You're depressed? Yes.
How depressed? Very.
- Suicidal? - Yes.
- The shame of being caught? - Yes.
Yeah.
The goods are laid out like that in order to tempt you.
You've been tempted beyond
endurance, which is exactly what they want.
There's no shame in that whatsoever.
- What supermarket was this? Valubuy's.
Did they call the police? Yes.
- Do you mind me asking how old you are? 78.
It's not you, is it, Mum? No.
Are there any shoplifters listening?
Here's a woman of 78 almost driven to suicide by Valubuy's supermarket.
Get down there. All shoplifters. Calling all shoplifters!
- Get down to Valubuy's and clean them out. Fitz, that's enough.
And even if you're not a shoplifter,
why not become one for just one day?
Think about it.
You'll get caught. How?
Someone'll tell on you.
- I've been doing it for months, Mum. - Sooner or later, someone'll tell.
- Why? - Because that's the way people are.
- It's only a few hours taxiing, that's all.
I'm trying to listen to this.
You can't work and claim social security.
- So, I stop signing on, yeah? - Yeah.
- Don't be ridiculous. - It's got nothing to do with you.
If he doesn't claim the soshe, what happens to it?
I'm trying to listen to this.
It stays down in London, that's what.
Is right, see. - It's stealing.
For God's sake, Mother, loads of people do it.
Is that Trish? - Yeah.
Good night.
We've been together three months, Floyd.
Yeah?
So...
So what?
- Come up. - We're OK here.
What's wrong?
Floyd?
You wouldn't like me naked.
Why not?
You think I'd laugh at you?
Not laugh.
No.
- Can you dance? - Eh?
- Can you dance? - Can I dance?
I taught Saint Vitus.
Oh, my God.
Hello, Fitz.
I thought you were staying in tonight.
Thank you.
Fitz, this is Peter.
Can you do this?
Just walk.
- How old do you think I am? - Late forties.
Bang goes your tip.
That's one bad joke. I don't know why I'm laughing at it.
Have you heard this? This fella gets his nudger cut off by his wife.
So he goes to the hospital for a
transplant and they offer him this 4" one.
And he goes, "No good to me, that, you know. "
All right, Floyd?
- Not much doing? - No.
So they offer him a 6" one. And he
goes, "Haven't you got any bigger than that?"
So they show him the 12" ones. And he goes er...
- What were you talking about? - What d'you mean?
I came up, you stopped talking. Why?
No reason in particular.
So he goes, "That's much better, but haven't you got any in white?"
- Catherine, isn't it? - Yes.
I'm not gonna hurt you, Catherine.
I know you're frightened, but honest, I'm not gonna hurt you.
If you don't struggle, Catherine,
if you don't struggle, Catherine, you'll enjoy this.
Promise me, Catherine, that you won't struggle
and I promise you that you'll enjoy this.
- Is that a deal, Catherine? - Yes.
Is that a deal?
Put this on.
Put this on your head, Catherine.
Lie down.
Lie down!
Are you OK, Catherine?
Catherine...
Is Tom good to you?
What?
Is he good to you?
Is he the jealous type?
If I was married to you, Catherine...
...I wouldn't let you out of my sight.
♪ When you're in love with a beautiful woman
♪ You watch her eyes
♪ When you're in love with a beautiful woman
♪ You watch her eyes
♪ Everybody wants her
♪ Everybody loves her
♪ Everybody wants to take your woman home
- It's good to get the sex out of the way, isn't it?
Yes.
Sorry?
I said yes.
Was it too fast for you, Catherine? Over too soon?
No.
Is it Catherine or Cathy?
- Catherine. - Catherine, hm.
You know, when we lived in caves, Catherine,
we were vulnerable during sex.
Take too long and there'd be a tiger at your throat.
Do it quick, and you'd live to do it again.
Have you ever thought of it like that?
No.
Do you fancy a swim?
Police.
There's been another rape.
I brought you some mints. You don't want to be smelling of whisky.
Right. Thanks.
And when I get the chance, I'd like to explain.
There's nothing to explain.
Did the earth move?
