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I'm not going to be ignored, Dan!

- You don't get it. You just... You don't get it.

- Don't you remember our weekend?

- Hey, hey, hey, just don't flatter yourself, Alex.

- Go ahead, hit me.

If you can't fuck me, why don't you just hit me?

- You're so sad.

You know that, Alex? Lonely and very sad.

- I was recently divorced, living in Bristol,

in this big house I'd inherited from my grandmother.

I was struggling to keep up with the bills

and someone suggested I take in a lodger -

and, well...

..that's how I met Graham.

- False promises, scare tactics...

..coercion.

- I'll pity you. I'll pity you because you're sick.

- Why?

Because I won't allow you to treat me like some slut

you can just bang a couple of times and throw in the garbage?

- Two weeks after moving in,

he'd gone from living in the basement to sharing my bedroom.

- I'll tell your wife!

Argh!

- What were you thinking of, Alice?

- I thought it was worth the risk.

- Did you?

What did he say when he saw you?

Alice?

What did he do?

- Juno...

..I've heard so much about you.

We will be eternally grateful for everything you did for Goblin,

won't we, Cher?

- It was just...uh... Well...

- He was just in the water, was he?

- Yeah, half swimming and, like, this...

..and I was like, "Oh, God!"

- How astonishing.

What a bloody hero.

So, Cheryl tells me that you're a fashion designer, Juno.

Juno Fish?

Is that your real name? Fish?

- Uh-huh.

- Married name, presumably? - Yeah.

- She's got that shop in town, next to the, um...

- Oh, has she indeed? Huh!

- Cheryl? - Anyway, we don't want to hold you up.

- Yes, I'd better get going.

- That's odd. - What is?

- I'm, er, just on your website, Juno,

and you look, uh...

..nothing like you.

- Rob, don't be rude!

- Cee-ee! - Oh, no, no!

I'm not being rude. I'm serious.

- We're dying of thirst in here! - Have a look.

- Hang on, Rob. - Have you got any more wine? - I'm coming, love!

- You want to see?

- She's a model.

The face of the company.

It's a... - Really? - ..marketing thing.

They thought it would make the brand seem...to have someone younger.

More attractive.

- Huh!

No way.

Huh, makes sense, I suppose.

She is rather lovely.

- I'll just say goodbye to these guys and then we can start.

Well...

I know that Rob's got to get to a concert,

but are you sure you can't stay for a movie, Juno?

- No. Thank you. I really... - Actually, I was rather hoping

that Juno might be able to give me a lift.

I'll give you directions as we go.

- Benjy Bubble.

- He's a friend.

I had an accident...

..in my Land Rover.

Er, drove into a tree.

- Clown friend.

Dear Christ!

Can you imagine?

So...fashion designer, hmm?

Just like you always wanted.

Are you all right...Juno?

- I didn't know.

OK? I swear to God.

- Didn't know what?

- I didn't know Cheryl was your girlfriend!

I didn't know you lived in that house... - Come on!

Do you really expect me to believe that?

Jesus, Alice! No, don't look at me like that.

I'm not angry - I just want to understand.

I mean, you can see why I'm a bit taken aback, right?

I find my ex-wife, who I haven't seen for years,

sneaking round my girlfriend's house, calling herself Juno!

What am I meant to think?

- Nothing. - Nothing?

- Nothing's going on. It's just a design name. Like a stage name.

- Oh, a stage name!

Oh, you can do better than that.

Cos according to her website, Juno Fish is your boss

and you're her trusty personal assistant.

- OK. Yes.

I told Cheryl I was Juno because I wanted her to think I was someone...

..important.

That's all.

Just a silly mistake.

- I don't believe in coincidences.

- When I saw you tonight, I thought I was losing my mind. I was scared...

- Watch the road!

I hit a badger out here once.

Take the next turning on the left.

- What? Why?

- Because I said so.

Take it.

- Where are we going? - Turn right at the end.

- You know, Robbie, the truth is...

..when I saw you tonight, I felt ashamed.

My mum always used to say I was a bad wife and I didn't believe her.

But I was very immature.

And I, I...

..I blamed you for stuff -

it wasn't your fault.

And it's only in recent years I've realised

how lucky I was to have you.

