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I think David killed Rob.
What happened in Brighton?
He had an affair.
Marianne.
She owned the little café around the corner from his office.
Thank you.
- Morning. - Yeah, morning.
Are you Marianne?
Yeah, unless you're here about the rates or something,
in which case I've never heard of her.
Um, I... I really need to talk to you about David Ferguson and Adele.
I think you knew them.
Sorry. Who are you, can I ask?
No one official. I... I just...
really need to ask you some stuff
and I can see on your face I'm in the right place.
I have nothing to say about them.
Please?
It's really important.
I've come a long way and...
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There was never anything in it.
David and me.
He was too young for me for a start.
He'd come in early,
sit in the window,
drink his coffee...
I always thought he looked sad.
Anyway, uh...
he became a regular and, you know,
you get used to people, start talking,
and he was charming and funny.
He can be.
She'd come in too.
I didn't know at the time it was her.
She never said anything.
Just drank her peppermint tea and studied the place.
One day, I told David he looked unhappy.
He makes it hard not to care.
Yeah.
He asked me if it was possible to know everything about somebody
and still be blind to who they really are.
I said it must be,
otherwise I wouldn't have stayed with my arsehole husband
as long as I did.
And then I told him nobody should make themselves miserable
just to suit someone else.
And then she turned up.
Stay out of my marriage.
- I have nothing to do with... - You can't have him.
David belongs to me.
Listen, love, you've got the wrong idea...
No, I don't.
You do.
Stop talking to him.
Stop making him like you.
He doesn't need your advice.
I know what you say to him.
I know.
I think you should go now.
You need to leave us alone and stop making things worse.
- Who do you think you are? - I know who you are.
A miserable old twat with only a cat for company.
David turned up and acted like nothing was different.
He was still talking to me about how unhappy he was, and...
well, I was pissed off by then, so I thought, "Fuck it."
I told David if he was miserable, then he should leave her.
What happened?
Charlie?
Puss?
Charlie?
Oh, my God!
Jesus.
Charlie. You nearly gave me a heart attack.
Oh, shh. It's okay.
Shh...
Hello, Marianne.
Have you been in my house, you bitch? Did you...
Must be scary...
living alone.
Because if someone wants in, they can always find a way.
And if anything happens to you,
who's gonna feed the cat?
I think this might be yours.
I should have called the police,
but I called David first...
and he talked me out of pressing charges.
Begged me at first, said that they would move away,
I wouldn't have to see them again. And when that didn't work,
he said it was my word against hers.
It wasn't just that, though.
He was scared.
But when I told him, he wasn't shocked.
Horrified, yes, but not surprised.
I actually think that he was relieved
it was just my clothes.
Thank you for this.
I needed to know.
Yeah.
However you're involved with them,
get away fast as you can.
There's something very wrong with her.
The trick with the potatoes
is to drop them in the boiling water,
and then you can hear the potatoes scream!
In ten minutes, we will take them out,
and then we will roast them.
And, eh, tell me, Monsieur Chef...
... do you have a special recipe for the stuffing?
It is a special sauce... oui.
I stuff the bird, how you say, vigorously...
... and then I add the special sauce...
You're nasty.
And then I roast it for a long time.
- I like a long time. I am French, no? - Oui.
And would you like me to help you, eh, put it in the oven, Monsieur?
S'il vous plaît. I like this one.
Uh-huh.
- Okay? - All right.
Et voilà.
Parlez français ? Je t'aime ! Je t'aime ! Je...
I'll get more wine.
- Could I... Could I... - Ah, sorry.
It's all right.
It smells so good, Rob.
Food at uni's terrible.
I could be the Fairdale chef.
Live downstairs in the servants' quarters.
You know, I was worried about you at first, Rob.
What kind of...
influence you were.
Be weird if you weren't.
We did meet in rehab.
And no one wants to hear that their girlfriend's...
Uh... Fiancée.
Fiancée has met another man, he's really funny,
makes her feel so much better.
You really had nothing to worry about on that front.
Maybe if it'd been you in there, things might have been different.
Hey, don't say that.
Right, well...
Thank you.
Oh, right.
For bringing her back to me, Rob.
