[ Suspenseful music plays]
[Bell tolling]
PASSERBY: Hello?
Oh, God.
I'm gonna go get help, okay?
Gonna get help.
- PARAMEDIC: 1, 2, 3. -[ Police radio chatter]
- That's it. - OFFICER: Tango Romeo from 151.
PARAMEDIC: Let's get her in there.
OFFICER: Can we get night-duty C.l.D. here?
It's a possible fatal.
DOCTOR: ...5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10...
11,12,13,14,15.
Evening. All right, do we know who she is?
Eh, was.
We just heard she died.
No l.D., no purse.
Just the carrier bag.
- You all right? - Mm.
It's only her second week.
Well, let's just keep our heads, and we'll find out who did this.
Got some evidence bags in the boot of my car.
Silver Vectra by the tree.
Right, can I use your torch, please?
Scene of Crime on their way?
OFFICER: Corning from an RTA in Kingston.
There's a couple of handwritten phone numbers on the receipt.
[Dialing]
[Ringing]
- OLIVIER: Hello? - Oh, hi. Good evening.
Uh, this is Detective Constable Clive Grace.
Uh, who am I speaking to?
OLIVIER: Olivier. Olivier Lenfant.
- What's this about? - GRACE: We've found the property
of a young female.
We're hoping you can help identify her.
OLIVIER: Okay.
Uh, we think she's got blond hair.
She's in her early 20s.
She was in the Twickenham Green area this evening.
She was wearing a red top, white jacket.
OLIVIER: Amelie.
It's Amelie.
Amelie.
[ Birds squawking ]
[Telephone ringing ]
[Ringing continues]
COLIN: Oh.
[Ringing continues]
- Hello? - COBB: Colin, Dave Cobb.
Something up with your mobile?
Oh, just it's owner. What's up?
Boss asked me to call.
He's got a job for you.
Dead French girl on Twickenham Green.
Battered over the head.
Briefing's at 9:00 at Barnes.
Okay. I'll be there.
- Congratulations, mate. - What?
Feels like a proper job.
Yeah.
What?
Call me later.
- KAT: Why? - No reason.
Just let me know you're okay.
- All right.
- Bye. - COLIN: Bye.
[ Door closes ]
Thanks for letting Kat stay.
Don't be daft. Was that work?
Yeah.
Young French girl.
They found her body on Twickenham Green.
They want me as S.l.O.
That's great!
Well, the timing could be better.
Timing's perfect.
You've been waiting ages for this.
I won't be much help with the move.
LOUISE: Look, if we need help, we'll get help.
In Surrey, this'd be a promotion case.
In the Met, it's your boss who gets promoted.
[Cellphone rings]
- Here we go. -[ Ringing continues]
'BYE-bye. - Bye.
-[ Cellphone beeps] - Hello?
-[ Door opens] - Yep.
[ Indistinct conversations]
MAN: Nice to see you.
Morning, sir.
COLIN: Thank you.
Victim's name is Amelie Martine Josette Delagrange,
22 years old,
born 2nd of February, 1982.
Been 'm the UK. two months
working at a pétisserie on Lyntall Street.
Her l.D.'s been confirmed by the manager.
Amelie's parents live in France, and she spoke to them regularly.
Have they been informed?
French police are doing the honors.
Her address is 55 Paynters Road, Twickenham.
Now, that's two streets north
of the Green where she was attacked.
D.C.l. Colin Sutton is taking over
as senior investigating officer.
But there is one more thing I want to say.
Um, I've heard murmurs about Operation Upwey,
but there's currently no reason
to link this with the Marsha McDonnell murder.
We've got a good suspect in that case, sectioned up in...
Newcastle, Gov.
COBB: Thank you, DC. Grace.
Urn, yes, there are similarities,
but, for now, we stay focused on Amelie.
COLIN: Thanks, Dave.
Urn, well, most of know me already,
but for those of you who don't,
I'm more John Major than Churchill
-when it comes to speeches. -[ Light laughter]
So I'll keep it simple.
Me, you, all of us, we give this everything we've got.
All right? Everything.
