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Richard, have I done something?

Do you think
you might be depressed?

We’ve found some CCTV footage
the night of Jack’s murder

that shows a hatchback heading
towards the woods.

-Max never said.
-They would have questioned me.

-What she needs is counselling...
-[vomits]

...'cause this can’t keep going
the way it is.

I know.

I lost ten grand
on a horse race.

Richard, we’re not in trouble,
are we?

Are we?

[Max] How are
the others feeling about it all?

-What others?
-Nancy. Louie.

[Nancy] You were made redundant
three months ago!

I mean,
when were you going tell me?

[phone vibrates]

You made me lie
to Max over and over

-like things weren’t bad enough.
-I’ll repay the money.

It’s not about the money!

What’s all this?

I’m just storing it
for a friend.

What friend?

Don’t you want
to help find his killer?

I don’t know anything!

[Max]
Someone in that brewery does.

Tell me again
what happened at the party.

What’s going on with you two?

What the fuck were you thinking?

But you are
the exact opposite of the person

I thought you were.

You need to grow up.

Did you kill Jack Evans?

I’m not a murderer.

[Anna] I don’t know
what you are.

[theme music playing]

[Mandy] Don’t be stupid.
Arwel wouldn’t kill his own son.

Well, why else
would he gas himself?

Guilty,
that is, plain and simple.

Don’t stop talking out
your arse on my account.

-We were just saying that--
-Leave it, Mandy.

-I’m not passing any--
-Gwen, enough!

Sorry, Louie.

You sure you want to be here?

[exhales] If I’m sat at home,
all I’ll do is think about it.

Well, if you change your mind,

or if anyone
starts mouthing off.

I’ll be fine.

It’s gonna be weird
seeing Nancy,

I don’t know what to say to her.

Let’s just get through the day.

And tomorrow we get up
and we do it again,

and we keep doing it
until this is over.

When’s that gonna be?

Now I understand
that everyone’s unsettled,

but until we hear otherwise,
we keep doing our jobs.

Whatever happens,
let’s make certain that Wales

does not run out of beer
and spirits.

[laughs]

I really don’t think jokes
are appropriate

at this moment in time, Gareth.

I’m glad
you’re suddenly an expert

on what’s appropriate, Gwen,

because neither is idle gossip
and speculation.

Sorry we’re late.

-Louie, I didn’t expect--
-Don’t make a fuss.

Well, come on everyone,
get a shift on.

We’re so sorry, Louie.

Yep.

Thanks, Tish.

Anything you need,
I’m right here.

Oh, and Nancy hasn’t swiped in?

You’ve haven’t
seen her, have you?

She’s never late.

Hey! No worries,
I’ll just text her.

[line ringing]

It’s ringing out.

[Louie] She’s probably scared
to face us.

Try Richard.

This is Richard
please leave a message.

Voicemail.

Something’s wrong.

I’ve been kept waiting
all night.

We’re ready for you now.

Follow me.

Mrs. Clarke?

[Anna] Shit, shit, shit.

[horn honking]

[tense music playing]

This interview
is being recorded.

I’m Detective
Superintendent Holland,

the other officer
in the room is...

Detective Constable Anford.

The time is 9:07 a.m.

You are reminded
you are under caution.

You do not have to say anything,

but it may harm your defence
if you do not mention

when questioned something
you later rely on in court.

Anything you do say
may be given in evidence.

Do you recognise this car,
Nancy?

-No.
-Take your time.

Yeah, I suppose

it might be
a similar model to mine.

It’s hard to tell.

We had these images enhanced,

and had experts compare them
to photos taken of your car

in the early hours
of the morning.

Both cars appear
to have the same irregularities

on the passenger side bumper.

And both cars had
the same spray pattern

over passenger side mud guard.

Right.

This image was taken
at 12:18 a.m.

on the road to the woods,

on the night
of the brewery party.

I don’t think so.

[Holland] Well,
see we think it is...

and your husband agrees with us.

Take another look.

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
I suppose it could be, yeah.

