01x04 - Episode 4

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'How do you catch

a cold-blooded monster?

'You have to think like one.

'That fact alone means

they've won before you even start.'

SHUTTER CREAKS

POLICE RADIO CHATTER

Confectioner.

He's leaving us clues.

I think he wants to end it.

I need to talk to Ellis.

We're goin' to Manchester.

Manchester?

So, as the figures suggest,

this is one of the most potentially

profitable income streams.

I've run the figures past finance

and they look good.

Trudi?

Er, yeah, no,

it's definitely something

that we can build a strong

promotional campaign around.

I'll be working closely

with the Stirling HR

on the, er, person power,

redeployment, recruitment

and training implications.

I've set up that meeting for us.

Great.

Let's collate those stats with

a pitch and blow their socks off!

See you in a bit.

I shouldn't be here

but this place has saved me.

And I'd have gone down

for something.

Oh, aye.

Not child snatching, r*pe, m*rder.

You seem to have adjusted to this.

We can only live in the present.

I have a richer inner life than

most of the screws in this place.

Probably more than you, DI Lennox.

My girlfriend's into all this

Eckhart mindfulness stuff.

As you say,

we only live in the present moment.

Look, I'll come to the point.

I ken that you didn't k*ll

either Stacey or Nula.

A few journalists

have said that to me.

But you're the first copper.

Masturbating over the grave

of a m*rder*d child

won't buy you any favours from me.

You were almost as contemptible

as a human being can be.

Almost?

You didn't k*ll a kid.

You're not Mr Confectioner.

Yeah, I've been telling them that

for years.

They didn't believe me.

It's all the other stuff, an' all.

Like Parka Man.

Parka Man?

Yeah.

He had a scarf over his mouth.

'I could just make out

his weird eye

'from behind these thick glasses.'

In what way weird?

Remember David Bowie

with the frozen retina?

Is that all you saw of his face?

Yeah, it is.

Did you speak to him?

I said, "It's a very sad thing."

'He replied, "Kids die all the time,

malnutrition, disease" '

What about his accent?

Couldn't place it.

Was it posh?

Not posh as such.

This has been helpful. Thanks.

You know why I came back later

and wanked on that kid's grave?

Because I was ashamed.

I was ashamed

that I was scared of him.

And I don't f*ck' scare easy,

but there was something about him,

it really sh*t me up.

So I went back to prove that

I was the baddest b*stard around.

You don't get the notion

of displaced aggression, do you?

Built a f*cking career on it.

George, did you care

about this f*cking Parka Man?

'Yeah, I did.'

Why didn't you tell me?

I mentioned it

to every f*ck in sight,

but nobody would listen.

Have you still got

the surveillance footage?

What makes you think

I took a copy of that?

Because I ken you, George.

Send it over.

It really is sh*t

or get off the pot time, eh?

'George knew the k*ller

would visit the grave,

'so he instigated the surveillance.

'Trouble is, it snared Ellis, and it

should have been Confectioner.'

D'you think the boss'll go for it?

We can only hope

for a positive response.

You are out of your f*cking mind!

The file I sent,

did you have a look at it?

I have better things to do

with my time.

For f*ck's sake, boss!

Look!

This guy here, talking to Ellis,

that is Confectioner.

The confessional urge is strong.

A visit to the victim's grave

often scratches that itch.

You as well?

That's how they caught Robert Ellis.

Aye, w*nk*ng over the kid's grave!

And you say he's not guilty!

Masturbating over Nula's grave is

one thing, k*lling her is another.

The timeline isn't right.

You know the story,

the public's bloodlust

discounts the requirement of logic.

So, you advocate

a massively expensive operation

that snares the passing pervert

instead of the multiple m*rder*r!

Do you not see the flaw

in your own logic?

Ellis crossed paths

with plenty of folk at the grave.

AND he confessed!

Parka Man, there, is Confectioner,

I am telling you.

He spoke to Ellis?

It's in the file.

How did they not follow up on it?

TOAL TUTS

I can't afford to sanction CCTVing

a lassie's funeral,

and the graveside

for God knows how long.

You have to, boss.

