(footsteps shuffling) (bottle spritzing) (faucet squeaks) (water splashing) (faucet squeaks) (bottle spraying) (water splashing) (engines rumbling in street) (solemn music) (window rattling) (window creaking) (engines rumbling in distance) (man exhales) (window creaks) (floor squeaking) (door creaking) (door creaking) (exhales deeply) (phone whirring) (camera shutters) (ominous music) (dramatic music) (floorboards creaking) - You don't need his approval.

You just want it.

- [Kevin] What's the difference?

- Well, most of what we call needs are desires.

We need air to breathe, water, warmth, food to eat.

- Speaking of which.

- But the rest, love, approval, recognition, praise, whatever, they're desires.

- [Kevin] So what's sex?

Is that a need or a desire?

- Hm, well, both if you're doing it right.

(tense music) - [Kevin] But don't you want children?

- Of course I do.

- So then you do want marriage in the end.

- I didn't know you were so conventional.

There's a province somewhere in China where the Mosuo people live.

The head of the family is a mother or a grandmother and she controls the family's finances.

Marriage doesn't exist.

Instead, the practice walking marriage.

A woman can invite a man into her hut to spend a sweet night, but he has to be gone by daybreak.

- I'm up for that.

(cellphone ringing) - The Mosuo language has no words for war, murder, or rape, and there are no jails.

(phone ringing) Think about it.

- I'd be out of a job.

(cellphone ringing) - Hm, as would I. I have to take this.

(cellphone ringing) (tense music) We don't want this to turn into an international custody battle.

We have to consider the emotional wellbeing of your children and we can't just-- - [Man] I want them back ASAP.

This is not unacceptable.

- Look.

- [Man] What the hell am I paying you for?

- I will go into the office tomorrow.

- [Man] We need to get this done tonight.

- [Sarah] We can talk it through then.

I will ring you first thing.

- You better.

- Okay, bye.

(Sarah sighs) Hm, I should go.

- It's Friday night.

- Seems I have work to do.

(dramatic music) (lively music playing in bar) - What are you doing?

I just got you a drink.

- And I've had two already.

That's my limit.

Three and I'm anyone's.

- That's the plan.

- Oh, I know that's why I'm going home.

(cab engine rumbling) (keys jangling) (cat mewing) (water splashing) (engines rumbling in street) (tense music) I'm calling the police!

If you're still here, you should go!

I'm calling the police!

(phone trilling) (dog barking in distance) (officer radio beeps) (engines rumbling in street) - Police officers.

We're answering with weapons drawn.

If anyone is in the house, make your presence known immediately.

- Alpha Papa 10 to uniform checking the rear area now.

(dramatic music) (doorknob rattling) (stairs creaking) (police radio crackling) - Police officer.

(locks clicking) It's okay there's no one here.

- Okay.

(people chattering) (siren wailing) (gate creaking) - Daddy?

Where have you been?

- What are you doing out of bed?

- I was frightened.

I woke up and you weren't here.

- I just popped out.

Just to the all night shop.

- Why?

- To get some headache pills.

- We have headache pills.

Mommy keeps them up in the bathroom.

- I've just been five minutes.

- No you haven't you've been ages.

I called your phone.

- I didn't take it with me.

Come here.

- What's in your bag?

- Just some stuff from the shop.

- I tried to ring Mommy, but I got her number wrong.

- I'm sorry.

I promise I won't go and leave you again, okay.

Cross my heart and hope to die.

Liam, don't tell mommy.

She'll be cross.

- With me?

- No, no, with me.

- Kiss, Mac.

- [Danielle] Is this your underwear?

- [Sarah] Yes.

Oh, my god.

(Sarah gasps) - Is that yours, too?

- Yes.

- And you didn't just leave these things in the bed yourself?

- No, I... No.

- Where have you been this evening, Sarah?

- Out with some colleagues in the City Center.

- [Danielle] And what do you do for a living?

- I'm a solicitor.

