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Jack's dead.

I look, you may not keep me 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 to six of us.

We're always room for a seventh.

You've got your bottle.

Let's push pause on this, shall we?

Can't we just talk?

Rachel has got no closure.

Callen is a war with Beck's.

Dan is still inside your head.

I really have us actually ending up here.

Oh, I'm listening to you then up.

Well, that's so big good.

The youngsters call it touching grass.

The grass can touch it, so...

I'm just trying to save you from waiting for you and scrolling.

Come on.

Hey, your coffee.

Maybe I'll cook here.

Guess the groom got cold feet.

People trip.

That was every day.

No signs of false dentery.

No indication anyone else was there.

But we could always foot when we were first ending up in a banister post.

Price.

Bright.

Yeah.

Faith.

Not just the name of white erropidist.

Seriously, yeah.

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.

Let us you never sent.

you.

Now, you can read out your letter or if you prefer, I can read it for you.

I thought we were just handing them in.

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

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

Now I understand.

It was the foundation that made everything else possible.

With Ben, a family 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.

You're always, Steve.

Excuse me, sorry.

You've been so back together since when?

I shouldn't dream it.

No.

I keep telling myself they 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.

I wish I could see things like that.

Thank you, Rachel.

That was brave.

And... Rita.

I was... I'm sorry, I hit this.

You did me good.

I love that.

So we're cured now.

With the boss.

I think we'll stay friends.

Still no answer from that.

Well, if she's crashed, Dan and Charlotte's wedding.

I'm sure it'll all be fine.

Well, that's what we said before.

No more contact once has been done, remember?

Oh, 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.

Oh.

That Kelly married a stop broker.

Fucks off to Cheshire.

Pucks in, raving out with a bar and a fun gorilla.

Julie didn't make it to 50.

A very incancer.

Well, you've got us now.

Let me still owe you that revenge on Jim.

Where have you two been?

I can't stop thinking about those stairs.

Kind of the steps every night.

17.

They're exactly where to step in the dark.

You know a place so well and one day.

I don't know.

Two of our exes.

Those healthy.

But dead within weeks of our revenge pack, that can't be random.

What?

Are you serious?

Open.

Which one of us do you suspect?

No, I didn't say that.

I mean, right?

A.

The fucking mad Scotsman.

Or what a bit crazy, right?

That's a good one.

Is this, is this your convincing?

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

Malcolm, there's this too.

I'm just saying the possibility of this thing.

Oh, my God.

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 pack 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 be 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 wanted to help however I can.

Can I get my assistant to coordinate with you off?

Charlotte, Dan's, we don't mention that.

and you work in PR.

She's not his widow.

They weren't married.

Right?

His fiance.

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?

Well, it's alternative.

We'll be in touch about a formal interview.

I worked throughout the week, so I'm never quite difficult.

I'm proud about Sunday.

For 30?

Great.

The portrait.

Welcome to Operation Cleanup.

We can't afford any loose ends.

Emily, Charlotte's things first.

Hi, is that Stony remover's a story?

I think my misplace the client's belongings?

Where would you happen to drop them off?

Rita, it's time to wipe us from the cancel system.

Goodbye, Ms. Navings.

Tage, ungenious, you're genius.

Please.

Rachel, ditch the disguises.

Callum, get rid of any cameras still in Dan and Charlotte's ass.

And you?

I'm relieving Malcolm of our greatest hits.

Charlotte, who the hell are they?

I'll go back and get the right one.

Yeah, maybe I should.

Don't be so bloody sure.

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 caught order to attend her, I wouldn't have known.

Why'd you record the sessions?

Oh, er, 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

that it's absurd to me.

Well, something in there might help us understand what happened.

Right.

Well, um...

That's Rita Eggleston.

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

There's a real sadness to her.

Tage Jogia, the youngest person I've had in divorce counseling.

And Steve Williams, former military.

He and his wife have recently reconciled actually, so that's nice.

Emily, of course.

