Guv? I've, got you a present.
Frank?
I did what you asked
and had a look at that PM report for your neighbour.
- Let me show you something. - Is that a ballerina?
Declan gave it to me. Do you remember?
Everyone thought he was the stalker.
- You can't come in. - Are you serious?
Are you OK?
Honestly, I don't know.
You let me stand in front of him.
I was trying to end all this.
It's you.
Yes, it's me.
Huw?
Huw, are you awake?
How are we feeling?
A bit rough?
Coffee?
How do you like it?
What did you put in my drink?
I think you'll find that was your own doing.
I heard what you said.
What, you think I didn't hear you?
I'm sorry. What?
I knew it was you.
I always knew.
Huw, you were off your face last night.
- I don't know what you think you heard. - "Think"?
All I know is you came in,
you were staggering around, saying very weird stuff about...
death, guilt, Ruth.
- No. - And then you passed out.
Now, let me make you some breakfast.
Toast.
You coppers and your booze.
I bet you've ended up here a few times, hm?
- I heard Frank liked a tipple. - Don't...
you mention... my friend.
- It's terrible that he's gone. - I know you killed him.
And I know... I know what you are.
And now I know...
I'm coming for you.
I'm gonna put you away.
Whatever you say, Huw.
I think you're still drunk.
- No, you're not coming in. - Oh, Margot.
No. And Mum says so too.
- Oh, where is she? - She's at work.
- Oh, love, come on. - How's Ruth?
Was it just like the old days?
And the daughter you never had?
"The daughter"... Is that what you think?
Oh, sweets, she was never that. She's just a troubled young woman.
Who needs you more than I do?
Don't worry, Dad, my skin's pretty thick these days.
- Look, you just don't understand what is going on. - Yes, I do.
Mum told me.
- You think Patrick's the stalker. - Well, he is, isn't he?
The guy that moved in opposite?
You're sick!
- Margot, I just... - You're sick,
and you won't get better.
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'Sorry, can't get to the phone right now. Leave a message.'
Hi. Hi, Jenny.
Listen... I... I need to talk to you cos...
Could you just ring me urgently, please?
I need you to look into the PM report
for my neighbour Frank.
He's... There's something wrong with...
There's something... Yeah. OK.
Yeah. Just call me.
Hey, Patrick.
You're back. Was it somewhere nice?
Yeah. Grotty hotel, in a conference room.
Didn't see the sky for three days.
How's Liz?
She's a bit out of sorts. You heard about this?
About what?
She said someone was in our house.
She's seen someone? No, but...
she's a bit freaked out.
Feels like someone's casing the joint, you know?
What?
Nothing. No, nothing.
Well, it's just this...
this thing happened last night.
What?
Huw turned up in the middle of the night.
As in, there he is walking into my house.
Seriously? Yeah, he was drunk.
He was off his tits.
Yeah, he ended up passing out on my sofa.
What was he doing in your house?
I have no idea.
You know, when he was doing that big case, the one he flunked,
he had some sort of breakdown.
Oh, he had a breakdown?
God.
So...?
So he's got form for odd behaviour.
And you think it could have been Huw in your house?
No, come on, Steve. He's a cop.
He WAS a cop.
Just keep an eye out, yeah?
Hello, Declan.
No!
I know that I'm the last person you want to see, but...
I am not the stalker. Stop harassing me!
I know, I know.
I... I'm sorry.
You've ruined my life!
You left me to rot. I did.
I did.
But something's happened.
I don't care.
Declan, I need your help. God, no!
No. No!
No! Declan.
No!
You said he's been calling you?
He's a twat.
Asking for favours. He's supposed to be retired.
Yeah, well, I'm not answering. All right?
Ruth's expecting us, yeah? Yeah.
Yeah, she said she'd be in all morning.
Curtains are still shut.
Lights are still on.
Ruth?
Hi, it's Jenny.
Ma-Martin?
Oh, man.
I'll call it in.
You OK?
I've seen this before.
All right, Huw?
Hello, Ripton County Police.
'Hi, it's Ruth. Leave a message.'
