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- Michael! Hello. Hi, Mum.

When Leo Vincent died bankrupt,

his family concealed money
from his creditors.

Surprise!

This is how I'm dealing with being
40. Yeah, midlife crisis.

You've got to move on from
this thing with your dad.

Marry me, Gina.

My answer's yes.

Look at this guy,

he has no idea what's waiting
for him up ahead.

Mattanza, the annual tuna cull
that takes place in Sicily

since the 9th century.

He's about to encounter 100
fishermen ready to spear his heart

and club him to death.

A shitty way to go, by any standards.

Here I am, on the morning
of my own demise.

Would I have done anything
differently if I had known?

No.

If I had known my time was up
I would have spent my last moments

doing the one thing that always gave
me pleasure, without pain.

Cooking.

After all, life is short, and then...

You know?

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I was thinking we could roast it whole.

Garlic, lemon. Nothing fancy.

You catch it, I cook it.

- That was the deal.
- In other words, stop interfering?

Couldn't have put it better myself.

Greenock Glen, rare cask release,

born in 1968,

spent the past 48 years
ageing in a sherry hogshead.

Well, apart from the last three months,

when it's just been hanging out
in my rucksack.

What the occasion?

Always wanted to get drunk on whiskey
that's older than me. Are you in?

Mm. It's tempting, but, no, I can't.

It's Leo's anniversary feast
tomorrow evening.

You're making all this tonight?

Yeah. I'm doing it for Leo.

This is how we remember
people in Sicily.

The more you miss them,
the more food you make.

And with that bloody corporate
group that Sam's booked in,

there will be absolutely
no time tomorrow.

I should get started on this bass.

It needs time to marinade
overnight, right?

So you're going to stay up all night
cooking for a dead bloke

you never met?

Who wouldn't?

Well, all right. Crazy.

Oh.

Oh, sorry.

I was up all night working with Gina.

She said I could kip here for an hour.

Not a problem.

So, did you enjoy your party?

I did, actually.

And Mark?

Is he an old friend, or a new one?

An old friend.

You missed one.

Can you do me a favour?

Can you keep an eye on Gina
for me today?

The Strauss booking is too important.

And you're worried she'll sabotage
it spectacularly as only she can?

Seriously, I know you're her
protege, but I need you on my side.

I'm on your side.

Calamari ripieni,

fegato di coniglio.

You want to know what purgatory is like?

It's being this close to Gina's food,
and not being able to taste it.

Is it wrong to be jealous that
you stayed up all night cooking

- for your dead ex-husband?
- You know me.

Any excuse to feed people.

So, it's been a few days now.

I was thinking maybe we could
tell Teresa this morning.

Really? Leo's anniversary might be
enough for one day, don't you think?

You're kidding. Mum and Dad
finally getting hitched

is gonna blow her mind.

Yeah, but you know how easily
she tips off balance.

Que profumo! I could smell
the coniglio from my room.

Breakfast is served in the dining room.

Your boyfriend is in the kitchen,
why not your father?

Boyfriend? I'm afraid
that ship has sailed.

More of a man friend at this age.

In fact...

OK. I'll leave you to it.

Oh, grappa. Si?

What the hell are you doing? No, no.

I was trying to help.

Well, if I want your
help, I'll ask for it.

Look, look, I'm happy that
you're staying, just please

please don't rush things.

OK. Va bene. Scusa! Scusa tanto.

Grappa!

Arggh!

Teresa! Hey, wait up.

Look, I left you like,
four voice messages.

Oh, is this some sort of game
where we make pointless statements?

I think green tea tastes like torture.

Your turn.

Look, I'm really, really sorry
about what happened at the party.

It's already forgotten.

Really?

Great, well, then...

Oh, and happy one year anniversary
of my dad's sudden death.

Happy?

Only someone deeply disturbed
calls a meeting for 9am outdoors.

I want to move Leo's memorial
feast from the Penrose to here.

All the people he adored, eating
the food he loved,

in his favourite place.

How, exactly?
We're miles from the kitchen.

Well, that's where you two come in.

I want to transform the place,
you know, lights, chairs,

barbecue, the lot.

I want to make it really special.

Great.

We could do it together?

I've told James I'd help him
with his bike, so...

Huh. No worries. Um...

I'll ask Dio if I can borrow his truck.

Oh, and Michael? If you could
practice your seduction skills

on the billions of females
that don't work in my kitchen,

I'd be grateful.

Poppy's just spent the last 72 hours
crying because Mikey didn't call.

