Above Suspicion (2009) s02e01 Episode Script

1 Well, let's examine the body shall we? No, no, I don't want you going in there, the less contamination the better.
Get moving setting up the incident room.
(COUGHS) Never seen anything like it.
Beggars belief.
She's been sliced in two.
Her skin is like a white china doll.
(COUGHS) My chest hurts.
Well, whoever killed her placed her body so she'd be found quickly.
I want details of all cars, vans, trucks parked in the area.
Search all skips and bins for handbags, clothes, shoes, anything.
I've never worked this side of the river.
I had to catch two buses.
Do we know any details yet? Not yet.
Morgan's giving uniform their orders.
My God, that does not look real.
This is the worst part.
Look at this.
Barbara, Barbara, look at the board.
It's a blow-up doll, isn't it? But it's in two parts.
Attention, everybody.
We have a female victim aged between 20 and 30.
Naked, but with nothing to identify her.
So that will be our priority.
Find out who the poor soul is.
Have we got anything in from Pathology? We're working blind.
It's hard to see what she looked like because of that slash to her mouth.
DCI Morgan's been at the lab all afternoon.
He looked terrible.
He should be in bed.
As it is, he's spreading his germs.
I've walked miles.
100 door-to-doors and no-one's seen anything apparently.
Have we got anything from the post-mortem yet? No.
There's no-one fitting her description from this area reported missing.
Anyone tried to contact DCI Morgan? Not recently.
I'll do it.
Tea, anybody? Somebody must have really hated her to do something like that.
Well, I don't think we're looking at domestic violence.
Oh, really, Barbara? Very incisive.
What do you think we're looking for, then? It would take some kind of a psychopath with a chainsaw in his bathroom.
Yeah.
What? OK, thank you.
DCI Morgan's been taken to hospital with pneumonia.
I told you he was sick.
Right, listen up, everybody.
What, picnic time, is it? For those of you who don't know me, I'm Detective Chief Inspector James Langton.
I will now be heading up this enquiry, due to the inability of DCI Morgan to continue running the show.
This is DI Mike Lewis.
Some of you have worked with him before.
Sodo we have her identified yet? Oh, my By now, Travis, you should be used to post-mortem procedure.
Yes, sir, I've worked three cases now.
Good, because we don't want you crashing out and vomiting.
No need to go on up, I'm ahead of you.
I'm going to need a bit more time for finer details.
Her injuries are extensive.
Are you taking over? Correct, Veronica.
Poor DCI Morgan was in a bad way, I had him shipped off to hospital before - Yeah, yeah.
Let's get cracking, enough time's been wasted already.
Not on my part.
Your victim was between 24 and 30 years old, 5'5" tall and 56 kilograms.
The mutilation was done very professionally, perhaps by someone with surgical experience.
Slicing through her body, cutting through muscle tissue and then the spinal cord, not only takes time but these incisions are very neat.
The body was drained of blood before being severed.
There are incisions to the femoral artery and the right jugular vein.
Again, no easy feat.
One would require a pump and tubes.
The cuts to her face were made with a scalpel.
They are deep, slicing through the cheek to give the impression - That she's smiling.
Yeah.
There's extensive bruising to sections of the head, forehead and midline.
Some of the hair's been shaved off.
Her hair, dyed, by the way, she's a natural blonde, you can see a little bit of regrowth in the parting.
There's further bruising to her arms and thighs and restraint marks on her wrists and ankles.
Now all of this would have taken some considerable time.
Judging by the marks on her body, she would have had to have been tied down.
Badly bitten fingernails, by the way.
Did you get any fibres or anything that might help us? No, her body was scrubbed clean with a stiff brush.
leaving nothing on her skin bar the abrasions.
And the time of death? Within the last 36 hours.
We're still working on her internal organs and Toxicology have samples, but without her blood we won't turn up anything satisfactory.
I've taken hair and tissue samples for her DNA profile.
DCI Morgan asked if we could help provide a photograph for identification of her face without the injuries.
(GULLS CRY) Somebody somewhere must know who she is.
