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Who were you with that night, Billy?

Jenna?

What?

You lied about that night.

You kissed Billy.

What?

No... you kissed Billy.

J-Just give me a minute... stop lying.

I-I'm not lying, i-i... I
don't remember it all.

It's... It's-it's like b-bits
and pieces and I hate...

what exactly happened?

I was drunk.

I must've blacked out
or something, and...

I kissed Billy.

Billy?

You sick, sick bastard.

I remember that bit.

I know... I know that
happened because...

I remember Sutton catching us, and...

The look on her face, it was...

That was the reason she left the ball.

UN-fucking-believable.

Laz, I was young. I was...

You were old enough to know the
difference between right and wrong, Jenna!

I already hate myself, all right?

And then...

Then I-I must've followed Sutton
home because I was in my room when...

laz.

I-I heard you scream.

Wait, wait, wait, w...

you... You were home when...

You were in the house
when she was killed.

Yeah. I must've been.

My god.

But I-I didn't see or...
Or hear anything, I-I just...

I... When I came out of my room, y-you...

You must've already gone
to get dad because that's...

that's when I saw...

No.

Sutton, please wake up.

There was so much blood.

Then I-I remember being outside, and...

And I must've gone to get help.

Then I-I came back home again and...

The police were already here.

And-and I'd already washed my... My...

I-I'm sorry I never told you, laz, I just, I...

I couldn't say it out loud.

No. No, you can't do that.

I'm sorry, laz, please, I...

- I'm not listening to this.
- Wait.

I don't see how we move past this.

I mean, how-how... How
could she not fucking tell me?

Laz, people have their
reasons for doing these things.

I know you still like
her, mate, but come on.

What she did was wrong.

It was, I agree.

It's just...

If she hasn't told anyone what
actually happened that night,

maybe for her, it doesn't feel real.

Sometimes you just
have to tell yourself a story.

No. No, that's just a
posh way of justifying lying.

Also, when did you
become introspective?

Hey, I've gotten hidden profundity, okay?

And where did you learn that word?

Tweet.

She let me blame myself for years
because I didn't follow Sutton home,

because I stayed behind with Bella.

I had to comfort her, she was distraught.

Over a stupid teenage drama.

Meanwhile, Jenna was the whole reason that
Sutton left in the fucking first place.

My god.

Do you... do you see her?

- Yeah. Yeah, I see her, she's pretty hot.
- So she's definitely real.

Wait, did you see her as a ghost?

Are your ghosts hot now?

"I see hot people."

Can't be her. It can't be.

Do you know what, laz? I
think I'm gonna go home, mate.

It can't be.

This was fun, though.

Yeah, yeah, we should take my
company for granted more often.

- Hi.
- Hi.

I would like to apologise.

No need, really.

- Well, c-can I at least...
- No.

No, I've got it.

Thanks.

Cheers.

Yeah, my father just died

and I'm not telling you that to...

Get sympathy, I'm telling you because...

The dr Lazarus you booked
your appointment with was, him.

Not me.

I know.

I looked you up after our session.

Or, I looked up your father.

- Okay.
- I'm really sorry for your loss.

But also, you were...
Pretending to be him? I...

A bit of explanation.

First off, I am a psychiatrist.

Second off, I wasn't
pretending to be him, really.

It-it's just that...

Some of my dad's patients
have been dropping by to...

Talk to me, not him.

You're not still...

Looking to make an appointment with...

No, I see, I see, you are...

you're moving on to
another therapist, okay.

Even though you made a very...

Memorable first impression.

Any chance you'd let
me make a second?

Mum left me her home.

Up on lyntall street, at
the top, with this great view.

And this hideous front door.

Every colour under the sun
with wee flowers all over it.

- That sounds...
- "Atrocious"

I think is the adjective
you're searching for.

Atrocious, yes.

I think she just liked
pissing off the neighbours.

Anyway, I said to myself,

I'd stay there just while
cleaning out her things.

And, and that was... two years ago.

Two years.

So, in two years' time I can expect
to still feel messed up over this grief?

See, my... in my head, I-I
was gonna bounce back faster.

Yeah.

It... It doesn't work that way.

Margot.

