SIREN BLARES, HORN HONKS
LENNOX: 'There's a few ways to interview a suspect.
'All too time-consuming, in my experience.
'Especially when you're dealing with arrogant monsters.
'You want to get in and out before they start infecting you.
'You adjust your interviewing techniques accordingly.
'With someone like Richie Gulliver, a political animal,
'you go to their level.
'Which in his case, is the gutter.'
What's your relationship with Graham Cornell?
Come on, "my name is Ray", we've both been through the fellowship.
'So?'
My name is Richie and I am a drug addict.
So we're both flawed men.
Men of secrets.
How flawed are you?
Where do you stop at getting your kicks?
You don't like me, do you, Lennox?
I see you as a typical schemie given a smidgen of power.
Which parent was the Bolshevik?
Father? Mother?
Yesterday, I held a dead child in my arms.
She had been kidnapped, drugged, raped and murdered.
If you were part of that in any way,
that's the reason I have to actively dislike you.
So remove yourself from my sights.
Ralf Wilberforce is on his way here now.
I'm not saying anything more until he arrives.
The crusading lawyer.
The smartest members of the conservative establishment
have always employed liberals
as a buffer against working-class anger, Lennox.
My woke friend will be here any minute
to tear you fascist police a new one!
HE SNIGGERS
DOOR OPENS Give us two minutes.
You have gone cowboy on me for the last time, Ray!
This is a member of the police committee!
If he is not the killer, we are all fucked!
Right, that's just what I'm trying to establish.
No! No! Drummond is going to interview him!
He's not who you think he is. I know him.
There's things that I need to say to him.
That's exactly why you shouldn't be in there.
You brought him in without my say so.
You have an agenda with this guy!
Well, my agenda certainly isn't to protect him!
What?!
You haven't even got a clue what my job entails, Ray.
Well, I know it seems to involve more politicking than policing.
You have to...
What?
Pray tell, as your superior officer, what do I have to do?
Amanda!
Go in there, interview him, don't push it.
Yes, boss.
'I'm DS Amanda Drummond and I'm...'
Well, DS Amanda Drummond.
I am Richie Gulliver, a Member of Scottish Parliament
and part of the police committee for Scotland.
So we are both on the same side,
'are we not?' 'I would certainly both hope'
and expect that to be the case. Good.
HE CLEARS THROAT
'While I can't interview you without a lawyer...
'I can tell you why you are here.'
DOUGIE SIGHS
'Can you tell us your whereabouts last Thursday morning?'
DOUGIE: You used to enjoy dealing with bastards like that, Lenny!
It's a shame you're stuck out here. Needs must, but, though, eh?
Oh, aye, is that right?
Don't you fuck about, Dougie.
An obsequious woke liberal against an over-privileged Tory prick.
And I'm ringside!
Can you fucking pretend you're not enjoying this?
She is the future of policing
and he is on the fucking police committee!
You fucking dinosaurs! RAY AND DOUGIE CHUCKLE
'I didn't make any fuss because I want to cooperate.'
But I want it on the record,
my extreme disquiet at the conduct of you and your senior officers.
'So I am saying nothing more until my brief arrives.'
MOBILE PINGS
The lawyer's here. Dougie, go get him.
It's a shame about these renovations.
I'll take him the scenic route.
I'm gonna enjoy winding this prick up.
I thought because you're a member of the...
The only reason I'm even speaking to you,
is because I'm on the police committee.
DRILLING
I've been on duty since 6:30. OK. Thanks, mate.
You the lawyer for Richie "Gullible", the racist MSP?
Yes. No. What?
I'm Ralf Wilberforce.
Follow me, Ralfie.
Mind that big, daft head of yours.
I didn't get your name.
I didn't give you it.
Is this the right way to the interview room?
You'll have to excuse us.
This building work seems to go on and on.
Hey!
Where are we going?
My client's time is being wasted here.
So fucking what?
I'm investigating a murder.
You think I like shepherding visitors around?
Want to find your own way?
No, it's just a bloody labyrinth.
Welcome to my world.
Try working here.
CLATTERING
Workers these days don't give a fuck.
That's why Britain's one of the world's shithole countries.
But mind you, why should they?
Cos it's all set up for the rich only.
And I'm not saying independence is the answer,
we just fuck things up.
Listen to the wise words here.
