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You have to keep the ring on.

Obviously, Robert,
I came to find love.

Failing that, maybe just
a partner in crime.

Said he had a package for you.

How do you know
he had red shoes?

Yeah, but surely
he's not the only person

who ticked Freddy's box.

No Jackson, he's the
only one who didn't.

Hiya, darling.

Am I under suspicion
of something?

Not at all, just helps
us to eliminate witnesses.

That explains your fingerprint.

- Guys.
- There's a body out there.

Someone find the rest of it.

♪ There's a paradise ♪
♪ On a plastic screen. ♪

♪ The perfect life ♪
♪ In the perfect dream. ♪

♪ The new horizon. ♪

♪ The burning desire To be loved. ♪

♪ There are untold joys ♪
♪ That wait for us all. ♪

♪ The illusion cures. ♪

♪ Come straight to your door. ♪

♪ The clear horizon. ♪

♪ A burning desire To be loved. ♪

Mum's having a baby!

Is it a boy or a girl?

Maybe they will be
twins, one of each.

- Dad, you are so silly.
- Is that possible?

Take it easy on an old man.

Hey, Dad, Dad,
look at me, look at me!

Oh, I love pancakes.

Jackson.

Jackson, for God's sake!

The finger and blood

have both been confirmed
as Robert Miller's.

There's also another struggle,

so the birdman must have
killed him elsewhere,

then left the finger
here as a message.

So you think
it's a jealousy thing,

like with James O'Neill?

There's a sexual
component, I assume.

Mm-hm, possibly,
but this behavior

is more consistent
with intimacy seeking.

It's love and connection
that he wants.

Which... which is why
he's so enraged

by the presence of a rival.

You think he's killed before?

Oh, it's impossible
to know for sure,

but these killings are clean.

They're planned and executed
with precision.

He went to all that trouble
planting evidence

to incriminate Robert
and then killed him anyway.

Which suggests he does
have prior experience.

Well, he's clearly taken
a lot of care this pigeon man.

It's not a simple loss
of emotional control,

which worries me, I have to say.

You think we'll see more of him?

Yeah, I'd be surprised
if you didn't.

Hold on. If you're saying that
Robert was killed because

he was following Freddy,
why haven't we found anything?

I mean, there's not
a single photo of Freddy

in this whole house.

If he was so obsessed,
where's the evidence?

Did you notice the leak
in the bathroom upstairs?

No, why?

Could you stand
right over there?

- Here?
- And don't move, right there.

Where you going?

Marco Lola Marco.

Who's Marco?

- Marco Polo.
- Who the fuck is Polo?

Never mind!

Lola!

- Jackson?
- In here.

♪ My heart is sad ♪
♪ And I'm in sorrow. ♪

♪ For the only one I love. ♪

♪ When shall I see him. ♪

There we are then.
♪ Oh, no, never. ♪

♪ Till I meet him In heaven above. ♪

♪ Oh bury me on ♪
♪ The weeping willow yeah. ♪

♪ Under the weeping Willow tree. ♪

♪ So he may know Where I sleeping. ♪

♪ And perhaps He will weep for me. ♪

It's lucky we're
speaking on the phone isn't it?

Because if I met you in person
I'd be sick wouldn't I?

Yes, Crystal.

I'd be sick all over you,

but you'd like
that wouldn't you?

- Very much.
- Are you ready?

- You sound ready.
- Yes, Crystal.

Not until I say,
and then afterwards

you're gonna do three
things for me, OK?

Number one.

- Whoa whoa.
- Trust me Susan,

you do not need to hear
what those three things are.

So is that Robert on
the other end of the call?

No, we think he
bought the tapes.

Yeah, as Freddy's fame grew,

so did the value of these tapes.

I'm sure someone is making a lot
of money selling these things.

But they were on his computer
so he was following Freddy.

Absolutely,
which is why we believe

the killer targeted him.

Yeah, we think he's killing
people that have shown

undue interest in Freddy.

