(muffled chattering)
(ominous music)
[Friend] Yeah, I don't
think she's listening. Hello?
Oh, sorry I wasn't listening.
No sh*t. What were you staring at?
It just seems quiet outside. That's all.
(ominous music continues)
(car tires screeching)
(rain pattering)
I hope you know there are
better ways to avoid my dad.
Yeah well, I'm off
duty and my phone's off,
so unless he finds me here, doesn't count.
Can't go into work if
I'm under the influence.
Under the influence, I hope not.
sh*t.
Cartwright, we're needed this evening.
Unfortunately, we've had
a disturbing call come in,
so it's all hands on deck I'm afraid.
But all the vehicles
are already out on patrol.
That's all right.
I've got my van outside and your uniform.
So grab your jacket,
meet me out the front.
Oh, Emily, don't stay out too late.
He knows you're not a kid, right?
Ah, he says the same thing to me.
(patrons chattering)
(dog barking)
(police siren wailing)
(sinister music)
Over here!
(coughing)
(sinister music continues)
(police siren wailing)
Give me strength.
(emotional synthesized music)
Well, that's the morning I
never want to experience again.
- Have you slept?
- No.
You'd think we'd have the morning off
after working through the night.
There's no time for that.
Not when there's questions
that need to be answered.
You found it then?
There was actually a body
out there, not just a hoax.
A hoax? Why would it be a hoax?
Well, the call did
come from Mr. Bradley.
We get nuisance calls from him every week.
Last week he phoned to
say he lost his cat.
Point taken.
But yes, unfortunately
on this rare occasion,
Mr. Bradley was right.
Even a broken clock's right twice a day.
Oh, that reminds me,
please sign in the book.
[Keith] Oh, what's this?
Pen and paper going back
to the stone age, are we?
This is what we're reduced
to until the refurbs completed.
So did you find the head
or was it completely gone?
Nowhere to be found.
It's what took so long.
Not just that. It was brutal.
Clearly the head hadn't been
removed with a sharp blade.
The, the state of it or it
would've taken some time
and probably with a blunt tool.
An ax would be my best guess.
I don't know if this is relevant,
but we got a call about
an hour ago of an RV
that appeared near Devil's
Punchbowl this morning.
A few locals complained it
was disturbing their view.
- An RV you say?
- Yeah.
What? Does that mean something?
It could do.
I remember there was an
RV involved last time.
- Last time?
- Yeah. The Wilkinson family.
You don't remember, do you?
A similar attack took
place about 10 years ago.
That's a picture of the
family up there on the wall.
Yeah, I think I
remember hearing about it.
Their bodies chopped into pieces.
You couldn't tell the difference
between the body parts
of the adult and the kid,
and there was hardly any DNA,
as the k*ller had saturated
the entire place in bleach
and hypochlorite.
That's horrific. Did
you find who did it?
The conclusion was, it
was very well planned,
and by somebody who was
just passing through.
But I distinctly remember
there was an RV involved.
It was one of these American types.
There was some pictures of
it as it was leaving the area
just after the m*rder took place.
Well the evidence room's
been cleared for the refurb.
Everything's being held in
the investigation center.
If you want me to send
someone to take a look?
Yes, good idea.
In the meantime, I'm gonna nip home,
I've got some old newspapers,
I'm sure there's a picture
of it in there somewhere.
(ominous music)
We're dropping at Diana's,
then we need to get a move on.
Oh, first of all, get a car station up
by the big house up by the lake.
If it's the same person, then
I'm sure he is gonna be paying
that house of visit again.
I can make a call to some of the locals,
get them to cause some
trouble up by the RV.
Might give us a chance to
end it without a warrant.
I don't think so, Cartwright.
I know you see this town
as your little bubble exempt from rules,
but I can't have that on my team.
Especially with the seriousness
of what we're dealing with right now.
(ominous music continues)
- Have you both got that?
- I think we can manage it.
Are you sure? Only Thomas
over there looks half dead.
Did you hear anything I just said?
Yeah. Deliver the flyers for the thing.
The thing? And what
thing is that exactly?
Or are you just going to call it a thing
when someone asks you?
I think he means the scare maze.
Well, I know you know, I'm
just not sure that he does.
Yes, I've got it. Scare maze.
And I'd like to point out that
I sign up to work in a cafe,
not to be a delivery boy.
I am not even sure why I
offered that idiot a job.
The last time I sent him out,
I found all the flyers dumped in a bin.
I can take more of them
out with me if you want.
Oh, don't worry.
With everything that's going on,
it's probably best that we
don't have too many people
wandering around.
What do you mean with
everything going on?
Your dad hasn't told you?
He never tells me anything.
I'm always the last to know.
But I probably shouldn't say this,
but I was talking to our
postman, Marcus, this morning
and he was telling me that
apparently late last night,
the police found a body in the woods.
Who was it?
Mm, I don't want to go
into the gory details.
You really ought to talk to your dad
and besides, you know
me, I don't do gossip.
Go on. He never tells me any of this.
He's always at work. He
never answers his phone.