When I chatted to you
at the brewery,

you told me that you drove

your friends home
from the party,

then went straight back
to your own property.

That’s right.

Why were you driving
to the woods?

Nancy? It’s really important

that we know
why you were going there.

[sighs]

It’s embarrassing.

I have a minor bladder problem
and I needed to go.

You’d just been at the brewery.
They’ve got toilets.

You could’ve gone
in your friends’ houses.

It just came on suddenly.

[Holland]
After you left the party,

but before you dropped
your friends home?

Yeah.

Which would mean
they were in the vehicle

when this footage was captured.

They can all confirm your story.

No.

I doubt that,
they’d been drinking.

I could have driven them
to Glasgow

and they’d barely remember.

That’s convenient.

Family emergency.

[Gareth] Another one?

When you left the party
with your friends,

where was Jack Evans?

I already told your colleague,
I don’t remember.

-Was he with you?
-No.

-Was he outside?
-No.

So, you do remember?

The last time I saw him,
was inside at the bar,

I don’t know
what time that was.

Nancy, we’ve just completed
enquiries with your bank.

So, we know...

about your financial situation.

Money trouble isn’t a crime
as far as I’m aware.

Did you talk about your finances
with Jack Evans?

No, why would I?

Did you ask him for a raise,

-an early salary payment?
-No.

Can you tell us about the goods
you’ve got in your lock-up.

I understand they were there
until yesterday.

I was helping a friend out.

And what friend was that?

[laughs] This isn’t relevant.

[Holland]
Well, I’ll be the judge of that.

Your husband said
they were brand new.

Straight off the shop floor.
Price tags, everything.

I wouldn’t know.

Was it a financial arrangement?

Did somebody give you
some money?

No.

Actually, your husband’s
been very helpful.

He mentioned that you had
a lump sum of money recently.

Nancy?

I think I’d like
to speak to a solicitor.

Things are starting to coalesce
around Nancy and her friends

and that includes your wife.

So... [sighs]

...I’m sorry Max but I’ll have
to remove you

-from the investigation.
-[sighs]

Anna is a potential witness.

Listen, you did
brilliantly IDing that car.

If Anna hiding something,
if she’s covering for someone,

I’m the one
who can get it out of her.

She’s loyal to her mates,

she not going
to drop anyone in it.

Not to you.

You think you can soften her up?

I can’t put you together
in an interview situation.

Yeah.

[Holland] Okay.

You’ll be putting yourself
in a difficult position.

It’s a bit late for that.

-They’ve IDed the car.
-[Anna] They must’ve.

We told the police
she drove us straight home,

they’ll know we lied.

She’ll protect us if she can.

[scoffs] You’ve got way
too much faith in her.

Can’t you speak to her?

-How?
-I don’t know,

can’t Max get you in?

He’s already suspicious.

Oh shit.

Remember, we’d been drinking.

We’re not sure on times,
we’re not sure on anything.

Just be vague.

Ladies.

I don’t remember
ordering strippers.

We need you to come
to the station with us please.

Why?

[Griffiths] We’ll explain
at the station.

Can I just get my coat?

Yeah.

Bathroom.

I need the bathroom.

Station’s not far.

You want me
to ruin your upholstery?

Two minutes.

There’s an officer outside.

I know how this looks,
but I swear

-I haven’t done anything.
-Cat you’ve got to trust me.

I can help, but only
if I understand what’s going on.

You two can pop in this one.

If you jump round
the other side.

Watch your head.

It was a stupid prank.

We took him to the woods
and left him there

and whatever happened
afterwards, it wasn’t our fault.

Please say you believe me.

[Griffiths] We need to move.

I’m coming.

I’m sorry.

Use me as an alibi.

Nancy dropped you home,
and I got there right after.

Half twelve.

We spent the night together,

you showed me your artwork
and we drank wine

and fell asleep on the sofa.

And that stuff
in Nancy’s lock-up

if they know about it,
it was mine.

I can’t let you
take responsibility for--

It was mine.

