OK, bye, guys. See you later.
Argh!
Stop. I'll see you later.
Oh, my God!
Don't be such an arse.
No!
No! No! Help me!
*CREDITS*
Jasper, it's time to come in now!
Jasper! Come in now!
_
You're welcome, Professor.
Ladies and gentlemen...
Ah!
Today, we will be discussing perpetrator identification.
Studies have shown that 73% of wrongful convictions
are due to false perpetrator identification.
Witnesses often give contradictory or wildly divergent accounts.
Today, it is our task to explore why.
In page seven of your lecture handout,
you will find a list of multiple choice questions
concerning the attack on my person you so recently witnessed.
Your time starts...
..now.
All right, Mr Wilson. I think that's all for now, mate.
- Yeah, thank you. We'll be in touch. - Happy to help you.
- Sorry I'm late. - How's your head?
Mind your own business, Detective Sergeant.
Rabbit doesn't look too happy.
The college are freaking out.
What have we got so far?
- Sum total of sod all. - It's a student's toilet.
Body fluids, finger prints, obscene graffiti.
There's DNA everywhere.
Like I said, sod all.
The initial medical exam has turned up nothing usable.
There are no witnesses,
and the victim's in a state of shock and can't remember anything.
Has she been to the referral centre?
Yeah, she spoke to a doctor at the hospital.
And our rape specialist followed up about an hour or two later.
She said her necklace was missing,
but that's about all they can get out of her.
- Did you say necklace? - Yeah.
Winters, have you checked CCTV?
Installed, but not turned on.
They were worried it was an invasion of the students' privacy.
- Where? - Second cubicle.
What's with you and Danny-boy?
I don't know what you're talking about.
By the look on his face, he's got your DNA all over him.
I'm never less than completely professional, Martin,
unlike some people I could mention. You photographed all this?
Up on the server in half an hour, Detective Sergeant.
Boss!
Now that she's been properly processed,
am I OK to follow up with her?
I don't see the point. She's already spoken to Dr Rosenbaum.
Oh, God help me.
I've got the DCI texting me every five minutes for an update.
- Rosenbaum's a rape specialist. - I know, smart-arse.
It feels a bit weird to be back.
- Your old stomping ground. - Yeah.
So, what makes you think you'll get anything more out of the victim?
Not me. But since we're here...
Final question.
The man had A - a moustache, B - a beard,
C - a moustache and a beard, D - none of the above.
The answer was D.
Hm.
It promises to be a challenging year.
You may be seated.
Perhaps you might redeem your collective failure
by offering an explanation.
We were taken by surprise?
Most criminal enterprise relies on an element of surprise.
Anyone else?
No-one?
Look at you all.
Like a battery farm of gutless chickens.
Heaven forbid that anyone should stand out from the flock.
Almost without exception,
you failed to describe the detailed physiognomy of the perpetrator.
Why might that be?
- Trauma. - Crime is inherently traumatic.
Both victim and witness may fall foul
of the hypothalamic pituitary adrenal axis.
The hypothalamus sends signals to the pituitary
and thence to the adrenal gland, releasing cortisol.
This leads to tunnel vision.
A narrow snapshot of the event encodes onto the brain.
Within seconds, this memory starts to fade,
to become contaminated,
turning us into unreliable narrators.
A violent event leaves a wound
which spreads and infects everything.
Trauma scrambles the senses, ladies and gentlemen.
It transforms even the most lucid mind into a labyrinth.
Professor. You might remember me.
Please do not make me guess.
Lisa Donckers. I'm a detective sergeant now.
Academia's loss is the constabulary's gain.
I was hoping I might take a minute of your time.
You already have. Please come to the point.
A young woman was raped last night 100 yards from here.
And what does that have to do with me?
I spent three years here listening to you.
I know you could help us get inside her mind.
My interest in crime is purely academic, Detective.
I do not like to get my hands dirty.
The victim's too traumatised to tell us anything.
We've got no forensic evidence to go on,
and my boss has got a lot on his plate.