James who slept with Freddy.

And Shannon who's been
hounding Freddy for months,

and now Robert,

who he may see as
a rival of sorts.

And you think Freddy
is involved?

Well, that's not our primary

line of investigation,
ma'am, so...

But we will need to gently
inform her of the situation.

With your permission.

You're 100% sure you hadn't
met or seen Robert before

the speed dating event.

Yeah, mm-hm, yeah.

Should I be worried?

Well, we recommend a degree of

caution, I'd advise against
walking alone night.

Things like that.

Don't walk alone at night.

Is that a joke?
Seriously, is that a joke?

Henry?

Sorry about that.

You posted about Shannon
online. What was that about?

I wasn't going to
let her lie about me, was I?

Mm-hmm.

Wait, are you saying

that the person
who killed Shannon

is the same person who's
killed Paul Robert?

Why would someone do
something like that?

Do you think you can control
this thing, Freddy?

You can't.

Control what?

I'm afraid we also come

to let you know that
Robert had some

audio recordings of you in
your previous line of work.

We think he might have acquired
him from your former employer.

- Take care. It's a nice shop.
- Oh, Jackson, please.

I think you've sprayed
yourself with some sort of

dog shit in there,
it's giving me a headache.

It smells really good.

She didn't seem very
scared, did she?

Hm? Because she's working
with the killer.

That's why she's not scared.

Look, did you ever see
that documentary

about the chap
who climbs mountains

without, uh, without a rope?

I don't watch
documentaries, Jackson.

OK, well, they scanned his brain
and they found abnormalities in

his frontal lobe. It means that
he doesn't respond to stimuli.

He can climb 3000 feet
without a rope because

he doesn't feel fear
in the same way.

You honestly don't think that
post she wrote was a message?

No, it may very well have
been, I'm just saying

that Freddy's lack of fear
doesn't prove a thing.

OK, fine.

- The ring will.
- What ring?

Well I haven't seen
her wear that before.

Then three days
after James O'Neil's

wedding ring was missing.

She has one on her
chain around her neck.

Come, Jackson, let the
penny drop, come on man.

- What? Oh.
- Fancy seeing you here!

- Hey!
- What?

Hey, hey, don't be
giving me that bollocks.

You owe me a drink, Lola,
you promised, you know you do.

It's not, hey listen, no no.

- You know you do.
- You owe me a drink.

Can you...
Does this thing work? It's not.

It's not a... it's not a drink,
it's an interview.

Look, whatever. Just name
your time, name your place,

stop trying to wriggle
your way out of it.

I'm not wriggling,
okay, you're wriggling.

Pfft.

OK, 5:00 o'clock tomorrow then.

There's a pub at the end of
my road. I meet you there, OK?

Okay.

Wait wait, I thought you
said it wasn't a drink.

Tomorrow.

- Seemed like a nice young man.
- Fuck off!

James's wedding ring had
an inscription on the inside.

If we can get close enough to
Freddy take a photograph of hers.

How on earth are we going
to able to do that?

And it's got the same
inscription on the inside.

Freddy would see us
coming a mile off.

And... and Susan
would fire us both

before sanctioning
another operation.

She would.

Then who do we get to
do it for us then, quietly?

Sorry, Larry, couldn't stop her.

Stop who?

All right, Larry,
you furry little cunt.

- There you are.
- Get your chops round that.

I call them "Happy as Larry's."

Mm.

Opening night on Wednesday,

we're having a theme
and everything,

get some attention, you know?

You should come along.

Free entry if you wear the mask.

Oh, Larry, you do know they're
calling him the bird man.

Yeah? But I wanted my own thing

and pigeon killer is
a bit more specific like.

Yeah, but pigeon killer makes
it sound like

he's going around
killing pigeons.

Oh, for fuck's sake, I've had 5,000 of
them made. Now, hang on a minute.

I want my tapes, Larry.

Get your hand off
my fucking phone.