Just tell them
you were storing it for me

and that’s all you know.

Why are you doing this?

Why do you think?

[Griffiths] Hey, come on.

The car please.

It’s about
to start pissing down.

Yeah.

[car engine starts]

[tense music playing]

They’re ready
for V.A. Interviews.

Take them through,
the boss is just prepping.

What’s Nancy said?

If there’s anything
I need to know,

tell me now.

And then what?

Just tell me, Anna.

[exhales]

Which interview rooms?

Um, not sure, check the log.

Just take a seat.
We won’t be a sec.

-What did he say?
-Nothing.

We need to speak to Nance.

-They’re not going to let us.
-[Louie] Should we get a lawyer?

Let’s just see where this goes.

We were drunk,
we’re not sure about times.

We don’t know anything.

Shall we get these ladies
into separate rooms.

Yes, ma’am.
This way please.

Who left those witnesses
together, unsupervised?

Sorry, that’s my fault.

What the fuck, Max?

It was only for a second.
I didn’t think.

No, you didn’t.

[Max] We won’t be a sec.

-[Louie] What did he say?
-[Anna] Nothing.

[Cat] We need to speak to Nance.

[Anna]
They’re not going to let us.

[Louie] Should we get a lawyer?

[Cat] Let’s just see
where this goes.

[Anna] We were drunk,
we’re not sure about times.

We don’t know anything.

[Holland] Shall we get
these ladies

-into separate rooms.
-[Anford] Yes, ma’am.

We’re having trouble
nailing down the timeline

of the night
of the brewery party,

so I’d like us to talk
through it again.

Sure.

I mean, obviously
we’d been drinking, so...

I can’t be sure
about exact times.

Just do your best.

It was around midnight.
Maybe a bit later.

The four of us left
the party together.

And where was Jack Evans
at this point?

-I’m not sure.
-I think at the bar.

Dunno. Didn’t care.

You left the party,

what happened next?

We got into Nancy’s car
and she drove us home.

Was there anyone else outside
when you left?

Anyone hanging
around the car park

who’d left the venue?

Not that I saw.

I wouldn’t have noticed.

[Holland]
Because you were drunk?

Yep.

Then what happened?

Nancy drove us home.

She dropped Louie first
and then me and then Anna.

And what time was that?

I can’t be sure.

I’d be guessing.

Maybe... twelve thirty.

My friend Tish
was staying with me,

she might remember.

And did you make any other stops
along the way?

No, no.

Think about that.

No other stops.

Really think about it.

I have.

You see, I think you did stop
somewhere else on the way home.

'Cause this...

is Nancy’s car,

picked up on CCTV at 12:18 a.m.,

driving towards the woods.

You sure it’s her car?

Yeah.

I don’t remember that.

I think you do remember,
but for some reason,

you just aren’t telling me
the whole truth.

And I need the truth right now.

I’d like
to call a lawyer please.

Louie, do you want
to catch your nephew’s killer?

-Of course, I do.
-Then tell me

why you were driving
to the woods.

-I can't remember.
-I think you’re lying.

Is anyone else bothered
by the fly?

It’s doing my head in.

You’ve got a criminal record...

perverting the course
of justice,

right back to prison.

Not without evidence.

I’ve told you everything I know.

They’ve got
their stories straight.

It’s collusion,
plain and simple.

We need solid evidence
of motive,

get the team to go back
to square one,

with these four
as our prime suspects.

Re-interview their colleagues
and associates,

recheck the phone work,

go through
the victimology again.

-Get me something more to go on.
-Boss.

Louise Evans’ solicitor’s
just arrived.

She wants him to sit in
on all the interviews.

Course she does.

Fine, whatever.

You know what’s coming, Max.

Now Anna’s under investigation,
you can’t be on this case.

Max?

Yeah, I heard.

[door creaks and shuts]

When can I go home?

That’s not up to me.

Are the others here?

Are they okay?

You’re all lying.

For Anna’s sake, tell me
what happened that night.

Nancy?

Who killed Jack Evans?