She was lovely.
I don't know.
Look how many girls we checked out, she don't match any one of them.
We're maintaining a complete press blackout on what has been done to the victim.
But an identical picture went out in this morning's papers appealing for information.
because until we know who she was, we'll get nowhere fast.
Good of you to join us, Travis.
This is a possible sir.
Sounds as if she recognises our victim.
Female? Yeah.
Travis, take it.
Hello, it's DC Travis.
Can I have your name, please? We're not giving out information at the moment, I'm afraid.
What's the problem, Mick? Journo from the Telegraph, Richard Reynolds.
Tell him to piss off.
Yes, Joan? Another caller, says it could be his sister.
Cut through the dross.
Ask about colouring, height, age, and if it's a match we'll bring them in.
OK.
What is it, Travis? Hold the line, please.
A Sharon Bilkin says the missing girl is her flatmate.
When did she last see her? Three days ago.
Do we have a name? Louise Pennel.
Get her address, go and see her.
Sharon Bilkin? Hi.
I've not got very long.
I've got an audition this afternoon in the West End.
What kind of sick bastard would do all this? I'm still working but I think you should know that your victim is missing a number of lower internal organs.
What with this and the blood draining, it's more likely your killer has surgical experience.
This is Louise.
She's trying to break into modelling, like me.
She had these done a few months back.
It's her, isn't it, from the paper? I'm going to have to ask you some questions, OK? Can I take this? Yeah.
What's she done? Has she done something? When was the last time you saw her? Er, Friday, we went to a club.
I left her there and she didn't come back but that's not unusual, sometimes she stays out for days.
Does she work? Yeah, part-time dental nurse.
She's paid peanuts cos they're doing her teeth, putting on caps.
What has she done? I'm sorry to tell you this, but it's possible your friend may have been murdered.
Travis is bringing in the flatmate.
No immediate family, as yet.
Veronica, is there any way you could uhclean her face up a bit? So, I need you to look at this girl and tell me if you recognise her.
But I did from the photograph, I said it was her.
I know, but we need to be sure and erwith no next of kin.
Right.
Are you ready? Yeah.
What's been done to her? Her face, what's the matter with her face? Is this Louise Pennel? Why's she look like that? What's happened to her? Now we go to work.
(KEYS JANGLE) That's the landlady, she owns the house.
(DOOR OPENS) A lot of dirty laundry but not many new clothes.
Found some evening gear that looks expensive.
Ah, look at this, very nice.
Cashmere.
And some, uh, new, hardly worn, compared with uh - Do you reckon she was on the game? You tell me.
You don't get this kind of gear working part-time as a dental nurse.
I'm going to go talk to the landlady.
When was the last time you saw Miss Pennel? They used to get back late.
Waking me up.
But it would be Probably be last Friday.
I saw her leave with Sharon.
She had a flower in her hair, I remember that.
Did you ever see anyone with her, anyone come visit? No.
Wellone night there was a ring on my doorbell, and there was this man there, said he wanted her.
Then he walked across the road to wait in his car.
Now we know who she is, Mike, what else have we got? She worked for a dentist but got fired three weeks ago.
His alibi checks out, says she was always late.
Paul, anything? Not a lot, no letters or diary.
Missing is a red coat with velvet collar and matching buttons.
She was wearing it when - No friends, no boyfriends? No boyfriends.
There was an older guy she was seeing.
The flatmate told Travis that Louise answered an advert somewhere.
The Times or could it have been Time Out? And? She thinks she got the job but she doesn't know what it was.
But she was asking about getting a passport.
Check it out! She used to go out and meet him and come back with a lot of clothes and stuff, and one time she looked really done in, she had a bruise on her face.
Said she'd fallen down the stairs.
Did you see him? Listen, sweetheart, we've got no time to waste.
Tell me about this man she was seeing.
He was tall, dark haired.
He wore a long black coat.
This is DCI Langton.
He was giving her presents, right, money? Yeah, and perfume.
It was an old-fashioned one, it smelt of lilac and she started wearing odd makeup.