8.2 on the Richter scale, and those Krauts are accurate.
There's a possibility that this man has raped twice before.
Dr Fitzgerald's helping us to catch him.
But if you'd prefer it, he'll wait outside.
That's fine.
Right.
Did he wear a mask?
Did he put a hood over your head?
Yes.
Was there anything else?
Sometimes when somebody's raped, things happen.
Things that are very difficult to talk about.
Was there something like that?
He combed my hair.
Not here.
After he finished, he combed my hair.
- Has he done that before? - Yes.
- We'd like you to take some tests. Is that OK?
What?
- It's just a precaution. - You mean Aids?
There's no evidence he's got it.
- Were the other two women clear? - Yes. After the first tests.
Would you like to phone your husband?
Um...
Would you like to tell him in person?
I can't.
The thing is, he'll need to bring you some more clothes,
because we have to examine what you were wearing.
Would you like me to phone him?
He'll be at work.
Yes?
Why, what's happened?
I'll kill the bastard!
OK, have you all got your lists?
Bobby, just shut up a minute, will you?
Right, have you all got your lists?
OK, now we're inviting all these guys in, OK?
Cos they're all perverts. And they're perverts with previous.
So no-one's gonna complain if you lean on them. Understand me?
Aaagh! Get off me!
If you've got a minute, sir, we'd like you to pop down to the station.
I've done nothing. I'll come with you, but I've done nothing.
I've never been out of the frigging house.
- Argh! - Mind you don't bump your head. Get in.
- Mrs Malcolm? Is Floyd in? - What?
He's in bed! He's done nothing!
He was in all night!
- Which room? - Up there.
- Why didn't you say so? - He's done nothing wrong.
My sors done nothing wrong! He's been in there all night!
Floyd Malcolm? Floyd Malcolm?
- Yeah? - Get dressed, lad.
- Who are you? - Michael Aspel. Get your kit on.
Do you know why we brought you in?
You think I raped a woman in 1989.
- Well, didn't you? - No.
I was sent down for it.
But I've never raped no-one in me lifetime.
- So can I go now, please? - Where were you last night?
Driving the cab.
I finished about eight.
I went home and I stayed home.
Me mum, me brother and me sister
- three people, right? They'll back that up.
Can I go now?
Please?
Look...
I don't need to rape.
The old ones are always the best.
I drive a cab.
I pick up women full of booze. I get plenty of offers.
I don't need to rape.
Please let me go.
OK. Go on, you can go.
White women get raped by white men.
Believe it or not, Jimmy, the big black
guy lurking in the alleyway, it's a myth.
- He's signing on. - Yeah, I know.
We should tell the soshe. He drives a cab.
For Christ's sake, Jimmy, get real.
What do you get out of it?
I don't touch women.
It was a 12-year-old boy the last time.
I just like to look at them.
My mother will be worried about me.
I'm sorry, but I'll have to ask you a few questions about what happened.
Did penetration take place?
Yes.
- Vaginal? - Yes.
Rectal?
No.
Oral?
No.
Did he use a condom? What?
Some do.
No, he didn't.
Did he ejaculate?
Yes.
Thank you.
It's so much easier when the victim's educated.
I'm just going to take some blood now.
You owe it to yourself to help catch this man, Catherine.
- That man's a threat to us all. - You know it all by heart, don't you?
I do, yes. I'm sorry.
- Mr Carter? - Yeah.
Dr Fitzgerald.
So, he combed your hahr to get rhd of strands of hhs own.
He dragged you hnto the pool to destroy traces of hhs semen.
This guy knows police procedure inside out.
He's done it before and he's been caught.
He's learned the hard way to destroy all the evidence he can.
He's done ht before?
Twice before. This is the third time.
What are you playing at, for God's sake, eh? He's raped three times.
Tom, they're only trying to help.
- He's got a record and you can't catch him.
If it was your wife, you'd catch him, I'm bloody sure of that!
Excuse me.
You say he used your name?
Yeah.
- Can I come in? - What about Fidel?
His name's Peter.
- Oh, the Peter? - Yes.
Please let me come in and explain.