I've got better chance
of getting through to him
calling 999.
Well, it was a m*ssacre.
Apparently, just like
the way that family died.
- A family died here too?
- Yes, it was-
- Oh, you were probably
very young at the time.
They used to live at that
big house over by the lake.
You know, the one that's
been empty for years?
I didn't know a family died there.
Do you think it's
connected to what happened?
Oh, I really couldn't say,
but it was supposedly
a very similar attack.
The head's missing, so they
don't even know who it is yet.
It was brutally cut off
by what appears to be a large blunt tool.
Anyway, I don't know any more than that,
and well, as I say, I
really don't do gossip.
(dog barking)
(ominous music)
Good morning, Diana.
How are we on this
miserable bloody morning?
Overworked and underpaid.
Oh, that makes two of us.
Except you have a very
lovely manager here.
- I am the manager.
- Exactly my point.
All I've gotta put up with
is Sergeant Cartwright here.
I'll have the usual, please.
High cholesterol with
appending heart palpitations.
You've got it and plenty of grease too,
and whatever Cartwright's having.
I'll just have a diet coke, please.
So where's Emily?
Is she in yet?
Oh, I just sent her out
to deliver some flyers
- for the scare maze?
- Oh, yes, that's right.
You're running that thing
in October, aren't you?
Are you coming this year?
No, I, it's not for me. I
see enough horror in this job.
I don't need anymore, thank you.
Is this about that body last night?
Bloody hell.
We haven't even released
that information yet.
Actually, it was
already over the internet
as of last night.
Well, don't look at me. I
don't tell anybody anything.
People should just keep
themselves to themselves.
That's what I always say.
It's a small town. What can you expect?
I expect my sergeant
not to run their mouth off
to every Tom, d*ck and Harry
about official police business.
But yes, we are looking
into it as we speak, Diana.
(ominous music)
(birds chirping)
Hello, Emily.
Oh hi.
How are you this
morning? Everything okay?
Yeah, I'm just delivering
these for Diana, so.
Oh great. I'll have one of those.
Oh wow, spooky, a scare maze.
Might have to come along to that.
Mind you, I do scare rather easily.
Yeah, it seems to get better every year.
Well, I tell you what,
I'll buy a ticket now
if that's okay with you?
You can get them on the
day of with Diana, so.
Oh no, come on in, I'll find some money
and then you can give
it to Diana today. Yeah?
Has it been raining?
I don't think so.
Well, you've, you've washed these tools.
Oh yes, they're just old gardening tools
that needed to rinse down.
That's what's so satisfying
about gardening, you know?
Although I don't get to
do much of it these days,
but when I do, I strike
whilst the iron is hot.
Do you wanna come in for
a cup of tea or something?
No, I need to get
going. I need to get back.
They'll wonder where I am, so.
Oh yeah, of course.
Yeah. You don't wanna be
found slacking on the job.
Do you know what? When I
was a full-time gardener,
my grandmother always used to say
that if you're gonna do a bad job,
make sure you don't do it where you live
or something like that.
Don't sh*t on your own doorstep.
Oh yeah. I wasn't gonna use
those exact words, but yes.
Although it is hard to
accept good advice sometimes.
Between you and me,
I've done some bad jobs in
the past for the neighbors,
but don't tell anyone.
I'll tell Diana you paid.
I'm looking forward to the big scares.
(dog barking)
- Dad!
- Not yet. I'm extremely busy.
I need to talk to you.
Whatever it is, it can wait.
Do you know what I've done
with those old newspapers?
I need to check something.
We threw them out ages ago, dad.
If this is about the
body, I think I can help.
How is it you know about that already?
Well, you never tell me anything,
so I have to find out from other people.
You shouldn't be hearing it from anyone.
I'll be having words with
people down at the station later
and that busy body, Diana.
I think Charley did it.
Charley? You think it was Charley?
I think Charley k*lled
someone last night.
I think it was him.
Look you, you can't just
go around making accusations
about people you think are
weird or you don't like.
I mean, Charley, as odd as he can be,
has lived here for over 30 years.
So don't start spreading rumors.
It come round to bite you.
You think I'm just some kid
making up stories about the
neighbors? I'm not stupid.
I know you're looking for a blunt tool
used as the m*rder weapon.
Alright, I'll, I'll play along.
Yes, we are currently
looking for an unsharpened ax
of some kind.
Let me guess,
Charley had one on his
shoulder this morning, did he?
No, not an ax, but he had a shovel.
It looked like it had been
washed down this morning.
There was water everywhere
and it even had a slight red stain.
Well if, if that doesn't
scream psycho k*ller,
I don't know what does.
I'm being serious!
The man is a gardener, you know?
I was at his house
at 7:00 AM this morning
and he was digging.
So you're telling me it's
normal for a gardener
to be digging into the
early hours of the morning?
He's a respected
member of the community.
That man spends more
time doing charity work
for the local church
than the bloody vicar.
If you heard this from anyone
else at the police station,
you'd be taking it seriously.
All right, okay, you're right.
I'll tell you what?
