We've done it. It's over.
I love you.
- Oh, my God. - Ferg!
OK, OK, get him on his side. Lisa, call an ambulance.
Everybody thinks that I was hurting my own daughter.
Not hurting her! But you do hurt her, Guy, you hurt all of us every single day
- that you're not here. - Kate.
- And that's why she left. - Kate...
You need help.
Whatever it is, I can fix it.
- There are some things that money can't solve. - No? Try me.
- So, now what? - We're quits.
I made a mistake, you made a cold-hearted decision
- that is completely different. - Still feels the same though, eh?
Hurts like hell.
I am begging you to please let my husband come home to me.
Please.
Cuppa.
Oh, thanks.
Look, I know it doesn't help much, but...
you know you can stay here as long as you like?
Thanks.
See you later.
Mummy?
Mum?
Mum, where are you?
Mummy?
Mummy!
Mummy, can you hear me?
You have to wake up.
Mummy!
Wake up.
♪ Walking through desire ♪
♪ Static all the way ♪
♪ Could it be the rapture? ♪
♪ Never brought me down ♪
♪ You're everything I need ♪
♪ Like a stupid cry ♪
- Kate? - Lisa, it's my mum.
I can't wake her up.
Fergus?
I'm really worried.
Well, where's your dad? Have you called your dad?
He's not answering his phone.
- Where are you? - I'm in the boathouse.
I'm really scared, Lisa.
Right, well, you stay exactly where you are
and I'll be there as soon as possible, alright?
She's through here.
OK, let's have a look at her.
Thank you so much.
Kate, can you hear me? It's the Ambulance Service.
Who's her next of kin?
Uh, Guy Riverty, her husband. I tried calling him but he didn't pick up.
Sort a scoop out.
- Alright. - Where are you taking her?
South Lakes.
- It's alright, it's OK. - He won't come...
Oh, it's gonna be OK.
She's gonna be fine.
There's a brave boy.
Shall I get your wellies off?
Good boy. Ready, one, two...
argh!
Oh, God...
Right, you stay here. I won't be a minute.
I've just got in, I thought I'd make him some breakfast.
Thanks.
Fergus? Darling?
School time.
Oh, I don't think he should go to school.
- I don't think that's up to you. - Um...
He's a bit traumatised.
Fergus.
Get your clothes on, darling.
I need to be there when Kate comes round.
Can you hang on to him for a bit?
Alright.
Well, yeah, I suppose.
Here we are.
Um...
do you wanna go and look at the doggies?
Yeah? Um...
It's just down... that hill on to the left. I'll be there in a minute, alright?
Kate's not well, so I'm looking after Fergus.
Right.
Where did you stay?
Roz's house, she said I can, um...
stay as long as I want.
OK.
Alright, well, I'll come back in a minute and pack a bag.
No, I know, um...
I know that it's my fault and I know that I fucked up
but I don't know how to fix it, Joe.
Neither do I.
Can I give her her medicine?
Oh, she doesn't need medicine.
My mum says that everyone needs medicine.
Hey, even you...
- Hey. - Hi, Joanne.
- Um... - Oh, no, no, I'm here with work.
- I'm looking for Mr Temple. - Wayne?
Yeah.
Yeah, he's... he's our receptionist. Why?
Well, he's been reported missing.
Well... yeah, he's not been in for a couple of days, so...
Has he rang in sick?
No.
Right. Well, um...
just gonna check at his house to make sure there hasn't been an accident.
Who reported him missing?
His mum. Said there's a spare key in his desk.
Right.
You two close?
No. No, God, no.
Not at all.
It's probably nothing, but I need to check it out.
Yeah.
- You alright? - Yeah.
Just... tired, busy.
- See you later. - Yeah, see you later.
Mr Temple?
Police.
Hiya, it's DC Aspinall.
Can we do a PNC check on a vehicle registered to a Mr Wayne Temple
of High Glebe Cottage, please?
- Anything else? - Yeah.
And can we check the ANPR Hub as well?
- Look, are you sure you're OK? - Lex, honestly, I'm fine.
Do you remember when we used to hide in the boathouse when Dad left us?
Because we knew Mum would take it out on us.
And you used to tell me that funny story that cheered me up.
"Mr and Mrs Glue."
And Baby Glue.
The family that magically stuck together.
Inside, all I could think was that when I became a mum...
I'm gonna keep my kids safe
and I'm gonna build a family so strong it can never fall apart.
In a class of 30 pupils, two fifths are boys.
How many girls are there?
