[tense music playing] [engine revving] [tense music continues] [panting] [breathing heavily] -Can you breathe?

-Yeah.

Shame that.

Turn around.

[man] Babylon beast.

You're a lying pig, Luther.

-You ain't no better than me.

-[siren wailing] Get me out!

[indistinct yelling] [suspenseful music] [indistinct chatter] Oi!

Miss.

Miss?

It's Lee Peck.

You taught me in English.

Sorry, miss.

What, did I just scare you?

Yeah.

You did.

Yeah.

Miss, I'm sorry-- Go home, Lee.

-[door opens] -[man screams distantly] [yelps] [muffled shots] [panting] Oh... Oh, sh... Miss!

Miss, let me in!

Miss, let me in, yeah?

Miss!

Please... Miss... Let me in, Miss.

Let me in!

-Lee!

Go home!

-Miss, please!!

-I'm calling the police!

-[Lee] Miss!

Please!

I'm doing it right now, Lee!

[Lee sobbing] [breathing heavily] ["Paradise Circus" by Massive Attack playing] ♪ Love is like a sin ♪ ♪ My love ♪ ♪ For the ones that feel it the most ♪ ♪ Look at her with her eyes like a flame ♪ ♪ She will love you like a fly ♪ ♪ Will never love you again ♪ I'll get you fixed, I promise.

All right, all right, all right.

Hold on.

Just relax, all right?

Don't... Don't!

-[screams] -[man] Cuff him!

Take him.

[Luther grunting] [panting] [Luther groaning] [thudding] [Luther groans] Oh, God!

[panting] George, what is all this bollocks?

-Where is he?

-Where's who?

-[taser crackling] -[screaming] [grunts] [Luther pants] -Where is he?

-Who, George, who?!

I don't know who you're talking about.

[chair rattles] That's my son.

-Alastair.

-Alastair, yes.

The elder one.

Washes... Washes the money for you, yeah.

What about him?

Allegedly.

Okey-dokey.

-Massey, please.

-[gun clicks] [George] So, what we're gonna do is, I'm gonna ask that question a maximum of five more times.

[sighs] -Cornelius, I've no-- -[empty chamber clicks] Where's my boy?

Come on, John.

Hurry up.

Where is he?

I have no clue.

-[empty chamber clicks] -And that's twice.

All right.

I don't know.

I don't know.

Last chance.

Come on.

Wake up, John.

-[taser crackling] -[screaming] -[gun cocks] -Give me that.

Put your hands where I can see 'em.

So, what's going on?

-You really don't know, do you?

-No, I really don't know.

[panting] Where was he when he got taken?

Alastair?

Where was he?

Who was it?

-Ah, see, now you're fishing.

-You started this, George!

I'm just doing due diligence, making sure you're not part of it.

[Luther] What'd you say?

Part of it?

Why would I be a part of it?

-We've got history.

-Not that kind of history.

Says the bloke who kidnapped me and cuffed me to a radiator.

Yeah, fair dues.

-So, are we good?

-Are we good?

He's my boy, John.

Do me a favor, let me get on with it.

George... I don't care about you and I don't care about your boy.

All I care about is going home.

Leave me alone.

Tell the Spice Girls to back off as well.

[person sobbing faintly] [sobbing continues] [sobbing growing louder] [man sobbing] [man gasping] [hyperventilating] [sobbing hysterically] [laughing maniacally] DCI Luther.

I'll put the kettle on, shall I?

[DSU Schenk] I see you're settling in.

Yeah.

Yes, of course.

Listen, uh, milk's in the fridge, uh... You know where everything is.

I'll be back in a second.

[wincing] [gargles] [sighing] So... How's Catherine working out?

DS Halliday?

She's okay, I suppose.

Why do you ask?

You don't like her?

Oh, it's not that.

I'm... Look, John, this, uh, direct entry thing... Head-hunting people from the public sector, fast-tracking them through the ranks... None of us like it, but that's the way it is.

Give it ten minutes and DS Halliday will be Superintendent Halliday.

Boss, are you, um, telling me to behave myself?

I'm saying that we're the dinosaurs, and she's the meteor.

So, yes.

Don't show her how it's done.

Show her how it's supposed to be done.

[sighs] -Noted.

-Good.

[tense music] [man speaking indistinctly over radio] [Luther] DS Halliday.

Morning.

Morning.

[clicks tongue] -Can I borrow a pen?

-Yeah, sure.

The killer took his eyes and cut his tongue out.

[sighs] All right.

