate for bravery
hanging in Kelsey's sister's house.

I called the Fire Service.

The real Ray Williams, Mrs Williams'
son, retired to Spain six years ago.

Laing stole his identity.
He was good at accents

and he spent a lot of money
disguising his appearance.

He managed to find a girl who'd made
the mistake of having a crush on me.

I'll come down the station
tomorrow morning.

Sounds good.

We picked up Brockbank.

Get some sleep.

Daddy wouldn't do that.

I didn't mean any of it.

I'm a friend of Brittany.

I won't be long. All right ?

What will happen to him now ?

Nothing that involves you.

He'll be tried and put away
for a very long time,

and when he's released he'll be on
the sex offenders register for life.

That's good.

I wanted you to know
before, you know...

He should've been put in prison
a long time ago.

We failed you there, Brittany.

- I failed you.
- You believed me, though.

And you tried.
That helped a lot.

Was it you who caught him ?

- No. It was my partner.
- For a case you were doing ?

No.

- But she did it anyway ?
- Yeah.

Is she all right ?

She's a bit bruised,
but she'll live.

Will you thank her for us ?

What's her name ?
Your partner.

Her name is Robin.

We've got a second stop.
Yorkshire.

Where's that ?

Yorkshire ! The county.
You know.

Yorkshire !

Just keep going north
till I tell you to stop.

Put your foot down.

- It's down.
- Put it down further.

Jeez. I am not having this
for the next hundred miles.

Well, that's you sorted then, innit ?
Back to being the hero of the hour.

Yeah.

I mean, there's no fixing
everything, but...

Nah. Nah, there's not.
That's just life, innit, mate ?

What's the deal, then, Bunsen,
you going to go full-on Graduate ?

"Elaine !
Elaine ! What about me ?"

No, I was invited.
I'm a friend, a guest.

Oh, you're a friend, yeah, right.

You sacked her, mate.

That's not exactly a friend
where I come from.

- Reminds me of your mum.
- Who ?

Who ? Your Robin.

She's kind, isn't she ? Like the
way she wanted to save that kid.

Well, I'm going to try
and get her back, aren't I,

but next time she calls you,
if she calls you...

- Call you first, yeah. All right.
- Yeah ?

Jesus, Dad !

First I am required to ask anyone
present who knows a reason

why these persons may not
lawfully marry to declare it now.

Do you, Matthew John Cunliffe,

take Robin Venetia Ellacott
to be your wife ?

Will you love her, comfort
her, honour and protect her

and, forsaking all others,
be faithful to her,

as long as you both shall live ?

I do.

Do you, Robin Venetia Ellacott,

take Matthew John Cunliffe
to be your husband ?

Will you love him, comfort him,
honour and protect him

and forsake all others, be faithful
to him as long as you both shall live ?

Sorry.

I do.

End of episode 7