- And you've been drinking?

- Just some wine.

- How much wine, Sarah?

(voices chattering over radio) - No sign of forced entry.

- Who else has keys to the house?

- [Sarah] My sister, she has keys.

- And she wouldn't have done this as a joke?

- What?

No.

- No boyfriend has keys?

- No.

- [Danielle] An ex could have kept keys?

- Um, I don't know.

- I see you have a cat.

- [Sarah] Yeah.

- The cat couldn't have, I don't know, been on the bed.

- Have you checked the loft?

Can you check the loft?

- [Danielle] Is anything missing?

Where was the underwear kept?

- The underwear was here in these top two drawers.

The other thing is in the bedside cabinet drawer.

(Sarah sighs) I think, maybe some underwear is gone.

(dramatic music) (voices chattering over radio) - [Officer] Loft is clear.

(cellphone ringing) - Oh.

It's a client.

- [Officer] Isn't it rather late for that?

- Yep, it is.

I think maybe you should just go.

I (sighs) have to be up in the morning to deal with this.

I really appreciate your coming, but I need to sleep.

- If you're worried, you should stay with a family member, a friend.

- Yeah, I'll call my sister.

- Just make sure you don't drive anywhere.

- I won't.

- If you're not sure who might still have keys, you should change the locks.

- I will, thank you.

Sorry, I just wanna go to bed.

(Sarah sighs) - We checked the premises and surrounding area.

No intruder located.

We've given assurances.

We'll passing attention throughout the night.

- [Dispatcher] Understand.

- What?

- Could it have been the cat?

- She's drunk.

- That's her excuse.

What's yours?

(siren wailing in distance) (uneasy music) - You could have warmed my side for me.

- Why would I do that?

- You horrible man.

(uneasy music) (dramatic music) (plane engine roaring) (people chattering in airport) - That'd be Detective Superintendent Gibson?

- Yes, ma'am.

- Then that would be me.

- Stella.

Nice to see you.

- Armored car, Jim.

- Welcome to Belfast.

He's a good man, very experienced.

First and foremost, we want to progress the investigation.

We don't want a trial by audit.

- I've done 28 day reviews before, sir.

- Not here you haven't.

Things are different here.

- What, all that my Jesus is better than your Jesus stuff?

- Policing is political here, Stella.

- And it isn't at the Met?

- The victim's ex-father-in-law is a Unionist MP.

- Morgan Monroe, Unionist MP, ex-lawyer, chair of the Independent Policing Executive.

I haven't walked in here totally unprepared.

- Good.

We have nothing, Stella.

The killer is out there somewhere, and we have nothing at all.

(engine humming) (drill whirring) (solemn music) (dramatic music) - [Man] Sir.

- This is Detective Superintendent Gibson.

She's seen your files, so I'll let you make your own introductions.

- Garrett Brink.

Pleased to meet you.

- Is there anything you need?

- How is that coffee?

- [Garrett] It's actually hard to tell.

- I'll risk a cup.

- I'll have your case taken to your hotel.

- Thank you, sir.

(coffee pouring) - [Liz] It's been three months, and I haven't even stepped into his room.

The can of Coke he had the day before is still sitting there.

You know, at first I thought it was a virus.

- [James] You've told him before.

- I gave him paracetamol.

By the time they put him on antibiotics, it was too late.

- The boy told the doctors he felt better.

- He'd of said anything to be allowed to go home!

- Are you eating?

- Not really.

- How are things in the bedroom?

- Before they took him away, I painted his hands and his feet (cries) and made prints.

Three other people are living because of him.

A little boy regained his sight because of our Daniel.

(Liz sniffs) That's something.

It's almost like he's still living.

Somewhere his heart is beating.

(knocks on door) - Come in.

- Jerry McElroy, you asked to see me.

- Come in, Jerry.

I'm Detective Superintendent Gibson.

- Ma'am.

- This is DCI Brink, who I think you know.

- Jerry and I go way back.

- Have a seat.

