Any chance of a drink, Dad?
Any danger? Oh! Hey!
Whoa, steady. Dad, can you turn that off?
I will, when one of you can persuade me
you're happy to be here.
Oh, Dad, you know we love being here.
Yeah?
Yeah... And what about this one?
..you silly thing.
Oh, your favourite little boy still loves you.
We do not have favourites. We never have.
He hates us all the same.
Hey, hey. No, no, no. No, no, no, no.
Come on. These are for me, not you!
You never watch them, Dad.
How do you...? You never come to see me.
Oh, no. Come on, you.
Dan's busy building his business. Welcome to the madhouse.
He's been grafting like his old man.
..remember which of you is which!
Well, I'm Chloe. That's Dan.
Oh, I wish.
Diddums. Mwah!
There you go.
Pete, can you get them from the other room?
Here he is! Whoo!
The main man.
# For he's A jolly good fellow... #
Oh, you're so miserable!
# And so say... #
How's that chicken coming, Krish?
Service, table two!
Don't let the sauce drift.
I'll bring out table five in a minute.
And here we have two chicken supreme.
Ladies first, of course.
And one for the big man over here.
At our age, these things can be a bit weird.
"Our age"?
I don't know how old you are, but I'm...
I didn't mean... No, it's fine.
I'm a bit out of practice at all this.
Yeah, me, too. Me, too.
I mean, I've been on a few dates, but...
Well, to be honest with you, women are weird.
I mean, I'm sure men are, too, but...
Yeah. ..not as weird as women.
OK.
My last date but one ran out before dessert
because I ordered her ex-husband's favourite dish,
and the one before that said I was too old.
At least you won't be saying that to me.
Hi. Yes, Dad, it's me.
Er, I hope you're well.
Listen, I was thinking of coming to talk to you.
Well, I was actually going to come and ask you a favour.
Er, well, you're not there, so I'll, erm...
'I guess I'll try you again tomorrow. Erm...
'You're obviously busy. Er...
'Yeah, I'll try you again tomorrow anyway.
'Hope you're well. Er, see you soon. Bye. Bye-bye.'
- Hello? - 'Sian?'
Hi.
'So, how was...? How was the date?'
Look, Charlie is in bed. Sorry.
'Er...
'Hmm.'
Well, he thinks all women are damaged,
and he... I told him that I was a single mum
with commitment issues, so...
Right. Which doesn't really help with the "women are damaged" theory.
'Well, I don't really need a partner.'
I just want some fun. I'm not like you.
You'll meet someone. Just...
Oh, hang on. It's World Book Day tomorrow.
What are we going to dress them up as?
Oh, bloody hell. Erm... Er, what about Paddington?
Sandwich and a hat will do it.
Erm, sorry, Sian. Where were we? Oh, yeah.
You don't think I have any fun. 'No, I didn't mean it like that.'
You can't let what happened change you. You're a catch.
Yeah. And so's the clap.
Like I said, we'll be fine.
Hang on again. We don't have any marmalade.
Well, babe, it doesn't matter. Really?
No-one will notice.
Right, Paddington with no marmalade.
'Sorry. You were saying?'
Erm, look, I'm going to have to go.
I'm knackered. 'Hang on. Er...
'Have you heard from Dan recently?' No. Why?
It's just been a while since we spoke. He OK?
Don't know.
All right, look, you'll meet someone.
Just, you know, be careful, that's all.
All right. Night, darling. Night. 'Love you. Bye.'
Bye.
Hey, you can't come in here, mate.
It's my Dad's house.
Christmas Day with the kids.
It's not... It's...
It's not on. Listen, listen.
I didn't mean anything by it.
What do you mean you didn't mean anything by it?
He just gets a bit angry, that's all.
Angry? We all get angry. I get angry with...
Dad!
You're not MI5.
What's up with you? Come here.
Busted! Right, come here.
Finally busted!
Happy Christmas, girls.
Happy Christmas. Now go away.
I didn't mean anything by it.
What do you mean you didn't mean anything by it?
He just gets a bit angry, that's all.
Angry? We all get angry. I get angry with...
Dad!
Hello. I'm Jenny Roche.
I'm the coroner.
I'm brought in when a death is unexplained.
I'm sorry, what do you mean "unexplained"?
The pathologist's report concluded
that your father died of alcohol asphyxiation
brought on by a mixture of drink and sleeping tablets.
So, you're saying he did this to himself?
It seems from the liver damage that alcohol was a key factor.
Alcohol?
But he barely drank. Yeah.
I know this is hard to hear, but these are the facts.
Sadly, it's not uncommon.
This isn't right. There must have been a mistake.