You have to.

Gonna get you.

I'm gonna get some water.

Yeah, don't be long.

Ray. Ray?

Play this lightly, eh?

Aye.

This is our man.

The deviant who k*lled Britney Hamil

and God knows how many others.

Forget Robert Ellis.

Confectioner is still out there.

We are gonna go after him

with everything that we have.

We're setting up surveillance

on Britney's funeral.

The date is gonna be released

in the national press.

Confectioner will come to us.

And when he does come to us,

we're gonna be ready for him.

The van? These are the sightings

of the white van since

A favour. Those driving skills.

As you can see, he moves around.

Most recently sighted

in Leeds and Birmingham.

He generally stays off

motorways and tries

LIFT BELL PINGS

Thanks. If I'd missed this,

she'd have had my guts.

I didn't even know you had

a girlfriend till last night.

You're not very forthcoming

about your private life.

You're not exactly Kim Kardashian.

SHE LAUGHS

I split from Keith 18 months ago.

We were living together.

Could he not have come with you?

He didn't wanna leave Dundee.

HE SCOFFS

SHE LAUGHS,

HE CHUCKLES

I was on a low for a while.

Tried to party my way through it.

It didn't work.

So I went to therapy.

Did you find that useful?

It was the best thing

I've ever done.

I really lucked out.

She She pulled me out

of a deep hole.

I don't think I could have

climbed out of it alone.

Can you give me her number?

Are you serious? Well, unlike

some coppers I could name,

I don't see admitting my frailties

as a sign of weakness.

PHONE RINGS

Hello, Louis LeBlanc.

'LeBlanc, Petit Jardin.'

Cet homme dont tu as parle.

Je pense, il est la.

D'accord. Merci, mon ami.

MOBILE RINGS

f*ck' French.

You abandon me

in the middle of the night,

and then you bring me here

to apologise?

You really know

how to charm the ladies, Lennox.

Aye, well, it's not like

I had an insatiable urge

just to visit

Leeds and Manchester, eh?

Ha.

I'm a wee bit stressed.

I'll make it my first

and last of the day, eh?

Let's get some grub.

I've got a problem at work.

Young Carly, she's being

sexually harassed by our boss,

and get this

Estelle!

Your friend Estelle?

Yeah.

They're trying to talk her

into having a threesome.

I think there could be

a history of it, though.

I've discovered

there's a few other girls

who've left the company

prematurely, no good reason.

But management insist on this really

complicated grievance procedure.

And it's traumatic.

But if she doesn't come forward,

then there's nothing they can do.

f*ck 'em up, then.

Work outside the system.

If they're being crafty,

get crafty in return.

I'm not that kind of person,

you know that.

You want to beat the system,

you have to operate like the system.

All systems are unfair,

in my experience.

If you really wanna help

your friend Carly,

then you need start thinking

like the perpetrators.

I need the lav.

I put one out for you.

Thoughtful, but I never mix

business with pleasure.

Hm. All the more for me, then.

Ray.

Erm I'm really sorry.

It's fine. You two didn't

get introduced properly.

Trudi Lowe, DS Amanda Drummond.

It's really nice to meet you

properly, but

Nice to meet you.

Just excuse us for a second.

Yeah, course.

LeBlanc just called, he's found

the m*rder*r in the French case.

Brilliant!

Yeah, but Gillman's gone AWOL.

LeBlanc needs our help.

RAY SIGHS

I'm really sorry,

but we're gonna have to go, eh?

It's fine.

I need to head off anyway.

Thank you for the advice.

MOBILE RINGS,

HE GRUNTS

Come on!

HE GROANS

f*ck's sake!

How do you wanna do this?

You cover the back door.

If Amanda comes with me,

Fournier will see a dining couple.

OK, let's go.

Excuse moi, Monsieur. Police.

Ne bouge pas.

No!

Oh!

SHE GRUNTS

HE GASPS WEAKLY

f*ck!

When are you gonna come?

You're meant to be

the expert at getting fellas off.

That's right, what you're doin'

with your finger.

THEY GRUN

No! No! No! Don't stop.

