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Jack's dead.

Look, the amount of Ketamine in his system,

I'm surprised he was able to fall in,

never mind get out.

I think someone murdered Jack Jackson.

We've actually become friends, the six of us.

I have always room for a seventh.

You... you forgot your bottle.

Let's push pause on this, shall we?

Can't we just talk?

Rachel has got no closure,

calum is at war with bex, Dan is still inside your head.

Are any of us actually any happier?

Hey.

Oof. Somebody's needing cheering up.

Well, this'll be good,

the youngsters call it "touching grass".

The grass can touch itself.

I'm just trying to save you from wedding photo doom-scrolling.

Come on.

Get you a coffee. Maybe a cookie.

I guess the groom got cold feet.

Nah, people trip, happens every day.

No signs of forced entry,

no indication anyone else was there.

Probably caught his foot,

went headfirst into the banister post.

Christ.

The bride...

Yeah.

Faith.

Not just the name of my chiropodist.

No, seriously.

To say "I love you" again after divorce...

You need faith.

Because love isn't safe, but still, you leap.

Because you believe maybe this time

someone will catch you.

And that brings us to your homework,

which I have faith you've all completed.

Letters you never sent.

Now, you can read out your letter,

or if you prefer, I can read it for you.

I, I thought we were just handing them in.

And to make things fair, I'll kick us off.

All right?

"Growing up, I thought your love was something to escape from."

"Now I understand it was the foundation"

"that made everything else possible."

"With Ben, I finally found where I belong."

"And what it means to truly be in love."

"The certainty of who I am..."

"That's your gift to me."

"Sincerely, Malcolm."

Steve?

"I always knew you'd come back."

"I waited because..."

"I knew you'd see sense in the end."

"And that's what real love does."

"It waits."

"Yours always, Steven."

'Scuse me, sorry.

You and sue back together?

Since when?

Are you sure you didn't dream it?

No.

"I keep telling myself there were happy times, but..."

"The truth is, it was never real."

"You never saw me."

"Only what I could do for you."

"I'm free."

"I get to find out who I am."

"Move forward."

"But you never will."

"And that's..."

"That's so sad."

That was amazing.

Wish I could say things like that.

Thank you, Rachel. That was brave.

And... Rita.

I'm s...

I'm sorry, I just...

Need to make a...

So we're cured now.

Of divorce.

You think we'll stay friends?

Still no answer from calum or Emily.

What if she's crashed Dan and Charlotte's wedding?

I'm sure it'll all be fine.

What about what we said before?

No more contact once it's been done, remember?

Yeah, but that was before we knew each other, right?

I mean, I think we're pretty much friends for life now.

I don't have any friends.

Fat Kelly married a stockbroker,

fucked off to cheshire.

Poxie and raven opened a bar in fuengirola.

Julie didn't make it to 50.

Ovarian cancer.

Well, you've got us now.

And we still owe you that revenge on Jim.

Where have you two been?

Can't stop thinking about those stairs.

Counted the steps every night.

17.

Knew exactly where to step in the dark.

You know a place so well, and one day...

I just can't believe he's gone.

Babe...

Two of our exes.

Both healthy.

Both dead within weeks of our revenge pact.

That can't be random.

What?

Are you serious?

Well, which one of us do you suspect?

- No, I didn't say that. - It's got to be me, right?

The fucking mad scotsman?

- Or what about crazy Rachel? - How dare you?

Or is this... is this your confession?

Well, there's a chance it could be Malcolm.

Malcolm? Don't be so stupid.

I'm just saying, the possibility of this...

all right, stop it!

These two deaths are tragic accidents.

But that doesn't matter now.

Because what matters now is how it looks

to somebody who's trying to join the dots.

Because revenge pact and two bodies

in the same sentence is catastrophic.

Now, we are going to meet up tomorrow,

and we are going to make a plan,

and we are definitely going to keep our heads.

Emily.

We need to speak with you at the police station

as soon as possible.

This is about Dan, isn't it?

Such a shock.

Look, I'm running late for a client meeting,

but I want to help however I can.