Fuck...

I know that you know.

What?

Kn-know what, exactly?

I do appreciate you trying
to spare my feelings, dr I.

But it's time to admit
there's a real problem.

With Billy, I mean.

Yes.

With Billy.

He needs... professional help.

I wish it could be you
who helps him, but...

He'd sooner crawl under a rock and die.

Because he's dating your daughter.

And he's so excited for the
dance next week, by the way.

Ye... maybe... Billy
and Sutton shouldn't go

to the dance. I mean,
maybe we could get

Billy help sooner, and...

You think we should tell two teenagers

they're not allowed to do
something all their friends are doing?

Anyway, I just wanted to...

Formally apologise for Billy's behaviour.

Margot, what exactly did Billy do?

Billy's been hanging around this building.

In the corridors.

The toilets.

Waiting.

Watching your patients.

He stole my pass to get in.

He's just been so...

dark lately.

I should go.

No, Margot, that's not necessary.

I won't let anyone get hurt, dr I.

I promise.

Hurt?

By Billy.

No, Margot.

Hello, you've reached Margot macintyre.

Please leave a message.

Fuck! Fuck.

Margot?

Margot?

Margot?

Geez!

- Fuck. Jesus!
- What are you doing?

What do you mean, what am I
doing? What-what are you doing?

I saw you break in.

What, so you thought
you'd break in, too?

Yeah.

What are you even doing around here?

I was on my bike, and I
saw you as I passed by.

Thought we could... I
don't know, hang out?

Well, it's... It's not the
best time for that, Aidan.

Seth mcgovern.

Please leave a message after the tone.

Seth, call me.

All right, it's important.

It's dad's assistant, Margot. She...

well, she might, she might be dead.

Call me.

Caucasian male, 30s.

Believed to be Neil croft.

How long have they
been dead, do you reckon?

I'd estimate somewhere
between two and three decades.

How'd you find him?

Hunch from his mate.

Found him behind a wall.

Cause of death?

Looks like blunt force
trauma to the head.

What do you think about this...

For a possible murder weapon?

It's a nice match.

How'd you come across that?

Another hunch.

Lot of hunches, yeah?

Seth. Seth, call me.

All right, it's important.

Dad's assistant Margot.

Well, she... Well, she might be dead.

Just call me.

Oi.

- You're not answering your mobile.
- Yes.

Because I've been hanging
out with a corpse all morning.

Which we're pretty sure is Neil croft.

- I told you.
- Yes.

I know you told me.

But now it's real and it's freaking me out.

Everything all right?

Yes, ma'am.

Laz just... Wanted to talk.

You know what, laz?

I think I'd like to talk, too.

What's going on, laz?

I...

I think Billy macintyre
might've murdered my father.

Why?

Well... There's, there's been a lot

of suspicious deaths
around here over the years.

And Billy has a connection
to all of the victims.

What if my dad was
starting to ask questions?

Which suspicious deaths
are you talking about?

Sutton.

Cassandra rhodes.

I-I understand Billy
macintyre's connection to Sutton,

but what connection does he have

to Cassandra rhodes? Did she
and Billy even know each other?

Well, she was a patient of dad's,

and Billy was always
hanging around his office.

I mean, I'm sure they
would have interacted.

Laz, has some new information
about Billy macintyre come to light?

Something to make you suddenly
have these suspicions about him?

I found out that,

Sutton was planning on
ending things with him.

He got, he got wind of it, was upset.

If-if my dad was onto Billy,

it would make sense for Billy to kill him.

No? I mean...

It would make a lot
more sense than suicide.

I know he would never kill himself.

I'm also worried about Margot.

Billy's mum.

She's not answering her phone.

I went around, and she's not at home.

I'm worried that Billy might
have done something to her.

Okay, we'll look into it.

Laz?

You said that Billy has a connection
to all the suspicious deaths in the area.

Yes. Yeah.

So do you.

Okay, before you start,

we're looking for Margot on cctv.

And we're gonna launch
a search party tomorrow.

Happy?

It's probably too late now anyway.

She's probably already dead.

Okay, you need to stop
saying shit like that, laz.

What are you so upset about?

