Episode 4 Luther

Don't move.

-This is my mate, Justin.

-(LAUGHS) Hey there.

-Hey.

-And I love him.

All I want is what you want - to have these people locked up,

so they can't do any more harm to anyone else.

Justin, I think I may have taken a wrong turn.

-Do you want to talk about this properly?

-That's why I'm here.

No, I mean, properly.

I not sure what's supposed to be going on here.

I'm completely lost.

That's why we're here.

To help you understand how lost you really are.

How am I supposed to trust you if you don't trust me?

I will be back.

I'm a copper, we're on the same side.

I don't think you're going to shoot me.

I warned you not to make me your enemy! I warned you!

No. Don't you...don't you...

Hey. Get up!

Justin.

MARY GASPS

HE COCKS SHOTGUN

Please.

SHOTGUN BLAST

SHE PANTS

Oh, God. Key. Key. Key.

HE COCKS SHOTGUN

SHE WHIMPERS

DISTANT SIRENS

SIRENS APPROACH

SIRENS WAIL

Are you OK? You OK?

Mary.

What did John say to you exactly?

He said...he said he was busy.

And that I should meet him here, at his place.

No.

DOOR OPENS

Erin?

Man down.

Justin Ripley.

So what is it with John Luther and the people he loves?

John, I don't know what to say. I don't have the words.

FOOTSTEPS APPROACH

Where is Mary?

John Luther,

you're under arrest for the murder of Detective Sergeant Justin Ripley

and attempted murder of Mary Day.

Mary! Hey, Mary. Mary! Hold on!

# Love is like a sin My love

# For the ones that feel it the most

# Look at her with her eyes like a flame

# She will love you like a fly

# Will never love you again. #

OK. From this side of the table,

it looks like there's two people who could incriminate you,

one of which is now dead by the hand of Tom Marwood.

And Mary Day would be...had I not intervened.

And you're welcome, by the way.

You told her where to go, John.

You told her where and when.

And I think you did that because you wanted Marwood to kill her for you.

Yesterday, a few hours before he shot and killed Justin Ripley,

you spoke for some time to Mr Marwood.

Your report notes that during this conversation,

Tom Marwood asked for more time.

"Give me two days."

And then you let him go.

Which makes me wonder, what was the quid pro quo?

Shut your mouth.

You let Marwood run free to kill his paedophiles and his scumbags.

That's no skin off your nose. No humans involved.

But then in exchange, does you a favour.

He cleans up your mess.

SLAMS FIST

I loved him.

HE SIGHS

He's got too many friends. We'll have to move him.

TYRE EXPLODES

What is this, John?

I don't know, George.

Stay here.

EXPLOSION

GEORGE COUGHS

GEORGE SCREAMS

ERIN SCREAMS

Erin!

Wotcher.

RADIO: 'Detective Ripley has been hailed a hero by his colleagues after

'he was shot point blank in the chest by vigilante Thomas Marwood

'who has been branded a coward...'

HE GROANS IN FRUSTRATION

Oh.

If you're going to go on the run you're going to have to, er,

lose the coat.

It's my lucky coat.

Lucky?!

Right. Well, I would take it back to the shop, if I was you.

Get your money back. It's obviously defective.

This is a nice place.

Is it yours?

Don't be silly.

Alice, what are you doing here?

I saw the news.

Where have you been?

Berlin.

I don't believe you.

Oh, you should.

I assumed you'd need it, eventually.

Not yet.

After Marwood. Then I'm done.

Why? Because he killed your puppy?

Oh, that's why you're here? To rub my nose in it?

No. I came to help the people you love.

I'm sorry?

You assert this fabulous moral conscience, John.

This adherence to unwritten law. Yet, time and again,

it devastates the people you claim to hold dear, but you don't stop.

It seems to me your conscience has killed more people than I have.

Well, you know, you say "escape," George,

but to me, this looks more like the scene of a violent abduction.

By Marwood?

Presumably.

Why not pop him here? The way he did Ripley?

Well, we won't know that until we ask him, will we?

In the meantime, somewhere out there, there is

a police officer in the hands of a known police killer.

Well, either way, Martin...

we both want DCI Luther returned to us at the earliest opportunity.