Can I get my assistant to coordinate with your office?

Charlotte, Dan's widow, mentioned you work in PR.

She's not his widow.

They weren't married.

Right. His fiancée.

Said she came to visit you

a couple of weeks before the wedding?

She did. We talked briefly.

What was that about?

She wanted closure for both of us to move on.

And have you moved on?

What's the alternative?

We'll be in touch about a formal interview.

I work throughout the week,

so that might be quite difficult.

How about Sunday? 12:30?

Great. Look forward to it.

Welcome to operation clean up.

We can't afford any loose ends.

Emily, Charlotte's things first.

Hi, is that sterling removals and storage?

I think you might have misplaced a client's belongings.

Where would you like me to drop them off?

Rita, time to wipe us from the council system.

Goodbye, miss lavington.

Tej, UN-genius your genius.

Sorry, I don't speak hackanese...

Rachel, ditch the disguises.

Calum, get rid of any cameras

still in Dan and Charlotte's house.

And you?

I'm relieving Malcolm of our greatest hits.

How do I face them again?

Thank you for sharing.

Who the hell are they?

I'll go back and get the right one.

- Yeah, maybe you should. - Don't be so bloody stupid.

No, we can't afford any loose ends.

We can't afford to get caught.

We understand Emily hunter's been coming to your group.

- How's she doing? - Good, yes.

I mean, clearly she's a bit cynical about therapy generally.

It isn't for everyone, but if I hadn't been told

she'd been court ordered to attend,

I wouldn't have known.

Why do you record the sessions?

Therapeutic purposes only.

They all sign a waiver, nothing covert.

I have to say, the idea that Emily could be

involved in any of those awful accidents,

I... it's absurd...

to me.

Something in there might help us understand what happened.

Right.

Well...

That's Rita eggleston.

I don't think she's had an easy life.

There's a real sadness to her.

Tej jogia, the youngest person I've had in divorce counselling.

And Steve Williams, former military.

He and his wife have recently reconciled actually,

so that's nice.

Emily, of course.

Wait, is that calum baird?

- You know him? - We met him recently.

Jesus Christ, that's Rachel Jackson.

Well, Koffman now, but yeah, she's just lost her ex-husband.

Jack Jackson, the man who died

at a party after a punch-up with baird.

Emily... I knew I recognized her.

I saw her on the footage from Jack's broska launch.

We'll need all the recordings.

Everything you've got on this group.

Yes. Yes, of course.

The lady approaches.

Avert thine eyes, ye mere mortals.

How's your dad?

Sitting up and eating.

Doctors are calling it a miracle.

You must be relieved.

Yeah, I tell you what, why don't you come with me this weekend?

He would be chuffed to bits to see you.

I've... I've got the 10k for the birds, so I'll be busy.

I need the Jeep, by the way.

Yeah, yeah, of course, I forgot.

Well, I finished off the ironing,

dishwasher was empty, and I took out the recycling.

What'd you do that for?

Well... Well, they'd only toss it in landfill anyway.

Yep.

I told bez I can't see him anymore.

He gets it.

Do you know what?

I knew you'd come back to me.

Let's just take this slow?

We've got all the time in the world to get it right.

Yeah.

Two deaths in five weeks.

Both connected to the same therapy group.

Jack Jackson, probable Ketamine poisoning.

Dan Marshall, supposed accident.

I mean, look at these people.

You know, seven weeks ago they were strangers,

and now their exes are dropping like flies.

Social contagion?

One kills, the others catch the bug?

What if they're helping each other?

Now, six strangers, yeah, bonded by divorce,

sharing their darkest thoughts week after week.

That's a fucking powder keg, Rosa.

You think these grieving people

suddenly became master criminals?

Could just be the women.

You know, first wives club, but they actually murder people.

If Emily hunter had somebody else murder her ex,

why do it on his wedding day?

Why make yourself the obvious suspect?

Sometimes being the obvious suspect makes you look innocent.

You really think one of this lot is a killer?

Tej jogia has an interesting history of computer hacking.

Rachel Jackson's situation doesn't add up.

Divorce therapy while supposedly happily married.