FOURNIER SCREAMS WILDLY

GILLMAN ROARS

FOURNIER WAILS

Get in there!

GILLMAN GRUNTS

FOURNIER SCREAMS

FOURNIER SOBS

Well, that's got shot

of the tatty water.

SIREN WAILS

LEBLANC GROANS WEAKLY

You were pretty tidy back there.

It was quite exciting.

HE LAUGHS

Gillman, eh?

What the f*ck is he up to?

Thankfully, that fossil

remains a mystery to me.

A junior employee has alleged

that Mark and Estelle

have been harassing her.

Sexually.

HE SIGHS

Will she go on the record?

You know I can't investigate

any alleged sexual harassment

unless she comes forward.

Miles, something isn't right here.

You know yourself

we have had more than our fair share

of women leaving the company.

I hate to say it,

but I'm actually starting to think

that there is a culture of silence

at Dunedin Power.

Now, look, Trudi.

We take complaints

like this very seriously,

but this girl, this Carly,

she'll need to follow

the correct grievance procedure.

People's lives and reputations

are at stake here.

Do you wanna ruin people

over something that could

turn out to be a misunderstanding,

or even a joke?

Louis. Hi.

I was worried I'd miss you.

Well, I'm here.

To say goodbye

to a trusted colleague is sad,

but if that person

is also a beautiful woman,

such farewells become deep wounds

etched into the soul of a man.

Well, I'm sure the charms of Paris

will help you get over it.

Goodbye, Louis.

Au revoir, Amanda.

I will miss you.

How's the recovery?

Some pain still,

but he hit nothing serious.

I was lucky, you know.

Georges Fournier.

A young man with such

disfiguring wounds.

No longer handsome, but interesting.

I hope he gets the requisite

romantic attention

in your prison system.

A cold-blooded k*ller.

True, but not your bon-bon man.

But you'll find him soon.

Optimism is the key, my friend.

I admire your ability

to be so upbeat.

The sh*t we see.

The evil b*stards

that we have to find.

Such b*stards, we get to catch them

and lock them away

so they hurt no more.

One day, we create a beautiful

garden where no weeds can flourish!

But until, we can make

the best fertiliser,

we have to pull them up by hands!

Right, le frog, let's get you

down to Waverley Station.

Get you to f*ck.

Keep the ladies in your life

happy, Raymond.

That makes for good life!

Is that a French philosophy,

or a specifically LeBlanc one?

Well, in France, we say,

"If your woman's happy,

"then make love to her

and she is for staying happy.

"If she is sad, make love to her

and she will be happy."

See, that's all right

for yous Frenchie b*stards!

My missus would think

I was radge if I tried all that!

Well, women are like

other partners, Douglas.

You have to talk to them.

Nah, she won't talk to me!

She thinks I won't open up

and discuss things.

So long, Louis. I need to head off.

Ah. Some poor, unfortunate paedo

needing rescuing

from his cruel incarceration, aye?

Ray, it's a police department,

it's not a one-man crusade.

You stand and fall as a team.

Aye, and what happens

if some of your teammates

are more concerned about their

pensions than catching monsters?

Hang on, you were the one that said

that you have to

think like a system to beat it.

This is different.

How?

How is it different? If people

aren't pulling their weight,

then you have to do something

to expose 'em.

The difference here

is that I'm dealing with coppers

who could teach career criminals

a thing or two about subterfuge.

Ray, baby,

you have got to stop

taking the whole weight of the world

onto your shoulders.

You're a good man.

You care.

But

..I really need for you

to care about me, too.

It's not natural, is it?

Natural?

What happened to us?

At what point did we go from

k*lling for survival

to k*lling for kicks?

This isn't healthy.

Ray

..come back to bed.

DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES

You still here?

What's all this?

Er, well, this is the HS2 route.

You and your trains.

No, Ray. Confectioner.

Everything happens within an hour

of these three HS2 hubs of London,

Birmingham and Leeds.

But why Edinburgh?

The high speed train

isn't going as far as Scotland.

Maybe in his mind it is.

OK, folks. So we've had

a bit of a breakthrough. Stuart.

