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- So lucky!

- She's so lucky!

- Hello there! I'm Dr Robert Chance.

Come in from the wild winds of Oxfordshire

into Arathdoon!

- Welcome!

- This is Cheryl, my lovely lady friend.

AKA CR Harker,

the famous author!

Are you ready for the grand tour?

- This is where all seven books were written.

- Dragons!

There's quite a few of those around here!

We love dragons!

This is where the magic happens! - Rob!

- What's down there, Cheryl?

- That's the Mind Maze.

I designed it myself.

I have a map of the whole thing, that I keep under lock and key.

- You've got the key, I've got the secret.

So, why are we showing you around our humble dwelling? I hear you ask.

Cheryl?

- Because this house...

- And the reason for this little vid...

- Yes, is this year's venue...

..for the Myths, Legends

& Fantasy Literary Ball!

- I'm Dr Robert Chance.

- And we look forward to welcoming you,

creators, publishers, artists, and fans

to this, our very own fantasy land

Arathdoon!

- We hope you can make it!

Darling, you were fabulous! - Ugh!

- I hate being on camera.

- Now listen to me, you fucking lunatic,

you will leave me alone.

Leave my fiancee alone.

And stop poking your nose into my business.

You will drop this.

- I knew it!

I'm back!

Bill says you're not well.

- How was it?

- Oh, you sound rough!

Yeah, it was, er, great.

I now know how to saw a lady in half.

Anyway, I just came to see if you need anything?

Lemsip?

Snack?

Get some fresh air in the field?

Voicemail received Monday, 1:02pm.

- Alice, it's me.

I think the holiday should come to an end now, don't you?

See you in the morning, I hope.

- Voicemail received Tuesday at...

- Me again. Where are you? This has gone beyond a joke.

- Voicemail received...

- It's me. Do you actually want to be fired?

- Now listen to me, you fucking lunatic.

- Hello?

Hey, Alley Cat. How's it going?

Listen, I'm just in the neighbourhood, thought I'd give you a call.

I must say, I do like your pink house.

It's so you!

And, oh, your little boy.

Isn't he a cutie?

Those gorgeous locks.

Anyway, just wondering if you'd managed to find my Filofax.

Cos you should probably give it back now, don't you think?

You don't want people thinking you're a crazy little bunny boiler!

Whatever the fuck it is you are trying to do!

- Mummy, don't!

I'm back! Wait till you hear what...

Oh, hello.

Is Alice at work?

- Very much not.

Where've you been this early on a Wednesday morning?

- I, er, just visiting a friend.

I need to talk to her.

- Well, you'd better look at this first.

Here, I found it in the bin.

I told you it wasn't flu.

- What? Juno let her go?

- Yeah, and she said nothing.

There's more to this, isn't there?

- She's not well.

- What's going on?

- Let me talk to her.

- This is about him, isn't it?

What's happened?

- You...take the lad to school.

Try not to worry.

So...

..I've just been to see Joyce Ransome.

- Not now, Dad.

- She's happy to go on the record.

But you should hear her story, love.

The things he's told her!

What's happened with Juno?

- She fired me.

- You can fix it, though?

Talk to her?

What are you doing?

- I'm trying to get hold of Kelly.

- Why, what's going on?

- Nothing.

- Well, what happened at that party?

You said you changed your mind about telling Cheryl Harker.

You said we needed more witnesses.

- Yeah, well, I changed my mind about everything.

- But why?

What's he done?

- Nothing!

It's not him.

It's me.

I've made some very poor decisions, Dad.

I've done it all wrong.

- No, you haven't.

We've made progress.

We've got Joyce Ransome,

we've got Kelly.

I've made contact with an American who I think may be connected.

And I've found records for three potential Robert Grays

from East Dulwich online,

and I've applied for their birth certificates.

- Could you take this to the post for me?

- What's this?! - Please, Dad.

Today.

It's important.

- What are you going to be doing?

- I'm going back to the beginning.

There's someone I need to apologise to.

- What does that mean?

You would tell me, wouldn't you?

If something had happened?

Oh, darling...

..would you mind? - Yeah.

- What do you think about Costa Rica?

- In what sense?

- As a honeymoon destination!

- I need to show you something.

It's been bugging me since the party.