Very pale with lots of black eyeliner and red lipstick.
Like a Goth or something out of the Adams Family.
And when she went out, she started to pin a red rose in her hair.
BILLIE HOLIDAY: You Go To My Head Travis, I want you to go back to the landlady, jog her memory, see if she can come up with anything about this older bloke that was seeing the victim, and question the neighbours again.
Have we got anything on this new job the victim was supposed to have? Only a possible time re the advert but I'm checking with Time Out - Remember it required a passport.
Well, that's not much to go on.
Right now it's all we've bloody got! Keep at it! Sharon said that Louise went to local cafes to get free meals off the men there.
Have you been down there? Not yet.
Paul, check them out.
Guv, better read this.
'Roses are red, violets are blue Who cut Louise Pennel's mouth in two?' How the hell did they get hold of that information? This looks like the picture Sharon Bilkin had.
It's not a dahlia, it's a rose.
We are going to get a load of calls from now on.
As long as we hold off on the atrocities that Louise suffered, then maybe we can distinguish between any nutters and any real tip-offs.
Get over there and close this down.
Hi, I'm sorry to keep you waiting, I'm Richard Reynolds.
Anna Travis.
Nice to meet you.
Do you want to come through to the newsroom? Or if you prefer, we can bag someone's office.
More private.
Crime Desk's a little bit like Piccadilly Circus.
(INDISTINCT) Take a seat, I'll get some coffee organised.
How can I help? It's about the article you wrote about the murder victim Louise Pennel.
We didn't have much.
There hadn't been a press release.
But you wrote that her mouth had been slit in two.
That was in the letter.
I got another anonymous letter that likened your victim to somebody calledElizabeth.
Elizabeth Short? Have you heard of her? No.
Me, neither.
I haven't had a chance to look her up.
To be honest, I've been sidelined by this young boy that's missing.
Do you still have the letter? No, I don't.
You know, I did call the police about it, I wasn't exactly taken seriously.
Then I got the second letter.
I don't have that, either, I'm afraid.
Can you recall exactly what it said? Thanks, Lex.
This second letter.
Like I said, we get a shed-load of crank letters every time we lead with a murder story.
Thanks.
But what did this one say? Something about how the case of the Black Dahlia was never - Hang on, the Black what? Dahlia.
What does that mean? No idea.
It's just what the letter said.
How it was never solved and now there was another one, the Red Dahlia.
Was it handwritten? No, typed.
That was the 'Roses are red, violets are blue Who cut her mouth in two?' Was it, by the way, cut in two? Do you know a young woman called Sharon Bilkin? Should I? OK, look, could you please get in touch with me if you get any more contact from anyone? This is my direct line.
Thanks for your time.
My pleasure.
Have you had lunch? Pardon? There's a nice pub just around the corner.
Oh, no, I've got to get back.
Thanks.
How about dinner one evening? Apparently, it was a story cobbled together when they received the photograph.
But you got the note? Actually there's two of them.
Two? It said exactly what Richard Reynolds printed in the paper.
It had to have come from the killer.
We never disclosed the wounds.
The only person outside our team who saw them is Sharon Bilkin.
I'm on my way to her now.
I said they could take everything cos I don't want her stuff.
Got to get someone else in to pay the rent.
They've left some things in an old suitcase.
I shoved everything in it.
(VACUUMING) You just sold her photograph, did you? I didn't sell it.
Sharon, this is very important.
You may not feel like you are withholding evidence, but you are.
Are you telling me everything? You had a folder of photos.
Sharon! Yeah, all right.
(VACUUM OFF) I know this bloke, Kenneth, he's done some snaps of me.
I bumped into him and we got talking.
I told him about Louise.
He came back here for coffee and I showed him her pictures.
Did you tell him about the marks on Louise's mouth? No.
Will you stop cleaning for a minute, please! (VACUUM OFF) Did you give the journalist anything else? I never even met him.
Kenneth gave me 50 quid.
I just want her stuff removed.
She was always on the scrounge, pleading poverty.
She'd use my makeup, my perfume.
She'd even nick my tampons and then deny it.