I'll go down there now
and take a look, okay?
And you can come with me.
And if there's anything outta
place or doesn't sound right,
I'll take it further.
(knocking at the door)
Afternoon, Charley,
Keith, it's been a few weeks.
How was the end of summer fete?
Oh, it went well. Everyone
appreciated your donations.
Guides. It's a pleasure
to help the community.
What brings you up here?
Oh, it's bad news, I'm afraid.
I assume you heard about last night?
No. Is everything okay?
Well, I don't want to go into details.
It'll probably being tomorrow's
news if you're interested.
It's just I need to ask
you a few questions.
Absolutely, of course.
What were you doing late last night
and the early hours of this morning?
I was probably watching
television and sleeping.
What time did you wake up?
Oh, I couldn't tell
you that, I'm afraid.
I, I didn't look at the time.
This all sounds rather serious, Keith.
Should I be concerned?
No, it's nothing to worry about.
It's just procedures, that's all.
Emily tells me that you had
some tools here this morning.
Is there any chance I
could perhaps have a look.
No, I'm sorry.
I've just come back from
the recycling center.
Had a big clear out today.
If you're gonna throw them away,
then why were you washing
them through this morning?
Oh, that, yes, I suppose I've,
big waste of time, wasn't it?
I'll tell you what I can do is,
I'll give John a call
from the recycling center
and ask him to go through the rubbish
and see if he can get 'em back for you.
Well, there's no need, honestly.
It's just, Emily seems to think
that you were involved in some
sort of incident last night.
(Keith and Charley chuckling)
Well, unless that
incident was something to do
with me neglecting my vegetable packs,
then I'm afraid I'm gonna
have to disappoint you
on that one.
Have you been digging recently?
Digging? Oh yeah, we
dug that a few days ago.
It was my nephew digging
a, a cabbage patch for me.
He put it in the wrong place,
so I had to backfill it.
Oh, get him on the phone if it help.
Don't worry, Charley, it's fine.
Thanks for answering
the questions. Let's go.
Oh, Keith, whatever this is,
I do hope you get to the bottom of it.
I can't believe you told
him that I thought he did it.
Charley's fine. He sees
the funny side of it.
Not if he's the k*ller, he won't.
That man can't even find it in himself
to let his flowers die,
let alone a person.
So you're not gonna look into it then?
Look, I shouldn't be doing this,
but half the town already knows,
you'll find out soon enough.
I got a call earlier about an RV
parked up near Devil's Punchbowl.
We'll be checking it out this evening.
So you're working this evening?
I'm afraid so.
I didn't really want to,
but we're understaffed.
And what with all this going on,
I gotta put in a couple of extra shifts.
So, just make sure you keep
the doors locked at all times.
(birds chirping)
(ominous music)
(knocking at the door)
What do you want?
I'm looking for the person
who owns this RV. Is that you?
- Who's asking?
- Me.
Are you supposed to
be someone important?
Are you aware of what happened
in the woods last night?
Maybe you could tell me.
Well, the police found
a body in the woods
at about 4:00 AM.
That's about the time
you showed up, isn't it?
Look, you're really
rude. Do you know that?
I'm just trying to ask you some questions.
Well, I'd like to help.
I don't just help people
who barge into other people's homes.
Do you understand how
severe the situation is?
They think you did it.
- What do you think?
- Well, I don't think you did.
Are you sure?
Because if you are wrong,
you've just entered the
home of a serial k*ller.
So you know about
the other murders then?
At the big house over by the lake?
Yeah. Still sure it wasn't me?
Do you use this for
traveling or do you live here?
How long are you gonna
keep asking questions?
Until you give me proper answers?
I use someone I should be
giving proper answers too?
Well, my dad works at the police station
and they think you did it,
but I don't think you did.
- And I think I know who did it.
- Who?
So now you're interested
in what I've got to say.
Tell me who and why.
Not until you tell me
what you're doing here.
If you put that down, I'll
tell you I didn't do it.
Well, I know that much already.
Fine. I'm, I'm passing through.
And I come this way every couple of years.
Well, I've lived here for years
and I've never seen you, so.
Well then you should be a bit more aware
of your surroundings.
(knocking at the door)
Oh sh*t, that's my dad.
Hello, sir.
We've had a bit of a
disturbance in the area recently
and I was wondering if
you wouldn't mind me
taking a look around.
Do you have a search warrant?
At the moment, sir, we're
requesting that all residents
and visitors are
accommodating to our needs
considering the urgency of the matter.
That sounds like a "no."
What's so urgent this time?
Something tells me
that you already know.
I mean, I can certainly
go and get a warrant,
but...
if you were to help us
out on this occasion,
that would certainly
work well in your favor.
Take your hand off my RV
and go and spend some time
learning how to do your job properly.
What on earth are you playing at?
That guy could be a k*ller.
Have you any idea what
could have happened?
I'm well aware of the danger,
but since you don't tell me anything,
I had to take matters into my own hands.
You heard what he said to me, right?
There is no doubt in my mind
that he is hiding something.
It, it just doesn't add up why he's here.
