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[birds squawking]

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Personally, I always find

that the paperwork is always the biggest.

Guys, I'll catch up with you.

All right, Micki?

Oh, AJ. I'm happy to see you.

How you doing?

[AJ] Yeah, good.

Really?

You know how it goes. Some days are better than others.

You sleeping?

Some.

[Micki] Nightmares?

Do you sleep much?

Hmm.

[AJ] Let's get inside.

Yeah.

[AJ] Can I take that for you?

[Micki] Uh-mm. Strong, independent lady, remember?

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[indistinct chatter]

[man shouting in a foreign language]

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[Erika] Micki? Hey.

Hi.

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All of us remember this case.

The Station Strangler, Norman Simons.

Some of us worked it together.

Simons used the skills he learned

in his role as a teacher to entrap his victims.

And he revealed his need for control

in the way he bound his victims.

The Donnybrook killer, Christopher Zikode.

[person laughing]

He felt a deep sense of abandonment by his sister

and blamed her for the murders he later committed.

She should, he believed, have organised girlfriends for him.

This is just two examples of how understanding

the psychology of suspects helped find and convict them.

Within each one of these men

is the ghost of the child they once were.

In understanding those children,

what they experience, seeing the world through their eyes,

is crucial to compiling a profile.

Okay, that makes some of you uncomfortable.

That's something you'll have to get your heads around

if you are to successfully profile killers.

If you're unable to find any points

of empathy or connection with them,

you'll never understand them.

You'll never succeed in catching them.

Ah, yes?

How do you empathise with evil?

They were not always who they are now.

They are not, one could even argue, the sum of their crimes.

Though, of course, they have no right to do what they do,

they're still human beings.

With all the complexity that that descriptor implies.

Any more questions before I move on?

Jannie?

If there was one piece of advice you could give us,

what would it be?

Never ignore your gut.

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[indistinct chatter]

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[gun firing]

[people screaming]

[gun firing]

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Here's to Mike's new life as a parent, hey.

And the death of his sex life.

[AJ] Nice place. Very sophisticated.

It was Mark's suggestion. He's the wine guy.

Well, thank you.

It's definitely a cut above

anywhere else we usually end up, right?

You're welcome.

How's work?

[AJ] Oh, I've been dealing with a gang that's going around

attacking and raping women at gas stations.

How many victims?

Four so far.

The gang seems to be moving around town. Multiple ages.

One woman was beaten so badly she lost her sight.

I thought you said that this was a day off.

Yes. Yes. Sorry, everyone.

Sorry, no more shop talk.

Here is to a day off study.

And here is to Micki Pistorius.

May she never tyre of catching killers.

[ AJ] Here, here!

[phone ringing]

So Mark, what do you do?

[Mark] I make wine for a living.

Rob, hi.

[Rob] Hi Micki. Um, look, uh.

Yeah, I know what "look" means.

Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Okay, go on.

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I can't fucking believe it.

Except I can, because why wouldn't he start up again now?

And why wouldn't I need to be in two places at once again?

Micki.

Micki.

What?

Shit, sorry.

Sorry, this was supposed to be a nice time and I'm.

I'm sorry.

No.

First, Rob with his "look" and now you with "I'm sorry."

What?

I can't do this.

I can absolutely not cope with this right now.

I know.

Please, just at least wait till we get back.

Micki, I've tried to tell myself that

it's gonna be okay, that things are gonna get better.

And it will. It will.

It will. Just, just as soon as I get this case wrapped up,

it will. I promise.

There's always another case, Micki.

Always another killer. There's always going to be.

They, they're everywhere. And these people here,

they just, they understand you in a way that I can't.

Okay?

I can't live like this. I can't deal with them.

With the detectives? Okay.

You really do not have to worry about the detectives.

Micki, it's not the detectives.

It's the killers.

Okay.

That's.

It's okay.

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Hey, Micki. How was your trip?

It started well. Went downhill.

I'm sorry.

It's not entirely your fault. Let's just get going, yeah?

Of course.

And then, on top of everything else,

I just got a new call about a case over in Kroonstad.