A lot.
- Yeah, good answer... - What's for dinner, Sal?
Pasta, tomato sauce.
Right, uh...
it's three fifths of 30, so... James, come and do your homework.
Right, think we're gonna need some sugar to get us through this.
And I've got...
ta-dah!
James?
Come on. D'you not want some chocolate?
Mum's good at maths.
Mm. But she doesn't have any chocolate, does she?
Come on. Come and join us.
Dad, call Mum. Ask her.
Right. Who wants a bit?
Dad, you'll ruin their dinner.
When's she coming back?
Soon.
Lisa?
- Mm-hm? - Why couldn't we have tea at your house?
Um... because we said we'd meet her here and I know that you like chips.
Is it because Sam didn't want to see me?
Oh, no, darling, of course it's not.
He's really looking forward to your party, as long as Mummy's OK.
Is it my fault?
You know... what Mum did.
No, definitely not.
Just sometimes, us mums make mistakes too, and...
we get sad and we don't know why.
Are you sad, Lisa?
Hey, guys.
Mum's in the car.
Buh, buh... hey.
Hey.
Say thank you to Lisa.
Thank you, Lisa.
Thanks for looking after him.
You're welcome.
- Hey, Lulu! - Heya.
OK, darling?
You OK?
I'm sorry, Mum.
Uh... Dad's here.
OK.
I've cut myself in half trying to keep everyone happy.
Keep yourself happy.
Well, I'm not happy, am I? It's not working.
It was you who suggested that I lead this double life.
You said it'd be better for the kids but it's not, is it?
It's not better for anyone.
Look...
The most important thing now is to get you stronger.
I found a psychiatrist who can come and see you tomorrow.
No, no. No need.
Don't want any help. Don't need any help.
Kate.
The kids need you, they need you to be strong and healthy.
- It's the only way through this, isn't it? - Because you're leaving.
- We're getting divorced. - Mm.
We'll work it all out.
It's got to be better than this charade, hasn't it?
What about Fergus's party?
- Are you gonna come? - Yes.
- Yeah? - Yes, I'll come, I'll come.
- As long as you're better, I'll come. - Yeah, I'll be fine.
I'm fine.
Just take it easy, one step at a time.
Just talk to this psychiatrist in the morning, OK?
Well, I don't think we should tell the kids yet
because I just don't think it's... fair.
On either one of them.
Especially not Fergus, right before his birthday.
OK.
I'm sorry, sorry.
- I bring gifts. - Come in.
Are you coming to Fergus's party tomorrow?
- No. - It's a family party, Dad.
And your mum'll take you.
Right, let's get this straight.
So Mum is at Roz's, helping out, and you didn't sleep here the other night
and yet everything's fine?
Mm-hm.
Is it you or her?
What?
Having an affair.
No, Sal.
- Well, then sort yourselves out. - Look, it's complicated.
We're not teenagers.
Do you still love her?
Yeah.
Yeah, I do.
Why don't you both just say you're sorry and you wanna go home?
Because I'm not sure that's what I want.
Really?
You know when you were a kid and you just assume that you're gonna be something
like, I don't know, I...
wanted to be a pop star or a...
Ballerina.
Did you?
- Mm. - Um...
yeah, I mean...
you just...
You just put those ideas away, don't you? You grow out of your dreams.
Fucking Kate.
I saw a different...
a different life, and I wanted it.
And now I can't go back.
It's totally selfish and I hate myself for it but... there you are.
Go on then.
- Sorry, do you mind? - No, course not.
Hiya, love. How are you?
Can I go to Fergus's birthday party?
There's gonna be fireworks and everything.
Sure. Well, just tell your dad, I'll pick you up.
He wants to take me.
- OK, well, I'll see you there. - If you want.
Well, yeah, you can come and stay here after.
Can Dad stay? Please.
Yeah, Abby, can we talk about that face-to-face?
Abby?
Abs, you... are you still there?
What's going on?
Was it Winston?
Hm? No.
It's just work.
Yeah, it's...
it's not, it's not w...
it's not work, it's a client at work, just...
That's...
That's how it all started.
You see, I have this gash here
above my ear and it still... it hurts like fuck, Lisa.
And I just didn't want Abby to see
or to know what I was doing.
OK, so I...
I've got myself into terrible trouble, Lisa.
I really have.
What would you do?
Would you report it?
Um...
I'd like to think I would.
It's just, you'd have to go through all the...
courts, and telling everybody, and being judged
like the whole Scott thing.