Right, you'll need to give that handle a right good pull.
What, you want me to...?
Well, I've done my wrist in, I cannae help you.
Take a deek at that.
You'll manage, though, a big, strong laddie like yourself. Go on.
This is ridiculous.
Give it some welly! Pull it!
Pull it. Pull it like you're trying to pull a person of colour
off your sister! What did you just say?
You can't say that, you're a police officer.
Aye, it's hard to defend that kind of fucking racism, isn't it?
How's it feel when you do it in court?
My job is to defend my clients.
Racist clients like "Gullible"?
Richie Gulliver is a populist politician,
and I don't happen to agree with his views.
So it's all right for the likes of him to be racist? I never said that.
Don't give me any of your shite. You wanna be here all day? No!
Then try pushing it, daftie.
Christ.
HE GRUNTS
Here, up the stair.
Everything's a game to these bastards.
They're removed from the consequences
of the pain that they cause.
Give me a shot at him! No.
You're lucky you're still on this case.
RAY SIGHS
Aye, few and far between now,
but probably more racism for your boys in the courts
than you'll find on the force these days.
It's a different thing.
Gulliver and I might be poles apart politically,
but everyone is entitled to justice under the law.
Hey, hey, hey.
Especially if they've got their poppy.
See, the one thing you've both got in common
is that you rely on pricks like us to clear up your dirty work.
We do it with grace.
As long as you pay us.
But you stop paying us, we'll rip your fucking throat out.
Ah, fuck this French wanker.
DOUGIE SIGHS
Douglas.
I ken what you're gonna say, the killer wore a mask.
Douglas, maybe in a sense, we all wear masks.
What are you fucking going on about? Do you ken what he's on about?
No, but I must insist...
I'm thinking of the hard face you are displaying to the world,
and I'm wishing to know what is behind this mask.
Fuck all. See? That's not good.
What about the food you cook?
The music you listen to.
The wine you drink.
Those women you are making love to.
Those are the things that make the real Douglas Gillman.
Tell us those, come on.
He's half daft. Like I'm gonna talk to him about all that shit.
I have to object...
I've been objecting since the radge got off the Eurostar.
He's from Paris.
An international case. And I've got to be nice to him.
Do you think I like baby-sitting a frog?
I must say, I find your attitude... Don't come the cunt with me, mate.
I'm fucking well trying to help you out here.
Where the hell am I going?
I'll show you, "Wilber-Beast", calm down.
We have reason to believe you are a close contact of our prime suspect.
I want to help, I really do,
but I have no knowledge of your prime suspect,
so perhaps all roads lead back to the start.
I'm a busy man, an MSP, looking for a seat in Westminster.
I have staff for diary details.
And the purpose of that
is so that I don't have to keep said details in my head.
I understand. And your cooperation is appreciated.
But why is it such a big deal
to just tell us where you were last Thursday morning
when Britney Hamil vanished?
HE SNIGGERS
Oh, God! I'm gonna lose my job over this.
Boss, this guy is an odious, patronising, complacent,
privileged piece of shit. Why are you protecting him?
You remember who you're talking to.
He may well be a patronising, complacent,
privileged piece of shit, but he is my patronising,
privileged, complacent piece of shit!
WILBERFORCE: 'I can't believe you use such offensive language!'
Racist, sexist... I don't even know where to start.
You're a bloody disgrace.
'You've done well, DS Drummond.
'I like your style. Your dogged pursuit. So...'
..before my brief arrives, I am going to give you what you so crave.
I was at the St Andrews Hotel
at the time the unfortunate girl disappeared.
Can anyone corroborate that? Were you alone?
No, no, no, no, no. You're getting very greedy now.
I suggest we have no further questioning until my lawyer arrives.
Gill, we need to corroborate Gulliver's alibi.
Get on to the St Andrews Hotel.
Ask them if he was there, if he was with anyone,
and have them send us CCTV.
Yeah, I'm on it. Thanks.
SCANNER BUZZES
Get in there and kiss his hole. Go on.
Ah, the cavalry!
Thank you for your assistance so far.
You could be a high-flier, DS Drummond.
You can go far in this organisation
if you play nice with the right friends.
Where the fuck have you been? Don't ask.
DOUGIE: Have we got anything for this fanny, or what?
He says he was at the St Andrews Hotel
the morning Britney vanished.
