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Nothing like a six-hour operation

to get you in the mood for a pint, eh?

Fancy one?

Oh, you know what? I've got to get home.

I'm fine, thanks. You sure?

Why?

'Cause yesterday, two detectives came to talk to you,

and you vanished the rest of the day.

I thought a cold beer and yours truly

might be what you need.

It's nothing.

Nothing interesting, anyway.

Maybe next time, eh?

'Course.

Luke.

Finally! I've been trying to get ahold of you for ages.

Yeah, sorry, mate. I was in surgery.

Is everything - all right? - No.

Not really.

You should probably see this for yourself.

You should see what she's saying about you, Dad.

What are you saying, Luke?

Miss Nielson.

She's written something online.

She said you raped her.

What?

Why would she say that?

I mean, people are sharing it.

It's everywhere.

Dad?

Dad!

Luke, I want you to turn that off, okay?

I'm coming home now.

Whatever she's saying, she's lying.

Hello?

You're not allowed to call me.

I saw what you wrote!

Yeah?

You think you can say this shit about me?

Publicly blacken my name and expect me to roll over?

- Really? Really? - How dare you!

You think you can do what you did,

and you think I'm just gonna keep quiet?

You think I'm just gonna not fight back

like a good little girl?

This is my life! Yeah, and this is my body!

My family can see that post.

My son-- He was the one that called me about it!

Christ! - For God's sake! - So now he knows.

Knows what?! What does he know?!

I remember what happened!

You switched the wine glasses!

For God's sake--

You put something in my drink, and then when you were finished,

you put the glasses in the dishwasher

to hide what you'd done. No!

Yes, that's exactly what--I see what you mean. No, no.

You came back in the room, and you picked up my glass.

You picked up my glass by accident

and you took a sip out of it, and I didn't say anything

because I didn't want you to feel embarrassed.

I liked you, so I kept quiet!

And I put the glasses in the dishwasher

because I thought I was trying to be helpful.

- I was trying to be nice! - That's not what happened.

That's not what happened. You know that's not what happened.

Really? Honestly? Are you so sure about this?

You know what you did,

and you don't just get to walk away!

You have to answer for what you've done!

What do you mean, answer for what I've done?!

I haven't done anything!

Oh, dear. Oh, my God.

Oh, I can't look.

It makes my skin crawl.

People holding broken glass. I just--

I keep thinking they're gonna cut themselves

and bleed all over the place.

It's probably not an issue for you.

Well, I kind of prefer it

when my patients don'tbleed all over the place.

Yeah.

What about you?

You must have things that make you squirm.

No.

Sorry to disappoint.

I, uh... Honestly?

Scout's honor.

What about you? What, uh, scares you the most?

Oh, um...

Uh, burglars.

Yeah, ever since I was a child,

and even now, I still have three locks on my door.

I know exactly what you mean.

When my wife died and it was just me and Luke,

any noise, I would double-lock and chain the front door.

But I'd still leave the key

outside the front door

under this god-ugly garden gnome my wife got me one Christmas,

just like I always have, just like I always will.

There's no logic to any of it, really, is there?

Um, another glass?

Yeah. Why not?

Thanks.

This is Tom's phone.

Leave a message, and I'll get back to you.

Tom, i-it's me.

Um, sorry a-about the other day. I--

Anyway, I was just wondering

if you had looked into Laura's case.

She really needs help, and...

The police don't seem to be doing anything.

So whatever you can do.

Call me.

No, uh, don't-- Uh, sorry.

Don't-- Don't call me.

Um, I shouldn't have--

This isn't right.

It's not fair.

Um... this isn't easy.

Sorry.

That means he--

He's the smallest one in class.

Yeah, and how old will he be next?

What comes after 1? Uh, 2.

And then he'll be 4 and then 5

and then 6 and then 100 and then...

100?

Slow down. That was too much.

Yeah, yeah!

- Morning. - Hey, you.

Father of the Year here.

I know, I'll go and sort breakfast out in a minute.

What did I do to deserve that?

I love you.

I love you, too.

I'll go make some coffee.

And I'll set the breakfast.

That one said, "Goodbye..."

He said, "Dad!"

Hey, you've reached Katy. Leave a message.

Katy.

Uh, sorry, I-- um, I missed your call.

Yeah, listen, uh, I found something on Andrew Earlham.

Might help, might not.

But I just thought you-- you'd want to know.

And...

I miss you.

Hey. Hey.

