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- You deserve to be free, Angela.

What about the kids,
what are they gonna do?

- Please, please, please!

Please!

- Thank you for that, Anil,

that was our weather update

and now let's turn to
our topic for the day.

But you might not be so keen-

- Oh, there's a spider on our ceiling.

- Hm?

- It's strange, isn't it,

how we keep our ceilings so bare?

We see them before we sleep
and when we wake up every day.

Something bothering you?

- Something's always bothering me.

- You don't have to worry.

- What are you doing?

- This little shit does
not belong in our house.

Uh!

Okay, two more points,

that's nine.

No, that's another point,
come on, Maxie, try again.

Yes, we can do it.

- Guys.
- Nice one.

- Marissa and the boys are here.

- Very good.
- Come on.

- That was really good,
Maxie, try one more.

- There you go, have a good day.

- Bye.
- Bye.

- Daddy takes it
and he goes and he scores!

- Yeah!
- Alright,

this is going to be a great day.

- Hi.
- Hi.

- Hi, Marissa.

- You boys ready?
- Yeah.

- Great.
- Very ready.

Don't forget your bags.
- Bye.

- Bye, boys, have a good day.

I must go to work, I'm late.

- You mustn't be late.

- No.

- You found it okay then?

- I haven't got much time.

I'm supposed to be at work.

- This won't take long,
it's just through there.

You manage to sleep?

- I don't feel like I did,

but I suppose I must have.

You said he
called, what did he say?

- It has to be tonight.

- I can't, it's just...

This can't be happening.
- Look, I'm sorry,

but we don't have another choice.

Can you get your kids to
stay somewhere else tonight?

A sleepover maybe?

- My children are gonna grow up

knowing someone killed their Dad.

How, I can't do that to them,
there has to be another way.

- It's him or you, Angela.

That's the way it is now.

- So I send them to a
sleepover, then what?

- You give him one of these.

They're just sleeping tablets,
Angela, can you do that?

Come on, that's the hardest part.

- No, it's not.

- Just remember why we're
having this conversation, yeah.

- I'm trying, believe me.

- Okay, so when it starts working

and he starts getting tired,
you take him upstairs to bed.

But before you do, you need to make sure

you leave the back door unlocked,

then when he's asleep, turn the
hallway light off so I know.

Then run to a neighbor's
house, knock and you tell them,

that there's an intruder in your house

and that you need to call the
police and then that's it.

- How will you do it?

- You don't wanna know that?

It won't hurt, alright, it
will look like a break-in

and your kids, your kids will be safe.

- And what do you get out of it?

- I get to do something good for a change.

I don't want you to get hurt, Angela.

- You can't do this
expecting anything from me.

- I know.

- So what do I do now?

- You go back to work.

- Right, just get on with my day,

like nothing's changed.

- Like nothing's changed.

It's him or you, Angela, that's how it is.

Who would you rather raise those kids?

Your kids,

your kids will be safe.

- Angela?

Angela?

Angela?

Oh God, look at that.

- Oh shit.

- Alright,

see you in a minute.
- Alright, love.

What are you doing?

- I just thought, um, no
one needs to look at that,

while I'm at work, do they?

- I don't think Karen's
gonna give you a hard time

for hurting yourself, love.

- No, I just, I didn't
get much sleep last night,

I'm a bit all over the place.

- You should go home.
- I'm okay.

- I'll get you some more water.

- No, I'm good, I'm good.

Honestly I'm good.
- Okay.

- Despite geological changes,

that have pushed meteorites
and the craters they've made-

- Don't let
him tell you now, okay.

Ah-huh, it sounds like a plan.

I said that sounds like a plan.

Thanks.

Thanks, bye.

- Hey, you're home late.

- I know, I'm sorry, every
time I tried to leave,

there was someone else
with another question.

- Before I knew it-
- It's fine.

I'll get you a drink.

- My favourite part of the day.

- What on earth it was made of

and how it was created.

- Blew away the light elements

leaving heavy, rocky elements.

These heavy elements bound together-

- Here we go.

- Thanks.

- The dense, metallic materials-

- I was thinking about the
spider on our ceiling today.

- Why?

- I don't know, maybe because
it was the first thing I saw,

when I woke up this morning.

Or more likely because I
took a chunk of the paintwork

out of the ceiling trying to
get rid of the damn thing.

- Water remained on the surface.

In the right distance to the sun.