You were the best thing that ever happened to me, Robbie.

I'm really sorry.

- Pull in here.

- So that was it? You just dropped him off at the pub?

Bloody hell, Al!

I thought you were going to say he... - What?

- ..did something bad.

You lied to me.

I knew you weren't at Juno's birthday.

- Did you?

What? - I'm going away at the weekend.

I know. You forgot.

I've got a magic convention.

- I didn't forget. Birmingham.

- Blackpool. Nice try.

I feel weird about leaving you.

- Why? - Because I thought that, if I lied to you, even one time,

our whole relationship would be over.

So, what changed?

Or was it just that I'M not allowed to lie?

Cos if this was the other way round... - Ugh, stop saying that!

- ..I'd be packing my bags. Wouldn't I?

All these years of you checking my phone, memorising my passwords.

These trust issues. Maybe it's been you the whole time.

- It's not me. I have told you all there is to know.

- You don't need to lie to me. I support you. - You don't.

Every time we talk about him,

you accuse me of having feelings for him!

- You do still have feelings for him. - I do not have feelings for him!

- I mean feelings of hate.

What's he going to do if you keep going with this?

- Look, he is getting away with it, again!

He ruined my life and he is walking around a free man!

- He ruined your life, did he?

I'm sorry it's so shit, being with me and Josh, living here.

- I meant my dad's life.

- Not what you said.

- That is what I meant!

- I just want you to stop, Alice.

- You have made my life worth living.

OK?

I'm sorry I lied.

- You've got to trust me, Alice.

You don't need to protect yourself from me.

- What's Cheryl going to say, hmm?

How's she going to feel?

- We don't need to say anything.

- You want me to lie to my soulmate?

Oh, Al!

I know you.

I know how you struggle with your emotions.

But you do know what this looks, don't you?

It looks like you've probably been stalking me.

You found out I was in a new relationship

with someone more successful, more desirable,

and furious that she has what's rightfully yours,

hell bent on revenge...

..it seems obvious to me, as it will to others,

that you kidnapped her dog,

used it to ingratiate yourself with her

as some kind of pathetic attempt to get to me.

I would never keep something like this from Cheryl.

However much it upsets her, and it will,

I am going to have to tell her what you've done.

And for old time's sake, I... I can make sure she doesn't press charges.

If - if - you stay away from now on, OK?

Try to move on. Hmm?

Forget about me, yeah, Ally Cat?

Maybe...

..think about professional help.

Change of plan, now he knows I'm on to him.

We need to adapt our tactics.

- When was the last time you had something to eat?

- I'm not hungry. Why? - You seem...

I'm worried he's taking over again.

- No, he's not.

- Cos when you were with him, you were like...not you.

I'm not saying it very well.

- I know what you mean, but I'm fine.

Honestly. Now, come on.

Look. Here's the Filofax.

What do you see?

- Names.

Numbers. Random words.

- Find you. See if that helps.

- Me? I'm in here?

- You, me, Mum.

Just the Nunthorpe Terrace address.

- What do these letters mean, NW?

- NW is NatWest.

They're bank accounts and maiden names.

And something else.

For example, next to my name, it says, "Dad accident".

And under yours, "Hedgehunter". What's that?

- No idea.

- Know what I think it is? It's people he's screwed over.

People like you and me.

We're going to speak to every single name in that book

and persuade them to speak out against him.

- Blimey! Are we?

- I'll speak to the local ones, you start making phone calls.

- What am I going to say?

- "Did a man called Rob Chance ever screw you over?"

Or Robbie Graham. We're looking for corroborating witnesses or accounts

or anything to do with the Saattut Academy.

- What about Cheryl Harker? Couldn't you just give her this

and get her to report him, like we said?

- No, it's too late! By now, she'll think I'm the crazy ex.

She's won't believe a word I say.

She thinks he's charming, and helpful, and kind.

She's never going to take my side.

That's why we need people to back us up.

- You should've just told her in the first place.

- The best way to help her is to get proof,

so she can see for herself what he's really like.

- Who's Claudia Rose?

- Is she in there?

- I know that name, don't I?

- Yeah, it's Rob's ex.

Before me.

- Didn't she go missing or something?

Why has she got so many addresses?