That woman who introduced herself as Juno Fish.

Turns out she really is Juno Fish.

I looked her up.

- Um...

OK, and...?

- And? And my new friend who rescued Goblin,

and made my dragon gown,

she's called Alice Newman.

And she's Juno Fish's assistant.

- I'm not sure I understand.

- Nor do I.

The point is,

this isn't Juno Fish.

This is Alice Newman.

- Uff.

I have never seen her before in my life.

- You've never see...

You got into her van!

She came to the party!

- And said she was Juno Fish?

- No! What?

She came here and said she was Juno Fish!

- When?

Are you feeling all right, sweetheart?

- No, I'm not feeling all right!

I feel like I'm going mad!

- Where are you going?

- I'm going to speak to Alice Newman

and find out why she's been lying!

- Wait!

There's something I need to tell you.

- I know you don't know me, but I know him

and I know you can't trust him.

He'll take everything that matters to you and destroy it.

Get away from him now before it's too late.

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

- I don't want a drink.

- You might.

You are the most compassionate, wonderful,

intelligent woman I have...

- Just...

..get on with it!

- When I said I'd never been married...

..that was a lie.

I don't talk about it because it was an extremely unhappy,

toxic relationship

and I feel disloyal

discussing my ex-wife's misdemeanours.

But suffice to say, her actions left me with scars.

Emotional...

..and physical.

- I'm very sorry to hear that,

but how is that relevant to...?

- Because...

..it's...

..it's her.

- What's her?

- She's Juno Fish!

Only, she's not Juno Fish, is she?

She's my ex-wife.

- Juno Fish is your ex-wife?

- Juno Fish is a prominent homeware designer

that my ex-wife has been impersonating

in order to stalk us.

My ex-wife,

the woman in that photograph...

..is Alice Newman.

- You just said that you'd never seen her before.

- Because you caught me off guard.

- I'm very confused.

- I have been so desperate to tell you.

- You tried to make me think I was going mad!

- I think you misunderstood me.

- I don't think I did.

- If... Ju...

If I can just finish.

- I used to think trying to get the truth out of him was like...

..trying to chase a mouse round your skirting board

You'd know you were just an inch away from having it

and suddenly, whoosh!

He's off in a totally different direction.

- Something happened the other night...

..at the party.

I confronted her.

Told her to keep away from you.

And she assaulted me.

- Juno assaulted you?

Or not Juno.

What did she do?

Did you report it to the police?

- Would they believe me?

- Sorry to interrupt.

Lola's here.

- You said to pop round?

- Did I?

- I've got the paperwork you wanted to speed up Lance's probate.

- When did I ask for that?

Look, can you, er, wait in the other room?

I won't be a minute.

Why didn't you say something to me the moment you saw her

or when she turned up at the party?

- Because...

..because I'm scared of her, all right?

I didn't tell you because I know how you are about vulnerability,

and I didn't want you to think any less of me.

- How I am about vulnerability?!

If you're scared, why did you get into a car with her?

- I wanted to keep her away from you.

I didn't know what she was planning

because she's been threatening me.

She said that if I told you the truth, she would accuse me of...

..horrible lies.

And I am in an impossible situation...

..because, of course, quite rightly...

..the woman is always believed.

There's a connection, see, between this kind of behaviour

and your common, everyday domestic violence.

The same false promises,

scare tactics, coercion.

And the victims get the same response

why didn't you leave?

Why didn't you tell?

Why didn't you see what was happening before it was too late?

- Sorry to drop in on you like this.

Do you have a moment?

- No, not really.

- It is somewhat pressing.

- Come in.

Oh, hi, Priana.

- Um... - Someone's been shopping!

- Actually, Cheryl, there is something pressing I need to talk to you about

and I've got another meeting to get to, so...

- Give me two minutes, Lola.

How can I help?

- I'm sure it's nothing to worry about, it's just...

..we've been trying to make the payment for the additional care

and it's not going through.

- Sorry?

Not going through?

Why?

- They say there are no funds in the Scholarship account.

- Cheryl?

- I'll get it.

- Can you call the bank?

- Yes, of...of course, I er...

- Oh!

Sorry, let me...

It might be them.

Hello?

- Good morning, is that Ms Harker? - Yes, speaking.