How did you sleep?

Oh, uh... you know.

Coffee?

Yeah.

Please.

So, um, y-you've seen...

Seen what?

Y-Your post.

It keeps getting shared.

It's--

10,000 already.

Do the police know about this?

Well, what difference does it make

if everything I said's true?

I know! I'm just asking.

When they came over,

they started picking holes in everything I told them,

like I'mthe one in the wrong.

I just wanted to do something.

I wanted people to know what he's done.

And now they do.

Not just the people at work,

but thousands and thousands of strangers

all with a bloody opinion.

Why, what are they saying?

It doesn't matter. They're--

Ignore them. It's just--

What I'm saying is,

there's a reason why people remain anonymous in these cases.

What about your privacy?

I've got nothing to be embarrassed about.

I'm just worried about you!

What if this gets in the way of the case?

I'm not trying to tell you what to do.

It's just, now--

Now people are gonna make it about you and him, and...

your whole life, everything you've ever done,

it's all gonna come out now.

Are you ready for that?

Back later, Dad.

Hey, Luke, uh, come here a minute, will you?

I'm gonna be late to meet my friends.

Yeah, look, I-- I won't keep you long.

Look, these, uh, things--

the things that Miss Nielson said...

Dad, we don't have to do this.

You know that they're not true, right?

Yeah. Of course.

Come here a minute. Sit down.

I was gonna go out.

It's important.

People, they--

they start rumors.

They say nasty things because they're confused or upset.

And if they say it loud enough,

they start to spread, and...

I can make up my own mind.

I know you can. I know you can.

But you're gonna start hearing things about me,

so you should know exactly what happened.

Oh, Dad... No, no, listen.

Please. It's important.

All right?

We went out for a drink.

We had a lovely time.

She invited me back to hers.

We had a glass of wine.

And we slept together.

She's the first woman since your mum that I...

really liked.

Well, then, I came home, and that's it.

And then out of the blue, the next day,

she says I took advantage of her.

And you need to know

that is absolutely not what happened.

At no point did she ask me to stop.

And that's the truth.

I'm not the best dad.

I'm not always there, I know...

but I wouldn't lie to you, Luke.

I don't understand why she would say something like that.

I don't know, either.

She's confused and upset.

When people are in a strange place in their lives,

they do stupid things.

They don't think properly.

Look, it will work itself out.

The truth always shows itself in the end.

Yeah, I guess so.

And you do believe me, don't you?

You believe that I couldn't do something like that?

Yeah. 'Course I do.

Thanks, mate.

Come here.

I love you, mate.

Laura, we're going to the park.

Do you want to come?

Laura?

Laura. You coming?

Um...

actually, you know,

I think I just want to be on my own for a bit, so...

just go on ahead.

I'm fine. Um, are you sure?

Yeah.

Okay, well, we won't be long.

Miss Nielson. Hi.

How can we help you?

Well, I-- I want to know

what's going on - with the investigation. - Yeah, sure.

Well, uh, we're still gathering the evidence,

making sure we haven't missed anything

before we take it to the CPS.

What about the wine glasses?

Yeah, they were washed.

Came back with nothing.

Trust us, we're doing everything we can.

Okay, 'cause i-if he planned this,

then presumably, he--

He had to get ahold of the drugs from somewhere, so...

what if they're in his house?

I mean, you should be searching his house.

We'd need a warrant.

And to get a warrant, we need a reason.

Mm-hmm. I just gave you a reason.

Why don't you take a seat for a minute, Miss Nielson?

I'm afraid we're gonna need more than your word.

A dealer who says they helped him

or somebody from the hospital

who found some drugs missing.

I'm sorry. I know this is frustrating,

but these things do take time.

Yeah, that's-- that's what I'm afraid of--

time for him to firm up his side of the story.

Time for him to hide evidence.

Maybe you should think about going to see somebody again.

We can recommend some excellent counselors.

- Mm-hmm. - I don't need to go and see a counselor.

- I'm fine. - Are you sure?

What's that supposed to mean?

We saw your post online.

And?

And, well, it could have an impact on your case.

If a witness saw it and then had to testify in court--

For God's sake.

Look, why don't you sit down, okay?

We'll talk it through.

I'll explain exactly what it is--

Because sitting down and talking it through

isn't gonna get us anywhere, is it?

Wow, you see the way Charlie's looking at you?

What? What do you mean?

Charlie--

Have you seen anyone more happy

to see the consultant arriving?