- Please, call me. It's Claudia.

Please listen to me.

I know you don't know me,

but I know him and I know...

You don't know what he's capable of.

You can't trust him.

He's not who you think he is.

He will take everything that matters to you and destroy it.

Get away from him now! Before it's too late.

I know him. Don't say I didn't warn you.

- The number you have dialled is no longer in service.

- Oh...

Oh!

- Good morning, beautiful.

- Oh, no! Rob! You'll stretch it!

- Uh, I think it fits me like a glove!

- Hasn't she done well, old Juno Fishy Fish?

- What time did you come to bed last night?

- Ah! I still have no idea.

- How was the concert?

- Oh, it was fine.

But...

The piano - it's too far back at the Sheldonian for my liking.

But you could play Rachmaninoff on a Casio keyboard

and I'd be very happy.

- I thought you said St Hilda's?

- Hmm? - The concert.

You said it was at St Hilda's.

- Hmm, no, I didn't.

Are you all right, darling?

- Uh-huh.

And how about Juno? She didn't mind giving you a lift?

- No, she didn't mind at all.

In fact, I found out something rather interesting about her.

- Oh, yes?

- She's, um...

..a terrible driver.

- Oh! That'll be them! - Them who?

- Priana and Lola.

They've come over to make plans for the party. - What party?

- The scholarship announcement!

- You mean the dinner!

- We need to confirm the venue ASAP, and we've got catering quotes and...

Oh, hi, Cheryl. - Hi!

- So, what are we thinking, Friday the 14th? Full steam ahead?

- We're zoning in on the Dexter Club.

- The Dexter? How much is that?

- We're a bit worried about budget...

- Whoa! I hope you're not a problem person, Priana, are you?

Is she?

- As the college representative...

- Oh, fuck the college! The academy is paying.

- Uh, hang on, since when?

We have an allocated budget for this event.

- Yeah, but these guys have been telling me

that it's always such a piddly little low-key thing

with bad food and boring speeches.

Now you've got ME involved, it has to have the spirit

of Disruptive Exploration.

Which means we put our hands in our pockets and we show people.

Just because it's green doesn't mean there isn't free champagne!

Shall we talk about the guest list?

There will be press. - Since when?!

We're supporting these students through college,

not turning them into celebrities.

- Oh, my darling. You will still be the star attraction, I promise.

- That's not... - Especially in your

dragon-themed dressing gown.

- It's NOT a dressing gown!

- I need you guys to brainstorm famous people that you know.

It's got to be huge, but also at the same time exclusive, so...

Go, go, go, go, go!

- I don't know any famous people.

Oh, Juno Fish?

She's quite well-known locally - and she designed my gown.

I'm sure she'd come.

- Alice?

Can we have a word, please?

- So, I finally had a call from the mechanics

with an estimate for the car. Wonderful, I think.

I can take this to Alice and we can discuss a repayment plan.

But then Lionel comes in with a big red face,

telling me THESE have arrived.

Someone ran a red light on the A34,

out near the Peartree Roundabout

and incurred a £100 fine.

And before you get into more trouble by denying it,

it's timed and dated about half an hour before you drove into a tree.

- Oh, God. I'm so sorry.

- and someone has been parking

illegally outside Temptress Nightclub

and has accumulated over £3,000 worth of tickets!

- That's not me! - Well, it certainly wasn't me.

And it wasn't Lionel, so...

And can you please explain to me

what's been happening in the storeroom?

Poppy told me she saw you down there with a lady,

working on one of your OWN designs. Care to comment?

I'll leave these with you.

- Nobody uses cash any more, do they? Except you.

Always asking me to go to the cash machine.

I didn't even think about it. Till I found this.

- What's that? - Your cocaine, Juno.

It was in your car.

- You know what? You know who I think that belongs to?

- Go on.

- Nina.

- The nanny.

- Well, think about it. She's been driving Poppy round for the past...

- Juno... - What?

- What's Lionel going to say? Hmm?

You promised him when you had kids...

- Please don't tell Lionel!

Please, Alice! You don't have to pay the stupid fines,

and I'll talk to him about the car, I promise.

- Fine. Great. Thanks.

And I want a promotion. Junior designer.

My designs are good.

People with excellent taste love them!

