("Mambo No.

5" by Lou Bega) ♪ A little bit of Monica in my life ♪ ♪ A little bit of Erica by my side ♪ ♪ A little bit of Rita's all I need ♪ - [Server] Can I take your order?

- Hurry up.

Burger, extra cheese, no onions.

(car horn honking) - Er, burger, cheese, onion.

- [Server] Window number two, please.

- Muffed it!

(bag rustles) You forgot the milkshake.

- Oh, er... - Banana-- - Banana milkshake.

- What?

- Banana milkshake.

- Burger virgin.

- I can do this.

- Look, you'll have to go back 'round again.

- How many points, d'you think, in a glass of wine?

- Five.

- Three.

Nicoise salad, Pizza Express.

A bit of tuna, bit of egg, few beans, bit of olive.

19 points.

- 19?

- All in the dressing.

(slurps straw) You need a break.

You should take a holiday.

I was thinking of a week in Ibiza.

- I hate holidays.

- Bit of sun.

Bit of karaoke.

- I don't sing.

- All Swedish people sing.

ABBA.

(River scoffs) Roxette.

(River laughs) A-ha.

- Ah-a?

They're Norwegian.

I don't know how you eat this stuff.

- Hey, a couple more times and your stomach gets used to it.

(motor revs) - [Radio Announcer] Area if you're not going to the game.

Let's continue with a request from Josie in Lewisham.

Here's Tina Charles with a classic disco anthem.

("I Love to Love" by Tina Charles) ♪ Oh, I love to love ♪ - Sing, you nutter.

♪ But my baby just loves to dance ♪ Sing!

♪ He wants to dance, he loves to dance.

♪ - No.

♪ He's got to dance ♪ ♪ Oh, I love to love ♪ (she laughs) ♪ But my baby just loves to dance ♪ ♪ Oh I love to love ♪ ♪ But there's no time for our romance ♪ ♪ No, no, no-oh ♪ ♪ Oh, I love to love ♪ ♪ But my baby just loves to dance ♪ ♪ The minute the band begins to swing it ♪ ♪ He's on his feet to dig it ♪ ♪ And dance the night away ♪ ♪ Stop ♪ ♪ I'm spinning like a top ♪ ♪ We'll dance until we drop ♪ ♪ But if I have my way ♪ ♪ Oh, I love to love ♪ ♪ But my baby just loves to dance ♪ ♪ He wants to dance, he loves to dance ♪ ♪ He's got to dance ♪ ♪ Oh, I love to love ♪ ♪ But my baby just loves to dance ♪ ♪ Oh, I love to love ♪ ♪ But he won't give our love a chance ♪ ♪ No, no, no ♪ (she laughs) ♪ Oh, I love to love ♪ ♪ But my baby just loves to dance ♪ ♪ The minute the band begins to swing it ♪ ♪ He's on his feet to dig it ♪ ♪ And dance the night away ♪ ♪ Stop ♪ ♪ I'm spinning like a top ♪ ♪ We'll dance until we drop ♪ Same car.

- Yes.

♪ But if I had my way ♪ ♪ Oh, I love to love ♪ ♪ But my baby just loves to dance ♪ ♪ He wants to dance, he loves to dance ♪ ♪ He's got to dance ♪ ♪ Oh, I love to love ♪ ♪ But my baby just loves to dance ♪ - Now, take it slowly.

♪ Oh, I love to love ♪ ♪ But he won't give our love a chance ♪ ♪ No, no, no ♪ ♪ Oh, I love to love ♪ ♪ But my baby just loves to dance ♪ (car door slams) (tense music) (thrilling music) (tense music) (car horn blaring) (thrilling music) - Yo!

Yo, what's going on?

(tense music) (River breathing heavily) (tense music) - Out the way!

- Riley, what are you doing, man?

(River breathing heavily) Riley!

(tense music) (door slams) (tense music) (knocking at door) - [River] Police!

(knocking at door) Police!

(objects clattering) - Urgent assistance required at the Tracy Estate by DS Stevenson and DI River.

In pursuit of a male.

- [River] Open up, police!

(thrilling music) (door crashes open) Wait!

(thrilling music) - No!

