I can't believe this is happening in my town.
If you live long enough, you see everything.
Well, let's do it.
Blunt instrument. My guess... some kind of hammer.
Two blows.
Massive trauma to the skull. Now, I don't know if you've seen this...
When you find the hammer, there'll be a nick in the face.
Nicole. Leave her alone.
Serial killer.
Why'd we hear that when it's too late?
Why didn't you say?
You should have protected him!
Look at him, Frank.
Look at what you've done to him.
I'm sorry.
Let's give them a moment, Frank, okay?
I'm sorry for your loss.
Jonjo Patterson.
Killed by two hammer blows to the skull.
Very different M.O. to Niall Swift. Why?
The killer goes to the bother of removing part of Swift's brain,
but Jonjo is dispatched like that.
Does he want us to think there's more than one person involved?
Maybe there is.
I don't think so.
If anything, he wants us to experience chaos.
That's useful.
I can only interpret what's in front of me.
The killer's life was chaos. Now he's in control.
We need to go back to Petrie's house. See what's in that locked room.
We also have handwriting that would seem
to put Petrie at the scene of Swift's murder.
Are there other connections?
Jonjo was almost certainly killed elsewhere
and dumped in the van.
There's no spatter...
no signs of a struggle.
We do have some positive news.
SOCOs have removed a hair from the interior roof fabric.
The hair is not Jonjo's.
The van was stolen in Manchester 10 days ago.
The fuel tank was almost full,
so the driver must have filled up nearby.
I'll check forecourt cameras.
Why are we still waiting for the search warrant for Dr. Marr's?
I'll talk to the sheriff's office.
Niall Swift's phone records... Where are they?
Uh, there was a legal problem with the phone company.
Ask them, "Do they want to be front-page news tomorrow?"
Dr. Marr sacked Niall Swift two hours before he was murdered.
Jonjo messaged friends,
saying he knew something that would put Marr in prison.
So talk to Jonjo's friends, find out what he knew.
All lines of inquiry must be pursued.
Thank you.
How's it going?
Mum.
Why am I not feeling anything?
You're in shock, darling.
It's okay.
Come on.
I gave a full statement last night.
I don't understand why I've been told to come back.
Look, you've been asked to come back
because we believe you can help.
I hung around for two hours yesterday.
Sorry.
I mean, one of your students was murdered.
After you.
Okay. Take a seat there.
D.C.I. Quigley will be with you in a minute.
Are you gonna be okay?
Mum.
Okay.
So, Evie, how was Jonjo at college?
Did he get on with Mr. Petrie?
Y-Yeah.
You don't sound too sure.
No, Mr. Petrie was cool with him.
Cool as in?
N-Nice.
You were in class with him every day.
What did you see?
Evie, something you think might be trivial
could actually turn out to be crucial.
He used to call Jonjo one of the special ones.
Oh, this is mental.
I know, isn't it?
How long's it been?
20-odd years. At least.
You saw me on the telly?
I saw you on the telly.
I thought to myself, "That's fucking Dolly."
Unbelievable.
What are you doing, man? I'm making you a cup of tea.
I'll have them both.
Remember that drink I invented?
Coffee, tea... same mug.
That was the nuts.
So, how did you find me?
Asked a couple of Jocks. Bingo.
And how did you describe me?
Murderer.
Manc lad. Works the boats.
What you getting all serious for?
You do know if they see us together, we go back inside...
for good.
What about our agreement?
What agreement?
I can't believe you just said that.
We agreed to look out for each other once we were out.
Yeah, I am looking out for you.
I don't want you to go back in prison.
Dolly, man, what you on about? Don't.
You don't call me that.
Yeah?
What it is now?
Leighton Thomas.
How come you got a new name?
You're gonna tell me you've changed now, aren't you?
Of course I've changed.
I was 15 when I met you.
You haven't changed that much, though, have you?
I saw that kid last night.
I saw the damage.
Huh!
That was classic Dolly.
No, that wasn't me.
No, I didn't kill anybody.
Dolly.
Now, that's just not true.
Is this gonna take long?
Is that a problem?
I made a statement. I don't know what I can add to it.
You alleged you found Niall Swift
at the bottom of Carn Mohr. Mm-hmm.
We have evidence that puts you at the top,
where he was murdered.
What?
Is this your handwriting?
No. It's similar.
This handwriting was lifted from this...
found in the area Niall Swift was murdered.
Is this from a crossword?
I don't do crosswords.
And I would never buy that paper.
This totally contradicts what you're saying.
Your handwriting appears to match.
Look, the handwriting is similar, but it's not mine.