[sighs]

I have no idea.

[door slams]

[lock rattles]

Tell me about your relationship
with Nancy Clarke.

We’ve been friends
for about eighteen years.

And worked together for...

Five.

So, it’s a close friendship,
then?

Yeah.

How did you meet?

We’d just moved to Wales.
I was pregnant,

we got chatting
in the waiting room

at the doctor’s.
She took me for a coffee.

She was nice to me.

You seem quite emotional.

This whole thing’s been
quite difficult for everybody.

Well, the sooner
you’re honest with us,

the sooner it will be over.

I understand
there’s been some tension

between you and Nancy recently.

Her husband told us that
there’d been quite the argument.

What was that about?

I can’t remember.

A blazing row
with your closest friend?

I think you’d remember.

I don’t want to answer
any more questions.

[thunder rumbles]

[sighs]
Was the argument about money?

Or was it about Jack Evans?

Are you protecting Nancy, Anna?

Because if you are
that makes you an accomplice

to whatever it is she has done.

Better for you
if you just tell us the truth.

No comment.

[rain pattering]

Where’s Anna?

They’re being released
under investigation,

except for Nancy Clarke.

Boss wants to question...

-You both okay?
-Yeah.

-Where’s Nancy?
-[Anna] I dunno.

If she cracks, we’re screwed.

I’ll tell Dylan to stay with her

then at least we’ll know
what she’s said.

[Max] Let’s go.

-Can we give these guys a lift?
-No. Let’s go.

-We’ll get an Uber.
-I’ll call you.

Come on.

[thunder rumbles]

Are we going or what?

-[Louie] What did he say?
-[Anna] Nothing.

[Cat] We need to speak to Nance.

[Anna] They’re not going
to let us.

[Louie] Should we get a lawyer?

[Cat] Let’s just see
where this goes.

[Anna] We were drunk,
we’re not sure about times.

We don’t know anything.

The truth. All of it.

-How did you record that?
-No more lies, Anna.

-You tricked us.
-Just tell me!

I am not your interview subject.

-Who killed Jack Evans?
-I don’t know.

-Who killed him?
-I don’t know!

-Who killed him?
-I don’t know!

-Who killed him?!
-Why aren’t you listening to me?

Because it’s bullshit!!

Whatever you’re hiding,
they’re going to find it

and they’ll nail you
to the wall.

All of you.

Just think about that.

You’re protecting a murderer!

[exhales, sniffs]

[car starts up]

Turn it off.

[exhales]

We abducted Jack Evans.

We put him in Nancy’s car
and we drove him to the woods.

It was a stupid prank.

We were never going to hurt him.

He was drunk.

He’d been horrible to everybody.

We were going to leave him
in the woods.

When we left him, he was alive.

We drove home...

then we had second--

second thoughts
and we went back,

to make sure he was okay.

Except he wasn’t.

Jesus Christ.

We didn’t know what to do.

We were scared.

We thought...

maybe it was a heart attack,

or an overdose
and if we just kept quiet.

[Max exhales]

We didn’t know it was murder.

And then you did.

I wanted to tell you.

[exhales sharply]

But the longer I left it,
the more I realised...

I just couldn’t.

Because then
you’d be living like me.

With the guilt and the fear...

every... thought...

is just fear.

I didn’t want that for you.

But now you know.

-Now you’re a part of this.
-[scoffs]

What are you going to do?

I should march you
in there right now.

Go on then.

Get out of the car!

Get out of the car, Anna.

Get out of the fucking car!

Fuck!

[exhales]

[Anna]
If we go back in there...

I could go to prison.

You’d probably
lose your career...

the kids will be scarred
for the rest of their lives!

Max...

what do you want to do?

I don’t know.

I don’t know.

Take me home.

[rain pattering]

-[lock rattling]
-[door opens]

I’ve been calling.

Who’s this?

Chris Skinner, Mrs. Price.

Nice to meet you.

What’s going on?

I forgot it’s tonight.

[Tasmin]
He’s a counsellor.

Mum wants family counselling.