(Riley groans) (Riley screaming) (glass shattering) (dog barking in distance) (car alarm blaring) - Nice.

(River panting) (helicopter chuffing overhead) - [Woman] No!

No, no!

(tense music) - Light blue 2001 Ford Mondeo.

- You've got no plates, no visual ID.

- It's the same car.

- It's the third you've called in this week!

- He jumped.

- That's because he grows weed!

Christopher Riley has two convictions for dealing.

A third and that would have been him away for years.

The press are gonna be all over this.

We won't name you, but somebody will.

What were you thinking?

You're not on the case.

- It's the same car.

- Well, we'll leave that to Forensics, shall we?

You see psychs in the morning, like I asked you.

Rosa, nine a.m. Be early.

She'll only say what everyone else says.

You can't bring Stevie back.

(tense music) - What does she know?

- (laughing) Exactly.

Exactly!

(tense music) (laughing) Right, what does she know?

What do any of them know?

(tense music) I identified the car as that seen on the night of Stevie's-- - Would you like to amend that sentence, Inspector?

- I identified the car as that possibly seen on the night of Stevie... Of Detective Sergeant Jackie Stevenson's murder.

And I pursued the vehicle.

- Why didn't you call for backup?

- We did.

- We?

Who are you talking about?

(tense music) Who are you talking about?

(tense music) - He's not even on the investigation.

He spots a beaten-up car, then based on reckless instinct, chases a random man to his death.

- Or we're looking at our first viable lead.

It's not beyond the realms of possibility.

Riley has got form.

- But if Riley did kill her, I'd have preferred to have questioned him.

He should be on compassionate leave.

- He won't take it.

It's not as if I haven't tried.

- Try harder.

- He has an 80% clear up rate.

- Then give him a good reference.

- I'm encouraging him to focus back on the Erin Fielding case.

We do have a duty to him.

- To ensure that if he's not mentally fit to work, then-- - Yes, I will call it.

- I want to see River's psych report as soon as it's in.

- Oi.

The last holiday you took, you called me with heatstroke.

From Scotland.

- I told you, I hate holidays.

- So get back to work, then.

Then we made a promise to Erin's mother.

(record scratchily gently) (light clicks off) (gentle music) (water running) - 'Morning.

(gentle music) Do you know your teeth are the last thing to rot after bones and hair and skin?

- George Washington wore hippopotamus teeth.

- (chuckles) We've run out of Shreddies again.

So, are you going to get my suitcase down?

(gentle music) I've got masses to pack.

(gentle music) I know you've been looking at my Facebook page again.

(gentle music) - [Announcer] This train is for Bank.

The next stop is Westbury.

When leaving the train... (train whooshing) - There are 12 questions and 12 boxes to tick.

I make an assessment based on these questions and the answers you tick.

It's procedure.

Okay.

I'm gonna read them out and you simply answer yes or no.

Have you experienced or been exposed to a traumatic event?

During the traumatic event-- - I don't know what I'm doing here.

(sighs) - You witnessed the murder of your colleague less than three weeks ago, River.

When an officer has witnessed a violent death, it's protocol to offer psychiatric counseling.

There are concerns about how you're handling her death.

(somber music) - So let's interrogate the things we do know.

It is a blue Mondeo, but is it the same car?

Was it Riley driving that car the night Stevie died?

If so, motive?

Why did he kill her?

We've checked those closest to her, so now we want to focus in on Riley.

Anything, anything you can find that might link him.

This is Stevie we're talking about.

Okay.

(all chattering quietly) (River sighs) - Rosa.

That's a good name for a psychiatrist.

I thought it went quite well.

There's stuff you could have said.

How long we've worked together, when we met.

How I won't give you any rest.

Just stuff, stuff.

- What are her credentials?

References?

Where does she come from anyway?

- She's done nine years with the Met and six years in Broadmoor.

- River, Detective Sergeant King.

- Ira.

- Ira.

From the Hebrew.

Meaning watchful or full-grown.

- Father Muslim, mother Jewish.

I'm the original Gaza Strip.

(chuckles) - If you could bring him up to speed with the Erin Fielding case.

Her mother called again.

- Boyfriend confessed two and a half months ago.

Aten Olama, 20 years old.