I've been brought in from the Metropolitan Police to lead a review into the investigation of the murder of Alice Monroe.

- Yes, ma'am.

- As the senior investigating officer on that case, Jerry, we want to work closely with you to advance the investigation if we can, not to find fault.

If any problems are identified through review, you will be notified immediately, so that remedial action can be taken if possible.

- I see.

(coughs) - I will be looking at the investigative response, the initial actions at the scene, information gathering, witness and suspect management together with forensic issues, exhibit management and submission.

- And I'm going to be looking at recordkeeping, document management, action administration together with communications internally externally with the victim's family.

- We will, in time read all documentation relating to the inquiry, and to that end, I will need your policy book and your action book.

- I (coughs) have them here.

- Any questions?

- I feel so alone.

- [Paul] Have you anything to say, Jimmy?

- Of course he doesn't.

Sitting there the hard man.

Useless waste of space.

- Men and women express grief differently, Liz.

Try not to make comparisons.

- How long am I gonna feel like this, Paul?

(Liz cries) (elevator bell rings) - [Automated Voice] Doors closing.

- How things are in the bedroom's none of your business!

- I'm sorry if you're uncomfortable with the question.

- Uncomfortable doesn't even begin to cover it!

My wife says it comforts her to think of our dead son giving life to others!

- How does it make you feel?

- How does it make me feel?

His heart beating and some Taig's chest?

It makes me feel sick.

I've done things, bad things in the past, really bad things, and my son has paid the price.

- Your son had bacterial meningitis, Jimmy, an illness.

That's all.

- You don't believe a son has to pay for the sins of his father?

- No, I don't.

- Don't you believe in God?

- Jimmy, let me go.

- Answer me.

- Of course, I believe in God and Jesus Christ, too.

I've seen angels ascending and descending Jacob's ladder.

Is that what you wanna hear?

It makes no odds what I believe, Jimmy.

It's what you believe that matters.

Let me go.

- What kind of name is Spector anyway?

- It's Russian, Jewish.

- That explains a lot.

(dramatic music) (elevator doors rattling) (dramatic music) (birds chirping) (dramatic music) - [Olivia] Daddy, look what I found.

- Where'd you get that?

You're not supposed to pick things.

- It was on the floor.

I'm not lying.

- Give it to me.

Come on.

- Hey.

- Hey, you all right?

- [Sarah] Shall we sit?

- How much do I grow every night?

- I don't know, a little bit probably.

But you know you only grow if you go to sleep straightaway at bedtime, and you stay asleep all night long.

- [Sister] You should have called me.

- [Sarah] I didn't wanna wake you.

I didn't wanna wake Lucy.

- I'm your sister.

You should have come over.

- I was tired.

I'd a couple of glasses of wine.

- Even so.

(baby cooing) I've been thinking who might still have keys?

- Nobody now, I got the locks changed.

Front anyway.

Back door needs to be replaced apparently.

- I'm glad I'm eight.

It's the oldest I've been in my entire life.

- [Sister] Why don't you stay with us?

At least until the back door's done.

- [Sarah] I can't, I've too much work to do.

- Shall we go?

Come on.

Oh, gosh you're heavy.

- [Olivia] Tell me about three billy goats.

- [Paul] Once upon a time.

- It's the best smell in the whole world.

- There's no evidence of any defensive wounds.

Maybe she was too fearful, or thought cooperation would make things better, or he overpowered her, so she didn't have a chance to fight back.

But whatever, he had things entirely under his control, which leads me to think that this was not his first murder.

Now the pathologist reports extensive petechial hemorrhages, which suggest that the killer tightened and loosened his grip around her throat over a period of 45 minutes to an hour.

- I was part of a review team.

Now this was actually a seven day review and I remember the pathologist on that case making the same observation.

- When was this?

- Three months ago.

It was thought at the time and still is as far as I know, that the killer was known to the victim.

She had at the time of her death more than one boyfriend.

Boyfriend one was quickly eliminated.