"She slept with her own client for money, Your Honour."
Yeah.
They'll make you out to be a right...
What?
You know.
Say it.
No.
Tart.
Exactly, that's what they'll say.
What?
Says the woman who had sex with a virtual stranger at a dinner party.
Slapper.
Oh...
Scrubber.
Harlot.
Hussy.
Trollop.
Slut, slag, whore.
We're none of those things.
- Hey, Joanne. - Heya, you alright?
I'm sorry it's so late, can I have a quick word?
Course you can.
Hiya. Come on in.
I'm really sorry about the mess. I'm right in the middle of something, so...
Uh, do you want a cup of tea or anything li...
Joanne, he tried to rape me.
W... your... missing person, Wayne Temple
he...
he tried to rape me.
Do you wanna sit down?
- Yeah. - Yeah? Yeah.
So, yeah, so...
so once you've found him, I want to report it so he can't do it again.
Roz.
I'm really sorry.
Literally just got a call saying his car's been found at Manchester Airport.
Meaning what?
Meaning... he boarded a flight to Malaysia this morning.
Well, that's OK, we'll... call the police there, right?
Yeah, we can do that.
We'll... we'll do that.
He's got away with it?
He has.
He's fucking got away with it.
Fuck.
Hey, Dave, how are you? Good to see you.
Hey. Hi.
Hi... hi.
- Hi. - You OK?
Yeah.
Dr Stuart called, said that you cancelled.
I couldn't disappoint Fergus.
I told him we weren't together anymore.
We'll tell the kids everything in the morning, OK?
What, completely fuck them up?
Well, we've done that already, haven't we?
Whoa, look who this straggler is!
Look who this is!
- No! - You've been eating too many...
Abby! Gonna come say hello?
In a minute!
Right, um...
- Great food, Pete. - Yeah.
D'you know what? This is the way forward, Roz, outside catering
especially with all the cash... ooh.
Talking of money.
- Hey, Pete. - Hi.
- Roz. - What the hell are you doing here?
Well, we were invited. Kate and Louise go to the same gym or something.
Did you go and see Wayne? What the hell did you say to him?
I got the memory stick back, it's OK.
He's done a runner. He's left the bloody country.
I know. I gave him the money.
What?
Yeah, I booked him a ticket and threw in
a few extra grand to get him back on his feet.
He attacked me and you helped him abscond?
No, I was trying to protect you.
Protect yourself.
Hi, Louise. Hey, you know Roz.
- Hi, of course. You're Scott's physio. - Yeah, yeah.
And sexual partner.
Paid sexual partner.
You know, I expect he'll explain all later, he'll lie, he'll blame me or I dunno
maybe you'll get a gift or some money to make it all go away.
In any case, you might wanna hear it from me first but if you don't
I suggest you leave now because I have been quiet for quite some time
and I'm not fucking well keeping quiet any longer.
That, goat's cheese is going down an absolute storm.
I, uh, Winston, this is Scott, Roz's client.
Hey. I'll leave yous to it if you're talking business.
No, no. I need you to stay, both of you.
- Don't do this... - You both need to hear this.
- Right, you know that money I got together? - Yep.
Yeah, well, I lied to both of you and Abby
over and over again, and it felt like shit.
I mean, really, really shit but it also felt like my only choice.
- How did you get the money? - D... please.
Scott offered me cash to have sex with him and I took it.
I did it for Abby, so she'd have a roof over her head
and on balance, I think it was the right thing to do.
There wasn't enough time to earn the money in time, you weren't gonna lend it.
Which was the right call, by the way, given that when you found Scott's money
it led you straight back to the bookies which in turn led me back to Scott.
We did it in work this time.
I didn't have the time or the inclination, quite frankly, for the whole
hotel seduction routine, but you know what the hardest thing's been?
Not the sex, that was fine, that was enjoyable even
so, you know, well done, Scott, take a bow. But it's...
it's how I've been feeling ever since.
The...
The creeping sense of shame, the horrible secrecy of it
the feeling that I'd let everyone down.
But most of all, most important of all, my Abby.
Get out, Scott.
- Scott, get out. - I...
Get out, Scott!
I am so sorry.
You alright?
- Yeah. - Are you alright?
- Come here. Come here, come here. - I'm sorry.
Come here. Don't be silly, you're incredible.
Come on. Come on.
We're late, we're gonna miss the fireworks!
- Well, go on, then. - Yes!
Boys seem OK.
Miss you loads.
Are you coming home tonight?
