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It's the reunion I mentioned.
We all lived together at York Uni.

We were playing a game
of Murder in the Dark.

Freddie?

I thought it was part of the game.

Oh, my God.

Oh, good. You're here.

There was somebody by the library.
Couldn't tell you who?

You don't think it was one of us?

You trying to throw me under
the bus, to shift the blame?

Becks said she barely knew him.

I thought I heard footsteps.

It sounded like they
were coming from above.

I have a theory.

There's scratches
on the floorboards.

We're not alone.

Stay back! I'm telling you!
We're with the police!

You shouldn't be in here.

Hello, mate. Hello, ma'am.

Come on, Luna.

Good girl, good girl.
Could you hold her for me?

Come on, Judith.
She's not picking up.

Listen, is it strange
that we're both here,

you know, at the same time?

Brendan, we're in the middle
of a murder investigation.

Yeah, I know, but it's just
that cops... What?

Oh, word travels fast, I see.

Something like that.

Oh. No. Sorry.

Could I...

Hello, hello, hello.
Who's this, then?

Don't come any closer.

You both look amazing.
Yes, yes. Thank you, Jason.

The others are downstairs.
They know we're here.

Believe me,
they know we're up here.

Did you kill him?
Did you kill Freddie? What?

No, of course I didn't.
I didn't kill anyone.

This is my house. I'm Hector Bly.

You've been spying on us.

Not on you, on the house.
On my belongings.

Look, I'm not going to hurt you.

Let's put this down, shall we?

I haven't hurt anyone.

Sit down.

Even if you're telling the truth,
this is all still highly illegal.

She's absolutely right.

It's against the law to record
guests in a privately
rented accommodation.

Mr Bly, meet DI Malik.

Tanika, our ghost has been found.

Look, this camera's
on Ulrich the bear.

This, on the armour.

the French cabinet
was a wedding present.

And that painting's an original.

I can't believe you've been sat up
here the whole time, watching us.

A few months ago, some drunken louts
smashed my medal cabinet.

I thought, I'm not having it.

Mr Bly, you're aware there's
a murder investigation going on

inside your house that you're
now a viable suspect for?

I didn't even know the chap.

Look, if I were going to murder
a guest, which I wouldn't,

I've had a lot worse groups
than this one.

We're going to need the files from
last night. Please download them.

But I'll still need you
to come to the station
and answer some questions.

This way, please. I must say,
this is a complete affront.

And I shall be sending you a bill
for that attic door you both busted.

Trust you lot to be
so heavy-handed.

If the door hadn't mysteriously
locked itself, Mr Bly,
we wouldn't have had to break it.

Why would you rent your house out
if you don't want guests?

This place has been in my family
for 300 years.

You think I want to be
the one who has to sell it?

This should have all the footage
from yesterday, until a few
minutes ago. Thank you.

Oh, Hector.
A quick question for you.

Oh, questions, questions.

Have you, by any chance, seen
a copy of this book in the last day?

Never seen that book before
in my life. Thank you.
How long will this take?

You want me to sit in the back,
like a criminal?

Well, it would be a bit cosy if you
joined us up the front, wouldn't it?

Mind your head.

It could be worse.

I don't know why they have to do
this, always such a performance.

A complete waste
of taxpayers' money.

I've already told DC Hackett,
my lawyer won't be able
to get here until the morning.

We're more than happy to wait.
Right, well, I'll see you then.

Oh, come on, Jess.

Can I call you Jess?

No. Right.

Well, I was just going
to say that, you know,

it could get messy,
mixing personal with professional.

Especially since you were having
an affair with the victim.

How on earth do you jump
to that conclusion?

You requested a receipt for a hotel
room booked under Freddie's name
on the night of the reunion.

And you told us that you
didn't see him that evening.

I wasn't having an affair
with Freddie.

So, how do you explain the receipt?

It's complicated.

I'm not denying I asked for it,
but...

Oh.

It's awkward, isn't it?

I mean, sometimes people do stuff.

They don't want to be seen
by anyone or caught,

and that's it, isn't it?

You might not have been having
an affair with Freddie,

but you knew that
he was having an affair.

And why would you ask
for the receipt,

unless it was useful to you
for another reason?

Things have been rough...

...at work.

There was a partner position
opening up.

It's competitive, so I had to
bring something big to the table.