Just because he was rude to
you doesn't make him a k*ller.
You were convinced
it was Charley earlier
because the poor man had been digging,
and now I find you hanging
out with the prime suspect.
I only went to have a look.
Yes, and there won't
be any more of that,
I can assure you.
I told you about the RV in confidence.
(door slams)
Good news.
The RV in the photos is the same one
that was seen at the Wilkinson murders.
Well, that is good news.
I had a word with the
guy who's living in it.
His name's Dale.
He wouldn't answer any more
questions, unfortunately.
So there's not much I can do.
But this will certainly
get the ball rolling.
Did he fit the profile?
It was difficult to say.
He could be 20, he could
be 30 for all I know.
Regardless, I don't trust him,
- especially around Emily.
- Emily?
Well, you know Emily, she
gave her input as usual.
I found her with him.
But that's kids for you.
The more you tell them
not to do something,
the more they want to.
Yeah. She's not a kid though, is she?
No, I...
I suppose not.
Time goes by so fast.
I forget what year it is most of the time.
Sounds like you need some time off.
Mr. Bradley, what can we do for you?
Well, I've got hands up
in if that's all right?
You see, with all the excitement going on,
I wasn't all that happy with
this until (indistinct).
I sincerely hope you
have a license for this.
Well, no I haven't actually.
You see, I used to have it on the farm
but I, I don't need it anymore.
And Sergeant Cartwright said
I could bring it in here
for safe dispose.
- Oh, did he now?
- Yeah.
Mr. Bradley, are you
aware of the illegality
concerning unlicensed firearms?
Well, no.
Come on, it's fine. He's just a farmer.
Mr. Bradley, will you please excuse us?
- Take a seat.
- All right.
Cartwright, my office now,
and bring that with you.
What are you playing at?
He's an old guy. He just
wanted a bit of help, that's all.
Look, at this station, we
do everything by the book.
I don't care how small this town is
or how humble you and the
locals are all together.
The law is there for a reason.
Supposing that was linked to a crime
and we were found to be disposing of it.
Look, he just didn't want it
with everything that's
going on at the moment.
So I said I could help.
I'm gonna pretend that the
last 10 minutes didn't happen
and get rid of that.
Cartwright, you are a good sergeant,
but sometimes you can be
such a pain in my arse.
(birds chirping)
(ominous music)
Listen, before we go in, Murray
can be a bit odd at times,
so let me do the talking.
If you are so sure it's this Dale guy,
then what are we even doing here.
Well, I won't be doing my job
if we didn't at least
check in on Murray first.
(knocking)
Hi Murray. You all right today?
I can see you're busy,
but Cartwright and myself,
we do need to ask you a few
questions if that's okay?
A body's been found in the woods.
Yes.
A body's been found in the woods.
It's been mutilated
almost beyond recognition
in the early hours of the morning.
I can see you have a fair
bit of knowledge about it,
Murray.
Did they deserve it?
Not for us to decide.
We just need to know
what happened that night.
Finding out if they deserve it
can tell you all sorts of
things about a m*rder*r.
Why don't you enlighten me, Murray.
No, I don't think I will.
You think you are the
first people up here today.
Half the bloody town thinks I've done it.
Now when are you sod's
gonna leave me alone?
I've done my time.
I understand completely, Murray.
But we just need a few
moments of your time.
Piss off!
We'll have to arrest
you if you don't comply.
Oh really, fella?
You need to get back to
the kiddie's playground.
You're way outta your
depth with this case.
Are you threatening the police officer?
Cartwright, please go and wait outside.
Look, Murray, I, I know
you're fed up, but-
- Manslaughter. Twenty years
I did for protecting myself.
And even when I done me time,
paid my debt to society,
first signs of violence,
everyone's jumping on the
bandwagon to blame me!
I understand.
I'll try to see to it that
nobody else bothers you.
Keith,
one thing,
when I was inside,
I saw more K*llers than you could count.
And I found there were two types.
The type that do it out of circumstance
and the other sick b*stards
that do it just for the
sheer pleasure of it.
This is the latter I take it?
You can count on that.
I mean, some of them try
to suppress their urges.
Some go years in between attacks,
but eventually they give into it.
And my advice is, catch this person fast.
I'll do my best.
Why the f*ck aren't you doing anything?
Thomas, what are you doing here?
I heard the news. Are you
seriously not arresting him?
At this stage, we have other leads.
Are you complete mugs or something?
Murray's a known m*rder*r.
He's only been outta
prison for six months.
No, look,
Murray was involved in
an unfortunate incident
many years ago.
A burglar broke into his home,
there was a struggle and the man died.
That doesn't mean that he did this.
You're seriously gonna sit on your arses
and wait for it to happen again?
We think it's a guy named Dale.
He lives in the RV up
at Devil's Punchbowl.
Is that true?
Well, yes, but we are
looking into it. That's all.
Do me a favor, if you could,
next time you work in the cafe,
can you keep an eye on Emily for me?
Why? What's Emily got to do with this?
Keith found her talking
to Dale in the RV.