Wait.

Is that Callum Bed?

Oh, do you know him?

We met him recently.

Jesus Christ.

That's Rachel Jackson.

Well, um, costman now, but, yes, she's just lost her ex-husband.

Jack Jackson.

And then he died at a party after a punch-up with bed.

Emily, I knew I recognized her.

I saw her on this letter from Jack's biological launch.

We'll need all the recordings.

Everything you've got on this group.

Yes.

Yes.

Of course.

Are the lady approaches... A vote, nine eyes, ye mere mortals.

How's your dad?

Sitting at the meeting.

Doctors are calling it a miracle.

You must be relieved.

Yeah, I'll tell you what.

Why don't you come with me this weekend?

He would be chuffed a bit to see her.

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

I need the jeep, by the way.

Oh, yeah, you of course I forgot.

Well, I finished off the ironing.

Dishwasher was empty.

And I took care of the recycling.

What'd you do that for?

Whoa.

Well, they're only tossed it in landfill anyway.

Yep.

I tell bears I can't see them anymore.

He gets it.

Do you know what?

I knew you'd come back to me.

Let's just take this slow, right?

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

Yeah.

There you are.

Two deaths in five weeks.

Both connected to the same therapy group.

Jack Jackson, probable ketamine poisoning.

Dan Marshall, supposed an accident.

I look at each people.

You know, seven weeks ago, I have a stranger.

An hour extra to drop in light flows.

Social contagion.

One kills, the others catch the bug.

What if they're open each other?

Now six strangers, yeah, bonded by the bull,

sharing the darkest foods week after week.

That's a fucking powder keg browser.

You think these grieving people suddenly became master criminals?

Could you just be the women?

First wife's club, but they actually murder people?

If Emily Hunter had somebody else murder her

ex, why do they do it on his wedding day?

Why make yourself the obvious suspect?

Sometimes, but any obvious suspect makes you look innocent.

You really think one of this lot is a killer.

Tony's jogier has an interesting history of computer hacking.

Mitchell Jackson's situation doesn't add up.

Divorce therapy while supposedly happily married.

All looking at Steve Williams' military file.

What about your ex-partmas?

That Dan's death confirmed as murder.

Or understanding the pattern.

We're flying blind.

Police are going to ask why you attend a group.

We're a supportive community, helping each other through difficult transitions.

Yes.

And if they ask what we talk about.

Not 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 soo-sitting.

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

Some of them don't have to talk to her.

No.

You know, I didn't realize we were protecting our ex-system tragic accidents now.

Well, just keep us safe.

You can trust me.

I don't know it.

Oh, man, I'm there.

Yes, I'll go and pull out the skin.

All is sneaking around.

I hate this.

That's not fair.

Isn't it worth the wait?

How new is that all out?

We worth a couple of million.

We just need patience.

You're sure you're not looking up until you went right over your Christmas.

You?

Me?

Barbados?

I'll be dead.

He's...

How are you feeling about you, police grilling?

You're breaking it.

Come on, you'll be fabulous, though.

You're the queen of Peter.

Not feeling very queenly.

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

I'm going to give them call again tomorrow.

I find out about releasing Jack's body.

They keep saying soon, but must be awful.

Can I just say, widow to widow?

Not technically a widow.

It's hard.

I'm going to miss this.

It's not the long.

I'm just talking so down.

Hi.

You saved me.

I'd be in the loony bin.

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

You got me through to you now.

You're...

Turns out the best thing about him.

Rock bottom.

So he meets down.

Yes.

You're lonely.

I mean, I know what we should do a year from now.

We should meet somewhere.

But the top of the Eiffel Tower.

Or she should check well.

No, you're talking.

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

Why?

We go to the final session.

We keep up appearances.

And then we're done.

Please, we've seen all our recordings on our cell.

We've just got out.

None of us said anything in criminal.

It's Jack.

They won't let me bury him.

They won't release the body.

They're treating his death as suspicious now.