He's on the police committee.
I knew he'd cooperate.
Be nice to be able to knock it out of him.
And his paedo brief an' all.
Thank you for your help, Dougie.
Haven't you got a killer to find?
Off you go!
He's not the killer, but he knows more than he's letting on.
Aye, his connection with Cornell.
I don't know why Rich... Gulliver is protecting him.
They're lovers, boss.
He owns an S&M den that's full of instruments for inflicting pain,
that he uses with our prime suspect.
KNOCK AT DOOR Sir.
He was at the St Andrews Hotel the night that Britney vanished.
The manager says that nobody recalls him being with anybody else.
The alibi checks out. Of course it does.
Thank you, Gillian.
DOOR CLOSES
Now, Ray, the lawyer's arrived, you can go in now.
Please, play nicely, smooth things over.
SCANNER BUZZES
'Lothian Serious Crimes interview with Richie Gulliver, MSP.
'Monday 3rd of May 2021, the time is 1:36pm.'
'You were at the St Andrews Hotel.'
The person we now need to rule out of our investigation
is Graham Cornell.
My client has already provided information as for his whereabouts.
I fail to see how this is relevant.
One more time for the hard of thinking.
I don't know.
If I did, I would tell you.
But you do know Graham Cornell?
No comment.
Do you think he killed Britney?
My client... I don't know!
What does it matter what I think?
I've now told you where I was the morning of her disappearance.
You drag me away from a lunch, you take me here.
If I wasn't on the police committee, I wouldn't be so bloody cooperative.
We reiterate, my client was staying at the St Andrews Hotel
when Britney Hamil disappeared.
So, "my name is Richie", as you're on the police committee,
I can share this with you, Graham Cornell is a person of interest.
Could he have groomed Angela Hamil to get to her children?
How the hell would I know?
RAY SNIGGERS
You're a family man, Richie.
If Graham Cornell has got no alibi,
every aspect of his life will be pored over,
will become public knowledge, social media tittle tattle.
No. No...!
'We know Graham Cornell has no interest in girls sexually,'
but we suspect he's acting to bring victims to an accomplice,
as part of a fucked up sexual game.
Supplying young girls
to be used, abused, slaughtered and discarded.
Do you own an S&M den, Richie? A place...
'A place full of instruments of torture.' No! Argh!
'Something of a killing chamber.'
Eh?
One word, games.
Two words, consenting adults.
Five words, mind your own fucking business.
I must object...
Do you like inflicting pain, Mr Gulliver?
Is there always a victim, always a human and social cost?
This has gone too far.
Graham Cornell doesn't fit our profile.
We're looking for a sexually deviant,
secretive, arrogant, entitled man.
'I'm not the man that people think I am.'
I pick up whores and rent boys.
And I use them.
I want to make them fucking bleed.
And what I feel is revulsion.
Not for me, no, no. HE CHUCKLES
For them.
Because, ultimately,
there is no other role for those people than to be consumed.
Someone who uses and abuses people,
who sees them with no other role than to be consumed.
No! Fuck!
WILBERFORCE: 'So, if there are no formal charges to be made...' Fuck!
'..I think we are done here.'
Eureka!
Here, Poirot, check this.
What? The time code is saying so!
That is definitely the beast that monstered Fabby and Gaston!
Look, here's Pepe Le Pew now with his wee bird.
Both looking rampant. Yeah.
Oh. They take the key from the box
using password issued by the landwoman.
Lady, lady, lady. We call 'em landladies here.
Mm.
The way he moves, his dress, ah...
I judge him to perhaps be French.
PC?
Right, you're on.
What am I looking for?
This spunker's comings and goings.
Bang him through facial recognition and get us a name.
And please, do not call me Poirot.
Poirot was Belgian. I am French.
Belgian! Yeah.
Give themselves French names to sound posh!
They should stick to making chocolate and Stella.
Richie... Not a word.
Look, Bob, I have always supported you.
And it's been appreciated.
But what happened in there was totally unacceptable.
Arrested, questioned for hours, and then released without charge.
A complete waste of time.
I want Lennox off the case.
I'm afraid I won't do that.
I am guilty of nothing, Bob.
I don't want any personal relationship
I may or may not have, coming out.
Richie...
if Graham Cornell has an alibi for Britney Hamil's murder...
