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[Emma] I'm not sleeping, and it's getting worse.

I saw this in your car.

The only explanation I can come up with

is making me want to fucking vomit.

I fell in love and that's normal,

but you would have no idea what normal is

because half your life is a fucking lie!

[Robert] Em, it's me.

Is there anything else that you need to tell us?

I had a bad dream.

[Robert] Is that where this scary lady comes from?

[Will] I only see her at night.

Will, you don't need to be scared.

You're the one that he's been drawing.

You're the one that he's scared of, Em.

[ominous music]

[gravel crunching]

[knocking on door]

-Hi. -Hi.

Have you got five minutes?

Uh, yeah, but I've-- I've got an appointment.

[door closes]

What was wrong with her?

What was her diagnosis? Do you know?

I don't know. Nobody ever told us.

Don't you want to know? I mean, what if it's hereditary?

Come on, it's not hereditary. We're all right.

Well, I hope so because it's my birthday tomorrow.

And I can't stop thinking about it.

I can't sleep.

Phoebe, we never got told where she was sent.

We don't know where she's been all these years.

We're now being told she's been murdered.

-You look like shit, Em. -Thanks.

So do you. What's up?

What are you doing here so early?

Me and Rob had a fight,

a big one.

So I'm gonna go and get a hotel for a few days.

Don't be stupid.

Just stay here with me.

Oh, no, it's fine. I don't want to get in the way.

It's cool,

but you're definitely on the couch, all right?

Thanks.

I'll be fine.

After my birthday, I'll be fine.

You gotta start with this bullshit?

The bad blood...

Stop thinking about it, please.

You're gonna drive yourself mad.

[sighs]

Look, just chill out, yeah.

Rest, try and get some sleep.

-That's a good idea. -[Phoebe] See you later.

She was in a secure unit.

A place called Helmswood.

[door closes]

[music]

[Man] Good morning.

Hi, I've got an appointment with Jane Zimba.

It's Emma Averill.

[Man] Okay. One moment, please.

I'm gonna need your bag

and anything in your pockets, please.

[music]

Just go through the arch to your right, please.

Thanks.

Arms up, please.

[buzzer buzzes]

[knock on door]

[Emma] I want to know in case anything

in her diagnosis was genetic.

I've got kids.

According to what I can see here,

prior to conviction,

Patricia had seen her GP twice,

concerned about a history of mental illness in the family.

So it is hereditary?

It may have been a facet of her paranoia.

She complained of some insomnia.

She was treated for burns on her fingers,

an accident while sleepwalking.

-What did the doctor say? -[Jane] Not a lot.

No referral. Sent her away and told her

to come back if things didn't get better.

What was her actual diagnosis while she was here?

[Jane] It was difficult to make anything conclusive.

We considered paranoid schizophrenia.

Patricia was effectively mute while she was here.

Effectively mute? What does that mean?

It was unusual.

Selective mutism is something primarily seen in children.

So what we concluded was mainly guesswork.

And this might sound odd, but I do remember her

reciting a sequence of numbers,

always the same numbers in the same order.

Is there any record of her doing that?

Like I said, she never spoke while she was here.

Would it be okay to see where she stayed?

Sure.

It's in a separate block where they have even more

restricted facilities.

Your mother was originally treated there,

but moved to a low-secure wing 15 years ago.

[woman screaming]

[Jane] Emma?

When your brain turns against you,

it's a very frightening thing.

[buzzer buzzing]

This was Patricia's room.

[music]

Did she ever hurt anyone when she was here?

[Jane] No, only herself.

And only that once.

[music]

We do art therapy here.

[eerie music]

[laughing]

[loud banging]

[music]

[Jane] Are you all right?

Yeah.

I guess I never thought of her as a person before.

These are gonna go in the bin, so you should take a few.

Your sister took some.

Phoebe was here?

[Jane] Yeah, she came quite regularly until last month,

when visits had to stop.

[music]

[Dr. Khan] I'm really sorry.

I know. I'm sorry.

I'll be fine.

[Dr. Khan] We'll monitor you for the next couple of weeks,

but it doesn't look to me that you'll need a D&C.

And if you do, it's a little unpleasant,

but not complicated, a day procedure.

So how long will it be before I can try again?

Well, look, your--

Your body needs to recover first, at least one cycle.

But at your age, I have to remind you that

the chances of another round of IVF being successful,

you know, are remote.

Why is it so easy for some people?

[children laughing]

[phone ringing]

-Hi. -[Emma] Hi.

I've just been to Helmswood.

They said you've been several times this year.

Is that true?

They shouldn't have told you that.