Are you so self-absorbed,

you don't realise the
position you've put me in?

My god, you are, okay.

Let me spell it out for you.

I now have messages on my phone

from you telling me that
you think Margot is dead.

So let's say she does turn up dead.

And let's say those messages
line up with her time of death?

What am I supposed to do?

Erase them?

To protect you, and what,
risk going to prison myself?

Yeah, okay, right, that
was, that was stupid.

Because it's one thing to stumble
upon a 20-year-old corpse by chance.

It's another thing entirely to predict
a potential murder as it is happening.

Let alone go snooping
around the victim's house.

I shouldn't have left those messages.

- I'm sorry, Seth.
- And then you come here!

And you spill your guts to
my boss about Billy macintyre,

which makes no fucking sense at all.

He's clearly suspicious.

You are suspicious, laz, you.

This whole thing looks like

you went mental after
your father's death,

you killed Margot, you came here
to make the police suspicious of Billy

in advance of finding Margot's body.

You look guilty.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

Look, i-i... I d... I didn't...
Look, I'm sorry, Seth.

Look, the damage is done, okay?

All you can do is hope to
god Margot turns up soon,

because if she's actually
dead, laz, you're fucked.

Also, don't give Jenna shit,

for twisting the facts
about the night Sutton died.

Because you've done
the same thing for years,

and I've never corrected you.

You know why you stayed
behind at the dance that night,

and it wasn't to comfort Bella.

Now you know why I wanted you to
accompany Sutton home after the dance.

I had concerns about Billy macintyre.

I know you, son.

You want to talk about
the specifics of Billy.

What exactly had Margot so worried?

And the reason you want those
specifics is because you are dying,

absolutely dying, to chastise me

for allowing my daughter
to go to the dance with him.

You'd never go as far as to say,

"Sutton's murder was your fault, dad,"

but you'd imply it just enough so that
the two of us could put our focus there,

and not on, I don't know, let's think...

you.

And the fact that you did
not escort Sutton home,

as you were instructed.

It's a wonderful story, how
you stayed behind at the dance

because Bella was upset.

And the reason it's a wonderful story

is because it makes you
out to be the good guy.

I mean, a good guy does
not abandon his girlfriend

when she's upset, right?

Problem is...

she wasn't upset...

was she?

I suppose it almost feels
real to you by now, does it?

It's called the illusory truth effect. It's
a common psychological phenomenon.

Yes, I know what it is, dad.
You don't need to spell it out...

you tell a lie often enough,
it begins to feel true.

And if the lie is more
soothing than the truth,

all the more reason to keep telling it.

But what is the truth, Joel?

- I don't want to talk about it.
- And yet, we must.

This is exactly what I was saying.

You push people, too far.

You're turning the critique outward
in order to avoid looking inward.

Why did you stay behind at the dance?

- You bullied your patients...
- Was it something

- to do with your friends?
- And now you're bullying me.

Were you drunk? Is that
why Sutton left alone?

- Dad, listen to me, I don't...
- High on drugs?

Want to talk about it.

Why didn't you follow
Sutton home that night?!

I don't want to talk about it!

Because I was gonna get lucky! All right?

That's the truth!

I was a teenage boy.

A-And I was told Bella wanted to.

I put myself first and she died.

God.

This is the last confirmed
sighting of Margot macintyre.

Is that Sam Olsen?

Could be. He lives round the corner.

I'll talk to him. See if he
knows where she went.

Okay. And release the
footage to the public.

Let's see if it gets us anywhere.

Okay.

He's just been so... Dark lately.

I'm still not in the mood to talk.

You're a great friend. I'm a dick.

Yeah, no argument on
that, but I've got to go.

Witnesses claimed to have
seen Margot entering city park trail

with her dog two nights ago.

There's a search
team headed there now.

- Does Billy know?
- Yes. Of course he knows.

- He'll be there any minute.
- I'm on my way.

- Don't come. It's fine. - Seth.

Bye, laz.

Margot macintyre's family

have expressed their concerns
over her disappearance,

which they described as being
completely out of character.

The grandmother of two, who
is understood to be in her 60s,

has been missing for
well over 24 hours now,

and the police have asked
for assistance from the public

in a fingertip search of
a nearby wooded area.