Do you know how
quickly my lawyers

could have this place shut down?

OK, fine, look. I was
selling them for a while.

I admit, near the start
hundred quid a pop.

But as you got more famous,
the interest grew, so...

I had myself a little
underground auction.

You wouldn't sell anything
that makes you money.

For 25 grand, I would,
darling, believe you me.

Give me his name.

- He didn't use his real name.
- His name, Larry.

But I may have ways and
means of figuring it out.

- Right. So tell me then.
- Why should I?

Because it's the
right thing to do.

And if you don't, I'll just come
back here one night and...

Burn the place to
the fucking ground.

The baby is due
on Friday the 13th,

which I'm hoping isn't a sign,
right? It's very spooky.

Well, the first two
were early, so...

That's true, that's true.

- And how about you, Del?
- How long have you got?

- About two months.
- I'm so ready.

Ah that's, that's great. That
was delicious, by the way, Gil.

- Thanks very much. Dom?
- Whoa, whoa, whoa,

I made this, okay?
Gil was merely a bystander.

Thank you, Jackson.
Thank you, Dom.

I hope you don't mind me asking,
but how did you decide

which one of you is
going to have the baby?

- Not at all. Do you want to?
- Okay.

Yes. Um...

Well, it was a pretty tough
call, but we talked it out...

Is that what happened, is it?

Yes?

Honestly you should
have heard her,

"If you want it,
you're carrying it, babe."

- I never said that.
- Yes, you did.

- Those were your exact words.
- I never said that.

Personally I'd give anything
to carry a child.

Seriously, I think
I'd make a great

pregnant man, don't you think?

What, like Arnie in
that film. What was it?

You know what,
in the story of my life,

I've always thought
Schwarzenegger, Right? What?

No.-

What? What are you laughing at?
What do you find so amusing?

Jackson.

Okay, okay.

Dom. I'm afraid
we lured you here

in a slightly false pretenses.

Listen, erm, Dom.

We need someone to watch Freddy
for us just for a day or two.

I mean, she doesn't
know what you look like.

You could get closer than us.

- Yeah.
- Yeah?

Okay. Sure.

Susan knows though, right?

- Hi, sir.
- Hey, Dom, how's it going?

Yeah, er, well. She's been in
her flat all day with Henry.

They got some soup earlier.
That's about it.

Any joy with the ring?

To be honest, sir,

I'm not really sure how I'm
supposed to get this photo.

I don't even know
she's wearing the ring or...

You I know, just
keep an eye on her.

Does she speak to
anyone we don't know,

is anyone watching her, anything
at all that you notice, okay?

Hey, I've emailed you
a picture of the inscription,

Dom, should be with you
in any second, okay?

Thank you.

Oh, OK, hold on.
She's coming out now.

She's on her own.

OK, is she wearing the chain?

- I don't know. I can't see.
- I'm too far back.

- Well, follow her then.
- But don't let her see you.

But you will need to get close.

Yeah, but you can't blow your
cover, though, Dom, right?

- But you will need to get close.
- Seriously, Dom.

We can't afford to get
caught here.

I'll do my best, sir. Bye.

Do get close!

- No, don't get close.
- But do get close.

- Don't get close.
- Get close.

She needs to get close.

Are you sitting at
the same computer?

What did she search for?

I'm saying I don't know
what she was checking.

She's deleted the history.

OK, I understand.

Did she get a
picture of the ring?

No I didn't and I'm pretty
sure she clocked me, okay?

I'm really sorry.

I can't do anymore today, sir.

I understand, Dom. Bye.

Alright.

Thank you.

Don't even think about it.

Well.

Fair enough.

OK, so I guess what
I really want to know

is why you're so sure about her.

'Cause I followed this case
closely and you're convinced

that she killed those
men with Baba, why?

What is it?

The snake eyes?

The eyes, the lies, motive,
opportunity, everything.

But no forensic evidence.

Unless there's something that

the press weren't made aware of.

And then there's Baba's
confession, too, of course.