Boyfriend two, left the country.

Fled, disappeared.

He remains the prime subject, I believe.

- White, professional woman?

- A teacher at the university.

- In her early 30s?

Posed after death?

- Only if you call being stuffed in the bedroom closet posed.

- What was her name?

- [Garret] Fiona Gallagher.

(uptempo piano music) (people chattering) - The essence to a committed relationship is exclusivity, physical and emotional.

Anything that impinges on that is cheating and harmful.

- [Stephen] Jesus, you should have your own daytime TV show.

(Sally Ann laughs) - [Joan] I mean what is it 20 pounds a dance?

That's money you could've spent on your kids or on me even.

- [Stephen] Well, maybe you shouldn't go through my pockets.

- [Joan] Seven years of marriage.

Seven years of marriage and now this.

- [Stephen] Jesus, nothing happens in those places.

It's just flirting.

- [Joan] Oh, that's the name you give to somebody pushing their stomach and tits in your face.

- It is!

It's flirting.

The promise of something that will never, ever happen.

- [Joan] Yeah, only 'cause no laptop dancer would ever have you.

- [Stephen] (chuckles) Lap dancer.

- [Joan] What?

- [Stephen] Not laptop, lap dancer.

- [Joan] Whatever.

- [Stephen] Looking isn't cheating.

It's just fantasy.

- It's your fault for getting caught.

You should have destroyed the evidence.

- Unhelpful.

- Same again?

(dramatic music) (exhales deeply) Excuse me.

Is this your purse?

- Oh, yeah it is.

- It was on the floor.

- Oh, thank you so much.

(jazzy piano music playing) (elevator bell ringing) - [Sally Ann] Hey, how were they?

- Fine.

Did you have a nice evening?

- Very nice.

Four hours?

- Thank you.

- Paul will walk you home.

(siren wailing faintly) - English I like.

Art.

I love music.

I'm a singer.

- What sort of singer?

- I posted a couple of clips online.

- Really?

- You should take a look.

- Maybe I will.

Where can I find you?

- Oh, no, I'm not telling you that.

If you wanna see them, you're gonna have work at it.

Track me down.

I'm worth it.

(Katie laughs) (keys jangling) - You look different from when you last babysat.

- That was months ago.

- Yes.

- I've had my braces removed.

Well, thank you for walking me home.

(gate creaking) (dramatic music) (clock ticking) (papers rustling) (object clattering) (cat mewing) (Sarah sighs) - What's the matter with you.

Hm, you been fighting?

(cat purring) (ominous music) (Olivia screaming in terror) - It's okay, Olivia.

It's okay, darling.

Mummy's coming.

- Mummy!

(Olivia screaming in terror) (dramatic music) (door thuds) - [Sally Ann] Oh, it's okay.

It's all right.

Just another bad dream.

It's okay.

It's okay.

(Olivia sobbing) (dramatic music) Shh, shh, shh.

- [Olivia] Mummy?

- [Sally Ann] It's okay, Mummy's here.

It's all right, come here.

It's all right, it was just a bad dream.

It's okay, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

It's okay, shh.

(Oliva sniffling) It's all right.

That's it mommy's here.

Shh, it's okay.

It's okay.

It's all right.

Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

(door creaking) (faucet squeaks) (water splashing) (solemn music) (faucet squeaks) (door creaking) (Olivia sniffling) Shh, shh, shh.

- How is she?

- Ssh, shh, shh.

(foreboding music) (Stella sighs) (clock ticking) (dramatic music) (door creaking) Hey, you asleep?

- No.

How is she?

- Did you tell her that she wouldn't grow if she didn't sleep all night through?

You need to be careful what you say to her.

- She's been having night terrors for months.

What I said has nothing to do with it.

- She doesn't like being teased, especially, not by here daddy.

I just wish I knew what was going on in her mind when she's like that.

- No one knows what's going on in someone else's mind, and life would be intolerable if we did.