A search is under way.

Then widen it.

You know, George, the Tom Marwood investigation is under my command,

and God help you

if you interfere with it or question my allocation of resources.

DCI Luther does have some loyal friends, doesn't he?

Oh, yes, he does.

TV: 'One officer was shot dead and another badly injured.

'In what the police say may be a related incident,

'Milan Knizac has been attacked in Mortlake Prison.

'Knizac is serving a life sentence

'for the murder of Caitlin Marwood, Tom Marwood's late wife.

'Caitlin Marwood was raped and murdered by Milan Knizac

'four years ago, after he was released from prison

'less than halfway through a nine-year sentence...'

What do you want?

Don't move!

SHE SHRIEKS

COCKS SHOTGUN

MARY: So where are we going?

TRICIA: We're taking you somewhere safe, just to be sure.

But you can't honestly think John would ever hurt me?

So where did you go?

Oh, here and there. Got married.

You got what?

Married. Why?

Does it add a tingle of the illicit to the conversation?

It adds a tingle of disbelief, is what it does.

Erm, where did you and...

Bertrand. A conference in Sao Paolo.

Oh, he was intensely intellectual.

He "was"?

Sadly, he passed away.

Some little girls grow up wanting ponies.

I always wanted to be a widow.

So, what about you?

Have you found someone, hmm?

Yeah. Kind of.

And is she interesting?

-To whom?

-Me!

I don't know.

Well, I imagine she wouldn't be, terribly.

She wouldn't be some kind of Zoe surrogate.

You've got enough self-knowledge to avoid that trap.

So she's a pixie.

A what?

A pixie. A sprite.

A daydream of the life you imagine you want to live.

-Oh, dear, I feel a bit sorry for her.

-You don't feel sorry for anyone.

Well, quite. But in principle, I pity her.

She's not what you want. She's what you want to want.

What is it I want exactly?

We're not talking about that. We're talking about Pixie.

Pix... Her name is Mary.

I know.

TV: 'The officer shot dead last night has been named

'as Detective Sergeant Justin Ripley.

'Detective Sergeant Ripley is believed to have been killed by

'Tom Marwood who first appealed to the public in this video yesterday.'

MARWOOD: 'Four years ago,

'she was raped and murdered by a man called Milan Knizac.'

This him?

This is him.

Goodness gracious me. What a needy little fishy.

Oh, he's got a hero complex.

He needs public opinion to justify his own actions to himself.

So what's the plan, Stan?

I take away everything he wants.

What does he want?

To avenge his wife. To be admired. To become a martyr.

All to make his wife's death mean something.

You'd take all that from him?

Yeah.

That's cruel.

It's the cruellest thing I can think of.

OK. But if any police aren't out there looking for him,

they're out there looking for you. So how do we even begin?

-Well. First step - you're Thomas Marwood.

-Mmm.

You want to kill the man that killed your wife.

-Mmm.

-But Milan Knizac is in prison.

-Mmm.

-So how would you do it?

With leverage.

Give me a lever long enough and a fulcrum on which to place it,

and...I can move the world.

Nat?

Nat?!

PHONE RINGS

Hello?

It's not an easy thing, is it, when your wife is taken from you?

Well, do as I tell you and you'll get her back.

SHE SOBS

SHE SCREAMS

What is this place?

Nobody knows we're here, Mary. Not John, none of his friends.

So, as long as we stay here, we're safe, OK?

Just...try and make yourself comfortable.

PHONE RINGS

Benny.

Schenk.

Well, never let it be said that you are less than audacious,

Miss Morgan.

Well, I've got an issue with impulse control, Martin.

It's in the genes apparently.

You know, Miss Morgan, I must remind you, I'm a police officer

and you are a fugitive from justice.

And that, by walking in here,

you have, by default, surrendered your liberty.

Well, you're entitled to send me back. I wouldn't take it personally.

-Besides, I'd only escape.

-I have no doubt.

Meanwhile, John will be in prison. Or dead at the hands of Tom Marwood.

Now, me, I'm as guilty as sin. Name it, I've done it.

But John's as innocent as I am culpable.

So I suppose the question I'm here to ask is - which matters more?