'Cause he took the blame for
everything, didn't he?

Yeah, so doesn't that
mean she's innocent?

Do you think she's innocent?

I think she's... fascinating.

Same again?

It's pretty
frustrating, though, right?

What's that?

You do all that work
and get all that evidence,

and then you're beaten to
the punch by young love.

But Freddy never loved
Baba, she's not capable of it.

- Maybe.
- You met her, right?

I'm just saying, Lola,
I mean, look around.

They are all sitting around
acting fucking fine.

But the fact there's
no one actually fine,

No one's actually happy
because we assume

it's positive things about us
that make us compatible.

So you like the same films
and you're both vegetarian

and you read the fucking
Guardian, so obviously

you're going to spend the rest
of your lives together.

So what are you saying,

you don't think
compatibility is important?

No, of course, it is.

But it's... it's
the fucked up parts of us

that need to fit together.

Not the good stuff
because that's the shit

that really defines you,
do you know what I mean?

And clearly the fundamentally

fucked-up parts of Freddy
and Baba fit together.

And I, I genuinly think
she misses him so...

Call it what you want.

I think that you should be

having this drink with DI Mendy.

Absolute wankers,
the pair of you.

Mom says you're going
to the charity shop.

Not today, but yeah.
When I get a chance.

Oh, you can't chuck that.

- It took us months.
- Sorry, Dad.

Polly wanna cracker?

- Hi.
- Hello.

I'm here for the viewing.

Viewing? The estate
agent didn't mention it.

Oh, see, I changed
the time didn't they call?

No.

No, but listen, erm
I'm sorry, but I...

- Hi. Hi. I'm Frederica.
- Frederica.

Yeah, I'll be really quick.
Is it OK if I come in?

OK, sure, Frederica.

- Come on in.
- Thank you.

- I'm so sorry about this.
- Honestly.

Really is no problem. Honestly.

Oh, wow.

This place is amazing.
Why on earth are you selling?

Well, with the kids all gone,

my wife and I are just rattling
around in it, really.

Hm. Chief Superintendent
Lester Price.

Guilty as charged.

Please feel free, roam around.

- Thank you.
- OK?

- I'm so sorry I was...
- We have to keep Daisy...

in here overnight
or she makes an awful fuss.

- She's a Saint Bernard.
- Beautiful thing.

She's away with my wife tonight.

I bet the kitchen's amazing.

Not that I cook much.

I called my estate agent.

They've never heard
of you, my dear.

Well, perhaps
you'd like to explain.

You paid a lot of money
for some tapes of me.

I'd like to know why.

I acquired those terms
for research purposes.

- I'm sure you understand.
- Hm.

That doesn't sound
like much fun.

Well, if they're
just for work, then

I'm afraid I'm going
to need them back.

Tell you what.

I'll give you the tapes.

But you have to
do something for me.

Oh, coat's coming off.

I googled you earlier.

- Oh, shit.
- You've written a novel.

Yep. Which no one fucking read.

Why did no one read it?

Well if I knew that, I'd write
another one, wouldn't I?

So now you write biographies.

You've got to admit
she's interesting, though.

Pfft.

I just find her
fascinating to talk to.

Oh, do you, that's
because you fancy her.

I don't fancy her. She's
a kid for fuck's sake.

Oh, yeah, what, are you
an old man now?

Eh, old enough to be
divorced for three years.

So yes.

And so has been a very long
and lonely three years.

- If you know what I mean.
- Yeah, well that's nothing.

You should try four years.

- Really?
- Yeah.

What?

Four years since you...

That is sad.

Well, well, the job takes up
a lot of my time, you know.

Nah, come on, we're like a pair
of fucking saddos we are, eh?

We are. Oh, yeah.

That's seven years
celibacy between us.

One of us must have
broken a mirror.

No, no, that's bad luck.

- If you break a mirror.
- I thought it was bad sex.

Mm-mm. That is if you break eye
contact whilst doing a cheers.