OK.
What do you want me to say to hhm?
"I've met a mhddle-aged, marrhed man,
slept with him a couple of times while his wife was away,
so I'm sorry, Peter, four years of friendship's down the Swanee"?
Did you sleep with him?
Ignore that. Sorry, that came from down here. Engage the brain.
It's your body to do with exactly as you wish. What
right have I got to ask a question like that?
If Judith came back, I might well do exactly the same thing.
No, sorry, it's not working. The green-eyed monster's growling.
Ignore the sodding brain.
Dhd you sleep whth that man?
That's my business.
So you did sleep with him.
If that's what you want to think, fine.
Three straight A's, no doubt. He's young,
fit. You've had four years' practice.
But for God's sake, Panandle, did it have to be somebody so bloody perfect?
Couldn't he have had just a hint of a pot belly or something?
He spoke to me. He didn't utter one intelligible word, but he spoke to me.
He sahd, "You're a dhrty old man, Fhtz, the grave beckonng,
trying to get your hands one last time on some firm young flesh. "
I know that's not true.
Can I stay?
I'll get an E for effort, no doubt.
How is she?
Er... So-so.
- Thanks. - You're welcome.
Where dhd you come? Sorry?
Oldest? Youngest? Smack bang hn the mhddle.
Do you resent that? Yes.
The mhddle chhld's neglected, yes? Yes.
Your two older brothers bully you...
James Molloy? Yes.
DS Beck, DC Harrhman.
You're a caretaker here, Mr Molloy?
No, I'm a cleaner.
You've been convhcted of hndecent assault,
and last night in this building, where you work, Mr Molloy, a woman was raped.
- Now, is that just coincidence? - Yes.
- He didn't do it. - Would you like to come to the station?
I'm not going anywhere.
- Where were you last night? - At home.
We knocked on your door and got no answer.
I was in all night, watching telly.
What did you watch?
- Do you have a girlfriend, James? - Answer my questions, Mr Molloy.
- What did you watch? - EastEnders.
It wasn't on.
Have you ever had a girlfriend, James?
No. I meant Coronation Street.
- And after that? - I went out.
- You said you stayed in all night. - Till about nine o'clock.
- That's hardly all night. Where did you go?
The pub.
- Which one? - The Admiral.
The man we're looking for forms a relationship with his victims.
- Is that your local? - Yes.
- You're well known there? - Yes.
- So, they'll back this up? - Anybody home?
- So they'll back this up, Mr Molloy? - I don't know.
James Molloy? Yeah.
- The cleaner? - That's right.
I thought it was someone younger.
Why?
What?
Why did you think he was younger?
I just did.
What led you to him?
He's just answering a few questions.
Yeah, but why is he answering a few questions? What led you to him?
- I can't tell you that. - He's done it before?
- I can't tell you that. - He has, hasn't he?
Could it have been Molloy?
I don't know, he wore a mask.
- But he spoke, didn't he? - Yeah, but I didn't see him.
Could it have been his voice? Could it have been Molloy's voice?
Yeah. Yeah, could've been.
This guy talks to his victims
incessantly. He tries to form a relationship.
So he's had broken relationships in the past.
He lied. Nobody saw him down the pub.
Innocent men don't lie. You only lie if you've got something to hide.
Look, he's been hurt, right?
The women he rapes are either women he's
used to or the sort he aspires to, right?
Whereas James - don't take this
personally - aspires to nothing and nobody.
The mars a nonentity. This man gets letters from Reader's Digest
saying that he has not been included in their draw.
Besides, the man we're looking for can swim. Whereas...
...I'll bet you 20 quid the bugger drowns.
Get a lifeguard!
- Sorry, James. A bit of medieval justice.
If you drown, you're innocent. If you swim, you're guilty.
- It's a bit catch-22, really, isn't it? - Get him out!
- Come on, James, do something! Swim! - If this guy drowns, it's down to you!
- I'm not carrying the can if this guy drowns!
- I've got 20 quid riding on this! Swim!
Swim! Swim!
Swim, man! Swim!
We were wrong about Molloy. I'm sorry.
