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- Oh, come on...

- No, it'll stain...

Use a coaster.

They have coasters, come on, it's for using.

- Olivier's not using a coaster so, I just, you know.

- Don't get me involved in this.

- No, no, it's your house, mate,

you're involved whether you like it or not.

Now..

- Angela, you're with me, aren't you?

- Oh, God.

I, I don't know.

Are we, are we coaster people?

- I hope not.

- Alright, I'll use a coaster, Christ.

- Sorry, I interrupted you.

Angela, you were saying...

- It's really silly, but, I just thought it was interesting,

I was, I was watching this nature documentary

and it was saying that hippo's

are the most dangerous animal in the world.

They cause more deaths than crocodiles

and they attack for no reason.

Not food, not territory, just because...

- Because they bloody want to.

- Yeah.

And their sweat turns red.

It's some sort of natural sunscreen apparently.

- You could've used some of that hippo sweat

the other day...

- What is this?

- Ah, that's global warming for you mate.

- The lunch last week.

We got a table outside and oh, Mike bloody burnt his head.

- Swan Vesta.

- I know I had to remind Olivier

to be careful on the course.

- What on the, on the golf..

Oh a.. a spot of golf was it?

No, 'cause Angela said you were working!

- And I was.

- Sorry, I'm being stupid.

I'm thinking of Sunday...

- Listen, I have ticket from the car park to prove it!

I am innocent.

Innocent till proven guilty!

- Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, mate.

No look, see cos yes, see, I can see you're sweating,

red, hippo sweat pouring off you.

- I'm sorry, awkward, I know....

- Stop it...

- You should be ashamed of yourself.

- I've checked on the kids, they're fast asleep.

Thought the salmon went down well.

It's the first time I've tried that.

What did you think?

Olivier?

- You embarrassed me.

- You mean about missing the lunch?

It was a mistake, I covered.

- They knew.

- Really?

I don't think they did.

- You did it deliberately.

Why?

You were so annoyed I played golf,

even though I told you weeks before the lunch was booked?

- It doesn't matter.

- Yes, it does.

- You could've just told the truth,

they wouldn't mind, they're your friends...

- You wanted to embarrass me.

- Don't be silly.

Let's just leave it, can we?

I'm gonna get the rest of the things.

No, Olivier please!

- Don't you ever walk away from me.

Shut up!

- Olivier!

- Don't ever walk away when I'm talking to you!

Do you understand?

- Throw it back to me.

Throw it back to me.

Yeah?

Yeah?

- Mum, Sam's being really annoying.

Sam come on, please give me back my toys.

Stop it Sam.

Just give me back my toys.

- Okay.

Have you got everything?

- Yeah. - Yeah.

- Have a good day.

I'll see you later.

Careful crossing the road.

- Bye mum. - Bye, mum, love you,

- see you later.

Bye.

- Love you.

- Your son must've pushed the door very hard...

- Yeah, he doesn't know his own strength.

Psychopaths, aren't they, at that age?

- We'll get a rush on the mould,

quick as we can and let's get you fitted.

- Hey, sorry I was late, had a bit of a...

- Bloody hell.

What did you do to-

- Oh, Sam opened a door in my face.

- Oh yeah, that's why I had girls.

They don't hurt you physically,

just psychologically, for now...

- Hey, Jacky.

Good boy, come on.

Come on, come on.

There we go.

Jacky.

Jacky, come on.

Come here boy, come on.

There we go.

That's better isn't it?

That's better.

- What are you doing?

- Oh, the muzzle was chafing, so...

- Come on, Ang, you know better.

What is going on with you?

- Nothing, he won't bite me.

- Well, all of them can bite you, love.

Whether they mean to, or not.

- Sorry.

I'm just tired.

I really am sorry.

I'll take him back.

Come on.

- Hi mum! - Hi mum!

- Hey you two.

- Mum, mum, Marissa said me and Max

could go trick or treating with Luke and Ronan

and stay the night at theirs.

- Oh well, I thought we were gonna do something.

- Yeah, it's the weekend tomorrow mum, please?

- Hi, sorry, they cooked this up over playtime and...

Do you have anything planned?

- Not especially, just the usual.

- Come on, mum, please?

- You okay?

What happened?

- Ah yeah, just, woman versus door.

- Looks worse than it is. - Can we go, mum?

- Well, I suppose, if Marissa doesn't mind

dragging more children round to strangers' houses-

- It's fine, honestly.

- Yeah! - Yeah!

- Okay, sure.

- Yes! - Yes!

- Oh, oh what about costumes?

- We got them in our bags, remember?

- Oh, yeah.

Sorry, okay then.

- Yes! - Yeah!

- Oh give me your school bags, I'll take them home.