Keep it.

[chuckles] No, I couldn't.

It's a lovely pen.

Honestly.

It's my gift to you.

Thanks.

The killer chased him from Ballarat Street just around the corner.

All right.

Um, can I ask... Um, is... Is this normal?

Normal?

[helicopter whirring] Thanks.

Witness hasn't a clue as to what happened.

The victim's an ex-pupil, Lee Peck.

He followed her home.

Next thing she knows, he's banging on her door, pleading to be let in.

Seems like the killer came from nowhere.

[DSU Schenk] I'd like to talk to the witness.

[flies buzzing] [suspenseful music] Benny.

Mate, um... I need a favor.

Someone's got George Cornelius on the hook.

All right?

I need to find out who it is.

Why do we care?

I don't know.

I, um... It just doesn't feel right.

So, I'm just gonna have a little nose about, and not fuss with warrants or anything like that?

No, no, no, no.

[chattering indistinctly] Go on, then.

You talked me into it, you silver-tongued devil.

Cheers.

[sighs] All right.

So, where are we?

[DSU Schenk] First victim is Paul Redford, 29, landscape gardener.

-Single and ready to mingle.

-[Luther] What does that mean?

Oh, he used a number of online hook-up sites.

-Nothing similar on the books?

-No, nothing close.

All right.

Well, you know, this isn't our boy's first disco.

I mean, even Jack the Ripper had to work up towards what he did to Mary Jane Kelly.

And our boy hasn't got to this place from a standing start.

Nope.

Okay, first up, um, let's see if there's an uptick on people being assaulted in public.

Stabbed in the groin, the buttocks with a pen-knife or big pin... Like a hatpin.

-A what?

-[DS Halliday] A hatpin.

It's like a long pin, um, like this big.

You can use it for... I've seen those.

And then let's check, uh, recent prison releases of men that generally fit the pattern.

What about the other victim?

-Any connection?

-[DS Halliday] Uh, no.

It looks like an acute case of wrong place, wrong time.

Hmm.

What does this say to you, the eyes and the tongue?

[DS Halliday] Uh, symbolic punishment?

For what?

Intruding on a private act, maybe?

And this business, how has he done that?

That's LEDs sewn into his hood.

It confuses CCTV.

[Luther] Ah, okay.

So, this isn't random, is it?

Which means there's gonna be more.

Nowhere near it.

[chuckles] Yeah, man.

Yeah, man.

-[sighs] -[mobile ringing] Yeah.

Who's this?

-[DS Silver] It is I, Krampus.

-Benny?

The half-goat, half-demon creature who punishes naughty children.

Bad time.

What's up?

-Listen, mate.

I need a favor.

-Of course.

Totally.

-What?

Seriously?

-No.

Then you leave me no alternative, but to huff and puff and blow your walls down.

How are you gonna do that, then?

By telling Mr.

Cornelius that you're on the skim.

Well, I haven't.

And that's mad because he'd kill anyone who did something like that.

How do you even know?

Big lad, you need to brush up on your online security.

Hmm.

[mobile ringing] Benny?

Yeah.

Oh, cool.

Nice one.

All right.

[clears throat] All right, um... If anything comes up, you let me know, okay?

Okay, sure, um, cool.

Where will you be?

-Out.

-Yep.

Cool.

Sure.

Errol.

If they catch me wearing this, I'm dead about 18 times.

He'll feed me to his dogs.

-I'm not joking.

-Well, don't get caught, then.

Actual dogs.

-He's got dogs.

-Errol... Errol... I just need to know what's going on, all right?

That's it.

I don't even know anything.

Huh?

He just wants me there for a bit of extra va-va-voom.

That's all.

I'm numbers, mate.

I'm muscle.

I just need you in the room, listening.

-That's all.

All right?

-[groans] Don't say nothing, don't go asking any questions, just let us listen.

[telephone ringing] [telephone continues ringing] Everyone, keep your wig on.

Keep schtum.

[ringing continues] Afternoon.

[George] Look, we all want the money, but my son has nothing to do with this.

It's not how we do things in the civilized world.

Or what's left of it.

All right, all right.

You get your money.

I get my boy.

And that's it.

I'll meet you there.

Close of play.

Right.

I want this place watched like a hen night in Saudi.

All right, off we toddle.

Are you all right, Errol?

You're looking a bit peaky.

[Errol] No, I'm good, George.

[George] Really?

You're coming across as a bit clammy, to be honest.

Yeah, uh, just... just sweaty.