What does that have
to do with Freddie?

His wife's company developed
a hybrid solar generator system.

Say what now?

It's amazing for the environment
and it would have brought in
a ton of money.

I saw him with that woman
at the hotel by accident

and it was like it just
fell into my lap.

I'm hardly proud...

Of blackmailing your friend?
I'm assuming that's what you did?

After a little push,
Freddie agreed to help.

But the contracts
weren't signed yet.

I mean, why would I do him any harm
before the deal was done?

You stalled us by a day.
You're not students any more.

I need you all to grow up
and start cooperating.

That means you as well.

Look, there is something else
you should know.

The woman, the one Freddie
was having an affair with,

her name's Sasha Hill.

Hill, as in?

Ryan's ex-wife.

Good Lord.

And that's all I know. Promise.

A moment, Judith? How can I help?

Don't think it went unnoticed that
you and Becks found that room
together... Solid teamwork, that.

...when Becks specifically wasn't
supposed to be investigating.

It was entirely my fault,
I assure you. I...

...coerced her.

Becks has already been seen
to withhold information.

If the CPS heard
about her involvement,

it could jeopardise a conviction
down the line and mean no
more investigating for you.

At all. Ever.

I know you don't want that.

It would never come to that.
I promise.

But it so easily could,
if you carry on as you have been.

You have to take this seriously.
I will. We will.

Guv, I've managed
to track down Sasha Hill.

She's in Singapore for work.
Been there the last week.

Right. Well, let's see
what Ryan has to say.

I think we'll take this one.

Oh. Please, you go ahead.

That told us, didn't it?
Us? I wasn't even involved.

Oh, I'm guilty by association now?

Where's your van?
And why is Luna here?

Ta. You will not believe who
I bumped into at speed dating.

Have you got news?

We actually have more questions.

Did Freddie ever talk
to you about his marriage?

About him and Marie?
Not really. Why?

Did he seem happy? Yeah.

I mean, he wouldn't
shut up about the new job.

But he talked about Marie.

Their daughter, Ellie, too.

They were taking her
to Disneyland in the summer.

I can't get my head around it.

Why are you asking about Marie?

Well, new evidence suggests
that Freddie was having an affair

in the months before his death.

Did you know anything about that?
No.

I thought Freddie was happy.
He adored Marie. Are you sure?

Ryan, the woman he was having
an affair with was Sasha Hill.

Sasha?

And Freddie?

Your friend was having
an affair with your ex-wife
and you knew nothing about it?

You think I knew.
And, what? Killed him for it?

Sasha and I married at 23,
but we were divorced by 27.

I haven't even spoken
to her in about a decade.

It all got a bit messy when she
came for a piece of my foundation.

We heard you and Freddie
were rivals.

Well, yeah.
We competed over everything at uni.

Including girlfriends?

I guess. But that was all
a very long time ago.

And you don't think Freddie
was trying to provoke a reaction?

I think you know enough about
Freddie by now to know that
if he wanted a reaction,

he'd have been pretty vocal
about him and Sasha.

Tell me I'm wrong.

I believe him. I don't think
he knew about the affair.

I'm inclined to agree.

Every lead, it's all a bloody
dead end with this lot.

All this lying and cheating,
it's exhausting.

Let's hope Hector Bly's camera
footage sheds some light. Hmm.

I can't believe it.
I knew I heard footsteps upstairs.

But the idea that he was there
the whole time...

There's some croissants here,
if you want one?

OK.

Jess, we should talk.

Una wasn't trying
to throw you under the bus.

Plus, I'm the one who passed
that information on.

I'm going.

This afternoon.

I know it'll make me look guilty,
but I already do.

Thanks to you both.
Pot, kettle, black.

I was telling the truth.
Everyone seems really keen on that.

I'm not upset you told the police.
Someone murdered Freddie.

Of course, you should tell the
police. But you didn't tell me.

Well, I didn't think you cared.
It's the principle.

Do you know how stupid I feel?

Knowing that you and Freddie had
this little secret behind my back.

I'd say we're all feeling
a little betrayed here.

Get in line. Your ego's
the least of our worries.

Can we just talk this out?

How did you skate under
the police radar?

What, one quick chat and
they're not interested in you?

And eavesdropping on conversations
that don't concern you.