- Here you go.

- Well, have fun.

Thanks Marissa, I'll pick them up in the morning.

- You're welcome, no problem.

Come on then, boys.

- Love you, bye! - Bye.

- Love you.

- Sorry, you don't have a lighter, do you?

Cheers.

This isn't how I thought I'd be spending my Halloween.

- Sorry?

- I was meant to take the little one

trick or treating for the first time but...

Me and his mum broke up, so...

- My kids are at a sleep over.

- Happy Halloween.

- How old's yours?

- Three, going on fifty-six.

- Enjoy it.

It's a lovely age.

World hasn't had its way with them, yet.

- Sorry but, what happened there?

Just looks nasty, is all.

- It's my, my son slammed the door into me by mistake.

Psychopaths aren't they, at that age?

Actually, uhm...

I got in to a fight.

Well, someone got in a fight with me.

- Jesus...

What happened?

- It's just some drunk idiot.

- The police have any idea who it might be?

- I didn't report it.

What's the point?

You don't always act the way you think you would, do you?

You think you'll fight back, or scream, or... do something.

Anything.

Not just stand there and let it happen.

- Still don't understand how anyone could do that, though.

Hurt someone for no reason.

- I'm fine.

- Until it happens again.

- What do you mean?

- Unless you report it, people like that

can just keep walking around thinking it's okay.

- Like I say, it was just some drunk idiot so...

- You can always do something.

- Yeah, well.

People say that, don't they?

- Let me get you another drink?

- No, no, I should go.

- Maybe see you next Halloween, then.

- Please, I am sorry.

Please, don't go.

- You are always sorry.

- I know you have no reason to believe me.

- Because we've had this exact same conversation,

right here, in this hallway.

I couldn't breathe because-

- I didn't mean- - Because you fractured

- my fucking ribs.

You promised it would be different.

You came to that shitty hotel room I had to stay in,

our children had to stay in

and you looked me in the eye and you promised me.

You swore on our kids' lives

and now here we are four months later.

- You know it's not me.

I just... I err, I lose control sometimes and-

- No-one has a clue.

People see me, they see this and...

And I smile and I pretend and think,

"Thank God, I got away with it.

I got away with it".

- I could be better.

I want to be better.

- It's not enough.

- Wait..

What will you tell our boys?

- The same as before, we need time away.

- I love those boys, we both do.

We both want the best for them, don't we?

Don't rush them away from this house again,

they were so scared last time.

- Don't, don't use them like that.

- If this is how it must be,

then we should talk to them first, don't you think?

- How sometimes I look at us and I think,

if anyone knew...

What a stupid woman they'd think I was.

- But it's not that simple, is it?

We have so much that's,

worth fighting for, don't you think?

- I don't want to even look at you.

- Morning!

- Hi, how was it?

- Fine, once they came down off all the sugar

and managed to sleep.

Sam, Max, your mum's here!

Boys!

Let me go fish them out.

Boys!

- Morning, mum!

- Hi, mum.

- Hey, how was it?

- Good.

- Are you going to say thank you to Marissa?

- Thank you. - Thank you.

- You're welcome.

- Thank you.

I'll see you at school.

Did you have fun?

- Yeah. - Yeah.

- Be careful, don't bend it.

- Ah, cool!

- You're bending it!

- No, I'm not!

Calm down.

- Just give it back!

- Guys just get in the car.

Seat belts.

- Can I have a look.

- Yeah, but I'm not gonna give them to you,

because you're going to bend them.

No!

I said, "No".

- Guys, shh, shh, shh.

- No!

No, no!

No, you're gonna bend them.

- No, I am not, I promise I won't bend it.

- All right, fine.

Mum, why have you stopped?

Whoa, mum that was so fast!

- Mum, can we go to the park?

- Sorry, yeah.

Yeah, good idea.

- I just want to talk.

I'm sorry, I should've said something yesterday,

you know, I wanted to but...

- Who the hell are you?

- My name's Ed Harrison.

I, uh, help people with things.

- What does that mean?

- Some rich people don't like to do shit for themselves.

That's where I come in.

Your husband hired me.

- To do what?

- To follow you.

He wants a divorce.

- Piss off.

- He wants a divorce and he doesn't wanna share custody.

So, he hired me to dig up anything

that I could find to influence the court's decision.

Show you to be an unfit mother, put you in a bad light.

- Well, then why are you telling me?

- Please.

I know what he does to you.

- Sam!

Max!

- You hide it, well.

But I know how you lost that tooth.

Your husband's a piece of shit

and when I told him I couldn't find anything on you,

he said he wanted to find another way.

- Meaning what?

- I don't know.

My guess is he wants to set you up.

Manufacture something to make you look bad and get custody.