He's worried that he might
be targeting her next.
Thank you, Cartwright.
But yes, I will be dropping
Emily off every day
and picking her up until
this is sorted out.
So it, it would be helpful
if you see anything out of
the ordinary to let me know.
Emily might be hanging
around a bloody serial k*ller.
I'm gonna do something
about it even if you won't.
(door slams)
(ominous music)
And where have you been?
I've been a bit busy.
Busy looking for a serial k*ller?
Were you watching me or something?
Word gets around quick, you know.
Have they arrested anyone yet?
Not yet, but I think I know who did it.
Hello everyone. Hello
Emily. How's your dad?
Everything gets sorted in the end.
Do you not read the news?
They're still searching for the k*ller.
Oh right. A k*ller?
I must keep up to date
with all this stuff that's been going on.
Especially seeing as it's
happening on my doorstep.
Still, I've got my friendly
neighbors to keep me informed.
(mumbling)
Sorry?
Oh no, I'm happy to help.
As I said before,
feel free to pop round
for a cup of tea anytime.
That goes for all of you.
(ominous music)
You new around here?
I come and go now and again.
Just arrived then, have you?
Must have a good reason
for coming to such a
small place like this.
Visiting family?
Just having a look around.
Don't spend too long looking around.
Might have heard we've had
a bit of trouble recently.
Surely that's even more
reason to have a look around.
I can't see it. He's weird
but he's not a m*rder*r.
It makes perfect sense, though.
His job literally involves digging
so he could get all the tools he wanted
and no one would do even bat an eyelid.
And then he does all this
work for the community.
It's the perfect cover.
If you ask me,
it's more like the guy sitting
in the corner over there.
Seriously, Keith,
have you ever considered going on a diet?
Why should I? I'm still in my prime.
Just a thought.
All this running around after somebody
that should have been arrested
more than 10 years ago,
makes you hungry, you know?
Is that your first major case?
Well, since moving here it is. Yeah.
When I was younger I did work in the city,
there's a lot more crime there.
You must have been dealing
with things like this
on a regular basis.
Yeah, but it's not the same.
When something happens in the city,
there's police there within minutes.
Especially if it involves
the general public
or anything to do with a weapon.
Sounds like a good job.
Maybe I can transfer.
Thing is here,
by the time you realize anything's
happening, it's too late.
sh*t! Don't touch it!
(door slams)
(tense music)
Stay away from Emily.
Get the f*ck outta town!
Stop! Stop, Thomas! Go home, Thomas!
And you...
You get back to your
RV and you stay there!
My daughter wants nothing to do with you!
That's not what she
was saying last night.
You're not saving any
for the kids this evening?
Not after the day I've been having.
I will not be sleeping until
that Dale is locked up,
or I might end up doing
something that I'll regret.
Oh and Emily,
she wants to go to Diana's
scare maze of all places.
So get yourself up there.
Stay out there all night and
bring her home if you could.
Yeah, no problem.
(ominous music)
(birds chirping)
(cicadas buzzing)
(ominous music continues)
Just sign the bloody thing, will you?
- I'm not signing Jack.
- Everything all right, Diana?
Well, it would be
if this idiot would
actually sign the waiver.
Emily, would you mind signing one, please?
What's it for?
It's to say that Diana's not liable
if anyone faints or has a heart attack.
Everybody has to sign one
upon entry. No exceptions.
You're definitely signing one,
Keith, I've seen your diet.
You'll probably drop
dead on the jump scare.
Actually, I've just come by
to say hi and drop Emily off.
Cartwright's about, any
problems, give him a shout.
I'm off. See you later.
Technically, I'm an employee,
so I should just be
able to walk in anyway.
Technically, you're an idiot
who has to sign the waiver.
Fine. f*ck it. This
better be worth it, though.
Emily, you haven't been
here before, have you?
- No. Is it through there?
- Yes.
But be ready because the
scare start immediately.
So what you do is you take a take a torch
and you follow the arrows
because it is easy to get lost.
Once you get through to
the end of the tunnels,
you'll arrive in the woods,
keep following the signs round
and it'll bring you back to
the field entrance again.
(ominous music)
(sinister laughing)
Yeah, a nice try, dickheads.
(sinister laughing continues)
Oi, idiot!
You're supposed to be
over there, not down here.
Mate, I could do this 10
times better than you.
You wanna be over there like the others.
Ready to jump out when they
come around the corner.
Not down here where
nobody's gonna see you.
Oh sh*t.
(sinister distorted music)
Very funny.
(knocking on the glass)
Where do I go from here?
(knocking on the glass)
(tense climatic music)
Not like you to be
drinking on the job, Keith.
Still sealed.
I haven't quite reached my
breaking point just yet.
But you never know, it could be soon.
You don't blame yourself do
you? For the murders, I mean.
Doing this job, you take
responsibility, regardless.
That's why I keep that
picture there to remind me.
You really should spend
more time at home, Keith.
Crimes will still be there tomorrow.
As impressive and very weird that it is
that you spend your time
walking around a dark tunnel
without a torch,
there are easier ways to
avoid my dad, you know?