Someone else was in those woods.

And by the time we came back
he was dead.

You didn’t see anyone else?
No cars or anything?

Nope.

Someone must have followed us
from the party.

The police know we’re lying,
they’ve still got Nancy,

there’s a picture of her car--

They’ll figure out who did this.

What if they don’t?
What if they think it was us?

[exhales]

What’s the point in all this,

of you and me if it has to end?

Shh...

I’m not going anywhere.

[sobbing]

Tish.

-Sorry.
-No, it’s not you.

-Okay.
-No...

it’s really not you.

I can’t go back to prison.

I won’t let that happen.

[water boiling]

No, thanks, love.

Firstly,
I’m not here to pass judgment

or tell you guys what to do

I’m just a neutral
sounding board.

Here to help.

If this involves
trust exercises,

or role play, I am out.

No roleplay, I promise.

I’d just like to hear
you guys talk.

Ryan, they’re for--

It’s all right, I’m celiac.

Anna, maybe you could kick off
by explaining

why you felt you needed help?

Because
we’ve stopped communicating.

[scoffs]

You don’t agree?

Mum thinks it’s my fault.

-I never said that.
-But it’s what you think.

Tamsin’s always
been strong-willed.

I think that’s why we clash now,
because we’re the same.

No, we’re not.

I just...

I want her to know
that I’m on her side.

I’m not the enemy.

And how does that make you feel,
Tamsin?

She never wanted me to grow up.

She wanted to freeze me,

age ten,
when we made cupcakes together.

She wants
some perfect family illusion

that doesn’t exist
anywhere except the movies.

Why can’t I have that?

Because the real world is shit.

Ryan, how do you feel
about Tamsin’s relationship

with your mum?

[sighs] I just want everyone
to get along.

You’ve been very quiet, Max.

Oh, it’s not just communication
that’s gone out the window.

It’s basic trust.

It’s waking up in the morning
and realising

that everything you thought
about a person,

about a given situation
is wrong.

That we’ve been living a lie.

Isn’t it better
to lie sometimes

if it protects the people
we love?

-Isn’t it?
-All I know

is that counselling
is gonna solve jack shit for us.

So, you can sit here
and talk about your feelings

or whatever the fuck!

[scoffs] It’s not going
to change a thing.

Tamsin is not
the real problem here.

You shouldn’t talk
to her like that.

-I’m done.
-Tam.

I might just go and not be here.

-Did you want to take a--
-How much is this costing?

Eighty-five pounds.

Jeez. [exhales]

Plus VAT.

He’s gone.

I’m still trying
to get my head around it.

Holland knows
you’re all connected.

She won’t give up
until someone cracks,

and if that’s Nancy,
it’s gonna happen soon.

Nancy won’t say anything.

Who killed him, Anna?

I don’t know.

While they’re focusing on us,

you need to figure out who.

It’s the only way
to make this go away.

[suspenseful music playing]

What are you doing back here?

Working.

Max...

you’re off the case.

Are you okay?

Where’s the boss?

In with the suspect.

Then she doesn’t need to know.

-Max...
-I’ve put everything into

working this case.

Don’t you need
all the help you can get?

-If Holland finds out--
-If she asks questions,

I’m sitting here
playing solitaire

and solving burglaries
like a good boy. Okay?

It’s your funeral.

[Dylan] My client
has co-operated fully

with your investigation

and has answered your questions
to the best of her ability.

She’s had 24 hours of this,

and she's has been mentally
and physically drained

by the whole experience.

It’s our job
to uncover the truth

about this young man’s murder,

Nancy definitely knows
more than she is telling.

Look, it’s nearly 11 p.m.,

I’d like to formally request
that she’s allowed to go home,

pending further investigation.

We are perfectly
within our rights

to keep Mrs. Clarke
for thirty-six hours.

I know the law, superintendent,

but the fact is, I’ve advised
my client to answer “no comment”

to every single question
from now on,

right down to tea
and coffee preferences.