- You've let him go? - Yeah.
- Can I come in a minute? - Yeah.
You will enjoy every moment, I assure you.
Do you want me to tell Mum?
About her.
No!
But you're doing this to make Mum jealous, aren't you?
She can't be jealous if she doesn't know.
It's not about making your mother jealous.
Do you want Mum back?
- Most of the time, yeah. - Well, so do I.
But if she comes back and finds Boadicea
here, she's gonna get off again, isn't she?
I mean, he tried to be nce.
Just talked to me for ages.
He asked me about Tom.
Asked me if he was the jealous type.
Like he was talking to some friend, you know.
Using my name all the time. Catherine this and...
He was um...
He said he was good, and if I didn't struggle, I'd enjoy it.
- We could leave it there for now. - No, I want to carry on.
You see...
...I don't think he thought he'd raped me at all.
In his mind it wasn't rape.
Have your circumstances changed since your last interview, Mr Malcolm?
My bowels have improved a little bit.
Have you done any work over the last two weeks?
Yeah, man. Understudied for Arnie Schwarzenegger.
Next week, I'm the Milky Bar Kid.
- Where were you born, Mr Malcolm? - I born ar raised in Liverpool.
You speak with a Jamaican accent.
Me family from Jamaica.
- I'm afraid we'll need to see your passport.
Me don't have a passport.
And I'm going to have to terminate this interview until you've...
- Me don't have a passport! I need my money!
Would you like to see a supervisor?
I've seen them on Crimewatch.
I've always thought they don't do any good
just titillate the audience.
A reconstruction can jog someone's memory.
- Can I be there? - I don't want you there.
- You're not up to it. - It was three months ago.
It's about time I started doing things on my own.
- That's OK? - Whatever you want.
When?
Tomorrow?
- Right. - Great.
So, listen. She's about 80 and she walks into the police station.
Hey, are you listening?
She's about 80-odd years of age and she walks into the station.
She had a few ginger whiskers...
She had a few ginger whiskers, and more mascara than Julian Clary.
And her lipstick looked as though she'd been drinking Ribena.
She said, "Excuse me, officer. I've been raped. "
I said, "I'm sorry, madam. When did this happen?"
She said, "61 years ago. "
I said, "I can't charge anyone with this if it was 61 years ago!"
She said, "No, I don't want you to charge
anyone, I just want to talk about it. "
Can I ask you something?
How come... how come he gets two drinks and we only get one?
There's more of him.
- No, I think it indicates something. It certainly does.
- You're soft for buying me them. Scunthorpe! Scunthorpe!
I think it indicates that you think you're something special.
Jhmmy, leave it out, will you?
Virginia Bottomley. There's something about that name.
It makes you want to put her over your knee and give her a good spanking.
You're twisted and you're a pervert,
and you'll make a bloody good policeman.
Do you think he's dead?
Most rape victims don't even bother reporting it.
- Why do they let themselves be raped? - Jimmy, they don't let themselves.
- Bollocks. - No way.
It's violence or the threat of violence.
Bollocks. You can't thread a moving needle.
- What? - You can't thread a moving needle.
- They let themselves be raped. Shall I say why?
Yeah, please do.
- Because subconsciously they want it. - Bollocks, Jimmy.
Do you fantasise about rape?
If she does, it doesn't include violence.
- Stay out of this. Do you? You're on my pitch here.
I couldn't give a shit. Do you fantasise about rape?
It has nothing to do with violence.
Do you fantasise about rape?
Sometimes... yes, I do.
Excuse me.
Had a smell of the barman's apron, have we, Jim?
I just wanted her to answer the question.
Are you all right?
- Do you think he should be on this case?
Jimmy Beck?
Couldn't we find someone more sensitive? Attila the Hun
someone like that.
- You'd go off the case before Beck, love.
Thank you, sir.
- Go back and have a drink with your mates.
I'm really not in the mood.
Them lads in there are your mates.
Forget the feminists and hairy-arsed
lesbians. Go and have a drink with your mates.
OK.
Molloy's in hospital, sir.