- But I've got this hinge that... - Hinge?
A connection to another crime.
Five years ago. Well, she lost this necklace, and...
So you think it's a serial rapist?
Exactly. Five years ago, there was another case just like this.
Five years ago? And no related cases in-between?
Yes. No. I don't know. The point is...
What was it about this five-year-old case that first drew your attention?
Well, I just... I happened to... It's... It's complicated.
- Detective... - Donckers. Lisa Donckers.
- Mm. A memorable name, yet... - I really think you could help.
And I really think it's best to keep personal involvement
out of an investigation. Wouldn't you agree?
We're checking everyone with access to that dorm.
Male key card holders only.
But it's a long list. It could take days, weeks, even.
The master of the college is on my back.
I'll do what I can to speed things up.
They're cross-checking with known sex offenders.
Are you all right, Paul?
Ma'am?
It's just, er...
You know, given the, er, circumstances...
Given what you are having to deal with at home,
- I would understand... - I'm OK, Ma'am.
..if you'd prefer to just let someone else...
Christina, I'm OK.
I'm OK.
Just leave it, please.
OK.
Hey.
Where did you disappear to?
Aw, did you miss me? Can I see your notes, please?
Last night was fun.
We drank too much.
- Look me in the eye, tell me it meant nothing. - It meant nothing.
I said look me in the eye.
- Well, it was very nice. - Is there a crime number yet?
Is that all I mean to you, just... a number?
It was a mistake.
OK? Let's just pretend it never happened.
It has to be. It just has to be.
What has to be?
I knew it.
Where has this come from?
It's another unsolved rape case.
- You keep the file on your desk? - She was a friend.
You've got friends?
That's very funny.
Saskia Dawson. She was in my year.
I was there, at this party.
She was tired and wanted to go home.
I wasn't, so I stayed.
She's avoided me ever since.
You shouldn't blame yourself.
They found these carvings on the frame of Saskia's bed,
and her statement mentions a locket.
- The guy who raped her yanked it from her neck. - Holy shit.
Maybe best not mention to Rabbit that she was your friend.
It's not a personal thing, Dan.
I can keep my private life out of the office.
So, where are you off to, Detective Sergeant?
If I tell you, will you back me up?
- 'Jasper.' - We speak at last.
'What are you insinuating?'
You have been screening my calls.
Nonsense, darling. I've just been terribly busy.
'So it would seem.'
What does that mean?
'It means, Mother, that I passed the house this morning.'
- 'Which house, darling?' - Our house, Mother. Our family home.
'Former, dear heart.'
Our FORMER family home.
Is that former family, or former home?
Oh, Jasper, darling, we've talked about this.
'No, Mother, YOU have talked about it.'
WE'VE talked about it.
It's madness. To be sitting on a goldmine
when you can't even bear to set foot in the place.
Jasper.
'Goodbye, Mother.'
- How is Adelaide? - Her usual gracious self.
I see.
Just a quiet word between colleagues and friends.
I received a complaint from one of your students.
You called them animals.
Chickens. A flock of gutless chickens.
Yeah. Not much of a distinction.
A distinction, nonetheless. For metaphorical purposes at least.
You can't go around insulting the students.
Tenure can be taken away, you know, Jasper.
If our reputation is brought into disrepute...
or in cases of gross moral turpitude.
Perhaps we should debate what constitutes gross moral turpitude.
Well, that's all sorted, then.
You're very brave to be doing this, Diana.
I just... I want him caught and to get closure.
For me and for the other girl that you told me about.
You're covering for her, Winters.
I'm serious, sir. It's her grandma.
You need to partner up for this kind of case.
It was an emergency, OK?
- Is this the canteen guy? - Yeah. Henri Watson, 33 years old.
Had some minor previous, for indecent exposure.
Good afternoon, madam. Detective Inspector Rabbit, Cambridge Police.
Can we have a word with Henri Watson, please?
- Police? - Yes, madam.
- We just need a few words with your son. - Henri's my husband.
My apologies.
Rabbit! Rabbit!?