- I was just thinking, you
know, what it must be like

to, to be going about your day

and bang, a Dutchman with a tennis racket

the size of a skyscraper comes
in and tears your life apart.

- It's just a spider.

- Yeah, I suppose,

it's just a spider.

- I'm gonna get a drink of water.

You look tired.

- Oh, yeah,

it's just...

- Why don't you come to bed?

- Yeah, let's.

- Don't worry, I'll do the lights.

- Okay.

- Hey, let's get you into bed.

- Goodnight, my love.

- Goodnight.

Olivier?

Are you awake?

Olivier.

- Is he out?

Everything's gonna be okay.

- Do you really believe that?

- Go.

- Hello!

Can you let me in, please?

Please let me in, please let me in!

I need to use your phone!

- Hang on, I'm coming!
- Hello?

Hi, it's Angela, I live across the street.

You don't really know me, but I need,

I need to call the police,
there's someone in my house.

- Come in, come in.

- I'm so sorry, I just
need to use your phone.

- The phone is through there.

There, there's the phone.

This is terrible, what happened?

- Emergency,
which service do you require?

Fire, Police or Ambulance?
- Er, Police.

- Right, first
can I take your name please?

- Yeah, it's-it's Angela Meyer.

- Right, Angela,

what is the nature of the emergency?

- Um, there's a man in my
house, I just came downstairs

and then I don't, I
don't know how he got in,

but my husband, my husband's still there.

He's-he's asleep, he's still in there.

- Okay, I need
you to tell me the location

where you're calling from.
- Oh my, that's awful.

- A neighbor's house, I live
at number seven Beverley Drive.

- Right, we're sending a car

to your address right now.

- We're number 30.
- Angela, I need you

to stay on the line with
me, until they arrive.

- Just-just tell them to hurry, please.

- Yes, I will,

but I need you to stay
with me on the line.

- They're coming.
- Oh, thank God for that.

- I'm so sorry about all this.

- Oh, goodness, don't apologise.

- We don't even really
know each other, I mean-

- Don't worry, love.

- I mean, I see you, but I don't...

- Look, why
don't you just sit down?

Now they'll be coming soon.

There, there.

- Thank you.

- Oh, goodness.

- I'm so sorry, I don't
even know your name.

- Frances, it's Frances.

- I live across the street and
I don't even know your name.

- Oh, that's fine.

Look at you, you're shaking.

- I shouldn't have left the house.

- Well, that's not
true, now you had no choice.

- I had a choice and I
just left him there to die.

- No, no, you don't know that,

you don't know what that
person wanted in your home.

You did what you had to do.

What about a drink, a brandy, maybe?

That'll steady the nerves.

- No, I'm fine, thank you.

- Oh well, I'm gonna have one.

- God, where are they?
They should be here by now.

- They're on
their way, don't worry.

I can hear them.

That's them now, they're here.

- I-I need to go.
- Oh no, no,

no, no, wait here, until the
police tell you it's safe.

You shouldn't go back yet!

- Hey, love, slow down, slow down.

Love, hang on, hang on.
- No, it's my house.

- It's what? Hang on.
- It's my house.

- Okay.
- My husband's inside.

It's my house.
- Okay.

- Are you okay?

Ssh!

- Goodnight.

- Christ, what a night.

I could do with a drink.

Do you want anything?

- You must think I'm foolish.

- What, what do you mean?

- I mean, I lie there

asleep like an oaf, while
you're afraid for your life.

- Well, it all happened so quickly.

It's not your fault, it's just-

- How could I not hear you?

- I don't know, I thought
I screamed the house down,

but maybe, I don't know,

maybe it didn't come out
as loud as I thought or,

Christ, I was so fucking scared,

I just came downstairs to get some water

and there's someone in our
house, just standing there.

- Hm.

Right there?

Where, whereabouts?

Here?

You couldn't, you
couldn't really see them?

So this door was open,

but nothing's broken.

- I must've left it unlocked.

- I just, ah, a man breaks into our home,

my wife goes running
from the house screaming

and I just lie there dead to
the world, I don't understand.

What could they have possibly wanted?

- To steal something, probably.

- And yet nothing's missing.

- Well, I probably scared them
as much as they scared me.

Maybe they heard you
moving around upstairs,

when you woke up.

- Yeah.

Of all nights for someone to,

break into our house,

that it must be the night,
that the boys are away.

- Yeah.

Lucky, I suppose.

- I want to show you something.

Come on.

- What are we doing down here?

Where the hell did that come from?

- My grandfather.

