Welcome to Curiosity Page #5

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Let's have some fun.

Susie, Susie, thank God.

It's, it's Tim.

Is Derrick there?

No, he's not in at the moment,

but he did leave a message for you

saying he wants the company car back.

What, what's wrong?

Well, you can't keep the car

if you don't work for the company.

What, so... So he, he's firing me?!

You called this morning and quit, Tim,

and rather rudely too,

if you don't mind me saying.

Susie, I haven't phoned anybody today.

Well, it was your phone and

it sounded very much like you.

Oh, my God.

Goodbye, Tim.

Oh, my God, Susie, um,

I got, I'll talk to you later.

He asked me into the toilet.

Said he... wanted me

to help him with something.

And he hit me, head-butted me.

He held a knife to my throat.

I pleaded with him, I said,

"Please, don't kill me."

That was the last thing

I remember before, um...

I was knocked out.

I woke up and my wallet, my phone,

my wedding ring, my car, all gone.

I feel so stupid.

Okay.

And you're positive that this is the man

that attacked you?

Oh yeah, no mistaking, that's him.

We're gonna need your car registration

and your bank details.

- Have you cancelled your cards yet?

- No, no, not yet.

Good.

Do you believe why he was in the toilet?

No more than I believe

in Father Christmas.

Run the cards and see

if he's used them anywhere.

- Sir.

- What?

Ma'am.

- We've got a sighting of Hunting.

- Where?

At a diner on the A666.

Press time.

- Hi.

- Hi.

- You okay?

- Fine.

- Did you get the information?

- Yeah.

Look, shouldn't you be out

playing football or chasing girls?

I've never even watched a football match

on TV, let alone played one.

And all the best girls are taken.

- Is that it?

- Yeah.

Look, I could get fired for this.

So, who is it that you think is

the serial killer?

The local gardener.

It's a bit of an obvious choice though.

What I want you to do

is to read out the locations the truck was

registered at, okay?

Fire away.

August 2007, Birmingham.

Hang on, bingo, the Solihull Strangler.

Solihull, just outside Birmingham.

Three women murdered by strangulation.

Yeah, the name kind gave away

the method, Elliott.

Next.

Brighton, 2009.

Got two murders in Hove

that year, February, two kids.

What month do you have?

February.

Next?

Swansea, 2009 to 2012.

Six men all disappeared overnight

in a three-year period,

and they were found dead

in a local marina.

Coincidence?

Look, just because some crackpot website

has linked these deaths to serial killers

doesn't give you any proof

that this gardener is the serial killer

from around here.

We got three separate serial killers

around the country,

and a man linked to those areas

at the time of the murders.

Now, we have a serial killer in our town

who started just around the same time

the gardener turned up.

I don't know, Elliott.

If you're so convinced,

why don't you talk to your uncle?

I already did.

I've gotta get back.

If it turns out that it is the gardener...

and he kills again and we did nothing,

how you gonna feel then?

Look...

I'm not your babysitter any more.

Just try and stay outta trouble, okay?

Go, go, go, go, go!

Get out, get out!

Go, go, go, go, go!

Al, Al.

Dex.

Okay, give me that.

I'm so... sorry I got you two

involved in all this sh*t.

I'm sorry about Al.

There's a main road over there...

on the other side of that field.

Get to it, hitch a ride.

Here's a big bag of money.

That'll sort you out.

What are you gonna do?

I'm gonna f***ing kill him.

Thank you.

Look after each other.

You f***er!

F***!

Don't move!

Fordy, it's your time to die.

It's your time.

Look at me, you look at me.

Sh, sh.

Shh, it's okay, it's okay.

It's just your time.

This is where they usually leave.

- Who?

- Guys.

- What guys?

- Guys that I've been on a date with.

What's the deal with all these questions?

I mean, who wants to go out with

a prostitute?

Are you telling me

because you want me to leave?

No, I'm telling you because I want to be

honest with you.

Because I don't wanna leave.

Though I might, if you don't cheer up.

I know I've been a b*tch,

but this is important.

I must have parked down here somewhere.

So.

Here we are.

Let's run a bath.

Yeah.

Simpson's card has just been used

to book a hotel room.

I'll be right there.

Tim, welcome to the party!

What did you do?

What do you mean?

Well, he just needed

a little bit of a drink.

Tim!

Tim, I didn't do anything!

Come back here, you horrible little man!

Hope I'm not too late to join the party.

Where's Al?

He didn't make it.

And Fordy?

Yeah, he didn't make it either.

Oh well!

One less thing to worry about.

Money safe?

Good.

- Let's get you on the plane then.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hands out, slowly, slowly.

I'm not a f***in' idiot, Max.

I know you set me up.

The only thing I don't understand

is why you didn't kill me

when you had the chance.

I don't sh*t on my own doorstep.

Nothing to do with getting your sweaty

hands on that money then?

Nah, I'm givin' that all back.

Less a finder's fee, of course.

You never did stop blamin' me

for Molly's death, did you?

No.

Neither did I.

You do what you gotta do, Max.

I told you not to trust anyone.

F*** you, Dexter.

Is this what you were thinking of?

Okay, Hunting, put the f***ing weapon

down or this all ends here!

Drop it, Lee! Come on.

And so it ends.

The biggest manhunt, or should I say

womanhunt, in Curiosity history

comes to a bloody conclusion here tonight

with the apprehension of Lee Hunting,

the alleged Christmas Day killer.

Lee Hunting, whose recent escape

from St Andrew's Mental Institute

that sparked the entire police

investigation

was apprehended here this evening.

She is taken off now.

The diminutive figure is led off

by the CID to be questioned

in conjunction with the identification

of an as-yet unnamed male body.

Well, you got her.

Yeah.

You be okay?

Yeah, I think I am.

So what now?

Drink.

How did you find me?

You're so pathetic.

All right, this is how I would have

done it, I think.

Your home number was on your mobile,

the code gave me the area,

and the phone book, well, that gave me

your address.

And I already had the keys to get in,

didn't I?

What happened to Derrick?

Why do you care?

You don't work for him any more.

Yeah, why did you do that?

Why did you quit my job for me?

Because you don't like working for him.

The guy is an arsehole.

You can do so much better.

Did you kill him?

Maybe.

Look, I can't do anything alone, yeah?

I need you to help me.

Why me?

Because, Tim...

...I am you.

You are me.

I don't know what that means.

Come on, think about it.

Think about it. When did I first turn up?

Well, I picked you, I gave you a lift.

This is bullshit!

I do the things you wanna do, Tim.

Guess what, you ain't got the balls

to do 'em, have you?

Hey, Bruce Wayne,

he's got Batman, hasn't he?

Peter Parker, he's got Spider-Man,

and you Tim, you, you've got me.

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