..then it won't come out from here.
Right.
Well, good night, Bob.
DOOR OPENS
DOOR CLOSES
He wants you off the case.
Of course he does.
What did you tell him?
What do you think?
I know, in your own way, you stick your neck out every day
with all the shit that goes on upstairs.
It's appreciated.
Aye, can you send it over?
The frog's got his computer with him, so send it over now.
I told you laptop boy was on it!
Can I get you something?
Sancerre, s'il vous plait.
Aye, that gear.
Fuck knows why they even bother giving those nerds a police wage.
They'd be sitting fannying about in front of a screen all day anyway,
happy as fuck.
Voila! HE EXCLAIMS IN FRENCH
Monsieur Georges Fournier.
I told you he was French.
He looks French.
The wank.
DOOR CLOSES
Everyone knows our stark stuff.
We may disagree on the nature of it, but we can't dispute its existence.
I just see all the shit in this world.
I never see what I wanna see.
HE EXHALES DEEPLY
UPBEAT INDIE ROCK MUSIC
'Hi, this is Trudi Lowe, please leave a message after the tone.'
Hey, it's me.
Erm, I'm gonna clock off soon.
Do you, erm, wanna come over?
I just don't want to be on my own tonight.
Lennox, long time no see.
Not heard from you in a while.
Been keeping busy?
Always a pleasure chatting with you, Raymondo.
Catch you.
Oh, I'm so glad you're here.
HE SNIFFS I've had such a shit day.
No closer to finding out who killed that poor girl?
Hey. HE SOBS
No.
Good morning, Ralf.
I was harassed by one of your officers.
A DI Gillman. That man is a sociopath,
and a racist, to boot. I'm making a formal complaint.
HE SIGHS
DOUGIE: 'Gaffer.'
In my office now.
Amanda.
Are you OK?
I'm wondering if I'm letting my dislike for Gulliver
colour my judgement.
What's not to dislike?
Aye, he's playing games.
Getting off on the idea that we think he might be Britney's killer.
Gulliver is a piece of shit,
but he might not be our piece of shit.
But he's definitely connected to Cornell.
The S&M den proves that.
It's...
Why would Gulliver protect Cornell if he's the killer?
He's not protecting Cornell, he's protecting himself.
Gulliver's incapable of any act that isn't about self-interest.
GULLIVER SCOFFS 'No, no, no, no.'
I am not like you. I have money, I have power, I have connections.
You, what do you have?
All you have...
..is each other.
And this, oh, bleak place.
I only came here to satisfy my curiosity.
And, yeah, you are losers.
There, done.
Confirmed.
So, I am off to a 10,000-euro-a-week clinic to detoxify.
Bye-bye.
'If Cornell was with Gulliver in the St Andrews Hotel,'
he's got no need to hide! That would mean Gulliver is impeding
the most despicable child murder investigation
in order to stop his relationship with Cornell from coming out.
There's a certain type of two-faced slimy bastard in this country
and, unfortunately, they run the show.
WOMAN: Did you get your pages OK? MAN: I was saying about the party.
Ah! The pool, yeah?
He's told you about the party?
Come on, come on, you've got to come...
Can I take that one? Thanks.
Put your bikini on - I'll be wearing mine!
LAUGHTER I mean, it chafes, but...
Don't listen to him. Don't listen to a word he says.
Sight for sore eyes! Are you gonna come?
Yeah, sure. You've said you're gonna come, is that a promise?
Great. Good. You've said it now, Carly.
You promise?
Yeah. See you Saturday.
See you. Sweet girl.
DOUGIE: Morning, boss.
Hello, Dougie. Gulliver's lawyer has accused you of being racist.
Come on!
I've not got a racist bone in my body.
The problem was that I didn't appreciate HIS sense of humour.
I mean, I like a laugh.
What did he say to you?
Oh, no, I'd rather not say.
When I get offended by something, I just suck it up.
I don't go off running to authority figures like it's my ma's skirts
and expect them to right all the wrongs in the world
for poor little me.
Come on, boss? What's the script? Surely it's my word against his?
Dougie, there are procedures we have to go through.
KNOCK AT DOOR
Can I have a word, Trudi? Of course you can.
Come in, sit down.
Is everything OK?
I don't know, erm...
Something's happening and...
SHE EXHALES
Oh...