Yeah. Hi, Ruth. Listen...
I'm just so, so sorry.
What I've done to you, I... I...
Sometimes, I just can't stop, I...
'And, you know...
'somehow, I've always found a way to hurt you,
'and... and now, well...
'now... now what I've done is even worse, and...
'I'm just so sorry, Ruth.
'I know it... Well, it's way too late. I...
'Oh, God.'
- It was quite funny. - It sounds quite funny.
Yeah. Yeah, he was a bit... But embarrassing.
Sometimes, he gets a bit...
Hi. Hi, Mum.
Patrick. Hello. Alice....
I need to ask you something. Go on.
Huw ended up on my sofa last night.
Oh, that's where he went. Yeah.
Was a little worse for wear.
I'm not judging, but...
Yeah, he seemed a bit...
What was the word?
Yeah, "ragged".
Is he OK?
Yeah, yeah, of course he's OK.
He thinks you're trouble, though.
Getting him smashed like that.?
He's blaming me?
Well, I'm guessing he wasn't the one pouring the trebles.
Oh, well. My bad.
Great.
I'll stop worrying.
It's just some of the stuff he was saying.
W-What stuff?
Oh, you know what your dad's like.
Give me a hand with the shopping, please.
Thanks.
There's not much.
I'll leave you to it. OK.
I hope I didn't say anything wrong. No, not at all.
It's just I sometimes wonder how you cope with Huw.
I sometimes wonder how you're single.
A handsome, charming man like you. Alice.
Behave.
But Margot's too young for you.
What?
No. No, I just see her as a friend.
She's too young for that too.
Nice seeing you. Take care.
He's a good guy, you know. No matter what Dad says.
Your dad is a complicated man, Margot.
And I know he's not the father you wanted,
but he's never been a fool.
Yeah, what does that mean?
It means that... Just stay away from Patrick, please.
How can you still believe Dad after all the bullshit?
He finally turned up, by the way. Your dad?
Well, where is he? I don't know.
I told him to get lost.
Well, how did he seem? He seemed rough, and he stank.
Margot! What was he like? It was like how he was before.
When he'd disappear for days.
You remember?
And then he'd finally turn up just as he was about to solve the case.
"This time, I've got him."
It's always, "Just you wait. Tomorrow."
You do remember.
And then he'd vanish again.
Go see Ruth.
And you'd be left standing by the door,
trying to pretend everything was OK,
and I didn't know how to help.
I don't know why you're not more angry.
Because I am worried about him.
I'm sorry, Mum.
Declan?
Declan. I know you're in there. Just open up.
I told you.
Declan, I know that you hate me,
and I... I'd feel the same way, but... listen.
I'm coming in, all right? I've got nowhere else to go.
I still get a brick through my window every now and then.
It doesn't matter that I didn't do it.
Cos once your face is all over TV...
Yeah, well, I paid for my failures too.
Not like me.
Well, you had links to all the victims.
Which he must have planted.
I didn't know any of them.
Well, you knew Ruth.
She's different.
I never did anything bad. I just liked to watch her.
She's so pretty, you know.
She's like a little sugar fairy on top of a cake.
Why did he pick you?
I don't know. Cos no one cares about me?
Oh. Why did he even know about you?
When you realised it wasn't me
and that CCTV proved that I couldn't have done
half the crimes that you've charged me for,
no-one, not even you, asked me that.
I was taken off the case, so...
You wouldn't have come anyway.
So Ruth was the only one that you actually had a connection with.
All the rest were... total strangers.
So... So that means that he would have been watching Ruth,
and that's where he would have noticed you.
Or he's watching you, and that's why he would have seen her.
And you were stalking her, so... I wasn't stalking her!
I just... thought we could be friends.
She's a beautiful dancer.
I saw this ballerina statue in an antique shop...
and it made me think of her.
So I...
I got it fixed up and...
I gave it to her.
You scared her. No.
No, I'm not like that!
What do you care?
It's done. You're done.
I'm done.
No, but something's changed, something's happening,
something... something new.
Sure it has.