You are very welcome, Monsieur.
Hmm.
We need a picture. Rob, can you get the camera, please?
Aye, sure.
He's really funny.
I told you you'd like him.
Picture, which is my best side?
The back.
All right.
Say "Marjorie's saggy tits."
Marjorie's saggy tits.
- I want to see. - It's a good one.
Here, let me.
Well, you look good.
Should clean this up, I suppose.
- All right. - We'll do it in the morning.
I'm going to bed.
Oh, you...
Don't keep him up talking.
I've got plans for him.
I should go up.
I worried about you as well, you know.
I thought you were just after all her money.
This place.
Yeah, well...
eh, you wouldn't be the first.
Somebody like me...
being with her.
It all looked a bit convenient, I suppose.
I don't give a shit about the money.
I love her.
I believe you.
I think...
Adele is really lucky to have you.
I'm jealous.
What, of me?
Aye.
And Adele.
Both of yous.
What you've got here together.
What is that...
do you think?
All you want.
And you don't need anyone else.
Good night.
Night.
... six, seven, eight...
Sharma, Jones, and Drumgoole, how may I help you?
Uh, hi, I'd like to speak to Dr. Ferguson. It's urgent.
Can I please get your name?
Yeah, it's...
Uh, tell him it's Marianne.
From Brighton.
Please hold.
Sorry. Sorry.
Louise, whatever Marianne told you,
- whatever you think you know, you don't... - David, stop.
Adele's a nutter.
Like, clinical.
Psychopath, sociopath or whatever.
And I think she knew we were sleeping together.
All along.
I think she knew it and became my friend because of it.
- Louise, that doesn't make any sense. - Yes, it does!
Because scaring the shit out of Marianne didn't work.
So this time, when she thought she had a rival,
she decided to try something sneakier.
Kept me close.
Turn me against you.
And I think...
I think I felt so guilty about what we were doing, I...
- I wanted you to be bad, somehow. - Yeah.
I wanted an excuse to make me feel better.
I hated myself and Adele knew that.
She knew.
Louise...
all this...
you don't really know.
- I wish there was... - Tell me now.
- Is Rob dead? - She told you about Rob?
- I have to know, David. - Yeah!
Yeah, he's dead.
He's dead.
And did you kill him?
Mmm...
Hey, hey, hey.
I've only been gone a day.
What the hell were you thinking?
I don't know.
Well, how long has this been going on?
Well, you, I mean...
Heroine?
- Adele? - It hasn't.
It was the first time.
Rob wanted me to try it and...
I know I shouldn't have, all right? I know.
You told me he was clean.
- I'd never have left you if I thought... - Please! Please don't shout at me.
I know I've been stupid.
I thought it would be all right.
He knew what he was doing, and...
I felt bad, I didn't...
I didn't want him to go back to his life, to a shitty, nasty life
and he wanted me to try this one thing with him.
And I said yes.
And then he was...
You think he overdosed on purpose?
Maybe.
I didn't know what to do.
Why didn't you just call the police?
I panicked.
Your watch.
It fell in.
David!
David, please! Wait!
David, please!
David.
We need to tell someone.
- Tell them what? - What you just told me.
And what if they don't believe me?
After the fire, my parents and Westlands,
what if they think I'm insane?
David, I can't go back there.
I can't be locked up again.
Away from you.
Uh...
Telling someone won't bring him back.
No one else knows he's here.
Adele...
Just us.
All I want...
is for us to be together.
I love you.
David...
I love you.
David...
Please.
So I tried...
for so long.
You know, I think that maybe I could have done it,
learned to live with it,
if I thought it haunted Adele too. But...
it didn't.
This boy's life, gone...
and she moved on like it was nothing.
In the end, I knew I had to leave.
But then Adele said that she'd tell them I killed Rob.
What are we going to do?
You're not going to do anything.
Sending that letter to the police, you've set me free.
I'm going to do what I should have done years ago:
go up to Scotland,
finally tell the truth.
Can't you wait? Can't we...
- Maybe just a few days. - No.
I need to go before she knows.
- David... - Look, Adele has a way of knowing things.
Things she shouldn't.