I'm supposed to be meeting him in the next few days.

Now look, I'm not perfect and I've screwed up,

a lot more than I've gotten right, but I have a line.

So, I'm gonna to tell him, "No".

The only thing is, other people in my business, won't.

It'll get done.

Your husband will get a divorce and he will take your kids.

- And I'm supposed to just believe you?

You follow me, you track me down when I'm with my children.

- You need to protect yourself.

Get a lawyer, have a plan.

Do it properly, just do it soon.

- Leave me alone!

- Look, I'm just trying to help.

It ain't right what he does to you,

especially after Edgewater.

- How do you know about Edgewater?

- I know everything about you, Angela.

- Well, I don't need your sympathy.

What I need is for you to piss off.

Kids, come on!

- In a minute.

- Before he called me, he hired a solicitor.

Divorce specialist, Kieron Farwell.

- Sam, Max, we're going, we're going!

- Look, this is happening, whether you believe me or not.

Wheel's already turning.

- Come on.

Sam, come on.

Come on.

Let's go, let's go.

- Okay, your signature goose.

- My signature goose?

- Yes, it's a classic, hey?

- I gonna call it, Gerald, the goose.

- Gerald?

- Yes, why not?

- Um, that is a lovely name.

Do you think he's sitting on an egg?

- Maybe.

- I've washed these twice, they still stink of petrol.

- Ah yeah, I was dealing with a faulty pump

while I was filling up my car.

- We'll have to throw them away, you should be more careful.

- Really?

- What are you doing?

- What?

- You're colouring the sky in red!

- Yeah well, the sky can be red.

- It doesn't make sense, though.

- Well, sometimes that's how the world is.

The worst thing you can do is try to make sense of it.

We must simply live in it.

- The sky is blue.

- Yeah, the sky is blue.

- They're right, the sky is blue.

- Exactly.

- Okay.

The sky is blue.

There you go, there's blue.

- Thank you.

It's not blue.

- I'll be back, I'll be back.

This, you know, this is what we are.

In these moments.

You wouldn't want to be away from these moments, would you?

- I don't know.

Would you?

- Did you talk to them yet?

- No, not yet.

I don't know how.

- So, you aren't leaving?

- I didn't say that.

- What we have, it's beautiful.

But beautiful things can be flawed.

We have to try, do we not?

Why would anyone want to destroy a beautiful thing?

- People do it all the time.

They lie and they hurt each other.

- And they also forgive.

Never again, I mean it.

I love you more than anything.

- Then why?

- Because sometimes the world doesn't makes sense.

Sometimes the sky is red.

- Daddy!

Can you help me with these trees!

- Yeah!

And what colour are they?

- Green, well the leaves are green.

- Ah, that's good.

- I like that. - The tree is...

- You can also give them some fall colours,

like yellow and brown.

- Hey.

I know, I know, I know.

Come here, let's take this off.

There we go.

It's better, isn't it?

Jacky, it's okay, it's okay.

Stay!

Stay!

- Angela!

Jesus Christ, are you okay?

Ang, are you alright?

- Yeah.

Yeah.

- I need another drink.

- Tough day?

- Yeah, you could say that.

One of those, you keep turning it over in your head,

over and over, unable to stop it.

- If you're going...

- Of course, what would you like?

- What was that Rioja from the other week?

- The Contador?

- Yeah.

- It's a good choice.

- Why don't you get those nice glasses

Frank got us for Christmas?

I'm so scared of breaking them, we never use them.

They might need a rinse out, though.

- Sure.

- A thorough rinse, yeah?

- I will.

There you are.

- Thanks.

Actually you know what, I might,

I might just take it up and read, I'm tired.

- I don't suppose tonight, I could return to our bed?

- I'm not ready.

- When?

- I don't know.

- Whenever you're away, I can borrow one

and then I can hear your voice.

- You asked me

to make a record of my voice.

Well, here it is.

What you want me to say, is that I love you,

here's the truth...

- Angela!

- What are you doing here?

- I didn't know how else to reach you.

Olivier called.

He wants to see me, today.

Any idea why that is?

- No.

Why would I?

- My business with him is done.

I told him, "No".

So...

- So what?

You, you think I told him about you?

- Did you?

- No!

- Okay, sorry to bother you.

- Wait!

I saw the name on his phone, Kieron Farwell.

- Like I said.

- I know what you think of me.

I'm just some deluded victim.

You just wanna ask, "Why don't you leave?".

- I think you're brave.

- If I was brave, I would have left him

every time I said I was going to.

- Do you think he'd let you?

- No.

I don't know.

I almost did, a few months back.

But he showed up and he begged.

He's the father of my children.

I can't imagine my life without him.

How fucked up is that?