- Does it still work?

- Oh yes, it does and
I need you to know how.

Here.

Take it.

Just hold it.

Good.

It's a very simple rifle,
all you need to do,

pull back the hammer.

And then you put your
finger on the trigger.

Come on, do it, put your
finger on the trigger.

Good.

It's not loaded.

You have to keep the ammunition separate.

Now to load it, you open the gate here.

You can pull that back.

You put the bullet in

and you push it back.

I need you to know how to defend yourself.

- It's not gonna happen again, is it?

- You don't know that.

Look at me, you have to be prepared.

You never know what's round the corner.

- We should try and get some sleep.

- You've reached Ed. Leave a message.

- It's me, I don't, I don't
know what I'm supposed to do.

Can you just message me please?

- You've reached Ed. Leave a message.

- It's me again, I just,

I need you to tell me
what happened last night.

- Were you talking to me?

- No, it was Mia, um, they
need me to do a shift.

- On a Saturday, such short notice?

- Judy's ill, so.

- Well, did you tell them
what happened last night?

- It's fine, they need
me, if you don't mind?

The kids are getting dropped back at 10,

so just tell them I'm
sorry I had to work today.

I'll see you later.

- I could have sworn

I heard you talking last night.

- What?

- Yes.

After I went to bed.

- You were out cold, vivid
dreams after all the excitement.

- Right.

- See you later.

- Have a good day.

- Where the hell have you been?
- I've been trying to ring you.

What happened?

- Not on the phone.

- Your place then.

- What if he's hired
someone else to follow you?

- Then what do you fucking suggest?

- Just listen

and do exactly what I say, okay?

- Okay.

- Angela.

- Jesus, where did you come from?

- Got here early, but we
have to keep this quick.

Does he know?

- No.
- Are you sure?

- He would say, we were alone
in the house, with no kids,

why wouldn't he say something, if he knew?

- Yeah, I don't pretend to understand

what's going on in your husband's head.

- Look, just tell me what happened.

- The pills must not have been
strong enough, he woke up.

- Christ.

- Look, I went up the stairs
and I went towards the bedroom.

- Did he see you?
- No.

- So you just turned and ran away?

- Yeah.

- Maybe we should just
take this as a sign.

- A sign? This was bad luck, nothing else.

- Bad luck? You fucked it up.

- Right, well, we'll try
again, I'll stall him.

- No.
- We have no other choice,

Angela, in case you haven't realised,

your husband still wants you dead.

He finds out I'm involved,
then I'm fucked too

and if you want any chance
at keeping your kids

- or your life-
- I said no.

If you wanna help me, then leave me alone.

- Angela.

Angela, come on,

don't do this.

We've only got one more
chance at this, Angela please.

- Hey?

Oh hi, you two, how was the sleepover?

- Hm? Oh yeah, it was really
good, we had ice-cream.

- Nice.

- Yeah, it was alright.

- Where's your dad?

- I don't know.

- Olivier?

Olivier?

What's going on?

- I'm sorry.

There's a problem with the Paris build.

Um, I have to go away.

- Right now?

- Yeah, it's just for one
night, I'll be back tomorrow.

Do you want me to call
anyone to stay with you?

The break-in was-
- It's fine, I'll be fine.

- Are you sure?
- Hm-mm.

- Like ships in the night, the two of us.

- Duty calls.

- I love you.

- He told them of Naples,
of trips to Mount Vesuvius

and showed them coloured
prints of some of the orchards.

Night night.

- Stressful,
it's stressful to know,

that we could be stuck
here for who knows how long

in these extraordinary,
freezing temperatures.

I mean, the wind chill
factor is off the scale.

If you take your goggles
off for one second.

- So that
they have plenty of time to-

- Now that
she's spotted her prey,

she's going to make her
move any minute now.

Not long and there it is.

And they don't stand a chance.

She's ferocious and
that's how she has to be.

- I should throw this phone away.

- He knows.

- What did you say?

- He knows what we
did and he's coming for me.

Alright, he's coming for
you, he's gonna end this.

- Don't be ridiculous, my
children are asleep upstairs.

- You think he gives a shit?

You need to get out of there right now.

Just do whatever you have to, please.

Run, Angela, just fucking run.

- Sam.

Sam, wake up, darling,
come on, we need to get up.

We need to get up, put
these, put these clothes on.

- What's happening?
- Get dressed now.

I'm waking your brother up.
- Where's Dad?

Mum, what's happening?

- Max.