What?

Oh, shit, right? Well. I won't.

We better be careful with this.

- Don't blink.
- Okay.

- Cheers.
- Cheers.

Take your thumb
and hold my skin tight.

Like that.

Good.

Hold the blade at 30 degrees

facing down with the grain.

And just slowly. Bring it down.

Yeah, like that?

Yes, keep going.

I'd like to tell you
my favorite short story.

Lester, I'm trying to
concentrate.

I'm sure you can manage both.

It's about a young woman

drawn to the darkness and
violence she saw in others.

Some say she was consumed
by their violence.

Others say she
was only intrigued.

One man decided
to find out for himself.

So he sat in a chair.

Perfectly calm.

Knowing that one flick of
the wrist

would slit the throat.

Cut the artery.

And the blood would flow.

The thought appealed
to her. And yet...

she hasn't killed anyone before.

Her hands shake.

She struggles with the decision.

Very slowly.

She finishes the shave.

And puts the blade down.

You've intrigued me, Freddy.

But you don't scare me,
want to know why?

It's harder than you
think to kill a man.

And you thought Baba was fun.

How do I get those files to you?

You can bring them here.

- Oh.
- Oh.

Erm, Jackson?

- Yeah.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Sorry, you were in the bathroom,

so I thought I should
answer the door.

- Erm, flea spray.
- Jesus Christ.

You lock up when you leave, OK?

Fucking flea spray.

I had a thought
about the teddy bear.

There you go. All done.

Thanks, love, they're gorgeous.

And do you have time to see

the interview with Henry
for the website?

Shouldn't take long, Al.

Yeah it's fine.
I've left a slot free.

You don't think
you're paying, do you?

Well, this is a business, Ally,
that's kind of the whole point.

Don't be silly.
I can't take your money.

You can't give me literally
the best nails in the world

and not expect me to pay.

Freddy, you do realize
you saved my life.

You do realize that, don't you?

OK, there we go.
My daughter's got one of those.

- It's a music box, right?
- I'd say so, sir, yes.

Well, can you get
it working again?

Is there a key?

Sadly not. Is that a problem?

Is it a problem
that there's no key for

the antique music
box contained within a bear?

You know, you could just say
"Yes, DI Mendy, it's a problem."

- Yes, DI Mendy...
- Don't say it now!

You've ruined it, haven't you?

OK, because if I know
what song it played,

I think I can use it to narrow
the terms of the search, right?

You see?

Leave it on the side
please, sir,

and I'll see if I can find
someone to take a look.

Wonderful, I'll just
pop it right there, shall I?

Samir, huh?

And it's all taken care of, yes.

Yeah, Dom, it's Lola.

Yes, well, she's basically

joined at the hip
with this Henry guy.

They go everywhere together.

OK, did you manage to
get a photo of the ring?

No, I don't know which chain,

she's wearing four of them,
but I can't see a ring either.

Shit, she's coming.

Oh, hang on Sarge, she's a...

She's just stuck
something to the door.

Fucking Samir.

We need to talk to
this Henry guy.

You guys should come
to this later.

Oh, what, Larry's party?

Thanks.

- Wow.
- Wow?

- What wow?
- Wow.

You're going to want
to take a look at this.

- What, what is it?
- What?

- What is it?
- Shush!

Hey.

I don't know where Freddy
is guys, okay, I'm sorry.

Actually Henry, we'd like
a word with you if that's OK.

Have you seen Freddy
wearing this ring

on a chain,
or on her neck, maybe?

Never, why?

The ring belonged to a man
named James O'Neil.

He slept with Freddy
ten days ago

and was murdered
on the same night.

And stabbed in Enfield
underpass while he was

out running with his baby.

Shannon McBride died soon
after she had an ongoing

dispute with Freddy, right?

It's a bit of banter
on social media.

I wouldn't call it a dispute.

So the point is, people
who get close to Freddy

have a habit of dropping
down dead, don't they?