Punishing my guilt? Or proving John's innocence?

Now John has asked me to tell you

that Tom Marwood won't allow himself to be arrested.

He intends to commit suicide by cop, to die a martyr to his own cause.

Now John knows how to bring him in alive.

But he's going to need your support.

What exactly does he need?

For starters, anything you have on Milan Knizac.

Oh, and I'm going to need a personnel file.

Thank you, boys.

Why did you come back?

I beg your pardon?

You heard.

I told you. I saw the news.

Alice, come on. None of this Berlin bullshit.

You've been in London for weeks.

What makes you say that?

I saw a receipt for those boots.

-Ah.

-Ah.

I wanted something.

-What?

-You.

Alice, Mary and I...

Oh, do be serious. You'll be bored silly by the end of the week.

-You and I are...

-What?

Well...

SIREN WAILS

PHONE RINGS

-What do I do?

-Let me have it, please.

Erin, no. Leave it, it's fine.

If it's him, it's important we know what he says. OK. Answer.

Hello?

'Mary. Where are you?'

I can't tell you that, John.

They...they won't let me tell you.

All right. OK, of course they won't. Look, I won't be long, OK?

I just want to tell you something and I want you to hear me

say it, all right?

I haven't done any of the things they're saying I did.

Are you OK?

Yeah.

Hi, yeah, we've got a trace on DCI Luther.

Well, look, don't be scared.

George Stark's a bit of a dick but he means well, I guess.

And Erin Grey, well, she just... She's got me all wrong, all right.

But she's a good woman and...

when push comes to shove, you can, well, you can trust her.

OK.

Are they with you now?

SHE SIGHS

What about you? Are you, um...OK?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Benny...

Guv, can I have a word?

-Huh?

-Now, please.

What the hell was that? Letting her talk to him?

What if he traces the call?

Oh, my God.

You're trying to lure him here! Are you mad?

How is she?

Safe.

PHONE BEEPS

Did you find anyone?

It'll be in one of these.

OK. OK.

Oh, I'm bored of this already.

OK. Milan Knizac is in the prison hospital

because someone cut his throat.

Joe Green has got access to him - he's a prison doctor.

He's also married to Natalie Green, who's pregnant.

So that's who I'd go for, if I wanted Milan Knizac dead.

And I needed leverage.

-Who are you?

-Police.

-He said no police! No police!

-HE SOBS

Just stay there, just stay there.

Alice, Marwood's gone. We missed him, all right.

He's long gone.

SHE SOBS QUIETLY

All right, so what did he say exactly?

That I should report to work tomorrow

and kill Milan Knizac with a lethal injection.

And if you don't?

He'll make sure that what Knizac did to his wife is done to mine.

He said that if I called the police...

I'm not police. I was the police. But I'm not any more.

Who the hell are you then?

I'm the man that's going to bring Natalie back.

Where are you going? You can't just leave me here!

If I take you with me, you'll do something stupid.

You won't be able to help yourself. You love Natalie, right?

What about him? Tom Marwood? What about him?

He won't know what hit him.

Benny, small change of plans.

I need you to get a trace on the last number who called this phone.

Yeah.

Hello. This is Ryan Clark.

He was over the limit, high on meth, he was banned from driving

and behind the wheel of a stolen car

when he ran over and killed a 12-year-old boy.

Mr Clark then fled the scene.

He was in prison for less than five years.

This is not about Ryan Clark's rights -

this is about our responsibilities.

This is about us doing for ourselves what the state refuses to do for us.

People like me have tried to be reasonable,

we have tried to be reasonable but nobody's listened.

Oh, boy.

He really does need the world to love him, doesn't he?

So now a 12-year-old boy is dead.

My wife is dead. Many other people are dead.

Well, no more.

I have a list of people like Ryan Clark

and I will execute them at a rate of one a day, every day,

until the Prime Minister agrees to hold a referendum

on the death penalty. Now, that's all I'm asking for,

is for the people of this country to be given a choice.

It's not like you gave Justin Ripley a choice, is it?

That man's death is on your head.

Well, I don't see how that can be right.

-I didn't ask you to kill him.

-I warned you to stay away.

You can't hold me accountable if you choose not to listen.