Why didn't you tell me?

Because it was private, Em. Between me and Mum.

Making my peace.

You lied to me, Phoebe. You told me you hadn't seen her.

Well, you didn't give me a choice.

[Emma] What's that supposed to mean?

Oh, come on, Emma!

What would have happened if I'd have told you?

You'd have acted as if I'd betrayed you

and then you would have made my life hell until I stopped going

just because it was better for you.

Which is no good for me.

So yeah, I lied. For my own sake.

You know, not everything is about you, Emma!

[door closes]

-Ooh. -[Robert] Oh.

Good save.

Hey, hey.

I wasn't expecting you.

Yeah. Will invited me. I didn't want to miss

my opportunity to see England's next goalie in action.

Maybe substitute goalie.

Emma's at mine.

She said you two had a fight.

Uh, yeah, you could put it that way, I guess

How is she?

She'll be all right. She always is.

Oh, my God.

I can't believe he's got the bollocks to show up here

-after last night. -What do you mean?

-Oh, shit. -What?

-Shit. -What?

Phoebe, fucking what?

Chloe...

I'm not following.

What's Julian got to do with Chloe?

[kids talking and laughing]

You're fucking joking. You're joking, right?

I'm really sorry.

-Oy! -[Phoebe] Rob!

Oy!

My daughter...

My teenage fucking daughter!

-Whoa, Rob-- -You've known her.

You've known her since she was a child.

Rob, Rob, listen--

Please, stop. Stop it!

You're all right. Don't worry.

I can explain. I can explain.

-I can explain. -I should fucking kill you!

You stay the fuck away from my family.

What? What?

Will, Will, come on. We're gonna go home.

Come on. It's okay. Sorry, sorry.

Come on. Let's go.

Chlo!

Chloe.

I just need to know one thing.

No, I didn't say you could come in.

I need to make sure you're okay.

I'm fine.

-Did he take advantage of you? -What? No, Dad.

I'm not talking to you about this.

We are absolutely talking about this.

-Did he take advantage of you? -No!

And if you must know, I came on to him.

-Fucking hell! -Why are you overreacting?

Overreacting?

Chloe, how do you want me to react?

You punched him in the face.

I don't wanna talk about him.

I wanna talk about you.

How could you be so stupid?

It's not stupid. And it's none of your business.

What about Michelle?

What about Ben?

I mean, did you think?

Do you have any idea how much damage you've caused?

You sound exactly like Mum.

Um, what do you mean I sound exactly like Mum?

Does your mum know about this?

Chloe? Is that why she slapped you?

Chloe! Chlo, where are you going?

Oh, fuck. Fuck!

[phone ringing]

-Hi, Rob. -[Robert] So which part of

"Is there anything else you need to tell me?"

didn't include our teenage daughter

sleeping with one of our friends?

I've only just found out.

She begged me not to say anything.

Oh, my God. She begged you? Of course she begged you.

I'm her father. I deserve to know.

I know, but with everything that's going on,

I thought it was for the best.

Chloe stormed out.

Let me know if you hear from her.

[sighs]

-That didn't sound great. -No.

She's just trying to protect Chloe.

I know.

It's just, um,

with everything else going on, it's...

too much.

What do you mean, everything else going on?

[music]

[Robert] She's been sleepwalking, I guess.

I didn't know she put these cameras up around the house.

She's obviously scared about what she was gonna do.

[music]

She could have burned our fucking house down.

But uh, this is the one.

[music]

-Oh, God. -Are you okay?

[Phoebe crying]

Oh, my-- Oh, my God.

-Oh, my God. -I can't breathe.

Okay. Oh, my God. I'm so sorry. I'm sorry.

I can't breathe.

Okay, okay. You can breathe.

-Let go of me. -Look at me. Look at me.

Phoebe, I'm sorry. I was not thinking.

Will.

Hey, buddy.

[music]

Add texture there.

[music]

[indistinct chatter]

You came.

I didn't think you would.

Well, you wanted us to cool off.

I didn't, I--

I just panicked. I'm sorry.

Honestly, I'm so glad you're here.

Me, too.

Do you need some ice on that one? God.

He really got you, didn't he? [chuckling]

[Woman on TV] ...taking care of her precious charge.

Her calf will live exclusively on...

Although the first six or seven months

are the most dangerous,

as they can fall prey to both...

[clock ticking]

[Woman] Mother and calf will be together

for the full two years...

[sighs]

[phone vibrating]

-Hi, Caroline. -[Caroline] Hi.

I wondered if I could take you up on that offer

if you're free some time this week?