Oh, my God.

They're going to think it was me.

They're going to think that I... What?

What?

I wouldn't blame me if you did.

He was a... All right.

It wasn't one of us.

We all saw what Jack was like.

Half the people out there are party.

Must have won't even get.

Please, no, you lied about being divorced.

Oh.

OK, Emily.

Like, you're so innocent.

No, it's not what I meant.

You literally punched a pregnant woman.

Oh, you fucking took that back.

Don't shout at me, Callum.

All right, just calm down, everyone.

Coming from the woman who wanted a battery to his brain.

Oh, at least I'm not a creepy little boy.

Well, I said it wasn't like that.

It's enough.

You've all gone insane.

What about you?

What about me?

A suit doesn't love you.

Wake up!

You watch your mouth.

She's waiting for your dad to die.

For the inheritance.

I heard her in best talking.

I

can't tell Cathy.

I can't tell Cathy.

I can't tell Cathy.

Sorry.

Are you OK?

It's a chip.

You're holding on to pay like that will kill you.

It's not Jim, I'm angry with.

It's me.

All Steve did was love so completely.

And she goes and treats him like that.

Oh, God.

Am I the suit?

What?

No, of course not.

I mean, this...

Hello, Rita.

Hello, Jim.

I was surprised to hear from you.

I am.

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?

You sick.

No, no, no, nothing like that.

God, why is this bloody impossible?

Dear Malcolm.

Who?

If I could believe you, 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.

Oh, Rita, Rita.

When I held you in my arms that won an 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 that I didn't want to make things worse.

But when my marriage ended, you 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 was a bit of a homageery.

And as all the men on dad's side look like they're on

day released from Middle Earth can't be self-lucky.

It hadn't, I didn't last 10 years later, I met Jim, but you're my only child.

I know it too much to expect you to let me be your mom.

But if you'd allow me the honour of being damned proud of you, you've become...

I would like this.

So be well.

Be happy.

I know you are loved.

I'm sorry.

If I'd known.

The doctors said that the reason we couldn't get pregnant

is because I got an infection after Malcolm was born.

I didn't know I had.

All right.

Oh, these years I've spent blaming everybody else for our shit.

My life has turned out.

My parents.

God, he got a relentless bullet kind of me.

But the person I punished was you.

They need to invent a new word for sorry after what I've done to you.

No, either.

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 first thought it was just because we couldn't have kids.

You were gutted.

I was.

You just kept on hoping.

You'll come back to me.

We seem so stupid now, doesn't it?

I just thought...

I just thought things had just worked themselves out.

But then I blinked.

And I'm an old lady, and you were definitely an old man.

And it's too late.

You're well, aren't you?

Of course you haven't come on, Rita.

Don't be daft.

We're not exactly dead yet.

We might have another 20 years.

30.

If we lay off the bite,

it's only ever been you.

And you know that.

Oh, 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.

When I convinced it wasn't accident.

So you think someone killed him?

What do you think?

I think you may suspect the crazy ex-wife went around

there in a jealous rage and pushed him down the stairs.

We're not making accusations.

Just trying to get a full picture.

Following an instant with Charlotte, you were co-ordered to attend therapy.

Has it been helpful?

And more slowly than I expected.

Close with the other members.

We've helped each other through difficult times.

Like Rachel Jackson.

She's gone 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 Broskal launch.

What do you think of him?

Honestly.

He was a prick.

But lots of men are pricks.

Doesn't mean they'd serve to die.

What made him a prick?

They're inappropriate.

Rachel was mortified by his behaviour.

Coking catch me at everything was.

How do you know Jack used those drugs that night?

Everyone there knew.

We believe he was spiked with ketamine.

What were you doing at that martial diet 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 there.

This can't be happening at all.

There's the Spanish coming along.

Morubian.

His child has got these language apps.

It actually makes it fun.

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

Why are we here?

Oh, that guy's something.

It's to go with the fox on the edge.

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

Yeah.