Oi, stop!
Stop!
Sod this.
A word of warning, the professor is brilliant.
He's also a bit of an oddball.
Professor Tempest. This is Diana Tyson.
Congratulations.
Would you excuse us?
Detective, I have limited tolerance for being ambushed.
I'm sorry. OK?
My mistake, but we can't send her home now. Please.
I'm immune to your charms.
Just talk to the victim, for God's sake.
Anything the professor can help you remember, it could be important.
I'm told you recall few particulars of the attack.
I've tried, and nothing seems to... come.
It's called dissociation, Miss Tyson.
A coping mechanism our brains use
to protect us in moments of extremis.
We disconnect.
It's hard even to think about it.
The professor can help you remember
to access any information you're repressing.
You're familiar with hypnotherapy, I assume?
So you must understand that what may surface is more than information.
The question is, are you ready for that?
I think not.
I'm sorry?
Miss Tyson is acting in a logical manner.
Her brain is advising her not to revisit the trauma.
Professor, why won't you help her?
Help her? Help you, you mean.
Miss Tyson has chosen to help herself.
Her subconscious has walled off this experience for a reason.
You're happy to leave him out there, free to attack others?
Perhaps it'll be another five years before he strikes again.
You don't believe that.
I concur. It seems unlikely.
Any news on Henri Watson?
Still on the loose. He can't run forever, though.
Where's Donckers?
She should be here shortly.
We're due to check out another potential suspect.
Everything all right between the two of you?
Why do you ask, ma'am?
Rabbit's been complaining.
- About her occasional absences? - More like frequent, I'd say.
Every time I look out here, all I see is Dan Solo, alone at his desk.
- Well, we've got a lot on. - You should be working together.
We are, ma'am, but Lisa's out talking to her contact,
- someone she thinks can advise us on the Tyson case. - Who's that?
Her old criminology lecturer.
Professor Tempest?
You know him?
Too bad Professor Smarty-pants couldn't help you out.
- Thanks for covering, anyway. - You owe me.
How about you buy me a drink?
To say thanks.
- I'm giving up drink for a while, Dan. - All right.
Will you come to our gig tonight, anyway?
Hello?
Dennis is doing a late shift today.
Could you tell us about your husband's whereabouts last night?
Yesterday?
He was at home with me. We were watching Gordon Ramsay.
- You follow his new show? - I try not to.
I can put on a stone watching cooking shows.
What about later that night?
He went to bed around 11.
His shifts are a bit irregular at the moment.
He says it's messing up his biorhythm.
So he tries to stick to a regular bedtime.
_
Hi.
Ah, shit! Oh, I'm sorry, ma'am.
So sorry, I didn't mean to startle you.
I thought everyone had gone home.
I hear you wanna hire a consultant.
Did Dan tell you that?
- Professor Tempest is... - It's a good initiative.
Just make sure you get authorisation from DI Rabbit first.
No!
_
This is Professor Tempest.
I'm calling about number 10 Worsley Street.
My mother has instructed you to sell the house.
There's been a change of circumstance.
It's no longer for sale. Thank you.
_
Morning. Where is everyone?
Yes.
The gig was a great success. Thanks for asking.
- Morning. - Morning, boss.
How's your grandmother?
Still pushing up daisies, last time I checked.
I beg your pardon?
My nana died ten years ago. Why are you asking?
Er...
- Professor, what are you doing here? - And who's this?
- Professor Tempest? - Oh, you know each other?
Jasper.
I was not expecting a reception committee.
Thank you for coming over.
We need to get a few things straightened out.
We very much appreciate your involvement in this case.
I'm not involved. Despite the best efforts of Sergeant Bossy Boots.
But if you really wanna help us catch this scumbag,
we need to make it official. So...
I do not catch scumbags. I study them.
You will need special permission to interview witnesses and suspects.
All information and leads must be shared,
and no more games behind anyone's back.
Even the most cursory study of criminal psychology will tell you
that there are certain constants
when it comes to profiling serious sexual offenders.