Listen, I am here voluntarily. I will not be subjected...
Do we have permission to search your house?
Absolutely not.
Detective Murray, apply for a warrant right away.
Yes!
I have to go.
Sit down.
Craig Petrie, I'm detaining you
under Section 14 of the Criminal Procedure Act 1995.
I suspect you of committing an offense
punishable by imprisonment,
namely the murder of Niall Swift.
You can keep me for 12 hours.
Yes.
Could somebody call my wife?
Tell her I'll be home this evening around...
9:15?
Okay, people, the warrants for Petrie have come through.
Yes. So, three teams.
Petrie's house. Right.
Car. Office. Yes, ma'am.
Ma'am.
Um, I want in on the house search.
As an observer?
I'm in. Yeah.
Mummy, who is it?
Go to your room.
Now, please.
According to your statement, the day Jonjo Patterson went missing...
Jonjo? I thought I was here because of Niall Swift.
There's a locked door back there.
Do you have the key?
Craig has the only copy. You'll have to ask him.
P.C. Denny?
According to your statement,
your wife dropped you at college at 8:00 a.m.
Lots of witnesses. You were there till 5:00.
And then you walked to town for a meditation session?
Yeah. I run guided meditation sessions twice a week.
The well-being of the town is important to me.
A year ago, Jonjo tried to set fire to a classroom.
The governors wanted to expel him, but you intervened.
Yeah, that's right.
And you signed the petition.
Was Jonjo one of your special ones?
I think I'd like the duty solicitor.
"At times, I have a strong urge
to do something harmful or shocking."
True.
Okay, Dessie.
This is just about me. Fine.
Have you told anybody this?
I've tried.
But nobody listens.
If I complain, they'll just increase the dose.
Tell me a little bit more about your brother.
I know that he had a hard time at school.
I saw him being beaten up a few times.
So, what did you find?
Anything in the locked room?
Films of him counseling his students.
Isn't that part of his job?
He was intrusive and manipulative.
This man really loves to play God.
Is that it?
He fits the profile...
the need for control, admiration.
I.Q. of 142. A first at Oxford.
Why's he working in some shitty little college?
Because no one will challenge him.
Classic narcissist.
Like most men.
Narcissism stems from childhood trauma.
Let me expose that.
You'll see his true face.
No, no. We stick with the plan.
We expose the inconsistencies in his statement
and break him down with the evidence we've got.
We haven't got time for that. He'll sit you out.
Thought I'd make a bit of lunch.
Doing you an Elvis...
jam, peanut butter, whole pack of bacon.
Sit, man. Eat.
We eat this,
and then you go.
Where am I gonna go?
Cops all over the place.
Can we do this now? I've got the day from hell.
I'm just about to eat.
It won't take a minute.
The house is a tip. Show home compared to mine.
You hungry?
Ah, yeah.
I had a mate coming 'round, but he blew me out.
Okay. Usual questions.
Have you made contact with any known criminals,
or have they made contact with
or attempted to make contact with you?
No.
Do you want to talk about what happened last night?
Seeing Jonjo must have brought things up.
Do you want... Do you want to talk about that?
Do you know what? I can't do this.
I want somebody else.
I don't want anybody kind.
I-I don't want anyone pretty.
And I don't need you sitting there
telling me about a life that I'll never have.
Okay.
I'll talk to probation. I'm sorry you feel like that.
You know, the past doesn't have to rule your life.
A cop?
Are you fucking serious?
Not that I blame you. She's...
She's fit.
I'm putting you on my boat until tonight.
And then you're gone. Or what?
What are you gonna do?
Tell your Little Miss Piglet?
No one would ever miss you!
Ah. Well, there he is.
There's the Doll I know.
I knew he was in there somewhere.
That copper's wrong.
You are who you are.
I'm going out.
Couple hours. You've got customers?
Right, you lock the door and stay put.
Sure. You've got to promise me, Evie.
Okay, I promise.
You all right?
I'm a friend of the owner.
Me too. Alan Redford.
Oliver Tench. Alan.
Sorry. I should have said. I gave him the keys.
He's an old mate. Look, mate.
I only ever do this when I need a favor.
What do you want?
I need a bit of advice.
Wee fiberglass issue.
What do you think... replace or repair?
To be honest with you, mate, I'm not too sure.
It'd be cheaper to repair it,
but if you want a proper job, replace it.
We've watched some of your counseling sessions
with Jonjo Patterson.
You told him his mental-health issues
were due to the repression of his desires.
You advised him to express his shadow side.
I film those sessions in order to be accountable.
I go out of my way to try to help people.
You go out of your way to try and control people.