Yeah, sure.

Thanks, Gina.

Nul point, mother.

- What?
- I don't care who he shags.

You will have help out later,
though, yeah?

Cabin fever finally get to you?

Excuse me?

Ever since our night of passion,
you have been hiding in your shell.

Look, what happened
was a hideous mistake

and should be forgotten
immediately, if not sooner.

Now, chitchat this early
makes me nauseous.

And you're standing in my light.

Who said I'm here to chitchat?

Oh, please, I let you have the
room, can't you leave me alone?

Just a token of my affection.

- What?
- You don't like it?

Bless...

Then, perhaps, I can stay.

- Oh!
- No chitchat, of course.

Arggh...

All right.

But this is not a date.

I wish you'd discussed changing
Leo's memorial with me.

What's to discuss? It's his first
anniversary,

and we agreed to do something special.

I thought we agreed to do a simple,
family meal here.

If I'd known you were planning
something more elaborate

I wouldn't have booked in
the Strauss masterclass.

Don't worry, I'll have those bankers
eating out of my hand.

Great. Because I really think that

this is the best way to remember Leo,

by taking the Penrose
from strength to strength.

Of course.

Good.

I've got the fruit and veg supplier
coming at 12,

can, uh, you make a withdrawal?

Consider it done.

Yes, and how many guests are they?

- What are you doing?
- We have a problem,

some money is missing from the stash.

Almost £2,000.

- Are you sure?
- 100% positive.

Someone in the Penrose
is stealing from us.

Hypocrisy has always been one of Gina's

more endearing shortcomings.

Mortally offended by the thought
of someone stealing,

but she sees no crime
in laundering money.

You actually think that one of us
would steal money from you?

That's not exactly what we're saying.

It's exactly what it sounds like.

Look, it doesn't matter
who took it, or why...

Which one of you stole the cash?

What, do you actually
want me to say this?

- Do you?
- Well, the shoe fits.

You only came home because you're broke.

OK, I didn't steal any money
from you or mum.

Are you happy?

Of course not. Christ!

Isn't it entirely likely that
you have misplaced the money?

Don't be ludicrous.

Says the woman accusing her
own flesh and blood of theft!

Mrs Vincent, can I have a word?

Why is she always interrupting?

Can't you see we're in
the middle of something?

I'm going.

There's an irate supplier around
the back who wants to get paid.

I'll be right there.

Family meeting over.

Great.

Here. Where's the bag now?

In the same place. I haven't
had a chance to move it.

What if they come back for the rest?

Oh, I knew it.

Oh, don't be ridiculous.
I'm not your midnight hoodlum.

This watch was a gift from Joe.

What's my father doing
giving you presents?

That's the wrong question.

Where did he get the money for it?

Stealing? Ha!

Have you lost your mind?

Spare me the innocent old man act.

It's the only probable explanation.

It is not true. You have
no reason to accuse me.

I have a lifetime of reasons.

Get out! I want you gone
by the end of the day.

If you treat people like this, you're
going to end up old and alone,

like me.

I am nothing like you.

I would never abandon my own child.

Do you know, I buried you years ago.

Do us both a favour,
and go back to being dead!

Regina, don't you dare
walk away from me.

I did not take the money!

The perfect day.

A day filled with the promise
of all the other good days to come.

If only men like us weren't doomed
to continually mess things up.

Nono, you can't leave.

La mia dolce bambina.

It's not fair. It's not right.
You didn't do it, I know you didn't.

You know how your mother is
when she gets something in her head.

Screw Mum, this is not North Korea.

We do not have to do
everything that she says.

Let it go.

It's easy for you to say, your
father wasn't the devil incarnate.

You can't keep doing this to yourself.

Something reminds you of him,
and look at you.

He doesn't deserve the energy
it takes for you to hate him.

Drink this. Chef's orders.

You never have to see him again.

And even if, by some miracle,
he grows a conscience

and shows up here...

..I'll deal with him.

I promise.

Now, let me do this for you.

- Your knife's broken.
- It's just the rivet.

I'm used to it.

What's this for?

Mattonella di chocolate con fichi.

It's a biscuit cake, with figs.

With figs, huh? Mm.

Hang on.

Are you here to help me out,
or are you just after the recipe?

Bit of both.

You have no right sending Grandad away.

You don't know what he's like.

I'm trying to protect you.

Oh, my God, how many times
do I have to tell you,

I do not need your protection.

How many times have you
proven that you do?