You seem really interested
in what's happening to us.

It's not Una's fault.
Oh, don't defend her.

I know you were listening too.
You're not as perfect
as you think you are.

I don't think I'm perfect.
I'm done. I'm going.

I'm going to call home.

And we think we can pinpoint
the moment of Freddie's death.

Look, here.

Una is in the frame at 21:21
and 34 seconds.

That's where she hears
Freddie shout.

It also means Una's alibi checks
out, so that's a good start.

Well, this is even better.

And there's a camera at the entrance
hall, pointing at the bear.

Becks passes it
seconds before the shout

and immediately afterwards,
her and Jessica enter frame

and head towards the stairs.

So, that leaves Ryan and Oskar.

Anything?

Look at this camera. Wait for it.

21:21 and 34 seconds.

So, Oskar.

You might stop enjoying this
so much now.

21:21 and 34.

Well, that's all of them. Yep

Yep, they were all on camera
at the time of death
or immediately afterwards.

What about Hector Bly?

Well, there's a camera blind spot
around his secret room,

but we did a sweep of his computer
to check his alibi

and he was playing internet chess
at the time.

Yeah, it's called Blitz Chess.
It's super fast.

Every move is recorded
on the server.

He didn't have time
to leave his desk during the match.

Then who killed Freddie?

I don't understand.
We've already been over this.

You know where we were
and what happened.

And you said we're on camera,
so it can't be one of us.

Our problem lies in the fact that
two of you saw another person
outside the library.

But if the evidence suggests
there wasn't, then surely
that's the most likely option?

It was dark. I don't think
they know what they saw.

We didn't just imagine someone.
He's right. There was definitely
someone there. But I don't get it.

You find a secret room
with someone hiding back there,

watching us, and you're
questioning us?

Surely he was outside the library.

Mr Bly currently has an alibi
covering that period of time.

So do we? Oh, she speaks. Just
because I'm not getting angry,

doesn't mean I don't want to get
out of here as much as you do.

No. You're loving the gossip too
much. You're not being helpful.

Oi! Enough!

In case you've forgotten, you're all
part of a murder investigation.

We are trying to get to the truth.

We've told you everything we know.

I just want to go home.

I'm already packed.

We're trying to get to the bottom of
this as quickly as we possibly can

and for that to happen,
we really need you to stay here.

You were due to check out
in two hours anyway.

Stay until then
and then leave as planned.

Whatever you need.

I can do two hours.

OK. Fine.

Who's that?

This is Hector Bly. You've
got a nerve coming back here.

This is my house.
Where else would I go?

Don't mind me.

BELL RINGS

Oh, come in. It's open.

Oh. Mrs Potts, I've got my quote.

I thought I'd hand-deliver it.

A little example of the personal
service you can expect.

How polite.

Oh, now that's impressive.

Yeah, I've always been good
at wordsearches, me.

But those cryptic crosswords, clues
and that, never made any sense.

Oh, it's just a matter of practice.

And patience.

Some of it's as simple as words
with multiple meanings.

For example, you might
write 'shark'.

Now, you could mean
the titular star of the film Jaws,

or you could mean someone
who purposefully exploits

and swindles people.

Oh, I've not seen the film.

Then there are hidden words.
Well, how do you hide words?

Well, you hide smaller words
in larger words or phrases.

You know, thank you so much
for your quote,

but I'm afraid I have to go.

If I could just have a minute,
we could just...

No, there's somewhere I need to be,
really quite urgently.
If you could just... Again?

You've been extremely
helpful, but I'm afraid
I won't require your services.

But I will leave you
an excellent review.

Right. Yeah, sure.
I mean, what's the problem?

We aren't going to be able to stall
them any longer and we don't have
the evidence to detain them.

Once they scatter back across
the country, it's going
to make everything harder.

I need you to double-check
everything we've got so far,

and any time someone from that house
appears on one of Hector's cameras,

I want it logged.

As far as I'm concerned, any of them
could still be responsible.

We're missing something.

Becks?

Becks?

She's got to be here
somewhere. Kitchen.

Let's try upstairs.
Oh. What are you doing?

Looking for you. Quietly.

You're going to get me
in trouble with Tanika. Again.

What's going on?

We need to ask Hector a question

and we thought it might be best
coming from you.

He was hardly my biggest fan.
But you're so good with people.

