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Jess just tried to abduct Betsey.

I'm going to protect her.

I believe you.

I think that Jess is suffering

from a thing called perinatal OCD.

Probably since Betsey was born.

Did you know that your husband confided in a female friend,

Mrs. Charlotte Hinman?

Did it make you angry, Jess?

Are things really that bad?

I want you to come home tonight

or just don't fucking bother coming back at all.

What happened that you would leave

your ten-month-old baby and your young son?

How did you fracture her skull, Jess?

I didn't do it.

We feel we have sufficient evidence

to convince the CPS to charge you with child abduction

and child endangerment.

Mummy's a bit upset.

Mummy's a bit upset.

Oh, Mummy's a bit upset.

Oh, Betsey! Did you do a smelly poo?

Oh, it's okay, Mummy will be back in a minute.

- Bye-bye. Thank you. - I'll call you.

Bye, love.

I'm gonna go and rescue George from the neighbours.

All right. Thanks a lot.

- Ed? - It's Andrew.

Hey, Ed.

Hiya. Just one minute,, I'm just going to...

I'm just gonna put you on speaker.

The others are here. All right.

She's been charged. Abduction and child cruelty.

I'm so sorry, Ed.

They got proof that Jess left Frankie and Betsey

unattended on Friday night, leaving the children alone.

I mean, these are serious charges, Ed.

Um, do they know why?

She went to buy medicine from the corner shop.

Their theory is that Betsey was most likely hurt before that.

Police refused her bail.

She's deemed a flight risk thanks to her US passport.

But I'll be making a further bail application

at her first court appearance tomorrow, in the morning.

Oh, God.

You okay, Ed?

Not really, no.

Um...

I really want to believe that she was ill when this happened.

Um, but what if, in the heat of the moment...

...she knew what she was doing?

Maybe she just snapped.

You never know what's happening at home.

Not when parents are pushed to their limits.

I know that from my work and from my own childhood.

How could I have been so blind?

How did I not see that from the start?

Or does every one of us have the capacity to make a single

catastrophic decision that could blow up our entire life?

When something like this hits your closest friends,

the shock waves ripple through every relationship in the group.

And you just hope you come through it... intact.

No, not yet. We have to wait here until we're called.

Is Ed here yet?

I'm sure he'll be here any minute.

Unless he's not coming.

Liz, after we've had opening statements,

I'll call you up to give your character witness.

In the likely event that you're not allowed to return home

with the children, we thought...

We thought that you could stay with me and Nick.

Will you?

That would help.

- Okay. - Great.

- Thank you. - Okay.

Okay, it's time.

In addition to child abduction, you're also charged with cruelty

to Betsey Carrisford, a person under 16,

in a manner likely to cause

unnecessary suffering and injury to health.

Contrary to Section 1

of the Children and Young Persons Act of 1933.

Do you plead guilty or not guilty?

Stand.

Not guilty.

As you've entered a plea of not guilty,

we'll proceed with mode and venue of trial.

Mr. Hinman, are you making a bail application?

Your Worship, I would like to argue for bail.

My client has no previous convictions.

She has strong community ties and is willing to comply

with any conditions that the court may see fit.

The defendant, Jessica Carrisford,

will be staying with me.

At my home address.

And I can confirm that it is a stable and secure place

for the duration of the... of the bail period.

And I'd also like to say that beyond my observations

as a doctor treating Betsey,

I can also speak as, as a friend and say that, um...

...that Jess has always been a devoted mother.

And she's... she's a kind and thoughtful friend.

And in fact, she's... she's...

the person that I would go to for advice

on parenting my own children.

So I can honestly tell you that all of this is completely

- out of character, it's-- - Thank you, Dr Burgess.

We have considered the arguments

and bail has been granted with the following conditions.

Mrs. Carrisford, you must reside at Dr. Liz Burgess' home address

and have no unsupervised contact with any of your children.

You are, however, permitted two supervised visits per week.

Additionally, you must surrender your passport to the police.

Do you understand these conditions, Mrs. Carrisford?

Yes, Your Worship.

Very well. We will adjourn the case

until the 18th of September for a pre-trial review.

Ensure you attend on that date, Mrs. Carrisford.

Two supervised visits per week. That's not enough.

You must follow the provisions of your bail.

Supervised visits only,

while they're still investigating Betsey's injury.

We have to play by the rules. I'm so sorry.

I wasn't sure you'd come.

I don't understand how you left them on their own.

I just wasn't coping. I'm so sorry.

But you left them alone in the house,

and... and you never let them out of your sight.

I just needed a few minutes.

So why have you been lying to me?

