( music 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 ♪ ( music playing ) MARY: I can’t remember the last time I did this.

Just stayed up all night talking.

I mainly stay up all night shouting.

I find that hard to believe.

No, it’s true.

Honestly.

MARY: You’re such a gentle man.

Ah.

I don’t know about that.

JUSTIN: Stop!

What’s on the trolley?

Stuff for the incinerator.

Where’d it come from?

PORTER: Where do you think?

Get this to forensics, double quick.

They’re waiting.

Yes, sir.

ERIN: So, how you doing?

I’m all right.

I’m good.

You look a little tired.

Yeah, I haven’t exactly slept.

Listen I... I just wanna make things right.

That’s all.

( phone ringing ) Be careful, Justin.

DS Ripley.

JUSTIN: Victim’s name is... JOHN: Dani Lane.

Husband’s Craig.

I was trying to call them when you walked in and made your scene.

Obviously you and I have got a problem, so, why don’t you just leave this to me?

And you’re kicking me off?

Go nail Ken Barnaby.

Justin, if Ken Barnaby murdered Jared Cass, he should go down for it.

I can’t imagine why you think I’d have an issue with that.

( music playing ) Think I’d be too scared to show?

Are you coming for me?

With relish, yeah.

Good.

Can’t be that much of a surprise.

So, what’d you want?

I want you to leave Justin out of it.

I’m not sure I know what you mean.

He’s a good man, Erin.

He’s a good man.

He’s got good heart.

Don’t break him, not as a way of getting towards me.

He deserves better than that.

Unbelievable.

Seriously.

I am-- I’m speechless.

How serious is it?

Do you think I’d ever tell you in a million years?

Right.

Thing about love, is that it brings out the best in you, but it can also bring out the worst.

All your fears, rage, self-doubt.

Don’t mess around with it.

It’ll blow up in your face.

Are you done?

No.

I’m having fun, though.

You?

No.

I’m not done.

( music playing ) ( doorbell buzzing ) JODIE: Morning, Paul.

You’re early.

AYESHA: I’m a bit worried about B. Harvey.

He’s not had breakfast again.

JODIE: Okay.

AYESHA: And didn’t have dinner last night.

( indistinct chatter ) I think we’ll check and then see, maybe we can get a doctor in to see him tonight.

Uh-hmm.

And I’ll pop in and see if I have to talk to him.

I have to see Mr.

Carney.

Can you watch reception?

Yeah.

Come on, Paul.

WILLIAM: Morning, Jodie, love.

So we know Ronnie Holland was killed because he could connect that Shoreditch Creeper murders to the deaths of Emily Hammond, Dani Lane, and Craig Lane.

Yes, but he was bludgeoned to death in his own home, so if he knew the killer for what he was... Why’d he open the door?

If we knew that, we’d be laughing, wouldn’t we?

We know Ronnie Holland was fixated with the Creeper murders.

Yeah.

Well, you don’t think he didn’t keep tabs on his prime suspect?

Benny, I need you to trawl through his browser history, all right?

Phone records, whatever.

BENNY: What am I looking for exactly?

JOHN: Well, whenever you get that feeling where you know something’s not quite right but you’re not sure what it is, look for that.

Call me when you’ve got something.

Okay.

Mr.

Barnaby?

DS Ripley.

Yeah, I remember.

Mrs.

Barnaby, I’m sorry.

I wish I might have a word.

Okay.

KEN: So, what can I help you with?

JUSTIN: Do you mind if I ask how it happened?

How does anything happen?

You dredged it all up.

My mind was all over the place.

I was at sixes and sevens.

Did they tell you what happens to the hand after they... Cut it off?

Burn it, presumably.

They do.

Except I got to it first.

I know this must be difficult to hear, but currently your hand is in our forensics lab.

So, Mr.

Barnaby, if there’s... anything you need to tell me then, now would be a good time.

Why would I have anything to tell you?

I know you’re scared.

My wife has MS.

If she loses me, she’s lost everything.

She dies alone.

So "scared" doesn’t come into it.

Do you understand that?

I really am very sorry.

Yeah.

Well, you carry on being sorry, DS Ripley.

And if you and your ghouls find anything, come and see me again.

Until then, why don’t you piss off and leave me alone.

( music playing ) BENNY: I trawled Ronnie Holland’s phone records.

Checked, double checked, cross-referenced, gave myself a migraine.

He called his daughter in Canada once a week.

The odd call to a few friends.

Then another number which stuck out.

What made you think that?

BENNY: The time of the calls.

They were made after midnight.

And he does this four or five times over a six-month period.

So, who’s he calling?

Winchford Care Home.

Ex-wife?

Family?

BENNY: After midnight?

Nah.

So I checked to see who lived there.

JOHN: And?

William Carney.

JOHN: Was he in the cold cases?

