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I'd wonder if there could be someone out there.
You seek a soulmate?
Uh -oh.
She just had so much to deal with, what with the separation and the house moves.
I'm basically running the whole show now.
Tell that penny -pinching husband of yours that I'll need to release some
It's just basic bookkeeping. Just get on with it. That's not what I signed up
for, Jamie. You'd rather my whole life be as dull and as crap as you are. It's
just a never -ending drama. I hate you!
Luis Castillo.
Tall, dark, and very charming.
Lovely suit.
We've had the trip to the Greek island. I was just saying this morning, there
are always those who work too hard.
You said you wanted to show me the island.
You wanted me to meet your friends because we're a couple. That is what
do. But it's not working for me anymore.
This has to stop. Do you hear?
Jane, could I have a word?
What is it?
Well, I'm afraid we're going to have to let you go.
I'm terribly sorry.
You didn't even do it in person.
After everything we've been through. What's wrong with me, Mum?
Are you tired of it all?
Here you are with two pink drinks and no one to talk to.
This man will bring great passion into your life. Once you meet him, there will
be no going back.
I would like the police to come and split us up to stop us from hurting each
other. The woman can't just dim the teard. But as time passes, speculation
growing that Jane Andrews have killed the man she loved.
So, uh, what did she buy?
Two boxes of painkillers and a pack of lacy thongs.
Apparently she tried to buy more tablets, but they wouldn't sell them to
You think we could be looking at a murder -suicide?
So why would you bother buying sexy lingerie if you're planning on topping
yourself?
Maybe she wanted clean underwear?
Anyway, the mobile company got a hit on her phone soon after. She was just
outside Southampton, headed west.
There's been no further contact with the ex -husband? None.
But apparently the signal around there is pretty patchy. Did the Sokos find her
passport? His was in the office, but there's no sign of hers.
Right, we need to issue an all -ports warning.
We let her leave the country and it's game over.
I know, sir, but I don't think she will.
All I know is we're three days into a national manhunt and we're still no
to bringing her in. She walked straight into a supermarket, didn't even hide her
face. Is she taking risks?
Maybe she intends to be dead before we can get to her.
Well, she better bloody not be.
Crikey. A domestic goddess in every sense.
You are a bloody marvel.
Well, I think we're almost there.
I've put out the wine glasses. They just need to go on the table. Red and white.
Of course.
Because if a thing's worth doing... It's worth doing right.
All right. Come on, then, you. Let's get the music on. They should be here any
minute.
Jane? Janey!
Yes, darling. Yeah, I literally met my prince charming. I fell in love.
I'm married So now you're living the fairy tale. That's right
Right
time
for a toast I think Jamie
For creating this magnificent feast. Well done, darling.
Cheers,
darling. Despite my woeful illiquid kitchen.
Well, we'll soon change that.
Uh -oh, Tommy.
First, the kitchen.
Next, you'll be throwing out your boys' toys and buying bloody potpourri.
Please, God, she'll make a new trophy display.
Oi! And no Sherlock's boat picture. Oh, I don't know.
I rather like the picture.
Oh, I know you do.
No, sort, sort.
Well, I've never seen me. All right, I'm not just a piece of meat, you know.
Yes, you are, mate.
No, I am. Yes, I am. All right,
well, if we are making toast, I actually have a bit of an announcement.
To my utter amazement and deep joy, this gorgeous creature to my
left has finally agreed to marry me.
Congratulations. Yes, congratulations.
Thank you.
Glasses down, everybody.
It's cool for champagne.
See, I'll come and meet you later.
He's cool about this, though, Mills? He wore me down somehow.
That'll do it.
Can I see?
Oh, wow.
Excellent clarity.
That's a very good setting for that cart.
Oh, yes, you work in a jeweller's, don't you?
Well, I do at the moment, yes, but I learnt about diamonds when I was with
royal family.
Janie was the Duchess of York's personal assistant.
Yes, but she doesn't like to mention it.
It really is a lovely ring. Thank you.
Well, I'm glad you liked it. It cost a bit.
Oh, no, it cost a bit. Come on, so when's the wedding?
Probably in the spring. Well, hang on.
We'd better get a wriggle on with planning the stag, Duncan.