- Like who? - Like...

Like...

- I'm sorry, Alice, but I am not going to be blackmailed!

- OK, fine. But from now on, I'm sticking to my job description!

I'll do agendas, diaries, marketing, travel.

But anything beyond that - no.

You can fetch your own coffee.

You can take your own kids to nursery.

You can open your own post!

And I'm taking a holiday.

- Saattut Climate Academy, how can I help you?

- Red Fox? It's Lone Wolf.

- Ah, it's you! Finally.

Did you get it? - Affirmative.

I have Thumper.

- Uh-huh. Copy that.

And you'll deliver it for me, yeah?

- Yes, of course. Do you have the address?

- Uh, no, I don't have a recent address,

you might have to look it up, um...

Bear with me. - Affirmative.

- Does it have red eyes? - Yes. As requested.

- Ha-ha-ha! Good man!

- It wasn't easy to locate one with red eyes.

I had to call in a favour from an old flame in...

- Erm, hang on, let me call you back. - Oh...

- No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no...

- Where the FUCK IS IT?!

- Oh, hello. I'm trying to reach Mr Timothy Evans.

Yes, uh, I can hold.

- Is Kelly here today?

Can I leave a message?

Hi, Kelly, my name's Alice.

I got your number from your colleague.

I think that you might know a man I'm looking for, called Robert,

or Robbie. Anyway, can you call me back?

- What's all this gobbledygook?

- Hang on.

- Shit! Ow. Hello?

- I'm here to see Ms Dartmouth?

- Oh, yes, er, come in.

- Hi, er, sorry.

I'm Lola. Um, did we have something in the diary?

- Uh, yes! - Oh, my secretary's on holiday, um, catch me up.

Is this... Is this a new case?

- Er, no, it's not a case.

I just wanted a quick chat about Dr Robert Chance?

- Uh, why? Um, what about him?

- Do you know him? - Barely.

I-I, uh, I met him a few times through a client. But, uh...

- When did you FIRST meet him?

- Are you a journalist? - No, no...

- What, then? - I'm conducting an investigation.

- What kind of investigation? - On behalf of an interested party.

- Who? - I can't tell you that yet.

- Well, like I said, I met Dr Chance through a client.

I hardly know the man. - And which client would that be?

- Sorry... What's this about? Who ARE you?

Can I see some ID? - Sure!

Oh...

Yep...

I must have left it... Yeah.

But, listen, has your client ever given him any money?

Invested in his academy? - Dr Chance doesn't seek investment -

quite the opposite. His academy provides money for scholarships.

That information is publicly available on his website.

- It's just...

..there's a situation.

Dr Chance is in the habit of making promises he can't keep.

- Look, I'm sorry, I-I don't know who you are

but I can't...I mean, I don't WANT to get involved!

So just...leave me alone!

- "A clear, cold night enveloped Arathdoon in peaceful darkness,

"but Doonathra was troubled by an uneasy sense of dread.

"Beyond the slumbering city she could hear the dragons murmur

"across the wind. 'Beware the Knight of Spires,' came the haunting growl.

" 'For he is an enemy so subtle, he could have a weapon at your throat,

" 'while all you see is his smile. You must be patient.'

"Doonathra brooded,

"knowing that for now all she could do was bide her time and keep watch.

"But the Knight of Spires stalked her thoughts

"like a wolf on the flock."

- Red Fox?

- Did you get it done?

- As requested.

- Anyone follow you here? - No chance.

Any word on your Filofax?

- She's got it. - You sure it's not the American?

- I mean, no.

I can't be sure of anything.

Christ, I'm naive!

This is why women always end up taking advantage of me.

- So what's the plan? What do we do?

- The only thing we CAN do.

We accelerate Operation Goose and then move straight on to phase six.

- Is the Goose ready? - I hope so.

She really is the most extraordinary woman.

- You think she'll go for it?

- Perhaps.

If we bring in The Captain.

Now hit me. - Oh, Christ...

- Don't be a pussy. Just hit me!

- Thank you.

Obviously it's great for the extra student.

- He's changing her life!

- He's only contributing half the finances

and he's getting a co-sponsorship credit,

and an association with your brand, your trust, your years of hard work,

not to mention a direct affiliation with the university.