Is there no-one who would want her things? I don't know.
What is it? Anything you think of might help me.
When I first met her, she was really positive, you know? Really excited about the future but .
.
after a couple of months she changed, she was different.
Always sneaking in and out, secretive.
(MURMUR OF CONVERSATION) It was always as if she was waiting for something.
Like every time the phone rang, she'd look towards it like she was hoping for something to happen.
I knew something was wrong, I just didn't know what.
I'll never know now, will I? (DISTORTED SINGING) (GULLS CRY) (READS) Howard House Library 1964.
Etiquette: All You Need To Know About Home Entertaining? Dear sir, I have enclosed a photograph of myself.
LOUISE: I would like to apply for the position of personal assistant I am presently working for a dental practice but have always wanted to travel and as I have no dependants, this would not be a problem.
I am able type but do not have shorthand experience.
.
.
Working.
Reliable and hardworking.
Please contact me on the number above.
I look forward to hearing from you.
(DISTORTED SINGING) (GASPS) Is he in yet? Oh, yes.
I think he spent the night here.
Barbara, you were trying to trace the advert in the paper, right? Well, this might help.
Found it in Louise Pennel's belongings.
This is part of her job application.
That's her suitcase.
Meant to bring it in last night.
Barbara, Guv wants a bacon roll.
What's this? It's Louise Pennel's suitcase.
BARBARA: She just brought it in.
It stinks of mothballs.
I'm not bagging and tagging all that lot.
Get lost! (CHUCKLES) I couldn't believe it when I saw it.
Elizabeth Short.
She was 22 years old and was murdered in Los Angeles in 1947.
Her killer was never found.
It was called the Black Dahlia Case.
Sorry.
Just look at these mortuary shots.
Awful.
There are even more photographs, describing the exact way that she was found, and a detailed description of the man that they were hunting.
There's even a sketch somewhere.
(WHISTLES THROUGH TEETH) Give me a minute.
This LA killer sent anonymous letters to a reporter.
Louise Pennel's body was placed in exactly the same way.
A few years ago there was a book out written by a detective who claimed that his own father was the killer.
He worked for the LA homicide team.
The suspect? No, no, his father - he was a surgeon - HE was the police officer.
Look, it's here.
Give me some breathing space.
(SIGHS) I'm still loathe to go to the press with more details.
It's just that there were two other murders.
If he is copying the Black Dahlia, he could go the whole way and kill again.
They never released details of how - (KNOCK AT DOOR) Yes! - the Yorkshire Ripper killed.
Bacon roll, sir, no tomato.
Thank you.
Well, maybe they should have done, he murdered 11 women.
If we give the press anything near the details of this case, it will create mayhem.
Right, settle down, everybody.
Settle down, this will just take a minute.
Anna, Howard House was a children's home.
It closed down about five years ago.
From the library book we were able to check out a Mrs F Pennel in Margate.
Relation? I couldn't speak to her.
She's elderly and bedridden.
But her housekeeper, a Joyce Hughes, says she thinks she's our victim's grandmother.
Sorry, sir, I was just giving the Margate update.
Travis, don't bother phoning, just get down there.
In the meantime, have we had any joy in tracing this bloody advert? Train timetable.
I don't know, you get all the perks, nice little trip to the seaside.
Barbara! No luck, sir, but I thinking of applying for a job on a cruise ship.
Yeah, very funny.
We find who placed this advert, I reckon it will lead us to the only suspect we have, so come on! Move your arses.
I hope this little trip to Margate proves worthwhile.
Is it all right if I go straight home afterwards, sir? Why? Have you got a date or something? I'll call you if I find anything.
(GULLS CRY) Mrs Hughes? I'm Travis.
Follow me.
Mrs Pennel is expecting you.
She may be sleeping.
Have you worked for Mrs Pennel long? 12 years.
There used to be other staff but now it's just me.
Give me a minute.
Florence.
The lady's here to see you.
Florence! There's a bell by the door.
If you'll ring it when you're leaving, I'll be downstairs in the kitchen.