You know, for someone who
has spectacularly destroyed

every relationship she has ever had,

I don't know where you get off
trying to control mine.

Stop right there, Teresa.

So your father abandoned you, so what?

At least you weren't lied to about

who he was by your scheming,
psychotic mother.

Enough.

I don't actually blame
him for walking out.

Why would anyone want
to stay with someone

as selfish and manipulative...

I'm... I'm sorry, Teresa.

I'm sorry. Sorry, I...

Hey, hey, wait, wait a second.

Teresa.

What?

Who do you think stole the money?

Do I look like Miss Marple to you?

No, I just wanted to explain,
you know, about Polly.

Her name is Poppy.
Jesus, Michael, you know,

you've really made a fine art
out of shagging nameless girls.

I just don't believe your dad is guilty.

It doesn't make any sense.

The man stole my Holy Communion
money from my doll's house

when I was eight years old.

This hardly seems
wildly out of character.

But that was before.

Lots of parents mess up.

I know I have.

Look, I'll tell you what, you stay
out of my family business,

and I'll stay out of yours.

OK? Now, give me that shovel.

Let's get this money buried.

You've got your combination wrench,

your pipe wrench,
your stubby wrench, and...

- ..Your torque wrench.
- Is any of this important?

Because my brain has already filed
it under blah, blah, blah, blah.

Well, mechanics is a
little bit like life.

You spend enough time at it,
you soon know what's what.

Deep. You should be my new therapist.

Oh, yes. Imagine all of the
damaged minds I could heal

via my motorbike maintenance.

- Do you think I'm damaged?
- We're all damaged.

Side-effect of a little
thing called life.

I've been looking everywhere for you.

The Strauss group arrived.

- Have you seen Gina?
- Don't worry, she's coming.

They're early.

How do I look?

Uh, how honest do you want me to be?

So, that's all the ingredients prepped.

Anything else I can do to help?

Murder a dozen bankers,
and make it look like

a team-building experience
that's gone tragically wrong?

I don't remember creative homicide
being in the job description.

Mm. Shame.

Actually, maybe you can help.

Um...

Hi.

- Welcome to the Penrose. I'm Sam.
- It's so nice to meet you.

Look at this place, it's just,
I mean, epic.

The pictures on your website
do not do this justice.

Fire your photographer, seriously.

You have foliage in your hair.

Oh, I've been digging.

Bully for you. I haven't been able
to get a phone signal for miles.

How do you people live like this?

That's the whole point, Rhea, no
distractions, no interruptions,

just time and space to think,
to feel, to reconnect.

This is Dio, he's in charge of
your outdoor activities.

Um, oh, thanks. This is a copy
of the schedule.

Oh, archery, wonderful.

Orienteering, amazing.

Why does the countryside always
smell like cow shit?

Because that's where they shit.

Ha-ha! Really, Rhea.

She's always like this,
aren't you, Rhea? So funny.

- She's lovely.
- Just be nice.

I'm making no promises.

All right, everybody. Check in,

and meet in the kitchen for the
masterclass with Gina Benelli.

You're not Gina Benelli.

- Well spotted.
- The whole point of a masterclass

is that you get to learn from a master.

My very own almond biscotti

- with a rhubarb compote.
- I'll try one.

Oh, my God,

that's incredible.

Can you show me?

Of course. Why don't you
sit up here next to me?

Teresa is refusing to listen or learn.

She has absolutely no idea
what he's capable of.

And yet she still insists on
believing that he's the good guy.

Well, she's your daughter.

Is that it? Your words of wisdom?

Meaning she's stubborn, intelligent,
passionate, headstrong.

- I slapped her.
- What?

What the hell were you thinking?

She just pushed me, and pushed me,
until I just snapped.

The last thing she needs right
now is someone like him

earning her trust, and
then letting her down.

I tell you, if Leo was here right now,

he wouldn't let him anywhere near her.

And yet, here I am,
completely on my own,

just messing it up.

The Gina Benelli I know doesn't need
anyone to fight her fights for her.

You gave him a chance, and it
didn't work out.

Now he's gone, it's done.

- Teresa?
- Just talk to her,

she is stronger than you
give her credit for.

You hold the blade like this,

so then you just run the knife
back and forth.

- Back and forth.
- Amazing.

Such fine... technique.

Can you excuse us for a moment, please?

Where the hell is Gina?

She asked me to run the class.

- I'm more than able...
- You said you would keep an eye on her.

You said you were on my side.

- I AM on your side.
- I asked you specifically...

