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'People I'd love to kill.'

Oh, can I give you that? Cheers.

'Donna from the Minimarket

for suddenly being all too fucking happy to help.'

♪ I just want you back for good

♪ I want you back... ♪ Come on!

'Grief tourists, especially ones who sing.

The people of Carnsham for their community spirit.'

'My sister...

for not getting the hint when I leave her on "read".

Myself for wanting to be a reporter.

Julia Blenkingsopp...

...for having an abusive fiance, complicating everything...

...and still being in my fucking garage.'

♪ Swallow my tongue back of my throat

♪ Like it's finite

♪ Only so long I can chew till I choke

♪ Hide in plain sight

♪ What have you done? ♪ My rabbit run

♪ Caught in the headlights

♪ And I'm bigger now

♪ Oh, oh-oh-oh

♪ So say my name like I'm ten feet tall

♪ Bow your head like I'm royal

♪ And every day that I get older

♪ Bow your head like I'm royal

♪ I guess my blood's running colder. ♪

Drink.

How long are you gonna keep me here for?

I'm not gonna keep you here, I'm gonna kill you.

So, why haven't you? Shut up!

I need to think, and I can't with you going on, so just be quiet!

I need to eat!

I'm not a fucking Deliveroo. I'll starve to death!

No, you won't.

Cos where's the fun in that?

- Ma'am. - Ah! I was just gonna come and find you.

- Oh? - I'm not gonna pay you back for that top.

I want to return it.

Only wore it once, though, so... should be fine.

Oh, OK.

I actually wanted to run a theory by you, ma'am.

OK.

I think the murders are linked to the missing person.

Why?

Because Rhiannon Lewis did it.

All! All of it!

That tiny woman we interviewed? Yeah.

She was at the club the night that Ryan Lloyd was murdered,

with a friend.

They argued, and then she left around the time of his death.

Now that friend is missing.

It's Julia Blenkingsopp, ma'am.

And Rhiannon knows she's missing before the fiance even reports it!

It's weird, isn't it? It is weird.

What about the Mike Roberts stabbing, the second murder?

She was at The Bell the night that he was there doing karaoke.

She did "Roar" by Katy Perry.

"Baby Got Back" by Sir Mix-a-Lot, every time.

Guaranteed crowd-pleaser.

Look, I'd...

I'd really like to look further into this misper, ma'am.

You should.

Wasn't Blenkingsopp's fiance also at the club

the night that Ryan Lloyd was killed?

And he didn't report the misper until the article came out,

which is weird.

That is weird, not two schoolfriends having a barney on the dancefloor

after too much white wine. And...

it is always the boyfriend, isn't it?

It is! I want you to start there.

But I just have this feeling, ma'am.

Nobody notices Lewis.

Like, she wants them to, but they don't.

And now I'm like, "Is this a way of making them notice?"

Mm. It's not enough.

Go see the fiance. I want to see what's going on there.

Oh and, uh... I lost the receipt,

so they're gonna have to give you store credit.

Bon appetit! Thanks!

Marcus won't stop looking for me.

Well, I hope he's not squeamish. You'll be dead when he finds you.

I don't believe you.

I didn't mean what I said about him.

Which part?

The part about him being a monster, or you deserving it?

Cos they both sound about right. He's been under a lot of pressure

doing up this place on the edge of town.

He got it for me.

Wow! Aren't you lucky?

Shall I bury you under the patio, or...?

There's something wrong with you.

And whose fault is that?

If you say a single word,

I will kill whoever is at that door and then you!

Understand?

Yeah... Yes!

Hi! Hey! Hey!

Uh, Norman sent me. He wants to check if you're OK.

I texted him. I said I was sick.

Yeah, you haven't been answering his calls, so he was worried.

Well, the whole point of saying it's women's problems

is no one asks questions. Well, I think he's just stressed

cos the whole Julia story is blowing up.

The search party tomorrow? I mean, Jeff's all over it.

No one wants Jeff all over anything. I dunno.

He thinks he's got something good. He's been chatting with the fiance.

Really?

So... Sorry, - what am I telling Norman? - Uh...

Uh, just tell him I'll be in tomorrow.

Sure. Thanks for checking on me.

Well, like I said, it was Norman, so...