Well, he wasn't a drinker. Far from it.
No.
I'll forward you a copy of the report.
Feel so different without him.
Look at all the photos.
Wall-to-wall Dan.
Wow. Where did that just come from?
Come on.
You know he loved the fact you have a restaurant,
and you did all the things that he wanted to do.
You... You were the special one.
You had the house, you got the family,
you got the perfect husband. I'm not saying it's about me.
It's always got to be about you, right?
Who's that on the wall?
Just stop it. Who's that on the wall?
Why are we arguing? But it's a shrine to me?
Why did you come to see him, anyway?
Can we just ring the solicitor?
Why?
The will.
Well, God knows what he had.
Oh, the will. Well, he had the house.
He had some books. What does it matter?
He had a bit of cash.
He showed me the will a couple of years ago.
Oh, did he, now?
Course he did.
Can we just ring the solicitors, please, all right?
Stop it. Let's make it all about Chloe.
Dan, will you stop it? Yep.
Feeling sorry for herself, as usual.
Can you say thanks to Pete for looking after Charlie?
Don't be silly. It's fine. I know, but it's...
Oh, is that Pete? Yeah, he's... What a beautiful man.
Pete... Dan, just leave it.
At least he's not a selfish prick like you.
Look, can we just get the house sorted?
Go through Dad's things, get the house on the market.
There's an estate agent here.
He's dropped his card. I want to spend a bit of time.
What, are you going to live in the house? Are you staying here?
No. Are you staying here? No.
Put it on the market, then, yeah?
Talk about it.
There's nothing to talk about, Chloe.
This is our family home.
This house we grew up in is where we learned everything.
I agree with Daniel. We should sell it.
Thank you.
Mum and Dad built this.
You mean it all just boils down to money?
It's not about the money. Really?
Look, it could take months to sell, anyway.
It won't. It will go quickly. Oh, you're a property expert now?
No, I just live in the real bloody world, Dan.
Oh, right. And what world is that, Chloe?
The one that Mum protected you from and Dad him.
I need a drink.
All we want to do is put the house on the market.
Any chance of a drink, Dad?
Any danger?
Oh! Hey! Whoa, steady.
Dad, can you turn that off?
I will, when one of you can persuade me you're happy to be here.
Oh, Dad, you know we love being here.
Yeah?
Yeah... And what about this one?
..you silly thing.
Oh, your favourite little boy still loves you.
Should we start cleaning?
Look, what do you make of this?
Big sums going out of his account to a... G-Gaudete Dynamics.
"Gau-deet"? "Gau-dete"? Gaudete?
I'll look it up. How's it spelled?
G-A-U-D-E-T-E. E-T-E?
Right, there's £1,000 going out to another company - DRD1 Limited.
What's DRD1 Limited? Don't know.
Here, let me have a look.
That must have been
all his pension, right? Mm. Mm.
That's weird.
I'll check with Companies House. I'll take these.
Hey, love. How are you?
'I'm fine, I think.'
It's all just... How are the kids?
They're fine. Charlie's a bit worried.
He was up late last night asking for his mum, you know.
'He got to sleep eventually.'
Dan's irritating the hell out of me.
Pete?
Well, the man's a spoilt brat. We know that.
'Are you sure you don't want me to come up?'
No, thanks. You're doing more than enough with the kids.
'Babe, don't be silly.
'It's the least I can do. You've got enough on your plate.'
I know, but, Pete, it's all so strange here.
Tell me something normal, something about the kids.
What are they doing?
Right now, I can see Charlie
- biting Lenny's arm. - Dad!
'Listen, I've got to go.
'Kids!' OK.
'Stop that. Love you.'
You, too.
Whose handwriting is that?
No idea.
Look what I found.
Poitin. 70% proof.
Maybe he had it for guests, or... I don't understand.
I mean, it's only serious drinkers who have that.
There must be another explanation. Maybe he was drinking.
I don't know. I don't know, Sian.
There is no other explanation, is there?
I can't believe he's... he's dead.
Mum and Dad, they've both gone.
You were about the last person I expected a call from.
Well, you know, needs must.
Listen, my... my details are all in there.
Just 20 grand, I need.
I'm waiting for an inheritance to come through. It's a house.
Hopefully, I'll have it paid back within three months.
When was the last time I saw you?
It must be, what, three years ago now?
Er, yeah. That'd be about it. Yeah.
Yeah. It's a restaurant, you said? Yeah.
Never had you down as a chef.
Been called worse, you know.
I've always fancied owning one myself.
You know, an Italian, but, like, Mexican-fusion vibe.
Hey, maybe me and you could...
Oh, no, I couldn't.