You do realise they could sue us
for everything we have?

I mean, how could you be so careless?

I didn't give her my knife.
If you hadn't have distracted me,

I wouldn't have put it
down in the first place.

You seemed distracted
enough when I walked in.

What's that supposed to mean?

Since when does a cooking
masterclass involve foreplay?

Foreplay?!

I was just doing what Gina told me to.

Don't mention Gina. She is the
problem here, not the solution.

Then why are you so pissed off at ME?

I think this is about something else.

This is about a professional
agreement that you...

Um...

is this part of some new
staff reward scheme?

Why on Earth would you trust
an inexperienced staff member

with such an important booking?

"Inexperienced staff member",

oh, you mean the one you were
just mauling in my kitchen?

That's not the point.

That's exactly the point!

You want to talk about professionalism,
let's start right here.

You have already seduced my
husband in the workplace,

and now you're coming after my protege.

Adam is not Leo.

Not everything I do is about Leo.

Obviously. You don't even seem
to care about his anniversary.

Of course I care.

But I am trying to run a business

and to move on from our
ex-husband, unlike you.

- Excuse me?
- Come on! James! Who are you kidding?

You're just stringing him along
until you get bored.

You don't know anything
about MY relationship.

Maybe I was wrong to have kissed
Adam, but at least I'm not clinging

onto a man who is never coming back.

So, which tree did you bury Gina under?

I didn't kill her.

Not that I didn't want to.

Did you call the hospital?

Yes, they've reattached her finger,

it all looks fine, thankfully.

I will need you to write a statement
for the accident report form.

Yes, of course.

About us...

Adam, there is no us.

Are you sure?

I'm positive.

You're too young, you're an employee,

there are more than a million reasons

why this won't work, Adam, trust me.

Honestly, I don't know
what I was thinking.

Is this really what you want?

It's for the best.

Couldn't you have called anyone else?

Dio's not picking up.
Everybody else is busy.

So I thought maybe you
could give me a hand.

Look, otherwise it's
going to take me forever

to look up all this stuff, so...

Are you going to help me or what?

Group bonding, where you
take a bunch of people

who detest each other, and
make them carry out a series

of meaningless tasks,
until they feel united

by their mutual hatred
of the experience.

Are you sure you've done this map right,

because it doesn't make any sense to me?

Maybe if you took your
head out your arse,

you might see the wood for the trees.

Just a thought.

But give me a bit of good
old-fashioned tension any day.

There's a magic in that clash
of personalities... two people

pushing and pulling.
There is a chemistry there.

An alchemy that brings
out the best in people.

And the worst.

Where do you want these?

You know, I think this is
where Dad taught me to swim.

Well, I say taught, but he
kind of just threw me in

and it was a sink or swim situation.

But I'm not dead!

I'll just leave these here, then, yeah?

What's wrong with you?

You should at least be
able to talk to me.

I took the money.

Even YOU'RE not that twisted.

Fuck! Really?

Really.

And, what, you just let your
grandfather take the blame for it?

Like, what kind of person
would even do that?

Great friendship skills,
Michael, thanks.

Sorry to keep you.

- Are you checking out?
- More like checking in.

You should leave. I could lose my job.

Your employers are laundering money,
and you're protecting them.

I told you, I don't know anything.

It's like this. If you don't come to
us, we're going to come after you.

And we will put all of you in
prison for a very long time.

I'm throwing you a life jacket here,

but if you'd rather go
down with the ship...

You should leave. Now.

Thank you. I hope you enjoyed your stay.

Oh, very much. I'll definitely be back.

Have I just been completely
wasting my time here,

training you up to be a great chef

so that you can throw it all away
for some casual sex with the boss?

- It just happened.
- You are good, you know you are.

You've got a serious career
ahead of you, if you want it.

I do!

So nothing else is going to happen
between you and Sam?

No.

Give me another chance, Chef,
I won't let you down.

That beef needs prepping.

You won't regret it.

Your knife's broken.

No, it's just a rivet.

It was that way when I got it.

Where did you find it, Adam?

Nowhere. It's mine.

It's just, Leo had a knife
exactly like this.

His father gave it to him,
but he lost it.

No, it wasn't lost. He...

He gave it to his son.

To Michael?

No.

To me.

So... Your mother.

Who was she?

A wine merchant. She met Leo here.

Here?! For fuck's sake, Leo!

But I never had any contact
until my 21st birthday,

when he sent me the knife,
with a letter.

Don't you think you should
have mentioned this earlier?