Even Mrs Eddingham's
obsessed with you.

You're so personable and lovely.

Yeah, exactly. But he's...

Becks, if you help us with this,

we'll tell you all about
Suzie's date with Brendan.

Suzie's what? With who?

Come on. Walk this way.

Keep off the grass!

Sorry, sorry.

Are you here to accuse me
of murder again?

No, it's just...
You have a really beautiful home.

I didn't have a chance
to say before.

Anything else?

I have a small question. Yep?

Your beautiful library.

I was walking around there earlier
and thought, you know what I fancy?

Reading something a bit Gothic.

I don't suppose you have
a copy of Dracula, do you?

You think my house
is like Dracula's castle?

Not at all. I just love that story
and thought I'd pass the time.

Better than burying
my head in my phone.

People are too reliant on technology
these days. I don't trust it.

It's in the library.

Far left shelf, high up.
There's an entire Gothic section.

Thank you.

The grass! Keep off the grass!

Suzie, so, you just talked
about the case? No sparks?

There wasn't time
for anything else.

You know, you really sold this
as a more exciting story.

Well, it got you to talk
to Hector, didn't it?

And that got us here.

Oh.

Wait, wait, wait.

Here we go.

Nah, hang on.

Dracula. How is that possible?

Did he have two copies?
Not exactly.

Freddie needed a book
that was bigger than Ryan's

and a title he could
easily remember.

For a man who did his PHD
in Gothic literature,

Dracula would have been
an obvious choice.

He ripped out the pages
and used it to hide Ryan's book.

So why would he do that?

Because I think this book
is important

and he needed to keep it safe.

Another nice message from Ryan.
Exactly like the others.

There's got to be something.

Wait, wait.
There's something tucked inside.

What is it?

It says 'York University'.

It's the front cover
of a dissertation.

Oh, this is the essay that
got Oskar thrown out of uni.

So why would Freddie have this?

Well, he was working back
at York. Maybe he found it.

But shoving this in Oskar's face,

that could have pushed him
over the edge.

We need to go and talk to him.

We found Freddie's copy
of Ryan's book.

Oh. That's...

...good.

This was inside. It'd been
hidden quite strategically.

What are you insinuating?

Freddie brought it back
to taunt you about your failure.

That's why you killed him,
isn't it?

What are you talking about?
I didn't kill Freddie.

You didn't mind Freddie's outburst
about the muddy trousers,

but having him mock you about
the worst moment in your life?

Nah. It was all too much,
wasn't it?

You killed him and went to great
lengths to hide the evidence.

No, no. That's not what happened.
It doesn't look good, does it?

It's evidence that links you
directly to the murder victim

and it gives you a motive.

Oskar, please.
Just tell us the truth.

This is the first time
I've seen it, honestly.

Even if Freddie was going
to show me, he didn't have
a chance before he died.

Why would he bother hiding it
if he didn't know you had it?
I'm telling you, I don't know.

I'm not going to get blamed
for something I didn't do again.

Not when everyone else is
waltzing around, behaving terribly.

Jessica blackmailing Freddie.

Ryan playing the nice guy,
pretending he doesn't care
that Freddie's sleeping with Sasha.

Those gifts, he didn't even
write the dedication. I did.

Big shot didn't have time, apparently.

And Una pestering us all
to come here

and then throwing around the
blame behind everyone's back.

I don't even know these
people any more.

What happened to get you expelled
from university?

They found evidence of plagiarism
in the essay

and matched the signature
on this cover sheet

to the one on my passport and in
their minds, I was instantly guilty.

Did you fight it? I tried.

But when I went to find the
original essay on my laptop,
the entire folder was gone.

I don't know if someone deleted it
or if it was just a computer error,

but there was no trace at all.

No proof it ever existed.

Well, that's convenient.

I swear I'd never seen
the plagiarised version before.

You must believe me, surely.

I don't want this.

It's all happening again, isn't it?

No-one believed me then, and now
no-one will believe I didn't...

...kill Freddie.

What's up?

Something's not right.

I know that look.
It doesn't make sense.

We're assuming Freddie hid
a single piece of paper.

Yes? Mm-hm.

So why did he go
to such lengths to hide it?

He could have slipped this bit of
paper into any book on that shelf

and it would have taken us days,
maybe even weeks, to find it.