Men between 25 and 35. Parents divorced, usually in childhood.
Almost always the product of excessive discipline
or abusive behaviours, or both. Often single. Antisocial.
Problems with intimacy. Not unintelligent.
Mate, can you put the brakes on?
But with a fairly low verbal IQ.
So, we're looking for a single man, from a broken home,
- with a poor vocabulary. - Case solved!
We've got limited manpower, so we're focusing on males
with access to the building and a criminal record.
Our prime suspect, Henri Watson.
Works for the college canteen.
No alibi, and has a criminal record for a minor sexual offence.
Did a runner when we turned up at his door. Got a warrant out.
Dennis Banks works for the contractors who clean the college.
Has served prison time, but not for sexual offences.
His wife has vouched for his whereabouts
on the night of the crime. And then there's a caretaker
who was working in the building that night
and has no-one to confirm his whereabouts.
But he only has a drink-driving conviction from ten years ago.
And that's it. That's all we've got.
So far.
They're the main focus of our investigation.
But we're also broadening our search to include student key-card holders.
I really don't think that will be necessary, Detective Inspector.
I beg your pardon?
The perpetrator has been associated with the university
for at least five years. We can deduce that
courtesy of the diligent detective work of Detective Sergeant Donckers.
We believe the case is connected
to the rape of another young woman, named Saskia Dawson.
There are several features in common between the two.
A stolen necklace in both instances and similar inscriptions.
Revelations. Chapter 17. Verse five.
Ezekiel. Chapter 16. Verse 33.
"O profane woman.
"You bribe your lovers to come from all directions for your harlotries."
There's a high probability that you're looking for a churchgoer.
And the question you should be asking yourself is...
why has he waited so long before striking again?
- What triggered it? - Precisely.
He's lost control, and if that's the case...
- He's likely to rape again. - Exactly so.
Check with Student Welfare as well as the nearby hospitals.
Specifically for cases of sexual assault.
The purpose of education
is to replace a narrow mind with an open mind, Detective Inspector.
Ladies, gentlemen, Christina. I wish you a pleasant day.
Jasper.
This is not in the job description.
You have a visitor, Professor.
Sweetheart.
Mother.
Oh...
Your father loved this city.
That is one thing we can agree on.
And he loved you too, Jasper.
He did.
You do not need to tell me that, Mother.
And I love you...
even though I sometimes wonder why.
I was going to tell you about the house, darling.
When, exactly?
When an offer had been made,
I thought it would make it easier to give your blessing.
So you acknowledge that you require my blessing?
Legally, it requires your permission to be sold.
Permission that will not be granted.
What do you mean?
I intend to move in.
Don't be absurd.
You won't get through the front door without a gallon of bleach
and a hundredweight of wet wipes.
Why, darling?
Think of your lovely flat.
So clean and sterile.
But it is not home.
But that old house isn't our home any longer either, sweetheart.
It's a shell... of unhappy memories.
And this is Milly Standish.
She's the only other female patient admitted in the last 48 hours.
First year student. Same college as Diana Tyson.
She's in a coma. You won't be able to interview her like the others.
Can you say what happened to her?
Acute subdural haematoma.
She fell down a staircase, it says here.
- Any other injuries? - No.
Er... Excuse me for a moment.
- Let's go. - Wait.
What are you doing?
Education's purpose is to replace a narrow mind with an open mind.
So let's go through her belongings again
to see what we might have missed.
Why don't you check her pockets of whatever she was wearing?
Smell this.
It's pepper spray.
We need to get her round-the-clock protection as quick as possible.
Professor, we've got another one.
Thanks for skipping your lunch, Professor.
We wanted to do this as quickly as possible
before she changes her mind.
We meet again, Miss Tyson.
You're safe within the goldfish bowl...
'..of your psyche.
'Are you sure you wish to step outside?'
Well, I'd much rather stay the goldfish,
but it's not just about me, is it?
I told Diana we have another victim.
Very well.
Close your eyes.
Hold your horses.
I'm sitting in.
