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Seven weeks ago, I have a stranger, and our exes are dropping light flies.

Let's take down Roa.

How long?

Yeah, I'm here.

After everything that's happened.

I'm here.

I just say the word.

What are their old preacher?

Anyone.

I get close to her.

I say so.

I can't afford any loose ends.

In Shakespeare's a fellow.

What object does a cargo use to convince a

fellow that does demona has been unfaithful?

Thank you, Chief.

I could keep this correct.

Sorry.

What was that?

It's what we used to do in my old local.

I'm sorry, I just got nervous.

But wait.

The quizzes have just pulled level with our leaders, the losers.

So we need a tie breaker.

I am not getting beat by a tinkle, the quizzes.

Oh, my God, that is a crime against eyeballs.

So... Settle down, please, ladies and gentlemen.

Ever play your mind?

Breathe, concentrate.

What is the collective now?

For a group of logs.

Oh, well, at least we tried our best day.

Oh, no, that's cruel.

No, the universe is gonna be honest to that.

An exaltation!

Is the correct answer?

Yes!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey, Molly?

Hey, Molly?

Hey!

What's up?

Hey, what's up?

Hey, what's up?

Hey, what's up?

He's with her.

I found her.

What happened?

I think she's dead.

Good news is we've got a site on Steve Williams.

Why are you doing this to me?

You're not like the bad news first.

Emily Huntness, or I'm lagging it from Cyber South with Blood in the Zanes.

Who's acting is it this time?

That's a thing.

Patton's changed.

Crime scene.

No entry.

I get that, but I'm meant to be needing Rita Eggleston.

I run a therapy group here.

Can't give out any details.

Sorry.

It's a crime scene.

Would you mean crime scene?

Well, what's happened?

Is anyone hers?

Please, at least tell us that everyone's okay.

That's not possible right now.

It's not possible.

I have no idea.

It's giving me no information whatsoever.

I'm gonna look all great for her.

Our bad.

Touch and go.

Massive head trauma.

She's alive, but barely.

Paramedics reckon they'll put her in an induced coma.

Weapon.

Haven't found one yet.

This is although the car keys that were in her pocket aren't hers.

William's army file came through while I was getting suited up.

So, three tools in Afghanistan, special reconnaissance,

expert in close court of combat and survival tactics.

Colt Marshall for shooting this come on then off his side.

She always owns C.O.

Yeah.

Why?

The file doesn't say.

All the GCI need more bodies looking for Williams.

Yeah.

Do you think Steve saw me at Sabra's house?

They're not.

I haven't reached out.

I can't get out of my lifetime.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

It's all right.

You're safe.

I don't want to be here.

Can we go somewhere?

So I can breathe.

Anyway, but here.

Yes, you are.

Yeah.

I know a place.

You know, maybe he was wrong about what she saw.

Bloods on his hands, Tage.

Of course she's not wrong.

He killed them.

So Dan and Jack, that was Steve punishing them for hurting us.

What am I?

Am I just supposed to be grateful?

What if we're next?

The kids.

I'm supposed to go and connect them.

No, no, they can't be anywhere near me.

Not while Steve's out there.

Listen, don't go home tonight.

Yeah?

Stay here.

Safety numbers.

Oh, hello.

Sorry.

Who are you?

Oh, I'm Malcolm.

Malcolm Ray.

Rita attends a therapy group by running.

Well, there's something you need to know.

forensics confirmed the car key for Dave fandom reaches pocket.

It was definitely Steve's.

Same one used access to carwear's wife died.

Well, why would we have Steve's fault?

Maybe she took their revenge back too far.

All right, she killed Sue.

The others, too, Steve finds out that goes after her.

Hmm.

Anything in that army file about Steve being religious?

Revenge is baked into most faiths, right?

Vengeance is mine, say, up the Lord.

Well, maybe he's not doing God's work.

Maybe he thinks he is God.

I don't know.

I was asking a man with military training using what works.

Well, what if the killer believes they have been moral authority to pass sentence?

Look at the pattern carefully orchestrated judgements.

That's not military.

That's biblical.

I believe the exes are revenge, but Rita.