That is, if the offer still stands?

Yeah, actually, I'm free tonight if that works for you?

[Caroline] Oh, brilliant. Shall we say 8:00?

Yeah, great.

[Caroline] I really appreciate this.

Send me your address.

He's down.

Oh, Phoebes, you don't have to do that.

It's all right.

Do you wanna stay for some dinner?

I'm gonna order takeaway

because I cannot be fucked to cook.

-In that case, definitely. -[Robert] Good.

[doorbell rings]

[dog barking]

-Hi. -Hi. Come in.

Thanks.

I'm just getting Mum sorted for the night, but go through.

Make yourself at home. I'll be 10 minutes max.

Yeah, take as long as you need.

[music]

[Caroline] There you go.

All nice and clean in your favorite night things.

I'm so tired of being a burden.

You're not a burden. You have never been a burden.

[Mrs. Mitchell] You should have just let me die.

[Caroline] We're not gonna have that conversation today, okay?

There's your sippy cup. Try and sleep.

[door closes]

[Caroline clears throat]

Oh, the frogs.

They're awful. I know.

-Mum collects them. -Bless her.

Well, that was...

Absolutely disgusting.

And now I think I'm gonna have a beer.

You can grab me a beer, too.

I lost the baby.

Fuck.

Fuck, I'm sorry, Phoebes.

It's all right. It's fine.

It happens. It was always a risk.

Do you wanna talk about it?

I absolutely fucking do not wanna talk about it.

Okay.

Right. I'll get you a fucking beer.

Is this a council property?

Yeah. Dad's life insurance went towards Mum's care.

-And he died? -1989. It was a car accident.

Mum broke her spine and she's been in a wheelchair since.

Oh, God, that's awful.

And now, she's got Parkinson's on top of everything.

It's hit her mental health. It's been hard.

She's actually just got out of hospital

after a suicide attempt.

So I have to make sure that she's got nothing she can use...

Well, it's-- It's stressful.

I'm so sorry.

Life's life. You just crack on.

Yeah.

Um, okay, we're pretty much done with this.

Your mother will need to sign it.

I can't thank you enough for this, truly.

No problem.

We should probably finish the bottle.

Okay, that's me getting a taxi home tonight.

[laughs]

[music]

Ba-ba! I thought it might cheer us up a bit.

[Phoebe] Where'd you get that?

Yeah, if I said my teenage daughter,

would you judge me?

I mean, life goes so fast. Thanks.

I had so much stuff I wanted to do.

And I don't resent Mum. It's just time just disappears.

And I realized that a year out backpacking around Thailand

was never gonna be part of my lived experience.

The years vanish, don't they?

I mean, I often regret concentrating so hard

on my career when Chloe was little.

And then I realized I'm doing exactly the same thing

with Will all these years later.

You know, it's my birthday tomorrow.

Forty.

And I can't wait for it to be over.

Wow.

Now, that merits something special.

What have you got in mind?

[music]

[clears throat]

This is your mum's prescription.

It's just her Levo.

It doesn't trip you out or anything like that.

Just sharpens the mind.

It's basically speed.

Are you all right?

Yeah.

Oh, I haven't done anything like this for ages.

It's like riding a bike.

Fuck.

[Emma] Oh, thanks.

Oh, fuck!

[laughing]

Fucking hell!

I forgot to mention it might sting.

Yeah, a bit.

[Phoebe] I see you're going to have to get me the number

of Chloe's dealer.

It's much better than the shit that I get.

Oh. You know, do you remember when it used to be us

making questionable life choices?

-[Robert] Yep. -Yep.

Oh, when did we get so old?

I've gotten so depressed.

[laughing]

What?

I'm sorry. I just had a memory.

Phoebe, do you remember when you decided

to live off-grid in your VW camper van?

Off-grid.

[both laughing]

-How long did you last for? -[Phoebe] I don't know.

-Maybe it was 18 days. -[Robert] Yeah, I think it was.

I think it was 18 days.

In my defense, it felt like it was longer.

Yeah, it smelt like longer.

Listen, I was in a fucking car park in Wordsworth.

In Wordsworth.

So what about you? Is your dad a lawyer?

No. No, I don't know what he was.

He um, he ran off before I was even born.

It's hard growing up without a dad.

I didn't really have a mum either.

So what happened?

You don't, you don't need to talk about it.

No, it's fine.

Um, okay, long story short, my mother had a breakdown

and me and my sister ended up in care.

-Fuck, that's rough. -[Emma] Yeah.

I always thought she was just a monster.

And then, strangely today, I realized that maybe she wasn't,

not always. Anyway, it's complicated.