Poor, pathetic bastard.
- Mr Carter? - Yeah?
If it was up to me, I'd give you a medal. But it's not up to me.
So, would you mind coming to the station?
Anyone handy for Robins, Flat 27, Belle Vale?
Yeah. 43. I'm five minutes away.
Anyone else close to Belle Vale?
I want this one, Mike. I'll be there in two. Right?
OK, 43.
The police station, Anson Road.
What are you going there for?
A reconstruction.
Oh. What of?
- I'd sooner not talk about it. - Right.
- I'm Floyd. - Helen.
Are you OK, Helen?
I'm sorry? Can you say that again, please?
Are you OK, Helen?
He's in intensive care.
He's lying there like a cabbage.
He can't be that bad if he's doing impressions.
- Bad taste? - I'd say so.
- He's only a pervert. - Yes.
It didn't really matter.
- He's been left for dead but it doesn't matter.
It doesn't.
No. Why don't you confess?
- If it doesn't matter, why don't you confess?
Because I didn't do it.
I know you did it and I know why you did it.
You asked yourself, "What would other men do? Kill the bastard. "
Something says you shouldn't do it. But you had something to prove.
Not to your wife, not to yourself, but to other men.
Nothing to do with revenge.
You didn't wait for the guy who actually did it. Hm?
You went out and picked on some innocent little pervert.
And every punch you threw said, "I am a man. "
"I've been raped, my wife has been raped, but I am still a man!"
Sir. We're ready for you now. - Excuse me.
Yes? - I didn't do it.
"If it was up to me, I'd give you a medal. " Did you say that?
- No, boss. - I don't believe you.
He is a criminal. He took the law into his own hands.
No jury'll convict him.
He put a fellow human being in hospital!
A pervert, sir, not a fellow human being.
A human being!
Now, wait in my office! I'll talk to you there.
Wait in my office.
OK. Jane's in charge of this reconstruction.
- What's the girl's name? - Helen Robins.
Helen Robins has been raped.
So a bit of sensitivity wouldn't do any harm, OK?
- Take over. - Right.
Keep your opinions to yourself.
You've already upset a fellow officer, so keep quiet.
- Who have I upset? - It doesn't matter who.
It does.
- Someone's complained about me? - Yeah.
- Penaligon? - No.
- I don't believe you. - Tough.
DCI Bilborough would never allow a copper to go behind her mate's back.
- I'm not Bilborough. - No, sir.
Jimmy, don't push your luck.
He always encouraged us to speak our minds.
Oh, piss off.
- Piss off! - Sir.
Were you in this park three months ago, June 12th?
Excuse me, sir. Were you in this park three months ago, June 12th?
Four or five weeks ago, maybe. Right, thanks.
Nobody's going to hurt you. You're all right. Everything's fine.
I'd sooner be the victim than the husband of the victim.
Her role's mapped out.
Her friends come round and offer condolences and say how sorry they are.
No-one says a blind thing to me.
I'm not the one who's been hurt.
Aren't I? I am.
- I have been hurt. - I know.
What's my role? What do I do?
Do I...
Do I take her in my arms and make love to her,
show her that nothing's changed?
No, I can't cos...
...cos that's not making love any more.
That's doing just what that mars done.
Do I avoid it?
No, cos that's treating her like some kind of leper.
That's admitting that pervert's won.
- "Won"? - Yes.
That's a strange choice of word.
- You think so? - Yes.
Then you don't know what you're talking about.
I know what you're feeling. It isn't nice, it's not very PC.
I know what I'm feeling.
- Shall I come up with you? - Please.
- Is anyone coming round? - My boyfriend is.
I could wait for him. - I'm fine.
Are you sure?
Every man I meet sounds like him.
I keep hearing his voice.
The cab driver today, a window cleaner yesterday.
They... they all sound like him.
Bye.
I can give you money.
I've got a disease. Honestly. I've got a really terrible disease.
You'll, you'll, you'll catch it.
The person you love gets raped. How does that make you feel?
I'd say pretty guilty.
You should have been there to protect her, but you weren't.
- So you feel guilty. - Yes.