Awaiting trial.

He won't tell us where the body is.

- Any previous?

- [River] No.

- Her mother wants to bury her.

She sends us reminders of Erin most weeks.

- I'll talk to Aten again today.

- Mm.

Take Ira with you.

It'd be good to get it off the pile.

- Is that my babysitter?

- How'd it go with Rosa?

- Oh, good.

Yeah, very good.

We made very good progress.

- You were in there less than 10 minutes.

- She asks too many questions.

- We're trying to link that car to Stevie's murder.

Otherwise, you chased an innocent man to his death.

- He jumped.

- His girlfriend is expecting a baby.

She's already gone to the press.

Hold it together.

We're all struggling here.

But I'll take you over a room full of those goons.

Prove me right, yeah?

The DAC is on his way up.

- But he-- - Sod off.

(tense music) - [Ira] Good book?

- It's interesting, very interesting.

I haven't finished it yet.

(somber music) - The extraordinary tale of Dr. Thomas Cream has long haunted detectives past and present.

To many, I was the Lambeth Poisoner.

To the few, I was their angel of death.

A qualified physician, there are some who believe my guise hid a darker identity.

(door slams) Bravo, River!

You chased the vermin to his death.

I say abort them.

Abort them all at birth.

But what release?

Better surely to die!

River!

River!

Do not walk away from me, River!

(door bangs shut) - [Prisoner] Get off!

(police radio chattering) (cameras clicking in distance) - Someone named you.

I bet it's that cow in HR.

Always does Adele.

- I thought you couldn't eat chocolate.

- I can't.

(camera snaps) (reporters clamoring) (car door thuds shut) They're humoring you.

In truth, they don't know what to do with you.

And they feel guilty.

Should've seen this coming.

You've never been entirely normal.

It's not like no one notices.

Mustached Mike?

No one drinks that much coffee.

Standing by the Nespresso machine, 'cause they want to get a good view of the loon talking to himself again.

It's humiliating.

I'm humiliated for you.

What?

You've always talked to yourself.

And who covered for you, kept you in check?

(River sighs) Oh, screw you Mr. Magoo.

- Who's Mr. Magoo?

- Little man, big nose.

The, er, "Mr. Magoo" show.

I think he had a dog.

The world thinks he's a lunatic, but he just needs glasses.

Won't admit it.

(chuckles) - I don't have glasses.

(motor revs) (reporters clamoring nearby) (tense music) - [Prison Announcer] B wing return from exercise.

Return from exercise.

(prisoners chattering) Gentlemen, away from the fence, please.

Away from the fence.

(prisoners chattering) (keypad beeping) If your segment is over, please return quickly to Block H. If your segment is over, please return quickly to Block H. Thank you.

(tense music) - So, did you work with DS Stevenson long?

- Yes.

(door bangs) - [Ira] Shouldn't we wait for his lawyer?

(door thuds shut) - So, they've put you in with the big boys.

How's that going?

Aten?

Keep your head down and you'll be fine.

- Where's my lawyer?

- She's on her way.

Okay.

Let's go again.

You walk her to the bus stop.

- We argued.

I told you.

- Yeah.

And she says, "It's only a couple of hours on the train.

"We can still stay in touch."

- We had a fight.

And she struggled.

- And you kill her?

You bury her, you burn her?

I don't know.

You won't say how, you won't say where.

But there's one thing you're adamant about.

- I killed her.

- You have lichen under your nails, rope fibers on your hands.

Did you tie her up?

You watched her die?

You have her skin under your nails.

A spray of her blood on your T-shirt.

That bubble of blood and breath, nobody tells you about that.

The agony of that.

Watching someone you love dying.

I know you loved her.

I know what that love feels like.

- I can't do this no more.

I can't.

(shudders) I can't.

- I'm reading a book at the moment.

"The Trial of Dr. Thomas Neill Cream."

There's a man who loved women.

He died in 1892.

He murdered nine, mostly by poisoning.

The last four, all prostitutes, in the space of seven months.

Hanged here in London, just a couple of miles away.

Coined the Lambeth Poisoner.

He enjoyed the agonies of his victims.

- Why are you telling me this?

I'm not that.

- No.

I don't think you are.