Frankly, you’re barking up
the wrong tree here,

wasting valuable
investigation time

and making a mockery
of human rights.

So, I’m asking you,

to let this innocent woman sleep
in her own bed tonight.

[cell door slams]

[Dylan]
Might have pushed a bit hard.

Sorry.

They’ve got 12 hours
of superintendent extension

but I can’t imagine they’ll
hold you longer than that.

The dodgy CCTV is...
all they have.

Have they offered you
something to eat?

I just want to sleep.

[exhales]

I’ll be back first thing.

What did they always teach us?

When you get stuck,
when there’s a dead end,

go back to the victim.

We’ve been over Jack’s accounts
a dozen times.

We’ve been focused

on large amounts
going in and out,

looking for a motive
that isn’t there.

It’s the tiny,

regular transactions
that tell us who he was,

where he went, what he did.

He got his morning coffee
from the same cafe every day,

he filled up with petrol
at the same station

every few weeks,
he was habitual,

we know all this.

No, we’re missing something.

She’s coming.

I thought you’d gone home.

I’d rather keep working.

On what?

Those break-ins
around the industrial estate.

I need to ask you some questions
about Anna and her friends.

We can do it tomorrow
if it suits?

Sure.

Get some rest, Max.

You look like crap.

[tense music playing]

[grunts]

[footsteps]

Hello?

Who’s there?

[Anford] Have you been here
all night?

Jesus, Max, you better put
those files away before--

Check this out.

You did some colouring in.

Look at his cash withdrawals.

Yeah.

There’s a pattern.

Fifty quid, most Saturday
for the last six months.

So?

Why’s he getting cash out
so regular?

No-one does that these days,

not unless it’s
for something specific.

Fifty quid, most Saturdays,
from the same ATM.

The ATM... is here,

Conway Market.

Right across from this.

We know he was a gamer,
he owned consoles,

if he was a regular
in this place

he must’ve got
to know other people.

We have almost no intel
on his personal life.

He didn’t have one,

from what we can tell
he was Billy-No-Mates.

I don’t believe that.

Young, good looking guy
with money to splash around?

Holland wants us to focus
on the brewery workers.

I need you to cover for me.

Fuck’s sake, Max.

I owe you.

I trust that charade

was worth holding
my client overnight?

I’m sure we’ll be talking again
very soon.

And you’ll be getting
the same answers.

Come on, Nancy.

I can take her home.

Are you okay?

I am now.

Why did you come?

You’re godmother to my kids.

You’re like a sister to me.

This doesn’t mean
you’re forgiven.

[door opens]

There’s a piece missing.

We’re getting a divorce.

How’s Nance?

[exhales]

She looks...

I don’t know, older.

I hope you’re not feeling sorry
for her.

She’s still got
all your savings.

There’s something
you both need to know.

Oh God, what has she done?

I told Max what happened.

What do you mean?

The truth about Jack.

You did what?

I had to.

-He was already suspicious.
-So, you gave him proof?

I didn’t have a choice.

We had an agreement!
You should’ve come to us first!

We didn’t get a say, Anna.

No,
I’ve made him a part of this.

Unbelievable.

Don’t tell me
you’re okay with this.

Yeah, I get it.

Well, now I’ve heard everything.

He’ll figure out who did this
and we’ll be off the hook.

That’s a massive gamble, Anna...

you’d better be right.

-I am.
-[phone ringing]

You have to trust me.

-What is it, Ryan?
-[Ryan] Tamsin’s gone.

What do you mean “gone”?

She’s taken a bag, I don’t know,
I tried to stop her.

-Well, where’s she going?
-I don’t know.

She said she didn’t want
to live here anymore.

Ryan,
I don’t have time for this.

I’m just telling you
what she said.

Okay, just stay there,
I’m going to come get you.

Sorry, I’ve got to go.

[arcade machine jingles playing]

[Max] Excuse me?

D.S. Price, I’m looking for
some information on this man.

I believe he was a regular?

Do you remember seeing him?

See a lot of people.
Don’t really pay attention.