Yeah...

Sure!

Yeah, it actually was, though.

Yeah!

Are we... OK?

Yeah, of course.

I-I felt kind of weird about how we left things at the pub, and...

Is there...? Is there someone in...?

No!

There's no one there. Yeah, no, I... got it.

It's the radio.

You don't have to explain yourself to me. It's, um...

I know you're with Craig, so...

It's fine. We're friends.

I told you! It was an accident.

I thought you didn't want them.

There's a search party?

No, there's not.

I'm still hungry.

You are just so...

Where are the scissors?

Just give up!

People are looking for me. I heard!

The police will be onto you!

The police don't have a fucking clue!

I'm writing articles about you like a fucking hero!

Why'd you have to come back here?

I was doing fine without you!

No, you weren't. You said it yourself.

Your life got better when you brought me here.

Maybe you should thank me!

Yeah, thanks for making me feel so sub-human at school

that I wanted to kill you!

Oh, right!

Don't push me!

Oh, for fuck's sake!

Rory?

I thought you might like to know. We found Julia's car.

The tyres were slashed. Where is it?

Some builder's yard on Denley Bridge.

Tommy's Transformation's

CSI are there now. I'm heading over after I walk the dog.

Don't worry. I'm on it!

It's your own fault.

You sound like Marcus.

I am nothing like him!

You are exactly like him.

Put me through a glass door last time I tried to leave him.

He hurts me, so do you.

He won't let me go.

Neither will you.

No, because what he's doing is bullying.

And I protect people from bullies, so...

And where do I fit in all that?

I don't know!

I don't know. You're ruining it all.

So, you didn't see Julia?

No! No, I mean, I'd gone home by then,

so I didn't see anything.

Yeah, same. I had badminton.

Right. Is that my apple?

Would I be eating your apple?

Uh, no... Hey.

OK, so, is there a chance that someone else

could have let themselves in later for any reason?

It's just I had an apple just like that.

A Pink Lady, bro. And they only made one, did they?

But it looks like- Can you just...?

Excuse me! Yes, love?

Can I have a look inside the office?

Oh...

We should probably ask Tommy's daughter.

What is her name? Rhi, no? Oh, um...

Rhiannon! Tommy's daughter is Rhiannon Lewis?

Ah. Something like that.

I'll be five minutes. I'll be really quick.

Sure, yeah. Go for it, then! Thank you.

Uh, whose desk is this?

Uh... Craig's.

And your CCTV?

There. Uh... it's on the USB stick.

Fuck!

Thanks.

Why did you do all that stuff to me at school?

There wasn't just one reason.

What am I? Like a pick 'n' mix of tragedy?

Choose one.

I don't know.

I felt... shit...

...about myself, so I made you feel shit about yourself,

and it made me feel better, end of!

No! Sorry, that just...

No! What?

No, it has to mean more.

This isn't some big ta-da moment

where you find out some monumental truth about yourself.

I was a teenager being a fucking twat.

That's all.

When I think about the stuff I did...

...I feel sick.

I hate myself.

I'm...

I'm sorry.

You took everything from me.

You had your dad.

You were loved.

I didn't have that.

You don't have to be such a victim all the time.

Well, I do... cos you made me one.

I just think it's a pretty convenient narrative

you keep telling yourself,

so you can do whatever the fuck you like.

Oh, you think I chose this?

Ta-da!

Oh...

What? No, uh...

You look very nice.

I could...

...help you if you want.

OK, this is not your shade.

Actually, anyone's. Bin it.

I got it free with a magazine, so...

Bin anything you got free with a magazine!

With hazel eyes you want warm colours, so...

bronze, amber, light pinks, that sort of thing.

Here.

You going to see that guy from earlier?

No.

Craig, actually.

Marcus wouldn't let me out of the house without a full face on.

He made me eat a lipstick once...

...because I forgot to reapply.

Uh... keep your eyes open.

Imagine how different things would be

if we were friends in school.

What, you think you could have saved me?

That's not what I meant.

Yeah, it is.

Maybe I could have saved you.

I wish there was a way to save us both.

Here we go.

You can cook?

Well, I mean, I can open a packet.

Mm!

No... Wow!

You can cook!

Yeah? Yeah!