BENNY: Isn’t he just.

MARTIN: William Carney, born Bilaricky, 1948.

Two hundred miles away and two years after the last Creeper murder, Carney was convicted of choking Sandra Cho to death.

She was a working girl in Liverpool.

Did he serve his full time?

Twenty-five years, every day of it.

Man’s a born predator and Ronnie Holland knew it.

WILLIAM: Did you get hard?

Hmm.

She was a bit nice, wasn’t she?

Good legs.

( music playing ) ( door buzzer ) I’m looking for one of your residents, William Carney?

He’s a popular lad this morning.

Is he?

Paul Ellis?

Who’s that?

Family?

I don’t think so.

I don’t know.

When did he leave?

You just missed him.

Just now?

Yeah.

( music playing ) Benny, listen, I need you to check out a white male, he’s about 40 years old, his name’s Paul Ellis.

( music playing ) William Carney?

I’m DCI John Luther.

Ronnie Holland sends his regards.

Does he?

What from, the land beyond?

Why would you say that, sir?

Well, he stopped calling.

He used to like to call me, you know, when he’d had a few.

He was a devil for it.

Do you mind if I take a look at that phone?

I mean, if you like, I could sit here and wait for the... warrant to be signed.

WILLIAM: Her feet look lovely in that one, don’t they?

Do you see the arch of the instep?

That happens when they die you see it.

It sort of bunches up, yes.

Paul Ellis.

Who is he?

Well, he’s a fan, apparently.

( music playing ) ERIN: We should really get a shift on.

GEORGE: In a minute.

I just wanna get a feel of the guy.

He underlines.

So?

We tend to underline observations that confirm our view of the world.

( music playing ) Give me a day with those books and I’ll serve him to you on a plate.

Well, give me a search warrant, you can have it.

GEORGE: But where would be the fun in that?

Look at this.

What does this say about a man?

I love this guy to bits.

( music playing ) MARY: Hello!

It’s Mary.

Leave a message.

Hello, Mary.

It’s DCI John Luther.

And, yeah, I, you know I just called to say hi and... yeah cheers, then.

Bye.

MARTIN: These are cold case files pertaining to the "Shoreditch Creeper" murders, circa 1979 to 1983, unsolved killings which we believe were committed by William Carney.

We believe that these crimes were connected to the subsequent murders of Dani Lane, Craig Lane, Emily Hammond, and one of our own, DCI Ronnie Holland.

BENNY: The connection goes by the name of Paul Ellis.

Now somewhere in these files, there’s a link to him, direct or otherwise.

This thing with feet?

What’s that about?

When I was a little boy, I read in a magazine article about foot binding in China.

Do you know how it was done?

They’d swathe a young woman’s feet, strips of cloth, bending the toes under the foot, breaking the bones.

The way the women were forced to walk resulted in hypertrophy of the hip muscles and the perineum.

It gave them very muscular vaginas.

( indistinct chatter ) How did you and Paul Ellis meet?

I mean, how’d you get together?

You tell me.

Oh, wow.

How about this, you spend 25 years in prison, wanking into a dirty little sock, thinking about the day you get out and what you’re gonna do to the little girls that got away.

Dani and Emily from Crosswood Street.

But when the time actually comes to it, well, look at you.

So you look for someone else.

I think, you know, you go on the internet, S&M sites.

Someone that wants to do what you used to do.

Someone that was younger, you know, fitter, stronger.

Am I making you laugh, what’s going on?

WILLIAM: You really have no idea at all, do you?

Well then, tell me.

I didn’t seek him out.

He came to me.

The boy is a pilgrim.

( knocks on door ) Sorry.

What is it?

You wanna see this.

What?

What am I looking for?

Paul Ellis.

In 1984, you were convicted of the murder of Sandra Cho.

And before that, Ronnie Holland liked you for another murder, the murder of April Saunders.

April was a prostitute working out of a council flat in Camden.

The killer strangled her with stockings, bit her feet, and stole her shoes.

April was arrested several times and she used aliases.

April Edwards and April Simmons in 1980.

But she was arrested twice and used the alias of April Ellis.

It turns out Ellis was her maiden name.

Ellis, Saunders, whatever you wanna call her.

April had a son, aged twelve, Paul.

And he was hiding in a wardrobe when his mother was murdered.

He saw the whole thing.

Can you imagine that?

What that would do to the... mind of the young boy watching you murder his mother.

( music playing ) JOHN: We’re on our way to his house now.

( music playing ) ( indistinct chatter ) ( music playing ) What do you want?

I’m not your performing seal.

I’m busy.

GEORGE: Luther paid a visit to Erin.

Apparently he’s worried I might break your heart.

What did he say?

What did he say?

GEORGE: He knows something’s wrong.

He’s just still trying to work out what.

Oh, holy crap, though.

Luther’s sniffing around.