One restaurant is bad enough. Trust me, mate.
No, I just need the cash.
It's teething problems. Yeah.
Something else we specialise in.
Look, if you... if you can't do it...
It'll be 25,000 in a month.
Wow. That's...
It's a bit steep, pal. It's just our terms.
No, I get it.
I just don't know if I can guarantee
that I can get the money back that fast.
That's what makes this so, erm... It's difficult.
Yeah.
You're an old mate, you know?
Each week you go past costs you two grand,
and more than a month...
well, other repayment methods become an option.
I was just hoping...
Does your sister know you got in touch?
Er, no. No, she doesn't.
So, what do you want to do?
Er...
I think I need a drink. Do you want a drink?
No.
Tell Sian I said hello.
We should take them.
Well, maybe not all of them.
There must be hundreds of pounds' worth of stuff in here.
Oh, Mum's jewellery.
Guess it's ours now.
After probate.
I'm sure Dad has looked after us.
Oh, look. He's labelled all of these.
Our whole lives are on these DVDs.
What do you think?
I think it's Mum's.
I think it'll always be Mum's.
Hello!
Hi! Ah.
How'd it go?
Yeah, good.
What about Gaudete Dynamics? Or that other one, DRD... whatsit?
I've not had a chance yet. I've just been on to the solicitors.
Is that Dad's ring? Yeah.
Well, it's Grandad's, actually, but he wanted me to have it.
Well, you're going to keep Mum's jewellery, aren't you? So...
Just never seen you wearing it. Well, I am now.
Listen, we need to get to the solicitors.
I spoke to her on the phone.
She wants to talk to us about the will. Right?
I can give you a lift.
Sian?
Look at that. Mum looking chic.
Looking very chic. Beautiful.
- What a scene. - Hey, that's mine.
Hey? Hey? Hey? What?
That's mine. What's yours? What's yours?
That!
What? This?
You shouldn't leave it lying around. Uh-oh.
Dad, can I ask you a question, please?
Why are we having a barbecue in the middle of winter? It's freezing.
Come on!
What's up with you?
We were supposed to be there five minutes ago.
All right! They won't wait around forever,
you know what I mean? Oh, stop it.
Hurry up.
Please take a seat.
Erm, Dad showed me...
Well, he talked me through the will a couple of years ago.
We're just not sure of the process, are we?
He didn't tell you?
Tell us what?
I see.
Well, unfortunately, he changed the will...
very recently.
He changed it? How?
I'm afraid he changed it completely.
You are no longer the beneficiaries.
Everything has been left to... to his wife.
But his wife is dead.
His new wife.
What do you mean "his new wife"?
This can't be true. He would have told us.
Her name is Susan.
Susan Watson.
And the will clearly states that everything is left to her.
Well, I've never heard of Susan.
Who is this woman? Yeah.
Well, I can see this is a bit of a shock,
but he married Susan,
and the will clearly states that everything is left to her.
And where... where is she from? Where does she live?
Well, I can't tell you that.
It's private information?
If my dad married someone new, why have we not heard of her?
I can't tell you that. It must be a mistake.
He must have been, like, manipulated or something like that.
This was witnessed and signed by him.
No, it isn't. He's been...
He's been coerced, hasn't he? He's been coerced.
Er... Yes.
These were his final wishes.
So, he's just given her everything -
the house, the kettle, mum's jewellery...?
So, we've got a guy who's barely drank a beer in his life,
and he drinks himself to death,
and, at the last minute, changes the will
and gives it to this woman who we've never even heard of -
that's not coercion?
Well, this woman is your dad's wife. No, my mum is his wife.
There's only one woman in my dad's life.
Yeah. That was my mum. Our mum.
Well, you will meet her, and you can ask her.
If not before then, at the cremation.
Sorry, the what? No, Dad wanted to be buried.
Yeah, next to my mum.
Not going to be a cremation. He's getting buried.
I'm afraid this clearly states
that he no longer wanted that. I don't believe it.
Look, you could appeal to her better nature,
suggest a deed of variation.
What is that?
An opportunity to come to an arrangement
with the other party.
And what if she doesn't agree?
I can't help you.
Right, I'm going to go and find out what's going on.
'Dan, are you sure this is the right thing to do?'
What else do you want me to do?
'You don't even know if he still lives there or if he's even alive.
'You need to think about this. We all do.
'We can't just make irrational decisions.'
How is it irrational? Michael is Dad's oldest friend.
'I'm very well aware of who he is. All I'm saying is...'
So, I'm just going to go there, see if he still lives there,
ask him a few questions.
What's wrong with that?
I'm not losing everything to some random woman.