- That's all. - MAN: Yeah, no problem.
COLIN: Thanks. Thanks, Dave.
[ Indistinct conversations]
- Hello, Clive. - Governor. How goes it?
Yeah, moving house, but apart from that, I can't complain.
Oh, well, you know what they say?
Third most stressful thing after bereavement and divorce.
Whoever decided that probably wasn't Old Bill, were they?
- GRACE: Eh, probably not. - COLIN: Yeah.
GRACE: Long overdue, if you ask me.
- What? - You getting a case like this.
Oh, cheers, Clive.
[Speaking indistinctly]
Uh, you're not convinced either, are you?
There's no link to Marsha?
Well, doesn't matter what I think. Does it? You?
I think these things are rare,
and we've got two very similar victims
in the same safe corner of South London.
GRACE: Sir.
Need to talk to staffing before I go.
Uh, yeah, in a minute, Governor.
I've just got a few things I want to get off and running.
Fine. I'll be in your office.
Great. Cheers, Clive.
Jo. Jo.
- BRUNT: Just a sec. - Just a few things.
It's your biggest case ever, and you're bricking it?
Yeah, don't write that down.
Get T.l.U. to give us data on calls and cell sites,
-not just billing. - Okay.
Jonesy's already volunteered his services as CCTV officer.
- COLIN: 'Course he has. - Sitting in a dark room...
- BRUNT: Thanks. -...watching videos of strangers
with crap lighting. Right up his alley.
Shouldn't you be making me a cup of coffee?
- Uh, of course, Gov. - BRUNT: Thanks, Gary.
Make sure Jonesy casts the net wide.
Shops, banks, ATMs.
Every frame, every camera, everywhere she might've been.
Yeah, who's to say she wasn't being followed?
Exactly. We could have a face by tonight.
Gov?
Need a signature.
Hire cars.
20 and counting.
- COLIN: Sir. -[ Door closes ]
MURPHY: I got you some help teed up from the Flying Squad,
the kidnap squad, and the other murder teams.
Should take you up to 60 or 70.
Oh, that's great, Andy.
I'll keep the up-aboves off your back,
and handle the media for the first few days.
I'm helping you out. I'm not muscling in.
- All right. - This is gonna be huge.
The press are gonna be all over it.
I'm already fending off local community numpties
and four different branches of Neighbourhood Watch.
Thank you, sir.
So, who's gonna be your number two?
D.S. Jo Brunt. We worked together on --
You can have Jo, but your deputy's got to be a D.l.
What about Richard Ambrose?
I don't know him, sir.
- He was on the Marsha job. - Oh, right.
So you think it was the same bloke?
I think we keep an open mind until there's proof either way.
Hm.
You're gonna need an extra D.l.
Chris Saunders is available.
- Yeah, that doesn't surprise me. - ANDY: He's been up in Enfield.
Earned his spurs, by all accounts.
Yeah, we can do better.
Chris is on your team, Colin. Get over it.
Truth is, not everyone thinks you're up to this.
Like who?
Doesn't matter.
Just go out and prove 'em wrong.
[ Door opens, closes ]
Announcer: LBC 97.3.
[ Up-tempo music plays ]
A woman was found last night with a serious head injury
lying on Twickenham Green in southwest London.
She was taken to West Middlesex Hospital,
where she was pronounced dead shortly after midnight.
Metropolitan Police have yet --
[ Switch clicks ]
[ Indistinct conversations]
[ Lock engages ]
Can I help you, sir?
Yeah, I'm D.C.l. Colin Sutton. I'm the S.l.O.
We need to tape the pavement on all sides of the Green.
And, uh, can we put these somewhere safe...
on the other side of the street
and make sure that that's as close
as our friends from the press get?
Thank you.
[ Suspenseful music plays]
[ Indistinct conversations]
- Gary. - CUNNINGHAM: Governor.
GRACE: Gov.
Might have something from the house-to-house.
Back in April, a woman named Edel Harbison
was attacked 'bout a quarter of a mile north from here.
And she'd been in that restaurant
-with some mates. - Attacked how?
Three or four heavy blows to the head.