I still don't even know how Betsey was hurt.

And I keep telling myself that she must have fallen over

in her playpen, that it was an accident.

Was it?

Or was it something else?

I don't know.

Rob?

Rob, where are you? We need to talk.

Oh, hi. Who are you?

I'm sorry. This is my other half.

I haven't had a chance to break the news yet.

Anyway. Go on. What were you saying?

News about what?

Nice quiet street. Decent size rooms.

- Personally, I think-- - We are not selling this house!

We haven't got a choice. Go on.

Well, you can't. Not without my say so.

Well, actually, according to your husband--

We're not married.

- Well, according-- - I'm sorry, can you just go?

No, cos he hasn't finished. Go on. Don't leave.

I want you to leave.

- What are you doing? - I... I think I should go.

Mm-hm.

- You cannot sell our home. - Well, I can actually.

I can do what I like, cos it's my name on the deeds.

Look, we can't afford to live here, right.

And this move out of London, it's going to be good

- for all of us. - What move out of London?

I've already spoken to my mum and dad.

Oh, my God. I am not moving in with your parents.

Our kids are happy here.

Our friends are here.

Fucking friends who don't help us when we need it.

Like the Carrisfords and the Hinmans,

and all the other arrogant pricks at the school gates

who think they're better than me.

No, I need this money. I need it for the business.

What business? You're full of shit!

You couldn't hold down a real job.

That's why you've got this "business".

They made you redundant when they saw through your crap.

- It was a restructure. - Oh, yeah.

- A restructure. - Yeah, yeah.

Look, what would you know about having a job?

Don't you patronise me. You didn't want me to work.

You wanted me here at home, looking after our children.

Okay, well, let's hope they don't grow up

to be as mediocre and aimless as their mum.

You bastard!

You stripped away my ambition, my independence.

You're the reason I'm in this position.

Don't blame me for your boring existence.

I never saw you complaining when you were spending my money.

You're the one with the chip on your shoulder.

Walking around like a big man.

When actually, do you know what you are, Rob?

You are just a sad, middle-aged prick!

- I'm not moving. - Okay.

- Yeah. - All right, well, then stay.

But you'll be on your own, okay?

Cos I'm taking the kids with me. Yeah, yeah.

I'm going to prove you're an unfit mum.

You couldn't cope on your own.

I mean, look at you. No job, no house.

You haven't worked in years.

And who'd fucking want you?

I'm going to find you someone to talk to.

Someone who can make sense of everything you're going through.

Thank you.

She's just unpacking.

How long is she staying?

Um, until the trial.

Well, that could be a whole year.

Don't you think this is a bit insane?

- What is? - What about the children?

I mean, she's got serious mental health issues.

It's not like we can't trust her around the kids, Nick.

Look, I don't want to be the bad guy here,

but she has been charged, and they still don't know

how Betsey got the skull fracture.

There's no evidence anyone with perinatal OCD

ever hurt their child.

And where else could she go? She's got no family over here.

She's not allowed to go home with Ed and the kids.

- What could I do? - Okay.

You feel guilty, and I get it.

But, Liz, come on.

There's righting a wrong,

and there's going completely overboard.

- A wrong? - I'm sorry.

You look exhausted.

She was released on bail then?

Yeah. It's not looking good.

So that's it? They think she did it?

Try not to sound so delighted.

I'm not!

God, no, it's... it's a terrible situation for all of them.

What are the police saying now?

Well, the police are convinced that she never wanted Betsey

and that she hurt her baby under extreme distress,

because her marriage was imploding.

Absolutely ridiculous.

Uh...

There's something I need to say.

For the record.

Sounds ominous.

It's about Ed.

Well?

Is it over?

Nothing really happened.

I--

I'd rather not know the details.

- Are you sure? - Unquestionably.

Because I feel that if we just--

No, I mean it, Charlotte, if it's over,

I don't want to know.

Hey. Hello! Are you ready?

All right, come on then.

Right.

Okay, so we are absolutely sure she's ready to be discharged?

It's going to be fine, yeah?

This is good news, Ed.

Betsey's coming home. Aren't you?

I'm sorry. It's been so tough for you and Jess

over the past few weeks.

How is she, the houseguest?

It's good that she's talking to a specialist.

But it's early days, yeah?

Come on then, you.

- Here we go. - Right.

So, you remember I said Betsey's got to keep on taking

these anti-seizure meds for the next few weeks.

You'll be okay. We've got a whole rota worked out for you.

You will not be on your own, okay?

All right, let's do it.

It's easier when parents don't fight you

at every step, isn't it?

Mm.

