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[Catch Me A Killer Theme]

[knocking]

[tense music]

[knocking continues]

[tense music]

[tense music continues]

[heavy breathing]

[tense music continues]

[heavy breathing]

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[heavy breathing]

[Queen laughing]

[tense music]

[heavy breathing]

[Queen screaming]

[Warren grunting]

[Warren grunting]

[Warren grunting]

[Warren grunting]

[tense music]

[tense music continues]

[distant sirens]

Here we go.

Is that the only bottle?

It's the only decent bottle I've got.

[Micki chuckling]

Thanks for letting me stay, Suze.

Honestly, I didn't think packing up

the house would be so brutal.

It's not totally awful having you back.

[women sighing]

Are you sure you're gonna be okay

in the guest room by yourself?

I've gotten used to it.

I'm gonna check if your room's all set.

Thank you.

[sombre music]

[sombre music continues]

Are you looking for Loubser

or just some good old fashioned witchcraft?

[laughing]

I'm looking for Brigadier Brink.

Petrus Brink at your service.

[chuckling]

Dr. Micki Pistorius.

Ah, you must be the profiler

I've been hearing so much about.

Yeah.

[Petrus chuckling]

Not my office.

It's Colonel Loubser's Chamber of Horrors.

Oh.

Let's go next door.

There's a little bit more fresh air than in this place.

I heard what you did with the Strangler,

caused quite a stir.

[Micki chuckling]

Hmm, maybe not the good kind.

These guys in the force need a shake-up

every now and then.

Thank you.

Brigadier, I really appreciate you

bringing me in on the Strangler case, but I--

Brixton unit discovered a body just over an hour ago

on the Cleveland mine dumps.

I've heard of those.

It's eight so far, right?

There'll be more

and the minister's breathing down my neck for an arrest.

We have 43 leads on this case

and you get to tell us who the lucky winner is.

And there's more.

Delmas police arrested a young male.

Goes by the name of Warren Barnes.

He's white, he has connections to a neo-Nazi group.

Is this hate crimes?

He's a right-wing Afrikaner, three black victims

and the investigation had him cornered,

but now he claims that he cannot remember that he owned up.

Convenient.

So the state would need you to testify

about his mental health.

A full interview, assessment of capacity, all that.

Wait...

Sorry, what are we doing here?

We're moving you wherever you're needed

and you will be needed everywhere.

You must tell me what I can do for you

that can make this work.

A specialised unit would be good.

A unit?

Yeah, a dedicated psychology unit.

A staff, maybe five.

We could serve all the running cases in the province

and build it out as the cases come in.

Now...

How about one more person to start with?

Yeah, one more would be...

Better.

Her name's Erika.

She's been briefed.

She'll meet with you later.

Okay.

[tense music]

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hey, hey, hey, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Step back, step away, please.

You can't be here.

Captain Micki Pistorius.

Brigadier Brink sent me.

- Oh, you from National? - Investigative Psychology.

What are they bringing me a psychologist for?

The Brigadier thought it be good

for me to get an eye on the scene.

I have an eye on it,

my eye.

[Micki chuckling]

I need to collect evidence for my profile.

That doesn't need to interfere--

Charles, Charles, Charles.

Get this lovely lady off my crime scene.

Wait, wait, wait.

Sorry, Sergeant, look.

You have a lot to sift through.

I can help you understand what you're looking for.

Dead people don't need psychologists.

Look, I don't mean to be rude,

but I have no idea at all how you think you can help here.

I'm here for the ones that are still alive.

Sarge, I wanna show you something.

She was dumped out here in the open.

When we turned her over, we found this.

"She is a beach,"

and "We must stay here as long as you don't understand."

None of the other bodies had it.

Some sort of message to us?

Or to the victim.

What's that?

That's just trash.

This used to be a landfill site.

Yeah, or evidence.

[Sergeant Nzimande] We'll let forensic decide.

Okay, it's a pad on a crime scene

next to a woman's dead body.

It could have been hers.

We could use it to ID her.

I'm gonna bag it anyway, just in case.

[Micki] Yep.

Let's get forensics down here.

Clear this fucking body now.

Yes, sir.

So the crime scenes are here, here and here,

all within walking distance of each other.

Okay, so he knows the lay of the land.

The police remove a body, he puts another one in it's place.

He's replenishing the spot.

- He's what? - Like he's restocking it.

He's marking his territory.

Like a dog pissing on a lamppost.

Yeah.

Yeah, he's saying, "This is my place.

"Mine."

[sharply inhaling]

Okay.

So have you gotta be somewhere else?

Interviewing a suspect in another case in a few hours.

[chuckling]

Okay.