Now, her route took her across the Green,
but she doesn't remember anything
-after leaving the restaurant. - Who found her?
A Good Samaritan. But it turns out
that wasn't the scene of the crime.
They found her bags in a pool of blood
about four streets away.
Anything stolen?
"Handbag, mobile, shopping" all present and correct.
That rules out robbery.
Yeah, not quite.
Now, apparently SOCOs found an open carton
of orange juice in her shopping.
Now, I'm thinking thirsty work attacking women.
And? Did forensics get anything off the carton?
- TBC. - What do you mean, "TBC"?
Well, I called Twickenham, but they said the D.C.
who handles forensics is on a job.
COLIN: So we don't know if they got prints or DNA?
- I'll give him a call. - No, get over there now!
If he's our guy and he's in the system, then we got him.
Yes, Gov.
BRUNT: Sir!
Governor.
- French police. - What is it?
They want us to tell Amelie's parents.
- They've given us a number. - Let me have it.
This is Detective Chief Inspector Colin Sutton.
We're investigating the murder
of French national Amelie Delagrange,
and we need you to inform her parents that she's dead.
OFFICER: Yes, I explained to your colleague
it's better if you call them.
Listen, I don't know how you do things in France,
but we don't tell people over the phone
-that their children are dead. - OFFICER: I'm sorry.
-[ Speaking indistinctly] - No, forget it.
We'll get in touch with the British Embassy in Paris,
and they'll send someone over.
OFFICER: I'm sure that's not necessary.
Then do I have your word that you'll tell them in person?
OFFICER: Okay, yes.
Thank you.
Unbelievable. Thanks, Gary.
- Gov.
Mr. Morris, could you tell my colleague
what you told me, please?
- What, everything? - Yeah, please.
Last night, I was kicking a ball about with my kids
about half-9:00.
There was this guy hiding behind the screens.
Dark hair. Stubble.
Looked a bit like Maradona.
- Maradona? - Yeah.
And I had this...
this sense he was watching my kids, you know?
Like, spying on them.
- And he was behind the screens? - Yeah.
So, how could you tell what he looked like?
Well, he was peeking around the sides.
Right. And you had a bad feeling about him?
TERRY: Yeah. Yeah, I did.
What, you think I'm making it up?
No. When people have a bad feeling about someone,
there's usually a reason.
Not always, but often.
He was smoking.
Can't be sure, but looked like roll-ups.
Well, like I said, we'll need you to come in
and make a statement, okay?
All right. Thanks.
- Yeah, thank you. - Thank you.
- BRUNT: Diego Maradona. - Yeah.
Makes a change from Phil Mitchell.
What do you think?
I think he seems pretty solid, actually.
Yeah, and if he's right about time,
that's less than an hour before she was killed.
[ Indistinct conversations, microphone feedback ]
[ Camera shutter clicking ]
MURPHY: Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen.
My name is Detective Chief Superintendent Andy Murphy.
The body of a French national
was discovered on Twickenham Green
shortly after 10:00 last night.
I can now confirm that her name was Amelie Delagrange...
age 22.
It's believed that she had been drinking
with friends in Twickenham,
but was alone at the time of the attack.
A dedicated, highly experienced team
are currently vigorously pursuing
-all avenues of inquiry. - Look at Murph's chin.
- Telly adds 10 pounds, easy. -/ can't tell you much else
for now, but I will take a couple of questions.
- Yes. - REPORTER: Can you tell us
if you're pursuing a link with Milly Dowler?
MURPHY: I can tell you that we've no reason to believe
that the cases are linked at this point in time.
-[ Indistinct shouting] - Uh, yes?
What about the Marsha McDonnell murder last year?
Yeah, we have a suspect for that case.
But you haven't charged them?
The subject's being detained under the Mental Health Act.
What if he didn't do it?
I mean, what if Marsha and Amelie were killed
by the same person?
Well, there are similarities, certainly,
but there are also key differences.
But isn't it possible that there is a serial killer out there?
It's important that we do not cause public panic
with unfounded speculation.
People are scared. What can you say to reassure them?