Listen, this is going to sound mental, but I know how.
I know how because she's always there,
watching, listening, and you don't even...
- She's not normal, David. - Look, I know. I know that.
And I know I've let this go on for far too long.
But Adele is not in charge anymore.
Because of you.
Oh, and...
stay away from Adele.
Louise, you promise me.
- She's dangerous. - I promise.
It's going to be all right.
Bye.
Hey.
- Hello, kiddo. - Hi, Mummy.
I've got a surprise for you.
- You're staying at your dad's tonight. - Why?
I've got something on.
Hot date?
No.
What makes you think that?
I am seven, Mum. I do know stuff.
Dad has Lisa,
so you've got to have someone sometime.
That's not really an option right now.
Do I need to go back home for my things?
Got you covered.
- Hey, you all right, son? - Hey, Dad!
Hiya.
Listen, thanks for this.
He's got his pajamas and change of clothes
for school and stuff in here.
Okay.
Give us a hug, babe. Mmm.
Oh, God, I'm gonna miss you.
- I'll see you tomorrow, okay babe? - Mmm.
Yeah?
- See you. - Bye. Bye.
Hi, Lisa!
You sure everything's all right, Lou?
No, yeah, yeah, um...
I'm good, thanks. It's just, uh...
A mate's run into a bit of a rough patch, so...
I said I'd help him out.
Sure.
- I'll call you tomorrow though, yeah? - Yeah.
Thanks, Ian.
Well, we love having him.
Thank Lisa for me as well, yeah?
Yeah.
Bye.
Adele.
Are you here?
Now?
Adele.
Did you want me, Louise?
What the fuck have you been playing at, Adele?
I should be asking you that,
don't you think?
You have been fucking my husband.
Yeah.
Yes.
And you... you were watching, weren't you? You were here.
You... Whatever the hell you call it. You were here.
Yes.
I thought you were my friend.
Do you understand how I felt?
I was alone.
And then I meet someone like me.
No.
No. I'm not falling for it anymore, Adele.
Were you watching me this whole time? Everywhere I went?
No.
It doesn't work like that.
You can only travel to places you know.
You have to visualize the details.
Why didn't you say something?
You could have made it end instead of all these lies.
I wanted you to hate him.
I wanted you to choose me.
I wanted you to love me the most.
But no...
You just pitied me.
Felt guilty and carried on fucking the man I love.
But, don't you understand?
I believed you, didn't I? I...
About all of it.
I went to the police, I told them about Rob and David.
You did what?
I never told you to do that.
Yeah, well...
I was trying to do the right thing!
And I didn't know you were lying then, did I?
They won't believe you.
- But they'll believe David. - What?
He's going to Scotland to tell them the truth.
No.
He can't.
- He wouldn't. - He has.
You've only got one option now, Adele.
- They'll take him away from me. - If you care about him,
tell the truth!
If you love him, then you can save him from this.
Fuck off.
Fuck off!
Fuck off! Fuck off!
Fuck off!
The other person has cleared.
The other person has...
Can't you stay?
You're gonna make me fail my exams.
Please?
You keep distracting me, don't you? I wish I didn't have to go.
Give me a kiss.
It's so good to see you happy again.
See you next weekend.
- Love you. - Bye!
How does it feel?
Happy.
Everything...
gets kinda...
fuzzy round... round the edges.
You want to try?
Something to put it in.
Oh, it... It's beautiful.
Something to remember you by.
What does that mean?
All this.
I know it can't last, Adele.
You do too.
You and David, now I've seen you together,
you won't... want me around.
That's not true, Rob.
David likes you.
He does.
I can see why you love him, by the way.
He's kind of perfect, isn't he?
You're perfect together...
in this place.
You're gonna have this fairy-tale life.
Why is that so bad?
It's not.
It's like you get to control the dream, you know,
full time.
But your eyes aren't closed and you...
don't have to be asleep, or...
lie in one place.
My parents burned to death in this house.
There's nothing about that I want in my dream.
It wasn't your fault.
Maybe if I'd actually been here,
I'd have woken up.
But I wasn't.
I was miles away...
watching other people,
wondering what it was like to be them.