I'll look into Steve Williams' military file.

What about the other ex-partners?

Without Dan's death confirmed as murder

or understanding the pattern...

We're flying blind.

Police are going to ask why you attend the group.

We're a supportive community,

helping each other through difficult transitions.

Yes, and if they ask what we talk about?

Well, detective, we discuss our feelings

in a safe and therapeutic environment.

We don't act on negative emotions.

That's perfect.

You're good as gold. Right.

Thank you for sue-sitting.

I'll be right back once I've got my dad settled.

As long as I don't have to talk to her.

No.

You know, I didn't realize we were protecting our exes

from tragic accidents now.

Yeah.

Well, just keep her safe.

You can trust me.

I know.

He's so bloody deluded.

Makes me want to scream.

Four weeks to live, the doctors said.

Steve won't hear it, of course, thinks his dad's immortal.

Every time he looks at me

and smiles, I want to crawl out of my skin.

All this sneaking around, I hate this.

- It's not fair. - Isn't it worth the wait?

Who knew his dad's old house would be worth

a couple of million?

We just need Patience.

You sure you're not loving

having two men fight over you?

By Christmas, you, me, Barbados.

Happy days.

How are you feeling about your police grilling?

You bricking it?

Come on, you'll be "fabuloso."

You're the queen of PR.

I'm not feeling very queenly.

Well, at least you get to put it behind you.

I'm going to give them a call again tomorrow

to find out about releasing Jack's body.

They keep saying soon, but... It must be awful.

Can I just say, widow to widow?

Not technically a widow, but...

It's hard.

I'm going to miss this.

Hey, it's not for long. Just until things settle down.

Right.

You saved me.

I'd be in the loony bin.

Or six feet under if it weren't for you.

You got me through too, you know.

You're... Sunshine.

Turns out the best thing about hitting rock bottom

- is who you meet down there. - Down there.

Yes.

Hey, I know what we should do.

A year from now.

We should meet somewhere.

Like... The top of the Eiffel Tower.

Or sheesh in chigwell.

Now you're talking.

God, I wonder what we'll be doing then.

Right. We go to the final session.

We keep up appearances... And then we're done.

The police will have seen all our recordings by now, so...

We've just gotta hope that

none of us said anything incriminating.

It's Jack.

They won't let me Bury him.

They won't release the body.

They're treating his death as suspicious now.

My god.

They're gonna think it was me.

They're gonna think that I... was it you?

What?

I mean, I wouldn't blame you if you did.

He was a twat.

All right, it wasn't one of us.

We all saw what Jack was like.

Half the people at that party must have wanted him dead.

Do the police know you lied about being divorced?

Okay, Emily.

Like, you're so innocent.

N... no, that's not what I meant.

You literally punched a pregnant woman.

Oi! Fucking take that back.

Don't shout at me, calum.

All right, just calm down everyone.

Coming from the woman who wanted to bash his ex's brains in.

Oi, at least I'm not a creepy little voyeur.

- I said it wasn't like that. - That's enough.

- You've all gone insane. - Yeah, what about you?

What about me?

Sue doesn't love you! Wake up!

You watch your mouth.

She's waiting for your dad to die.

For the inheritance.

- I heard her and bez talking. - Liar.

I can't. I can't. I can't do this.

I'm sorry.

Are you okay?

It's Jim.

You know, holding on to pain like that, will kill you.

It's not Jim I'm angry with.

It's me.

All Steve did was love sue completely.

And she goes and treats him like that.

God.

Am I the sue?

What? No, of course not.

I'm the sue.

Hello, Rita.

Hello, Jim.

I was surprised to hear from you.

I...

I need to tell you something.

Whatever it is, you can tell me. You know that.

The test results came back early this week.

What's wrong? Are you sick?

No, no, no, no. It's nothing like that.

God, why is it so bloody impossible?

- "Dear Malcolm..." - Who?

"If I could believe you'd listen I'd say I'm sorry."

"Sorry to the core of me that I gave you up for adoption."

"It was 1981, I was 17. Living at home"

"in a place where you didn't talk about things."