No, I'm not. Sorry.
I spoke to Dad and he says he wants you to come back.
Well, it's not just about Dad, is it?
So it's you?
You don't want to come back to us, do you?
No, it's not that. Whatever happens, I'm always...
your mum.
Well, how can you be if you're never here?
Mum!
Sorry.
All you seem to care about is this bloody family.
- That's not true. - It is.
- No, it's not fair. - Maybe you could care about
- your own children. - I do care about you, Sally...
You fucking don't.
Fuck.
Alright?
Yeah.
Why have you got your eyepatch on again?
Cos Mummy's home.
What's that mean?
She's been making my eye sore and it really hurts.
What do you mean, she made your eye sore?
- DC Aspinall. - Hi, Joanne, it's Lisa Kallisto.
Oh. Hi.
I need to talk to you, it's about Fergus Riverty.
- OK. - I'm really concerned for his safety.
- What do you mean? - I'm at the Riverty's house now
and Fergus has told me that Kate's hurting him.
Here we go!
Three...
Two...
One!
We need to sing to Fergus.
Before we sing happy birthday to Fergus
I'd just like to thank you all for the support over the last couple of weeks.
It's meant a lot to me and Guy.
Some of you may know it's... it's been a difficult time for the two of us
and the pressure's really taken a toll on our relationship
but I'd like you to know, with your support, we've come through it stronger
and we've come back together as a family.
Aww!
What the fuck are you doing?
I love you.
Fuck this, Kate.
This is fucking bullshit, you know that?
You want to know what's going on here?
She's no victim, don't fall for that.
Lucinda wasn't missing, Lucinda wasn't abducted
she didn't run away, she hid her!
She hid her from me, from you, from the police, from everyone.
Because she thought that would save our marriage.
Nah, it's done. It's done, Kate.
This is bullshit.
What are you doing? What's going on?
- Everything I do is for my family. - Oh.
Fergus told me about his eye, about you hurting him.
His eye drops sting, that's it.
Did... did you do something to him?
- On the school trip, in the toilets? - What?
- We were talking about Lucinda... - No.
...and you panicked and you took him off and then the next minute, he's having a fit
- and shaking... - No, I love him.
I love him, Lisa.
I'm just looking after him and caring for him, that's what I'm d...
- So why are you hurting him? - I'm not hurting him, I'm keeping him safe.
How do you keep your family together?
Well...
I'm not doing right now.
All I wanted was for my family to stay together.
I think you need professional help.
I'm not doing this anymore, I've got my own family.
Can I help you?
Where's Fergus? I need to speak to him urgently.
Why, what's happened?
Fergus?
Ferg!
Kate!
I was talking to her here a few minutes ago.
She say where she was going?
Was she looking for Fergus?
Well, no.
Can you think of where she might've gone?
Fergus, open the door, baby!
Fergus!
Fergus, my love, answer the door!
Fergus!
Fergus?
Fergus!
You stay here, I'm gonna get some help.
Fergus!
Fergus...
Fergus?
Fergus. Fergus...
Fergus?
How much have you drunk?
What have you done?
You're all wet.
You're covered in water cos
Mummy's covered in water.
I love you.
- Fergus! - I don't wanna lose you.
Fergus!
What's happened? What's he done?
- Come on, sweetheart... - He's drunk the vodka.
- I got him. - He's OK.
I got him. It's OK.
OK.
- Fergus? - Yeah?
- You hear me? - Mm-hm.
Have you taken anything else?
- No... - OK.
Well, we'll get you checked over just to be safe.
He's OK.
Oh, my...
Come on, Mrs Riverty.
You need to answer some questions about what you've been doing to your son.
Alright?
Are you OK?
Yeah, a bit cold.
I'm really sorry for yelling at you.
Don't be silly.
I love you.
I love you so much, Mum.
Come on, boys, get in the car.
Hey.
Hi.
Thought you might like a lift.
I do love you very much.
I love you too.
So?
Can I have a lift?
Where are you going?
Home.
I'm so tired...
- How long will it take to get to home? - Belts on.
Abs, wake up.
We're back at Nana's.
Oi.
Hey.
I think you should stay at your mam's tonight.
What?
But you can come and stay with me anytime you want.
I love you to bits.
My favourite lady.
My two favourite ladies.
It's time to go back to your mam's.
You know, she would do anything for you.
OK.
Thank you.
Come on.
Woooo!
Look, thanks.
Both of you.
I wouldn't have got through it without you.
Right...
Last one down gets the round.
Woo!