Something else to make you feel guilty.
The idea that your property's been tampered with,
that some man's had his hands on what's yours, what's exclusively yours.
It's not nice, it's not PC.
But the idea's there. Something more to make you feel guilty.
Yes.
Well, that's OK. That's wholesome, natural.
Now something less wholesome - you blame her.
I don't.
Why wasn't she more careful?
A thought - maybe she wanted it.
She didn't scream. Why not? Maybe she wanted it? Did she?
Here's the killer. What did he say to her?
"I promise you you'll enjoy it. "
Did she, hm?
This is rape. We're talking about a man who just does it.
What about all the times we weren't up to it and she was willing, when she helped?
And this man just comes along with his stick of rock and does it.
How do you measure to a man like that? How
do you match a man like that? You can't.
So you beat somebody up.
Is that why you beat up Molloy? Is it?
I understand. A judge will understand. A jury will understand.
Is that why you did it?
Yes.
He wears a mask. There's nothing unusual about that.
Lots of rapists wear a mask.
But he tries to form a relationship with his victim.
That is unusual. A masked rapist would not normally do that.
The mask gets in the way. It's frightening.
It's aggressive.
Which suggests to me that there's something about this man's face.
You know all this by talking to the victims.
Do you realise what you're saying, Dr Fhtzgerald?
You tell me.
If you hadn't spoken to the
victims, you wouldn't know about the mask.
And you wouldn't know he's scarred or deformed, yeah?
Yes.
So if I was this rapist, you'd advise me to kill my victims in the future?
Fitz, I'm taking him off.
I don't quite understand the question.
Should the rapist kill his victims in the
future? Forget morality, OK? Forget that.
If he lets them live, there's more chance he'll get caught.
So should the rapist kill his victims in the future?
Is that what you advise?
Our next caller is Jane from Eccles.
No, not Jane from Eccles. Jane Eccles from Salford. I was wondering...
- Have you seen Penaligon? - No.
Show me a man, and I will show you a potential killer, a potential rapist.
I am one, for goodness'sake.
I don't do anything about it myself because
I'm frightened of being caught.
I'm educated. I'm the product of thousands
of years of so-called civilisation.
But he's still in me - the killer, the rapist.
Buried deep, growling
occasionally, just like the tomcat in the alley.
Some music, I think.
You'd advise me to kill my victims in the future?
What are you doing here?
I needed a bath and a change of clothes, sir.
Who do you think you are? You don't just
walk off the job because you want a bath!
I left you in charge.
I um...
I've been raped, sir.
- Can I get you anything? - Sorry?
- Can I get you a drink or something? - I've got one, thanks.
- You don't mind if I get one? - No.
It was the man we're looking for.
A knife, a hood, the same kind of mask.
What are you gonna do about it?
I don't know, actually.
I've got evidence under my nails.
You've had a bath.
I know you've protected your hand, but... you've had a bath.
I had to have a... bath.
I'm sorry, I know there's no logic to it.
- But I just had to have a bath. - No, it's me, I'm sorry.
Stroke of luck, isn't it, sir?
- That's not what I mean. - Isn't it?
We wanted him to rape again.
I wanted him to rape again...
...but to slip up, to leave us something.
And now we've got exactly what we wanted.
It's no good to us unless you report it.
Are you going to report it?
I've counselled... 14 victims.
So I've got to report it.
Haven't I?
Otherwise I've given 14 women a heap of... bullshit.
I don't think I can live with that.
Belle Vale.
I want them back. Today.
That's impossible. You know that.
I am not having a bunch of coppers going through my knickers.
I want them back today or I'll walk out right now.
I'll see what I can do.
Thank you.
- This is just for... - I know what it's for.
You're not burning that bra, are you? It's a bit sixties, isn't it?
I'm in favour of womers movements.
I hate it when they just lie there.
I think your phone's off the hook.
- Hey. Hey, hey, hey! - Get off me.
Floyd.
Sorry?
My name's Floyd.
Is it?
- Shall I get a mouth organ? We could do a duet.
What?
Your feet hum.
