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Cate only had two contacts in her phone.

Ellie Robson and someone called Fred.

Ellie had convinced Cate that there was some great conspiracy.

BABY CRIES Where are we with forensics?

Other than the family, Mia and Margaret,

there are four unidentified DNA traces.

You're hurling yourself into work to avoid dealing with your grief.

Or maybe I'm doing it because I'm trying to find out who killed

a young woman who was brave enough to bring that tyrant down.

Bergerac's address.

And what am I expected to do with this?

Use your imagination.

That's Sophie Armstrong.

I'd have never pursued this if I'd known.

Kim left with a man. Who?

Vengeance is mine. I will repay.

CAR ENGINE SOUND

No. No, no, no, no, no.

DOOR SHUTS

You've been speaking to Ellie Robson.

I think it's time the world knew what this family is.Hah.

Yes, I'm sure that sounded marvellous in your head.

I see.

This would destroy you, too. You'd lose everything.

I don't care.

Well, I don't believe you, but very well.

Sleeping with Julien cost this.

Continuing to sleep with him will cost more.

So how much do you want?

I don't want more of this.

Because it's not yours to give.

Or the Wakefields. It's stolen goods!

But if I stay, I'll become too used to it.

Then I'll hear about something else you all did,

and I'll think, "OK, but next time, I'll say something."

But I won't. And bit by bit, I'll vanish.

Bit by bit, this family will devour everything that's good in me.

And then I'll be you.

DISTORTED SPEECH

What? What did you say?

When was the last time you saw Blakely?

When I was, um, at his hostel.

Right, and remind us what happened there?

Er, he'd gone to the press.

He said the Wakefields were supporting him.

He says I falsified evidence against him ten years ago.

That's what this whole thing is about.

OK, right. What... we need...

Has anyone contacted the NCA?

And we need a BOLO issued to all officers.

And sniffer dogs. Um, we need informants,

get the list. Where's the fucking list?

Talk to all of them! All the informants! Jim,

you can't be part of this. You know you can't.

Leave it to us.

To us? To us? Who is us? Is it him?

Jesus, is "us" him, Uma? Because, no. He... From day one,

he... You can't give this to him.

We'll have ears on your mobile in the next hour.

If you hear anything before then, you tell us, OK?

But for now...

..I need you to go home. Come on.

Come on.

Barney, that was unforgivable.

We're good, Jim. Like Uma said, we've got it.

Barney, I need a word.

There's an SIO coming from the mainland.

Very experienced, dealt with abductions like this before.

This is not a reflection on you,

but I've asked him to take the lead on this.

That's twice now.

What kind of message does that send about your faith in me?

A much better message than Kim Bergerac turning up dead.

Anything? What happens?

I mean what happens now? What are they doing?

I don't know. There's a process, OK?

There's a hundred things that we do in this situation.

But we have an advantage, OK? We know who has her.

Who is it?

Someone I put in prison ten years ago.

The guy, remember?

He took a child and I found her, it's him.

Then why are you here? You found this child before

and you said you were Jersey's child abduction expert.

You literally said that just the other day, so why are you here?!

Charlie, I work with these people.

PHONE RINGS They will find her.

This says no caller ID, you'd better...

Yeah?

Who's listening, Jim?

I'm assuming there's a trace on your phone.

Have you put one on Granny's, too? Don't lie to me now.

Look, it's just me and her. Listen, John...

..let her go. This is between us. OK?

So just tell me where you are and I can come right now,

no police, and we can talk. Just the two of us.

You sound scared. I'm terrified.

Yeah. Kim's scared, too.

Tell me something. You're still saying you didn't

falsify the evidence against me, right?

I am, yeah.Hmm. Well, then we've got a problem.

Because if I was to say, "To get your daughter back,

"you have to go to the place you planted the strand of hair,"

you wouldn't have a clue what I was talking about, would you?

DIAL TONE BEEPS

I'm going to need your phone. What's the passcode?

Rachel's birth date. Do you know where he means?

Um, yeah. I think so.

So this is your fault.

Don't talk to the police.

BANGING ON DOOR Police, police!

We're trying to locate John Blakely. Who's the supervisor?

Where's Blakely's room?

Thanks.

FOOTSTEPS UPSTAIRS

Tommy Guthrie!

Yeah, I thought so.

You shared a cell with John Blakely in La Moye.

