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Jane: If I want a career in fashion,

London's where I need to be.

"You are invited to attend an interview

for the position of assistant dresser for Her Royal Highness,

the Duchess of York."

Angela: This is Jane Andrews, ma'am.

Did you find it too grim up north?

Jane: Think I'd be better suited to a palace.

Alistair: It's the way she said it.

"Ah've run you a bath, ma'am."

Just look at her shoes.

I'm just not really feeling good, Mum.

June: Please don't go starting all that again.

It's a chance to start afresh.

Sarah: Well, what would you suggest?

Jane: Perhaps something more fitted?

More vibrant colour?

Sarah: You're a lot like me, Jane.

You've got spirit.

Charles: Could I possibly interest you in a nightcap?

Jane: He says he doesn't see the point

of getting involved with someone

unless you think it's going to go somewhere.

Ruth: I very much fear that

has divorce written all over it.

Because a life without passion,

well, that's no life at all.

Her Majesty says I'm to cease all contact immediately.

It'll just be you and me, Jane.

Assuming you'll stand by me?

Always, ma'am.

Charles: It's only a job, after all.

You could find something a bit less all-consuming.

I don't want an ordinary life!

DCI Douglas: As from now, we're treating Jane Andrews

as the prime suspect in this investigation.

Oh, Jane, however did it come to this?

♪ Baby, don't hurt me ♪

♪ Don't hurt me no more ♪

♪ What is love? ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Baby, don't hurt me ♪

Oh, my dear, come, come.

Quickly, quickly.

♪ No more ♪

♪ What is love? ♪

Sarah: I kept telling them it wasn't what it looked like.

It was just a bit of harmless fun.

He was being Prince Charming. The shoe fits and all that.

Of course.

Sarah: Every single headline is about John

and bloody toe sucking.

It's been relentless.

Madame Vasso: Put it out of your mind. It will soon be forgotten.

And so will this man. He's not for you.

Is that right?

Yes. Well, it does seem to have reached a natural end.

Madame Vasso: Yes. As I said, he has served his purposes.

Well, that's good to know, isn't it, Jane?

Yes, ma'am.

So you can tell all that from the cards?

The cards, the energies in the room.

The messages come in many different ways.

She's never wrong. You should ask her something.

Oh, I wouldn't want to.

You have a question? Ask it.

I just wonder if there could be someone out there...

...someone who really is my perfect match.

Uh-oh. But you've already got a husband.

You seek a soulmate?

I just imagined being with someone

who wants the same things.

You know, shares the same dreams.

Give me your hands.

I feel a strong presence, a male presence.

Very virile.

Lucky thing.

Madame Vasso: I see wine...candles.

I see where this is going.

Madame Vasso: This man will bring great passion into your life.

He will open up new worlds.

But once you meet him, there will be no going back.

I thought you already had your happy ever after.

-♪ Welcome to your life ♪ -Sarah!

Sarah, tell us, what'd your fortune say?

Sarah: Oh, well, that's for me to know.

Another tall, dark stranger on the horizon?

If there is, he's coming for my friend here.

Still enjoying the single life, then, are you, ma'am?

Oh, yes. It's wonderful. Thanks for asking.

I'd recommend it to anyone.

Come on, let's get out of here.

♪ Turn your back on Mother Nature ♪

♪ Everybody wants to rule the world ♪

DCI Douglas: That photo has got to be 10 years old.

God knows where they found it.

But now they've linked it to the royals,

they'll be crawling all over us

and yours truly having to deal with them.

DS Smart: Sir?

We're on the 6:00 news.

Reporter: His girlfriend, Jane Andrews,

former employee and close, personal confidante

of the Duchess of York, who is understood to be

deeply distressed by her disappearance.

The police are appealing for information on her whereabouts.

And the big question right now is

where in the world is Jane Andrews?

Jane: I'm sorry Sarah couldn't be here to discuss

the gala herself. -Aleksandra: Oh, I understand.

Jane: She just has so much to deal with,

what with the separation and the house move.

Aleksandra: Oh, I'm sure.

So has she any servants left?

Jane: Literally a handful.

I mean, Romenda Lodge is hardly the palace.

We've been having to scrape by on an absolute skeleton staff.

We've really had to tighten our belts all around.

So no more lovely shopping trips on Concorde?

Not just at the moment.

It's been quite an adjustment.

Hmm.

Jane: But between you and me...

Hmm?

...I'm basically running the whole show now.