(train rumbling on tracks) (solemn music) (birds chirping) (church bells ringing) - [Stella] Hope I'm not keeping you from church.

- I've already been.

(Stella chuckles) (birds chirping) (kids chattering) (breathing heavily) I brought you in to progress the Monroe investigation.

- You need a new and substantial line of inquiry and linking these two murders will give you one.

- We already have a prime suspect in the Gallagher case, Patrick Warwick.

His brother provided DNA, which is familial match to the DNA gathered at the crime scene.

- It doesn't mean that was the killer's DNA.

She was in a relationship with Warwick, so there's no real surprise that his sperm was found in her esophagus.

- If he didn't kill her, than why has he fled?

- I don't know.

There was no sign of forced entry, so it was assumed that she knew the killer and let him in.

But I think that assumption is false.

It was treated as a self-solver from the off, and I think that's wrong.

- Alice Monroe was found posed in her bed.

Gallagher stuffed into a cupboard.

- Post mortem interval puts the time of death at an hour before she was discovered.

She called her boyfriend and told him she was going out with friends.

He came home after work at 1:30 in the morning, assumed that she was still out and called her.

Her phone rang in the closet.

He went to look and found her stuffed inside dead.

Now one possibility is that the killer was still with her when the boyfriend came home and disturbed him, so he shoved her in the cupboard and fled.

- I just don't buy it.

- This would account for the three months between this murder and the killing of Alice Monroe.

It didn't go as planned with Gallagher and it spooked him, and so when he struck again, he made sure that he did it right.

(Jim sighs) Two professional women in their early 30s killed in their own homes by strangulation.

Look, they could be sisters.

- Strangulation marks are different.

- Yes, the marks might be different, but both of them had extensive petechial hemorrhages, which indicates that he strangled them, released, and then strangled again over and over.

- So now you're adding torture into the mix.

- It might be sadism or it might just be that his hand lacks strength.

I mean you try it.

Go on, grab my wrist.

See how long you can grip it.

- No thank you.

- It's amazing how quickly your hand tires.

(birds chirping) - Stop for God's sake.

- I mean how long was that, 30 seconds?

- Go back to your review, Stella.

I don't want the two murders linked.

(Paul panting) (children chattering) (gentle guitar music) ♪ Rain clouds are moving cross an empty sky ♪ ♪ Leaving the shadow of my sleepless side ♪ ♪ Laying and hoping that soon will be our day ♪ - [Sally Ann] Paul?

- Yes.

- [Sally Ann] We need you down here.

♪ Now that I love you ♪ Do you think that it will end ♪ ♪ I was above you ♪ We were just friends ♪ Now that I found you - Daddy!

♪ Darling ♪ It won't take long (lively dance music playing) What's happening?

- [Sally Ann] Ready when you are.

(Sally Ann chuckles) ♪ Keep on going you're heading for the gold ♪ ♪ You'll beat your time when your racing for the line ♪ ♪ Seems like a grind though we're ready to go ♪ ♪ Get ready to go ♪ Your time is coming ♪ Your time is coming - [Olivia] Hey, Dad!

Look hey, Dad!

♪ You're taking over (Sally Ann laughs) ♪ Looking over your shoulder ♪ You're taking over - Wow.

(laughs) (footsteps approaching) - [Garrett] How did it go with Burns?

- He didn't buy it.

- Maybe just as well.

There's no way this team could cope with the increased workload of linked inquiries.

There are probably 200 statements, documents, officer's reports waiting to be read and actioned.

- Recommend increasing technical support staff.

Failure to see that crimes are linked, linkage blindness, is the thing that will allow the killer to strike again.

We refuse to recognize a series, and he carries on regardless.

I didn't sell it hard enough, Garrett.

- [Paul] I'm off.

- Wait.

How you manage to listen to people whining all week in your day job and then volunteer to listen to them whining all night on the phone, I'll never know.

- This from a neonatal nurse, all those crying babies.

- The babies I look after are too small to cry.