That we are very confident with the caliber,
scale, and direction of this inquiry.
Thank you. That's all for now.
- Thank you very much. -[ Indistinct shouting ]
Oh, Gov.
Postmortem.
Yeah.
[Cellphone rings]
-[ Cellphone beeps] - Kat, you all right?
Yeah. Fine. You said to call.
Uh, yes. I did.
Urn, thank you.
Listen, can you do me a favor?
For the next few weeks, I don't want you getting the bus
or walking home after dark, okay?
Is this about the girl in Twickenham?
Yes. Good guess.
KAT: Everyone's talking about it.
Yeah.
So, if you're gonna be late, call me or your mother
or get a black cab, and I'll give you the money.
- Okay. - COLIN: Okay, thank you.
- Speak soon. Bye. - Bye.
D.l. Richard Ambrose. They said to meet you here.
Colin. Welcome aboard.
Andy Murphy speaks very highly of you.
- Likewise. - Oh, he must be right, then.
AMBROSE: [ Chuckles]
You were on the Marsha McDonald murder, weren't you?
- Yeah. - We've got five minutes.
- You want to tell me about it? - Five minutes?
We won't get far.
Cappuccino? Latte?
I have to tell you, they both taste exactly the same.
Yeah, I've been here a few times myself.
Yeah, of course, yeah.
The suspect up in Newcastle -- Taylor, right?
AMBROSE: Adam Taylor. That's right.
What's the strength of him?
On the night Marsha was killed, about two hours earlier,
a girl called Tracey Brown reported being followed.
Panda car responded, but the bloke scarpered.
How far from the Marsha scene?
'Bout a mile, give or take.
Right. And the thinking was that it was the same bloke?
Yeah, we put Taylor in an l.D. parade, got Tracey in.
- And she picked him out? - Yeah.
And 99% it was Taylor who followed her.
Fitted her description to a
Uh, beyond that, there was no link to Marsha?
- No. - After you'd arrested Taylor...
We never nicked him.
He was sectioned before we got the chance.
Okay, but after you'd picked him up, things were wound down?
- Yeah. - Cheeky question --
Did you think that was premature?
I had my doubts, yeah.
Afternoon, Colin.
Richard, this is Rob Chapman.
Rob, this is D.l. Richard Ambrose.
We've met before.
Oh, forgive me. What was the case?
Marsha McDonnell.
This way, gents.
[ Door opens, bell dings]
BRUNT: Detective Sergeant Jo Brunt.
- Are you Vanessa? - Yes.
BRUNT: ls there somewhere where we can have a talk?
Do you want to go in the back?
[ Indistinct conversation]
That's, um, me and Amelie at Chessington World of Adventures.
Dragon Falls.
We both got one.
Amelie has the same key fob?
I'm sorry.
BRUNT: Don't be. It's normal.
Vanessa, I need to ask you some questions about last night.
Do you think you're up to it?
- I'll try. - BRUNT: No rush.
No pressure.
VANESSA: Okay.
So, you and Amelie were out with two friends in the French bistro
in Twickenham last night, correct?
Uh, yes.
What time did you get there?
VANESSA: Mm, about 8:00.
We came straight from work.
[ Door opens, bell dings]
I keep thinking she's gonna walk in for her shift.
She was just...
so special.
One of those people you meet,
and it's like you've known them all your life.
DR. CHAPMAN: Now, the victim
is a previously healthy 22-year-old female
identified as Amelie Delagrange.
There is evidence of massive blunt-force trauma
to the back of the skull.
COLIN: Any ideas about a weapon?
Could be a hammer.
The wounds are squarish in shape.
So, not a conventional one, then?
I can't say for 100%, but I'd say not.
It looks more like a roofer or a panel beater's hammer.
Just like Marsha.
DR. CHAPMAN: Similar, certainly.
The wounds are too ragged for an exact comparison.
I'm sorry.
I'll take "similar" for now.
[Telephone ringing ]
[Ringing continues]
Briefing, guys.
Chop-Chm)-
- BRUNT: Jonesy? - JONES: Yeah.
What have you found?