- My name is Jill and I'm calling from Standwell and Basic Life Insurance.

Is now a good time to talk?

- No, it's not!

- Please tell me it's not true!

- Danni, hi!

Are you OK?

- No, I'm not OK.

Why is there a home gym in here?

I've only just seen on social media that you're engaged.

- What? What social media? Who?

- Everyone's social media.

Cee, it's all over social media!

And the ball.

Why's he doing it with you?

- It's just a video.

I agreed to that weeks ago.

- Oh, my God.

It is true!

Can't you see what's happening?

He's using you, Cee!

He's a...

Oh he's a trumped-up, manipulative twat!

I can't stand him! I just want to...

- Cheryl?

- Can you just...?

- Sebastian wants an update, I need to call him as soon as possible.

- Hang on!

- Cee?

- I'll be back.

Rob! - Are you OK?

- No, I'm not OK!

I'm checking the Scholarship fund account.

Priana says it's empty.

- Does she? How odd.

It can't be!

- Oh, God.

It is empty.

It's empty!

But you showed me the screenshot.

JD did the transfer?

- Of course he did.

It's probably just not showing up yet.

Perhaps some delay with the security protocols.

- What security protocols?

- Oh, she's here. Yes, I'm with her now, Sebastian.

Have you spoken to the bank?

- I, er, not yet.

I just... - I'm so sorry, Cheryl, I just really need you to sign these papers.

You did say it in your email that it was urgent.

- I didn't send an email!

- Are you coming back?

- What should I tell Sebastian?

- Sorry, Cheryl, you did send me an email.

- Cheryl, he's waiting. - Are you feeling all right, sweetheart?

- Cee? - Cheryl? - Do you want me to trim the hedges?

- Cheryl? Darling?

- Cheryl? - Cheryl?

- Right! That's it!

Go away!

All of you!

I don't want you here!

- This is what happens...

- Cheryl.

- I can't do this right now!

I'm losing my mind!

Just get out!

- Talk to me, sweetheart.

I'm really worried about you.

- Where's the money, Rob?

- It's there, I promise.

It just might not be visible.

- Shouldn't it show up as incoming?

- I'm sure it will.

As soon as the protocols are complete.

- I want to believe you.

I want to believe you because the alternative is...

But this outlandish story about Juno, or whoever she is, stalking me...!

And now the money.

I just can't think straight!

- Well, to be fair, she's stalking me

- Is she?

So, when she found my dog, was that just a coincidence?

- Christ.

I don't know.

Remember, I...

..I did say she'd kidnapped him,

even before I knew who she was.

- What does she want?

- She wants me.

Hey, Alice. Where's my Filofax?

Give it back.

What you did to me at that party was assault.

Alice, I've reported you to the police.

Alice Newman.

Did the police come for you yet?

Hmm? Hmm?

- Yes? - Claudia?

- Do I know you?

- I'm Alice...

..Newman.

I...

..just came to say, I've never forgotten,

that night when you tried to warn me

and the letter you wrote me.

I'm so sorry.

I thought you were mad.

But it's me.

I'm mad.

I'm a shit person who makes shit choices

and...

..I want you to know

that I will regret it

for the rest of my life.

Not listening to you.

Not believing you when you tried to tell me what he was really like.

- You'd better come in.

Still nothing showing?

What about security protocols?

Say, from an offshore account?

Don't worry, I can check again.

Oh!

- Oh, God!

Well, Alice Newman.

You've got balls,

going after him like that.

- I haven't got balls. I'm an idiot.

I'm only sorry I didn't come sooner.

I got carried away.

I was looking for justice.

Thinking I was some kind of...

..something I'm not.

But I've made everything worse.

And now there's other people in danger.

- But it's not you, though, is it?

But actually...

..it sort of is.

It's your kindness,

your willingness to trust.

That's what he exploits.

He capitalises on crisis.

Your dad had just had that accident when you met him, right?

Any crisis will do, individual or global.

That's the real cruelty of what he does.

He gets you when you think the worst has happened.

And then he tells you he's got the answers

and he's the only one who can fix it.

The crisis is real but his solution is fake.

And you know what?

He's never going to stop.

It's a bit of a shock seeing you again after all this time.