Bye-bye then, Betsey. Bye-bye.

Let's go.

Okay.

Hi, Betsey. Hi!

- Hi, my baby. - Yeah.

- Oh, she looks so beautiful, - Doesn't she!

Oh, my sweetie!

Oh, look, can you show me your tooth?

Hi!

Frankie!

Look who's back from the hospital.

How are you, Frankie? Is your Dad in? I'd like a word.

I know he usually comes home early on a Friday.

You okay?

What's wrong, Frankie?

What's up? Come here, Frankie.

Come and say hi to Betsey.

Frankie?

Frankie's completely shut down.

I just keep turning it over and over.

Betsey's accident. The fact that I left them.

I know Frankie couldn't have dropped her.

He's too little to reach her when she's in the playpen.

Ed's driving himself mad trying to figure it out.

How are things going between you two?

You know. He's blowing hot and cold.

He either treats me like a stranger,

or he's trying to reassure me

that I've got nothing to worry about with the trial.

I'm more worried about Frankie.

Ed's taking him to a therapist.

He won't talk to her, or us.

Do you think Frankie knows something, then?

I don't know what else to think.

Ed?

It is you. What are you doing here? This is the school gates.

I'm surprised you even know where they are.

Come on. I'm not that bad.

No, good dadding.

Look...

I know you got the trial coming up and everything,

but I just wanted to say I am pushing ahead

with my record label and...

...I could still do with your help on that.

Right, yeah, yeah.

Look... I'm sorry. I'm sorry I dropped the ball.

Things have been a bit brutal.

Cos I mean, you know,

you've been going to the hospital and...

You know, we've all just been hoping Betsey gets better.

Look, um... get that paperwork to me.

I'll sign it.

Thanks, mate.

So how are you with the therapy and the medication?

That's... that's all helping, is it?

It is. It's helping.

It's the waiting that's killing me.

I could have a whole year of this.

Well, Andrew said he's going to push for an earlier trial date.

So I'm just saying it might not be too long.

I know, but till what?

You know, I could possibly spend years in prison,

separated from my family.

That's an absolute worst case scenario, Jess.

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry it's come to this.

Frankie will tell you what happened when he's ready.

This is horrific. Remind me why we're doing this.

Because we agreed that doing new things together

would spark more joy.

This isn't new. You've been doing it for years.

Right, so we're leaving the curtains.

The carpets.

And the light switches.

But taking the microwave. Right?

Yeah? Okay.

That'll be the photographer.

Would now be a good moment to tell you

that I didn't go through with the egg retrieval?

Or any of the other appointments?

I know I said that it wasn't successful,

but I left before they could do it.

I just couldn't face it,

and I thought it was best to be honest.

Charlotte, I'm happy with our family as it is.

It'll just be George. He's a lovely boy.

Got a lot to be thankful for.

Thank you.

Come on. This doesn't work if it's only me.

You have to do your bit as well.

You're a good man, Andrew.

Try not to worry about him.

I just wish he'd speak to me.

He'll come around.

He will.

I miss us.

I miss everything.

Hey, I had it first! Give it back!

Give it back!

Hey, Frankie!

Calm down. Calm down.

Hey, hey, hey.

Come here, Frankie. Come here.

Come on. We won't stay long.

A quick bite to eat, a couple of drinks... for you.

We'll be in our pyjamas by 9:30.

Hiya.

- What is she doing here? - I have no idea.

You can do this.

- Hello. - Hi.

You okay?

Mel invited me.

I just thought it was about time that we cleared the air.

Okay.

I owe you an apology, Jess.

Um... I know I haven't been as supportive

as I should have been, given everything you've gone through.

But I do want you to know that I never meant to hurt you.

So what were you doing with my husband, then?

Uh...

Yeah, I admit that I allowed my affection for Ed to--

You know what? Just stop with the bullshit lawyer talk.

Okay, yeah. You're right. I'm...

I'm not being entirely honest.

Look, I've known Ed since...

...I mean, since I was the kind of person

I think you would actually like.

And I...

I just needed to remember who that person was.

You know, I just...

I think I just wanted to believe that Ed...

...still saw me that way.

You know, I needed an escape, and I...

...thought for one very brief, misguided moment

that maybe Ed was that escape.

And I am sorry.

Charlotte, you propositioned him

while I was sitting in a police cell.

Nothing happened.

I was at my lowest point, and you swooped right in.

Nothing...

...happened.

Ed loves you.

Only you.

Okay. Here you go.

Could we have, um, another glass?

No problem at all. Coming right up.

So...

...after weeks of bullshit, more than usual,

if you can believe that,

Rob's finally admitted that we've run out of money.