Yes. I'm not sure about that.
What do you mean you're not so sure? Absolute rubbish. We're having a stag do
end of story, thank you. Surely that's the whole point of getting married, no?
Maybe not the whole point.
You two planning a stag. You two.
I'm best man, I'm in charge. Anyway, stems everybody.
To the happy couple. To the happy couple.
Cheers. Cheers. Thank you.
Remember Mickey's stag?
I remember that stripper took a shine to Tommy. She was a lovely young lady. We
had a very interesting conversation about football.
Football. That's what you were talking about.
Oh, I missed that.
What's this?
Well, you know our Tommy. Can't say no to a pretty face.
Oh, they're trying to time down.
Okay, that's enough of that. And then he runs for the hills.
Leo. At least he used to.
Well, I wish I knew some of this before you asked me to move in.
Don't pay any attention.
How's the wrist, by the way?
Duncan.
Much better, thank you.
Good.
More champagne.
She was determined to get her feet under the table.
The wrist thing just gave her an excuse.
I think she was just strapped for cash and needed to rent out her flat.
Janie said they'd been dancing, and then she fell. But I didn't buy it.
And eventually, she told me that he'd pushed her over the open door of the
dishwasher. She tripped.
Or she did it on purpose.
Either way, she got what she wanted.
Duncan obviously got it from somewhere. Jesus Christ, give it a rest, will you?
No, it's just lovely to know that while you talk about me with all of your
friends.
Don't be ridiculous.
The way that he said, how's your wrist? It's so fucking snide, I could have
punched him.
Duncan was just winding you up and you have overreacted, as usual.
So what, I'm supposed to just sit there and take it then, am I? Darling, there's
nothing to take.
You're just being too bloody sensitive, Jamie.
Dunk? Just being Dunk?
Oh, yeah, good old Dunk. If you love him so much, why don't you just go and live
with Dunk instead?
I mean, I would.
But his feet stink. And besides, I'd hide his shit in bed.
Also, there's this... sexy little minx that I've had my eye on.
Yeah?
Sure there's not some stripper you'd rather be screwing?
No.
There's only one woman I want to screw.
If I can get her to stop talking for five minutes.
Five minutes hardly seems worth it. Trust me, lady.
It'll be worth it.
You're sure you don't want me to go?
No one's going anywhere.
Glad to hear it.
Because if you left me, Tommy, I don't know what I would do.
Stop.
Put them on fast, dear.
You... You know how much I like him.
Yep, I know mum, but I love
you, too.
Okay. All right.
Bye, mum. Bye.
Can't believe you're leaving me for a whole weekend.
I know.
But think just how good it'll be when I get back.
You should make the most of it.
Call up one of your girlfriends. Go out in the town.
Maybe I'll meet a nice young man.
You better bloody not.
There it is.
Call me when you get to Berlin, yeah?
Of course.
That'll be done.
You won't forget?
I won't forget.
What did they say about Princess Diana's dress? Oh, doesn't it look crumpled?
But they didn't say that about yours.
Because you've got such nice, broad shoulders, strapless looks wonderful.
and all the work you've put into them, Marjorie, that's right, paying off on
your wedding day.
Contrary to popular belief, strapless dresses really do suit most people.
They show off so beautifully.
And if you've got a small bust, they're dead easy to wear.
If you were to wear one with a big bust, we're just not so sure that the
underwear you wear is the right kind of...
Hi, you've reached Tommy's phone.
Leave a message and I'll get back to you.
Hey, it's me.
I'm assuming you've safely arrived in Deutschland.
Give me a call when you can, yeah?
If you're ready.
Megan, there's still no word.
For all I know, you could be dead in a ditch somewhere.
If you could call me back, it would be good to know you're still alive.
You need to get out of the fucking strip club and call me back. I'm not joking,
Tommy. You need to call me back immediately.
Do you hear me?
You can't just fucking ignore me.
Duncan, it's Jane.
Look, I'd really appreciate it if you could please tell Tommy to turn himself
away from all the naked bloody tits and call me, okay?
Leo Jane again.
If you're with Tommy, which I'm sure you are, I need you to tell him to pick up
the phone and call me.