I'm afraid Fleming beat you to the penicillin. God!
How long have you been up?
- Why haven't you tidied up? Look at this!
I was going to.
- Oh, yeah? When? - In a bit.
You know, you could be a member of the lost generation.
The crisis of capitalism has robbed you
of work, ambition, motivation, self-esteem.
Yes, that could well be the case.
Although personally, Mark, personally,
I think you're just a bone-idle git!
- Dr Fitzgerald? - Yes.
He wore a mask just like you described it today.
Yeah?
Anything else?
- You think I'm lying? - No.
You think I'm lying. Some kind of crank.
You want me to come up with something I
didn't hear on the radio. Something that fits.
Yeah.
He asked me my name.
I said Bernadette. God knows where I got that from, but I said Bernadette.
He wanted to know who was the first person I'd screwed.
What it was like.
He never stopped talking.
And all the time he talked, he combed my hair.
Then he dragged me into a stream, washed me.
- That fit? - Yes.
Yes.
When was this?
Two years ago, this December. December 17th.
- And you didn't report it? - No.
Say it.
Say what?
If I had, he might have been caught. I'd have spared those women all this pain.
I wasn't thinking that.
For two years, I haven't read the paper.
I don't read it, I don't find out he's done it again in exactly the same way.
I don't feel all this guilt. Then you come on the radio...
Look, they'd have done nothing
anyway. That's what I keep telling myself.
I'm black. He's black.
I report a rape, the coppers think I'm some prostitute who didn't get paid.
You've got absolutely nothing to feel guilty about.
- You say he was black? - Yeah.
- He wore a mask? - Yeah.
Well, how do you know?
The way he spoke.
- I'm telling you, he's white. - He is black.
Penaligon said he's white. She should know.
Why? Why should Penhaligon know?
- Haven't you heard? - What?
He raped her.
I wish you'd told me.
I'm really sorry.
Jane! Jane!
Jane.
We'll catch this man.
We will catch him!
Are you OK?
Yes.
PENHALIGON. Then he put the knife to my throat.
Then he went...
Do you mind if I...?
Then he put the knife to my throat.
Then he went like that.
Then he must have... pulled me, or...
...spun me round. I can't remember.
He started to back me up towards another wall.
Why didn't you scream?
I hit the other wall.
Hurt the back of my head.
I offered him money, said I had a disease.
There were people living there. Why didn't you just scream?
Because I...
...I was frightened.
Do you mind if I ask you something?
You told your boss he was white.
- Did you see enough of him to know? - Yes.
Look, we're gonna get this fella, love.
Honestly. We're gonna get this guy. Right?
Right.
What did he say?
Nothing.
- He said absolutely nothing? - Yeah.
- It's not the same man. - What?
The man we're looking for is black.
- No. You said he was but you were wrong.
He's black.
Did he use water...
Did he use water? Did he make you wash?
No.
Different MO. Different man.
You were raped by somebody else.
You know this man. It's someone you know with a very distinctive voice.
- That's why he said nothing. - Bollocks.
Hey! Hey, that will do. Take her home.
Go on, off you go. That's an order. Put your feet up.
I'll be in touch.
Can I come and see you?
Floyd Malcolm, cubicle 2.
Michael Kennedy, cubicle 1.
Passports cost money. Yeah? Do you understand?
I can't get no money with no passport.
Passports cost money.
My birth certificate. Liverpool, England.
I'll need to check if this is acceptable. Will you wait in room two?
- Why? - I'm sorry, Mr Malcolm?
Why you put me in trap two, eh?
We'd like to talk to you in private, Mr Malcolm.
Room two, please, Mr Malcolm.
I'm giving you the chance to withdraw your claim. I'd advise you to take it.
- Why? - You drive a minicab.
Who told you that? Whoever told you that's a liar.
- It was a police officer. - He lie, man.
I strongly advise you to withdraw your claim, Mr Malcolm.
I know where you live.
Is that a threat, Mr Malcolm?
Mr Malcolm?
I want to be alone.
Greta Garbo.
Before my time.
Can I come in?
I'm so sorry.
May I?