So we need to move quickly.

Meaning what, exactly?

You’ve got to make a full statement on the record today.

Catalogue everything Luther ever did.

Every lie he told, every law he broke.

Everything.

All right, then I need a deal.

That can’t happen, Justin.

Well, it has to.

I’m not losing my job for anyone.

Not him, not you.

I want proper assurances.

And that means legal assurances or the deal’s off.

Yes, yes.

John, this is... Joy Harris, divisional surgeon.

You understand this is a very sick man.

Sicker than you know.

Which means he’s under my duty of care.

He’s fine.

He’s had his meds.

He’s got oxygen.

But the stress of arrest and interrogation... Are you joking?

HARRIS:...tends to accelerate hypoglycaemia.

He can use this to shut me down.

HARRIS: The minute he becomes symptomatic, I’m pulling him out of the interrogation.

How long have I got?

I got the remains of the hand to forensics.

They reconstructed Barnaby’s finger.

Well enough to get a match.

So nick him then.

How did you do it?

Hey, come on, this little boy here, I mean, he should really hate you, shouldn’t he?

I mean, you killed his mother.

You think she was a good mother?

JOHN: Oh, I think she did her best.

She was a deranged slut.

Do you know why Paul was in that wardrobe?

Because it wasn’t voluntarily, I can tell you that.

He spent a lot of time in that cupboard.

Heard and saw more than any young boy should.

It didn’t take long before he started creeping about, breaking in, stealing shoes, underwear.

Peeping into bathrooms.

And so he did what any monster would do.

And what is that then?

Hmm?

Find his creator?

Well, his first stop was dear old Ronnie Holland.

And of course, Ronnie remembers the broken little boy with the dead mummy.

So he takes pity on him... and he says, "I know who did this to you and I know who did this, son."

So Paul turns up at my doorstep.

So full of rage he can hardly speak.

Don’t try it.

Don’t you keep trying that.

Don’t you keep sucking on that thing.

I didn’t make him what he is.

You’re playing me.

That was his mother’s work.

Don’t play with me.

Your mother did it, Paul, your mother did it.

All I did was shape the clay.

I’ll turn that oxygen machine off I tell you now.

All I did was gave him a sense purpose.

Oh, yeah?

And now, how did you give him that?

Hmm?

I explained how much fun it was you see, killing his mother.

How’d you pick your next victims?

Tell me how you do that?

I like to think of it as one for the road.

No he’s using his oxygen mask far too often.

He’s under too much stress.

Who is she?

She’s lovely.

I can’t wait for you to meet her.

Who is she?

Who?

This Interview’s over.

JOHN: Listen!

Where is she?

Ooh.

She should be at home around about now, I’d imagine.

JOHN: Who is she?

Who?

Step back, please.

That’s enough.

I know you like to win and you’re gonna have your win, but who is she?

She’s got feet like a princess.

Who has feet?

Who?

Just tell me who she is.

Eve?

Hello?

( phone ringing ) Hi, babe.

Yeah.

I’m home already.

Oh, brilliant.

Uh, spag bol.

Yeah.

Did you speak to Ayesha?

Did she tell you what happened?

I know.

Okay.

All right, see you in a minute.

Bye.

Jodie, babes?

So I spoke to Ayesha.

Jode?

Huh?

I’m in the shower.

Do you need a wee?

EVE: No.

No, I’m all right.

( thud ) Better.

JOHN: Benny, get me the Winchford Nursing Home personnel office now.

Couldn’t stand it, could you?

Hmm?

Couldn’t stand it, all those pretty nurses thinking you’re some weak man, but you’re gonna show them who you really are.

Hmm?

Nicely done.

But you may be a little late.

Get out of my sight.

Get him out of here!

Get him out of here now!

What, and you didn’t even know?

Not even!

Oh!

Well, that’s the thing.

You see quite a lot of dirty old men, whatever.

You catch them glancing at your boobs and... Eugh.

I know!

With this bloke, it was like he was looking through your skin.

Hmm.

Just popping to the loo.

Jode?

So, what time’s Ayesha home?

Half an hour ago.

Do you think she’s stopped off to see-- what’s his name?

JODIE: What, Steve?

No, not Steve.

No, the weird-looking one.

What weird looking one?

EVE: You know, the one that looks like-- who is it?

Paul Daniels.

Jamal?

Jamal does not look like Paul Daniels.

Jamal’s fit!

EVE: Hmm.

I don’t know about fit.

I wouldn’t give him a fit.

( banging on door ) Did you actually hear that?

Ayesha?

Are you home?

( banging on door ) You can’t be serious.

What... EVE: Ayesha?

( banging on door ) Ayesha?

Babes, what are you doing?

EVE: Well, it’s not as if like there’s actually anyone there.

Well, it’s just a thing.

JODIE: What?

The house settling.