Well done, you.

And you said your husband's working there, too?

Yes.

Sarah needed someone with financial expertise,

and Charles was looking for a change, so...

How lovely for you both to be working together as a team.

Must be such fun.

For God's sake, Charles, it's just basic bookkeeping.

Just get on with it.

How am I supposed to get on with it

when she doesn't keep any of her bloody receipts?

I don't know, just do the best that you can.

This isn't what I signed up for, Janey.

We were meant to sit down together

and make a proper financial plan.

Yes. Well, now it looks like this publishing deal

may be going ahead.

Dear God, not more helicopter stories.

No, actually, it's a biographical working

of Queen Victoria's travels.

I'm sure that'll be a massive earner.

Sarah: Jane? Jane, are you there?

I can't talk about this now.

If she's going out for lunch, tell her to keep the receipt.

Sarah: Alright, alright.

Jane!

Bye. Bye, bye, bye, bye, bye.

So the plan is we leave on Friday for Germany,

and I shall follow in Victoria's footsteps.

A sort of spiritual pilgrimage.

Oh, ma'am, that's so exciting.

I know. So you'd better start packing.

-Of course. -And you can tell

that penny-pinching husband of yours

that I'll need to release some funds.

-Yes, ma'am. -And I don't care

how unwise he thinks it is. -No, ma'am.

Testing times call for bold actions.

Absolutely, ma'am.

How long will you be gone for?

-Um... -Here.

Jane: I imagine it'll be at least a month.

It may be longer.

They're still finalising the itinerary.

No doubt you'll both be living it up all over Europe.

Oh, for goodness sake.

This jealousy is getting really boring, you know?

-It's not about that. -Yeah, right.

I just think this type of stress and disruption,

it really isn't good for you.

What happens if you start feeling unwell again?

I won't.

Well, I hope not,

but we talked about maybe going to see someone.

Uh, no, you talked about that.

Well, I just think if the doctor could give you

something for your nerves...

There is nothing wrong with my bloody nerves.

Janey... you know that's not true.

The only thing wrong with my life is you.

You're the one who makes me ill.

You're the one who ruins everything.

It's like you'd rather my whole life be as dull

and as drab as you are.

It's like I can't fucking breathe.

-I'm not gonna fight with you. -No, of course not.

God forbid you'd have an actual emotion

or show some kind of fucking passion.

-This isn't passion, Jane. -How would you know?

You're like a fucking block of wood.

It's not passion. It's just never-ending drama.

If you're not screaming, you're sobbing.

Or you're lying in the dark, practically bloody catatonic.

And I just can't take much more of it.

Fine! Then go, leave!

Go on. Go and pack your things.

If I'm that much of a fucking nightmare,

why are you with me?

I think the trouble is, you don't want to be with me.

Uhh! I hate you!

How many?

307 calls from the public so far.

96 of them reported sightings of Jane in the last 48 hours.

Jesus. Any of them credible?

There seems to be a cluster on the South Coast.

DCI Douglas: Yeah?

But there's also about 20 up near St. Andrews.

Well, that narrows it down a bit.

PC McGuire: Sir.

DCI Douglas: Those the latest witness statements?

Oh, no, sir.

I think the team is still putting them into the computer.

So much for speedier access to information, aye?

Yes, sir.

There's a guy waiting to speak to you.

What guy?

He says he has information about Jane Andrews.

Terrific. So the nut jobs are now turning up in person.

Desk sergeant thought he seemed pretty credible.

I'm sure.

Probably saw her having tea with Prince of Wales.

Charles: I didn't even know there was a problem

until I got a call from the Evening Standard.

DCI Douglas: Unfortunately, there has been a lot of press interest.

The reporter assumed I knew what had happened.

And he just said you were looking for Jane.

Then I I learnt there was a body involved.

As soon as I finished work, I came straight here.

Well, we appreciate you coming down, sir.

I just hadn't paid much attention, you see?

I mean, Janey, she...

She -- She does tend to be rather dramatic.

Right.

With hindsight, I suppose she did sound quite distressed.

So you've spoken to her?

Yeah. Yeah, yeah. Several times.

I mean, I'll need to check exactly,

but I think she must have contacted me,

uh, 9 or 10 times over the weekend.

So these were all phone conversations?

No, no.

Uh, some -- some were calls, some text messages.

So what exactly did she say?

It's hard to remember exactly,

but she was mainly talking about relationships

and how they never seem to go in the direction

that she wanted them to.