What does it mean? And what do we do next?
Clive, could you tell us about that earlier assault?
Yes, Gov.
Chance of a link to an attack near the Green a few months ago.
Edel Harbison, 34, blond, struck over the head.
Now, that's a compelling number of commonalities with Amelie.
We're trying to get forensics off an orange carton
in Edel's shopping, but that's TBC.
Still?
Uh, yeah, we're promised an answer by tonight, Gov.
Not jumping to conclusions, are we?
- About a link? - Well, it's the same location,
similar victimology.
Warrants a second look at the very least.
Well, you can understand my confusion.
Murph's telling the media we're not focusing on links,
and here we are, looking for one.
Well, if you're confused by anything else, Chris,
my door is always open.
It says "governor" on it.
[ Laughter]
Forensics.
They have a ton of prints off the sight screen,
but no match in the database, so...
no clue as to who Maradona is.
I.D.'ing this man seen on the east side of the Green
at 9:30 is a priority, okay?
Maybe it was Maradona.
Fucking "Hand of God."
- Wouldn't put it past him. -[ Laughter]
- COLIN: Jonesy? - JONES: Yeah, we've asked, uh,
Telephone Intelligence at the Yard for cell dumps
and the financial boys for credit-card activity.
Uh, Jo, you went to visit Vanessa,
Amelie's boss, at the pétisserie?
Yeah, she was at the French bistro last night
with Amelie and two other friends.
Thinks Amelie left around 9:30
and said she was gonna walk home.
She remembers her carrying a Discman and a handbag
with a mobile and a purse, all of which are missing.
Should be easy enough to source a photograph of the phone.
What about the handbag?
Got a pretty detailed description from Vanessa.
All right. Can anyone here draw?
A-level art -- grade D.
COLIN: Still a pass, isn't it?
Get over to Smith's and get some crayons.
[ Light laughter]
Uh, Gary, any more from the house-to-house?
We've covered Hampton Road and Staines Road
and their side streets. Nothing.
COLIN: The middle of Twickenham just after 10:00,
-and nobody saw a thing? - That's about the size of it.
AMBROSE: So, she was coming from here, and she lived here.
So there was no reason for her to cross the Green walking home.
COLIN: So maybe she wasn't walking.
Let's have a look at the bus routes and the cab companies.
That's all. Thank you very much.
- Thanks, Gov. - BRUNT: Thanks.
MAN: Thanks, Gov.
I'll take buses.
Tough start?
Urn, yeah. A few frustrations, sir.
I'll need more than a drawing of a bag, Colin.
You got anything else?
Anything solid?
Um...not yet, sir.
No, no.
Nothing that will help us.
Excuse me.
[ Suspenseful music plays]
Thanks.
Where are we, Jo? Maradona?
[ Breathes deeply]
Early days.
You think I'm up to this?
Of course you are, stupid.
Well, you're as good for this as anyone.
Now you've ruined it.
Gov.
The orange-juice carton, looks like someone
had a bit of spring clean 'round the property store.
- You are having a laugh. - GRACE: No.
That's why they were cagey.
They knew they'd binned it before it had been near a lab.
Louise? Superintendent Steve Scott.
Good to meet you properly.
- You too.
You okay to review your open oases tomorrow?
- Sure. - Always like
to get an analyst's perspective.
- Yeah, no problem. - Hm.
-[ Cellphone rings] - Oh. Sorry.
- Well, good night. - Thanks, sir.
- How'd it go? - Long day.
- Shall I get us a curry? - Okay.
Sure you've got time?
[Cellphone rings]
- Colin? - I've got to go.
-[ Cellphone beeps] - Sir?
The local nicks are drowning in calls, Colin.
It's a pain in the ass,
but we've got to keep the public on side.
A community meeting?
MURPHY: I'm afraid so.
I know you haven't got time.
You're gonna have to make it.
- All right. -[ Cellphone beeps]
[Siren wailing in distance]
Boss wants to go over our open cases tomorrow.
-[ Cork pops ] - What? You mean Milly Dowler?
Mm. That'll be one of them, sure.