You've saved us a journey.

We were just about to visit you at 15a Despard Road.

So, what you doing here? What, you just thought you'd drop by

and say hello to your mate?

Yeah, b-but he's not here, so I was just going to shoot.

All right. Only, I noticed a sleeping bag on the floor

in his room. Tommy, you're not staying here, are you?

No.Cos that'd breach your conditions of residence,

which could get you sent back to prison to complete your sentence.

No, man. I'm just here to see John, like I said.

Well, why don't I give you

a lift back to your registered address, then?

There's people there, yeah? Like, people from before.

And I want to stop that shit. So John was like,

"Use my floor, Tommy. Stay safe." But you like it here, though?

Yeah. There's table football and I'm crazy good.

How about this?

I see if I can get your residence changed to here, and you tell me

what you and John talk about during your sleepovers.

We've found three possible locations.

Kara's emailing Simon now.

Do you want us to go and check those out?

VOICE OVER PHONE: No, get back here. I've got my SIO arriving

any minute. I need you to brief him on where we are. PHONE DIAL TONE

What SIO? The one who's replacing me

when we get back. I'm being demoted. Again.

Oh. I'm sorry, Barney. That sucks.

Am I shit and no-one's telling me?

No! BARNEY SCOFFS

No, of course you're not. Bergerac had his chance, right?

He had his big career-defining case.

That was ten years ago. Which, by the way,

the rest of us are still mopping up.

Can I be honest with you, Barney?

And don't think I haven't noticed that you all call him "boss".

Can I be honest with you... boss?

The mopping up is that his daughter has been kidnapped by

a sociopath.

OK, please don't take this the wrong way,

but put your fucking big-boy pants on.

Right. Shall we go?

All right.

Barney.Yes. Yes. I said yes. God.

Hey. DCI Jim Bergerac. Look,

I think someone's left a message for me here.

Or maybe a letter or something. Yeah, hold up.

Hold up. Yeah, the courier dropped it off about an hour ago.

I did recognise the name, I said, "He doesn't work here.

"You want the main headquarters." But of course,

she's got her earphones in, so she was like, "What?"

Thank you. I said, "Take your earphones..."

DIAL TONE You didn't fake any evidence,

yet you knew exactly where to come. Well, that is weird.

I know how your mind works, John.

I know how this story you've told yourself goes.

I am sorry about your wife. It was slow, wasn't it?

That must have been hard.

Don't talk about her.

Oh, today is all about getting stuff off your chest.

Come out from where you're hiding. I'll tell you all about it.

Oh, I wish I could, but I'm miles away.

When you answered the phone, you said, "I knew where to come."

Not, "I knew where to go."

Ooh! Clever, Jim. You've got me. I have to say, you look like shit.

I'm here. Oh, you can't you see me waving?

Look up. Look up. No, look down. No, to your left. I'm on your left.

No, Jim, your left. Come out, you fucking coward!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, Jim.

Imagine if Kim heard you using language like that.

Have we calmed down now? Yeah.

Good lad. OK. Leave the phone on the ground, go to your car.

Put the keys on the front seat and get in the boot.

In the boot? Bye, Jim. DIAL TONE

CAR DOOR SHUTS, ENGINE STARTS

Oh, here he is.

Barney, this is Doug Marsh.

Uma says you went to Blakely's hostel.

Yeah. Uh, Kara spoke to this guy Tommy.

He's a friend of Blakely's. Gave us three possible locations.

I think Simon's got them up on the board.Great.

Belmont Gospel Hall.

Blakely goes to his Bible meetings there and has a set of keys.

He goes in and sets out the chairs. And then there's

a stately home where he would go on school holidays.

Loved it there, apparently his only happy memory as a kid.

We don't know the name, but apparently it is closed down now.

Oh, that could be... Oh, what's it called? Pelham Hall. Here.

And a barn in Sion. He used to hike there as a student.

It's a very rural area, though. Lots of farms, smallholdings.

This is where she'll be. Low population density.

Residences spread far apart.

Very little chance of being overseen or overheard.

Sorry. Can I just...?

Sion's a thirty-minute drive from where she was last seen.

That's through half a dozen busy villages.

Now, that is a long time

to keep someone subdued without drawing any kind

of attention, right? So, I would perhaps send someone to

the stately home. A couple of bodies just because it's closer

and that's surrounded by woodland.