This has gone beyond a joke, do you understand?
She was desperately hurt.
It was a real betrayal.
If anything, the thing about old slippers, well, it was a compliment.
He just meant... that he was very comfortable with her. Jane, he described
of the things that he'd written, and I certainly wouldn't have been happy
either. You're absolutely right.
She shouldn't have gone poking about.
Hello, Jane?
actually do anything, Jane.
It's just a stupid bit of fun.
I read the emails.
Yeah, okay.
They sounded bad, but it wasn't real.
This is fantastic.
Harmless epithet.
She's no one. She's... She's just a woman that I met at a trade show.
God.
Jane.
Nothing actually happened.
It's not like I slept with her. We just sent a couple of emails.
You don't love me at all, do you?
Jane, that's not true.
You never loved me.
God, I wish I was dead.
Jane, please don't say that. You mustn't say things like that, OK? I'm really,
really sorry. Why shouldn't I?
If you don't love me, I'd rather be dead.
Jane, look.
I am really sorry.
We're good.
I promise.
I can see this is very distressing.
He said it didn't mean anything.
It was a stupid flirtation and I was the one that was overreacting.
I don't know, maybe I am. It's not like he actually slept with her.
We've talked about how people can try to minimize your feelings so they don't
have to deal with them.
Your parents, for example.
Right. I remember you said there were certain things that happened in your
childhood that they didn't want to know about.
Yeah.
Your Lord swept under the carpet.
Do you feel that's what's happening here?
Maybe.
My whole life revolved around him.
Forget about what I want, what I need.
It's always about Tommy.
If I knew for sure where we were headed, then I...
Could you tell him you feel this way?
What a point he wouldn't understand.
But if you want to establish clearer boundaries, he needs to know what
you find unacceptable.
I can't carry on like this, Tommy.
You hurt me so much.
And the truth is, it sent me to a very dark
place.
And it's a place that I have been in before.
What do you mean?
I know you thought I was making this.
But the fact is, I, um...
I have tried to kill myself in the past.
What? I don't want to go into details.
But it's happened more than once.
And I can't be with someone who might push me into feeling like that again.
No.
No, of course not.
I'm so sorry.
So if you would...
rather be with this woman in Las Vegas. No, no, no, that was never the case. Or
you decided that you'd never want to settle down.
No, I... I definitely think about marriage
and kids and all of those things.
OK.
I need to know that we're heading in the same direction.
It's not that I'm...
Expecting you to propose tomorrow.
Maybe six months down the line.
Yeah.
I just need to know that you're not using me.
I wouldn't do that.
I wouldn't.
Okay?
Don't ever hurt me again, Tommy.
I really couldn't bear it.
She started texting a couple of hours ago.
It's been nonstop ever since.
My inbox is practically full, but I didn't think I should delete anything.
She's obviously in a terrible state.
Francesca, we have CCTV footage that shows Jane buying quite a lot of
painkillers. So, as you can imagine, we're extremely concerned for her well
-being. We need you to talk to her.
Try and get her to tell you exactly where she is.
Do you think you could do that?
I can try.
Right then.
Another one for Matt.
Happy birthday.
Happy birthday.
Oh, my God, Tommy.
Salary? Yes, indeed.
I'm going to do it the wrong way. Come times I feel I've
got to.
Get a room without you two.
Jamie.
Jamie.
Things seem to be going much better between the two of you.
Yes, things are wonderful.
In fact, last weekend, we were looking at properties in the Cotswolds. Wow,
that's exciting.
He even registered us as Mr. and Mrs. Cressman at the estate agent.
Did he?
Well, that's what the chap had on his papers, but Tommy and I just went along
with it.
It was very funny.
Between you and I, he's been having lots of secret chats with his mum.
I think he may be planning to propose when we're in France at his family's
villa. Gosh, really?
Janie, don't look now.
But isn't that your old chap, Louis, just behind Tommy?
It is a classic Reaver, and she is an absolute stunner.
Tommy really knows the boat. My brother's been looking at a Reaver
Oh, wow.
Tommy? What kind of condition?
Good, I think. Tommy?
Sorry. How far is the villa from Saint -Tropez?
I don't know, a couple of hours?