- He's already affiliated with the university -

and without his contribution,

there's no way the college would have agreed.

- There are other ways to raise money if you set your mind to it.

- Like selling my TV rights to Scott Maran - that kind of thing?

- No.

And I resent your boyfriend's accusation

that I am encouraging you to make decisions

on a purely financial basis.

- When did he say that?

- "Read the small print!" - Oh, come on! He was joking!

- Did you see me laughing?

- I know you don't approve.

- No, I don't disapprove,

but I do... - Please don't say you worry about me.

- All right, I won't say it.

It's just...

- What is it?

- Oh, Cher...

I have to go.

I've got a meeting.

Mwah. It's lovely to see you.

Just...

..take a look at his social media.

As someone who's always been very private,

he's made your life very, very public.

- "Doonathra's heart grew cold

"and she finally understood the terrible truth.

"She had waited too long.

"There was no undoing her fate."

- She's crazy!

- "No way back..."

He must think I'm completely mad.

I'm losing my marbles!

- She's doolally.

- "Betrayal hung heavy about her heart, an icy mist."

- It's just you and me!

- "She finally understood the true toll of the sacrifices

"she had made - kinship and truth."

Ralph?

- Oh, Cheryl. I'm afraid, you've had a break-in -

and they've hurt Rob.

- What? What do you mean? - They were wearing masks.

I couldn't... - I just spoke to Simon. It's worse than we thought.

It's more than one. - Jesus Christ - how many? - They think ten.

- Ten?! - Get hold of Crake! Now!

- Rob...

Who's that man? What's happening in my house?

- That's JD. He's my lawyer.

He's here because the academy's been attacked.

- Initial reports just say arson attack,

but now it seems there's an ongoing situation.

- I don't understand. Why would someone attack a climate academy?

And why break in here?

What - what were they looking for?

- We do a lot of sensitive research into big pharma and big oil,

and there are certain individuals, organisations,

governments who want to get hold of it

and when I refused to open the safe, they...

- Crake can't release any cash from your trust.

Liabilities inequities. Says it won't clear till Friday.

- Friday?! It'll be dead by Friday! - Who'll be dead? Rob?!

- Cheryl, you cannot breathe a word of this to anyone - do you understand?

- Mm. - Drink this.

Whoever attacked the academy has taken ten of my researchers hostage.

There is a ransom demand.

Now, obviously I can afford it, but my trust manager isn't playing ball.

I have got £6 million sitting in a Swiss bank account,

and I cannot get access to it.

Ralph has been incredibly generous,

but we are still short by over 100,000, and time's running out.

- I wish I could help - I just...

- What, um, DO you have, liquid-wise, that you could get hold of tonight?

- Tonight?! A... A f-few thousand?

- A few thousand? Is that it? - Well, Lance was sick for a very long time.

I've been through most of our savings.

And the rest is still in probate.

The only place I keep that sort of money

is the scholarship account, but...

- The scholarship account?

- But it's... It's not mine.

- No, you're right. Half of it's mine. - A third. And that's not...

- Just forget it! It-It doesn't matter!

Forget I said anything! It's my problem!

Just... Just go and get some sleep.

- Wake up. We need you.

- Lance, dear? What is it?

- JD has been through the legalities.

He's got the website up. We just need the password.

- What website? - Your brilliant idea about using the scholarship.

Just until Friday. We have spoken to Crake.

- What do you mean, "use the scholarship"? I said...

- We'll transfer the money from the Harker Scholarship account

into one of my offshores,

then, when my funds are released, we rectify the financials ASAP.

- Hang on, hang on...

- Cheryl, darling, if we don't get the activists out of Greenland,

they are going to be murdered.

- I thought they were researchers? - Jesus!

They're activist researchers! Do you really want to discuss semantics?!

- I'm sorry. I'm just thinking through implications.

- No, no, no, I'M sorry. They live or they die - does that help?

- That's not what I mean.

I meant... Oh, I need to call Lola.

- JD's a lawyer. Yes?

- I've been through the legalities, you're the only signatory

on the trust account, so there's no reason you can't release the money.

- Who said that?! - Who said there's no reason?

- Who said I'm the only signatory? - Does it matter?

We can worry about the details when there aren't lives at stake!