I know these tunnels quite well.
Lots of ways in and out.
Well, it was either that or
spend another night in the RV
with nothing but the
owls to keep me company.
So walking through a cold, dark tunnel
was a better alternative?
Well yeah, some of those
owls can be quite nasty.
Especially Sebastian.
- They have names?
- Absolutely.
Why do you live in an RV?
Why are you living in a house?
You know what I mean? Is
it through choice? Necessity?
Is it temporary? Permanent?
Could be all of them, I suppose.
(climatic music)
(sinister laughing)
You don't like the questions, do you?
It's more the answers I try to avoid.
You're gonna keep asking
regardless, aren't you?
I'm starting to see
where you live on your own.
There's a m*rder*r out there.
Do you still want my help?
Do you still want to help?
I'll see what you did there.
I can give annoying
answers too, you know?
Emily, thank goodness.
Whatever's taking you so long.
Everyone's looking for you.
Looking for me? Why?
There's been an incident.
We're closing the event down.
(emotional music)
We can't move fast enough.
That's two people now.
Five including the family.
The RV is the only thing
that connects all this.
How far along are we with that?
Well, it's definitely
an imported vehicle.
We don't think it's ever had any plates.
Oh sh*t! I was relying
on that to bring it in.
It's obviously been driven on the road
'cause there's no way you'll get a lorry
down those country lanes to move it.
Did you ever get in
touch with that land owner?
The land owner.
That's Terry, the old
farmer who moved to Spain.
I've been trying to get older of him.
But until we know the RV is trespassing,
there's nothing we can do at the moment
unless we can find something
that leaks that dow
to the m*rder.
Well, we could always
pay him a social visit,
his window's broken, you go inside.
I'll pretend I didn't hear that.
Please tell me that you're
going to catch this b*stard.
We're doing our best.
Thomas was a pain in my backside
but he didn't deserve that.
No, which is why we're telling everyone
to stay inside after dark.
You've still got a bloody head missing
and you've got suspects.
So why don't you go down
to each of their houses
and strip them from top to bottom.
Dig up their gardens if you have to.
I appreciate the help, Diana,
but we can't go ahead and do that.
There's a system in place.
Procedures, warrants.
It all takes time.
Time for the m*rder*r to attack again.
(ominous music)
(knocking at the door)
(cicadas buzzing)
(knocking at the door)
(tense climatic music)
(cicadas buzzing)
I think it was the same
mask I saw at the scare maze.
The clown.
And he was right here outside this door?
I think he must have been following me.
Charley, it must be him.
Charley?
Who's that?
He's a gardener. He lives nearby.
Why haven't you told me this before?
I don't have any proof.
No one would believe me.
- What if I believe you?
- (cicadas buzzing)
That's all well and
good, but we need evidence.
You don't have any proof.
But you know where he lives.
Can we not go and get some?
We can go when he is out tomorrow.
(owl hooting)
(crickets chirping)
How far is it from
here to Charley's house
if you jump the fences and
run across the gardens?
About 10 minutes.
We used to play in the neighbor's garden
when we were younger.
As soon as we get the evidence
then we're 100% sure it's him,
it's over.
It is really dark outside, though.
He could be anywhere watching us.
At least your dad's a police officer.
I surely got him put off coming here.
Probably the only time
it's ever gonna be useful.
How so?
He's obsessed with his job.
He gets so into his work,
he doesn't even notice time passing.
That's probably why he still
thinks I'm a little kid.
Where is he now?
Probably out there trying
to prove that you're guilty.
Yeah, I should get back to the RV
before they start
rummaging through my stuff.
Dale.
Don't worry, I'll keep
an eye out for any clowns.
(cicadas buzzing)
(ominous music)
[Emily] He shouldn't in.
He's normally at the community center
for the next few hours.
Do you know where he
leaves his spare key?
Would he really leave one outside
if he had something to hide inside?
(window smashing)
- Where do you wanna start?
- We haven't got long.
I'll check upstairs,
you check downstairs.
(tense music)
(door creaking)
(door creaking)
(tense music continues)
(loud thumping)
(tense climatic music)
(car alarm wailing)
(birds chirping)
I am telling you he had the same mask on.
It was the mask he had on
right before he got Thomas.
Well, it's Halloween.
Probably half the town has the same mask.
What? Hidden away where
nobody could find it?
That's not suspicious to you?
Let's just say that
he was there that night
and he was in fact wearing that mask.
Did anyone see him do it?
Can anyone tell me definitively
that the m*rder*r was wearing that mask?
You didn't see what I saw that night.
The way he was just stood
there watching everybody
like he was waiting.
I've had enough of this.
I'm gonna call him now.
Hi Charley. Sorry to bother you.
I just need to ask, where
were you yesterday evening?
And that was the whole evening was it?
And can anyone vouch for you?
Right. Okay. Yep, that's
brilliant, Charley.
Yeah, sorry, I just
need to check all areas.
Hope you understand.
Alright, see ya.
He wasn't even there that evening.
Wow, I'm so surprised he
didn't break right there
and then and confess.