You don't understand, do you?
'Of course I do.' No, you don't.
Oh, hello, hello.
I'm Nathan from Ford Estate Agents.
Nice to meet you. Oh.
I'm here to value the property. Right.
Is now a bad time? It's no problem. I can come back.
Er...
It's a nice property, though. You'll do well out of it.
I could be in and out in no time with a rough estimate for you.
Actually, now is not a good time. Of course. Well, I can come back.
How's tomorrow?
Not really, no. Fair enough.
Well, you know where I am.
Wait.
We might as well see what we could have won.
Who does all these drawings?
Oh, there's loads. Loads...
My sister and my brother, and...
Well, it needs a bit of updating, but, to be honest,
I think, around here, you can sell nuts to a squirrel.
Have you been living here long?
Oh, no. It's not mine. It's my parents'.
My dad designed it, but they're both, erm...
Yep, divorced. Mine, too.
..dead.
Er...
I'm sorry. Erm...
That's...
It's... It's all right. Well, it's a lovely house. Erm...
Er, it's a lovely house.
I think we're looking at 600 without breaking a sweat.
650. Wow. That's a lot of money.
Yeah. It's the market right now, in anyone's currency.
Well, if you want to... That's madness.
Well, if you want to have a think about it,
then you can call me. No, no. It's not that.
It's just... well, I don't even know whether it's mine to sell any more.
What?
No, I mean...
Shit. Sorry. I thought I'd turned the notifications off.
What's it like? I don't usually...
I'm not...
What?
Well, online dating.
Erm...
Depends what you're after.
What do you mean "after"?
You know... No.
Well, if it's a long-term kind of meaningful thing
you're looking for, then maybe it's not the right place,
but... mind you, who can expect to find anything meaningful, erm...
relationship-wise nowadays, you know?
Bit of a strange landscape out there.
So, anyway, if you... if you find you can sell the house,
then you can give me a call here.
Thanks.
And if not, I'll give you a call.
I'll chase you in a couple of days.
Yeah. About the house, obviously.
Great. Have a... Yeah. Have a good day.
You, too.
Bye, then. Erm...
Yeah. See you later. Thank you.
You're welcome.
I want that commission.
What do you want?
Hi, Michael. Sorry to disturb you. My name is Daniel.
I'm Dennis's son, Dennis Watson. I don't know if you remember me.
I'd have only been about that tall last time I saw you.
Yeah.
It's my dad I've come to see you about, actually.
I don't know if you heard, but he passed away a few days ago.
And he always spoke highly of you, you know.
I was hoping we could, erm... could have a chat.
There's a couple of questions have come up, and...
I'm sorry about your loss,
but I have nothing to say about Dennis.
Right.
It's just that he changed the will at the last minute,
and he's left everything to someone else -
someone we don't know,
some woman called Susan we've never met before.
Look, I'm sorry.
I'm afraid I want nothing to do with your father...
alive or dead.
Look, I don't know what was going on between you and my dad,
but, please, we just need answers.
We just need to know who this woman is.
She's my wife.
Susan was MY wife.
And I don't know where you can find her.
Quite frankly, I don't care.
As I've said, according to the pathologist,
death was brought on by alcohol asphyxiation.
But that's what we don't get.
Our dad had never been a big drinker.
There were signs of liver damage that would suggest otherwise.
It was caused by alcohol,
and the sleeping tablets probably didn't help.
Sleeping tablets? Yes.
Sometimes, doctors prescribe sleeping tablets
alongside the dementia medicine. What?
You do know that your father was suffering
from signs of dementia?
It's here in the medical report.
No, he never said. Yeah.
No, he could be forgetful sometimes, and a bit distant, but...
Well, perhaps that's what increased the drinking.
Could explain this marriage, I suppose.
No, no. We don't know that.
To his best friend's wife. Yeah.
Are you sure it couldn't be anything else?
I know this is difficult. I do understand.
No, you don't.
It's my dad we're talking about, and you're saying he's a drunk.
We also noticed some strange payments
going to some companies that we're tracing.
Yeah, and he changed his mind from getting buried next to Mum
to being cremated. Which was weird.
Mm.
That doesn't change the facts.
No, but it adds up to something different
than what we know.
And all I can tell you is how he died.
What's, erm, bioethanol?
It's like a lighter fluid.
People use it to start fires, I think.
Why are you asking that?
Well, because I found a bottle of it -
well, a half-drunk bottle of it -
in my dad's cupboard, which was a bit strange.
Can you drink it?
You'd be doing a lot of damage.
And have you tested for this bioethanol?
I mean, would it show up in your reports?
I've told you about everything that we've found.