Oh! Right, yeah.

Hey, thanks for filling in at such late notice, Andrew.

He's ready for...

but his blood pressure just dropped to 100 over 70.

Okay. Let's take a look.

Don't do it to yourself.

I can't help it.

If you listened to all the nasty things people said online,

you'd never leave the house.

I don't understand how so many people,

so many strangers-- they think they know.

How many of them are so sure I'm lying.

Someone found a picture of me from my profile on holiday.

"She deserved it.

She looks like a slut."

That's what they wrote.

And this one--

"Guy she's accusing is so much hotter than her,

she'd be so lucky."

And this one--

Right, that's enough.

You're not to look at that shit anymore.

Won't make any difference.

What chance do I have, Katy?

How can I actually prove what he did to me?

Let the police do their job.

Give it time.

I haven't got any bloody time!

I want this to be over!

You need to get some sleep.

Things will look different in the morning.

Yeah, that's what I'm worried about.

Maybe you should take some time off.

Going straight back to school after this--

I'm not hiding, Katy!

I'm not the one who should be hiding!

D.I. Harmon?

D.S. Maxwell?

I've been trying to get ahold of you.

Yeah?

You're investigating the Laura Nielson case, right?

Yeah. I'm Tom Bailey.

Miss Nielson's ex. Yeah.

What can we do for you?

I took a look into Andrew Earlham.

I found something you should know.

You need to be leaving this to us, Constable.

I know-- I know it's out of line,

but I couldn't just sit back. I had to do something.

Mary Earlham-- Andrew Earlham's wife--

she committed suicide 11 years ago.

Yeah, we know. So?

So I called up the Coroners in Edinburgh.

They put me through to a D.C. in Edinburgh C.I.D.

She took an overdose.

The guy I spoke to-- he investigated her death.

He remembered it.

Apparently, there'd been complaints--

what sounded like a domestic argument

coming from the house Andrew and Mary Earlham lived in.

Her mum even called the police

because she was worried about her daughter's safety.

Now, there was a-a suicide note, but even so...

The guy I spoke to--

he said he had his suspicions.

They just couldn't find anything on him.

All right, what are we supposed to do with that?

I don't know.

I-I can give you the copper's number.

He said he got a weird vibe off Andrew Earlham.

Yeah, that doesn't help us.

You need to look further into what kind of guy he is!

What if there was more to his wife's death

than meets the eye? - What then? - All I'm saying is--

How are we supposed to prove in a week

what the Edinburgh police couldn't in 11 years?

You do your job, we do ours, okay?

Andrew Earlham is dangerous.

This is not your case, Constable,

and you putting yourself in the middle of it--

it won't end well for you. Do you get that?

Yeah. I get it.

I thought you'd have swapped your rotation.

If you're uncomfortable working with me,

find another anesthetist.

Suction.

Blood's draining faster than I'd like.

How are his observations?

BP's 108 over 76.

I can't get a clear view of his pulmonary artery.

Suction.

Can I help?

I've done 1,000 of these.

I think I know what I'm doing.

BP's falling.

Did you hear me?

Yes, I heard you.

God, bloody hell! Where's that coming from?

I think you might have nicked the artery.

Oh, bollocks. Yep. I see it. Okay.

I'd adding another liter to stabilize the pressure.

- Stitch. Now. - The chest cavity's filling with blood.

- Should I retract? - I'm gonna order some more blood.

Would everyone just shut up, please,

so I can fix this man before he bleeds to death?!

Thank you.

You shouldn't be here. He's fine.

In case you haven't noticed,

I've got a lot on my mind.

Yeah. Guilt will do that.

Don't look at that stuff.

You sound like my sister.

Well, she's a smart woman.

85,000 women a year raped in the U.K.,

this says.

And only 5.7% of cases reported end in a conviction.

I thought what you wrote about him took a lot of courage.

All of those people sharing it?

Most of them are women who support you,

who don't want men like Andrew Earlham going unpunished.

Didn't make any difference, though, did it?

All I've done is give people something to talk about.

And when they get bored and the dust settles,

he'll go home.

Those people will forget, and...

then he'll do it again.

To someone else.

You can't think like that.

Why?

Because I'm right?

So, Jay Gatsby's lies are in some way a contrast

to the narrator, who tells us at the beginning...

Young woman: Yeah.

That's enough, you two.

What are you looking at?

Oh, it's nothing, miss.