But he hid it alongside this book.

Go on.

Well...

...it suggests they're only
incriminating if they're together.

A clue hidden within a clue.

Here. Hold this open for a moment.

Look at the back.

The handwriting doesn't match.

If what Oskar said was true,
then the writing in the book is his.

So why doesn't it match
the handwriting

on the back of the cover sheet?

I think someone forged
this cover sheet

to make it look like Oskar had
written the plagiarised essay.

But who?

What if Freddie did it,
Oskar found out and wanted revenge?

Maybe.

But we need to work out
whose handwriting this is.

How are we going to get
handwriting samples

from a group of people
who are already on high alert?

Well, if it's one of our suspects,

this could point us towards
the killer.

But is it enough to implicate them?

Travel sweet? Oh, cheers.

How can I help, Mrs Potts?

Well, I know you're busy
logging Hector's footage,

but I wondered if you could kindly
take me through some of it?

Sure thing, but all our suspects
are accounted for.

Yeah, except...

...this person.

And if it wasn't Hector,
who was it?

Well, that's exactly what
we're here to try and work out.

They were mostly in the kitchen
and sitting room.

This is when they leave for lunch.

And then...

Stop. Who's that?

At 4.17pm.

That's before the guests
came back for dinner.

That's Ryan. He got back early
to do the treasure hunt.

Of course he did. Got excited,
thought I'd found something.

Could you take us forward
to the moment Freddie died?

Here we go.

Una.

There's Oskar.

And Ryan.

I think this might be
the quietest you two have ever been.

Sorry, didn't mean to disturb.
What have you got?

No, that's it.

What is?

There's no sound.

Judith?

We need to have clearer
conversations when this happens.

Could you play that
one more time for me, please?

They are all turning
towards the noise.

In their witness statements,
they all say they heard the shout.

Now, if the shout
came from the library,

Oskar would have looked down
and left.

But on the footage, he
instinctively looks down and right.

Oh, that's very clever.

I think I know who the killer is.

We have to get back to the house
and I need to make a call.

Well, we'd better get our skates on.

Becks said everyone's
getting ready to leave.
My van's round the back, Judith.

SIREN WAILS

Suzie, are you sure this is
the right way? Trust me, Judith.

We gave them time.
We can't wait here forever.

We're heading to the same station,
so it just makes sense to go too.

I'm not running.
I don't think that.

Call me if you need anything.

I'll message you.

You ain't going nowhere!

Are you crazy? Are you mad?

We know who murdered Freddie.

The police are on their way.
You need to come back to the house.

If you're still suggesting
I'm responsible...
We're not, don't worry. Here.

Turn it over.

That's not my writing.

The university may have
matched your signature,

but no-one considered that the most
insignificant writing
on the document

could be the most revealing.

Someone framed you, Oskar.

And we can prove it.

SIREN WAILS

Yeah, I'll have that. Thanks.

How did you get here this quickly?

Yeah, I know a few short cuts.

You are very lucky that the speed
camera on Winter Hill
is out of action.

Is everyone else still in the house?
Yes. Let's go. Now.

You see, people are surprising.

Freddie was surprising.

All weekend, we've been hearing
about Freddie's faults,

but you were still friends with him,
you wanted to spend time with him.

We were thinking about
what Freddie did wrong

that could have
provoked his murderer.

What we didn't consider
is that Freddie died

because he did something right.

Judith, who killed Freddie?

Ryan, would you like to continue,
or shall I?

Are you joking? Absolutely not.

He's also responsible for Oskar's
expulsion from university.

Are you really suggesting
I ruined one friend's life

and then killed another?

We've been over this.

I didn't know about Freddie
and Sasha.

And why would I have framed Oskar?

Well, let's start there.

I don't think you intended
to frame Oskar. Not originally.

Becks told us how you struggled
at university.

In the foreword to your book,
you say yourself,

it was the "toughest time
of your life."

How you were suddenly
a little fish in a big pond.

And? When you got to your
dissertation, you panicked.

And you plagiarised material
to get it finished.

But when it came
to actually handing it in,

you knew you wouldn't
get away with it,

so you put your cover sheet
on Oskar's essay.

Forged another,
signed supposedly by Oskar,

and put that on
the plagiarised essay.