Right. Anyone else work here
during the day?

Only when I’m hungover.

[sighs] Can I have a look
at your CCTV?

You could.

But those cameras are fake.

Isn’t that Jack Evans?

Yeah, did you ever see him
hanging round the arcade?

He came in here quite often.

Bit flirty, like.
Ordered triple shots.

Did he come in on his own,
or was he ever with mates?

I’m trying to find people

who might have
known him socially.

Mostly on his own.

There were a couple of times
he brought someone.

Do you remember when?

Oh, a month ago,
maybe two months?

Any chance that’s working?

I suppose we’re the talk
of the brewery.

You know what they’re like,
it’ll pass.

I think Gareth wants to see you.

Why’d you get arrested?

We weren’t arrested,
we were questioned.

They’re saying
Nancy’s locked up.

Well, they’re wrong.

Were you with Jack
after the party?

Of course, we bloody weren’t!

Which one of you bitches stole
my purse?

No-one cares about
your fucking purse!

-Cat.
-[chuckles]

Psycho.

Thanks, Tish.

Right, we need
to hold it together. Okay?

We’re going to go out there,

and were gonna hold
our heads up.

All right?

I haven’t seen her.

-Really?
-Yeah.

-You never messaged back.
-I got busy.

-Well, if you want to hang out--
-If she calls let us know, yeah?

-Where else would she go?
-I don’t know, I’m not psychic.

Try calling her again.

-She’s not picking up.
-Just try.

[phone ringing]

-Nancy, I don’t have time--
-[Nancy] Anna, Tamsin’s here.

[stutters]

-Right.
-She says she won’t go home.

I’ll be right there.
Don’t let her leave.

She’s at Nancy’s.

Focus on the background checks

and look
for any business connections

between Richard Clarke
and the Evans family.

You know sweetheart
whatever it is

you’re fighting about,
I’m sure you can sort it out.

She doesn’t understand.

Have you tried to explain?

[Anna] Tamsin, what the hell
are you playing at?

[sighs]

I just want you
to work things out, love.

Get in the car please.

-Tam, I’m late for work!
-[Tamsin] I’m not going home.

Well, you can’t stay here.

Nancy says I can stay
as long as I like.

Nancy’s not your mother,
and I don’t want you here.

You’re not in charge of me!

Wrong!

Mum, get off her.

-I am sick of this!
-[Tamsin grunting]

Get off! Get off!

You have five seconds
to get in that car.

You’re not listening too me!
I’m not fucking going home!

-She’s really welcome to stay.
-She’s not staying!

You have no idea what your dad
and I have been going through,

the pressure
you’ve put us under.

Yeah, right, ‘cause it’s always
about you isn’t, Mum?

That's all you care about
is your career, your life.

I sacrificed everything
for you two!

I was barely in my 20s
when I got pregnant,

when we moved
to the middle of nowhere!

I-- I-- We put you first
for years and years.

And how do you repay that?

By spitting in our faces

like the negative, ungrateful
little shit that you are.

-I hate you!
-I hate you!

I’m pregnant!

-Ryan, come on, we should--
-No.

Tams, what--

-Are you sure?
-Yeah.

-How are you sure?
-I took a test.

What like a packet test?

Tam.

Tam, was it a packet test?
Because they can be wrong.

It’s not wrong, Mum.

Jesus Christ.

Who’s the father?

[Ryan] Tam.

Tam.

Who’s the father, Tam?

Jack Evans.

[somber music playing]

That’s not funny.

Yeah, no,
she’s just mucking about...

It’s true. [sniffles]

You didn’t know him, you never
even met him.

Yeah, I did.

Oh, no.

-Is this a joke?
-[Tamsin] No.

-Is this a joke, Tamsin?
-[Tamsin] It’s not a joke.

-It’s not funny.
-[Ryan] Mum, just leave her.

How long have you known?

[crying]

We came to tell you.

The night of the party.

We saw you leaving.

And then what?

Tam...

where did you go
after the party?

[groans]

Well, look who it is.

[theme music playing]