Mm! Well, I never done couscous before.

I just, like, banged it in the oven

with a couple cherry tomatoes and just left it.

It's alright.

Quite crunchy.

No, it's... it's great.

It's really, um... creative. Mm.

Look, you know the other night I saw you at the site with Julia?

Yeah, can you believe the police wanna talk to me?

Honestly, I just need to look at a copper and I feel guilty.

Like, when I'm walking and I know people are watching,

I just... I walk weird.

Look, I was supposed to be at this work event,

and I lied to my boss, so...

no one can know I was there that night.

Alright? Like...

Not your friends or the guys from work or...

especially the police, cos...

you know, The Gazette has contacts down at the station.

No one. OK.

Only if I can get a kiss.

Everyone's talking about it.

It might make the nationals!

Hey! Rhiannon!

Thank God you're back.

Just in time to make Julia's search party.

Everything OK... down there?

Yeah... Uh, good. Fine, thanks.

If I took time off every time I had a woman problem,

I'd never be here.

So, as I was saying, the search party...

I'd like an in-depth article on Julia.

Her likes, her dislikes, what she does in her spare time...

I want to know everything. AJ, I want you there, too.

Additional reporting.

She was an attractive lass.

I'd expect a big turnout.

Oh, God!

Don't tell me you two have finally had sex.

Ooh!

Don't you have an article about recycling bins to be writing, Jeff?

No.

Got something far better, actually.

What are you working on, then? Wouldn't you like to know!

Yeah, I would. That's why I asked.

Well, I'm just figuring out what to do with it.

But it's pretty big!

Just tell me, Jeff!

Julia's fiance gave me some intel about you.

Someone's been a naughty girl.

You're really worried, aren't you?

You fuck- Norman, Rhiannon's asked

for someone with a little bit more experience

to go with her to the search party, so I've said yes.

You know, pay it forward and all that. Oh!

Where did we get to with the DNA results for the Mike Roberts murder?

The scene's a DNA nightmare.

Cigarette butts, food litter, piss and stuff...

Amateurs! They should try hoovering my daughter's bedroom.

At this rate, Reddit'll solve it before we do.

Where did you get to with Marcus?

Well, I was following another lead.

Um... at Tommy's Transformations...

...where Julia's car was found.

I found out something huge.

Guess who Tommy's daughter is.

Was. He died.

Rhiannon Lewis.

I'm like, "Did she kill her dad, too?"

With me.

Good luck.

You live alone, right, Marina?

Uh, um... And you-you have a cat?

Yes? Uh, let me guess.

You love your cat, but your cat couldn't care less about you.

It just comes in, eats your food, does a shit,

maybe takes a nap on your clean laundry.

Basically, it takes whatever it wants from you

and then just pisses off again, right?

I guess. Yeah.

In this team, you're the cat.

OK. Stop being the cat.

Your colleagues aren't here to feed you treats

or work around your instincts.

Sorry, ma'am.

Ooh! Fuck off!

She doesn't like mavericks.

But I know I'm right.

♪ Ooh, baby, don't leave me alone like this... ♪

Rhiannon! You made it.

And you brought someone.

Hi! Hey!

M'wah! M'wah!

I'm Pidge. I'm AJ.

Hi. Thanks for coming.

Yeah, of course. It's for a good cause.

I keep thinking, "What if we don't find her?

"What if that monster did the same to her?"

So, where are you guys gonna be searching today?

Well, we said the cycle path through the meadows.

It's very remote, easy to go missing.

So, she likes cycling?

Well, she has cycled.

Does she have a bike? Yes. See?

March 2018. It's a tandem.

Uh, sorry. I just... I need...

Wait, no, we should do a post. Over behind fake Julia!

Come on, Rhiannon. You can be in it, too.

Oh. Everyone say "Julia!"

Julia!

We'll tag you. Uh, OK. You don't have to.

See you later.

One for the grid.

Uh, sorry. Detective Farrow.

I spoke to you on the phone.

Oh, you're doing a great job!

Well, no, cos they haven't found her,

so not a great job, actually.

Well, we're doing everything that we can.

How long have you been friends?

Since school. We called ourselves "SPLAJ".

Seren, Pidge, Lucille, Annie... Julia.