The money will be back into the account

before anyone else knows it's even happened!

- They've sent a recording.

- Please, no!

Oh... - Please, Cheryl. - We just need the password, Cheryl.

- Just enter the password!

- Please!

- Wait. What's he doing?

- It's OK. - In a moment, your bank will call to take you through

some security questions. Don't indicate any of this is happening

or people will die. Do you understand?

- Thank you!

- Oh...

You must be Kelly.

- I know him.

His name's Bobby.

Bobby Martin.

Did he ask you to come?

- Oh, no, no, it...it's nothing like that. I, um...

I used to know him. I'm just...

- Oh, well, he used to be my boyfriend.

So... - Uh-huh.

- Funny - I can talk about it now,

but if you'd have asked me six months ago...

How is he?

- He's OK.

- Cos it was, um, one of them toxic relationships.

Yeah. Um, a sort of chemical reaction.

You just push each other's buttons.

I'm, um, I'm not meant to have, um, contact.

Poor Bobby put up with a lot of shit...from me.

But that was, um, that was before my diagnosis,

so I-I was out of control, and perceiving things all wrong.

And, um, I had, like, stuff in my past

that I hadn't quite dealt with and, um...

- Sorry, can I just ask, did he ever get you to invest in anything?

Or lend him money?

- No, no, um, the opposite, really.

Thing is, I-I sort...

I sort of, um, had a bit of a habit, and...

..so I was doing some escorting,

and, um, well Bobby used to look after my money for me.

You know, so I didn't go crazy and spend it all...

..and that's actually what caused our final break-up in the end

because, um, I wanted to buy a train ticket to go and see my mum,

and, um, Bob said no.

So, you know, we ended up...

Police. The works.

I got sectioned.

- How? Er, why?

- Oh, um, I...

I smashed a bottle and apparently I, um, threatened to kill him.

And that's how I got my diagnosis.

Oh, it explained everything.

My behaviour,

why I can get so unreasonable -

and when they explain it to you, it's amazing.

You, you go, "Right, OK,

"so the world isn't against me,

"it's just me.

"It's just the way I am."

And you can learn ways to not be like that any more.

- Not to be angry?

- I-I-I didn't just snap my fingers.

I, um, I retrained.

I found things that resonated with me.

Like, um, like wellness.

In a way, Bobby was the one who...who pointed me onto that path.

He always said I needed help.

He used to say the same to me.

When we were married.

- Sorry, uh...

You and Bobby?

When was this?

- A long time ago now, but...

He never told you he was married?

When we first met, he treated me like a goddess.

Best boyfriend I've ever had. Bar none.

Then, when we got married...

..it was like...

I mean, he said I changed.

He said I had unrealistic expectations of marriage -

but whatever it was, there was no getting through to him.

He just...denied everything I was feeling,

to the point where, over time,

it became easier just to live in a world in which we both accepted

that - I - was completely unreasonable.

He used to track my periods on a chart in the kitchen...

..and when it was my time of the month,

he used to make this huge deal

about how I was going to be even crazier than usual.

And it was true.

I...forgot plans.

Kept finding things in odd places. I thought I was going crazy.

And the worst thing is,

somebody tried to warn me about him, and I didn't believe them.

And by the time I did... Sorry, I...

I've never told anyone about this.

All I'm trying to say is...

You're not...

It's not...

It might not all be you.

You see?

And the thing is, Kelly,

I really, really, really need your help.

And not just me.

Other people too.

There are other people just like us.

- Robert Gray...from Dulwich...

Graduated Barnard College 1988.

I phoned the records office. They confirmed it.

- Did they?

- I spoke with the Timothy boy. He seems very nice.

Robbie was his roommate. - And is he going to help us?

- I'm sorry, love, I did try,

but he says he doesn't want to get involved.

Can you believe it? He went to Oxford! - No.

- And his real name's Robert Gray.

- Robbie would not get into Oxford.

- He'd already been there when you married him!

- I didn't marry Robert Gray.

I married Robbie Graham.

And he didn't have scars on his back, did he?

From his childhood? Burns? - Burns?

- No way!

- How many more lies, Robbie?

- If we can prove he married you with a false name...

..isn't that a crime? - Prove it how?