"She is a beach," back of right thigh,

then the other thigh, more writing.

"We must stay here for as long as you don't understand."

[Detective Hennie] What do you think it means?

Well, it's probably a misspelling of bitch, right?

Yeah, so maybe he's not that literate.

Nah, but I think he's intelligent, so that doesn't fit.

[sharply inhaling]

There's a contradiction here.

Either way, there's deep anger in his words

and he's chosen to express that by writing it on her body,

which suggests he couldn't express his anger

to her directly,

that he struggles to convey his true feelings.

Angry at her.

Well shit, he strangled her, so yeah.

But is it anger at this woman in particular,

or, you know, some woman?

Maybe she rejected him.

Or maybe someone else did and Josephine's a stand-in.

[sighing]

No, something's off here.

Not all of them are naked.

But all of them were raped

and strangled with a piece of their own clothing.

Yeah.

Yeah, but why remove the jewellery of this one,

Thea, and not any of the others?

Sometimes there are head wounds, sometimes there aren't.

He's smart enough to lure them in but he can't spell bitch.

Now it feels like we're dealing with two different killers.

Two MOs.

Okay, Josephine, Thea, Sthando.

These three are all from Pretoria, right?

Yeah.

[Micki] Yep, okay.

And all their bodies were found in Joburg?

[Detective Hennie] Correct.

Okay, so he drives.

Either he drives them alive...

It's an hour from Pretoria to Joburg, right?

Yeah.

So they must trust him enough to get in the car,

or he kills them first, takes them to graveyards later.

So we're looking for a man

that has dead bodies in his trunk,

or a man that gives lifts to women as his MO?

Yeah, and we need to find him

because what he says here

tells us he won't stop until we do.

We don't have enough resources

to go after 43 different suspects all over the country,

so I need you to narrow this down for us.

[Micki] 43?

Let's get to work.

Let's give her everything she needs.

[Micki groaning]

Cigarette, please.

Thank you.

[tense music]

Come, Lord Jesus.

Cover me with thy precious blood

and fill me with thy Holy Spirit.

[shouting]

I love thee, Lord Jesus.

[shouting]

I praise thee, Lord Jesus.

[yelling]

I thank thee, Jesus.

[tense music]

Amen.

[speaking Afrikaans]

Anything?

Well, I think I've got top a three.

Thato Sikwane, Ernest Mapinga, David Selepe.

[Detective Hennie] Who seems like the most likely?

Well, Sikwane's a college lecturer.

A female student claimed he harassed her,

made sexual remarks, attempted rape, but she got away.

- Sounds about right. - Yeah.

No, the career and the personality seem right,

but the approach seems hostile.

A better fit is Mapinga.

Local businessman, sophisticated, clean-cut.

A neighbour said he offered her a lift home

and then tried to force his way into her house.

What about him?

- David Selepe? - Yeah.

Occupation unknown.

Witness described him as well-liked in the community,

suave, charming, also a little arrogant.

Our witness reported he offered her a job a few months ago,

she hesitated, he became verbally abusive,

she feared for her life and called in the tip-off.

[Hennie groans]

So who do we follow up on?

Oh...

I don't guess.

I need more time to look into all of them in more detail.

- Okay. - Don't take it, please.

[phone ringing]

Detective Charles.

Dr. Pistorius?

A long distance for you.

Just pass it here, it's fine.

Hi, this is Micki.

[Robert] An ego-dystonic killer, smart deduction.

Who is this?

Robert Ressler.

How did you settle on that conclusion with so few details?

Sorry, is this a prank?

Maybe I should tone down the accent, huh?

- Shit. - It is a little ham.

Um, can you pass me...

Hi.

[Robert] Hello?

Mr. Ressler.

Hi.

Sorry, um...

What an honour.

- How did you-- - Find you?

It's a small field

and you faxed me your profile on Norman Simons, remember?

Excellent work, by the way.

Oh, thank you so much.

So, your conclusion?

Yeah, well it was the neatness of the scenes,

the perfectionism.

That was the first clue.

The ego-dystonic killer has an ideal image of himself

that doesn't correlate with his need to kill,

so from that and an eyewitness MO,

I deduced that he'd be trusted in the community.

I knew I was looking for someone who disassociated,

who seek to isolate themselves,

who's suffered feelings of guilt and helplessness.

Well, that's what the nurse described.

Liebman.

Yeah, exactly.

Although I don't agree with all of his conclusions.

Such as?

That all serial killers are ego-dystonic.

Most killers have virtually no superego.

They don't regret, they don't feel guilt,

they have unusually high self-esteem.

Your work's impressive, Micki.