Enough of the sarcasm.
Just be thankful I'm overlooking the fact
that you broke into that man's house.
I'm doing my job within
the confines of the law,
and I'm sick of you contradicting my job
that I've been doing for
this past 10 years now.
If you were so good at your job,
then why was there no
justice for that family
that died back then?
I've had enough of this.
(emotional music)
(thunder rumbling)
(rain bucketing)
(thunder rumbling)
(rain pattering)
(knocking at the door)
Hello Emily, hope you're all right
after everything that's happened recently.
- Can I come in?
- No, you can't.
I mean I'm locking up and I
just cleaned everything, so.
Oh right, okay.
I just wanted to check if
everything's being cleared up.
Not in the cafe,
I mean with what you thought I did,
and I just wanted to check if
I could help with anything.
I know you had a scare the other night.
I'm pretty sure it's just
people messing around.
Yeah, I think so too.
Yeah, be vigilant. Yeah, that's good.
Take it very seriously. I am too.
I'm suspicious of everybody at the minute.
This k*ller could be anywhere.
Yeah, it seems you can't
trust anyone at the moment.
Yeah, absolutely. Talking
about being careful.
The young lad that lives
in the RV, what's his name?
Dale.
Dale. Not seen him around here before.
I hear you've been spending time with him.
Yeah, I think I'm a
good judge of character.
(phone ringing)
You gonna answer that?
- Yeah. One moment.
- (thunder rumbling)
Hello?
Dead is it?
Look, I still need to clean up, so...
Yeah, that's fine.
I can help, usually mowing
lawns or trimming hedges,
but I'm sure I can manage to-
- No, you need to go now.
Yeah, okay.
In all seriousness, Emily, think
carefully what you do next.
I need you to come with me.
Where to?
To the big house by the lake.
- I don't think you want that.
- Yes I do.
The last thing I know,
it had been empty for about 10 years.
There might be something there we can use.
Well, if the police
never found anything,
what chance have we got?
They didn't have any suspects back then.
We might be able to find
something we can use
to link Charley to it all.
What if he was their gardener?
- He was.
- How'd you know that?
I've been trying to get into
the big house for a while.
- On your own?
- Yeah.
But there's a police patrol
and I can't even get
close to it at the moment.
I think I can help with that.
(birds chirping)
[Dale] So that's all it took.
You coming?
Yeah.
(ominous music)
(door creaking)
I wonder why no one
ever bought this place?
I hope they knock it
down after we're done here.
Why? I heard it's got a lot of history.
Yeah, well, maybe it should stay here.
You're not curious at all?
I know more than enough about this place
from what you've told me.
Are you taking the upstairs?
(ominous music continues)
Keith, have you got a phone number
for any of Charley's relatives?
No. Why?
Well, maybe it's worth
questioning his nephew.
If he's been helping
Charley, you never know,
he might have seen something.
Well, his garden goes
back onto the woods.
So...
(phone ringing)
Maybe.
What about a brother or
a sister that lives nearby?
Now that you come and mention it,
he's never spoken about his family before.
Gentlemen.
I hope this is the right place,
I need to make a missing person's report.
I, I, I won't keep you a moment, sir.
As you can see,
we're a little bit
understaffed at the moment,
so bear with me.
Yeah, look, I, I'm
sorry you're understaffed,
but I, I have to make this report,
I haven't got all day and-
- One moment, sir. Won't keep you.
I need to know if you've
seen my son. His name's Sam.
Blonde hair, medium build.
Not ringing any bells?
Well, he's, he's, he's
driving an American RV.
(Phone ringing)
(climatic music)
(birds chirping)
Sir, there is a very strong possibility
that your son is involved
in something very serious.
So what I need from you is
for you to give me the details
of his whereabouts up to this moment now.
So he's here.
He's back in town? What?
He arrived in town recently. Yes.
Back in town.
He never ever wanted to come back here.
Wanted to get away.
Wanted to start his life over.
You've gotta understand
that's why we never went
to the authorities about
him after those murders.
(light switch clicks)
(lights buzzing)
(ominous music)
(floor boards creaking)
(tense music)
Emily, what on earth are you doing here?
I came here to look for
evidence. What are you doing here?
Well, your dad sent
everybody out to look for you.
It's not safe.
Look, there's something you
need to know about Dale.
I know he k*lled those people.
(climatic music)
(wind whistling)
Stay away. We know who you
are and what you've done!
Quick! Run!
I don't wanna say anymore, all right.
Just, just tell me where he is.
Sir, if you withhold evidence from us,
you could be prosecuted
for perverting the course of justice.
Now that is a route I
don't want to go down
unless I have to.
You don't get it. I don't care about me.
You've gotta promise to help
him, get him out of this mess.
We'll try to stop any further
bloodshed as best I can.
Right, let's start with
his real name, shall we?
Samuel, Sam Dale...
Wilkinson.
(tense music)
(birds chirping)
Wait! Where you going?
The police station's just this way.
Yeah, but my house is
closer and it's this way.
But we got enough distance on him
to make it to the police station.