We have what at our disposal? Ten officers? 12 tops?

Half that once you've covered the ports and the airport.

Yeah? Where's he most likely to be?

And I'm not sending one spotty lad on a bicycle,

because the rest are out searching anywhere Blakely went on

a summer holiday. Class dismissed. Huh.

You thinking what I'm thinking?

Hello, Jim.

Out.

DOOR SHUTS

Dad!

Jesus Christ.

Are you OK, love?

Dad, what's happening?

CHAINS RATTLE

It's OK. All right? It's all right, it's nearly over,

I promise. Now listen to me, did he hurt you?

No, no. Are you sure? No.

SHOUTING: She said no!

This was never about her. Well, at least not entirely.

This is about you.

Right. Well, you've got me now, so let her go.

Oh, all in good time.

Promise.

Don't fucking... point.

Now, Kim. Bit of background,

otherwise none of this is going to make any sense.

Ten years ago, your father falsified evidence against me.

Sent me to prison.

He wouldn't do that.

That's adorable. But sadly, not true...

..as he's about to explain.

You want a confession.

I can't confess to something I didn't do.

Oh, I have faith in you, Jim.

Dig deep.

You've already convinced yourself that it happened.

What difference does me saying it make?

I'll take the front You want to go round the far side? Sure.

You know, when I was released, I went home.

And my parents, they hadn't visited me once.

Not once. So I wasn't expecting a party

or some fucking banner across the door.

Now, my father, he must have seen me coming

because he was waiting at the door when I reached the gate.

He told me to stop where I was. He had a walking stick in his hand

and he shifted the stick so it was lower down,

so the handle was like a...

..like a weapon.

And me, like a dog.

That's how he looked at me.

Like I was a dog with foam around its mouth.

Don't.

I want to change the way she looks at you.

If I do this, what then?

Well, then, it's over.

Finding the girl was easy. Just policing.

Eye-witnesses looking at maps. And I knew it was you.

I knew it from the very first interview.

But we had no proof.

We played Sophie a tape of your voice.

She said, "That's him." But she was blindfolded.

It wasn't enough.

You were going to get away with it.

And so, I took a strand of her hair,

I went to the garage, I put it in your car,

and I requested a second search.

Finally. Wasn't so hard, was it?

I haven't finished.

I did it...

..because you're an animal.

You think that you didn't hurt that girl?

I bet you said it to yourself, "I didn't lay a finger on her.

But you did. You fucking terrorised her.

And so, I did it...

..because you deserved to go to prison.

But not like that.

I was a hero.

And I loved it, all of it.

The respect and the status.

My God.

The way my wife looked at me.

But it was a lie.

And the lie became heavier and heavier

and now we're here, a decade later.

And I am exhausted from carrying it.

Yeah, I thought that was going to make me feel better.

No! No. Oh, my God. Please don't hurt him!

Oh, shit. Jim, you idiot.

No, no! Oh, my God. Please don't hurt him!

Close your eyes, Kim.

VOICE OVER RADIO: Barney, where are you?

No!

Barney, are you hurt? They're in there. Blakely's armed.

Oh, Jesus!

John Blakely located at Pelham Hall,

Rue de Amnistie. He has Bergerac and his daughter.

He is armed. Advise silent approach.

VOICE OVER RADIO: Received.

Dad!

Dad! BANG RINGS OUT

VOICE OVER RADIO: Do not attempt to enter the premises.

Request for ARV sent... Barney, no!

SCREAMING

Dad! Dad!

Are you OK?

John Blakely, you're under arrest on the suspicion of the abduction

of Kim Bergerac and the attempted murder of DCI Jim Bergerac.

You do not have to say anything...

Margaret's been charged with perverting the course of justice

and released on bail.

But not for murder.

Well, I think that's imminent.

So we need to work out our next move.

Now, you know you're going to go to prison

for faking a ransom demand. However,

there are prisons and there are prisons,

and any half-decent lawyer will argue that your actions were

the result of grief and shock, and get you sent somewhere where,

I don't know, they'll have art classes, a little vegetable garden.

Somewhere where they won't put broken glass in your mashed potato.

When you say half-decent lawyer, you mean...

A very expensive one.Hmm.

So what do you need in exchange?

Well, you know about Ellie Robson and what she's been saying I did.