The pathologies, the understanding of behaviours,

the deductions.

It's spot on.

So, are you onto your next case already?

The next two, actually.

That kind of hands-on investigative work

never happens stateside.

I'm envious.

Don't be.

The detectives don't seem to like it,

think I'm interfering.

Well, that's because we chase ghosts.

We're concerned with causes, not symptoms,

with thoughts, not deeds.

Deeds are how detectives are taught

to understand their work.

Yeah, though maybe someone should teach them differently.

Maybe that someone should be you.

Thank you, Mr. Ressler.

Thank you.

[phone clicking]

[gentle music]

- Hello. - Hi.

My guess was black, two sugars.

Black, no sugar.

You must be Erika.

Erika, Captain Burgess

and you are Dr. Pistorius.

Well, coffee's wrong, but I've got--

Ooh, this looks way more promising.

Mm!

So, Delmas Police Station?

No, change of plan.

We're gonna meet our guy at the stream.

- Where they found the bodies? - Mm, yeah.

Okay, well, we can take my car.

Mm-hmm.

[tense music]

[car rumbling]

May I?

Sure.

Wow.

Well, you have clearly prepped.

So go on then,

tell me what you know about Warren Barnes.

Member of an extreme right-wing group.

He turned himself in, confessed,

claimed two of the three murders happened at that stream.

His descriptions matched the scenes.

Traumatic childhood, molestation, severe abuse,

but now he's after insanity defence.

Claims multiple personality disorder,

in psychiatric care, not prison time.

Doesn't dispute that he killed,

but says he can't be held responsible

because he has no memory of the murders.

- Is he telling the truth? - No.

People with MPD don't act out revenge fantasies.

Serial killers do.

That's what you said in your lectures.

So Warren Barnes is lying.

I studied at the Institute for Behavioural Sciences.

They're still using your old notes to teach.

What about the victim profiles?

Black women mostly, big surprise.

First one, he claims she made sexual advances towards him.

Queen Bhuyeni, she was a prostitute,

worked in and around the CBD in the gambling dens.

She was popular.

Had her customers go to the Crown Hotel.

[Micki] Yeah.

He must have been one of them.

And she trusted him.

Didn't work out too well for her.

So he dislikes sexually forward women.

Maybe he sees his acts

as a sort of justice for his own abuse.

Could be a way of punishing the women for enjoying sex,

or projection of his own guilt

for enjoying sex with black women,

or possibly simply for existing.

[tense music]

Hello, Warren.

My name's Micki Pistorius.

You wanna take a walk with me?

It's beautiful here, isn't it?

Uh-huh.

[Micki] Peaceful.

I love these kinds of walks.

They help me clear my head.

Ms. Pistorius.

Why are we here?

I thought it might be more pleasant

than the police station.

Some sun, fresh air, and there's something I wanted to see.

Yeah, should be right around here.

[tense music]

They were for Queen.

Her family left them here after her body was found.

They wanted to know the exact place she'd been dumped.

This is the spot you pointed out, wasn't it?

I've never been here.

Okay.

Let's talk.

[tense music]

[birds chirping]

[Warren sighing]

How do you know Queen Bhuyeni?

Were you a regular customer of hers?

I would never sleep with a woman like that.

Why not?

She was a professional.

There's no shame in that.

It's against my culture to sleep with such a woman.

I see.

And yet the victim is found

to have been sexually assaulted,

her genitals mutilated.

She was raped and then stabbed multiple times.

You did that.

Not...

Not me.

You showed the police where you left her body, Warren.

If it wasn't you, who was it?

It was someone else.

An Afrikaner?

Yeah.

What's his name?

His name is Diederick.

And where's Diederick now?

Warren, is Diederick here?

Diederick doesn't want to talk.

I think you do want to talk.

[tense music]

What do you want, Ms. Pistorius?

I want to know how you killed Queen.

She came to my door.

She knocked.

She wanted to have sex with me.

And is that what you wanted?

No.

You didn't like her touching you?

She should never have done that.

She should never have touched me.

But Queen didn't hurt you, did she?

The woman who hurt you,

that happened when you were much younger.

Why did Queen remind you of the woman who hurt you?

This is bullshit, he's lying.

Is it because Queen touched you?

I don't know her.

[tense music]

[car rumbling]

Interrogations are really fragile.

Need to tread gently.

I'm sorry, but he is lying.

Doesn't mean we don't have to play along.

[phone ringing]

Yeah, this is Micki.

[Detective Hennie] Now nine victims.

Okay.

It's different district, similar MO.

The mortuary just called with a confirmation.

Okay.

Yeah, we'll meet you at the morgue.