New killer, new victim, seven years old.

You know, you're doing an incredible job, Micki.

And one day, I'd like to uh.

Don't do it.

You'll never get a decent night's sleep again.

Well, I'm happy you think I'm getting my beauty sleep now.

No, you end up alone.

Well, it's too late. I'm heading that way already.

Your wife's not happy?

No. She keeps telling me, "leave your work at work."

I mean, fuck.

We can't, though. Can we?

No, the victims just keep coming.

I mean, I can't. We can't just clock off, can we?

There should be some kind of

rota system for them, you know?

Yeah, I know.

These bastards should learn

how to take turns, that's what I say.

[Rob speaking in a foreign language]

[car horn honking]

[Rob speaking in a foreign language]

Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay.

[Rob speaking in a foreign language]

Get in the car.

Micki, this is one of our undercover team. How's it, Seb?

Good, yeah. I've got a lot of good photos for you.

Excellent, excellent.

[Micki] Can I see?

Sure.

Nope.

These are the brothers we've been observing.

These okes are up to something, you can see it.

Hm, maybe, but neither of them are our guy. Look at them.

Nope.

They're having a good time. Our killer is paranoid.

He'll work alone. He sees himself as a lone wolf.

You should stop surveillance.

Are either of them ex-military?

No.

And what about the forest? Has it been searched?

Yeah, parts of it. We've found nothing.

We, we haven't just been sitting around, okay.

We found the gangsters we're looking for.

No, no. This killer isn't some tsotsi, okay?

We're following dead-end leads and we're wasting time.

[Rob] Micki.

What do you want us to do?

Follow my advice.

That's what you brought me here for, so fucking use it.

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[Micki screaming]

What the fuck.

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[Mark] There's always another killer

and there's always going to be.

[Girl] I'm scared he's going to come back for me.

[Man] Took his life. Took his dinner.

[Micki] You're nowhere. There's no thinking. No system.

[Rob] Fucking honestly.

[Micki] I'm sure he's got something in the forest.

[loud banging]

[slow, dramatic music]

Hey, Jacques. Um, do you have a second?

Yeah, of course.

Can you drive me somewhere?

You want me to take you back to your hotel, or?

[Micki] Yes, please. I need to get away from all of this.

Okay.

[Micki] Lets go the long way round. I need some time.

[Rob] Hey, Daniel?

I got something that might fit Micki's profile.

Oh, really?

Something that'll make her mood better.

Well, lets hop so.

Look, uh, the farms that were robbed, that .22 rifle stolen.

And she said our guy was military, right?

Yeah, that's what she said, but I don't know about that.

Well, look at this one. It's got telescopic sight.

I mean, that's the type of rifle that's been taken.

All right. I'll check it with ballistics. See if it fits.

Please. Thanks.

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[Micki] Every time I close my eyes I see a killer.

I hear their voices when I try to sleep.

[Suzaan] Oh, Micki.

Everyone wants something from me.

I have Erika to think about.

I have interviews I need to give.

They want me to go back to England. To America maybe.

I have 17 killers in my head.

Can't even get a grip on the Saloon Killer case

'cause there's no fucking room up there.

You're burning out, Micki.

You've already ended up at the doctor once.

You're disappearing from your team.

I don't think you have anything left to give.

Mmhm. Doesn't matter though, does it?

What's the alternative?

The killers keep coming, the victims, the families.

And what am I supposed to do, Suzaan?

I can't fucking clone myself.

Okay. It's starting to make sense now.

What is?

That you didn't call dad today.

Fuck.

Oh, fuck. It's his birthday.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

[Suzaan] No, I didn't call to make you feel bad.

I just knew something must be up.

Yeah, I'm uh, I'm, I should have remembered.

Whatever else was going on.

Micks, is it really worth it?

It's people's lives. I mean, of course it's worth it.

[Suzaan] Even yours?

Yeah.

Definitely mine.

[phone smashing]

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[keyboard clicking]

[Jacques] Sorry, Micki?

Micki?

Yeah, go on.

We've got some more photos from the stakeout.

We're still watching them? Oh my God.