Well, it turns out that she reached out to Cate.

And Cate was planning on going to the press.

I mean, it's horrific what Margaret did.

And perhaps you were thinking about memorialising Cate

in some way, finish her unfinished business.

Publish and be damned. My advice to you, is don't.

What about Bergerac?

I don't think we need to worry about him.

He's got his hands full right now.

So Cate will have died for, nothing then.

Honestly?

I think most people do.

What you going to do about Margaret?

It's done.

HORN HONKS

OPERA MUSIC OVER RADIO

Is it really bad?

No. No, not at all.

Yeah, it's faded a lot already.

Jesus, your face.

How's Kim doing?

She's shaken up. She's... at her grandmother's.

I'm heading over there now.

What you did today wasn't heroic or selfless.

It was moronic and spectacularly reckless.

Same goes for you two. I don't know what's wrong with you all.

We have protocols, ways of doing things that have been

arrived at through successful outcomes.

They're not bloody serving suggestions.

What happens next?

You've given your statement, yes?

We'll need one from Kim.

Well, I meant with the Wakefield case.

I know what you meant. But that's Barney's concern,

against my better judgment.

Not yours.

Just go home.

And stay there.

Um, thank you. I think you saved my life.

Oh, don't say that.

I guess it's over, then.

All right, the Wakefield case.

We're still liking Margaret, correct?

The messages on Cate's phone,

how Margaret has always resented Cate for invading

the Wakefields', how she's just a gold digger...

They've been a bit of a game-changer.

They were to someone called Fred, weren't they?

Did we ever find out who that was?

We are still looking.

I mean, it's probably just someone from Cate's spin class.

But for now, we've got enough to bring in Margaret.

It's all yours, Barney.

Right, Margaret Heaton. Let's be having you.

Nice room. Thank you.

It's where I see my private clients.

Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't realise you had a private practice.

I thought all you did was deal with... hairy-arsed coppers.

LAUGHTER

No. But lovely as that sounds...

So tell me what the hell happened.

She was abducted.

Wow.

John Blakely. He didn't hurt her, but she's going to need some help.

So do you know of anyone who could... you know?

When she's ready to talk about it.

Uh, yes. No, I do. Hold on.

His name is Ben. He's a trauma specialist.

He's great.

Say it's an emergency, say you spoke to me.

Thank you.Right.

So how have you left the case?

Well, they're about to make an arrest.

And some stuff is going to come out about me and Blakely.

I faked some evidence, so that's a whole big thing.

And I might end up in prison.

What? You said Blakely was guilty.

Yeah, well, the two things aren't mutually exclusive.

Who are they arresting?

Is this a session?

What? No. Oh, confidentiality. No, don't worry. Same rules apply.

OK.

It was Margaret, the PA.

BANGING

Oh. Sorry, that's my wife. It's fine.

She won't come down, I said I had a client here.

Is that your second wife?

No, first. Well, I mean, so far.

You said your wife was dead.

I did, didn't I? That was... Sorry,

that was a little white lie. You were going to stop our sessions

and I felt there was still so much work to do.

OK, I wouldn't call that a white lie.

I am sorry if you feel I misled you.

No, I don't feel you did. You did.

Margaret. What was the motive?

Arthur Wakefield, he committed fraud.

Cate was going to go to the press.

Sorry, I'm still confused about the thing with your wife.

You said a request had been made on my behalf,

and you volunteered because you'd lost your wife.

We had a shared experience,

so you thought you'd have something to offer me.

All clients aren't equal, OK? Some are just dull.

I mean, really dull.

No therapist will ever admit this, by the way.

But I just thought, "Well, you'd be interesting."

And was I? All I did was download about the case.

As I said, we weren't always talking about

the case when we were talking about the case.

Just as I don't believe you're really here for the number of

a trauma specialist. OK, so why do you think I'm here?

You promised Kim a conversation about her mum,

but the case kept getting in the way.

The case is over now. There are no distractions left.

It's not a problem, you know, talking about...

You have turned this into this huge thing.

I can actually talk about her.

Oh, sure, sure. But maybe you need a dry run.

Hmm?

Tell me about the night she died.

It took six days.

I mean, technically, it was six months.

But to die... it took her six days.

I don't remember a lot of it.

I think you do.

I think you are there now.

There was a picture.

I was sat on the right-hand side of her bed...