[distant cars rumbling]

Doctor.

Oh, right.

Breathe through your mouth, small gulps, makes it easier.

Right, so, Lungi Biyela,

24 years old,

strangled with her pantyhose.

You'll notice some severe bruising on the inner thighs.

Can we see the clothing she came in with?

Sure, what's left of it.

Knock yourself out.

Thank you.

Okay.

When did you last wear a pair of pantyhose?

Not since Sunday school.

Yeah, me neither.

She was looking smart the day she went missing.

Why do you think a woman would be this well-dressed?

Church?

On a Tuesday?

Maybe on her way to work?

Yeah, then why stop and talk to a stranger?

Why get in his car

if you're on your way to something important

like your job?

You're right.

Quite a few of them were well-dressed.

Victim was wearing court shoes, blue blouse, black skirt.

The Station Strangler promised the boys a reward.

You think this guy is promising these women something?

Dunno.

But a woman wearing pantyhose

wouldn't get into the car of a man

who looked poor or badly dressed.

Must have been a good car,

or a rich man.

Closest match to those details is David Selepe.

Yeah, for this one.

Hmm.

[gentle music]

[child talking indistinctly]

[child talking indistinctly]

Where did that come from?

[child talking indistinctly]

No way, is that Waterkloof?

That big old lady.

You've been sitting down here for hours.

Do you need a heart to heart?

You were never very good at those.

I can shut up and listen if you need me to.

[sighing]

[child talking indistinctly]

Is that for me?

I'm not that much of a dragon.

[staff talking]

All right, listen up.

David Selepe, 29 years of age.

Registered address puts him up in Boksberg.

We move as soon as we are done here.

Sergeant?

I was supposed to brief the team on my full profile.

Why are we arresting Selepe?

Well, you identified him for us.

Well done.

I'm sure you're keen to get back to your own office.

No, no, sorry.

Look, my work's not done.

I said I needed more time on this.

How did we land on him?

We need an arrest.

While you are busy doing paperwork,

our killer is a free man.

Now, this Selepe,

he has links to Pretoria and Johannesburg, eh?

He owns a college,

he has a special interest in teaching female students,

he drives a Mercedes-Benz,

all of which link up to what we have of your profile

and the actual evidence.

Yeah, my profile isn't finished.

I can't get a clear picture,

there's too many inconsistencies and contradictions.

A few of these crime scenes feel like the work of two,

maybe three totally different killers.

We are not looking for three killers.

These scenes have almost nothing in common.

The one thing they have in common, Captain,

is dead women.

Yeah, but how do we know Selepe killed them all?

Look, this last victim had no blunt force trauma.

Three previous victims all had head wounds.

Why would the killer's MO change so drastically

from one victim to the next?

This last woman had no assault injuries at all.

She must have gone with him willingly.

Now why would she do that, eh?

I don't know.

That's what I'm saying,

I need more time to interpret the scenes.

How about you let me decide on the arrests, Dr. Pistorius?

You've done your job, I'll do mine.

Officers have been to the college and his home address,

but no luck.

We know he travels between Pretoria and Johannesburg,

so we are putting up roadblocks.

He drives a champagne Mercedes-Benz, five years old.

Let's get this guy before he gets another victim.

[speaking Afrikaans]

Let's go.

[tense music]

- What the-- - I had to give him a name.

What if you gave him the wrong one?

Well, that's up to the top level to sort out now.

It's not our problem.

I'm sorry.

[tense music]

[sighing]

[tense music]

[exhaling]

Ready?

[tense music]

[car rumbling]

[Woman] Could you turn off your engine please, sir?

Sure.

[clearing throat]

[Woman] Your papers, please.

Of course.

[handcuffs clicking]

[tense music]

Problem with the papers?

Yeah, open the boot for me please, sir.

[tense music]

[prisoners shouting]

[tense music]

Sir, you need to come with us, please.

[tense music]

[prisoners shouting]

Captain Pistorius, you interviewed my client,

Warren Barnes, is that correct?

That's right, I spent two hours with him.

[Attorney] You say in your report that Mr. Barnes

wants to convince the court

that he suffers from multiple personality disorder.

That's correct.

How can you say that he wants to convince us, Captain?

Surely if somebody can't remember,

it's not within our power to disprove their memory.

Well, that's not quite true.

Yes, I can only judge the facts in front of me.

His words, his actions, his personal history,

but from those words, those actions,

I can tell when someone is faking memory loss.

So what about Mr. Barnes's personal history

struck you most?

Um...

When children are abused, like Mr. Barnes was,

they have several options for mental defence.

A person might develop split personalities, MPD, to cope.