It's a family thing.

[laughs nervously] On my mom's side.

[George chuckling] Delightful.

Somebody point a gun into Errol's face, please.

Just one.

Oh, mate.

[breathing shakily] [George] Do me a favor, Errol.

Lift your shirt.

Oh, you don't have to bend over, mate, just lift your shirt.

I can't do that.

[Errol] Stop.

All right.

All right.

[George] Fair enough.

-[Errol] Bloody hell.

-[knocking on mic] -Hello, hello, hello.

-[feedback] [George] What's all this?

Oh, John.

I suppose this goes to show you really don't have a scooby about what's going on.

But you're still curious, you little tinker.

So, here's what we do.

You can follow me if you like.

Or you can save poor old Errol here.

[groans] Remember what happened to Harry Samson.

[grunts] [clattering over earphones] [grunting] What happened to Harry Samson?

[groans] [DS Silver] What did happen to Harry Samson?

[Luther] Harry Samson.

They blew his head off.

[DS Silver] So, where do you think they're taking him?

[Luther] Somewhere quiet, privacy, a bit of distance, a bit of real estate, where... [grunts] Where would they go?

Where would they go?

Come on.

Come on, John.

[horn honking] [sighs] No, no, no, no.

-[horn honking] -[Luther] Come on!

[clock ticking] [keypad beeping] Hello.

Police.

[Errol] Come on, man!

[grunting] [groaning] What?

What is this thing?

What is it?

[timer ticking] Ten minutes?

What happens in ten minutes?

-It goes off.

-No.

No!

-The key.

-Wait.

No.

You can't do that.

-[key clattering] -Hey!

Wait!

[grunting] [mobile ringing] [Luther] Minty, where are you?

[Errol, stammering] I've got this... This thing around my neck.

This metal thing.

I think it's a bomb.

-[Luther] Minty, calm down.

-I can't calm down!

I've got this thing around my neck!

Relax.

We lost you at Tinakori Road.

-We turned on Brandon Street.

-Wait?

Where?

-I think, then... then, uh... -Brandon?

Okay, okay, okay.

I know where he is.

-[call disconnects] -Benny.

Benny!

Benny!

It's Halliday.

[DS Halliday] Guv, where are you?

Um, tip line got a call from a consultant psychiatrist, a Dr.

Vivien Lake.

She's worried about one of her patients, "escalating risk."

[Luther] Okay, do you like him for it?

I dunno.

It sounds interesting.

-Excellent, bring her in.

-No, I've already sent a car.

Good.

Okay, as soon as I can, I'll be back.

Yeah.

Why is he in a bad mood?

-Minty!

-I'm in here.

[screams] -You better be alone.

-Yeah, yeah, I'm alone.

Come on, man!

Come on.

Go, go, go.

[whimpers] [Luther] All right, let's have a look.

-[Errol] Go, go, go.

Oh, God.

-Just shut up.

Just shut up.

-Shh.

-[Errol] Come on, man!

-I can't open it.

-[Errol] What?

No.

Wait, wait, wait.

There's a key.

He threw the key over there.

-Where?

-Over there in the corner.

Benny, you have a quick look.

Come on.

Come on, man.

-Come on!

-Just relax!

All right.

[sobbing] -Come on.

-I don't think I can open this.

Yeah, man, you can do it.

-I'm not gonna be able to... -Yes, you can do it.

-No lock's unpickable.

-This might be.

-It's pick-resistant.

-What does that mean?

It means I can't pick it, Minty, relax.

Of course, you can open it.

Of course, you can.

That's not the attitude.

Pick it!

Get the lock off!

-Come on!

-Benny, how are you looking?

Where would it have landed, I can't see it?!

-In the corner!

-What corner?

Corner, corner, corner.

Hurry up!

Hurry up.

[sobbing] Oh, my God.

Oh, come on, man.

Come on!

-Relax, okay?

Just relax.

-[screaming] All right!

[Errol whimpering] [Errol] Yeah, yeah.

[breathing heavily] [Luther] Benny?

What's that?

What does that look mean?

What's that look?

What does that look mean?

-Benny?

-Yeah.

-You should go.

-Come on, come on, come on!

-[Luther] Start moving!

-[Errol] Find the key!

-Find the key!

-Boss, got it.

Look, he's got it.

He's got it.

-Come on!

-Go, go.

Right there.

[Errol] Open it, open it.

Unlock it.

Come on, come on.

Yes, yes!

All right.

Come on.

[screaming] In there!