(HUMS SOFTLY) Mrs Pennel.
Sit down, dear.
Have you been offered a drink? Er, no.
I'm fine, thank you.
Do you mind if I take my coat off? There's a gin and tonic on the dresser.
Are you from the social services? No, I'm here to ask you about a young woman called Louise Pennel.
Mrs Pennel, Louise was murdered.
Mrs Pennel.
This is a photograph of her.
Do you mind taking a look at it and telling me if you knew her? Is it Raymond's daughter? Who's Raymond? My son! That's him over there.
This is your son? He married a terrible woman.
A hairdresser.
He died of a burst appendix.
If she'd had a brain, she'd have called an ambulance! But she let him die.
Heather! Her name was Heather.
Mrs Pennel, I'm here because I'm investigating the murder of Louise.
I need to know if she was here.
Or if she was with anyone.
Yes! I'm sorry? I said yes.
Yes, yes.
My son, I would have helped.
But not that woman! With her bleached hair, common voice, cheap perfume.
She was to blame.
She killed him.
How does she live in that heat? (LIQUID POURS) I should have warned you not to bring up Raymond.
She's 94 and I think her venom is what keeps her alive.
Did you know her son? No, before my time.
Lot of gossip about him.
Caught with young boys up on the sand dunes.
Then apparently he met this hairdresser and wanted to marry her.
But Mrs Pennel wouldn't hear of it.
Cut him off.
I think she was pregnant.
Doubt if it was his.
That would be Louise, the child? I think that was her name.
I only met her once.
Is this Mrs Pennel's house? Yes.
I'm Louise, I'm her granddaughter.
I'm sorry? My name's Louise Pennel, I want to see my grandma.
If you're speaking about Mrs Pennel, I'm sorry, she can't see you.
'It was last September.
Nine months ago.
' I don't know who you are, but I've come a really long way 'I think she was after money.
I'd say Florence is worth a few hundred thousand, probably more.
' Well, I'm going to answer this advert in the paper for a personal assistant.
He's very wealthy.
He's a writer.
And he travels a lot, so I've got to get a passport.
If he says he wants to meet me, well, I haven't got the right clothes.
There's wardrobes full of good quality clothes that'll never be worn.
So I went upstairs and got them for her.
Anything else? I'd been sitting here polishing the silver when she turned up.
After she'd gone, I noticed a few things missing.
A candlestick holder.
OK, well, I'm going to need a description.
Oh.
Will I get into trouble? MRS PENNEL: I know Raymond took my jewellery for that whore! And I never pressed charges.
Sad, isn't it? And I could have done All this money and this huge house and she came begging and then gets killed.
(DISTORTED SINGING) (GULLS CRY) I don't know how good the food is but I thought go local, then you can invite me in for coffee after.
Really? I've never been here before.
Always a good idea to check out your local eateries.
You can get legless and totter home.
OK, I'm going to have the chicken liver to start and the meatballs for main.
Are you having a starter? Yeah, I'm starving.
I'll have the avocado salad and the lamb tagine, please.
Did you get all that? Yep.
Thank you.
We got a breakthrough on the missing boy.
They found his body in Highgate Cemetery.
Stuffed into a half-dug grave.
Oh, God, I'm sorry.
It's really hard to keep your distance emotionally when there's children involved.
It's the peripheral things that take it out of you.
The poor mother couldn't speak, was in total shock.
My editor rings me and says, get her to talk about the way she feels.
Sorry, sorry, I didn't want to get into it.
But that was why I was late picking you up.
It's OK, I'd just got back from Margate, anyway.
Margate? What were you doing there? Making enquiries.
About what? No, I shouldn't really talk to you about it.
Anna, we're just having a nice, friendly dinner.
I'm not trying to pump you for information.
I don't suppose you've received any more anonymous letters.
No, but I've been away from my desk all afternoon.
Were the letters Were they addressed to you personally? Only in the original Black Dahlia Case, their suspect specifically chose the journalist.
No, they were just in the mail bag.
So, what, you're linking the two cases now, are you? Are you married? Swift change of subject! No, I was.