There's a real problem.

- With Billy, I mean.
- I'm gonna break up with Billy.

I wanted to really hurt her.

Margot?

Margot?

Margot?

Margot.

Teddy.

Hey, Teddy. Where's Margot?

Come on, I think he's down there.

Is that you, Billy?

Hey. Get over here.

Billy?

I know you're here. I can hear you!

What do you want?

Don't fucking let him get away.

- Hey.
- All right, twat.

What is it? What's going on?

Olsen.

Olsen, you murderer!

- Whoa, whoa, whoa!
- Where is she?

Hey, Billy! Calm down! Calm down!

Hey, hey! Leave him alone!

- Where is she? Sick fuck!
- Billy! Hey!

Where's my mum?

They have to be careful.

They will, Billy.

Come on.

Billy macintyre, you're
under arrest for assault,

incitement to commit violence.

You do not need to say anything
that may harm your defence...

How bad is it?

They said I have to
be in hospital overnight.

But it doesn't hurt that much.

You didn't have to do what you did.

I didn't do much.

He could have killed you.

He rallied

a bunch of thugs to come
and attack you, Olsen.

Are you not a little more upset?

Kind of used to it.

And maybe that's a good thing.

Because the police just
said they want to talk to me.

That'll be new fodder
for the rumours, yeah?

What were you doing in there anyway?

Where you, where
you on a search team?

I wasn't planning on it,

but I heard about it on the
radio and decided to join.

I was on my way out of the city.

Was going fishing for arctic char.

Fishing?

At night?

Fish have eyes.

They can see you up on
the shore during the day.

Never thought of it that way.

Plus, it's peaceful.

Being alone.

Laz.

Thank you.

Jesus Christ.

You've got to stop doing that.

I want to talk.

All right, get in.

God.

You're my dad.

I did a DNA test.

Wait, wait. Wait, wait, wait, wait.

You... you what?

I took your toothbrush.

You took... Jesus, Aidan.

I wanted to know.

What, and it was...

it was positive

that we're a... we're a... we're a match?

You're not just saying that?

You're not just messing
with me right now?

I'll email you the results.

- Okay.
- So you can see for yourself.

Okay.

First off, I-I did...

I didn't know. All right?

- I swear, I didn't know.
- Okay.

How could your mum not...

I mean, how the fuck...
How the fuck do you...

I mean, it was just the one time.

After we split, we were...
I thought we were careful.

Okay...

Why-why did you,
why did you do the test?

I feel different.

I feel like I don't belong.

Thought maybe if I knew
where I came from, it'd help.

- Does it?
- I don't know.

You really didn't know?

No. No.

Are you pissed off at my mum now?

I don't know, Aidan.

I mean she might not even know.

She might... she might genuinely
think that Paul's your dad, you know?

Fuck.

Yeah, look.

You, you must be feeling
a lot of things right now.

It's-it's normal for your
head to be swirling.

If you want to talk to
me, ever, I'm here, okay?

If you'd known you were my dad,

would you have been around?

I'm unsure about a lot of things, Aidan.

But... not this.

If I'd seen you when you were born...

if I knew you were mine,

if I had held you as a baby,

nothing in the world would
have dragged me away.

I... I didn't have the guts
to ask for your number.

So you thought you'd
just show up to my house?

Isn't that better than Internet stalking?

I, I was gonna ask you out.

That was the plan.

But I, realised

I don't need a date. I, I need a therapist.

I... I've found two dead
bodies in the past few days,

but it hasn't messed me up like it should

because I'm already a mess.

My sister was killed.

A long time ago, high school.

But I never moved on,
never... Never put it behind me.

And then with relationships with women,

there's only one woman
who ever seems right for me,

and we weren't even happy
when we were together,

so what's that about?

I just, I-I want... I want to move past it all,

but I can't get there without help.

Just a sec.

No Internet stalking required.

Right.

Thank you.

All right.

Laz?

The woman, the one you
were never happy with,

were the two of you
together in high school?

- Yeah.
- Well, she's attached

to a time when your sister was alive.

That's why it feels right,
even though it's not.

Sorry, I have to take this.