Hello?

Hello?

( timer buzzing ) ( door creaking ) ( banging on door ) So not funny!

Evie, stop it.

( knocks at door ) Right.

That’s it.

You’re in big... ( screams ) ( phone ringing ) Hello?

It’s Paul, isn’t it?

Paul, you don’t have to do this.

Please.

We won’t say anything.

We won’t tell anybody.

AYESHA: Hello?

Anyone home?

( footsteps on stairs ) ( footsteps overhead ) I hope you don’t mind, Paul, but I gave Ayesha a call.

Asked if I could sneak up here with her.

Hmm?

Well, go on.

Say something.

Aah!

Hey, stay down there.

( siren wailing ) All clear.

JUSTIN: Ken Barnaby, I’m arresting you for the murder of Jared Cass.

You do not have to say anything.

But it may harm your defense if you fail to mention when questioned something which you’ll later rely on in court.

Hi, Ronnie.

Hi.

It’s me.

Mary.

It’s Mary Day, from last night.

So we seem to be crossing messages.

Anyway, cool.

Speak soon.

Or not.

GEORGE: So?

You ready?

Yeah.

I’m ready.

GEORGE: This is what you wanted.

Benny.

That phone I asked you to trace?

Anything?

Yeah.

It’s been on the move a lot, but it’s made three long stops at Lasseter Avenue in Stepney.

JOHN: Oh, yeah?

What do we know about Lasseter Avenue in Stepney?

GEORGE: You started working with DCI John Luther in January, 2009, is that correct?

That’s right.

And what was the first investigation you both worked on?

Home invasion, murder.

Suspect’s name was Alice Morgan.

( car alarm blaring ) I’ll see to it.

( alarm stops ) What you doing, John?

It’s DCI Luther, actually.

Not forget to... All right, girls.

Well, well, well.

This is where all goes down?

Secret Squirrel central station!

Hello.

Hello, John.

Do yourself a favor, mate.

Get out of here.

Or what?

John... Shut up, Mr.

Ripley.

You might just spoil my good mood.

So has my operation got a secret name?

Like a code name or something?

Hmm?

No?

It’s not very covert, is it?

Do you remember that show, "This is Your Life"?

It’s like the Big Red Book.

Except for all these people are dead.

Well, most of them.

GEORGE: Don’t make it any worse for yourself, John.

And who are you exactly?

GEORGE: Me?

DSU George Stark.

I’ll tell you what, George.

You’re a big man.

And I’m tired.

But if we are gonna take lumps out of each other, you won’t be the first one I’ve had tonight.

But someone’s gonna have to find out, your boss, my boss.

And then they’ll ask why?

How I just walked in on your operation, and how I walked out of here with all the evidence you’ve got against me.

What’s that gonna do to your reputation, eh?

Now, you can continue if you want.

Chase me down.

But if you take me down, I’ll take you down even faster and even harder.

GEORGE: DCI John Luther in January, 2009, is that correct?

JUSTIN: That’s right.

GEORGE: And what was the first investigation you both worked on?

JUSTIN: Home invasion, murder.

Suspect’s name was Alice Morgan.

She was the daughter of the victims.

Do you want me to go through every case we worked?

JOHN: Course they do.

GEORGE: If you would.

I know it will take a while but... JUSTIN: Yeah.

That’s why I wanna get the big stuff on record while my mind’s clear.

GEORGE: Okay.

That’s why we’re here.

JUSTIN: Right.

I just wanna say, for the record... Yeah.

JUSTIN: ...that in my experience, DCI Luther is an outstanding police officer.

I’m honored to have worked at his side, and I consider this investigation to be a little more than a fishing expedition and a witch hunt.

While arguably I’ve seen him cut procedural corners, DCI Luther has never, to my knowledge, broken any laws, either in pursuit with his duty or otherwise.

I’ve been honored to work with him.

( recorder beeps off ) Justin.

Sorry, what time did you call this?

I’m sorry.

I didn’t--did we... No.

I’m sorry, it’s a joke kind of but-- bad joke.

It’s just I tried to call-- you know, you tried to call then I tried to call and... Okay.

So last night... it was-- I don’t know what it was, but it was... Yeah, it was... Yeah.

And I don’t wanna play games, you know, I’m too old for that.

I’m not, like, well old, old.

But I’m too old for that.

I’m not a game player.

Good.

Because neither am I. Should we just stop talking?

Okay.

Let’s stop talking.

( music playing ) ♪ Early this morning ♪ ♪ When you knocked upon my door ♪ ♪ Early this morning ♪ ♪ When you knocked upon my door ♪ Don’t move!

♪ And I say ♪ ♪ Hello Satan ♪ Hello, Mary.

I think you should stay away from me.

♪ Me and the devil ♪ ♪ Walking in side by side ♪ ♪ Me and the devil ♪