Okay, take these back to Rob or Sergeant Mbuli,

or whoever gave them to you and please explain

that we are looking for a serial killer,

not a fucking gangster, yeah?

Off you go. Go on. Chop-chop.

Sure, sure, we'll just watch these brothers,

have a braai we'll find a serial killer sometime.

Oh for fucks sake! Fuck you, oh come on!

Fucking work! Come on! You piece of fucking shit!

Sorry, yeah, sorry, don't worry,

I'm not gonna throw it out the window.

I'm fine, absolutely fine.

Okay, right. Yep, everything is absolutely A-okay.

[Micki breathing heavily]

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[Rob] He comes out of nowhere every time.

It's like trying to catch a fucking wisp of smoke.

[Micki] It's like a shadow flitting between trees.

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You're wrong. That's what he wants to tell us.

You're wrong. None of the suspects are right.

Well, we got ballistics back.

And the gun stolen at the farm,

matched the rounds found at the crime scenes.

The bad news is none of the guys we thought were involved

in that robbery work out as a suspect.

In fact, one of them was in hospital in March

when three of the shootings happened.

Yeah, yeah, that's great. He's really fucking angry.

Micki, you okay?

Of course.

Well, we retrieved most of the guns except this one.

This one's missing.

Yeah, we find the gun, we find the shooter.

This is his right. To be seen, to be heard

and we're taking that away from him.

Wait, Micki, please slow down.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Oh, fuck! Sorry.

Oh, shit. Are you okay?

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Fine. Absolutely fine.

I'm fine, look see, fine.

I stood up too quickly, okay. I'm fine.

[Rob] Can I get you some tea?

I'm fine, Rob.

Fucking hell.

Where's my fucking chair?

I said I'm fine, okay?

Okay.

[Micki] Back to work.

[catchy pop music playing]

* In love with you *

* I'm in love with you *

* In love with you *

* I'm in love with you *

[phone ringing]

Oh, shit.

Uh, yeah?

[Erika] I can't believe I'm doing this to you again.

Oh, fuck, another one?

Sorry.

[Micki] No, you don't need to say sorry. Where?

East Rand, three children.

Okay, you're on the Orange Farm case, right?

[Erika] Yeah. And you're over there.

We need more support. Um, I'll try the Brigadier again.

Okay. Micki, if it's too much.

Of course, it's too much. What can you do about it?

Um, I will let you know when I've spoken to Brink.

[Erika] Okay.

Okay.

* I'm in love with you *

[knocking on door]

Micki!

Micki, open up, we found something!

Hey, we got a lead.

We need to go though. Now. Get your stuff.

What is it you found?

A guy called Lunga.

He started defence force training but he got kicked out.

[Micki] What for?

Didn't make the grade.

Bravo team in position.

[SAPS Officer] Copy. Wait for my go.

Anyway, we did some digging and, uh,

we found he was a regular at the Lunch Box tavern.

So, we sent in a guy undercover when they opened up again.

Lunga got into a fight

with the guy he was playing dice with.

Got nasty. Lunga threatened to shoot him.

[SAPS Officer] All units, it's a go!

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[SAPS Officer] Police! Put your hands up!

Hands up where I can see them.

Hey. Put your hands up! Put them up. Get up.

[indistinct radio chatter]

Let's go.

Hey, hey, here comes the man

with an ear in every tavern in town.

Hey. Here, have a lager.

Look, I really don't think he's the Saloon Killer.

I mean, sure, let's make certain.

Maybe he knows something, but.

Look, Micki, Micki, here. Check out the guys.

We did good.

Just take a night off.

Here.

Sure.

Yeah. Cheers.

Cheers.

Hey, get loose. Come on.

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[phone ringing]

Rob, hi.

Micki, um. Yeah, look, it's not Lunga. I'm really sorry.

You've had more deaths?

[Rob] Yeah, two more. Um, shot above the eyebrow.

Okay. What were their names?

Micki.

Tell me their fucking names, Rob, please.

Yeah, it's Rose Jabula and Prince Pepu.

Great. Thank you very much.