So who brought you up?

[Emma] I had amazing foster parents.

They were in their 60's when they took me in.

Um...they're dead now, but yeah, I love them to bits.

My sister, Phoebe, she wasn't so lucky.

She... She moved around a lot.

Do you think that Phoebe resents you?

I mean, I probably would given how you've turned out.

Hmm.

I don't know. We're very different people.

My parents wanted another child.

But I never wanted a sister.

[sniffs]

No.

-Still sting? -Oh, yeah.

Yeah, yeah.

[Robert] Oh, Jesus, come on. Have some confidence.

-Oh, my God. -Oh, my God.

[Robert] Phoebe has put on-- She's put on a record!

Is it as good?

[music]

[Robert] I haven't listened to that in about 20 years.

* Life is hard *

* And so am I *

* You better give me something *

* So I don't die *

* Novocaine *

* For the soul *

[Robert] I dance like a dad now, Phoebe.

You do!

[Robert] What has happened to my body?

So she's got a poker up her ass. You know, she resents the fact

that I-I-I-I like to banter with the residents, you know?

I like to have a laugh with them.

And she's like, "Come on, Caroline.

Have you filled out the paperwork

for Mr. Carter's enema? Caroline, you haven't--

You haven't locked the supply cupboard again."

Or, "I'll tell you what, Caroline, why don't you--

"Why don't you put a bedpan on your head and like,

just do a little dance for me?"

[laughs]

You know, this is the most normal I've felt all week.

What's so shit about your week then?

-Oh, you don't want to know. -How bad can it be?

Okay, you asked for it. So...

So I haven't slept for days.

My 18-year-old daughter is sleeping with

our married friend.

I'm being questioned for the murder of my own mother.

And last night, I was sleepwalking

and I picked up a pillow and held it over my son's head.

Wow.

So yeah, it's been a week.

Yeah, okay. Well, that's--that's a lot.

It's a lot. It's a lot.

Yeah.

I better go check on Mum.

Yeah.

[music]

Fuck.

[sniffs]

What I just said sounds worse than what it is.

There was a pillow. It must've fallen off his bed.

And I-- It wasn't--

Yeah.

-One for the road. -I wish.

I start nights again tomorrow.

If I have any more, I won't sleep at all.

Of course. I'll leave you to it.

Look, why don't you-- Why don't you take the rest?

I get a new prescription tomorrow anyway.

Think of it as an early birthday present.

[Emma] Thank you. Ah, thanks.

Um, let me grab my stuff.

They were really good times.

Mm-hmm.

Loads of possibility.

The future, my friend, was laid out before us.

[sighs]

Where did all that disappear to?

You know, I really thought I had all the time in the world.

[music]

Why did I leave it so long?

It's all of this bullshit.

Have kids, get a fucking husband.

Phoebe...

You can still have all that.

You're in your 40's. You're not dead, are ya?

And listen to me, okay?

And I mean this, I really mean it.

Any man would be lucky to have you.

You're a catch.

I mean, you're slightly unhinged,

but you're a catch.

Thank you.

You always make me feel like my best self.

[music]

Hey.

Hey, Phoebes.

[music]

I'm gonna clean up.

[music]

[bottles clinking]

[music]

[cabinets closing]

[crying]

[dog barking]

[keys jingling]

Fuck.

[music]

* Get in line *

* Till your time *

* Ticking clock *

[sniffs]

[music]

[music]

* Happy birthday Happy birthday *

* Happy birthday Happy birthday *

* Happy birthday Happy birthday *

* Happy, happy birthday in a hot bath *

* To those nice, nice nights *

* I remember always, always I got such a fright *

* Seeing them in my dark cupboard *

* With my great big cake *

* If they were me If they were me *

* And I was you And I was you *

* If they were me and I was you *

* Would you've liked a present too? *

* Happy, happy birthday in a hot bath *

* To those nice, nice... *

* Happy birthday Happy birthday *

[loud splash]

[gasps]

[coughs]

[breathing heavy]

[music]

[music]

[Emma] One, zero, two, two, nine, two,

three, three, one, zero, one,

one, one, three, one, two, three, one, five, five, two,

one, zero, two, two, nine, two, three, three, one, zero, one,

one, one, three, one, two, three, one, five, five, two.

[ominous music]

[Man on TV] She'll spend the next two years to prepare

for her precious charge. Her calf will be--

[music]

[clock ticking]

[phone vibrating]

Hi, Faisal.

[Faisal] Yeah, um, you should know

the police are at the office.

They're asking questions about you.

What kind of questions?