"Your grandparents were strict, devout,"

"terrified of scandal."

Rita, Rita.

"When I held you in my arms that one

"and only time, I knew I'd always love you."

"I've carried you in my heart every day."

"I thought about finding you so many times"

"but I didn't want to make things worse."

"But when my marriage ended..."

"I knew I had to try.

"And there you were, running a divorce circle of all things.

"It felt like fate.

"And you've turned out so smart and funny and handsome"

"just like your uncle Xavier"

"who everyone said the spit of Omar sharif."

"And as all the men on dad's side"

"look like they're on day release from middle earth,"

"count yourself lucky."

"Your dad and I didn't last."

"Ten years later I met Jim but you're my only child."

"I know it's too much to expect you to let me be your mum..."

"But if you'd allow me the honor of being"

"damned proud of who you've become..."

"I would like that."

"So be well. Be happy."

"I know you are loved."

I'm sorry.

If I'd known...

The...

the doctor said that the reason

we couldn't get pregnant is because I got an infection

after Malcolm was born that I didn't know I had.

Rita.

All these years I've spent blaming everybody else

for how shit my life has turned out.

My parents.

God, he got a relentless bollocking off me.

But the person I punished was you.

I need to invent a new word for "sorry"

- after what I've done to you. - No, Rita.

I'm as much at fault as you.

The truth is, I brought this on myself.

I chose to give up.

You were just surviving.

I should have seen that.

I at first thought it was just because...

We couldn't have kids.

You were gutted. I was.

I just kept on hoping...

She'll come back to me.

It seems so stupid now, doesn't it?

I just thought...

I just thought things would just work themselves out.

But then I blinked.

And now I'm an old lady

and you're definitely an old man.

And it's too late.

I ruined it.

Of course you haven't.

Come on, Rita, don't be daft.

We're not exactly dead yet.

We might have another 20 years.

Thirty, if we lay off the pies.

It's only ever been you.

And you know that.

Jim.

This must be a difficult time.

I want to help however I can.

We've been speaking to people close to Dan.

Miss grimes has been very cooperative.

This must be devastating for her.

She's worried about you too.

I appreciate Charlotte's concern but...

I'm not sure how that relates to Dan's accident.

We're not convinced it was an accident.

So... so you... you think someone killed him?

What do you think?

I think you may suspect the crazy ex-wife

went round there in a jealous rage

and pushed him down the stairs.

We're not making accusations.

Just trying to get a full picture.

But following an incident with Charlotte,

you were court-ordered to attend therapy.

Has it been helpful?

More so than I expected.

Close with the other members?

We've helped each other through difficult times.

Like Rachel Jackson?

She's going through a terrible loss.

You knew her husband?

I met him once through Rachel.

You attended the party the night of his death.

And we've seen footage of you at the broska launch.

What did you think of him?

Honestly?

He was a prick.

But lots of men are pricks.

Doesn't mean they deserve to die.

What made him a prick?

Inappropriate.

Rachel was mortified by his behavior.

Coke and ket just made everything worse.

How do you know Jack used those drugs that night?

Everyone there knew.

We believe he was spiked with Ketamine.

Where were you the night Dan Marshall died, Emily?

At home. Why?

Emily hunter, you're under arrest

on suspicion of the murders of Jack Jackson and Dan Marshall.

This isn't happening.

This can't be happening.

How's the Spanish coming along?

Muy bien.

Charlie's got these language apps.

Actually makes it fun.

He's much cooler at home than he is at school.

Muy bien.

I've got you something.

It's to go with the fox I made you.

You know I'm not, like, seven anymore, right?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Did you know that ice cream used to be made with whale vomit?

- Serious. - Mum's here.

Bella, Bella, just wait.

Look, it's only a couple of weeks before you go and...

I want to try and make that time count.

So I was thinking next weekend maybe we could go on a wee trip?

It's Jasmine's birthday next Saturday.

We're all going to flip out.

- What about Sunday? - Ask mum, yeah?

All right.

Bells.

I love you.

You know that, right?

Don't be weird.

Hi, it's Emily, leave a message.