We broke up a year ago.
You have kids? No.
We had a parrot.
But her mother's adopted it.
Ah, good man! Thanks.
Another bottle of the merlot.
Thanks.
Do you think your killer had medical training? I know you're not telling the press any of the grisly details but after you left I looked up Elizabeth Short's murder on the internet.
If this Louise Pennel's case is similar, it makes my hair stand up on end.
What's up? It's my boss.
Excuse me a minute.
Hi.
Surprise.
Or maybe not.
This has to be your local.
I come here a lot.
First time for me.
This is DCI Langton.
This is - Richard Reynolds, nice to meet you.
Dick.
Enjoy your dinner.
Sh And that's his boss.
Why don't we just get coffee back at your place? (SIGHS) You ready? Anna, do you mind if I take a rain check on that coffee? It's just that I have to be up at the crack of dawn tomorrow and I'll need to do a follow-up on that poor kid.
Oh, that's fine.
Uh Bill, please.
Wait, hang on, let me give - No, no, no, this is on me.
Are you OK? Yeah, just wish I hadn't been clocked by my boss, that's all.
Can we do this again? And at a different restaurant? Yeah, I'd like that.
Er That bloke you were with last night, the journalist.
Yeah.
I hope he wasn't pumping you for information.
No, he's just an old friend, sir.
Really? Keep your mouth shut around him, right? When we want the press involved, we rope them in.
Don't go spilling beans they're not privy to.
I wouldn't do that, sir.
How old a friend is he? I've known him for quite a while.
They're all the same as far as I'm concerned.
Just be careful what you say to him.
I will, but thank you for the advice.
Hey, don't get shirty with me.
All right, listen up, everybody.
If we have a copycat killer, we need to be one step ahead of him, and I want you to pay particular attention to this.
This is the LAPD sketch from 1947, the suspect.
Now, the only description we have of our suspect comes from Sharon Bilkin and the landlady Mrs Jenkins, so let's see how they match up.
Tall, about six feet, possibly more.
Wore a long dark coat, we can put this drawing out - Sir, it's the crime desk at the Telegraph, they reckon they've had a phone call from the killer.
Who am I talking to? Mr Reynolds, I will be very grateful if you'd bring in a tape recording immediately.
Did he ask for you personally? Yes, but I didn't record that, as it came via the switchboard.
It's exactly the same - Let's hear it.
Well, Mr Reynolds, I congratulate you on what your newspaper's done on the Red Dahlia Case.
You seem to have gone silent on it.
Have you run out of material? I wouldn't say that.
Maybe I can provide some assistance A bit muffled here.
Ssh! I'll tell you what I'll do, I'll send you some of Louise Pennel's personal things that she had with her when she, shall we say, disappeared.
When will I get them? Oh, within the next day or so.
See how far you can get with them.
Now I have to say goodbye, you maybe trying to trace the call.
He cut me off.
(It's almost identical to the call made in the Black Dahlia Case.
) Travis! Mr Reynolds, I do not want the contents of this call printed in your newspaper or any reference to it.
We'll send it over to the lab, it may be vital evidence.
Play it again.
(CLICK) Well, Mr Reynolds, I congratulate you on what your newspaper's done on the Red Dahlia Case.
You seem to have gone silent (DOOR CLANGS) Have you got anything? It's a middle-aged male.
It doesn't sound as if he's attempting to disguise his voice.
Educated, confident.
Slightly upper-crust intonation.
Is that it? It's muffled, indistinct, and little background noise to pinpoint location.
This type of phonetic analysis is very time consuming.
It requires painstaking preparations of speech samples and close observation of acoustics and characteristics.
So, what do we do? Shove our thumbs up our arses because it could take, what, days? Weeks? Mike, Mike.
I'm working on the adverts, I've been scrolling through them and this one ticks the right boxes.
Novelist seeking a PA with shorthand and typing experience and willingness to travel worldwide at a moment's notice.
No previous experience required.
Applicants are to be between 20 to 30 years old, attractive and well dressed.
The dates fit.