Uh, what about Rhiannon?

Uh, we weren't really friends with her then.

She was, like, really weird.

She wore this creepy little wig cos she pulled out all her hair.

She was like Weird Barbie. Yeah, she was just a bit anxious.

I always assumed that she and Julia were close.

God, no! She hated Julia!

She's been really helpful since she went missing.

Yeah! She's the one who suggested doing the article.

And it's so nice seeing her with more hair.

Hey!

Lucille's just deep-liked six of my pictures

and DM'd me a photo of her in a bikini.

She's only been following me for 40 seconds!

That's cos she's a bot. Look!

Rhiannon!

It's nice to bump into you again.

DC Farrow.

Yeah! I... I know.

This is AJ, my colleague. Hey.

You guys here in case the perp turns up to check out his handiwork?

What makes you think it's a him?

Uh... And actually, it's because of you.

Sorry?

That piece you did on Julia.

Yeah, we've had lots of people calling in with information.

That's great! Yeah, just... doing my job.

Yeah, sure, but...

I mean, it's really generous, considering your history.

Mm... What history?

They went to school together.

Yeah, it's really nice of you to forget all that.

I mean, I don't think I'd be so generous to my childhood nemesis.

Lauren Perkins can go fuck herself!

You didn't say anything.

It's a long time ago. So...

Are you still doing that?

Hello, everyone.

Thank you so much for coming here today

and for being a part of #FindJulia.

Uh, sorry, I have...

- Ow! - Did you think it was clever vandalising my home?

No, I... I...

How...? You spilt coffee on my chair

and stole from me, you tiny freak!

You'd better watch yourself, love.

I've been talking to your friend, Jeff.

Yeah, that's right.

We're gonna get you fired!

Misconduct.

Do you understand? Hey! What's going on?

Shall I get that police lady?

You alright?

What was that about? Nothing!

Didn't look like nothing.

Why didn't you say you knew Julia? Because it's my lead, AJ!

Why are you always just there?

It's like you're obsessed with me.

No, I just like you.

Jeff?

Jeff!

What...? What were you gonna do?

Nothing.

Oh, my God!

It's you!

You killed those men.

No... No!

Jeff, I...

I can explain. It's... Oh, my God!

Oh... It... I can explain.

Jeff! No!

Jeff! Wait!

Gah!

Jeff!

Jeff! Stop!

Oh, my God!

OK.

So, why didn't you tell anyone that

you saw Julia the night she disappeared?

Well, look, she didn't want her boyfriend to know

cos he's a bit, you know... protective.

Not that there's anything to know.

Well, what were you two up to?

I was just giving her a quote on some renovations

for this house that she's interested in, so...

Sunny Homes Estate?

No. No, it's, uh... my girlfriend's place, actually.

Well, her dad's. But, uh, he died.

Am I right in thinking your girlfriend is Rhiannon Lewis?

Yeah, um...

We've not had the conversation yet, but, uh...

Yeah, it's going that way.

And Julia is buying her house?

That's a bit weird, isn't it?

Selling your childhood home to your school bully.

What's she done, hm?

Prawns under the floorboards? Left her a little poltergeist?

Set up a boobytrap? You'll have to ask her, mate.

Detective.

And, uh, she didn't pop in...

...when you were there with Julia?

Have a drink?

No, it was just me and her.

A woman's life is at stake here, Craig.

She left that night and she didn't make it home.

If we find out that you've been withholding information,

you could be in big trouble.

Someone slashed her tyre.

Yeah, I know. It's...

You know it wasn't me, right?

I'd actually classify myself as a feminist.

Marina?

I need your help with something.

I think I know a way out of this.

And I'm like, "Why would Rhiannon sell her house

to Julia of all people?"

And then Julia disappears the night she goes to discuss it.

When you said you wanted help,

I thought it was moving a couch or something,

not doorstepping a suspect.

Actually, a non-suspect.

Look, what if Julia is in that house, hm?

Some sort of sick revenge?

We could save her life.

We can't search the place without a warrant!

Such a bad idea!

Framing him for kidnap and murder?

It's a bit extreme!

Yeah, well, we're in a bit of an extreme situation.

This is the only way.

I love him. But he treats you like shit!

He can be... really sweet.