[Faisal] What kind of mood you've been in,

what was your state of mind last Monday?

They've had Rosemary in going through your movements.

What's going on?

It's my mother.

[Faisal] Your mum? What about her?

She died last week.

The police are saying that she was murdered.

Jesus.

I had nothing to do with it.

Listen, um, call me if you need anything, all right?

-I've gotta go . -Thanks. Bye.

[music]

[Caroline] Do you think Phoebe resents you?

Phoeb?

[music]

[music]

[Phoebe] One, one, one.

[Woman] My God. Phoebe, what have you done?

You're coming with me.

[music]

[Emma] Seven, two, two, nine, two, three, three,

one, seven, one, one, one, three, one, two, three, one,

five, five, two, one, zero, two, two, nine, two, three, four,

one, zero, one, one.

Oh, my God. I'm struggling this morning.

I feel like, um, I've got a mouth full of sand.

Yeah. Me, too.

Oh.

Emma's birthday today.

It feels so weird that she's not here.

I think I'm gonna, um--

I think I'm gonna call her and check in.

I need to tell you something about Emma, Robert.

I didn't mention it yesterday.

What?

When we were kids and they put us in the children's home,

Emma seemed fine most of the time.

It was almost as if what happened with our mum

hadn't really touched her.

But then she would act out.

And she would do really weird things.

It was almost like it was coming up from her subconscious,

-like she wasn't aware of it. -What kind of things?

I woke up one morning in the dorm that we shared at the home

and Em was there. She had a pen in her hand.

She was scrawling these numbers.

Repeating them on the wall.

It was like she was in a trance.

She didn't know she was doing it.

The thing is,

it's what our mum used to do.

The thing with the numbers.

And Emma's been doing it again.

And after you showed me the video, the candles,

the bath, the door...

She's doing everything our mum used to do.

[music]

Do you think that she's capable of going further than that?

Like your mum did?

She's not sleeping.

And her obsession with what's happening,

it could make it real.

And I think it's possible that she could have done

something to our mum and she doesn't remember it.

[music]

[phone ringing]

[Jane] Dr. Zimba speaking.

Hi, it's Emma Averill. We met the other day.

[Jane] Yes. What can I do for you?

Um, I jus--

I just want to ask you a question.

Um, you said about my sister's visit,

you said, "Until last month, when they had to stop."

What did you mean?

[Jane] Look, visits can be a very highly emotional time.

Yeah, no. I understand that.

But I just need to understand what that means.

What happened?

[Jane] She hit her.

-Patricia got agitated and-- -She hit her?

When--when did she hit her?

[Jane] I can't go into that.

I'm sorry. I have to go.

No, I--

[music]

I can't imagine it.

I feel like you're talking about a different person.

I don't think Emma should come home.

I think that if she was in her right mind,

she would say the same thing.

I can stay as long as you need to help out with the kids.

[music]

[phone ringing]

Hi, happy birthday. How are you doing?

When are you coming back? We need to talk.

Did you get any sleep?

Auntie Pheebs, Dad's making pancakes.

[Phoebe] Em.

[music]

[gravel crunching]

[knocking on door]

[doorbell ringing]

[Emma] Phoebe!

[banging on door]

Phoebe, come out here! I need to talk to you!

[banging on door]

[Robert] Mommy just wants to speak to Phoebe.

That's all. Come on, up you go.

-Up you go. -[Emma] Phoebe!

All right, play with some toys. [banging on door]

I'll be up in a couple of minutes.

We can't just lock her out.

-I'll speak to her. -[Emma] Phoebe!

Phoebe!

I should go and talk to her.

[door opens]

What the fuck are you doing in my house with my family?

They needed me to be here.

[Emma] What do they need you for?

You come and go as you please!

I don't know what's going on with you at the moment,

but I found Mum's paintings that you've ripped up.

I found out that you attacked her.

I know what happened to you was really fucked up.

If you have done something in the heat of the moment,

you need to tell me!

I need to know! Did you kill her?

Will you just listen to yourself?

-Did you? -You're not sleeping, Em!

You don't know what you're doing half the time!

You can't come in. I've seen the video.

-I know what you've been doing. -Get out of my way!

This is my house!

[indistinct arguing]

Em, enough! Enough!

[sirens whoop]

What is going on?

Emma Averill, I am arresting you on suspicion of the murder

of Patricia Bournett at 10:27 on Tuesday

the 3rd of October, 2023.

You do not have to say anything, but it may harm your defense

if you do not mention when questioned

something which you later rely on in court.

You're wrong. This is wrong.

[Robert] I'll call Faisal.

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