Hey.
Oh, thank you.
I think I'm being harassed.
Sometimes it feels like they're joking,
and then other times it's much more serious.
Nobody should be made to feel like this, OK?
We cannot tolerate any kind of sexual harassment here.
So we will go and see the head of HR.
I can't. I will come with you. I will support you the whole way.
Do you know what? Some men are just entitled pigs.
We've all met them before. And... What's his name?
It's not a man.
It's not just a man.
And I can't go to the head of HR because...
..because it's her, too.
You mean Estelle?
Every time I see them, they're making these suggestive comments.
Telling me I should come to parties with them
and I should come round to their place for a drink.
I don't know what to do.
KNOCK AT DOOR
He wants you now.
It's either his piles or his ulcer,
but something is giving him gyp today.
My one fucking ally on that committee.
Gulliver's a two-faced creep, don't feel sorry for him.
I don't, Ray.
I feel sorry for me.
You have made a difficult job... impossible.
We are...
We're on this.
All fucking day and all night.
It's just possible that Britney's killer is a multiple murderer.
Oh! He may be approaching his end game.
No! No more serial killer fantasies!
Come on, boss. The guy... This guy, he's killed before.
The MO is... The MO is exactly the same as Mr Confectioner.
I think he wants to be caught.
What?! With these sociopaths, it's all about legacy.
They used to build statues and monuments to themselves.
Now, some of them do this shit.
He's ripped the piss out of us for years with this cat and mouse game.
Now, he wants to cash in on his infamy.
This is Marvel Comics bullshit, Ray!
Boss...
The world is changing.
The very worst shit that you can conceive of
comes into being as soon as we can imagine it.
Work this case, Raymond.
Now, you're on the verge
of wrecking a very important person's career.
And all we've got is a bunch of useless inadequates.
Ronnie Hamil, Gary Franklin, Tommy Loughran,
who couldn't even cross the fucking street unaided!
Find Graham Cornell!
MOBILE VIBRATES
DS Amanda Drummond.
She's gone.
She's gone, I can't bear it!
Angela, Angela.
Please, I can't do this. Please, you have to find her.
I don't quite understand,
so just... just bear with me one minute.
Sorry, boss.
It's Angela Hamil, she's in a right state.
Put her on speakerphone.
'She's gone!
'She's gone! Please, you have to come and get her, please!'
We're doing everything that we can.
'Not Britney, Tessa!
'Tessa's gone! She didn't go to school!'
Right, we're on our way.
SIRENS BLARE
It's the same thing that happened to Britney.
Why are they doing this to me?
I can't bear it, I want to die!
You stay with Angela, OK? I'm gonna walk the route.
The uniforms are already here.
You stay with her, eh?
ANGELA WEEPS
What is happening?!
Tessa.
Are you all right?
Aye.
I'll never know how bad you're feeling, pal.
I felt bad myself once, I was quite a bit younger than you.
It's hard being the one that got away, yeah?
But it's not your fault.
You got food poisoning, it happens all the time, eh?
Sometimes I'm scared he'll come for me.
Then I want him to try it!
I would gouge his eyes out!
Do you know what I think your wee sister would really want?
What?
For you to have a good life.
To live well.
Hold your head up high.
Live without fear.
She wouldn't want that creep to ruin your life the way he took hers.
You ken what I mean?
Let's go home.
Thanks.
ANGELA GASPS
You scared the shit out of me!
Thank you.
If I found her sister in time,
she wouldn't have been sad enough to run away.
MOBILE CHIMES
Wait.
It's Graham.
What does he say?
He's been volunteering at a bird of prey sanctuary in the Highlands.
Only just heard about Britney. He's coming home now.
'OK. You head back and see if we're missing anything.
'There's something I have to do alone.'
God, grant me the serenity...
..to smash this fucking line of ching up my hooter.
And catch that child-murdering nonce!
Ah!
Welcome home, Graham.
Didnae ken you were into birds.
Come here!
Out of the way! Out of the way!
Come here!
Come here, you fanny!
What the hell are you doing?
Argh!
For fuck's sake, just stop.
I just, just... wanna talk.
Keep away from me! Listen to me.
Tell him I haven't said anything to anyone!
Tell who? About what, Graham!?
No, no, no, no, no! Wait, wait.
Please don't. Come back from there.