Look, your dad said if I find
you, go to mine, wait there,
he'll come over and sort it all out.
And if Dale is after us,
your place probably the
first place he's gonna go.
My wine cellar is really secure.
If he does get in, yeah,
we'll escape out the back.
You'll be safe there.
(thunder rumbling)
(rain pattering)
The Wilkinson murders,
there was an intruder.
He k*lled that family.
That little boy was upstairs
during all that chaos,
all that mayhem and bloodshed.
He comes down with family camcorder
and he gets a picture of the k*ller,
and the k*ller hears him or sees him,
strips that card out that
camcorder and he hides it.
There's been evidence all this time?
And then that young boy
bolts outside the back door
and he runs and he runs and he runs.
Heads for the family barn.
That's where his dad had
some sort of, I don't know,
restoration project of some sort going on.
The RV?
That little boy, he drove,
he drove through the night,
he drove as far as he could
get away from that place.
And that's when, that's when
the Mrs and I found him.
You know, we, we were
on the road a fair bit.
We, we live off grid, so.
Wouldn't tell us a thing, not
a thing of what had happened.
We just wanted him to feel safe.
So he took him in.
And then when he finally trusted us,
he told us what had happened.
We, we let him stay with us anyway.
Treated him like our own.
So let me get this straight.
The boy comes to you as a
sole witness in a major crime
and your decision is what?
To help cover it up and aid a k*ller?
All it would've taken
as a simple phone call
to retrieve that memory card!
And then what?
Drag that poor boy
through the court system.
Court to court, judged to judge,
make him relive every moment of the horror
that he saw in that
house every single day.
And it's not just the judicial system,
what about the foster care system,
house to house, family to family.
Forced to relive it every day.
Forced to think about it.
And all the children,
to them, he'd just be the
m*rder child, wouldn't he?
Forced every single day over
and over to relive the horror.
You wanna put a child through that?
It's not for you to decide!
No, it was for him.
And he decided.
And what does he want to do now? Hmm?
- Has he come back for revenge?
- I dunno.
All I do know that is he
couldn't sleep night after night.
Stay up to all hours on the internet,
searching, researching, I dunno.
He must have found
the leaked information
- about the murders.
- Maybe.
But all I do know is
that instantly he was gone.
Not a word to me.
Not a word to the Mrs.
Took all his stuff. Gone.
(engine roars)
Emily was right. He,
he didn't commit m*rder.
Not yet anyway.
I bet he went after that memory card.
Okay, I'm gonna make
a call to the patrol car
up by the big house.
If he's got that memory card,
he's probably going after the k*ller.
(ominous music)
Okay, not to alarm you,
but they said that they
got a text from you
saying to come back to the station
just as they saw Emily heading up there.
Emily has got my phone.
Don't worry, I'll tell
them to go back up there
whilst we go and check on the RV.
No, we're going somewhere else.
I've got a hunch that Emily was right
about more than just one thing.
I have been made a fool
of all these years,
but it ends now.
Give it to me.
Give what to you?
That thing you've got that
you're supposed to dispose of.
Come on.
But what about a warrant?
f*ck the warrant.
We'll be safer in here.
I can't get a signal.
It's okay, I think there's
a wired line somewhere
I'll get it in a minute. Yep.
Just let, let me catch my breath, okay?
All this time I thought it was you.
I, I just didn't recognize
Dale to begin with.
I just, I knew there was
something off about him.
The way he was looking
at you at the scare maze.
I, I just knew something
and, and he was luring you to that RV.
If I'm right, Emily could be in trouble.
Let's hope it's not too late.
(car tires screeching)
(rain pattering)
(tense music)
Search the grounds now!
- Where's the phone?
- Don't, don't worry about it.
I'll, I'll get to it in, in
a second. All right, just...
I think the police
station's not far from here.
We can run if we quick.
No, it's, it's too risky.
No, I can go if you
want. You can stay here.
No!
I think,
I think it'd probably best if,
you know, we just wait here.
Secure. Yeah?
- What did you mean?
- Sorry?
You said you saw him at the scare maze.
But you told my dad you weren't there.
You know, I've lived around
here for quite some time.
Yeah?
(rain pattering)
I remember the kids running
up and down the street,
playing, screaming, all summer long.
But not you, not once
did I hear you scream.
You just kept yourself to yourself.
Made people curious, you know?
Curious about what?
Curious about what you do under threat.
I've got this really burning
curiosity about people,
about how they think,
about how they react
in certain situations.
Little did I know I'd be
able to indulge my interests.
This close to home.
As my nan always used to say,
"Don't sh*t on your own doorstep."
It was you.
You wouldn't think it, would you?
Well, I know you would.
But most people, most people
just smile, wave, walk on by.
But you're different.
That's what makes this so interesting.
(sinister laughing)
(tense music)
Ah b*tch!
(charley groaning)
I, I got you. I got you.
(rain pattering)
(thunder rumbling)
(climatic music)
(g*n fires)
(rain pattering)
(thumping)
(thunder rumbling)
(ominous music)
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