If I can find out what the connection is between...
between you and the... and the victims
and why he picked you, you know, why he even met you,
then I can work out why he chose the rest. Do you see?
And do what? Then I've got the proof.
So think.
Think, why you?
The same reason he wrote you all of those letters.
He knew you loved the chase as much as the catches.
You and him, me and him - dirty men.
Do you ever think about the link between you and your victims?
What? You met me, and my life is trashed.
Ruth too, right?
How's your wife?
Your family?
Who's done more damage - you or the stalker?
That's a stupid thing to say.
Really?
Name me a single person who's better off for knowing you!
Hey, give Ruth my love - if you dare.
Yeah. Yeah.
Well, that's useful. All right, I'll see you later.
All right, see you.
Neighbour says she saw a man banging on Ruth's door
two nights ago, trying to break in.
Guess the description she gave.
Male, white, 50s, balding.
I can't believe he went back there after he promised...
What a prick. Prick? Jen.
He was there at the scene of the crime,
at the time of the murder.
A murder which looks just like all the other victims
of the old Ripton Stalker case.
No. See, I was wrong about that.
It's not the same. It's cruder.
I mean, it's similar, but the stabbing is different.
It's a different kind of rope. Different knots.
All right, so a copycat, then? Yeah, maybe.
Or someone pretending to be the stalker.
I just... I don't know.
Huw would.
Yeah, well, we could ask him.
Nice and formally with his solicitor present.
Look, Martin... Look, Jen, I know he's your mate.
No, he's not a mate.
Five minutes ago, he was my boss, and he was a great boss, too.
Whatever you all thought.
He's involved in this. You don't know that.
He was there. He left that weird phone message.
There's all these links to the stalker.
It's all circumstantial. It's... It's dodgy, is what it is.
Look, I'm not saying he's the killer, OK?
Not yet, anyway.
Scary. But you're OK?
Bit wobbly, to be honest. I bet.
But Paul's home. What, him?
What's he gonna do? Scare him off with his Kindle?
Oh, he's better than nothing, I suppose.
Oh, I don't like it.
It just feels like we're being watched.
And what's this about you catching Huw in your house?
I think... Well, I hope it was a misunderstanding.
Like how?
And don't worry about the twins.
Oh, my God.
Whatever this is, I'm sure they're perfectly fine.
OK, OK. It's OK.
Tina.
Just call me whenever you want.
Thanks. I mean it. Thank you.
What did he want?
He was just being friendly.
What? He said that we can call him if anything happens.
What do we need him for?
Why have you got your pants in a twist?
He's been saying shit about Huw.
Huw was the first friend I made when we moved in. Yeah.
And you've always thought he was a hero because he was a cop.
You and your true crime podcasts.
No, I admired him because he's bloody good at his job.
And he's a proper friend, too.
What, he's not a friend now? Cos Patrick's here?
How does that work?
Oh!
Oh, thanks for coming.
There's some fruit... salad... a tub of pasta.
Yeah. Have you got the report?
Frank's postmortem, yes. There.
You know Margot's still fuming with you.
God... Well, she'll... she'll calm down.
I mean, you-you'll talk to her.
What were you doing at Patrick's last night?
Here, Alice, you know, he confessed to me, he admitted it.
What? Yeah, yeah.
Just out of the blue? He admitted it?
Yeah. No, I mean, he j-just said it, just to kind of mess with my head.
And of course, he denied it in the morning.
When you were sober. But he said it.
And then he kept going on about Frank.
Just... teasing me, almost,
letting me know that he... he'd killed him.
They've spotted that there was no chloroform or other sedatives,
but I think that he was drugged with some kind of natural herb
that showed the same qualities.
There it is!
Gelsemium.
Yeah, there were traces of it in the bloodstream,
but they don't tell me how much.
Do you think the coroner wouldn't have spotted something like this?
Listen to yourself.
You think that Patrick confessed to killing Frank.
I don't think. I don't think.
I know. I heard him.
Because he told you when you were so drunk that you passed out.
I know what I heard.
You just don't see it, do you?
You don't see how bad you are.
And I've told you.