Thanks.

OK.

I was thinking about trains.

f*cking you and your toy trains!

Wee saddo.

London, Birmingham and Leeds are all

hubs on the HS2 rail development.

These are all the girls

that have gone missing,

or been k*lled, near the HS2 route.

They could be linked.

Also, prior to this, two girls,

Holly Wolf and Jessica Barnes,

vanished in Ashford and Ebbsfleet.

That's nowhere near the HS2 route.

But it is near the HS1 route,

the Eurostar one.

It could be someone who

previously worked on that project.

Let's get the names

of all the contractors

who worked on the HS projects.

Get onto their HR department

for a list of the mobile employees,

where they live, what they drive.

Maybe a salesman? They get around.

They're always f*cking perverts.

Is that right? All salesmen

are perverts, are they?

If Stuart's right, then Confectioner

could be responsible

for even more killings

than we thought.

There's 15 lassies here,

all unsolved cases.

London, Birmingham, Leeds,

with the odd foray up here.

One at the time of Britney's death.

Keep digging.

What, and we're sticking with the

Thomas The Tank Engine angle, aye?

GIRL: Pass it!

Pass the ball.

sh**t! sh**t!

Aw!

Get the ball, then, Kylie.

Ray Lennox?

My 11 o'clock appointment, right?

I'm Sally Hart.

I just popped out

for some milk and stuff.

I live in the upstairs flat

and use this one for work.

Just through here.

Take a seat, or lie out on the couch

if you'd prefer.

So, Ray

..you're a detective, right?

Aye, in serious crime.

That sounds serious.

So I'm meant to spill

my darkest, deepest secrets

and we work through them?

No. It's for you to decide

what affects your life

and what you feel comfortable

talking about.

Are you OK with that?

Aye. I mean, there's not a lot makes

me uncomfortable outside of the job.

So how much time do you spend

at work, or thinking about work?

Well

You never have to stop

picking up the rubbish and

..it causes considerable pain

to everyone.

So, I'm selling the business

and I'm going with Alfonso to Italy.

If it's true love,

and it is true love,

you cannae waste your life

on games, right?

Right.

SHE TUTS

SHE SIGHS

Gin and bitter lemon. I minded!

Thanks.

Right, I wanted to have

a proper talk with you,

like really open up about

where it is we're going wrong.

I've had a right good think

about things,

and I can see what it is I'm doing

that might be a wee bit off.

I ken I can go off on one without

giving you a word in edgeways.

Well, that's

I don't want it now.

What I'm trying to say is,

I ken I've got my faults.

I mean, I work funny hours,

so you're bound to be saying

to yourself,

"Is he off pumping

some dirty wee wh*re,

"or has he got some

daft wee bird in tow?

"Cos he doesn't seem interested

in giving me the message any more."

Well, I ken that women can

go through a crisis of confidence

when they get to a certain age.

I mean, it wasn't that long ago when

you were wearing short skirts,

even though it seems like

f*ck decades.

I, mean, you must look

at younger birds and say,

"They've got it,

I've just no any more."

I It's the mutton

dressed as lamb syndrome,

it's bound to affect

a woman's confidence,

it stands to reason.

Well, I just want you to ken

that I totally get it.

There. That wisnae as hard

as I thought it was gonna be,

and it seems to have

cleared the air.

So, are you sorted?

You comin' home, darling'?

I want a divorce.

The lawyer's papers are in there.

She's f*cking nuts, by the way.

Her ma's side,

radge, the lot of them!

I knew it would come out!

What you looking at?

KNOCK AT DOOR

Carly, er, thanks

for coming to see me.

Do you wanna take a seat?

I need you to come forward.

Look, I have to leave.

You're resigning?

No.

No way.

I've thought about it, and

..I'm going nowhere here.

DOOR CLOSES

Can I have a word?

Sure. I'll get us some coffees.

How's things with you and Ray?

Er, yeah, you know,

he's all work obsessed,

but it's never a total write-off.

Lucky you.

CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS

All right?

Fancy a wee bit of OT back at yours?

Dougie, you're drunk.

It would take you about a month

to come.