COLIN: Well, good for him. Two years on, and no new leads.
That's what reviews are for.
Fresh perspectives.
Doesn't sound like you've got much to go on.
Without your juice carton.
Uh, no, not much.
Dare I say that a prioritization matrix
is standard procedure in Surrey?
Oh, yeah, we're not so blinded by science in the Met.
Listen to you.
Progress is nothing to be scared of.
That's just a posh way of saying "round up the usual suspects."
I know you don't set much store by behaviorists,
but they can taper your suspect pool.
Yeah, unless they're wrong.
In which case, my killer gets yanked
out of the pool before I've met him.
Taper. Not shrink.
It's about prioritizing suspects, not dismissing them.
Semantics.
And it's not old-school
"did he wet the bed as a kid" profiling either.
A matrix reflects an offender's habitat,
routines, and education.
All right. I'll run one up the flagpole.
You just want me off your back.
Yes, I do.
But I'll do a prioritization vector anyway.
Matrix.
What?
Look, call me paranoid, but at Surrey,
even after we'd got together,
I had the sense that you didn't take me seriously.
I mean my work as an analyst.
That's not true.
Then prove it.
Don't shut me out.
Okay? - Qkay.
[Chimes tinkling]
- CUNNINGHAM: Morning, Gov. - MAN: Morning, Gov.
- Chris. - SAUNDERS: Gov.
[ Indistinct conversations]
- Morning. - BRUNT: Boss.
Amelie's parents are flying in tomorrow afternoon.
COLIN: Oh, yes. We're putting them up
and picking up the flights, too.
Sounds like she was a much-loved daughter.
Yeah, I want to be there to greet them.
Oh, urn...
...what do you think?
- Oh, that's actually quite good. - I just mocked it up.
Thank the resident artist.
Oh, well done, Chris.
Man of many talents.
Well, you're good at drawing handbags, anyway.
Speak to the press officer.
Let's get this out to the papers and all the news bulletins.
And splash copies around Twickenham Green --
the pubs, the shops, all the usual.
BRUNT: Yep.
Is it all right to claim the crayons back, Gov?
Chris, that's £1.99.
You can afford that on your inspector's salary.
Gov. Amelie's phone last pinged on the T-Mobile network
at 2223 hours on the 19th of August.
That's 20 minutes after she was attacked.
Handshake registered on a mast in Walton.
COLIN: What sort of area are we talking?
GRACE: Well, about 500 square yards.
It's north of Walton Bridge.
- BRUNT: Yeah. - After that last handshake,
there was an implicit detachment.
COLIN: What's that mean? The phone was switched off?
JONES: No, that's an explicit detachment.
Implicit means one of three things --
Someone's pulled the battery out, trashed the phone,
or it's in a dead spot.
Well, we can rule out option three, can't we?
GRACE: Yeah, I think so, Gov.
We've got the parameters of the quadrant.
This is great work, guys.
Twickenham Green to Walton's 6 miles,
and we know he dumped the phone at 10:23.
He's in a vehicle.
[ Suspenseful music plays]
If I'm dumping the phone of a girl I just murdered,
I'm chucking it in the river every time.
River's not in the mast quadrant, Gov.
He's right, sir. It's not.
It's close enough.
We're searching it.
[ Police radio chatter]
All well, Dive Two. All well, Dive Two.
BRUNT: Who knows who any of this shit belonged to?
The dive team just got a call about another job, Gov.
And?
Well, what do you want me to tell them?
Tell them to keep looking. Nothing's changed.
- Every inch of the river... -[ Cellphone rings]
...30 yards from the bridge gets searched.
If it's not there, I need to know it's not there.
Yes, Gov.
Stay here and make sure they keep looking.
- BRUNT: Yes, Gov. -[ Cellphone beeps]
Jonesy.
JONES: We got her on CCTV, Gov.
Getting on a bus.
We've already l.D.'d the bus driver and spoken to him.
[Video fast-forwarding ]
There.
- What's she saying to him? - She missed her stop.
She's asking how often the buses went.
- She walked back. - Looks like it, Gov.
That's why she had to go across the Green.