Really?

What did he get you for Valentine's Day?

A tracker for your car?

A couple more stitches?

Julia, he's an abuser.

He deserves to be behind bars.

You said you wished there was a way out of this for us both.

How would we do it, hypothetically?

Well, we would lure him somewhere, right?

And then, um...

tie you up like you've been there the whole time,

get him to touch the knife, and then you keep him sweet

while I call the police.

We just need to figure out where.

Can't do it at yours. He'd never do it at ours

with all that white furniture.

We could do it at the new place, Sunny Homes Estate.

It's a building site.

If we trip the alarm... he'll come.

So, that means we're doing this.

OK. Yeah.

You'd better not fuck me, Julia.

I won't.

I want out.

Fuck it! Hey! Hey! Hey! No!

Don't worry! Let me just... No! No!

Stop, please! No! Marina, no!

Car!

Thank you!

Julia! Julia, are you there? This is the police!

That's not the way to do things, Marina, come on!

OK, that'll have to do.

This is mad.

Julia, you can do this!

OK?

You have to do this!

Once I call the police from your phone, they won't be long.

Hello?

Marcus? Marcus, I'm in here.

Julia?

What the fuck? Oh, my God!

Are you OK? I'm so glad you're here.

Julia, what the fuck? You've been tied up!

I think there's a knife in that drawer.

A knife?

Who's done this to you? Hurry, before he comes back!

Who, Julia? Who is he?

My God!

It's OK, OK? You're safe now. It's OK, darling.

Emergency services. Which service do you require?

Just tell me who the fuck he is!

Who? Who did this?

Uh... I... I don't know, uh...

What do you mean, you don't know?

Some man, I didn't see his face. He was...

You must have seen- ...wearing a balaclava.

Did he hurt you?

Did he have sex with you?

He did, didn't he? Where did you do it?

What are you doing, Marcus?

Where was it? I'll fucking kill him! What?

Where?

What are you looking for?

The sex!

What? There wasn't any!

I've been tied to a radiator for days.

He's fucking ruined it! He's... fucking ruined it!

Wait, are you jealous because someone kidnapped me, Marcus?

Let me see. What?

Let me see! Let me see! Stop it, Marcus!

Fucking stop!

Don't fucking push me!

You fucking loved it! You loved it!

You bitch! You fucking bitch!

You fucking cunt! Let go of her!

What... What the fuck are you doing here?

Julia, what's she doing here? What's going on?

Julia? It's over.

What? I'm leaving you.

No, no, baby, please... Don't touch her!

Sorry! I'm so sorry! I...

You know that's not me, I'm just...

You do something primal to me, you know that, Ju...

Is it the house? What?

Do you not like the house?

I did this for you!

Look! It's the chandelier from Pinterest.

And the walls, they're the same colour as the-the beach.

Our engagement in Mykonos.

The banister, I had it made in oak and glass

because I know that you don't like normal stairs.

I've spent weeks making it nice for you,

and now you don't want it?

You're breaking my heart, Julia!

Fuck!

I love you!

I'm gonna throw myself off here.

- No, you won't. - I'm just a carbon footprint without you.

Please, don't! You'll hurt yourself. Julia!

No one understands me like you do, - Julia. - I know, I know.

I didn't mean it. I didn't mean it, OK?

I'm sorry. I just... Please don't.

I'll come home, baby. I love you.

I didn't mean it. Please, baby, just...

Don't jump. OK?

Yeah, don't jump, Marcus!

Oh, my God!

Julia...

Look at me. Julia!

Julia, this is what we're gonna say...

♪ MATTIEL: Count Your Blessings ♪

♪ Da-da, da-da-da-da, da, da-da

♪ Da-da, da-da-da-da, da, da-da

♪ Da-da, da-da-da-da, da, da-da

♪ Your shoes keep turning different shades of blue

♪ The colours of the other fools before you

♪ And skin keeps turning different shades of red

♪ The colours of the other voice that's swimming in your head

♪ Make yourself at home again

♪ Count your blessings, one to ten

♪ Your body will be whole again

♪ Your body will be whole again

♪ Make yourself at home again

♪ Count your blessings, one to ten

♪ Da-da, da-da-da-da, da, da-da. ♪

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