..and there was a picture on the opposite wall.

What was the picture of?

Um... Just...

You know, generic. Hills.

Pastel colours. Um...

I spent six days staring at that picture.

It's burned into my brain.

And I hated it,

because it said that death was peaceful, tranquil.

But it isn't. It's... It's a...

..a bare-knuckle fight. It's...

It's decay.

Is there something you have to consider?

Your clients are going to be looking at it for months on end. Well,

it's a consideration, I suppose.

Tell me about those six days.

You've gone for the bookcase.

Classic.

Though that was mainly about having somewhere to keep my books.

Tell me about those six days. What were you thinking?

Sorry, I should have said...

..I take sugar. Do you have any?

Jim.

How many? Just the one. Huh. Just a sec.

Here. Thank you.

So that session, when you said we weren't talking about

the case when we were talking about the case, that was when

you told me to ignore all my doubts about Mia and Tomos.

Er, if I recall,

I asked you to look at what was underpinning that.

You know Uma sacked me?

Before everything happened with Kim,

because I went to see Blakely, which you told her about.

I have a duty of care to you, and the people around you.

It says so in that form I asked you to sign before our first session.

Was Cate Wakefield a client of yours?

Why on earth do you ask that? She was very unhappy.

Cate was in contact with someone she called Fred.

The cable for that lamp cuts across

the spines of those books. It covers the U in Freud.

I think Cate spent hours sitting in this chair...

..looking at that bookcase behind you, seeing that word, Fred.

Just as I was staring at that picture in my wife's hospital room.

In Cate's mind, you became synonymous with that word.

Jim... But why would you lie about it? I mean,

you know that you couldn't be my therapist. OK, OK.

I'm going to have to choose my words carefully now,

but that, you know, is fanciful.

And it didn't just...

You asked to be my therapist, you volunteered.

SHOUTING: I've explained that!

I've...

I've explained that.

How hard do you think it would be to obtain a list of your clients?

She was a client. She was lonely. There was

not a very healthy dynamic in the Wakefield house.

So after she died, I wanted to take you on so I could see how

the case was going. You know, I was fond of her.

It was a mistake. I realise that now.

Cate's second phone was so she could communicate

with Ellie Robson. Why were you on there?

She didn't want Julien to know she came here, or any of them.

You were in contact with her the night she died.

She told you she was leaving. You wished her well.

I was very sorry to see her go, but I understood.

I mean, if you had seen the messages,

you'd know what Margaret had been saying about her.

But here's the thing, that was your second phone, too.

We tried to trace the number. It's a pay-as-you-go.

I have a separate phone for clients.

No, I'm a client. You didn't give that number to me.

I think you only ever gave it to Cate.

Because even though she didn't know it, she was different.

She was special to you.

Were you in love with her? I wasn't in love with her, Jim. No.

And this was your last chance. Hmm?

You couldn't tell her in a text, so you went to her house.

This is getting a little old now.

Did you ask her to stay? Hmm? Start a life with you?

Or were you going to run away together?

Either way, she says no.

She says maybe she's going to tell your wife, then you fight.

My wife is here. So I need you to go.

And you leave your DNA.

Remember I told you how hard it is to get away

with murder because of how sophisticated forensics are.

The problem is they have to be on file, otherwise we can't find them,

unless we know where to look. So tell me, Pete,

are we going to find you on there?

OK. OK, this is absolutely... I'm at fault!

I'm at fault! I admit that.

But the... patient-counsellor relationship is complex.

It's intense. I mean, you share so much.

And maybe... maybe I need to take a beat

and examine that. If you're imagining some... some... some

..sort of... Oh, God. Oh, God.

SOBBING

Do you know, the thing is...

..I would have made her so happy.

HE MURMURS

Pete Benedict, I am arresting you on suspicion of

the murder of Cate Wakefield sometime between 8pm and 10pm

on Tuesday, the 3rd of September, 2024.

OK.

OK, so we open with her lying about the car.

Yeah? That leads us to motive, protect Arthur.

Then bosh. Home in time for Bake Off, yeah? Yeah.

You haven't done many of these, have you? No. A couple.

Right. Well, you follow my lead.

And have fun with it, OK? Good luck.

Hold on, hold on. I'm with Barney now.

It's Bergerac.

Margaret, hi. Did you want to grab a table or...?