Yeah.

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

Serious.

Lumps here.

They'll just wait.

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 or we'd trip.

Oh, it's Jasmine's birthday next Saturday.

We're all going to slip out.

All right.

What about Sunday?

Ask Mom.

Yeah?

All right.

Bells.

I love you.

You know that, right?

Don't be weird.

You work at your family's restaurant?

Oh, yes.

I managed to have a booking system.

I think it counts.

That sort of thing.

And you know Emily Hunter from your therapy group.

Divorce, circle.

We're supportive community helping each other through difficult transition.

I'll be upsetting that two of your group's access have died.

It is affected this all deeply.

Did you ever meet Jack Jackson?

I only the ones.

And Dan Marshall?

We discuss our feelings in a safe therapeutic environment.

We don't act on negative motion.

What do you think, Ben?

When you heard about his death?

Yeah, tragedy.

I was shocked.

But though, you know, knowing Dan, it was always about to happen.

You know, he was always easily distracted, always in a rush.

Sorry.

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

It's in your best interest.

Tell me about this pact.

I could arrest you for perverting the cause of justice.

Look, we call it a revenge pact, but we didn't hurt anyone.

That's why I'm alive.

Revenge pact?

Yeah, just just silly games.

Steve said we were soldiers fighting back, and that we deserved harmless justice.

Steve, really, I'm as organized as you said.

You understand?

Steve is a good and noble man.

He would never... Mr. Joking, you understand how serious this is.

No comment?

I've told you everything that I know.

You think they deserved it, don't you?

Mr. Charger, I'll release this soon.

What's that?

Emily's location, though, you're from the night Dan died.

Dan Marshall's time of death?

Between sin and midnight.

It's confirmed she was at her apartment, and, plus, dual

camp shows, and I really came out from a flat all night.

What bad Jack Jackson thought.

that Emily and I were able to keep him in.

There's still not enough to hold her.

I'll let her go.

Hello.

Andy.

Ian.

Rosa.

Must have happened after her walk yesterday.

Doug Walker founded this morning.

I opened the door to see if she could help.

Wasps flew out everywhere.

I'm from that door.

Massive allergic reaction.

Hey.

What have you been up and trying to get a hold of you?

What happened?

They arrested me.

Murder.

Matter.

Jesus Christ, then.

You'll eat goldals.

You have to know it wasn't here, right?

Good.

That's good.

Have you eaten?

Not detective.

She saw something.

She could see that was broken.

That was her thought was broken.

When I was 10, I found him packing a suitcase.

He said we were going away for the weekend.

So a special just does.

I thought... Finally, this is my chance to show him a good enough.

I helped him pack everything so carefully.

We hadn't 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.

Always.

My mom.

When I was a kid.

First girlfriend, Michelle.

She killed herself.

Ghana.

She had been struggling for a while.

I wasn't there.

And now I've lost Bella.

You have lost her.

You have to keep fighting with her.

Those fucking eggs aren't famous.

My joke.

She would 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 believe you, too.

You don't have to.

I'll tell you already.

Another egg's part's the dust.

This needs to be the last.

I hate that we're getting nowhere.

How'd you think you'll take it?

You're assuming he doesn't know, so he's dead already?

Right.

Mr. Williams?

You in there?

It's the police.

We need to speak with you urgently.

Mr. Williams?

Mr. Williams?

Look, he's been living here.

What's all this?

This is a violence case.

He's been listening to someone.

Leon?

Where's the weapon?

Control.

I need a Bolo broadcast.

Steve Williams, white male 55, ex-military.

And dangerous.

It's going to be difficult.

Scary.

And you might not get the reaction you wanted.

How have Mr. Jim's playing it?

I'm so proud of you.

You're doing this.

Whatever happens, you're his mother.

You always were.

My mother.

There's a lot to talk about.

And there's a look just around the corner of a siren's anchor.

I would for you there.

Good luck.

Hi.

You're early.

Good luck.