But, I understand why you're here.

Have a look at this.

He's your classic predator.

Take it from one who knows.

He'll keep on hunting.

Go on, have a look.

It doesn't matter where we go,

he finds us in the end.

- These are from Robbie?

- That's from a few weeks ago.

Post marked Oxford.

- But why?

- I dared to have my own mind.

- Um, what about the police?

Have they...?

- They're very sympathetic.

But I can't prove it's him.

What did he do to you?

- Nothing, I just...

- Hey!

- Have you got any paint?

I want to do a banner for the demo.

- Zoe, love,

this lady's just leaving.

Will you give me a minute?

- Time's running out.

- She's been arrested at four different climate protests.

Meanwhile, her father continues to walk the Earth, unchallenged.

One tiny speck of DNA is his only input.

And, yeah,

I was pregnant when I came to see you that night but you never let me say.

- So sorry, Claudia.

Does he know?

- He tried to make me get rid of her.

Thought it would put you off marrying him!

As I say, I disobeyed him.

And he's never forgiven me!

- Ah, I hear congratulations are in order.

I'm so pleased for you both.

- What's all this?

- Oh, it's just a...

..a minor financial blip.

It's nothing to worry about.

How are you, my dear?

Eh?

Floating on air?

- Sorry!

- I wanted to talk to you about that night.

The academy? The hostages?

- Hush, hush, hush!

The walls have ears!

What did you, er, want to talk about?

- Rob and JD assured me that the money would be repaid by Friday,

but for some reason, the bank says

there's no sign of a transfer

and I'm feeling...

- Do you need it right now?

- My students need it.

That money's not mine to lend!

- You did it to save lives!

- But I still need it back.

I am going to get it back?

- They're watching us, you know.

The Russians, the Saudis, the CIA.

None of them wants us to solve this.

- Watch your backs!

- Why would they be watching us?

- It...it...it sounds silly, doesn't it?

I know I mean it sounds...

..surreal,

but the stakes couldn't be higher.

- But that night, was it real? Did it really...?

- But of course it was real!

Don't...don't... You mustn't question it!

Rob is like a son to me

and he's a good man.

He has to be, because the cost to my foundation,

to the entire movement if he isn't...

No, no, no, no,

it's unthinkable!

And...

..to your scholarship.

No-one will understand why you used the...

- I don't have that kind of money.

- Then you must find a way to get it.

Just pay the money back.

Because you trust Rob.

And you know his heart!

- All clear, boss.

- JD to Red Fox, confirming that phase seven is under way.

Are you OK? - I'm calling to say...

..please stop texting me.

It...it...it's harassment.

- I've been worried about you!

- Look, please don't.

I'm...I'm feeling more centred than I have in ages.

And, um,

actually I'm on the way to the airport.

Bobby's bought me a ticket to Koh Samui.

- Bobby has? - Yeah, he's going to come and join me as soon as he can.

He wants us to spend some time together.

Do some healing.

I guess I should be, um, thanking you, really,

for bringing him back into my orbit.

- Kelly, no! Please, just let me...

You need to know what he's capable of!

- Rob?

Rob!

I'm sorry I got held up!

Rob?

- When my mom died...

..I took to the road.

I said,

"I'm going to make that fucker pay."

That was ten years ago.

And every time I get close,

he just disappears.

You're through to Dr Robert Chance. Please, leave a message.

You're through to Dr Robert Chance. Please, leave a message.

- It's me! I thought we had dinner plans. Where are you?

- Why aren't you responding to my messages?

- With everything that's going on,

this really is the last thing I need right now.

OK?

- Just...

..call me back.

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

- Cheryl, I need to talk to you.

- Rob? - Cheryl?

Cheryl, I need you.

Did you post my parcel?

- No, and I'm not going to.

I'm not giving up!

We're this close!

- I'm scared, Dad.

- What of?

He's not going to hurt you. I won't let him.

- I went to see Claudia Rose.

- And?

- I needed to say...

..I was sorry.

- What for?

- Because...

..before I married Robbie,

she came to warn me.

And I still married him.

And I still let you invest in his scheme.

And I think that's why I wanted to catch him so badly.

Cos...

..deep down I've always known it was my fault.

- We got any loo roll?