She missed her bloody stop.
[ Police radio chatter]
SAUNDERS: We need to wrap this up.
No word from the governor to that effect, sir.
[Sighs]
For fuck's sake.
Who chucks their sunglasses in the river?
I don't know. I had a pair once that really chafed my nose.
I'm gonna make a call.
[ Suspenseful music plays]
Yes, okay.
Like a wild-goose chase.
[ Indistinct conversations]
Sir!
COLIN: We've had luck with the river.
Father Thames gave up her house keys,
her purse, and her CD player.
No, that's not luck, Gov. That was sticking to your guns.
Yeah, but we still haven't found her phone or bag.
The search is ongoing.
So, we know that she was attacked
around 10:00 on Twickenham Green.
We know her phone went offline at 10:23 in Walton
when it was dumped in the river.
So we know he's in a vehicle,
we know he went from the Green to Walton, and we know when.
But we don't know his route.
COLIN: No, but there's only a certain number of ways
you can make that journey in 20 minutes.
And we intend to find out which one he took.
- How? - CCTV.
It's an enormous area, so, Jonesy,
you've got your work cut out.
No, I'm only joking. He's gonna need some help.
Gov.
- Thank you. Thank you. - WOMAN: Sir.
He's gonna need more than that.
Okay, I'm volunteering you and you and you.
-[ Indistinct conversations] - All on CCTV, Gov?
COLIN: All on CCTV.
- What are we looking for? - We don't know yet.
But we know he's in a vehicle.
That's all. Thank you very much.
- MAN: Gov. - WOMAN: Gov.
COLIN: And while I'd urge you all
to still go about your business,
it's vital that you pay more attention to your surroundings,
especially at night.
So, now I'd like to open this meeting up for questions.
[ Camera shutter clicks]
Yes, madam?
The high street aside,
Twickenham has very poor lighting.
Certainly compared to Richmond and East Sheen.
Well, we'll pass that on to the council,
and I'm sure they'll remedy it wherever possible.
- Thank you. - You're welcome.
Any other questions?
Well, in that case...
MAN: It is a nonsense, is it not, Chief Inspector,
for the police to go on television
and say these crimes may not be linked.
Why should we suddenly have a spate of murderous attacks
on our peaceful streets
committed by lots of different people?
What my colleague said is correct.
These offenses have not been formally linked.
But they do comprise a "Linked Investigative Series."
Yeah, no, I know. That sounds like a lot of jargon,
so I want to explain it properly.
Please do.
We can't formally link these offenses
without conclusive proof
that the same person carried them out,
such as fingerprints or DNA.
However, because they are so similar,
it makes no operational sense
to have them investigated by different teams.
Declaring this a Linked Investigative Series
means the cases all get examined under one roof by the same team,
maximizing our chances of success.
Thank you. That's good to know.
You're welcome.
Any other questions?
Sir?
"Linked investigative Series" --
You better copyright that.
I know. I was on the spot.
It wasn't my intention to contradict what you'd said.
Forget it. You did well.
Bullshit always baffles brains.
[ Both chuckle]
But it wasn't complete bullshit, was it?
Amelie's parents are getting in at 7:00.
- Ah. - You're up to your eyes, Gov.
I'll take care of reception duties.
Who's your Family Liaison?
Gary Fuller.
MURPHY: Well, just send him.
I'll take him with me, but I need to see them.
Thanks, Richard. Thanks very much.
- Gov. - Yep.
Ah, it's this one.
- Monsieur Delagrange? - Yes.
Detective Chief Inspector Colin Sutton.
This is Family Liaison Officer Detective Constable Gary Fuller.
Right. Please come in.
COLIN: Thank you.
Madame Delagrange.
Colin Sutton.
DOMINIQUE: It's kind of you to put us up in such a nice hotel.
It's the least we can do.
The staff are very friendly.
- Yeah. - COLIN: Oh, good.
Well, Gary is here to look after you.
If there's anything you need, just ask.
Urn, I'd like to ask you a question.
Please just be completely honest in your answer.
Of course.
Would you like to visit the place where Amelie died?