MPD represses the abuse, but in my opinion,

very rarely morphs into revenge fantasies.

Revenge fantasies are what fuel the murder

serial killers commit,

but a person with MPD

wouldn't feel compelled to act out their fantasies.

A serial killer does.

That's what makes him different.

Mr. Barnes claims the abuse he suffered

led to his developing multiple personality disorder

and that's what came over him when he killed,

that it was a second personality,

as someone he called Diedrick who committed the act.

The MPD and the urge to kill

are two completely different responses

for abused individuals.

In my opinion, they don't overlap.

You're saying that these two things

can never coexist in one person?

Psychology isn't an exact science.

I'm saying it's highly improbable.

I hear what you're saying, Doctor,

but if you have any doubt at all,

this court should know that.

Well, from my research, I know it's highly improbable.

My client would disagree,

and it's possible that he would challenge

what you have been taught.

That he's a murderer?

Yes, that's clear as the evidence shows,

but that he also suffers from a personality disorder,

a mitigating fact.

Isn't that fairly clear as well?

Captain, after speaking to this man, my client,

can you tell this court conclusively that Mr. Barnes

does not suffer from multiple personality disorder?

I can say that conclusively, yes.

In my professional opinion, to the best of my knowledge,

Mr. Barnes is lying.

[Courtroom] Yes!

[clapping]

[tense music]

Siela, you did well on that stand today.

Siela?

Yeah, it's my new nickname for you.

For sielkunde, psychologist, it also means soul.

And I'm also the bearer of more good news.

- Mm-hmm? - They've arrested Selepe.

Where?

Where is he now?

He's at the Brixton Police Station.

He confessed to 15 murders.

15?

And he agreed to take the detectives

to the scenes of the crime.

Then we'll know.

I wanna talk to him.

No, I need to.

You can.

In fact, I'm not sold on this one.

I need to understand it.

Now, if they really were all him, then that is a...

A fascinating case study.

[Brink laughing]

What?

There's no one that I know

that think the way that you do

and and that's meant as a compliment.

[both laughing]

I promise you, you will get your interview

and you're gonna into his head, eh?

Yeah, take the win while it's still here.

They're few enough of them.

Yeah.

[tense music]

He's gonna fall and break his neck if we're not careful

and then there's gonna be kak.

And then we'll be the bad guys.

Take them off.

[tense music]

It's not on me.

Spread your legs.

[Sergeant Nzimande] Okay, where is it?

Over there.

What's over there, a body?

A bag of underwear.

[tense music]

[Sergeant Nzimande] Where is it?

It's there.

I'll show you.

[tense music]

Uncuff him.

- Seriously? - Open up your hands.

[tense music]

There's a bag over here.

Yes, it's here.

[grunting]

Hey, stop, man!

Hey, hey!

[gunshot]

Frikkie?

Are you okay?

[indistinct] I need an ambulance.

Okay cool, just lay down [indistinct], it's fine.

[energetic music plays through headphones]

[phone ringing]

Yeah, hello?

They killed him.

David Selepe.

- What? - Yeah.

No interview, no chance of understanding, no knowledge,

just another body.

We did our parts, right?

I mean, whatever the outcome, women's lives will be saved.

Yeah.

Now we don't learn anything, though.

We've lost the chance to understand

how one of these men thinks.

Now that's how lives really get saved,

not by taking justice into our own hands.

Yeah.

Shame, I'd say let's go for a drink,

but my fiance's waiting for me at home.

Mm.

No, it's fine.

I'm fine.

Go home, enjoy your evening.

- I'll see you tomorrow. - Yep, yep, yeah.

Yeah.

[sighing]

[sombre music]

[group chatting]

[sombre music continues]

I'll miss you.

Yeah, well I'm not going anywhere.

Are you?

No, I'll stay in Victoria

until they need me somewhere else.

Always got a place here if you need one.

Yeah.

You did your best.

I just keep thinking if there's something I've missed,

like if there's someone else still out there.

I dunno.

You know, maybe sometimes the why

isn't the most important thing.

Yeah.

[chuckling]

Maybe.

Oh, will you...

Don't smoke it all at once.

It's not all on you, you know?

Take care of yourself, okay?

See you soon.

[taxi revving]

[tense music]

Have you ever heard of Luke 5:32?

"I have not come to call the righteous,

"but sinners to repentance."

What does this say to you?

That we have to repent our sins.

But what else?

That we are no worse than no one else.

[chuckling]

Exactly.

Our saviour does not see our sins.

He sees us

and he loves us and forgives us.

No matter what we have done,

he wipes the slate clean.

He has given us salvation

and it is ours to claim.

[tense music]

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