- I've admitted I did it.

- So why don't I believe you?

You can admit it, but when I ask you where the body is-- - I can't.

(shouting) I can't!

- I know what it feels like, doing nothing and watching someone you love die.

I know what it feels like.

- I'd like to conclude this interview now, please.

- When you hate the pulse of blood in your head.

- [Lawyer] This is entirely unacceptable.

- Because it reminds you that you are alive and she's dead.

It's a kind of madness.

(tense music) - [Lawyer] I will report this.

- Yeah.

I'm sure you will.

Yeah.

No, I'm fine.

- These go right through me.

- You get used to them.

(Ira clears throat) Not that one.

(gulls cawing nearby) He didn't do it.

- Why would he confess if he didn't do it?

- [Stevie] If he watched her die... - That doesn't mean he killed her.

What were you like as a teenager?

- Short, ugly, spots.

Didn't get out bed most days.

Listened to a lot of Smiths.

You?

- Were you depressed?

- Aren't all teenagers at one time or another?

(car door slams) - 'Course he's depressed.

He's murdered his girlfriend.

- Well, even before that.

- Teenagers write (censored).

- I didn't.

- That's because you didn't have the internet.

If you had, you would have done.

- Would I?

- Yes.

You'd have written the same old (censored) as they all do.

"I love him, I hate him, I hate myself."

(River laughs) "I can't go on like this."

It's intense.

I wouldn't go back there if you paid me.

Like I said... - Yeah.

Talk to her mother again.

(traffic rumbling) - God, I've got toothache.

- Mosquitoes have 47 teeth.

- How do they fit in such a tiny mouth?

(gulls cawing) - I need to buy a television.

(car rumbling) - The KDL makes you feel closer to what you see.

It's full HD 3D with Dynamic Edge LED, X-Reality PRO, built-in wifi and internet, too.

Erm...

If you could just carry on, thank you.

- Yes, sir.

- Erm...

I'd like to buy, erm, a television, please.

- Okay.

Let's start with a KDH LED.

(bright music playing) You know, you could have had that sent down to be picked up as you left.

- That's okay.

- Did you get the tape?

Wasn't sure if you'd get it.

- Why didn't Erin pack?

She was leaving the next day.

Young girls like to organize themselves, yet she didn't pack.

You still had to get the suitcase down.

- We were getting 'round to it.

- Ah.

Only, some of the comments in your emails-- - 72 days and still no body.

Now, if you can't do this for me, you've lied.

I wrote to the university, like you said, I asked if they'd, erm, hold her place.

They wouldn't.

She's got all A stars.

A star in English.

"She's dead, Mrs.

Fielding."

But she's not dead 'cause I haven't got her body.

I've still got her train ticket.

I just want to feel the weight of her in my arms.

Even if it's bones and mud, it's something.

Something of her.

She's mine.

I made her.

And I will bury her.

I have to bury her, so I know where she is.

You promised me you could give me that.

You both promised that.

'Cause how do you let go of a person if you don't know why they've gone?

- Everyone has a television.

Just plug it in.

That's all you need to do now.

They're already tuned.

And you've got your, er, guide.

(TV clicks on) - [River] Oh.

- Welcome to the 21st century.

(River sighs) You could download all this lot onto your phone.

- Why would I do that?

- More wall space.

- For what?

- River, I don't want you to take this the wrong way, but are you all right?

- Of course I am.

- Revolver or Sgt.

Pepper?

- Sgt.

Pepper.

- Agreed.

I'll see you in the morning, then.

- Yeah.

- You'll be all right?

- Yeah.

(door bangs shut) - [Stevie] Linda or Yoko?

- Linda.

- 'Cause she's blonde?

- No.

- 'Cause she's blonde!

- No!

(somber music) - [Girl] What you looking at?

- You.

(somber music) - [Erin] Where'd you get this?

- Your mother sent it.

What happened to you?

- [Erin] You're going to miss me.

- Well, you haven't gone yet.

(somber music) - [Erin] You need to feed Stevie's cat.

(traffic rumbling) (somber music) (cat meowing) (somber music) (cat meowing) (somber music) (cat meowing) (River sighs) (door opens nearby) - Hello, Bridie.