Wrong place, wrong time.

Hard to be silenced.

Whatever the motive, we need to find Steve Williams.

If Emily saw him leaving, he may have seen her, too.

Well, you've been sure he's next.

Oh, let's not wait and find out.

Hey.

Sorry.

You're okay?

The signal's back.

Steve keeps calling me.

Oh, my God.

He's breaking into my flat.

Can't have me hunting me.

Don't you fall off.

Second law.

Police?

Anyone here?

Police!

Stop!

Suspect heading north on foot.

White mail, dark clothing.

Any units on the building perimeter?

Malcolm!

Malcolm!

I just... These are kids from here.

Mr. Eggleston, dear Thompson, I'm investigating what's happened to Rita.

I've got to ask you a few questions of that, all right?

Yeah, of course.

Anyway.

When's the last time you saw Rita before the day?

I mean.

As yesterday, I walked into that place where it happened.

We need to verify Rita's whereabouts Sunday morning.

Do you know what she was?

She was with me.

You were absolutely sure about that.

I was out of her place.

We spent the day together.

We spent the night together.

Look.

This is one of those.

Wrong time, wrong place.

Things, right?

It's not deliberate.

Right now, we've done our for sure.

Because it's like...

She's got this whole new life.

I know nothing about it.

And... Why would anyone want to hurt her?

Hmm?

Huh?

I used to imagine what it looked like.

When I was little... I met up stories about why you couldn't keep me.

There's so much I have to ask you.

You know?

I don't even know what.

Rambo film is your favourite.

So I need you to wake up.

Okay?

Please.

What are you doing?

I can't bear the weight in.

This might open it.

You can judge me.

But I give not a shiny shit.

Do you want some?

Sure.

Easy.

I don't think he's coming.

Rambo, no.

I can't die.

I've got too much to do.

I want to be at Josh's bar mitzvah.

Oh, he's a voice.

He is like a younger, better, boobly.

I like boobly.

And you know, Lula.

When she gets to that stage in her life, when she hates me, I want a shovel.

But I'll still be there when she gets real.

I just want to find a waytaste to show them how to live in this world,

large and fabulous and not be scared of it like I was.

I think I want to get married again.

You know, get it right this time.

Even though you've seen everything that marriage has done to us.

It's just like nuclear energy.

You can destroy everything, but it can also power our city.

Except I'm no one hard to love.

I'm basically a robot.

Who the fuck told you that?

You?

You said it several times, did you remember?

Oh my god.

I'm so sorry.

No, it's fine.

So you just listen.

Somewhere out there is a heart that beats and exactly the same rhythm as yours.

Oh my gosh.

Oh my god.

Oh my god.

Oh my god.

Get down!

So we just jumped.

Take a look at this.

It's Callum Beds.

I recognise it from the therapy group recordings.

What's up there and here?

And together.

We find Callum, we find Emily.

Before Steve does.

Right.

Oh my god.

Right.

Right.

I just want to talk, John.

Right.

Right.

All right.

Where's Emily?

Well, I am done hiding.

I'm sick of being scared shitless by men like you.

I know you did it.

You killed Dan and Jack, didn't you?

I've been set up.

Emily saw you leave inside for yourselves.

We know it was you.

Do you?

Yes.

Don't worry.

So who sent me up?

What is it, you?

What is it, you?

Don't play games with me, Steve!

All right.

Page.

Do you seriously think?

I trusted you.

We... We ordered.

All right.

I admit.

When I first heard what happened to Sue, I lost it a little bit.

But I'm in a suit.

She's dead.

But I didn't kill her.

I didn't kill her.

The sun rises in the world here.

It's a campaign site.

Promise.

I've far away from anything, are we?

Pretty far.

Sons of Zebedee.

My dad.

I'm guessing he wasn't a magic roundabout enthusiast.

The fisherman Jesus made on the Sea of Galilee.

That's two favorite things.

Fashion.

Preets in the one.

Hello, can we stay?

Are you okay?

Yeah.

Just... I'll stand up and back in 20 years.

Just... Memories.

Maybe the two are...

It's like a church freight and a tackle shop had a baby.