You knew you'd have to submit
something to finish the course,

and you couldn't bear
the thought of failing.

Faking the signature of someone you
knew so well can't have been hard.

You even deleted
the essay from his computer.

Well, you lived together.
You certainly had the access.

Oskar was devastated.

He didn't notice the handwriting
on the back of the cover sheet

that would have exposed you.

You hired me.

I worked for you.

All these years, you knew what
you did and you said nothing?

I didn't...

Oskar, I'm sorry.

But this has nothing to do
with Freddie's death.

I didn't kill him.
We're getting to that.

Freddie must have been digging
around in all your records.

Presumably looking for something
funny to bring back to the reunion.

Dirt, gossip.

But what he found was the
dissertation in Oskar's records.

He brought it back
and confronted you, didn't he?

What's up? We're about to go.

You know the unexpected bonus
about my new job?

Access to all the records.

Everyone's grades.

The reports.

The disciplinaries.

There's not a shred of evidence
for any of this.

You said that you grew out
of the rivalry,

and I believe you might have,
but I don't think Freddie did.

That's why he was sleeping
with your ex-wife.

Freddie discovered something huge.

He wasn't going to stand by with
the knowledge that you had cheated,

framed Oskar and lied about it.

And it must have been
a nice added bonus

that he'd get to destroy
his old rival's reputation,

while restoring Oskar's.

That's your handwriting
on the back, isn't it?

Yeah, I'd recognise it anywhere.

You swapped Oskar's
dissertation for yours.

Looks like you've got
an apology to make.

You can't be serious.
You can't prove anything with that.

Oh, I bet I can.

I think Oskar would give it
a good shot, too.

That lost him his entire degree.

Do you think he's going to be happy

knowing the real reason
he ended up as your lackey?

I mean, what were you thinking?

What are you going to do?

Give you the benefit of
the doubt and a deadline.

If you don't say something
by the time we leave...

...I will.

Let me show you something.

I'm on camera at the time of
the murder. We all are.

We went back over that footage
a million times and Judith found
something we had all missed.

You told us yourself you had extra
access to the house that day.

Your treasure hunt.

On the recordings,
you move from room to room.

All perfectly innocent.
That's right.

You spend just over a minute
planting a clue in each room...

...except for here,

where you spend nearly six minutes
in the camera blindspot

right by Hector's secret door.

Why would you spend
so much time in this small space,

unless you'd found something?

Hector's cameras.

There was a man hiding in there.

How did I supposedly find his
hideout? He'd have seen me.

Because he wasn't there
the whole time.

I reckon you didn't have much
of a plan until then.

And with only six of you
in the house,

you knew that hurting Freddie would
be too risky because the police
would know it was one of you

and you couldn't let the news
about the dissertation get out

because that would ruin
everything that you'd built up.

Your charitable foundation, your...

Well, your reputation
as an honourable man.

Knowing about the cameras,

it gave you the ingredients
for the perfect alibi.

You even planted the idea

that there was another person
in the house first.

The figure outside the library.

But I saw that person. There
was someone there. Exactly.

You did see someone.

You saw Ryan and Ryan saw you.

And he knew that if he
corroborated what you'd seen,

then you'd both look innocent.

A shared witness statement

and the suggestion
of another person in the house

who could have carried
out the murder.

Something that, ultimately,
led us to Hector.

When you walked into
the library and saw Freddie...

...you spotted the knife.

You took it...

...and you killed him.

Very entertaining,
but you're forgetting

that I was on camera
when everyone heard the shout.

You were.

We'd always assumed
that it was Freddie who shouted,

but, in reality,
it could be any man's voice.

Which explains why Oskar looks
the wrong way when he hears
the sound from the CCTV.

Because the shout didn't
come from the library,

it came from you in the hallway.

Freddie was already dead.

You knew exactly where
the camera pointed.

And with your back to it,
you shouted.

Then you turned to the supposed
source of the noise,

knowing everyone else would too.

It's quite an impressive
sleight of hand,

but the only thing you didn't
find was the dissertation cover.

I'm guessing you searched the house
when you set the treasure hunt,

but you had no idea Freddie
would have hidden it so well.

Freddie knew you'd be
after the evidence.

He anticipated that you'd try and
steal the dissertation cover back.

That's why he went
to such great pains to hide it.

Paired with a sample
of Oskar's real handwriting.