- It was time to give the place a clean.

Are you bedding down here now?

No, no, no.

I'm just here to pick up the cat.

- Oh.

Oh, right.

Oh, I'd have taken it, only Frankie's allergic.

He's too soft.

But you always spoil the youngest.

- How are you, Bridie?

- How d'you think?

Thought we would have seen you before now.

- I should have sent flowers.

- What do I need flowers for?

So many flowers.

(water running) Did you get the invite for the wake?

- Yeah.

- I said, if they don't release her body by then, then I'm breaking in.

Well, they agreed.

You're all the same.

And Stevie was no better.

(chuckles) She was made for a uniform.

You know, we're all sad, John.

All broken.

I'm glad it was you.

I'm glad it was you by her side when she died.

(cat meows) (traffic rumbling) - [River] All right, Frankie?

- All right?

You got the cat.

- Yeah, your mother just... - Did she have a go at you?

(River laughs) Yeah, she had a pop.

Well, I'll see you at the wake.

Do you think it was him?

Riley?

- I hope so.

- If it was... - Then we'll find out why.

If there's anything you need, anything at all.

- Did she... - No, no, no.

She didn't suffer.

She died instantly.

Pretty instantly.

- [Bridie] Frankie!

A hand!

Will you please get your arse over here?

(train whooshing) (cat meowing) (tense music) (door bangs open) - Have no fear of robbers or murderers, they are external dangers, petty dangers.

We should fear ourselves, the great dangers are within us.

What threatens our souls?

It is forbidden to kill.

Therefore, all murderers are punished, unless they kill in large numbers and to the sound of trumpets.

(doors clang open) (cat meows) (door slams shut) - Your tie's a bit... (cat meows) - DNA on Riley's car, it's a match to DS Stevenson.

She hit the wing after she was shot.

- Detective Sergeant Jackie Stevenson was a brave and invaluable member of the police service and is still grieved for by her colleagues, friends, and family.

This recent evidence suggests that Mr. Riley may be related to this police officer's murder.

I will now hand over to my colleague, Detective Chief Inspector Chrissie Reed, who will answer any further questions.

Thank you.

(reporters clamoring) - Can you please, please...

Please, pace your questions.

Thank you.

- For DI River.

You must be feeling relieved today.

(cameras snapping) - I'm saddened for the family.

- Did you recognize him as DS Stevenson's killer?

I mean, you witnessed her murder.

- But I, I couldn't positively identify the murderer.

- Yet, you're certain that Mr. Riley is a suspect?

(tense music) DI River?

(tense music) - On seeing and approaching the car, DI River identified it... (tense music) (reporters clamoring) Yes.

- So you are confident Mr. Riley is Jackie Stevenson's killer?

- No, we cannot confirm that.

But the vehicle he was driving has been identified as the vehicle driven by DS Stevenson's killer.

- Well, I asked Detective Inspector River.

You are confident there will be justice, Inspector?

(cameras snapping) - Well, all murderers are punished eventually.

(cameras snapping) Unless they kill in large numbers and to the sound of trumpets.

(tense music) (cameras snapping) - For now we have no further comments, thank you.

Thank you very much.

(reporters clamoring) (door thuds shut) - Psychs.

And you stay the whole session this time.

What the hell was that?

Now I have to go and face his poor girlfriend.

- Yeah!

Yeah, there he is!

There's the murderer!

- Do you read?

- Soup labels, washing instructions, television manuals, and on occasion, books.

Yes.

I read.

I read a lot.

- Shall we begin?

- I have to tick my 12 boxes.

- Have you experienced or been exposed to a traumatic event?

- Yes.

- During the traumatic event, did you experience or witness serious injury or death or the threat of injury or death?

- Yes.

- During the traumatic event, did you feel intense fear, helplessness and/or horror?

- Oh, these questions are-- - They're just a framework to get us started.

- The second.

- Helplessness?

Okay, I'm going to skip a couple.

We'll come back to them.

Do you hallucinate, have visions, or believe you see those who are now dead?

- Yes.

- Do you see ghosts?

- Not ghosts.

Not ghosts.

I don't believe in ghosts.

Or Heaven or Hell.

It's not the afterlife kind.