Don't come near me!
I'll jump! If you don't come here right now,
I will fuck you up like you did her, you child-murdering nonce!
What?!
What are you talking about?
Graham, I don't care who you're shagging,
as long as it's not a fucking child. No! I would never.
What is this? Did he send you?
I'm police, Graham. I just wanna talk.
I need you to... I need you to help me
and I need you to help your friend. Angela!
So, where were you on Thursday 29th April?
I loved that girl. I would never harm her!
What about Richie Gulliver? Did he love her? Would he harm her?
No!
Richie loves me! Aye... right!
I'll never betray him! You're not his wife.
He's gonna leave her.
It's a shallow political marriage of convenience, a business partnership.
No way.
So, you were with him, right, touring the B&Bs?
You don't know us, you don't know anything.
I know I need to make you see sense.
Ray.
To what do I owe this pleasure?
On mature reflection, I've been considering what you said,
and, erm, I think you're right.
We can help each other.
It's better all round.
Give us five minutes.
So, you want to be friends now?
Good.
You and I can help each other, Lennox.
Alliance building is important.
OK.
But Cornell, I wanna cross him off the list.
Nothing comes out about him and me?
Graham Cornell is a weak idiot.
'I've been fucking him in every conceivable way.
'He means nothing to me. If I knew where he was,
'I would throw him to you in a New York second
'because you would be doing me a favour.
'If he went to prison for the murder of that wretched girl,
'my life would be so much easier.
'But, alas, yes, we were together the day the girl disappeared.'
I'm not getting the impression
that you two are star-crossed lovers after all.
He's a feeble-minded, sentimental fool.
So easy to manipulate.
You don't protect the weak, Lennox.
You devour them.
Glad to see we're on the same page.
Fuck you! You fucker! You bastard!
SIRENS WAIL
Get off me, you...
SIRENS BLARE
THEY GRUNT
Fuck you!
Right, come on, up you go.
If you can't pick the right enemies,
don't be daft enough to pick the wrong ones. Huh?
Get the fuck off me!
MOBILE RINGS
Amanda.
Ray, we got Cornell.
He's just been picked up.
He assaulted Gulliver in the street!
That's shocking.
'He's admitting he was with Gulliver at the St Andrews Hotel.'
The press are all over this. There's no way Gulliver can deny it.
Let's let it play out.
So we can eliminate both Gulliver and Cornell from our suspect list.
Which means we have no suspects and we've got no leads.
'Amanda, we need to find that white van, eh?'
On it.
Listen, this dinner, my family, a wee bit strange.
Ray, all families are strange!
Come on.
Nice. OK.
Thank you. Thank you.
Thanks.
All right? This way, please.
I told you they were weird, eh? SHE WHISPERS: Don't say that.
This is Trudi. This is my sister, Jackie.
Hi. How nice to meet you.
Nice to meet you. My mother, Avril.
Punching again, Ray.
Thank you! Aren't you gorgeous?
Thank you. Brother-in-law, Angus.
Angus, hi. Hi. Nice to meet you.
Looking thin, son, are you eating right?
Aye.
No. Ray was saying that his dad used to work on the railways.
Mine did, too.
I'm sure he'll mention it. Oh, speak of the devil.
Dad. Well, son.
This is Trudi.
Dad. Oh, here. Too classy for this yin.
RAY CHUCKLES Thank you, Mr Lennox.
John!
John. So, I hear that you used to work for British Rail.
Aye, used to be a driver, freight mostly,
but I became an office man when my heart got bad.
So, we're just waiting on Stuart, yeah?
What a surprise (!)
Oh... Thank you!
Stuart.
Bruden.
Mutter. THEY GREET WITH A KISS
Schwester. Bruden.
Vater.
And, er, you must be Trudi.
Yeah. Pleased to meet you, Stuart. And you, too, Trudi!
Il mondo! I mean, she is way too good-looking
for a dishevelled old piece of bacon like yourself, eh?
Leading lady looks!
Charming, I think!
STUART LAUGHS
Aye.
May the Force be with you!
HE CHUCKLES
Thanks.
I can't help being the brother of a copper, but actually dating one?
That is a very brave choice, I shiteth thee not!
But how can I resist a hunk like this, right, Stuart?
Relationships are all timing, and ours is lousy.