We might actually get Tommy to take a look at it. I'm thinking we should drive
there one day in the boat.
You don't drive a boat, woman. Oh,
pardon me.
Sorry, stupid Janie gets it wrong again. No, no, that's not what I meant.
You should give her a good telling off.
Don't be silly.
Tommy rather likes naughty girls.
That and a bit of dressing up. For God's sake.
If it's thigh -high and leather, all the better. Just, please, ignore her.
You're drunk.
I'm not.
You are.
You're making a fool of yourself.
Why do you always have to go too far?
Oh, you're hurting me. Oh, you'll survive.
Bad luck for you then, isn't it?
I think we should go home. I don't want to go home.
Okay, fine. Do what you want.
Stay.
I'll just jump in the river, shall I? Yeah. I'll solve all of your problems.
Wait, hold on, Tommy. What's going on?
Stick her in a cab when she falls over.
He could be quite the courage with her.
And a big cruel.
She was a clingy, bloody nightmare.
Kept telling him he needed to cut her loose.
Hi, you've reached Tommy's home. Okay.
Leave a message. Great, well, that's fine. Don't pick up.
Hi, Tom. It's Jane.
It is 4 .61 in the morning.
And there are no fucking buses.
Yeah, I'm fucking pissed off.
It's not like you'd give a fucking toss if I was walking the street. It's not
one in the morning or not, though, is it? No, it's fucking boring, fucking
tosser, loony bin Jane, who goes out once in a bloody blue moon, she
don't fucking want to go out with me.
OK, goodbye.
You're fucking believable.
Fucking crazy.
Don't you say sorry?
It's what you always say.
I thought we were doing better.
We are.
When you act like this in front of my friends, they...
They don't understand why I don't just end it.
Because they don't know us.
You said it yourself, we're good together.
Jane, these problems, they're not just going to go away.
No, I know.
Every time we argue, it's like you... You talk about jumping in the bloody
or taking pills.
It's not fair.
I know it's not.
You get so scared.
And I know it's stupid and it's selfish and it's too much pressure on you.
I'm in a total bitch.
It's not like I'm so great.
Things need to be equal.
I'm sorting myself out. I really am.
And from now on, things will be different, I swear.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Because I really don't want to have to go to France.
No.
This holiday is exactly what we need.
We'll make a whole fresh start.
You're Jamie.
Jamie, don't worry, sweetheart. Are you all right?
I'm cold.
Where are you?
Are you in the car?
Jamie, can you still hear me?
It's dark. I can't see.
I'm so cold. I can't feel my legs.
Oh, Jamie, darling, have you taken something?
Please, will you tell us what you've taken?
Oh, God, OK. Listen, just, um... Press on the horn, darling, OK? Because you
need to try and get someone's attention.
Jamie, you don't want to do this.
Please, will you let us help you?
Well,
it's so beautiful, yeah.
There's an observation deck just along the coast. It's an ideal spot for the
sunset.
Very romantic we should go up there to see You
made
it
He was starting to worry.
Oh, no, don't be silly.
How are you? Good.
How are you? Very good.
Hello, chap.
How are you, man?
Fantastic. Oh, David, look at him.
Oh, thanks.
How are you, chap?
How are you doing?
Good, great.
And, of course, you all remember Jamie.
Yes, of course.
Hello, dear.
Can I help you with your... So this is the new car, is it?
Yep. She's abused, isn't she?
Dad won't let her out of his sight. You know, he's obsessed. I'm not obsessed,
boy.
I can't wait to think about this bit. We'll see you inside, boys. Oh, yes, of
course.
I
know.
So romantic.
Tommy drove us up into the hills, and I just had no idea.
What happened here
water polo
Waiting for you to come up.
Oh, oh well.
Dinner's in 15 minutes, and Cathy's just got here, so we should probably get
down there.
Right.
So, shall we drive up there after dinner, then?
What's that?
The observation deck.
Oh, don't be silly. We just got here.
We can go with the others, and anyway, Mum usually packs her paintings.
Come on.
My sister really wants to meet you.
Go on, Ellie, Ellie.
So, Mum was saying you're buying a place in the Cotswolds.
Well, we're exploring some options.