To have their lives instead of my own.
And now you can do it too.
I read about something.
Something we should try.
Together.
"It all started with fire,
so it's only fitting that is how it ends.
History repeating itself.
I put Rob's body into the well.
My husband David had nothing to do with it.
His only crime was trying to protect me.
David deserves to have love.
He's a good man.
And I held him prisoner for too long.
I can admit what I've done.
But I can't face the consequences.
I'd rather have oblivion than be alone."
No. No, no, no. No, no, no...
Come on, come on, come on.
No, don't do it.
- Hi, you've reached Adele Ferguson... - Shit!
How far away are we?
- About three minutes. - Thanks.
Emergency. Which service do you require?
Adele?
Adele!
Come on.
Adele!
Oh, shit.
Adele!
Let me in, Adele!
Okay, okay. Come on. Come on.
Come on.
Ah!
Shit!
No!
Ah!
Adele!
Fuck!
Think of a door.
You can only travel to places you know.
Think of a door. Okay.
You have to visualize the details.
- Two, three, four... - Come with me.
I need to show you something.
... five, six, seven...
eight...
nine...
ten.
Adele?
Not anymore.
I can't move.
That's the smack.
It's a kick in the ass if you aren't used to it.
This voice, it's going to take some getting used to.
Adele, what's happening to me?
Shh...
You don't get to take him from me, Louise.
Hmm.
Did you really think I was going to let that happen?
- Shh. - What are you doing?
No.
Please, Adele.
Please don't.
Adele.
You have no idea the shit I've been through to earn this.
It's mine.
Please.
Ah!
Shh..
No.
Adam...
Hi.
I'm... I'm Louise.
Louise. Louise Barnsley. Yeah.
Yeah, I have a son.
He's my world.
Adam.
No, no. Divorced.
Three years now.
Hey.
You all right?
I mean, shit, Louise, it sounds like a nightmare.
It was, obviously.
But, I'm... I'm fine now.
- I mean, how did you even get in... - I'd rather not talk about it.
And I mean it's not really any of your business anymore, is it?
Me and what I do.
- Well, it is if it involves Adam. - Didn't though, did it?
Because he was here.
Is he ready?
Yeah.
Yeah, he is.
- Do you want to come in? - No, thanks. I need to be somewhere.
Adam, your mum is here.
Mummy!
Is everything all right?
Never better.
Let's go.
Ready?
Come on, son.
Bye, mate.
- Bye, Dad. - Bye, Lou.
Come here.
- Hi. - Aw!
It's over.
I can't believe it's over.
You think it could work?
Some of the stuff I read talked about it.
We won't know unless we try.
It'd be such a total mindfuck.
It's not like you've never had a man inside you before, is it?
Let's leave our bodies, count to five, and then swap, okay?
I love you.
Love you too.
Everything about you.
- One, two, three... - One, two...
- four, five... - four...
Oh, God.
It worked.
I feel strange.
I don't like it, Rob.
Change back now, Rob.
I don't like it.
Rob, this isn't funny. What are you doing?
Rob?
I'm sorry.
You should never have shown me all this, Adele.
I can't lose it now.
- What are you doing? - Shh...
This isn't funny anymore, Rob.
What you doing?
No, Rob. I don't want to.
Shh...
It's okay. Shh.
It's okay.
Ahh!
May this ring remind you always
of the love I feel for you.
I can see why you love him, by the way.
He's kinda perfect, isn't he?
All that I am, I give to you.
All that I have, I share with you.
I love this place.
I'd stay forever if I could.
I promise to love you, to be faithful and loyal...
For the rest of our lives together.
"So, what did you do with your day?"
"Well, in the morning, I got married, and in the afternoon...
eh... well, I don't know."
What should we do with our afternoon?
Whatever we feel like.
The world's our octopus now. It's just us.
And Adam.
Yeah.
I love you, Louise Ferguson.
And I love you too, David Ferguson.
More than you can ever know.
Where should we go on our honeymoon?
Got any thoughts, Adam?
The Orient Express?
Ooh. Or maybe a Caribbean cruise.
But, you hate boats.
You've always said you hate boats.
Maybe I've changed.
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