What does that mean?

He's decided to sell the house.

And since it's in his name, I don't have a choice.

He made that very clear.

That's awful.

So I'm moving out of London, and...

...this will probably be the last time I'm sitting here

looking at your gorgeous faces.

- No. - You'll figure it out.

Mel...

Hi! - Hi!

- Hi. - Mummy.

Hi. Oh!

You all right?

- Can I play with George now? - Yes.

Hey, George. Wait up.

Social services have given us two hours.

Are you ready? Come on, let's go.

What are you going to do first?

Right, go on. Skedaddle!

Go and find your friends.

If you need me, I'll be at the tea stall. Okay?

Hello. Hey, Frankie. How are you doing?

Hello, gorgeous. Are you well?

She's looking good. You've been looking after her?

- Hey, lovely people. - Hey, how's it going?

Good, yeah.

Guys roll up for the best stall at the fair.

We're gonna soak Mr. Phillips.

Mr. Phillips is in.

Don't worry, I'm here. I'm here. What do I need to do?

- Not much. - Do I need... do I need that?

I'm really nervous about the trial,

but I am so glad that she's got you in her corner.

Honestly, I don't know how I'll ever repay you.

You're very welcome.

I accept card or cash.

- Yeah. - How about a drink?

Right.

I love you, you're the best. - I am the best.

Here, have that.

I'll take Betsey, you go have some fun.

I love you.

Right, quick show our faces, and then we cut and run.

I fucking hate these things.

Is moving away really going to make you feel any happier?

Well, yeah, of course it is.

A fresh start, change is going to do us all good.

Come and work for me.

Yeah, come on. Why not? Okay, we'll get settled in.

Okay? I'll get going with the business.

You don't have a business, Rob.

Going to gigs and doing coke is not a business.

Do you know what, it's a hobby, and that's fine when you're 18.

- Jesus. - My hobby, okay,

has paid for your life for the last decade.

- And Ed's investing now. - You're a joke, Rob.

You know, I've a good mind to go over there and tell our friends

that you haven't signed a single artist for the last year.

- Not one! - Don't you dare.

Mummy!

What?

- You've done everything-- - Whose side are you on?

- What do you mean, whose side? - I really want to know,

whose side are you on?

I just want to know whose side you're on.

Tell me!

Frankie!

- Mel? - Frankie!

Frankie!

Frankie?

Frankie. What's happened?

I don't know. He kind of freaked out.

- His bag. - Oh, God.

Frankie!

Jess?

Nothing. No.

Jess.

- Anything? Any sign? - No. Just keep looking.

Keep looking.

- Frankie! - Frankie!

- Just keep looking. - Have you checked this side?

- Let's check it. - Let's check here again.

Frankie!

Frankie.

Frankie.

Frankie?

Honey.

Oh, thank God you found him.

Hey, sweetie. Come here. Come here.

What's happen?

Hey!

Come on, let's out of here! Okay?

Let's get out of here. Come on.

Frankie! Hey.

He's fine. You can tell me. What's going on?

He's there.

- Hey, sweetie. - Hey.

What's up?

Don't touch my sister!

She's okay. She's safe, honey.

Honey, what's happening? Tell me what's wrong!

I think maybe, what Frankie might need is a bit of space.

Should we... should we just give everyone a...

Yeah, yeah. Come on.

- Okay. - No! It was him!

What...? Rob?

- What, honey? Please! - He was there.

Honey, please just tell me. Please.

Please just tell me what happened, okay?

Just tell me.

He hurt Betsey.

Oh, hiya, Frankie. Is your dad in? I'd like a word.

I know he usually comes home early on a Friday.

Betsey has a poo nappy. She needs changing.

Oh, yeah. Go on, Frankie, you do it.

Okay. But I need help lifting her up.

Oh, Christ! All right. Come here.

That's it. Oh, dear.

So your dad's not back yet? Where's your mum?

Here you are, stick that down there.

It's okay, love. It's all right.

Frankie?

Frankie, when's your dad getting back? Do you know?

Betsey doesn't like a poo nappy.

Come on, Frankie.

I mean, what's this?

VIP. It's VIP.

VIP.

Edward Carrisford.

Stop crying now...

Fuck!

What did you do, Rob?

Is it true?

- How could you, Rob? - I didn't, all right?

She just fell off the island, okay? So...

- And you just left her? - No, no. I picked her up.

And you put her back in the playpen?

Oh, no. This is really bad. Look what you did!

I didn't.

Yeah, you did. You were making all that noise.

You're running upstairs and leaving her?

Why did you do that?