No, I'm not stopping.

Um, Cate was about to run away.

She said there was a level of toxicity in

the house that she couldn't tolerate,

and that if she stayed any longer, she'd become like me.

I wanted to kill her.

So much so that when we came back that night, I...

..I wondered for a moment if I HAD done it.

I have something for you.

There are different kinds of truths.

There are the blatant facts, night follows day.

And then there are truths that are so big...

..it's like looking at a painting with a magnifying glass.

You have to stand back to see it.

I stood back.

I had quite the view.

Huh.

Ten years ago, I planted forensic evidence in John Blakely's car.

And on his phone, there is a voice recording of me admitting it.

I've heard it.

What? How?

Never you mind.

Er, yeah. Well, anyway, I want the matter investigated.

Is that the only time you planted evidence or faked evidence?

Yes.

Yes, of course.

Good. Then having considered the matter...

..I've decided to take no further action.

No, we need to get in front of it.

When Blakely's case comes to trial, he'll want it admitted as evidence.

There isn't a jury in the world that would believe it.

You had a gun pointing at you.

I'd say I was the Unabomber if I had a gun pointing at me.

Not if I say it's true.

How selfish. My God, Jim. How utterly self-indulgent.

What? Sorry, what?

All the other people you put in prison since then,

they'll all want retrials.

That taxi driver that assaulted those girls.

That doctor who killed his wife. Pete Benedict,

we won't even get him to court if this comes out.

So who ultimately would you be serving here?

Not their victims. Not Cate Wakefield. No-one but you.

I've... I've carried this for ten years.

And so you should.

Right. Run along. I've got a thing.

Oh, by the way, we're dropping charges against Mia and Tomos.

And they're thinking of making an application to adopt Lily.

Wow. What are their chances?

Slim. But slim is OK. We can work with slim.

Er, what about Arthur Wakefield?

Not much we can do about him, sadly.

Let's just hope karma really is a bitch.

ANSWERING MACHINE BEEPS Margaret. It's Arthur.

Again. You surprise me, you really do.

Because it's all become a bit petty now.

Sure, mistakes were made. Nobody's saying they weren't.

But from where we were sitting...

Could you take a look over my statement?

I've sent it via email.

Fuck's sake.

I have prepared a brief statement.

Our family has suffered a terrible loss.

Over the past couple of weeks...

Oh.

Um...

Our family has suffered a terrible loss over

the last couple of weeks.

While we are relieved that charges have been brought against

Pete Benedict... Mr Wakefield.

Can I finish? We have been shown evidence

of possible criminality in your purchase of

a company called Allied Cirocell. Do you have a comment?

I'm sorry? Several dozen emails.

An order to hack the emails of a company director.

A valuation done under the guise of a tax audit.

And a demand from a debt collection agency that doesn't actually exist.

Would you like to respond?

I'm sorry, but can you speak up a bit?

Mr Wakefield. Mr Wakefield! INDISTINCT CHATTER

These are very serious allegations. Surely you'd like to respond.

Hi.Hi.Hey.

Oh, wow. So you've got it working, then!

Well, I rolled it out of the garage and

progress kind of tailed off after that.

Hello. What time do you call this? Early.Hmm.Well.

Look at that classic from a bygone era in need of repair.

That's entrapment.

The therapist says that Kim's doing really well.

Did you ask him if he'd killed anyone?

Yeah. He said no.

So, no harm done.

Is that what you're trying not to say?

I thought we'd agreed a ceasefire.

In earshot of Kim, as I recall.

I'm a broken record, I know. But the rage I feel towards you,

I don't know what to do with it all.

I will make things OK again.

I do hope so, Jim. You've never had an enemy like me.

Don't forget Kim's school concert on Friday.

I'll get a taxi there,

so as to avoid coming out and finding my car on bricks.

Bye, darling.

Er, do you know anything about cars?

No, I was hoping you did. So why did Mum get it for you?

Um, she said I needed a project.

Said you were her project. What?

No, what?

Remember when she'd lost all her hair,

and we'd go out

and she'd pull her wig so it was slightly lop-sided?

And she'd be talking to people completely normally,

she'd be like, "Yes. No,

"no, I know." And I'd be in the corner crying.

Um... What do you want for dinner?

Don't mind.

Did I ever tell you about the time I met your mum?

You did.

But tell me again.

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