You wouldn't have let me stay.

There's no money here, if
that's what you're after!

I don't want your money.

I just want to know who my dad was.

Well, I'll tell you exactly who he was.

A lying, cheating bastard

who did whatever he liked regardless
of who he hurt along the way.

I just wanted to know what was
so great about this place,

to meet the family my dad chose over me.

I never thought that being here
would change everything the way it has.

For the first time in my life, I
feel like I really belong somewhere.

Gina, please let me stay.

You can stay for evening service.

And then?

And then I'll do what's
best for my family.

Ah... I didn't figure you
for such a cliche.

Hitting the bottle at the first
smell of trouble.

How did you find me?

The most squalid pub
in a ten-mile radius...

seemed an obvious choice.

And I need clarification.

Did you take the money?

You know I didn't.

That's why you came here.

Then, how could you afford this?

It was my mother's.

I wanted you to know
that what happened between us

meant something to me.

I'm sorry.

I can't accept it.

Get your things.

You're coming with me.

There's a time in everyone's
life when they realise

they're no longer in the right room.

And the only decision to make is
whether to stay or to go.

James said you were looking for me.

Yeah, I wanted to explain.

I was eight years old, and my mother
was dying when my father left.

All he will do is cause you pain.

That is what he does.

Well, then, I'll deal with it.

- Not if you don't have to.
- But I do have to.

I want to get to know my grandad and...

..I want to start taking
responsibility for my decisions,

right or wrong.

OK. I'm sorry I slapped you.

I'm sorry I was such a bitch.

I took the money.

What?!

Why?

Because I was angry and frustrated.

Look, just tell Grandad he
doesn't have to go, please.

On any normal day, Gina might have
told the truth about Adam,

but normal days are becoming
something of a rarity around here.

Still, you've got to love a family
that remembers the dead

as well as the living.

Where shall we start?

Leo...

..I wanted to...

..cos today...

Leo spent some of his
happiest times here.

It did make sense to remember him here.

With the people he loved most.

Leo, you were an incredible...

..talented,

difficult man...

..and you are missed.

Let's eat.

I wanted to give you this.

It was my mamma's.

Didn't you recently gift that
to your octogenarian girlfriend?

Mimi made me realise that you
should be the one to have it.

Your grandmother adored you.

I'm sorry. I know you
didn't take the money.

It's been a tough day...
tough year, actually.

The men in my life haven't given me
much reason to trust them.

Trust needs to be earned.

In your own time.

So you found your way back, then?

What do you see when you look at me?

Besides someone with their
head up their arse.

So what's with the pills?

I have a heart thing.

Kind of like living with a hand grenade.

Never know when it's going to explode.

Get in.

Trust me.

Oh, it's bloody freezing.

Well, you're not dead yet.

I should have just listened to you.

But, well, I'm an idiot.

That's true.

Why did you take the money?

Because I want to get out of here.

I'm so tired

of everyone trying
to control my life and

me just always being the
one that gets left behind.

Don't.

- Just be my friend. Please?
- I can't.

I want more.

You think Leo got to you in
a way that no-one else did,

but I'm a better man than he ever
was, and if you can't see that

- for yourself...
- I know, I know, I know.

Let's go to bed.

Just give me two minutes.

That's the last one.

Thanks.

I was dreading today. And all
of this nonsense with Adam,

it's made me realise that I don't
really know what I'm doing any more.

All my life, I've been holding back,

I even abandoned my career
to support Leo's,

but he's gone and...

..I have to move forward.

What do you mean?

It makes sense for you
to run the Penrose.

But I need a fresh start.

Where?

I had a career before Leo.

I'll have one after him.

Now, you should get some sleep.

It's been a long day.

"Dear Adam.

"I want you to know that I tried
to remain in contact with you,

"but your mother wanted all or nothing.

"I only wish I could have
told Gina about you,

"but sometimes it's easier to be
the person people think you are,

"rather than admit the truth.

"So this is my one piece
of fatherly advice.

"Don't lie.

"Lies destroy everything.

"They spiral and multiply

"until you've gone so far, you
can't remember where you started.

"And it will always
come back to haunt you.

"That first untruth.

"It will bring your house of cards
tumbling down."

Adam is Leo's son.

This is bullshit, right?

- So what happens now?
- Leave it with us.

- I hear you're getting married.
- Next week.

Stay, go, it's up to you!

- I want to leave.
- I'm getting married.

- All of us.
- What do YOU want?

I want you to stay away from me.

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