[explosion] [mobile ringing] [mobile continues ringing] [mobile beeps] [man exclaiming mockingly] [door opens] [Luther] Errol.

I'll make sure you're looked after until this is all put to bed, all right?

It won't be put to bed, though, will it?

You've opened up a can of... Not worms.

I don't know, geese.

[Errol sighs] I'll sort it.

-I promise.

-Yeah.

Yeah, you do that.

[tense music] [gunshots] [grunts] Yeah, you run.

I'll find you.

I'll get you.

[door opens] Dr.

Lake, I'm DCI Luther.

-Did they offer you tea, coffee?

-Yeah, they have.

Thanks.

[DS Halliday] Um... You wanted to bring one of your patients to our attention.

James Hauser, yeah.

So, what can you tell us?

He's a very troubled man.

Dealing with a number of intersecting paraphilias, he was the victim of profound and systematic childhood abuse.

Unspeakable abuse, really.

[DS Halliday] And to avoid any doubt, um, paraphilia means... Sexual fetishes, abnormal sexual impulses.

-The nature of his... -[Vivien] Impulses?

Piquerism.

From the French piquer, "to prick."

At the age of 13, he stabbed a classmate in the buttocks with a school compass, and experienced his first orgasm.

-Classmate, female?

-[Vivien] Male.

He attended boarding school, but there were female victims during his student days, and, later, sex workers of both sexes and genders.

He paid to stab them in the buttocks, thighs, particularly the area around the navel.

-[Luther] Using a... -Usually the point of a scalpel.

Just the tip.

There isn't a person in the world without a sexual secret.

DS... Uh, Halliday.

You know, we all have a fantasy.

We all have a fetish.

We all regret something we've done.

Something we never had the courage to do.

So, what's changed?

Why come in today?

[Vivien] His condition's been escalating.

He hasn't made his last couple of appointments.

And last night, he turned up at my house uninvited.

He... -There was blood on him.

-[DS Halliday] His blood?

I presumed so, at first, yes.

Self-mutilation isn't uncommon in people struggling with extreme desire.

But... I went to wash his wounds.

There were no wounds.

I asked him to wait in the lounge while I went into my office to call the police, take him to a safe place.

Before I could place the call, he'd gone.

As his fantasies became more extreme, he became too ashamed to articulate them.

So, I asked if he could draw them for me.

[police radio chattering indistinctly] [police] Armed police, armed police.

[indistinct chatter] [ominous music] [music intensifies] [train passing] [whistling sound in distance] [whistling sound in distance] [brakes screech] [chattering indistinctly] [tense music playing] [tense music] [music intensifies] [bell dinging] [woman] Stop the bus!

[radio chattering indistinctly] [camera shutter clicking] [Luther] Cheers.

[sighs] We think it's him.

[DS Halliday] The driver tried to intervene.

We're going after him with full force.

We've got aerial units, ground units, dogs.

We've got his house, his workplace, all of his usual haunts under surveillance.

Well, good.

He's not going home, is he?

I mean, not now.

It's not gonna stop.

Not after this.

Not until we stop him.

[DS Halliday] So, what next?

We play dirty.

The psychiatrist?

Did she seem normal to you?

I don't know.

I guess, she came across a bit intense, a bit too invested in her patient.

Well, she did come forward with his name.

Yeah, but reluctantly.

'Cause I think she had to.

I don't know how deep it goes, but I don't think we're looking at a normal doctor-patient relationship.

Well, it does happen sometimes between patients and the therapists, they call it countertransference.

It can get intense.

Ah, good.

Whatever psycho-sexual thing they got going on, we can exploit it.

-Wait.

Can we do that?

-Within parameters.

Okay.

Bring her in.

Push her buttons.

See what pops up.

[DS Halliday] Have you done this before?

[Luther] Yeah.

Well, something like this.

And you're definitely okay with it?

Like, ethically?

I don't know about ethically, but as long as it's legal, I'm okay with it.

[sighs] Dr.

Lake, we're sorry to have to do this to you, but we urgently need to know the whereabouts of your patient, and we believe you might be able to help us with that.

Has he been in contact with you since we last spoke?

No.

And do you have any idea where he might be, -where he might go to hide?

-Well, I'm hardly his keeper.

[eerie music] [DS Silver] Boss.

James Hauser's phone's just come on.

He's in Hampstead Woods.

This is Schenk.

Get SCO19 to Hampstead Woods and have them take up position.

[DS Halliday, over PA] And what about your responsibility to his victims?