He burrows into people's minds.
Only if we let him.
Was Niall Swift part of your guided meditation group?
He might have attended a couple of sessions.
Did you not think to mention that in your initial statement?
I was in shock.
I'd just found a dead body.
There was a bunch of things I didn't mention.
Like what?
Um, the people I met on the jogging path.
Who?
Uh, the woman I borrowed the phone from.
We've talked to her.
Okay.
Uh, the guy who runs one of the tour boats.
What guy? Leighton someone.
Leighton Thomas was working.
Well, he couldn't have been. I saw him up there.
I told you to stay in the boat.
You've finished with Captain Haddock, then?
What were you doing talking to him?
You know, he's married to a copper.
And he's a pal of yours?
I reckon he'd be a good place to start.
Start what?
Let's do him.
I'm serious.
Why do you think I'm here?
I hear the words "serial killer." I look up. There you are.
I'm thinking, "Shit, he's started without me."
"Let's do him"?
What are you talking about?
What's that?
That's nearly 3 grand.
What for?
I fucked up your life.
I want you to take it. You didn't fuck up anything.
We were a team!
That's what the judge said. That's what everyone said.
Remember that first one we did? I did!
It was me.
You just stood there. Nah. I'm not having that.
I kept the edge.
You couldn't have done it without me.
Mate, I was messed up, and I used you.
You? You haven't got it in you.
You want me to prove myself, yeah?
Show you what I picked up in prison?
I want you to take the money and go!
You want me to go?
Yeah, I don't know how fucking clearer I have to make it!
Look, Tench, man, get your head up. There's a life out there!
Not for me, there's not.
If I walk away,
I just vanish.
Come on.
How many girlfriends have you had?
Honestly? No, I'd rather you lied to me.
None.
Not one?
What, seriously?
When's your dad getting back?
Oh, shit.
See you later. See you.
Where'd you come from? Evie all right?
Did the cops ask you about Mr. Petrie?
A bit. Why?
I don't know. Just wondered.
How much do you get for those?
3 quid. Assassin for hire.
Don McGrellish has promised me a score if I get the wolf.
Lent me this bad boy.
Why would you want to kill a wolf?
It's been picking off Don's sheep.
You need to be careful up there.
You want one for Evie?
Evie would boke.
Evie?
Evie, we... we need to talk this through.
Leave me alone. I know you broke into my house.
Evie!
Get the alibi for Leighton Thomas verified.
Absolute priority. Yeah.
He's enjoying this.
You wanted in. You're in.
Got Niall Swift's phone records.
Oh.
Looks like he had Petrie on speed dial.
Mr. Petrie, I'm a criminal psychologist helping with...
I know who you are.
Let's talk about Niall Swift.
We have evidence that puts you at the murder site.
It's not my handwriting.
The killer copies your handwriting, then removes the pages?
Allowing you to think how clever you were to find it.
For the tape, I am showing the suspect
the phone records of Niall Swift
for the days before he was murdered.
I need a toilet break.
Can you explain... I know my rights.
And I need a break.
How you doing?
Oliver, is it?
You're married to that copper who was around Dolly's.
Who's Dolly?
Just leave him the fuck alone.
Crawford. Is your dad around?
No, he's at home.
I need to see last Tuesday's bookings for Leighton Thomas.
Have you got a warrant?
No, I don't have a... I'm just joking.
Fill your boots.
9:00 a.m, 10:00 a.m.
Could your dad have forgotten to write some of the bookings down?
He's got lung cancer, not brain cancer.
These are the stubs?
These are last year's tickets.
The new ones are a different color.
Dolly.
Two weeks ago, Niall Swift wrote in his diary,
"I'm always there for everyone.
Why is no one ever there for me?"
Did you sense that Swift was needy
when he attended your meditation group?
No.
How do you account for the fact
that he made 17 calls to you in a week?
We were discussing students.
17 calls?
Well, we had a lot to talk about.
Was he putting pressure on you?
No. Threatened to tell your wife?
Tell her what?
That the two of you were having an affair.
Oh, don't be ridiculous.
So why didn't you mention the calls?
Well, I didn't think they were relevant.
That was your secret, wasn't it?
No, it wasn't a secret. Like the secrets
you take from your students, secrets you keep from your wife?
That's why you took Niall Swift's phone.
I didn't take his phone. It vanished?
Well, I-I wouldn't know.
You take a massive risk with this man.
Now you're in danger of losing everything.
Oh, Christ.
Your wife, your kids, your job...
everyone's respect.
17 calls in a week,
two in the three months before that.
What could have been so urgent?
He was worried about one of his students.