I thought the second cottage you went to, they look really quite promising.
Yeah, me too.
It'd make a lovely family home.
I was just saying to Tommy, I can imagine that smallest room as a nursery.
And a space, yeah, for an annex.
Definitely, yeah.
And Annex? I had the agent fax over the plan, so we'll get a better idea. Yeah,
just don't overstretch yourself.
In the current climate... Oh, now, come on. Tommy knows what he's doing. He's
always had an excellent head for business.
Oh!
Sweet, for the cottage of your mother, too.
Yeah, well,
we discussed it.
Donny, I told you about that. He may have a good head for business, but his
spelling's still atrocious.
Well, that's not fair, is it?
There's a couple of words I have some trouble with, that's all.
Oh, well, like car and cover.
So, Jane, do you know this part of France at all?
A little, yes.
At least I know Saint -Tropez.
I've stayed there several times with the Duchess. Oh, yes, of course.
Jane used to work for the Duchess of York as her dresser. Golly.
Must have been interesting.
Did you see her on Friends?
Friends, what's that?
Oh. Friends is a sitcom, Granny. Yes, old freebie Fergie, she'll do anything
money.
I don't think that's fair.
Oh, darling, it's a joke. Come on. Right.
Shall we move on to dessert?
Yes. Come on, honey, will you help me with the plate? Yes, of course, Mother.
Hello,
darling. OK?
Please can we go upstairs?
What?
Oh, come on, it's still early.
I'm tired.
I just don't really feel too good.
Okay, well, have a drink.
That'll cheer you up.
I don't need cheering up.
I need not to be ignored and humiliated in front of your bloody family.
Why are you being like this?
You see, I'm just upset.
You're always upset.
I'm sick to death of it.
If you want to go, just go.
like you can i could drive off the road you'd probably be happy that
was my brother's car you bring it back you bring it back now
When she came down to go to the airport, my mother said she had a face like
thunder.
She was shouting, screaming, saying she'd wasted the last two years of her
She just wanted to humiliate Tommy.
Janie called from the car. It sounded like the holiday had been a disaster.
She was going on about what he'd done, what he hadn't done, how it was
definitely over.
That was weird that Tommy's living right next to her.
Clearly, things between them had become completely toxic.
This is ridiculous, Tommy.
You can't keep ignoring me. We need to talk about things. You need to hear what
I'm saying.
Jesus Christ.
You need to listen to me. Listen to you?
You didn't shut up the whole fucking way home.
Not to mention that mortifying fucking display at the airport in front of my
mother and poor David. You know, they both think you're insane.
I don't care. You can't keep treating me like this.
And phoning all of our bloody friends, wailing and bawling and airing all of
private business. It's completely bloody humiliating.
You think that's humiliating? Yes, I do.
How do you think I feel?
I'm finding out you've gone behind my back with some whore.
Sending her those foul emails. I bet people would love to read those,
they? God's sake, not this again.
Yes, you can't just pretend that I don't exist.
Right now, I wish you didn't.
If we were married, you wouldn't treat me like this. But you would rather just
keep stringing me along as long as Tommy gets what he wants.
You seriously, seriously still talking about marriage? Oh, good old Jamie.
good for fucking, but not much else. Shut up.
What if your precious mother knew what you were really like? You are sick! Do
you know that? Shut up!
Will, you shut up! Shut your fucking mouth! Because it is the truth!
Someone is sick.
You're broken.
There is something that's deeply, deeply wrong with you, and I swear to God,
Jane, I wish I'd never met you.
Yeah, you did that all by yourself.
Well, then I may as well end it.
I wanted those knives to end.
They left my fucking wrist.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
You know what?
The knives are right there.
Go on.
Take your knife, slash your wrist. Be my fucking head.
Do you know what?
I'll do mine too, shall I?
Let's both have our misery.
Hmm?
Right here.
What are they doing?
Staring at me.
Right. Has anyone actually been assaulted, sir?
Not really.
But someone's going to get hurt.
Can you confirm your name, please, sir?
Yes. I'm Thomas Cressman.
I would like the police to come and split this up.
I would like someone to stop us from hurting each other.
If you don't have somebody here soon, somebody is.
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