Give it to me.

You shouldn't have your phone in class.

Oh, what?

I'm keeping it until the end of the lesson.

As I was saying...

the narrator tells us at the beginning,

"I am one of the few honest people that I have ever known."

But that in itself isn't entirely candid.

He doesn't always tell us... everything.

He...

He doesn't reveal that he...

knows about the affair or...

Excuse me.

I'm not feeling well.

I'm-- I'm gonna send someone in.

Sorry.

Hi, Laura.

Hey, um...

I just wondered if Andrew's at work today.

Uh, yeah. Why?

And he's there all day?

Um, yeah.

W-Why are you asking? What's going on?

I just, um--

I thought I saw him.

You shouldn't be at work. Go home.

Yeah. Yeah, I think I will, actually.

All right. Okay.

Bye. All right. Bye.

Hey. Andrew.

How you doing?

Actually... Yeah.

Actually, not so well.

Come on.

You've, uh, probably seen

this post about me online.

It's none of my business.

No, but it is your business now.

It's everyone's business

because everyone thinks that's who I am now,

someone who took a woman out to dinner

and forced myself on her, and I didn't.

I wouldn't. Andrew...

these allegations are at present

your own private business.

If charges are pressed,

then, yes, we will need to have a conversation.

Look, if charges are pressed,

I mean, it doesn't change a bloody thing.

Innocent until proven guilty, right?

Sorry.

I let it get to me earlier during an operation,

and this job, you can't do that, can you?

I just feel like everyone's watching me all the time.

Wondering how I'm not the person they thought I was,

wondering if I'm some kind of monster,

and I want to tell them that I'm not.

I want to bloody scream it at them, but...

then that would make me look even more like one,

wouldn't it? I--

You know, I think I should take some time off.

I don't think I can work here feeling like this.

It's irresponsible.

Okay.

With her sister working here, too, I--

I understand.

I'll find someone to cover.

You take the time you need.

Great. Thanks, Margaret.

Where did you run off to?

To throw up. Can you tell?

Definitely. Up yours.

Won't be able to keep it a secret much longer around here.

I know. Mm.

If it makes you feel any better, when Natalie was pregnant,

she was sick for pretty much the entire nine months.

In what world is that supposed to make feel better?

Oh, yeah. Right.

Ooh! And now this--

Just got off the blower to Sammy at CPS.

The Earlham case--

we're still short of the threshold.

They won't prosecute yet.

Oh, bollocks.

So, the whole nine months?

Yeah.

It's pretty rubbish, actually.

Thanks, Rory. You're a tosser.

Shit.

Hey. Hey.

Thanks for meeting me.

It's fine.

No, it's not.

You're the last person I should be calling.

We were friends first.

We still are. So, what is it?

The way you sounded on the phone,

you got me worried.

I'm gonna tell you something,

and I need you to keep it a secret.

Can you do that for me?

Okay. Sure, yeah.

I broke into his house.

I broke into Andrew's house.

Jesus Christ. Laura, what are you--

Well, I didn't literally break in.

I knew where his key was.

He-- He told me the night we went out,

and then I was at school, and I just thought...

I just-- I just--

I can't wait around like some damsel in distress,

hoping someone's just gonna come and take him away,

because that doesn't happen, does it?

Letting the police do their job is completely different.

I had to do something.

Get yourself arrested?

Where's the sense in that?

What happened after you broke in?

Under his bed, I found a-a box,

and it had a-a clear glass tube in it.

No medical label.

And it--

There was, um, like a liquid.

Like, a little, small amount of liquid left in the bottom,

like a clear liquid.

GHB is a clear liquid,

if that's what he gave me.

Even if it is what you think it is, so what?

You took it from his house, a house you went in illegally,

and presumably left fingerprints all over the place.

I had my sleeve pulled over my hand.

Oh, right. That's all right, then.

And I didn't take it.

I left it exactly where it was.

I know it can't be used as evidence if I just steal it!

But if you were to search his house

and if you were to find it, then...

Then you could have it tested.

It could be used in court, then, couldn't it?

I can't just walk into his house.

It'd have to be official. Get a warrant.

There'd need - to be a reason. - So find a reason.

Please, Tom.

Right now, it's my word against his, and that's it.

If I'm right about this, we could have--

We could have proof.

We could make him pay for what he's done.

Isn't that why you did this job in the first place?

Tom, please.

If you still care about me, please.

Please help me.