Sorry, the place is a mess.

Don't even know what half the stuff is.

Didn't know you were religious?

No, it's just a place for Scotland to be Brazil in 98.

You don't have to pretend you're okay.

Don't win me.

I know.

You can tell me anything.

You know that.

That's what you must be going through.

No, I'm fine.

And what were you thinking?

Trusting people don't exist in math.

Barely knew each other.

What a best friend.

We needed to.

This place is perfect.

Thank you.

I'm sure you're in the kitchen.

We'll catch him might be about janitors.

Like a museum on my dad's own tents.

I couldn't think straight.

And I needed some answers.

And then I found real estate in the floor.

Bleeding.

I knew they were going to blame me.

And so I didn't help.

I ran away.

I ran away.

Like a coward.

And I thought I was a good man.

And I mean, I was.

I was a good man.

Are you sure about that, Steve?

Oh, fucking hell, Rachel.

You don't believe me, do you?

All right.

I'm going to tell you a little story about me.

My third tour of Afghanistan, right?

I had a job to do.

And it was dangerous.

And it was fucking terrifying.

But it all made sense.

And I knew I would do my job.

And there was this little private.

So that was Danny Alford.

19.

He was a cocky little fucker, but he was 19.

And our convoy went out of an ID, which is.

It's like a roadside bone, like a mine.

And in that instant, my CL, he just completely lost the fucking plot.

And he got it into his head.

That this kid was a spy.

And he wanted to shoot him.

I mean, he was a fucking bully, but he wanted to shoot him.

He wanted to execute him on the spot.

This 19-year-old kid, because he thought he was a spy.

And I shot him.

I shot my commanding officer to save the boy's life.

And they all closed ranks.

And they fucking court-martialed me.

I got a dishonorable discharge.

Everything I thought I was was just gone like that.

And then I had to come on to my loving wife.

Except I weren't a soldier normal.

And it turns out that she loved the uniform.

She just didn't love me.

I'm sorry about you.

Yeah.

But I've got to find Emily because I've got to tell

her that I didn't kill soon and I didn't kill Rhea.

No.

Steve, Rhea's alive.

She's pretty poorly, but she's alive.

Steve, you really didn't do it.

Come on.

Well, that means whoever did do it, is still out there.

It's gotta be one of us.

No.

Somebody was trying to frame me.

You know what you can just talk to the police and just tell them what you told us.

No, the police are going to arrest me on site because

I ran away from a crime scene with blood on the ends.

The police don't care about it, truth.

The police care about it, closing cases.

When the police arrested Callum, they had his DNA on fire.

So, that means that he's got a record.

That means he's been arrested before.

Right, so whatever it was, it's probably nothing.

Right.

Too easy.

Oh, this feels so for you.

Almost.

You're a bad, bad runner.

I hate losing.

Hard to tell, I know.

Given how spectacular they have been, losing at everything recently.

What?

I love you.

I saw a scribble on the show.

I don't want to play games.

Well, this is being not just you and me here together.

Because you're not really here.

To hope to me.

About what?

You find Rhea.

Like that.

I knew what nothing is for you.

You just stopped.

I'm tired.

I've got it bad.

Oh, my God.

You saved with me.

Okay.

I love you.

Stop lying.

I'm not lying.

I will always choose you.

What you're feeling is just kind of cause I'm the fear of being alone.

Bullshit.

You don't mean that.

You don't just see it.

What's going into you?

Why are you fucking this?

Maybe it needs it fucking out, all right?

Give me something.

Is this why banks left you?

Fuck it.

Where you going?

Fire's day.

Need wood.

Oh, you don't too much.

Probably.

We shall cabin on 19 suicide verdicts that in quest yesterday.

She drowned.

The teenager was last seen with boyfriend Callum Baird.

Baird was arrested and questioned, but released due to insufficient evidence.

All right, the family have rejected the suicide

verdict and won the case we own to some murder.

Oh my god, Emily.

She's alone with him.

We have to go get her.

Any updates on that phone pane?

No.

My location was at a service station on the 838 and that was nine hours ago.

Now there's a thing.