Yeah, but you said yourself, right, to drink it, it's suicide, right?
Yes. Or murder.
Yeah. There was no murder.
He did this to himself.
..the room? Go on, Pete.
- There's a good lad. - Kids, kids, come on...
Oh, quit it, Dan. Here he is.
Whoo! Here's the man.
The main man.
Can I have some beer?
You can't, cos you're driving.
No!
Here he is! Whoo!
Here's the man.
I still can't believe Dad married his best friend's wife.
So, here's what I'm thinking, right?
If Dad had dementia,
then he can't have been of sound mind
when he changed the will, so it doesn't stand.
The solicitor said it was legally binding.
Even if he had dementia? Maybe.
The truth is, we just didn't know the real Dennis.
What are you doing? Why are you cleaning?
There's no point.
I'll tear this place apart until I find that original will,
so you're wasting your time.
Then we can challenge this bullshit.
You must be Daniel.
Susan Watson.
I imagine you know who I am by now.
Anyone?
You need to get out of this house. Well, that's not very nice.
Besides, officially, it's you who need to do that.
Who the hell do you think you are?
I'm the woman your father married.
What did you do to him?
"Do"?
Look, I'm not expecting you to like me.
I just thought it might be best if we met before the cremation.
That was your idea, too, was it? Very convenient.
He should be lying next to our mother.
It's Chloe, isn't it?
I wanted him to introduce us while he was alive.
He said he was going to tell you about me.
No. No, you're lying.
You manipulated him.
You were married to Dad's best friend.
Well, you know what they say.
You can't choose who you fall in love with.
And from what Dennis has told me about your ex-husband,
I thought you'd understand that more than most.
You know nothing about me.
You'd be surprised.
You're taking everything from us.
This was obviously a silly idea.
No shit.
I loved your father.
I loved him very much.
At least we have that much in common.
You didn't love him.
You coerced him.
Your father had been ill for about a year.
Dementia. A rather rapid decline.
I think it's what led to his drinking.
And then you helped him out with a new will
while he was dribbling
into his fuel-soaked cornflakes, yeah?
And then you married him.
And who are Gaudete Dynamic?
Your little company, is it?
And DRD1.
I mean, this house not enough for you?
I have no idea what you're talking about.
Please...
I'm afraid this is what your father wanted,
and it's what I want, too.
Well, you're not getting anything, do you hear me? Nothing.
Because when a court hears
that you picked up a vulnerable old man grieving for his wife,
and then you embroiled yourself into his life...
14 years.
That's how long we were together.
And whether you believe me or not, I loved your father,
and he loved me.
And perhaps if you'd bothered to spend more time with him,
then this wouldn't have come as such a shock.
You're lying.
He wanted me to move in here two years ago.
I said I wouldn't until he told you about us.
I thought you deserved that much.
14 years.
Call it coercion, if you like.
I know what I call it.
Oh...
..I think he'd have liked you to say a few words at the funeral,
if you're able.
I know how much he loved you and what he did for you.
Nice to see you, Chloe.
What was that about, Chloe? She was a bit odd with you.
I don't know. She's... mad!
Crazy. It's a lot.
It's a nightmare, is what it is. A nightmare.
What do you think of the new car, Dan?
Say hi to the camera, darling!
You, too, Sian.
Shit.
Thought I turned it off.
I thought there'd be more here.
Good morning, everybody.
My name is Lynn, and I'm the celebrant this morning.
Today's ceremony,
we will be celebrating the life of Dennis Daniel Watson.
My dad had many qualities.
He was warm, you know...
..gentle.
Everyone said so.
That's just the kind of man he was.
Dad gave me this ring that I'm wearing now, and....
..it was a ring his dad had given him.
His dad was his inspiration, you see.
And his dad's example drove him in everything he did in life,
in his business.
My dad built his business up by scratch.
Sorry.
Er, I just... I'm not used to doing stuff like this myself.
Sorry. Er...
I can't do this. I can't do it. Er...
If you want to know the truth, erm...
..my dad should have been buried next to my mum.
Well, here we are...
..and I can't stand up here and praise him,
because... I just don't know what kind of a man he was
or who he was.
I just don't know, so I think it'd be false.
I just...
Dad, you may as well have this ring back, cos...
..it doesn't really mean anything to me now.
I'm afraid we're going to have to take the body.
It's Detective Sergeant Morris.
We need to talk about the death of Dennis Watson.
The levels of poitin and bioethanol found in Dad
are high enough to be suspicious and could explain the dementia.
What did Sian say?
I need to speak to her. We have unfinished business.
I was wondering when you'd show up.
What do you want?!