Bye.

Hi...

Look, we're wondering if
you'd like to stop by the station.

This about Billy attacking me?

Yeah.

You're a shit liar, Seth.

Margot macintyre was
stabbed in the chest.

With an oddly shaped
serrated knife, by the looks of it.

It doesn't appear as if her corpse
was moved far after her murder.

- Meaning we think...
- someone brought a knife into the woods.

This was premeditated.

Billy told me

he was in the Caribbean
when my dad was killed.

- But I have doubts.
- You're right, he was lying.

Billy macintyre was in
rehab when your father died.

- In rehab?
- Let's say that Billy did kill his mother.

Let's say your psychoanalytical
skills are spot-on.

It still doesn't tell me how
you knew it would happen now.

I met with Billy recently.

We talked and I got, I
don't know, a feeling.

- A feeling?
- You know what?

All you have is feelings.
You feel suspicious of me.

But you have no actual
evidence against me,

and you never will
because I didn't kill Margot.

We've barely begun our investigation.

Well, let's get started.
Take my fingerprints.

Take my DNA. Swab
every orifice I've got.

I'm all yours.

I know you didn't kill Margot macintyre.

Because I've been tailing you.

You what?

I didn't trust you.

And I still don't.

I wasn't joking, before.

You're a great friend. And I'm a dick.

It's all right.

No, it's not. It's not.

How did you know
Margot was dead, laz?

I saw her.

As a ghost.

Come on. How did you really know?

Have you really not
believed me, this whole time?

Look, after Sutton died,
you had a proper breakdown.

If that's what was happening again
here, I just wanted to be there for you.

That's it.

But I mean...

Seeing ghosts? Come on.

I get it, Seth.

You were playing along.

No.

No, I wasn't playing, laz, I...

I just thought you were, I don't
know, in trauma over your dad.

Or maybe sleep deprived,
and having dreams that felt real.

Or-or maybe some new
medication was fucking with you

and some weird
memories were coming back

and they were like
hallucinations or something.

There are so many explanations
beyond actual fucking ghosts.

Ghosts?

And I'm... I'm stuck now, laz.

Because Margot dying right now,
and you knowing about it in advance,

doesn't make sense with
any explanation I've got.

So please, what the fuck is going on?

My answer won't change, mate.

It's real.

Look, I can't officially
be showing you this,

but it turns out your dad wrote Billy's

original referral letter to
rehab, over 20 years ago.

And he's detailed the reason why Billy
was sneaking around your dad's office.

Billy used to steal temazepam from dad.

Margot got dad to write a referral letter,

for treatment, for addiction
to benzodiazepines.

An addiction he's
dealt with his whole life.

Why are you telling me this?

It wasn't your fault, Jenna...

that you kissed Billy.

Because I'm pretty
sure he spiked your drink,

the night of the dance.

Billy thought Sutton was
gonna break up with him.

He-he knew you fancied him,
so he drugged you, used you

to make Sutton jealous.

My god.

Yeah, he-he did give me a drink.

I remember. Yeah.

It was spiked?

That's why you don't
remember much about it.

Why it affected you so hard, so fast.

Cognitive, decision-making areas
of your brain were severely impaired.

Meaning you had little, even
no control over your body.

It wasn't your fault that
Sutton left the dance.

And I know...

I know she would understand.

Thank you.

I still should have told you the truth.

I'm sorry.

I am, too.

Ladies and gentlemen...
Aw... You and Seth.

I hold you personally
responsible for that haircut.

How is something
on your head my fault?

Your silence enabled it.

Come on, dad.

She was so pretty.

Yeah, she was.

Hello.

- Laz.
- Don't mind me.

It's not right. You know
nothing about fashion.

What?

I love it!

Give me that.

I was at Sam Olsen's
house a few days ago.

And he... he-he had this toy dog.

Olsen said that he helped
Sutton find grandma's dog

when Sutton was a little kid.

And that she gave him that
stuffed dog as a thank-you.

Okay.

So...?

So...

So there.

That's the dog.

In her bedroom.

On the night she was killed.

So she couldn't have
given it to him as a little kid.

He must've taken it from her bedroom...

when she was murdered.