Because after we got the news about Rose and Prince, um,

we found more bodies. He's definitely active again.

Um, I'm sorry.

They'd been here a good few days before they were found.

They're not in the usual area.

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So, also after Lunga was arrested?

[Rob] That's correct.

Do they have IDs?

Not yet, I mean, you can see the bodies.

It's, it's been hot.

They should never have died.

[Rob] Micki, you couldn't have foreseen this.

Foreseeing this as my job, Rob. It's who I am.

What the fuck is that?

That's the defence force that's come to help.

[Micki] No, no, the evidence! Tell them to turn back!

What? Why?

[Micki] The evidence, Rob!

Oh, shit.

No, stop! Go that way! No, man, fuck!

Guys, come here! Cover the evidence!

[helicopter blades whirring]

[Rob shouting indistinctly]

[masked man speaking in a foreign language]

Hm, you got it wrong.

There are officers just over there.

I know. I've been watching you.

All of you.

Waiting.

What's your name?

You know mine.

Micki.

What's yours?

Soldier.

Soldier?

Okay then.

Can I see your face, Soldier?

No.

I failed.

I did hear you.

[Masked Man] But you did not listen.

I promise you. I tried.

[Masked Man] I had to keep on going, keep killing.

But you, you couldn't find me.

I was looking for you, Soldier.

You've been with me.

You can rest now.

It's just you and me.

I can never rest.

Nightmares.

I get them too.

Dreams are frightening.

Life is frightening.

I know what it feels like to be on your own.

You, you understand us.

[Rob] Micki! Shit!

Drop your weapon! Drop it!

[doctors talking indistinctly]

Micki, you couldn't have foreseen this.

[Micki] Foreseeing this is my job, Rob.

I want to catch him. Make sure he can't come back.

And he can't keep doing this.

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They suspect the killer started up again.

We have 21 dead bodies, two missing boys,

it's already chaos.

He deserves it you bitch. Fuck you.

I killed two of them at once.

[Velaphi] You, you understand us.

[Rob] Micki, it'll be fine.

You're in good hands, Micki. It'll be fine.

[door buzzing]

[door clanging]

[footsteps]

[door clanging]

How are the nightmares?

It's noisy here. I hardly sleep.

You've been in jail before.

Hmm, when I was younger. It was worse.

Now, I'm the famous Saloon Killer. They don't fuck with me.

But they did before?

When you were just a security guard?

I'm a soldier.

I know.

You were raped when you were in jail before.

Made you feel powerless.

It made me sick.

Hmm, sick physically?

Infected.

You contracted a venereal disease?

Yes.

And afterwards I.

When, when I was with a woman, I.

You became impotent. Yeah.

Picking up a gun.

[Velaphi speaking in a foreign language]

It made me whole. Full of fire.

Hm. It was my best friend.

But also my enemy.

It made me do

bad things.

Did the rifle make you kill?

I'm glad they took it away from me.

Because when I see that gun,

because when I hold it in my arms,

I want to shoot it.

I want to use it.

Did the rifle choose who you killed?

No.

I choose.

How?

What made you decide that it was the right time?

Was it when you got angry?

Mhm.

But you didn't kill the people who made you angry?

You didn't know the people you killed?

No one was innocent.

Why do you say that?

Men attack.

And women.

Women laugh.

Okay.

So, your victims represented the people who hurt you?

Did you do anything after you killed?

I cleaned my gun.

And I kept it safe.

Did you think about the people you killed?

At night? In the day?

Did you have a special place you went to to do this?

The forest.

It was quiet there.

Did you take anything from your victims?

To help you remember?

I didn't need anything from them.

I had my bullets.

[Velaphi clicking]

And I would walk amongst the trees.

[Velaphi speaking in a foreign language]

I have the power.

But you didn't, did you?

You never had real power.

That was the problem.

That's why you needed to kill.

I have that power.

When I have a gun, no one can tell me shit.

No one can tell me to do anything.

Hm, no one can use me.

Even in my dreams, the things that I see.

They stop.

They all stop.

Do you understand that?

I do.

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[water running]

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