Crying would be great.

Crying means they're getting better.

- I'm gonna hit you.

(water splashing) - Maybe you should visit me at work sometime.

- Maybe I should.

- Say goodnight to the kids.

(children giggling) - Good night you two.

- [Olivia] Good night, Daddy!

- See you in the morning.

(children chattering) (dramatic music) - [Liam] Mummy, I need you!

(dramatic music) (engines rumbling in street) - Yum.

- There you go.

(foosball table rattles) - [Mary] Yeah, see I told you finally.

- Mary?

I wonder if I can book you to look at the exhibit store tomorrow morning?

- Yes, ma'am.

- And I'm going to need a lift back to the hotel.

- We're free ma'am.

- Good.

Ah, no, finish your food.

I'll wait in reception.

- Is it Glen?

- Yes, ma'am.

- DCI McElroy is doing a violent crime analysis of the last five years.

Could you ask him to also include break-ins where valuables were ignored, but items of clothing, underwear, clean or soiled were taken?

- Underwear, yes, ma'am.

(tense music) (Paul breathing deeply) (dramatic music) (bag zipping) (muffled chatter over police radio) (dispatcher chatters over police radio) - Who's that.

- James Olson.

Detective Sargent.

- Introduce us.

(people chattering) - All right, folks, could you please remain back to the other side of the ropes, please?

Come on, all of you, away from the cordoned area.

- What's going on Sargent?

- There's been a shooting in a house about a mile away.

The car was stopped just a up along there.

Found guns and arrested three men.

Just waiting on the dogs.

- Explosives?

- [Danielle] This is Detective Superintendent Gibson.

She's here to review the Monroe investigation.

- Oh, right, DS Olson.

Nice to meet you.

It's drugs.

The deceased was well known to us.

Will the review take long?

- A week, maybe more.

I'm staying at the Hilton.

- [James] Very nice.

- Room 203.

(siren wailing in distance) - James!

Oi!

- [Stella] Good luck with your arrest.

- (sighs) I think we might have up.

- What?

How?

- Did you not here her?

- What?

- Robberies where items of underwear were taken.

Sarah Kay.

We should have moved her out of there, put her in a hotel, called in CSIs.

- Jesus, the woman more or less told us to go.

- I think we should take a look.

(engine cranks) (man laughs) (men chatting softly) - Detective Superintendent Stella Gibson?

Ned Callan Belfast Chronicle can I have a word?

- Not at the moment, no.

- Not even off the record?

- There's no such thing as you well know.

Did I invite you to sit down?

I don't think so.

- So, call the police.

- How did you find me here?

- It's a small city, Stella.

It's not easy to hide.

Unless, of course, you're the murderer of Alice Monroe.

- Gosh, you really are a journalist aren't you?

- So why bring someone in from the outside?

That looks remarkably like a vote of no confidence in the PSNI and its ability to run an internal murder investigation review, don't you think?

What have you found so far?

Staggering levels of incompetence?

- Mr. Callan, no one knows better than me how important the media is as an investigative resource.

But really and truly, you should off now.

- You have my card.

- Thank you.

- [Waiter] Enjoy.

(doorbell ringing) (doorbell ringing) (engines rumbling in street) - Nothing.

(Danielle sighs) (cellphone trilling) (voice message tone beeps) - This is a message for Sarah Kay.

Sarah this is PC Dani Ferrington.

I'm calling from outside your house.

If you're there, it is the police at the door.

(muffled screams from Sarah) I was hoping to speak with you to followup on events that occurred Friday.

Please ring the number I gave you when you get this message.

(message tone beeping) - [Dispatcher] Reporting loss of the battery suspect at 18 Bruce Street.

(voice chatter over police radio) - Perhaps, she did go stay with her sister.

(dog barking in distance) (engine cranking) (Sarah screaming) (dramatic music) (Sarah groaning) (dramatic music) (Sarah breathing heavily) (Sarah gasping deeply) (sinister music) (somber music)