Heard the two of
you were pretty close,

Joined at the hip, apparently.

I am allowed to leave?

- Of course.
- Oh yeah, sure.

She's pretty close to
your sister, too, right?

God, I'm feeling really
nervous, is that weird?

- Course it's not weird.
- But you seem fine though.

Yes, it's 'cause
I'm here with you.

Alright.

And you're gonna make me look
really good because you've read

all the books and you're going
to be generally amazing.

Just as always.

Don't think you can
flatter your way

out reading those books, too.

- I know what you're doing.
- Ah!

Gil?

- Hiyah!
- Hi, Gil.

Oh, Jackson didn't mention
you're doing NCT?

- Oh, uhm...
- Well, we thought you probably

would be pros by now anyway.

No, I am. I was just...

Actually, I just gotta
make a quick phone call.

Sorry, sorry, I'm late. They
haven't started yet, have they?

Hi, I'm Thomas,
are you guys some...?

I'm going to sort
everything out and...

just don't tell him please.
I promise I'm going to sort it.

Susan is actually
going to kill us

if she finds out we were here.

You do realize that?

We're only here for a
friendly drink, and anyway...

No one's going
to know, are they?

The smell of rubber
makes me nauseous.

Put it on.

OK, you can go up.

Can you just hold there please?

This is fun.

- Do you think she's here?
- What?

- You think she's here?
- Yeah, I think she's here.

You think he's here?

From a bloke at the bar.

- Which one?
- Fuck if I know, love.

Can I get a selfie, please?

Alright, Larry,
you crusty mess?

Jesus, what?

- Come on now. Get in spirit.
- For fuck's sake, Freddy.

- Happy now?
- Yes I am.

- You have a good night, yeah?
- Yeah, yeah.

Where have you been?
I need to talk to you.

Police came to see me. Freddy.

Hmm? Yeah, I'm coming.

Jackson, I think I've
just seen something.

Hold your position
at the bar, okay?

Okay.

What did they say to you?

What happened to my sister?

What do you mean?

I've told you this
like 1000 times.

Tell me again.

We fell asleep
in the forest and...

when I woke up,
she wasn't there.

They say she fell.

I say she jumped,

Why did you take her name?

To remember her.

Don't you think that's
a kind of fucked up way

to remember someone?

Did you stop and think how
Mum might feel about that?

How I might feel about that?

Lola.

Yeah, I'm gonna go out front.

Oh, here we are.
Daddy here, all right?

Stick that back in
the box will you?

I saw him a man with a spider
drawn on the back of his mask.

I think he might be the target.
We need to find him, okay?

- Okay.
- Yeah, I'll look out the front.

- You got a mask?
- No, sorry.

They're fifty pound but you get
your first three drinks free.

What are they bottles of wine?

Tap.

Thanks.

Hey.

Come here.

Whoa.

Don't sound like you don't know.
It's really fucking boring.

Know what?

I've been in love with you
since I was eight years old.

Never good enough,
though, was I?

You are dazzling, you are.

Oi. Where's your mask?

- What do you care?
- Where the fuck is it?

Put it back in the box, so?!

Come on, Allie.

Pick up your fucking phone.

Dom.

Oh, Dom. Jackson,
get an ambulance now!

OK, help is on the way.

OK, keep still, no, no, no,
look at me. Look at me.

Don't take your eyes off me.

You're doing great.
You're doing really good.

Yeah, you're doing
really, really good.

I got you. I got you.
Just stay there, stay still.

Ambulance, officer down.

DC Dominique Parks.
Multiple stab wounds.

Help is going to be here
before you know it.

I've got you, Dom.

♪ There's a paradise ♪
♪ On a plastic screen. ♪

♪ The perfect life ♪
♪ In the perfect dream. ♪

♪ The new horizon. ♪

♪ The burning desire To be loved. ♪

♪ There are untold joys ♪
♪ That wait for us all. ♪

♪ The illusion cures. ♪

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