I've warned you, but you just carry on anyway.
But I know it's Patrick!
I do... And I need you to believe me, Alice.
I can't do this any more.
I can't. You're drowning, and you're pulling me down with you.
But this... this... I know... I know I'm right.
This time! Huw!
I promise. I promise, Alice.
Just save your promises. Please.
Just prove it.
Or I can't be with you.
Steve. Steve. Steve.
Oh, my God. Wake up.
There's somebody down there.
S-Steve. Yeah, OK.
Wait, wait, wait.
Wait, what are you gonna do? What are you gonna do?
What?
No, Steve, Steve, wait.
I've got a baseball bat,
so whoever's in here,
you're gonna get your skull caved in, you hear me?
Cheers, mate.
I'd do it myself, but you need a special drill bit.
No worries. Happy to help.
Well, what are we gonna do about Huw? Are we gonna tell Alice?
Well, we didn't actually see him, though, did we?
Well, no-one's getting past that.
What are you saying? You don't think it's Huw?
Is it his golf club?
You called the police, right? Yeah.
They said they'd send someone round, but I'm not holding my breath.
Yeah, with Huw, they'll look after one of their own, I bet.
Right, so what are we gonna do?
What, do we just wait for Huw to break in again?
He's been in all of our houses over the years -
he's gonna know how to get in.
I don't wanna think about it. I'm off to the hardware store.
I'm gonna get a chunky hammer. What?
If anyone wants to break in again, bring it on.
Oh, for God's sake. Bring it on.
Try not to stress too much, guys.
Yeah....Hi. Yeah.
'Paul, yeah.' A-Are you around?
Well, no. I...
I wanna talk to you about Patrick.
Hi.
Did you hear that someone broke into Liz and Steve's house?
No.
Nothing's been stolen yet, but things have...
Been moved around, haven't they?
Reordered.
Yeah.
How many houses?
I don't know, but, a few.
And everyone thinks it's you.
It's cos Patrick's being a devious arsehole, isn't he?
I knew it.
He's way too chummy.
Liz is winding Tina up about all the break-ins.
The two of them are getting really shrieky.
Yeah, well, they need to be.
You think he's dangerous?
Yes. Yes, Paul.
He's dangerous.
How about I help?
I could have a snoop about his place when he's out.
No, no, he mustn't know that you're onto him.
No, he'd be... He'd be at work.
Just, Paul, whatever you do, just... just...
just don't get involved, all right?
'So think. Think, why you?
'The same reason he wrote you all of those letters.
'He knew you loved the chase as much as the catches.
'She's a beautiful dancer.
'I saw this ballerina statue in an antique shop,
'and it made me think of her.
'So... I got it fixed up, and I gave it to her.
'saw this ballerina statue in an antique shop.
'I got it fixed up, and...'
Wait, what?
This ballerina statue that you gave to Ruth.
Now, what was wrong with it? Just slow down.
You said you got it fixed up, right?
Now, what did that actually mean, Declan, OK?
So w-what was wrong with it?
I-I dropped it when I first got it. I dropped it and the arm snapped.
So you repaired it. OK. You took it to a repair shop, didn't you?
Yes.
Yeah, was it Harbottle Repair Shop on Murray Street?
I don't know. Maybe.
Maybe?! I-I don't remember.
I'd know it if I saw it.
OK, so... So, the guy, the guy who repaired it, OK?
So, just... just describe him.
He-He was a nice guy. Friendly. Didn't charge too much.
No! No, no. What did he look like?
It was years ago.
I popped in, dropped it off, came back a week later.
I barely spent five minutes with the fella.
I-Is that him?
Are you seriously telling me that you can't even describe this guy?
What if I took you down the police station?
What would you say then, eh?
Wh...
He...
Well, he was really charming.
And he loved the statue.
And he... he said that he could see
that I wanted to give it to someone really special,
so it deserved a special treatment.
He did a perfect job.
He...
He shook my hand,
took my picture cos he could see how pleased I was.
He was a nice guy.
Maybe it's not him.
Dad?
I just came to get this. It's...
Don't worry. I'm not staying.