Ad was withdrawn six months ago.
And? It was paid for in postal orders bought in different post offices, one in Slough one in Charing Cross.
He's covering his tracks.
Can you please look at this sketch and tell me if it resembles the man that came to call for Louise? Oh, similar.
After you left, I had a good think about it and I've remembered something.
It might be nothing.
But he held his left hand to his face.
Like this.
Maybe he didn't want me to see him clearly, but I remembered he was wearing a very distinctive ring, quite large with a carnelian stone, I think.
It's a bit like him, but I never really had a good look.
Whoever it was, Louise was scared of him.
Why do you say that? The way she acted when she was going to see him, and she told me that he didn't like her to dress sexy.
Demure, that was the word she used, he liked her to dress demure.
But on the night we last went out it was like she was expecting him cos she didn't want to come.
Did she get a phone call or something that made her change her mind? I don't know.
She might have done while I was in the bath.
But she didn't wear her own clothes, she was in mine.
Not demure, then? No.
But she put on that red coat that she had.
She was wearing this red strapless dress with sequins - With the pink sequined bag, that was mine.
Do you think she was hoping to see him in the club? Don't know.
Well, maybe she wanted to dress sexy to put him off.
I'm having my nails done this morning.
There's no bank account, no post office savings.
She gets 150 quid a week from the dental surgery but she pays Sharon 120 quid in rent each week So that doesn't leave much to live on, though, does it? But there is the cash in the boot.
But there's no trace of the red coat, 40s style with a velvet collar.
Skirts, blouses.
The suitcase reeks of mothballs.
You heard we traced the adverts? Well, the bad news is that the postal box and the number listed for applicants to call it's drawn a blank so far.
It's a pay-as-you-go mobile.
Right, I'm off home.
Joan's already gone.
Right.
Wait, but you can still trace the calls made to it.
We have done that, haven't we? I'll do it, I'll do it.
Is the boss in? These were delivered to reception.
READS: Dahlia's killer cracking, wants terms.
The LA Examiner received an almost identical letter, sir.
He's a copycat.
That's bloody obvious, Paul.
DCI Langton, I will give up on the Dahlia killing if I get ten years.
Don't try to find me.
OK, take a break, recharge your batteries.
Go on, get out.
I'll deal with these.
(PHONE RINGS) DCI Langton.
Yes.
About time.
I'll send someone over to pick them up.
Yeah, and this is a murder enquiry that takes precedence over a few starlets getting drunk on champagne.
Thank you.
The club's releasing the CCTV footage.
Get over there.
You here about that murdered girl? Were you not questioned? Nah, I'm part-time nights.
Well, this shouldn't take too long.
Look at these photos.
She didn't leave me a tip.
I'm sorry? The coat didn't fit.
Old fashioned.
I remember it because my mum had one.
You took her coat.
Yeah.
I hung it on the rail at the back.
Our system.
The early birds are usually the ones that stay very late.
This is a sketch of the man we're trying to trace.
You ever seen him? Hm, I don't know if it was him.
Sort of similar.
In the club? No, outside in the alley.
We nip out there for a smoke.
Right, let's take a look out the back.
He was parked opposite.
Cars think they can park here at night and the wardens have a field day.
You saw him? I didn't get a close look.
He was sitting in his car.
Do you know what make it was? A big car.
A 4x4, maybe.
Very dark, but shiny, clean.
He got out when she came up to the passenger side.
He said something and then she got in.
And the man looked like the one in the sketch.
Sort of, yeah.
Older looking, thin faced, tall.
He had this long dark coat.
I'd better get back.
There'll be coats up the ying-yang! Is there anything else you remember? That other girl.
They came in together.
She's often here.
Naughty one, she is.
But she didn't stay more than an hour.
They were having a row.
I'm not your bloody babysitter, I'm leaving! I haven't got any money, Sharon! You never have, do you? Here, and this time you can pay me back.
Why haven't you come forward with this before? I didn't think it meant anything, really.
Doesn't, does it? Doreen, you've been very helpful.
Thank you.
Is there a reward?