All right, well that's all we've got then.

They start there.

I'm so sorry.

I'm sorry.

I feel like I'm losing my mind.

We both are.

Just trust me.

Why haven't we found a, uh, ridiculous?

Oh, if we can't, lady, can stave.

These ex-special forces tracking people is what he does.

She does have Callum with her, though.

Oh my god.

I am PR camera's paper, Callum's truck.

A 38 junction, 41.

Enough.

All units.

Follow one red tower to Hilux.

Registration Charlie Echo 1-4.

Mike Oscar, India Tango.

I love you.

Oh!

Straight to voicemail.

Right, what we're going to do now?

I'm tracking police GPS.

The service is so easy to hurt.

You know, that place on the justice for Michelle

Page, Milton Cottage, where she drowned.

Yeah.

They belong to Callum's family.

It's not a million miles from you.

You think that's where he's taken her?

Well, what we're waiting for.

Oh, it's steep.

I think... I think the police are headed there.

Let's go.

Come on.

Hi, it's me.

Hi, me again, listen.

Something's happened.

We're coming to Millwood College.

It's all season.

And find somewhere private to listen, okay?

Just you.

We're coming to get you.

And it will all be okay.

I swear.

The Callum is not who he think he is.

He had a girlfriend, Michelle.

He took her to the place where he's taken you.

And she died there in the lake.

He told the police she killed herself, except everyone said he did it.

And we... Oh my gosh.

I forgot we can't believe him.

But she never left alone.

He's him.

All the things.

Where are you going?

And... I have to go.

Go well.

Can you tell me something?

You can't believe me!

You can't believe me!

Please!

Please!

What is wrong with you?

Let's head through me!

Come on, come on.

You can't hurt you anymore.

All the way down the ground!

Yeah, you bet!

All the way home, come on!

Who the heck do you like?

No, you can't have a residence.

You can't have a residence.

They're all going to get you through me.

No, you can't have a residence!

You're all going to have a residence.

And you must for your permission and the matter

is choose of Williams on Sunday to 1712 to 25.

He didn't do it!

You don't have to say anything to us wherever it may harm you in the fence.

You do not mention the way questions!

It wasn't Steve!

It was Callum!

Steve saved their life.

He saved mine first, mate.

You are a good man.

Right now, all we know is a man's been shot.

On an on-the-engine male heading southeast, any unit's available to pursue.

Let it go.

I can't believe we got it so wrong.

Look, we'll find him.

Better alive.

If he falls in the country, you're looking for him.

Are we even sure it's him?

I got hold of the original investigating officer this morning.

Michelle had kind of called depression.

She had attempted suicide twice before the family

couldn't accept she'd go and needed someone to blame.

Okay.

So he marked his body count down from four or three.

What about the neighbour that saw Callum the night of Dan's death?

Come on.

Drink.

Now.

There.

Let it go.

Rita.

Rita.

Emily.

Emily.

Oh, Malcolm, hi.

I've been meaning to call.

How's Rita?

Yeah, she's a responding to voices now.

Small steps.

And she squeezes back when I hold her hand.

That's good.

And you?

Yeah.

Well, you know.

I worry about all of you after everything that's happened.

Actually, I'm going away tonight.

Just making up some last-minute things.

Oh, anywhere nice.

You're in there.

Clear my head.

Sounds wise.

Listen, I'm sorry, we didn't get to finish a journey properly.

No, I suspect you found the whole thing a bit too touchy-feely.

No.

Not at all.

I love what you said really helped.

Do you think something?

Feeling your pain is where healing begins.

Because I have nothing.

Your gut knows what to do.

Trust it.

You're stronger than you think.

It's whatever it leaves you.

Push forward one step at a time.

Sue doesn't love you.

Wake up.

Find your people.

The ones you show up for you.

And show up for them.

You're early.

The hardest part of healing is letting go of who you thought you were.

And accepting who you are.

And then you'll find them.

The person who meets you in the ruins.

He's worth breaking down every wall for.

He sees what you've become.

Really sees it.

And doesn't ask you to be different.

Or better.

Or good.

Just you.

That's when you know it's real.