What's going on here?

- I thought you'd taken Josh to your mam's.

- Oh, did you? Well, sorry I'm still here!

All right, you know what? I've had enough of this.

Tell me what's going on, right now...

..or I'll take Josh to my mum's and I flipping well won't come back!

Don't answer that! - I'm going to!

- Alice Newman? Mind if we come in?

So, Alice,

we had a report from a Mr Robert Chance.

- Saying what?!

- Mr Chance filed a report of an altercation between him and yourself

at the Dexter Club, last Friday night.

Do you know what he might have been referring to?

- Alice?

What's this?

What altercation?

Did you know about this?

- All right, it's OK.

Well, after he made the reports,

we checked on the CCTV from the club, Alice.

His allegation was that you had assaulted him,

but we don't think he was aware of the camera at the time.

It clearly showed he was the aggressor.

He's been arrested.

- What did he do?

What is this?

- You didn't tell your family, Alice?

- Why didn't you? - What's he been arrested for?

- He's been arrested on suspicion of ABH.

If he's charged, the case will go to court.

- ABH? What did he do?!

- I don't understand.

- We think we have enough evidence to press charges.

But it would be helpful if you are willing to make a statement.

Would you be comfortable with that?

- I...I think I would be, yep.

- That's great. Look, I know now's not a good time, so we'll be in touch.

And as part of his bail conditions he'll be forbidden to approach you or contact you, but...

- He's getting bail?

- We'll see ourselves out.

- I should get Josh over to Mum's.

- Are you coming back?

- Hedgehunter.

I spoke to a financial adviser

before I invested in the scheme.

"Hedgehunter" they were called.

They told me, in no uncertain terms,

not to give any money,

that it sounded like a scam.

But I thought it worth the risk.

I should have told you.

But all the time I've let you feel bad.

I let you go after him!

Oh, my baby.

My baby girl!

She's crazy.

- Oh, he's a trumped-up, manipulative twat...

Let me take care of you.

She's setting me up.

She's a vicious, bitter woman.

- And do you think they believe her?

- You don't know Alice.

- Thankfully, my lawyer's pretty sure it'll get thrown out of court,

but it's a bureaucratic nightmare

You've got to go to court?!

- Yeah, in two weeks.

I hope you'll come with me.

You are my fiancee!

- Where's the money, Rob?

- The bail money?

- The scholarship money! And don't give me any shit about protocols!

- Wow...

OK. Well...

Clearly, you're more concerned with the money than my psycho ex

who wants to annihilate me, or...

the 15 people who had their lives threatened, but - no problem -

I'll check in with JD...

- Ten people. - What?

Voicemail.

You know what? I've just remembered. He's in Islamabad.

- I thought you spoke to him this morning.

- Well, I did, because...

..he dialled in, but...

..it's... OK, I'll ask his secretary.

Oh, S-Susie! How's it going?

Yeah, any chance you could get hold of JD?

- Oh... - Oh, is he?

That's not surprising... It would be great...

- Thanks for meeting me. You've been gone ages.

- I've been driving round Oxford.

I thought, if I see him, I'm going to drive my van into the fucker.

- I take it you didn't?

- What I keep trying to work out is

why you feel you can't tell me stuff, Al.

- It's not you.

- "It's not you, it's me?" - Not like that. I just mean...

- What he did.

Not just the other day, when we were married. It's...

..made it very difficult for me to trust...

Anyone.

Even people I love.

Maybe, especially people I love.

But we were all right before, weren't we? Before all this?

- Were we?

You never wanted to get married to me...

I thought it was because he put you off,

now I'm thinking it's because...

..there's something...missing between us.

- There's nothing missing.

- I think there might be. - There's not!

It's just...

I never did the fucking paperwork.

To divorce him.

It was...expensive and...

..there were so many forms, and my head was a mess

and there was so much to sort out, and then the time went by,

and...and then I met you,

and by then, I'd told myself he was most likely dead, so many times,

that I just...

..sort of believed it.

- Paperwork?

- Just sodding paperwork.

- Are you angry with me?

I think I would've been before, but now I just...

I should've been there! I should've stopped him!

- You can't think like that.

- I can't help it.

- Are we going to be OK?

- After this is over,

it's just...you and me.

