The Dark

'This morning, we found the body of another young man.'

'Definitely in serial killer territory.'

I was in the house.

Jason was taken from his bedroom.

From his bedroom?

'I want them and Stephen together

'so we can watch their every step until Forensics clears the house.'

How was Rob yesterday?

I asked him to the cinema.

Dad.

Erm, this is Mr Wright, Rob's dad.

I can give names of boys at risk.

Every school, every town - they're everywhere.

Could join me on the hunt tomorrow.

'This indicates potential intoxication.

'It could imply he was drugged. It would explain...'

I'll take these off you, OK?

Did you have them on for a while?

Lucy told one of the girls

she wanted to put poison in their tummies.

That's two now. Go home. Pack.

Mother...

Best way to protect your son is to remove him as a suspect.

Talking's another form of therapy.

'Detective.' Owen?

GRUNTS

Owen, talk to me. What's happening?

GENTLE TINKLING

Owen, can you hear me?

SCREAMING

Oh, my God! Oh, my God. Owen!

Owen!

Gloria!

Gloria, wait!

Owen! Owen! Gloria?

Owen! Owen!

Oh, my God. Oh, my God!

Help me! He's breathing.

Pressure on the wound.

Oh, my God. Help me, help me.

Help me, please help.

Press it, tight.

I don't know, but I need s-some help, please.

That's right. That's right. Just keep... keep breathing.

As much pressure as you can.

OK? I'm calling for assistance.

Just... Just try...

'Which service do you require?'

This is Detective Monica Kennedy. I need medics and back-up.

I'm at the Kilmardon Estate in Carse of Blarrig.

'Hold the line.' Please hurry up!

Help! I'll be right back.

That's good. Just... keep breathing. Please.

'..showing at 15 minutes out.

'Are you in immediate danger?' Are they coming?!

They're on their way, Gloria.

HELICOPTER BUZZING OVERHEAD

SIRENS APPROACHING

'I can confirm that last night,

'a third young man was attacked by who we believe to be

'the individual responsible for the murders

'of Jason Morgan and Robert Wright.

'The victim is currently in a critical condition.

'Our investigation has led us to believe

'the killer is targeting young men in their teens and early 20s.

'We understand there will be

'significant concern within the community,

'but I want to reassure you that we are making progress,

'and we will catch this killer.'

"We"? Bloody cheek.

'Our advice is to remain vigilant,

'to keep your loved ones safe...'

Yeah, that's enough.

Hately, she loves the limelight, eh? No, that's not who she is.

No? Feels like she's swooping in.

I asked her to. What?

Why?

I don't fancy being the face

of an investigation into a prolific serial killer.

But I thought you'd felt the same, given you're more his type.

Think I'm a bit too old for him.

I'd have said the same about Owen until last night.

So far, only Owen's blood type.

Half the things that are his MO seem to be missing.

No sign of drugs, here or in Owen.

It's still him.

He didn't bring his own knife.

Just saying.

Forensics bagged it. Reckon he got it from the kitchen.

Matches the one missing from the block.

You have one chance to fatally stab someone.

Where are you targeting?

Arteries.

Here, here, here.

Slice of a wrist, maybe.

Owen's wounds were none of those.

The nick in his neck and his arm were defensive.

The key wound was here, in his side.

Your point is?

Our killer knows the human body.

If he wanted to kill Owen with a knife, he would have.

Owen brought the knife upstairs. Owen? Why?

He was scared.

He called me. He wanted to tell me something.

Owen, he's not the same victim profile.

Oh, come on, he's pretty close.

This isn't somebody who deals in "pretty close".

Owen's older than the other victims, damaged.

Intentionally or not, he's killed before.

We thought he was a suspect.

What if he was a threat?

A threat?

Y-You think Owen knew the killer? The killer enters.

Drug and a drink is usually his next step,

but he hears Owen call me,

and for a second, he panics.

He approaches Owen from behind.

He knows time's not on his side,

but there's enough time to enjoy the kill.

But Owen's not drugged, pliable like the others.

So when he chokes him,

Owen's still fighting.

He can inch his hands free

to try to get the knife probably in his pocket.

And Owen tries to slash at the hands,

and that's when he gets the nick in his neck.

But our killer overpowers him

and jams the knife into Owen's side. HE GRUNTS

Mm-hm. Blood spills.

He's repulsed. Now everything's gone wrong.

Blood's oozing through the floorboards.

I'm tearing up the drive... HE GRUNTS

..and so he grips, wanting the life to go out of Owen.

But I'm so close, and...

he needs the knowledge that Owen is dead.

But I'm in the house now,

and Gloria is screaming,

so he has to let go, and if I hadn't run up,

run up the stairs and knocked... Mon... Monica.

HE CLEARS HIS THROAT

HE SIGHS

HE MUTTERS, CAR DOOR CLOSES

GREGG SIGHS And?

Good news. Forensics are all done. You can go home.

Home?

Mm-hm. Go pack your things up.

Got an officer to escort you.

Hey.

Take one of your pills. OK? Mm.

I'll sort it.

Yep.

Who would keep something like this in their wardrobe?

"Withdraw into yourself.

"It is in the inner man that truth dwells."

This guy is weird. Absolute nonsense.

Or a quote that survived nearly 1,800 years. Uh?

Plotinus, Greek philosopher.

What other pearls did that Classics degree teach you?

Wait. Whoa, whoa. Wh-What you doing?

It was a gift.

Think it could be from the killer? He's playing with us.

"Inner man... truth dwells."

Oh, shit.

God.

Jason Morgan.

Rob Wright.

That's... That's Nichol, Jason's brother, right?

So he's a victim too?

All this time, he was never missing.

Who the hell is he?

PHONE BEEPS

What the...? Foxes.

They win some.

Who taught you?

My dad? Mm.

Yours never taught you?

My dad? Nah.

Only place he went hunting was Tinder.

It's a dating app for shaggers. Think I live under a stone?

My father may have taught me,

but I do this for me.

The patience of it. The watching... waiting.

Later, I could show you how to prep, cook one of these.

At yours? Be a good meal.

Is this cos of what the police said on the news about the boys?

I'm not weak. Scott...

I can look after myself.

I'm used to being alone. OK.

MONITOR BEEPING

Doctors say there have been signs of response.

Yeah, he talks in beeps now.

Owen called me last night.

He called you? Yeah, that's why I was there.

Owen wanted to talk. I think he knew his attacker.

This was in his wardrobe.

These four images were inside.

This is Rob Wright - as you know, murdered.

This is Jason Morgan - again, murdered.

This, though, this is important.

This is Nichol Morgan, Jason's older brother.