That's not what big brothers do, is it?

No. Look. No, I'm sorry, Frank. This is completely your fault.

All of it!

I think she's okay.

Yeah. Look, she's...

Yeah, she's stopped crying.

She's stopped crying. Yeah, she's stopped crying.

- She's stopped crying. - You hurt her.

You hurt her! You hurt her!

You meant to hold her, and she rolled off!

She's not hurt. Frankie!

She's not hurt!

Okay, just listen to me. She's not hurt!

And it was you who wanted to change her nappy.

Yeah? It was your idea to lift her out.

Okay? That's why this happened. Yeah? It was because of you.

All right, say it. Yes? Okay? Yes?

Yeah, good boy.

- Fucking kill that-- - No, no!

No, no. I didn't know she was hurt.

Did I? Come on. Okay, look, I may be a bit of a dick,

but I'm not a monster.

Why were you there? Was it the fucking money

- I said I'd invest. - Yeah, it was the fucking money.

Jesus Christ, Rob.

Why didn't you call an ambulance?

You let us all believe that Jess would hurt her own baby.

- Frankie? - You know how vulnerable he is.

Don't blame me for his behavioural problems.

- I didn't mean it. - Hey, hey!

Daddy!

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. It's okay, it's okay.

You did good. That's... Well done. Well done!

I'm so proud of you. Okay.

Oh, God.

I should never have doubted you. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

Hey!

Let's go home. Let's go home.

Let's go, all right?

Oh, fuck this.

Don't, Rob!

I can't believe I was going to leave everything behind for you.

Oh, God.

For a man who is nothing but a vile, self-serving bully!

I think we need to call the police.

I'll do it.

- 999. - Police.

I'm so glad you finally told me.

Everything is going to be all right now.

Pop that one there.

Rob put Betsey on the kitchen counter

and then you run upstairs to get a clean nappy.

Is that right?

Do you usually change Betsey's nappy like that?

Mummy usually changes Betsey's nappy.

Where do you want to put that?

Good man.

One more question.

Why didn't Mummy tell us

that Betsey got hurt when Rob was in the house?

- I didn't hurt her. - No, you didn't hurt her.

She's all right, luckily.

And anyway, Frankie, it was your mum's fault, really,

because she shouldn't have left you alone.

If anybody found out, they could put her in prison.

I don't want her to go to prison.

No, I don't want her to go to prison.

When your mum comes back, you can't tell her that I was here.

Because if you do, then I'm going to have to tell the police

what you did, and that you were left alone,

which I mean, I really don't want to do,

because then your mummy really will go to prison.

Don't make me do that, because...

...if you do, then do you know what's going to happen?

You're going to be left all on your own.

Mum didn't know.

All right.

Hi. Hi, my love.

My beautiful boy.

Are you okay?

Honey, I want you to know, you did nothing wrong. Okay?

We love you to the moon and back.

- Times infinity? - Times infinity.

CPS have been notified. All charges will be dropped.

It's over, Jess. You're free to go.

Mel?

They'll likely go after Rob

for attempting to pervert the course of justice.

Possibly wasting police time.

They're serious charges.

If convicted, he could be looking at

two years' imprisonment.

Well, think you know someone, but...

even if you live in each other's pockets,

you never really know them.

I'm sorry.

You obviously feel responsible on some level?

No.

No, I don't.

I was Betsey's doctor.

I stand by my decision.

I did the right thing.

I mean, what if I'd got it wrong?

I was critical of Jess.

Perhaps too much.

I know that now.

In hindsight, her biggest mistake

was stepping out for a few minutes,

leaving her kids in the house.

Frankie?

Frankie.

Hey. I'm sorry.

I won't leave you again.

I won't leave you again.

It isn't the worst crime in the world.

It's difficult to explain an intrusive thought to someone.

Every time Ed travels to work and the fast train comes,

um... I tell him to notice that split second

when you imagine jumping in front of the train

and how I lived with that second over and over

for all these months,

and all the times I walked towards Betsey

and, you know, see all the ways I could hurt her.

But I'm getting better.

Stronger.

I know I'll get there.

You will.

You've made amazing progress.

All of you have.

So much so, that I'm closing your case.

So today marks the end of our involvement.

You no longer need to be under our care.

Thank you.

You're a good mum. I can see how much you love your kids.

Every mother faces constant judgement.

The way we parent.

The choices we make.

The routines we cling to.

Everyone expects us to get it right all of the time.

But we're human.

We falter.

We make mistakes.

But sometimes we get it so right.

And in those moments, whatever you do,

hold on tight.

Because in the blink of an eye,

it can all be taken away.