I burned all the wedding photos when we lost the house, remember?

Idiot.

Shit!

Cheryl - again.

Oh, God, oh, God. - You can't avoid her forever.

Answer it!

- Here we go.

Hello? - Juno, hi, it's Cheryl.

I just wondered if you'd got my invitation

to the scholarship announcement party at the Dexter Club

this evening? Rob's officially becoming a partner.

- The party? Oh, er, yes!

- Um, I'm feeling a bit...

- What?

- I mean, it would just be nice to have a chat.

I didn't know who else to call, and I know you won't judge me.

Perhaps we could speak tonight?

Something strange is happening.

- I, er... Of course, I'll see you there.

- Thanks, Juno.

- Well?

- He hasn't told her.

She still thinks I'm Juno.

Of course he hasn't told Cheryl!

Why do I believe a single word he says?

He's not after investment for his academy.

- You what, now? - Lola told me he's involved in scholarships.

He's after Cheryl's trust money!

Shit! We need to warn Cheryl.

- Right! I'm off!

- What the devil's that?

- A bunny. I found it in the driveway.

- You found it?!

- You all right, love?

You don't look yourself.

- No, I-I'm...fine.

I'm... It's nothing.

Hope it's magic! - Ha! Bye.

- Now, Kelly's agreed to help us.

Is there anyone else? Who do we have left?

Who's Joyce Ransome?

- The lady in Bristol.

She said she's willing to talk, but not over the phone.

I thought I might head down there.

- No, no, no, there's no time for that! Who else?

We need to warn Cheryl. - Hold up, I-I thought we said we...

- No, I know there's a good chance she won't believe us, Dad,

but we have to risk it. He's getting her

to go into partnership with his scam - in public.

We can't let that happen.

And she's already started to doubt herself.

Losing her compass. I can hear it in her voice.

Either he's speeding things up or...or we have let it go too far.

Either way, we need to tell her now, before it's too late!

I'll call Kelly.

We just have to hope she's enough to convince Cheryl.

And if she doesn't believe us, at least one day she'll know we tried.

- Oh...

- You ready?

Let's go change some young lives.

- Have we heard from JD yet?

About the money?

- Not yet.

- I'm feeling bad I never told Priana.

Maybe I should mention it tonight.

- There's no need. We'll have all the cash back in the account

before she has breakfast tomorrow, OK?

Now, then, I want you to stop worrying and enjoy your night.

- Because tonight...

..is all about you!

- How you doing?

Can I ask you for a comment?

- Sure, sure, um, I'm so delighted to be here,

what a fantastic cause, what...

What an evening it's going to be!

- Thank you, everyone! And welcome!

Just to give you a heads up, we'll be doing the official presentation

and a couple of speeches in about 15 minutes.

- Kelly. Come in.

- Why are there photographers outside?

You... You said it was a dinner.

- It's all fake - don't believe any of it.

Trust me.

Let's find Cheryl.

We don't have much time.

- It's, it's a philosophy, I think probably more than that - it's a...

- It doesn't look fake.

This party looks pretty fucking real!

God. There he is.

- Don't focus on him. OK? Ignore him.

Whatever happens, just keep your focus on her.

We wait for him to be distracted, then we go up to her,

and we start talking. Start talking as loud as we can

and don't stop, whatever he does or says or...

- Can't we... Can't we wait? I'm just feeling a bit...

- Me too.

But if we let them announce this partnership,

it'll destroy everything Cheryl's worked for.

People will start blaming her for what he's doing -

we can't let that happen.

We can do this.

OK? We're strong.

- Oh, Juno, darling. Have you heard of the Saattut Climate Academy?

- Sorry? - And why are we all talking about it

as though it were Harvard Business School? Oh, hang on, Juno.

- Who's Juno?!

- Champagne? Can I confess something awful?

I'm not a big fan of Dr Robert Chance.

I've known Cheryl for years.

And suddenly, it's as if I can't get through to her.

As if she's under a spell. - Mm.

- I mean, what does she see in him? Can you explain it?

- I can and I can't.

I'm so sorry, Regina, would you excuse me, I just need to...

Kelly?

- Back in a sec.

- Ms Harker! - Oh, my two scholars!