So, I understand that I've hurt you
and how much I've hurt you, and...
I didn't mean it, I promise.
I hate it.
It's the worst thing in the world, just the way you look at me. I...
O-One day, I'll make you proud of me.
See you soon, sweets.
I love you.
I knew you'd need me.
Right...
So...
W-What are we looking for?
Well, we're looking for a link.
Right.
These, they're crime scene photographs from the second victim.
He's a 64-year-old man called...
Brian Townsend.
Right.
This is, paperwork from his home office.
See, he was a bit of a hoarder, so he never threw anything away.
Oh, that...
Oh, my God, that's it.
What?
That's the link. It's a... It's a receipt.
"Recondition and repair of an antique carriage clock".
Yeah, but look, look who's... look who's signed it.
Patrick Harbottle.
L-Let's go and tell the cops! No, they're not gonna do anything.
This is just another piece of paper.
This is the link, you see. It's the shop.
The shop is the link.
How you getting on? Yeah, good.
I'm just typing up the report now.
Oh, great. Well done.
One last thing.
Forensics found this fallen under the mattress,
lodged at the back.
Add it to the report, yeah?
What?
I just...
I need to... talk to Huw.
About what?
Well, what a nice surprise.
I know what you are.
Even if no-one else... Even if...
Even if all of these lot fall for it.
Well, what can I say? I'm a people pleaser.
Are they all up there?
How do you mean?
Do any of them not make it onto the wall?
Well, the ones who aren't happy,
normally, they don't want their photograph taken.
So there's them.
You really are very charming.
He was right.
Who was right?
Catch you later.
Right.
Oh, fuck!
Fuck! Fuck!
'Hey, Huw.'
What's up?
'Yeah, hi, hi, Paul. Listen...'
I know what I said earlier on, but I really do need your help.
'Yes!'
Here we go. W-What do you need?
OK. I want you to go into Patrick's back garden,
and in there, there's a key.
'Up the gnome's arse.'
Right? 'Yeah, that's right. So...'
Promise me that you'll go in and out in a flash, OK?
I promise, I won't be a hero.
What do you need?
OK, so, there's...
Upstairs in his bedroom, under... under his bed,
there's an old case.
'Oh, yeah.'
I know the one.
Well, how could you possibly know?
Because I just took it out of his house.
You what? 'Yeah.'
I decided to have a little snoop around after all.
I was in and out like a ninja.
Sorry, y-you've got the case?
'Yeah. I can't get it open, though.'
That combination lock is a bugger, eh?
What do you think's inside?
There's Polaroids.
There are Polaroids of every victim that he has killed.
OK? So I just want you to stay put, Paul.
Are you all right, Mum?
You're not getting a divorce, are you?
No. Not yet.
He... He just won't stop lying, Margot.
He won't stop. He's obsessed.
He won't do anything that doesn't suit him.
He is bloody-minded.
He's not thinking about us at all.
I shouldn't even be talking to you about this.
But you're the only person I trust.
Do you think that Patrick is the stalker?
Really?
I don't... I don't know.
What do you think, Mum?
I think your dad's right.
When I saw the way Patrick was with you,
I knew something was wrong.
I'm gonna call him, tell him to come home.
Oi. Hey, Huw, we need to talk.
Sorry, mate, I can't. Not now.
No, you really can.
Steve. Steve, I can't.
Fine.
Fine. I'll tell you what.
I'll be back in a second. You can explain something to me.
Oi! Recognise this?
Don't walk away!
Hey, hey!
Excuse me. Over here.
Paul?
Paul, is that you?
Oh, my God! God!
Paul! Oh, God. No, no.
It's all right. No, no. No, no.
Just stay calm. Stay calm.
Huw! It's all right.
I'm here, Paul. It's OK, it's OK.
It was Tina's house.
That's Dad! Huw!
What's happened?
Dad! No, no, no.
I'm his wife. Huw! What's happening?
You can't go any further. This is a crime scene. Huw!
Excuse me. Sorry, this is my house.
Yes, certainly. I need you to...
Has there been an accident?
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