That will not be necessary.
Excuse us, please.
Sorry.
I'm still the sodding boss around here.
Your anger and frustration are misplaced, Detective Inspector.
I suggest your energies are better directed towards fixing the problems
you are so transparently experiencing in your private life.
He lost his only daughter six months ago in a hit-and-run accident.
I will channel your natural desire
to disassociate from these terrible events.
I will take you back, but as an observer,
not as Diana Tyson. Do you understand?
Can you see Diana on her bicycle?
Yes.
Has she reached the door yet?
Are you following her to the lavatories?
Mm-hm.
Do you notice anything unusual?
No.
You're in the cubicle.
She hears something.
Is it significant?
Oh, my God!
What's she doing now?
'She comes out of the cubicle.'
She washes her hands.
The mirror! There's someone there.
What does he do to Diana?
'He drags her by the hair.'
He rips her necklace.
- Can you see his face? - No, he's...
'He's got a balaclava on.'
But what about his eyes? His hands?
His right hand, he's...
He's got a tattoo. It's...
four or... five dots.
Five dots?
Well done, Miss Tyson.
Well done.
A prison tattoo.
Mm.
Dennis Banks served prison time.
We need to speak to your husband, Mrs Banks.
Show me your hands, please, Mr Banks.
Turn them over.
Can you come with us, please, Mr Banks?
Professor, did you get the notes I sent
from my interview with Jasmine Banks?
He fits your profile,
and we found this.
It's Diana Tyson's chain,
but he claims he found it while he was cleaning.
A jury might believe him.
Without a confession, we may not have sufficient to hold him.
What about his alibi?
Well, his wife swears blind he was home all night,
asleep for most of it.
'The time is 6:12pm.
'I am DS Donckers, and present with me...'
..in the room is Dennis Banks,
and police consultant Professor Jasper Tempest.
It's really quite a transformation, Mr Banks.
A choir boy at 12 and convict at 20.
From songbird to jailbird.
It says here you served four years for holding up a newsagents.
Four years.
Locked up with the pushers and the paedophiles.
No wonder you got a tattoo.
- Are you buying this? - Just give it a chance.
Then a lifetime of emptying bins.
My idea of hell, Mr Banks.
'Cleaning up the filth of people your own age
'who won't give you so much as the time of day.'
'Revelations. Chapter 17.'
"A woman full of abominations
"and the filthiest of her fornication."
So you give in to your grievance.
And you get away with it.
Why stop there?
Then you meet, um...
..Jasmine.
And finally you have some semblance
of the life you've always prayed for.
'On your hands and knees.'
As your eyes look to God, but your thoughts turn to the Devil.
This is bollocks.
'Jasmine was all you needed to lock that part of you away.'
Winters.
How did you find out she was having an affair, Mr Banks?
You'd taken a sleeping pill
so why would your wife need to check up on you?
Unless she had a very good reason
for wanting to be absolutely certain you were asleep.
She'd been acting funny.
I said I was going to bed,
that I'd taken something to help me sleep.
I heard her on the phone.
'She left minutes later.'
She broke her promise to you,
so you broke your promise to yourself?
Dennis Banks, did you rape Saskia Dawson and Diana Tyson,
and are you guilty of the attempted rape of Milly Standish?
Milly's no longer in a coma, Dennis.
Dennis Banks, did you rape Saskia Dawson and Diana Tyson,
and attempt to rape Milly Standish?
I need to hear you say it!
Yes.
_
- Thank you, Jasper. - My pleasure, Christina.
This just came for you, Professor.
I see.
I'm not going to clean it.
_
'Crime is inherently traumatic.
'A narrow snapshot of the event encodes onto the brain.'
Within seconds, this memory starts to fade, to become contaminated,
turning us into unreliable narrators.
'A violent event leaves a wound
'which spreads and infects everything.'
Hi.
I know it's been a long time, but...
we got him.
'Trauma scrambles the senses, ladies and gentlemen.'
It transforms even the most lucid mind into a labyrinth.
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