Well, I'd imagine it's "alleged" victims at this stage, isn't it?

Okay.

Why don't you just show her?

[mobile vibrating] [Vivien sighs] Well, this really is a tawdry form of manipulation, isn't it?

Frankly, I expected better.

Dr.

Lake, look... You know him.

I care about his well-being, yeah.

I have no emotional attachment to him.

-[Luther] Which is a good thing.

-Why?

I don't think he's gonna stop until we kill him.

Oh, dear God, how clear can I be?

Look... I'm happy to give you any information that might help in protecting the lives of others, but, it's your job to actually catch him.

I cannot, and I will not help you do that.

[DS Halliday] That girl on the bus was 23 years old.

Now, I could tell you exactly what he did to her, before he slit the bus driver's throat and ran away, but I don't wanna hear myself saying those things.

-Do you understand that?

-Well, look, I'm happy to suggest a good therapist, if that's any help.

And what if we were to arrest you?

-On what grounds?

-Obstructing justice.

Okay, um... Call me if you change your mind.

Come on.

[mobile vibrating] [DS Halliday] Oh, God.

[Luther] All right, look, she's not gonna help voluntarily, okay?

She's good and spooked on his behalf, you guys listening in?

[DS Silver] I am, and you're bang on the money.

He's talking to her right now.

-From where?

-[DSU Schenk] Hampstead Wood.

If he gives us the slip there, we'll never find him again, John, so we need her to lead us to him.

Yeah, I know, she's good and primed.

She thinks she's saving him from the filth.

[scoffs] She could be right.

[Vivien] James, remember, you can control this.

You have to think ahead.

You have to think of the consequences.

[James] I don't think I can stop.

[Vivien] Yes, you can.

You need to remember your strategies.

You didn't call me because you were aroused, you called me because you know you shouldn't be putting yourself in this situation.

You need to remember what we talked about.

Can you come here?

James, if you don't let me help you, they're going to hurt you.

And I couldn't bear that, so, please.

Let me come to you.

I'll hide you.

I'll keep you safe.

[James exhales] [Vivien] Please.

[James] Hampstead Wood.

[line disconnects] She's leaving.

And SC019 are in position.

-Stay with her.

-[Luther] Two minutes away.

You want him dead?

I don't care.

I just want him.

[DS Silver] She's entering the woods just south of the basketball court.

[ominous music] James?

Come with me, please.

You can hurt me, if you like.

All units.

On my signal.

I'd like you to cut me.

[James breathing heavily] [twig cracks] I didn't.

I wouldn't.

I wouldn't.

No!

[screams] -James!

Don't do it.

-[Vivien whimpers] Go, go!

[tense music] [Luther] James!

[Luther grunting] [panting] [Halliday whimpers] [choking] Oh... God, he's cut his own throat.

God.

Jesus Christ.

[Luther] Look at me.

Look at me.

[Vivien] You followed me.

Yeah.

And asking for my help, what was that?

Manipulation?

Gameplay?

-Yeah.

-[spits] You have no idea what he endured, what was done to him.

He was a good man.

Pig.

Filth.

Take her away, please.

Get a statement.

[car engine starting] [somber music] Oh.

Who do we have here?

Wow.

[whirring] You didn't have to cut me.

Are you listening to me?

Look what you did to my arm.

That is the last time I humiliate myself for you.

Okay?

That is the last time you ever hurt me.

James better be dead.

[screaming] [groaning] [screaming] [grunting] [clock ticking] [Luther sighs] [mobile vibrating] [line ringing] [ringing stops] Catherine?

It's way past time you went home.

Yeah.

No, yeah.

Sorry.

Is everything all right?

It's just... Something's wrong.

It's not right.

Have you discussed this with DCI Luther?

Well, I've tried calling him over and over, but he's not answering, so... -How convinced are you?

-Nine out of ten.

Eight.

No, nine.

Yeah, nine.

Then let's go and see him together.

Okay.

Luther.

He knew.

He must have known.

[tense music] [pounding on door] [pounding continues] [pounding continues] [gun cocks] [pounding continues] [Luther] All right, all right.

[sighs] [breathing heavily] Wotcher.

["Come Together" by Spiritualized plays] ♪ Little Johnny's all messed up' ♪ ♪ 'Cause first he jumped and then he looked ♪ ♪ Those tracks of time, those tracks are mine... ♪ [grunting] ♪ Come on, come together... ♪ [woman screaming] ["Come Together" by Spiritualized continues] [song fades]