You work at your family's restaurant?

Yes, I manage the booking system.

And the accounts. That sort of thing.

And you know Emily hunter from your therapy group?

Divorce circle.

We're a supportive community helping each other

through difficult transitions.

Must be upsetting that two of your group's exes have died.

It has affected us all deeply.

Did you ever meet Jack Jackson?

Only the once.

And Dan Marshall?

We discuss our feelings

in a safe, therapeutic environment.

We don't act on negative emotions.

What did you think then?

When you heard about his death?

A... a tragedy.

I was shocked.

But though, you know, knowing Dan

it was always bound to happen.

You know, he was always easily distracted,

always in a rush.

Sorry...

I mean, I only know about him through the pact.

Pact?

It's in your best interest to tell me about this pact.

Or I could arrest you

for perverting the course of justice.

Okay, we... we called it a revenge pact,

but we didn't hurt anyone I swear on my life.

- Revenge pact? - Yeah, just silly games.

Steve said we were soldiers fighting back

and that we deserved harmless justice.

Steve Williams organized this, then?

Yes...

You don't understand. Steve is a good and noble man.

He... he would never...

Mr. Jogia, you understand how serious this is?

No comment.

I've told you everything that I know.

You think they deserved it, don't you?

We have to charge her or release her soon.

What's that?

Emily's location data from the night Dan died.

Dan Marshall's time of death?

Between ten and midnight.

It's confirmed she was at her apartment.

Plus, door cam shows nobody came or went from her flat all night.

What about Jack Jackson though?

How did Emily know about the Ketamine?

There's still not enough to hold her.

I'll have to let her go.

Hello?

Mandy?

Leon.

Rosa.

Fuck.

Must have happened after her walk yesterday.

Dog Walker found her this morning.

Opened the door to see if she could help.

Wasps flew out everywhere.

From that jar?

Massive allergic reaction.

Hey.

Where have you been?

I've been trying to get a hold of you.

What happened?

They arrested me.

Murder.

"Murderer".

Jesus Christ, em.

They let you go though, so...

They have to know it wasn't you, right?

Good.

That's good.

Have you eaten?

That detective, she saw something.

She could see that I was broken.

Dad always said that I was broken.

When I was ten...

I found him packing a suitcase.

He said we were going away for the weekend.

Somewhere special, just us.

I thought...

Finally this is my chance to show him I'm good enough.

I helped him pack everything so carefully.

We even talked about stopping for fish and chips.

The next morning he was gone.

I helped him pack to abandon us.

You'd never do that.

I need to tell you something.

Anyone I get close to...

I lose.

My mom, when I was a kid.

My first girlfriend, Michelle, she...

She killed herself.

Shit. Calum...

She'd been struggling for a while and I...

I wasn't there.

And now I've lost Bella.

You haven't lost her.

- You have to keep fighting. - With what?

Those fucking exam papers?

I'm a joke.

I should have...

I should have gone harder when I had the chance

and she would still be here.

Instead, I live in a fucking flat share

with a bunch of students.

What's the point of any of it? What's the fucking point?

I love you.

I can't lose you too.

You don't have to.

Not until you're ready.

Another ex bites the dust.

This needs to be the last.

I hate that we're getting nowhere.

How do you think he'll take it?

You're assuming he doesn't know sue's dead already.

Right.

Mr. Williams?

You in there?

It's the police.

We need to speak with you urgently.

Mr. Williams?

Mr. Williams?

Bloody hell.

Look, he's been living here.

What's all this?

It's a surveillance kit.

He's been listening to someone.

Leon.

Where's the weapon?

Control, I need a bolo broadcast.

Steve Williams, white male, 55, ex-military,

armed and dangerous.

It's going to be difficult.

Scary.

And you might not get the reaction you wanted.

How I've missed your jimsplaining.

I'm so proud of you.

You're doing this.

And whatever happens, you're his mother.

- You always were. - I'm a mother.

There's a lot to talk about.

Yeah.

There's a pub just around the corner,

the siren's anchor.

I'll wait for you there.

Good luck.

Hi. You're early.