See, the thing is, I can hold you accountable.

Me being a copper and all that.

-What... G-Give me that camera.

-Oh, I don't think so.

Give me that camera or I will shoot him!

No, you won't, Thomas.

Not on camera, because people do hate a cop killer

and you so very much want to be admired,

which is a defect, really, in a multiple murderer but...

-Do not move another step.

-She's got a point there, Tom.

I mean, you're not going to shoot an innocent man, a cop.

Not for the world to see.

Turn off the camera! Turn off that camera now!

Why don't you just stop all this, all right?

And tell us where you're keeping Natalie Green.

Who has she ever hurt in her life? No-one.

Not to mention the fact that she's pregnant.

Shut up! Shut up!

Come on, Tom. Come on! Just let her go.

You being the...the defender of the innocent.

Stop, stop! Turn it off!

Whoever the hell you are, turn off that camera.

Tell her to turn it off.

Look. Look, just put it down. Put it down.

Put it down and turn it off. Do as the man says.

You hear me, do it, do it, do it.

Now move away, move away.

Oh, what are you going to do now, DCI Luther?

What are you going to do now, Tom?

She's not going to come back, you know.

I don't care if she does. I've got the camera.

Problem is, the world is going to see that you're not actually a hero.

You're just a cop killer that would kidnap a pregnant woman.

I mean, come on, that's nasty!

She's gone, Tom. There's no point running after her.

She's gone.

Bingo.

You, you! Bring her back! Bring her back!

Tom, it's not like I can actually show the tape to anyone really.

-Eh?

-W-Why not? Why not?

Let's say I did. What do you stand to lose?

You...you still can kill Natalie Green.

I don't have her, you do. So, er, I've got what you want.

And you've got what I want.

So what do we do now?

You take me to Natalie. All right, you let her go.

What and then you, you give me back the tape?

Give it right back.

Liar.

LUTHER CRIES OUT

HE SCREAMS IN PAIN

See, you forgot that I had stolen...

I stole your phone, remember?

So I have heard all those lovely, intimate messages from...

Mary Day, was it?

So, you get me that tape, and I give you back your Mary. OK?

SHE WHIMPERS

LUTHER GASPS, GRUNTS

I'm a police officer. Give us that phone, I need that phone.

-What are you doing?

-I just need this phone.

PHONE RINGS

Hello?

Put George on the phone now. On speaker. Just do it!

OK. OK. You're on speaker.

You have to get Mary out of there right now!

Do you understand me?

I think we've had enough of that.

Oi!

What are you doing?

George?

He's trying to lure us out of here. Please, trust me.

Boss, you need to get C019 down to Paragon... Paragon Towers right now.

Get them there.

Hello, Tinkerbell.

WATER BOTTLE CLUNKS, ECHOES

It's John.

There's nothing to worry about.

We need you to stay here, OK?

-Who the hell are you?

-Shh.

What's that?

Proof you shouldn't need of the kind of man John Luther actually is.

When Stark and the lesbian get back, you show them this.

Oh, and if you ever betray him like this again...

..I'll kill you and eat you.

How does that sound?

What's your name?

(PANTING) What?

What's your name?

Are you Mary?

Are you Mary?!

Yes. Yes, yes, I'm Mary.

Did John send you to do this?

To do what? I don't know what you're talking about.

John Luther.

I know what Mary sounds like.

I've heard her voice. You don't sound like Mary.

I am Mary. I'm Mary. I'm Mary.

Show me your wallet.

NOW!

What are you doing?

ALICE SIGHS

So I've got bullets, but no gun. That's quite Zen.

You're Erin Grey.

D-Don't.

GUNSHOT

MARY WHIMPERS

Find me a nail.

W-What kind of nail?

A nail nail. As in, a hammer and...

OK.

-Mary?

-Yeah?

-Is the door locked?

Stop! Stop, stop, stop.

Police officer, open the door. Come on, come on. Get out.

Give me the nail.

MARY BREATHES UNSTEADILY

-Shh. Breathe, Tinkerbell.

-I don't know who you are.

-Open the door.

-What?

-Gently.

Close.

Lean all your weight on the door.

MARY GASPS

Shh.