He didn't realise how far
you'd go to silence him.

DOOR OPENS

Who's that? Perfect timing.

I'm here. Is that... Colin.
Yes, it is.

I'm sorry. It took longer than
I expected, but I've got it.

It was at the bottom
of the ottoman.

I think you're right on time.
Thank you.

Becks, do you mind
if I borrow this? No.

Suzie, have you got
the dissertation?

'Happy Birthday, Becks.

'Here's to another 20 years
of friendship.

'Love, Ryan.'

The handwriting matches.
Conclusive proof.

I didn't want to hurt him.

It all spiralled.

You've got to believe that.

But after everything...

...I couldn't risk the foundation,
everything I built...

...being exposed as a cheat
and a liar.

And, what?

All as part of Freddie's ego trip?

If there was any other way,
I don't know...

What else could I do?

Think of how many people
the foundation helps.

It wasn't about me.

It wasn't.

It was only ever about you.

Mind your head.

I don't understand why
I can't keep hosting.

I can't afford the upkeep.
I'll lose it.

We've been over this, Mr Bly.
Hidden cameras are illegal.

You might not be able
to host any more,

but why don't you open it up, let
people see it, wander the gardens?

Charge a modest fee
for the pleasure.

You could even officially
install cameras that way, too.

Well, something to think about,
but the public?

Not sure how I feel about that.
More people.

Well, you're lucky that none
of this lot want to press charges.

I still think the courts
would side with me.

Erm, Tanika. Can I ask you a favour?

Come here. I can't...

I don't know what to say.

I think it's going to be a while
before any of us know what to say.

I know it's not exactly like
we're close any more,

but we've been through so much.

I really don't want to lose contact.
Me neither.

You're always welcome at
the vicarage. Just text me.

I'll take you up on that.

We haven't been the best
at keeping in touch,

but let's at least make the effort.

Oh, for goodness' sake.

So, what's next, now that you can
properly contest the plagiarism?

I guess I can finally appeal
the university.

There's a lot of paperwork
in my future.

I hate how everything's turned out,
but I'm so pleased for you.

I just hope I can salvage the
foundation. With Ryan gone,
it's not going to be easy.

With you, it'll be in good hands.

Watch your fingers, mate.

I thought you said
you'd done this before?

What? You had me on the board!

Yeah...

No. Well...

You could have picked
a better photo.

Well, I think it's lovely
and it wasn't the same without you.

Oh, here comes the hero of the hour.

I'm just very glad
to have been helpful.

And I'm very happy to have you home.

I can safely say I didn't
enjoy having to keep things
so formal on this one.

You did everything you had to do.
I'm just sorry it caused
you extra stress.

You're worth the trouble. And...

...welcome back.

Yes!

Hey, you.
Oh. Look, we should talk.

Oh, Brendan, it's too soon.
No, no...

When am I going to meet your folks?
Well, they live on the Isle of Man.

No, wait, let me guess.
It's not you, it's me.
That's not where I'm going.

Look, what I'm trying to say is,
I'd just appreciate it
if you didn't tell...

Brendan, there's no reason
to be embarrassed.

You know, putting yourself out
there, dating and all that.

It's not for the faint-hearted,
is it? No.

It's a brave thing.

But don't worry, I'm not going to
tell anyone from your team. Thanks.

But I'm afraid that ship may have
already sailed with those two.

Course it has.

Thank you for your help.

I don't think anyone else could have
gotten to the bottom of that mess.

It was all so.... Well, you couldn't
have known it was him, Becks.

All that time,
the shame and guilt festering.

The man who got into that police car

isn't the man you went
to university with.

Yeah, I know.
I just can't believe he kept lying.

Right up until the net
fully closed in.

It'll take a bit of time to process.
Of course it will.

But we'll be there to help
in any way we can.

I was always told that time
doesn't define friendship,

and I think that's
particularly relevant to us.

So if you and Brendan
aren't going to be a 'thing',
which I think is a shame by the way,

how did the rest
of the speed dating go?

Do you really want to know? Mm-hm.
You'd better buckle up, ladies.

Because first there was Greg.
How do you feel about
Christmas jumpers in this weather?

And then he went on and on about
Glastonbury. Didn't stop for breath.

Oh, and then there was Josh.
He was obsessed with avocados!

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