Which one? He didn't say which one.
He was threatening you. No.
But he had no idea what he'd tapped into.
You really didn't have a choice, did you?
You know, in your books,
you always take more credit than you're due.
Niall Swift didn't have a clue, did he? Let's just stick to this.
But no matter how many you help solve,
you can't solve the one that matters, can you?
Mr. Petrie... About this time of year.
Maybe if you'd walked her home from school like you were told,
then your little sister would still be alive.
Excuse me?
You still think it was the teacher?
Is he still alive?
Interview suspended.
Walking about?
Hot day like today. Eating ice cream.
Maybe if they'd found the body...
Blake. Blake!
Hey, Albrighton! No, no! Blake.
Get out, Blake.
Go back to the hotel.
Annie?
Why did you lie to me about Leighton?
What? You invited him into our home,
and you introduced him to our daughter.
He's a murderer, Annie.
How do you know this? I met his old partner.
What partner? Oliver Tench!
He's down by the jetty.
Where's Evie? Is she okay?
Yeah, she's fine. Did you call her?
I need to go. Are you even part
of this family anymore?
Annie!
Leighton Thomas gave Jason last year's ticket stubs.
His alibi's bullshit. What?
I thought I'd hit rock bottom. You've just found a whole new level.
Can I have everybody's attention, please?
There's something else.
The guy Leighton was convicted with...
Oliver Tench?
He's here.
He's in Lochnafoy.
Hello?
I made a mistake, but I'm gonna sort it.
When? What... What mistake?
Don't worry. I'm gonna tie it off right now.
What mistake, Tench?
I let slip my name to your mate Alan.
Where are you?
I'm not letting them put you away again.
Hang on. Tench.
Shit.
Don't let the bastard get to you, Blake!
Why did you let him in?!
Shit!
If I complain, they'll just increase the dose.
Do you regret that you didn't do more to help?
Kind of, yeah.
It's no secret that Baxter's behavior towards you
has been concerning to staff.
He thinks it's funny.
Well, imagine for a moment that it was you,
that you were able to fight back.
Could you describe what you'd like to do to him?
Okay, we need to locate and arrest
Leighton Thomas and Oliver Tench.
Can you circulate a description of Tench?
I want every available uniformed officer.
No one approaches these men without backup.
Where the hell is D.S. Redford?
Leighton!
Tench!
Whoa, whoa, whoa! Whoa!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
What?
Did you kill Jonjo? What?
Did you kill Niall Swift?
I didn't kill anybody. Annie, you know that.
You lied about your alibi!
I-I didn't want people to know what I am.
Where's Tench? I don't know.
Don't lie to me! Look...
Annie, all I know is that he's looking for Alan.
Why? Tench is trying to protect me.
Alan knows who we are. Shit.
Come on. Alan.
Shit.
Probably on his... on his bloody mountain.
Don't tell me.
You'll be home late.
Alan, you've got to call me back. Please call me back.
What the...
Let me come with you. I can talk to him.
You should have talked to me as soon as he showed up!
I wanted to help him!
Stop!
Are you trying to kill yourself?
I know what Tench needs to hear.
No. Come on.
Look, I can get his attention.
You go across the burn and come up behind him.
Annie!
You've got to trust me. Okay.
Fuck!
You've been sticking your nose in.
Into what?
Things I might have done.
You tell your wife?
No. You're lying!
Tench!
Get the fuck away.
I'm doing this. Nah.
Come on. Give me the knife.
Fuck it.
Oi, oi! Oi! Oi!
What you trying to save him for?
He's not the one I'm trying to save.
Oliver!
What the fuck?!
Drop the knife.
You turned me over.
Yeah!
So go on!
Just do it.
You let me down.
Yeah, I know.
And I'm sorry.
I dragged you over the edge.
We were just a couple of fucked-up kids.
I thought we were flying.
No, mate.
We were falling.
Leighton.
You saved a life.
That counts for something.
Alan.
Annie, there's something I need to tell you.
What? I'm sorry.
Excuse me. We have to get him to the hospital.
I'm sorry.
Tell me later.
Annie.
I lied.
Right, so, the hair from the roof fabric in the van
doesn't match Petrie.
What a surprise. Mm.
Got another blue van.
I've got a match on the license plate.
Hmm?
Oh, we've got the van! The one Jonjo was found in.
Now, I bet it's his.
You know... the hair.
Get the closest shot of his face.
Get it enhanced, get it circulated...
Manchester police a priority.
Speak to the cashier. Show him the image.
Anything distinctive he remembers... tats, piercings.
Did he pay by credit card?
Finding this man is now number one priority.