- Oh, my God, thank you so much, Ms Harker.

Thank you so much for everything.

We just can't believe this is happening! This party is amazing!

- Er, so sorry to interrupt...

- Oh, excuse me.

- I'm heading off.

- Oh, no, really?

I was just coming to find you.

- I take it you didn't speak to him.

About him centring himself,

even in situations where it's entirely inappropriate.

- I...I'm going to.

Something came up.

- I'll call you in a couple of weeks.

You take some time to, you know...

Wake up!

- Charge you glasses, everyone.

We'll be announcing the winners in five minutes.

- Bobby?

- Kelly.

What the fuck?

- If that's your name...

Is it? - Of course it's my name.

What are you doing here?

Are you off your meds?

Have you been drinking?

- No, no, I haven't come here to cause a scene.

A lady came to see me and...

..she said all these, all these things about you.

- I know exactly the lady you're talking about.

And I know why she asked you to come here.

And I know when you're not OK.

How much have you taken? - Nothing!

Honestly, I promise...

- Come on.

Let's get you out of here.

- Cheryl, can I have a word?

- Juno! I'm so pleased you made it!

People have been admiring my gown.

- Are you OK? What happened?

- Nothing! I'm fine!

Isn't it a good party?

Ah...

Sorry about that phone call.

There are really very few people you can trust in this world.

You realise that when someone gets ill.

You find out who your friends are.

That's what they say, isn't it?

Turns out, I didn't have many.

Not really.

Oh, at first, when he was diagnosed and there was all the drama,

people sent messages.

"Please let me know if there's anything we can do, Cheryl!

"Anything!"

But two years down the line,

you're caring for a husband who doesn't recognise you,

sitting on a mountain of dirty laundry,

you haven't washed or slept or eaten,

or even left the house for three weeks,

and you've got a toothache

and you need to go to the dentist

but you can't find... a single person...

..who'll come and sit with him for a couple of hours.

- Cheryl? What are you doing hiding in here?

- Oh...

- Juno, how are you?

Everything OK? - I'm just...

..feeling a bit emotional being here without Lance.

I was just telling Juno what a lovely party you organised,

wasn't I, Juno?

Sorry.

- You can relax, by the way.

I just got this from JD. It's gone back in.

My researchers are on a plane to Copenhagen.

Your money is all back where it belongs.

Come on.

- Where are you?

Please come back.

- Come with me.

- Robbie?! Let go of me!

- I thought we agreed you were going to move on, Alice.

I can't protect you from Cheryl if you keep showing up like this.

- You haven't TOLD Cheryl. - Of course I've told Cheryl!

- Question is, why not? Have you lied about me?

Pretended I don't exist? - You need help, Alice. You know that?

- You need a new line. I'm not who I used to be.

- Oh, I think you are.

Peculiar little Alice Newman and her kooky outfits.

Poor old Cheryl looks ridiculous in that gown. - She looks fabulous!

- Are you trying to humiliate her?

- I see you, Robbie.

I see who you are.

I see what you are.

- Oh, cut the shit, will ya?!

Give it back to me, right now, and I'll let you walk away.

- Give what back?

- I don't know what possible use it could be to you,

but I know you took it. And I want it back.

- No.

- Give. It. Back.

- I'm not going to do as you say any more.

I'm never going to go away and I'm never going to give it back.

- Now, listen to me, you fucking lunatic.

You will leave me alone.

- Leave my fiancee alone.

And stop poking your nose into my business.

Stop trying to do whatever the FUCK it is you are trying to do.

You will drop this.

Or I'll hurt you.

I will hurt you.

You understand?

- Jesus, clean yourself up.

You dirty bitch.

- Oh, Cheryl, darling!

Thank you for the invitation.

What a fabulous evening and such a fantastic cause.

- Thank you.

I'm so sorry, have we...?

- I'm Juno Fish!

And this is my husband, Lionel.

Listen, we're having a little soiree in a couple of weeks.

Would you and Dr Chance like to come?

I'll have my assistant call you. Love your robe, by the way.

Fabulous!

Oh, excuse me.

- Took a wrong turn by the loo!

The winners of The Harker Scholarship Trust

are Chioma and Sandrine.

Thanks to our new official partner, Dr Robert Chance.