أول 171 سطر.
Feeling you're about to tell me
I'm destined for greater things.
Police are looking.
They need someone like you.
For what?
There's a task team
looking into those killing fields
in Mitchell's Plain.
They need a forensic profiler.
We don't have profilers in this country.
You'll be the first.
"There is no such thing as a person
who, at the age of 35, suddenly changes
from perfectly normal to totally evil."
FBI Criminologist Robert Ressler.
Now he's interviewed hundreds of killers in his career,
so I trust when he says killers are created.
I should hate the men who do these terrible things.
But I can't.
What does that say about me?
It says you understand them.
Maybe that can be your superpower, if you let it.
Here we go.
Is that the only bottle?
It's the only decent bottle I've got.
Thanks for letting me stay, Suze.
Honestly, I didn't think packing up the house
would be so brutal.
It's not totally awful having you back.
Are you sure you're gonna be okay
in the guest room by yourself?
I've gotten used to it.
I'm gonna check if your room's all set.
Thank you.
Are you looking for Loubser
or just some good old-fashioned witchcraft?
I'm, um, I'm looking for Brigadier Brink.
Petrus Brink at your service.
Dr. Micki Pistorius.
Ah, you must be the profiler
I've been hearing so much about.
- Yeah. - Ja.
Not my office.
Uh, it's Colonel Loubser's chamber of horrors.
- Oh! - Um, let's go next door.
There's a little bit more fresh air than in this place.
I heard what you did with the Strangler.
Caused quite a stir.
Hm! Hmm, maybe not the good kind.
The guys in the force needs a shake-up every now and then.
- Thank you. - Mm-hmm.
Um, Brigadier, I really appreciate you bringing me in
on the Strangler case, but I'm, um.
Uh, Brixton Unit
discovered a body just over an hour ago
on the Cleveland mine dumps.
Oh, I've heard of those.
It's eight so far, right?
There'll be more.
And the minister's breathing down my neck for an arrest.
We have 43 leads on this case
and you get to tell us who the lucky winner is.
And there's more.
Delmas Police arrested a young male.
Goes by the name of Warren Barnes.
He's white.
He has connections to a neo-Nazi group.
Is this hate crimes?
Uh, he's a right-wing Afrikaner.
Three black victims.
The investigation had him cornered,
but now he claims that, uh,
he cannot remember that he owned up.
Convenient.
So the state will need you to testify
about his mental health.
The full interview, assessment of capacity, all that.
Wait, um.
Sorry, what are we doing here?
We're moving you wherever you're needed.
And you will be needed everywhere.
You must tell me what I can do for you
that can make this work.
A specialised unit would be good.
- A unit? - Yeah,
a dedicated psychology unit.
Um, a staff, maybe five.
We could serve all the running cases in the province
and build it out as the cases come in.
Now, uh, how, how about
one more person to start with?
Mm, yeah.
Um, one more would be better.
Her name's Erika.
She's been briefed.
She'll meet with you later.
Okay.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Hey, hey, hey, hey. Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Step back. Step away, please.
You can't be here.
Uh, Captain Micki Pistorius.
Brigadier Brink sent me.
Oh. You from National?
Investigative psychology.
What are they bringing me a psychologist for?
The brigadier thought it would be good for me
to get an eye on the scene.
I have an eye on it. My eye.
Okay, I need to collect evidence for my profile,
that doesn't need to interfere
with what you're- Uh, Charles, Charles,
Charles, get this lovely lady
off my crime scene. - Sorry, will you just.
Wait, wait, wait. Sorry, Sergeant.
Look, you have a lot to sift through.
I can help you understand what you're looking for.
Dead people don't need psychologists.
Look, I don't mean to be rude, but I have no idea at all
how you think you can help here.
I'm here for the ones that are still alive.
Sarge. I've got to show you something.
So she was dumped out here in the open.
When we turned her over, we found this.
"She is a beach."
And "We must stay here as long as you don't understand."
None of the other bodies had it.
Some sort of message to us?
Or to the victim.
What's that?
Ah! That's just trash.
This used to be a landfill site.
Yeah, or evidence.
We'll let forensic decide.
Okay, it's a pad on a crime scene
next to a woman's dead body.
It could have been hers.
We could use it to ID her.
I'm gonna bag it anyway,
just in case. - Yeah.
Let's get forensics down here.
Clear this fucking body now.
Yes, sir.
So, the crime scenes are here, here and here.
All within walking distance of each other.
Okay, so he knows the lay of the land.
The police remove a body, he puts another one in its place.
He's replenishing the spot.
He's what?
Uh, uh, like he's restocking it.
He's marking his territory.
Like a dog pissing on a lamppost.
Yeah.
Yeah, he's saying, "This is my place. Mine!"
Okay.
Fuck! - Sorry,
do you got to be somewhere else?
Uh, interviewing a suspect in another case in a few hours.
Hmm!
Okay.
"She is a beach," back of right thigh.
Then the other thigh, more writing.
"We must stay here for as long as you don't understand."
What do you think it means?
Well, it's probably a misspelling of bitch, right?
So maybe he's not that literate.
No, but I think he's intelligent, so that doesn't fit.
There's a contradiction here.
Either way, there's deep anger in his words.
And he's chosen to express that by writing it on her body.
Which suggests he couldn't express his anger
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