I'm sorry. You were right.

There's been an administrative error at the Swiss end,

but don't worry -

you - will - get your money back.

- How long?

- Three weeks.

Maximum. - Three weeks?

- Three grand.

That's just for starters.

- I've already paid the money back in.

- Have you?

- I spoke to Scott Maran,

he organised a fast payment in return for all sorts of ownership

over my book rights.

I couldn't risk the board finding out.

- Wow.

OK.

- It's done now, so...

Did you hurt that woman?

- I would never do that.

She attacked me, Cheryl.

She's deeply unwell.

Oh, Christ, what a mess. I'm so sorry.

I just don't want my past to destroy our future.

- I don't know, Rob.

- Just say the word and I'll go and you'll never hear from me again.

Or...

..let me stay?

Let me be by your side, every morning when you wake up,

let me take you out to restaurants,

let me be your plus one at stuffy lectures and exciting parties.

Let's get dressed up together and go to the ball.

Let me grow old with you.

Let me... take care of you.

You can trust me, Cheryl.

I promise you.

Once this is over,

it'll be just you and me.

- This ABH business, I looked it up.

It carries a maximum sentence of five years.

Five years!

It doesn't sound like much,

but he'll be out of her hair for a bit, anyway.

You look great, love.

How're you feeling? - Yeah, I'm ready, I think.

- Good! He won't wriggle out of this one.

Wait till Cheryl Harker finds out what he did.

Once you've stood in court and said your piece,

justice will finally be served!

We'll have his nuts in a fruit jar.

- Oh, God, there's press here. - Don't worry, darling, I've got this.

- Ms Harker...!

- I'm going to get us pushed to the end of the day

and hopefully, they'll give up on a story.

OK, yes. Thank you. Enough!

- Oh!

You look quite smart.

I always assumed you didn't know how.

- Eyes on the prize, Di.

Today's a good day...

..and it's all about Alice.

- Well, must say, makes me much less anxious about my funeral!

- ID, please. Any sharp items?

Metal items in the tray, please.

- Oh, God, how am I supposed to find our case? - I'll go and ask.

I mean, how desperate would you have to be?

- I suppose he's probably here somewhere.

- Well, he'll be in a cell...

..or something, I suppose?

- I'll have a scout about.

- Oh, behave yourself...

Whiplash. Trying to get some money off the judge...

- The CPS only handed it over this morning.

Apparently, the footage is quite...

- Darling, any chance you could get us a couple of coffees?

- From where? I don't know.

- There's a coffee machine on the third floor.

But you'll have to use the stairs. The lift's broken.

No sugar for me.

Clearly, it's a deep fake.

I smell Russians.

- Even so... I...

I think we need to talk about your plea.

- It's court 13,

but we can't go in yet.

There's been some kind of delay.

We have to listen out for the tannoy... - I've just seen them.

He's in a little room down at the end.

- Oh...

So he gets his own private room,

while we sit out here with the dregs of society?

- OK, well, just keep your eye on that door there.

That's court 13.

They can't start the trial without him. - Ooh...

..I forgot.

I found this.

I don't know how...

..but it managed to escaped the inferno.

I just thought, you know, it might...

..might be of use to you, for your investigation. Hmm?

OK...

- Oh...

..was such a gorgeous wedding.

Oh!

Excuse me, officer?

Officer? Erm, Hi.

Do you know what's happening?

- Um, they shouldn't be too long now.

Looks like he's going to plead guilty.

- Guilty! - Guilty! That's great!

- Will he be sentenced today?

- Uh, should be.

He's argued it down to common assault, so...

- Common assault? W-w-what's that mean?

- Do we get to see him sent down?

- That's the plan.

- All parties in the case of Chance to Court 18.

- Court 18?!

Uh...

That's not what they said before.

- Dr Robert Chance.

You are charged with common assault.

How do you plead?

- Guilty.

Security said it was that way!

- OK...

- In light of the change of plea,

and in the absence of the victim to deliver her impact statement,

we shall now proceed to mitigation.

Do you have anything to say on behalf of your client?

- Your Worships...

..a huge amount is riding on your decision today.

You could say the....

..fate of the planet rests in your hands.