- Then what do you see?

- Manifests.

- You know, even though a person is dead, the relationship with them does not end.

- Well, people say that all the time, don't they?

But when you're dead, you're dead.

And it was Stevie, it wasn't like someone I was... - Wasn't someone you were?

- She was just a colleague.

- Even if that was true, there are still feelings.

Sadness, loss, guilt.

Even if you were just colleagues, there was love, perhaps.

(River scoffs) - Love.

I've been trying to remember what that feels like, to be in love.

It's been a while.

For whatever reason it has passed me by.

The closest I got felt like food poisoning.

In books and films and plays is always so compelling, so complex.

There should be more than one word for love.

I've seen love that kills and I've seen love that redeems.

I've seen love that believes in the guilty and love that saves the bereaved.

What we will do for love.

Die for it, even.

(tense music) - [Erin] (on recording) Mum, it's me.

I just wanted to say I'll see you later.

Okay.

I love you, Mum.

(keyboard clicks) Mum, it's me.

I just wanted to say I'll see you later.

Okay.

(keyboard clicks) I'll see you later.

Okay.

(keyboard clicks) I'll see you later.

Okay.

I love you, Mum.

(tense music) (traffic rumbling) (birds cawing) (dramatic music) We were meant to do it together, but he couldn't go through with it.

He tried to stop me.

It was just too late.

Why do you think he's so ashamed?

I never do go to university, do I?

- No.

(somber music) I climbed that tree and found her.

And your rope, too.

I'm sorry, Aten, you're not a murderer, just human.

You'll be released.

- [Erin] I still will stay with thee and never from this palace of dim night depart again.

Here, here will I remain, with worms that are thy chambermaids.

Aye, here will I set up my everlasting rest.

- [Erin/River] And shake the yoke of inauspicious stars... - [River] From this world-wearied flesh.

Eyes, look your last.

Arms, take your last embrace.

And lips, oh, you the doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss.

A dateless bargain to engrossing death.

(dramatic music) Come, bitter conduct.

Come, unsavory guide.

Thou desperate pilot, now at once run on the dashing rocks, thy sea-sick weary bark.

(dramatic music) Here's to my love.

(dramatic music) (Aten gasping) You have to live!

It must be better to live than to die.

(Aten sobbing) (somber) - [Cream] That's right, Inspector.

"Heaven is here."

(fists thudding) - River!

River!

(fists thudding) River, stop it!

(River panting) There's no one there.

- I know.

(dramatic music) - [Hostess] Hi!

Oh, you've got a two-for-one voucher.

- Yes, I know.

- [Hostess] You're on your own?

- Yes, I'm on my own.

- Okay, let me have a look.

Booth seven.

(somber music) (ice clinking) - Whitney or Beyonce?

("I Love to Love" by Tina Charles) Sing, you nutter.

Sing!

♪ Loves to dance, he loves to dance ♪ ♪ He's got to dance ♪ ♪ Oh, I love to love ♪ ♪ But my baby just loves to dance ♪ ♪ Oh, I love to love ♪ ♪ But there's no time for our romance ♪ ♪ No, no, no ♪ ♪ Oh, I love to love ♪ ♪ But my baby just loves to dance ♪ ♪ The minute the band begins to swing it ♪ ♪ He's on his feet to dig it ♪ ♪ And dance the night away ♪ ♪ Stop ♪ ♪ I'm spinning like a top ♪ ♪ We'll dance until we drop ♪ ♪ But if I had my way ♪ ♪ Oh, I love to love ♪ ♪ But my baby just loves to dance ♪ ♪ Stop ♪ ♪ I'm spinning like a top ♪ ♪ We'll dance until we drop ♪ (River gasps) (tense music) - I didn't do it.

Want me to sing you to sleep?

(tense music) ♪ Stop ♪ ♪ I'm spinning like a top ♪ ♪ We'll dance until we drop ♪ ♪ But if I had my way ♪ ♪ Sundown instead of going downtown ♪ ♪ We'll stay at home and get down ♪ ♪ To what I'm trying to say ♪ ♪ I love to love ♪ ♪ But my baby just loves to dance ♪ ♪ Yeah, yeah ♪ ♪ Woo ♪