Don't worry, I'm not trying to steal her from you, Ray!
That's a relief!
I would not wish a life of dating a thesp on anyone, my darling.
I mean, the things that you have to do while resting,
like literally prostitute yourself.
But, er... But a cop? No, that's a bridge too far!
Appreciate your support (!)
Nah, there's no support here, Ray.
In fact, you constantly astonish me...
Come on, you two! There's no two involved here, Jack.
Once again, it's Stuart's private party with us mere conscripts.
How you can do that job is beyond belief, you know?
A working class lad from a council estate.
And you protect the rich and you shit on the poor!
Are you interested in red wine, Trudi?
I'm quite a fan of this red one.
Yeah, no, definitely. I appreciate a drop of red.
There's this myth of a pluralist society,
where you blue-shirted Stormtroopers of capital
can somehow be a neutral force...
Who do you think the people in Pilton, Niddrie, Muirhouse
and Wester Hailes call when the bad bastards are fucking them over?
Do you think they send for an actor to sort out their problems
with a Shakespearian recitation? No. Do they fuck!
Raymond!
Stuart, what was your last TV role? River City. You know that.
And you played?
A drug dealer. Yes.
And the one before that?
A, er, multiple rapist, people trafficker in, er, Line Of Duty.
RAY LAUGHS OK, OK.
So, who has the reductive career?
I just lock up people like that, I don't try to be them.
Ray Lennox, I am so proud of you.
Why?
You wanted a drink tonight, didn't you?
Aye, you know, just one to stop the voices in my...
Just for a while.
HE CHUCKLES
Hey.
Yeah?
Erm...
When you have your little hunches... Aye.
..when you're working a case, yeah? Mm-hm.
How do you verify them?
Well, you know, you gather evidence.
You find out about the person you're investigating,
where they live, work, play, who they associate with,
and... what they're hiding.
What if they're hiding nothing? HE SCOFFS
They're always hiding something.
I'm not hiding nothing! Ha-ha.
What are you hiding? Nothing... from you.
Everything from the rest of the world.
Yeah?
Sounds like two work colleagues of mine.
Thank you. Mm.
Let's go.
JOURNALIST 1: 'Mr Gulliver!'
JOURNALISTS ALL TALK AT ONCE
JOURNALIST 2: Have you always been gay?
Thank you. Quiet, please.
Ladies and gentlemen.
Mr and Mrs Gulliver would like to make a short statement.
We are in consultation with our lawyer, Ralf Wilberforce,
and are unable, at this stage, to answer any questions.
I love my husband and will stand by him.
Those allegations are absurd and disgusting.
Thank you.
JOURNALISTS ALL TALK AT ONCE
Ladies and gentlemen, that's all we have to say for now.
Thank you.
Were there evenings when you had your cock up his arse,
and then came back home and fucked me?
Mm?
I'm genuinely curious.
Well, er...
DOOR CLOSES
PLEASURED GROANING
KNOCK AT DOOR
Oh, yeah.
Yeah. Ray.
Yeah. Ray! Ray!
What?
The door! The door! Fuck!
KNOCKING CONTINUES, TRUDI GROANS
KNOCKING INTENSIFIES
Really?
I'm fucking coming!
Amanda, what the fuck?!
The white van number plate that was obscured.
What?! Erm, look...
Come in. In.
Fuck's sake.
Er, Trudi, Amanda. Amanda, Trudi.
Sorry.
Amanda, go.
Every white van with those four digits,
we ran them through the Swansea database.
86 in total.
30, I checked out and was able to eliminate
for being too far removed from the crime scene.
Still loads to go.
Then I saw this image, taken from the camera on the roundabout,
reflected in the window of a bus. Those are our fucking plates!
Yes! Just been running it through the data bank.
Caught on CCTV an hour ago,
entering an industrial estate outside Leeds.
One full of lock-up garages.
Note the scuff mark.
Same black scuff mark as the vehicle that snatched Britney.
You get on to Yorkshire, Serious Crimes.
Tell them to get down to those lock-up garages.
I'm gonna throw on some clothes, and you, you're driving us to Leeds!
'And so it turns.
'Some killers think they're cleverer than everyone
'and like to leave a few breadcrumbs for us idiots.
'I don't care whether it's by design, as part of the game,
'or by mistake. I just hunt them down.
'I will never stop.'
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