BULLET FIRES

HE GASPS

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Nice try. Nice try, Mary.

Tom! Isn't it time we knocked this on the head?

Both of you. Move. Move! Move!

Hey! Come on!

Come on. Move it! Move it!

Mary, it's going to be all right, OK?

Tom, where's Natalie Green?

SIRENS WAIL

Well, I'm going to be dead in a moment,

so I suppose you're going to have to live with the never knowing.

No, don't punish me by hurting Natalie, OK? She's done nothing.

Who the hell do you think you are?

To walk in here, after what you've done to me,

and dictate what I can and can't do?

GUNSHOT

No! Tom, don't. Stop, don't.

You can choose, you can have one.

Sorry?

I said pick one.

Why?

So you know what it feels like.

Time's running out.

Please don't do this.

It's your last chance.

I can't. I can't pick one.

Then you'll walk out of here alone.

Tom. Please. Please.

It's ugly, isn't it? Being impotent.

Being degraded by a violent man that you'll never get to punish.

Now pick.

No.

Fine.

Stop! Just stop pointing that gun at her head. Stop.

-Then choose.

-I can't choose one.

-Five. Four.

-Please!

Three.

Two.

-One!

-All right!

All right!

Have you chosen?

Yes.

Then say it. Say her name.

Say it now!

Alice.

MARY WHIMPERS

Say it again.

Shoot Alice.

Say it again!

Alice.

No!

GUNSHOT

Oops. Sorry, couldn't resist.

Run! Run. Run. Get out of here. Run! Go on.

Go!

Now, if I let this go, you'll die. Which is what you want, isn't it?

-Eh? But if I apply pressure just here...

-No.

-..there's a good chance you'll live.

-No! Please. Please. Don't. Please.

-Beg me.

-Please.

-Beg me!

-I'm begging you.

Then where's Natalie? Where is she?

-Please.

-Come on, Tom. Come on, Tom.

-The medics are coming, they're going to save your life.

-No.

She's in, she's in Cathay Street.

-How do I know you're not lying?

-No. It's true. It's true.

-How do I know? Is it true?

-Please. Just let go. Please.

You're ready to go?

Yeah, I'm ready. I'm ready. I'm ready.

Please...

Not on your nelly.

-Medic! Medic!

-No!

I need him alive, put pressure right here. Here!

All right, upstairs.

Sir.

SIREN WAILS

Natalie?

We're the police.

You're safe now.

Hold on, hold on.

BENNY: Boss.

What's happening?

They arrested Alice Morgan.

Where is she?

-And Mary?

-She left you a message.

She gave you this?

She put it into my hand herself.

Benny, I appreciate it, pal.

Where you going, boss? She went that way.

I just want to say sorry to Alice.

There's been a mix up over who's who.

I expect they'll, er, they'll work it out in a couple hours.

I don't care what she's done, John.

She saved my life.

So you should probably...go.

Yeah.

Yeah.

I should do that.

-I...

-I know.

Me too.

Go on. Go.

HELICOPTER WHIRS

MUSIC: "Never Gonna Give You Up" by The Black Keys

# Girl, you treat me bad

# And I know why

# I've seen you running around

# With another guy

# And you think if you hurt me

# That I'll go away

# But I've made up my mind You know I'm

# I'm here to stay

# Never gonna give you up

# No matter how you treat me

# Never gonna give you up

# So don't you think of leavin'

# Baby, don't you understand

# What you're doing to the man?

# Do you see these tears... #

It was clever. The choice you made.

# ..In my eyes?

# Ain't no use in lyin'... #

Marwood?

Alive. Suffering.

Good.

# ..And put me on a shelf

# I'd rather die

# Than see you with somebody else... #

You really do need to lose the coat.

# ..Never gonna give you up

# No matter how you treat me

# Never gonna give you up

# So don't you think of leavin'

# Baby, don't you understand

# What you're doin' to the man? #

So...now what?

# ..That I'm your fool

# And you're using me

# Like a carpenter uses a tool

# I know their intentions

# Are all very good

# Some of them would help me

# If they could

# But I'm never gonna give you up

# No matter how you treat me

# Never gonna give you up

# So don't you think of leavin'... #

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