[ Speaking French ]
- DOMINIQUE: Huh? -[ Speaking French ]
[ Speaking French ]
Yes. Yes, we'd like that very much.
Right.
I'll pick you up tomorrow morning.
- COLIN: Louise? - In here.
COLIN: I'm sorry I'm so late.
LOUISE: I expected it.
Oh.
Had to unpack some cases today.
Shame we haven't actually moved yet.
So? How was today?
Oh, it was okay.
Sorry. I'm exhausted.
I can help.
You already have.
We used your stand-alone database, and you're right --
It's faster than HOLMES.
So Surrey can teach the Met a few tricks after all.
Mm-hmm.
The buyers are still faffing about.
Oh, you're joking.
Need another week to get their money together.
Oh.
If it falls through, the agent says there is another offer,
-but it's lower. - Oh, thanks for dealing
with all that, love.
Here's how you show your appreciation.
My brother's wedding.
I know you'll have to do calls and stuff,
but I want you there in body and spirit.
I want you there.
Body and spirit, eh? Hmm.
Well, all right, then. [ Chuckles]
- And when we move... - Mm-hmm?
...if we ever bloody move...
...let's form some new habits.
- Like what? - Like weekends.
We do stuff at weekends.
- That's a weekend. - Hm.
When I look at that, it's ridiculous, but I am jealous.
You look so relaxed,
so yourself.
I want to know that bloke.
He was a bit of a tosser, by all accounts.
I'm serious.
[Telephone rings]
- New habits. - Hm.
COLIN: Hello?
[Dominique crying]
[Cellphone rings]
[Ringing continues]
[ Cellphone beeps]
It's a work of art, Jonesy.
JONES: Well, once I knew she walked back from the bus garage,
I started pulling in the cameras from the shops
to plot her journey.
Now, look.
The last footage of her is from this accountant's office
at 2201.
She's about 150 yards south of the Green,
on Hampton Road.
We're getting closer.
Hey.
- Do you want me? - Yeah.
Fancy some lunch, Gov?
What's yours?
- Cheese and ham'? - Mm.
It's all right.
How many have we got on CCTV now?
Seven? Full time?
Eight.
That's quite a lot.
What, it's 10% of our team?
Bit more. 12.5%, I think.
You think it's too many?
Yeah. I do.
And so do some of the team.
If we secure every piece of CCTV on every conceivable route
from Twickenham to Walton,
then the killer's vehicle will be on it, Jo.
But we don't know what that vehicle is.
- It could be a motorbike. - Yeah, it could.
So it's not a needle in a haystack.
It's a needle in a stack of needles.
Listen, bloody car, van, motorbike,
he's on those recordings somewhere.
But unless we secure them now, they're gone forever.
Yeah, yeah, okay.
I hear ya.
[ Knock on door, door opens]
Jonesy might have caught him on one of the bus cameras.
- What, a passenger? - External camera.
Transport for London only started installing them
front and back in January.
I don't know. It was...
Yeah. Watch this bay.
Watch this bay here.
COLIN: What street's this?
Hampton Road.
We pieced this together from four different bus cameras.
Now, this white van appears sometime between 2200 and 2205.
And by 2208, he's gone.
And that's, what, 100 yards from where Amelie was attacked?
70, I'd say, Gov.
GRACE: There's the cricket screens, Gov.
BRUNT: At the very least, he's a witness.
Yeah, very least.
Looks like a Fiesta with a box on the back of it.
It's definitely a Ford.
They'll tell us what model.
Any chance of cleaning it up and getting a reg number?
Afighting chance, I'd say, Gov.
He's not a witness.
[ Suspenseful music plays]
[ Indistinct conversation]
[ Laughter]
My advice -- Don't pin everything on this van.
That van's our best lead, sir.
If you don't play you can't lose.
What, you think I should quit?
In March 2002, Bellfield and partner, Laura Marsh,
were living in Collingwood Place, Walton-on-Thames.
And?
Milly Dowler went missing in March 2002.
BRUNT: What are you thinking?
I'm thinking, if he hit you with a hammer, you wouldn't get up.