Dr Chance is a leading climate scientist and his research,

both in the field and on behalf of governments is essential

to the ongoing fight against the climate crisis.

A custodial sentence would catastrophically affect

this vital work at a crucial stage.

He has pleaded guilty, Your Worships, at the earliest

opportunity, despite mitigating circumstances that could well

have led to an acquittal.

His mental health has been severely hampered by the persecution

he has suffered at the hands of his ex-wife.

Her sudden reappearance in his life,

her threatening actions,

left him terrified.

Forced to defend himself in a completely uncharacteristic manner.

He is supported here today by his fiancee,

CR Harker,

a well-known author.

Her loyalty...

..speaks volumes.

- He says...

..he can't begin to forgive himself for this...temporary slip...

..allowing himself to be pushed to the point of

laying hands on another person...

- Alice, I'm sorry!

Whatever happened to make you so angry, I'm sorry! I couldn't...

I couldn't let Cheryl suffer.

I was afraid of what Alice might do to her!

- Robbie, please.

- I would submit, Your Worships, that...

..Dr Chance

is a gentle and...

..caring man.

A gentleman in the true sense of the word.

We hope you will take this into account

when considering his sentence.

- We shall...

..take a few moments.

- Mm-hm.

Dr Robert Chance.

- Having taken into account the early guilty plea, his...

..clean record, and the importance of his line of work...

..we are imposing a fine of £1,000.

- What did he...? Did he say a fine?

- You call that justice? - Mum...

- I ca... - Quiet! Please! - Sit down!

I need some air.

- Come on, Bill, let's get you out of here.

- Happy now?

- Your dad's not well, we need to get him home.

- There's nothing wrong with - me!

- It's the system that's sick.

£1,000?

That's the price is it, for strangling a woman?

- You pay that for watching television without a licence!

- They should have let you stand up and say your piece!

He did. Why not you?

- It wouldn't have done any good...

You did well.

You were very brave.

- I had to plead guilty, I had no choice!

Where are you going?! - To the bathroom.

- You're not breaking up with me?

- I'll catch you up.

- Dr Chance? - Oh, hi, there.

Erm, thanks for waiting.

As Rudyard Kipling once said...

- I'm not going to waste your time by trying to say sorry.

- S'cuse me.

- I'm just going to say what I should've said

the first time we met.

I'm going to tell you the truth.

When I met Robbie, I...

- ..I thought he was the man of my dreams.

He was charming, exciting....

- ..the answer to all my prayers.

- If you can keep your head

when everyone around you is losing theirs, and blaming it on you...

- ..after we got married, after Robbie asked...

Sure, I've made mistakes.

But what matters is what's inside a man's heart.

- ..we'll all have to get more money...

- For those who know me...

..know my heart.

- That's what I was doing at your party.

So...

- What an elaborate tale.

- It's the truth!

Because there is such a thing.

Robbie wants you to think that there isn't,

so he can control and manipulate your reality.

If you think the reality he will create for you

will be better than your own,

however hard yours is,

then I'm sorry, Cheryl, but you're wrong.

I know you want to believe in him,

..but, please...

..don't let him use your goodness against you.

- He said you took my dog.

- He - took the dog! He's a liar!

- Takes one to know one, doesn't it?

And as for my "reality"?

You know nothing about me!

You say he wounded you by lying to you?

Well, what do you think you've done to me?

I let you into my home.

I wore your clothes.

You made me feel like I owed you.

And now, you have the audacity to tell me

you were doing it all for my sake?

- You are a nasty, dishonest woman

who clearly has a lot of problems.

And now I'd like to leave, please...

- He's dangerous.

I thought today would prove that. - Get out of my way.

- I'm scared he's going to hurt you...

You've got access to his...his...his computer, his emails...

With your help, we could stop him.

He was amazing, and what was great is that we could discuss things

as sort of... On a... On a really...

Oh, Cheryl, sweetie, er, come and meet Chris.

Tell him about our wedding plans.

- ..were his property schemes...

..my mum and dad lost their house, then they split up...

- Wake up!

- Alice?

- Ch-Cheryl?

Ah!

- Rob!

- Ah! My heart.

Ah, ah! - Rob! - Ow...

My...my...my heart. - It's OK, it's all right. Get an ambulance!

- It's not real.

- Get...!