These tickets were impossible to get ahold of.

They sold out in like 20 minutes.

Well, someone at work managed to snap them up, and...

You've been going on for months

about how long it's been since you went to a gig, so...

Why do I feel like you're softening me up

for some bad news?

Can't I do something nice for you?

No, no.

Of course you can. It's just--

It's just very thoughtful, that's all.

Come here.

Mm. Thank you.

Oh, thank you!

Right.

Let me start these pizzas.

Right. Boys, what are we playing?

Nige. Hey.

How you doing?

Knackered.

Yeah. Yeah.

Listen, mate, I, uh...

I need a favor.

I need a guy's house turned over.

He's got a stash of GHB.

Right under his bed.

And why are you coming to me with this?

I didn't come by the intel in the most legit kind of way.

It's solid, though.

I'm sure you can find a reason.

Get one of your informants to call in with a tip.

I could.

Question is why I'd risk my neck like that.

I wouldn't ask if it wasn't important.

My ex--

This guy, he-- he raped her.

He's bad news.

There's got to be a better way.

Mate, I-I'm asking for your help.

Like I said, we go way back, don't we?

We've looked out for each other.

When you were seeing that prostitute,

I kept that quiet, didn't I?

Are you blackmailing me?

I'm just asking for your help.

That's all.

Yes? What is it?

- Andrew Earlham? - That's right.

We have a warrant - to search your house. - Oh, this is ridiculous.

Why don't you just tell me what you're looking for,

- and I can help you? - Step aside, sir.

This is outrageous.

Dad, what's going on?

Just get back in your room, - will you, Luke? - What's going on?

Just get back in your room now.

No, sir, stay there.

What? This is ridiculous.

I'm calling my lawyer.

Of course, sir.

'Cause anything his older brother's got, he's got to have.

And I said to Olly,

"We've only got one, and you're gonna have to share."

And so he's turned around and said,

"I'm gonna tell Mummy!"

I said, "All right."

Evening.

We'd like to speak to Laura.

Yeah. Yeah, sure. Come in.

Thank you.

It's the police. For you, Laura.

It's late.

Andrew Earlham had his house searched this evening.

- About time. - Maybe.

But not by us. Drug squad.

Someone called in an anonymous tip.

And then Earlham got on the phone

and gave our boss an earful.

Mr. Earlham thinks it might be you.

He says you knew where his front-door key was.

I don't know anything about this.

Your ex-boyfriend, maybe...

Maybe he does?

Was there something else you wanted?

We've talked about this, Laura.

We've talked about you keeping out of our way.

And I am.

I'm-- I'm keeping out of your way

so you can continue to do sod all.

Two vehicles, six guys.

That's what it took to search his house.

That is a serious waste of our resources, Laura,

and if your ex-boyfriend's involved, that's his badge.

Are we finished here?

Laura, please, for your own sake, stop.

Right now, you're your own worst enemy.

I'll call you tomorrow.

Did they find anything?

Only an old medical box of his

with a vial of insulin inside.

Weird thing is, it'd been emptied

into another container after the old one had cracked,

so I cansee how this vial,

to somebody who didn't know any better--

they might imagine it could contain anything.

Insulin?

We both want the same thing here, Miss Nielson.

So let us do our jobs.

Good night.

Hey.

I brought you some tea.

Thanks.

How you doing?

Honestly...

I don't know anymore.

I thought...

when I wrote that post that I had it all figured out.

I thought--

I thought I'd take charge,

show him he couldn't control me.

You never were one to sit by

and let the world come to you.

I wish I was,

because now it doesn't feel like it freed me at all.

Now it just--

I just feel ashamed

that everyone knows what he did to me.

And everything I try and do just turns back on me.

I feel like I'm losing my mind, Katy!

Oh. No.

I'm sorry.

I don't know what I'd do without you.

Shh. It's okay.

Hello?

Hello.

M-My name is Dennis Walters.

I hope you don't mind me

calling you out of the blue like this.

No. What's this about?

I'd like to come and see you if that's possible.

This is... something I'd rather do in person.

Come on. What's this about?

It's about Laura Nielson.

Look, if this is about that post that she wrote,

there's absolutely no--

I think I might be able to help you.

There's something you need to know.

She's done this before.

She's lied about something like this.

And I'll be damned if I let her ruin

some other poor bastard's life.

Right. Look, um...

why don't I give you my address, then?

Okay.

Okay, great. Great.

I'll see you then.