Would you do something for me?

I want you to follow him.

If he's gonna make me

look like I can't be a mother to my own children,

I need to know.

- I can't.

- He wants to see you again.

So he's not giving up on this shit, is he?

Aren't you even gonna look how much is in there?

- Doesn't matter.

- I thought this is what you do,

"Help people with things"?

- I crossed a line, okay?

I shouldn't have told you anything.

- So, why did you?

- Because I like you.

- You don't like me, Ed.

You don't know me.

You think you do, because you've been watching me

for two months, but you do not know me.

- I'm sorry, but I can't get any more involved.

- You know what he does to me.

You're gonna let him take my children, too?

- Find somebody else.

- What is it you're not telling me?

- Good luck, Angela.

I mean it.

- Okay, in you go.

I'll get you a snack in a minute, okay?

- Dad! - Dad, you're home.

- Hello.

How was school?

- Boring...

- Hey, how come you're home so early?

- Slow day.

- Can we please just go play our game, now?

- Oh, fifteen minutes.

- Yay! - Yay!

- Okay?

- Fifteen, not fifty.

- What was that for?

- Because you're beautiful.

Do I need any other reason?

- No, I'm not.

- Yes, you are.

Yes, you are.

So, where have you been?

- What do you mean?

- Well, there was money under your pillow, right?

From the tooth fairy?

- Oh yeah, right.

- Did you spend it?

- I bought these.

- Are they new?

- And beautiful.

- Oh shit, the office.

- Do you have to go back?

- I don't know, I'll see.

Hello?

Uh hm, now?

- Guys, can you turn it down a bit, please?

Boys!

Turn the volume down.

- Uh hm.

Uh hm, uh hm.

Well, you need to sort this out now.

Otherwise, what's the point in me paying you?

Yes.

Well, what is the point in me paying you?

- Everything all right?

- No, I've got to go back to work.

Eat without me.

- What's wrong?

- Other people.

- Right.

- I'll be erm, back when I can.

- Okay, good luck.

I'll see you later.

- Yeah.

Later.

- Lights out.

- Five more minutes, please?

- Okay, lights out in five.

- Yes!

- Sleep tight.

- Mummy?

I'm scared.

- You're worried about having nightmares again?

You won't, Love.

- But what if I do?

- Then you know you'll wake up and it'll all be over.

And I'll always be just down the hall.

- Do grown-ups have nightmares too?

- Sometimes.

- Well, what do you do?

- Same thing.

Just remind myself it's not real.

Night, night.

- I'm sorry, I had to see you.

- My husband's upstairs, you need to go.

- No, he's not, I saw him leave.

Please!

All right?

We need to talk, it'll just be two minutes.

Look, I'm sorry.

But I met up with him today

and he doesn't want me to manufacture evidence

against you, anymore.

He wants me to kill you.

- Come on.

- I'm being serious.

- Just the other day he was hiring a solicitor,

now he wants me dead?

- I know, I know, but you need to listen

to what I have to say.

- No, you need to go before I call the police!

- Wait, you think that a man who does that to you...

You think that he's not capable of doing much worse?

You don't know your husband.

You don't know him as well as you think you do.

- What's that supposed to mean?

- He is not a good man.

- Look, I know what he can do, but it doesn't mean-

- No, you don't!

You don't know anything.

- It's the boys, I need to-

- Do you remember Yuki Okubo?

Right, she worked at your husband's company

a few years back.

- Yeah, why?

- They were having an affair.

- So you say.

- They were having an affair.

She threatened to go public, right?

And she was gonna let you know,

she was gonna let everyone know,

'cause she thought that she loved him.

And then she just disappeared.

I mean you've gotta remember that, right?

- So, what are you implying?

What that Olivier murdered her?

Is that what you're trying to say?

And how the fuck would you even know that?

- Because he told me.

- Right.

- Right, he was trying to prove that he was serious.

- I don't know you, you're just another man-

- I might be the only friend that you have

and I'm trying to do something good, for once in my life.

- Okay, that's enough.

- Look, I'll go.

All right, I'll go.

Just check his briefcase and then call me.

All right there's just one number in this and it's mine.

Whenever we need to talk, we talk on this,

it's not safe otherwise.

- Mummy?

Mummy?

- Look, you don't wanna believe me

and you don't have to believe me.

But just think about this, why would I make it up?

I have nothing to gain from this.

- Look, please, just take it. - Mummy?

- He's not a murderer, okay?

He wouldn't... he loves me.

He hurts me, it's fucked up, but he doesn't want me dead!

- You keep telling yourself that.

- It's okay, it's okay.

It's all right.

I'm here, I'm here.

I'm here.

Sh, sh, sh.

It's over now.

It's all over now.