HE SNIGGERS

You eat Viagra like Smarties

and just pound away at me

as the clock rolls on and on.

Save yourself some money.

I'll pay you double time.

I'm done for the night.

I'm off home to my boyfriend

for a cuddle.

A f*ck' boyfriend!

Thanks.

For what?

Caring.

This man

..cares about people.

It mattered to him.

I let her down.

I should have found that kid.

You're not a god,

you're a law enforcement officer.

Get a grip!

That's what I'm trying to do.

I always thought

you were a high-flier.

You're losing it.

Well, you've got your own way again.

I really hope it works out,

for both of us.

I know what's been going on.

I can't live a lie any more.

That's right. It's silly.

I mean, in this day and age.

We've been sneaking about for years.

Half our lives.

Half your lives?

Is this doing us any good?

No.

No more lies.

How long has this been going on?

It's been going on for 35 years.

SHE SNIFFS

Stuart?

MOBILE PHONE VIBRATES

DS Amanda Drummond.

MAN: 'Hi, Amanda.

It's some bad news.

'We're getting reports of another

missing person. Some child.'

MOBILE PHONE RINGS

PHONE CONTINUES TO RING

RINGING VOLUME INCREASES

MAN: 'Pretty soon now, you're gonna

have some bad news, Ray Lennox.'

MAN HANGS UP

Ray!

'Kylie Jones, ten years old,

'went into an open lock-up

to get a ball.'

'Forensics are all over it.

'Nothing!'

How do we catch him?!

We don't.

He's coming to us.

Seriously, I think he's gonna go.

I know, I mean, why would you?

MAN ON PHONE: 'Windspear Hotel.'

Hi, erm, I am just calling

to confirm a booking for tomorrow.

For Mark McKendrick.

The usual room.

'Yes.'

'Room 217. All confirmed.'

OK, er, thank you.

'Thank you.'

MOBILE PHONE RINGS

Hello.

Mrs McKendrick?

'Yes, hi.'

I'm calling

from the Windspear Hotel.

I wanted to confirm

your appointment for tomorrow.

What appointment?

Somebody has booked you a massage

at 1:15 in Room 217.

Oh, it must be my husband.

We spent our wedding night

in that room.

Er, just to say that you can

make your way straight to the room.

There's no need

to stop at reception.

Thank you.

CHILDREN LAUGH

I need more ching to keep me awake.

You shouldnae be taking drugs

on duty, Ray.

You stick to being a drug dealer

and I'll stick to being a

What are they?

Dexys. Dextroamphetamine.

Like speed. Better than ching

if you just want to stay awake.

Watch them with the booze,

though, eh?

But they led us away.

Told us we were worthless

and that our services

were no longer required.

SPORADIC APPLAUSE

That was great, son.

What, you actually sat through it?

Of course.

Listen, son, it's important

you know I'm proud of you.

You do know that, don't you?

Er

Actually, no.

Unless pride means you are having

Ray as your obvious favourite,

and you're having me

as some sort of freak.

I mean, you did make your,

your views on my bisexuality

pretty plain.

Well, I was wrong

and I'm apologising for it.

Wow!

Well, for once, you really have

actually rendered me speechless, Da.

I mean, I could have done with this

20 years ago, but you know,

it's better late than never.

While I was unfairly

castigating your lifestyle,

I want you to know

I never loved you less.

Perversely, I even love you more

for being so open and honest,

free in a way I could never be.

f*ck's sake, Dad,

are you coming out to me?

No!

But I know how secrets

and living a lie can destroy you.

You never did that,

and I respect you for it.

Well, there is nothing

as oppressive as a secret.

No!

Danielle!

Danielle!

Get away from me!

It's not what you think.

Come on!

No!

Let me explain.

Leave me alone!

It meant nothing.

It's over!

HE EXHALES

QUIETLY: f*ck.

MOBILE PHONE VIBRATES

Ray.

It's him.

Amanda, Stu, you take the top path.

We'll get him in a pincer!

Gill, you keep them peeled!

Yep. Yep.

Police! Don't move!

Seems to be getting dark, Ray.