Max, come on.
- What's going on?

- You need to get up, you
need to get out of bed.

- Like, Mum?
- We need to leave.

Put these on, get dressed.
- Mummy.

- Just get dressed!

- What are you doing, where's Dad?

- Mum, what's happening?

Mum, what's happening?

Mum, please, where's Daddy?
- Why are you doing this?

- Stay, stay in this room.

- Mum!

- You stay in this room and
keep the door closed, okay!

- Mum, where's Dad?

- Mum, what are you doing?

- Angela!

Angela!

Open the door!

Angela!

- Mum, what's happening?
- Boys, get upstairs now.

- What are you doing?
- Just get upstairs now!

- Angela, please open the door!

- Dad?
- Get away from the house!

Get away from the house!
- Mum, you're scaring me!

- Angela!

Angela, open the door now!
- Get upstairs now!

- What's happening?

What are you doing?

- Dad?
- Stay there,

boys, stay there, don't...

What are you doing?

- Daddy?

- Why are the police here?

- Mum!
- Mummy!

- Mrs. Meyer, lower the weapon.

- Mum.
- Mum, Mum.

- Mrs. Meyer, I need you
to lower the weapon now.

- Mum, Mum.
- Daddy!

- Mum!
- Daddy!

- Angela Meyer, you are under arrest

for possession of a firearm-
- Mum!

- With intent to endanger life.

- Just, just, I didn't-
- You don't

have to say anything.
- Dad!

- I don't know what to do.
- Mum!

- But it may harm your defense

if you do not mention when questioned,

something which you
later rely on in court.

- Mum, Mum!
- It's alright.

- Mum, Mum!
- It's okay, it's okay.

Please, please, please!

- Look, you need to calm down.

Someone's coming to see you shortly.

- I want to know what's going on.

Why isn't anyone talking to me?

- We've already explained,

the doctor needs to give
you a proper assessment,

before you talk to anyone else.

- I thought he was gonna kill
me, I was protecting myself,

that's all that happened.
- Now's not the time.

- I didn't make any threats, I was, I was scared.
- For my life, you have to understand, I was-

- Look, we'll talk
it all through with you

after you've seen the doc.

- I need, I need to see my children.

- It's not possible, I'm sorry.

Try, try and get some rest.

- Sam.

Hey, hey, ssh,

it was just a dream.

Just a bad dream, okay?

- Where's Mummy?

- She's okay, she, she
just needs some rest.

- Will she be okay?

- She'll be fine.

- I don't need this, okay?

I don't need you all looking
at me and examining me.

What I need is my husband
to be locked away,

where he can't hurt anyone.

- Tell me about that.

- He murdered someone,
a woman five years ago,

Yuki Okubo, he killed her
and now he wants to kill me,

because I'm inconvenient, see?

Just like she was and
I know, I mean, I knew,

because Ed told me.

- This is Ed Harrison, the hitman?

- If you'd just speak
to him, he'll tell you.

- We haven't spoken to Ed, Angela,

but we went back over your statement

and the police went to the house,

where you say you met this man, Ed.

It's empty.

- I'd...

- It's been empty for months.

- Just, check, check the phone,
the phone Ed called me on,

I dropped it at the house,
so it must still be there.

- The police didn't
find any phone at the scene.

- But then he got rid of
it, but you need to look,

because there were
calls between me and Ed.

The CCTV at my house, did you
check the dates I gave you?

He was there.

What's this?

- These are from
the dates you gave us.

We've checked through it all thoroughly,

there was no one else there, Angela.

- Olivier must
have done something.

- The police spoke with your husband

about what you were saying,

when they drove you to the station.

It made him think of this.

- But I've never, I've
never-never seen that before,

I don't.
- It's from your house.

It's by a writer called Ed Harrison.

In the book, a husband hires
a hitman to kill his wife.

The hitman falls in love with the wife

and decides to turn the tables on him

and we learn the husband
has done this before.

He had his old mistress killed too.

- The name's Ed Harrison.

- Does that sound familiar to you?

- I didn't,

I didn't imagine this.

I'm not making this up.

- Angela.

- There was no phone.

- Why didn't you do something?

- There was no CCTV.

- That's the way it is now.

- There is no Ed, Angela.

- It's him or you.

- Given your history
and the events at Edgewater.

- Angela.

- We believe you are suffering

from a mental breakdown.

For your safety, we are going to recommend

you be admitted to hospital,

under section two of
the Mental Health Act.