The general impression I got was there'd been some sort of row.

Did she tell you where she was?

No, no. I did ask.

She wouldn't say.

I could tell she was in a car.

Sorry.

Good God.

Is it Jane?

Uh, yeah. Yeah. Um...

It says, uh...

"What's wrong? All the press want me."

Aleksandra: We are delighted to announce she'll be donating

a percentage of the proceeds from her book,

Travels with Queen Victoria, to our beloved charity.

And now to say a few words,

the authoress herself, Sarah, Duchess of York.

Are we good?

Here goes nothing.

Hello, everyone.

I really appreciate so many of you

turning out to welcome my little book into the world.

I say little, but as you can see,

it is rather hefty.

No, seriously.

Victoria has been a passion of mine

since I was a girl,

and to have the chance to literally follow

in her footsteps and journey back through time

has been a once-in-a-lifetime experience.

Aleksandra: The chap with the glasses.

That's the Italian gentleman?

The Count.

Sarah: ...of Victoria herself was...

Jane: He's an absolute sweetheart.

But I was also fortunate to meet many wonderful people

on a more earthly plane.

The Duchess seems rather taken with him.

We all became fast friends.

And I have the support of a marvellous team,

not least my indefatigable assistant, Jane Andrews.

Yes, yes, let's.

I think it's fair to say both Jane and I

were at something of a crossroads in our lives,

and this project came at the perfect time.

So thank you, Jane.

Victoria and I couldn't have done it without you.

Let's have some champagne.

Brava! Bravissima!

They look to be a little more than friends.

The Count is a very charming companion.

What about you?

Now that you're a desirable divorcée.

Did you find yourself any companions on your travels?

Well, European men can be very attentive...

and very persuasive.

Aren't you the lucky girl?

I, um...

Who's that?

Luis Castillo.

Tall, dark and very charming.

Stepfather's in shipping.

Mother does all the charities.

Luis, darling. -Aleksandra.

May I please introduce Jane Andrews?

She works with the Duchess.

Oh. How do you do?

I'm surprised you two haven't met.

That's an oversight I'm delighted to remedy.

Aleksandra tells me you're in shipping.

Oh, amongst other things.

-A man of many talents. -Mm-hmm.

Oh, you have something...

Lovely suit.

Very gorgeous fabric.

Luis: Thank you.

Might I fetch you a glass of wine, Miss Andrews?

-That would be lovely. -Mm.

Right. -Please...

call me Jane.

Jane.

Well, clearly she'd learnt a few tricks on her travels.

It's time to get up, my love.

Not yet. It's still early.

Yes, but you need to go home and change before work.

Sarah won't mind if I'm a little late.

She says I work too hard as it is.

You have a most understanding boss.

Mm, she's more of a friend, really.

She always asks about you.

-She does? -Mm.

She thinks you sound lovely.

Mm. Well...I really am.

You should meet her properly sometime.

Alright.

Five more minutes, then.

You know, I wouldn't always need

to go home if I had some clothes here.

Ah, you mean the drawer that you ladies are always so keen on.

Well, I wouldn't need a whole drawer.

Maybe just a tiny little corner of a wardrobe.

Right.

But where would I put all my beautiful suits?

-They are very beautiful. -Mm.

It's one of the things the first things that I noticed about you.

Wait till you see my new dinner jacket.

I won't have to wait long.

The gala next week?

I'm sorry, my love, but next week, I shall be in Greece.

-Really? -Yes.

You didn't mention it.

Uh, it's been arranged for some time.

I'm visiting some old friends.

That sounds like a fun trip.

It should be.

Do you know what would make it even more fun?

Mmm.

Oh.

Good morning, ma'am. -Morning.

Shall I make some coffee?

Claudia is fetching some.

Jane: Oh, excellent.

Luis opened a very nice bottle of wine last night.

And I have to admit,

I am suffering a bit this morning.

While I've got you, ma'am, I'm going to have to take

a few days' leave next week.

Luis has a trip to the Greek islands

and he'd like me to go.

Next week? We've got the gala on Thursday.

I know.

There's just a few last bits to arrange,

so I'll have everything done before I go.

Amore, are you ready?

Oh, just a moment, Fabs.

We'd better make sure

that Claudia's across everything, you know,

assuming she doesn't mind picking up slack.

Oh, no. Not at all, ma'am.

There won't be any slack, ma'am.

I promise.

I really didn't think you'd mind.

I thought you'd be pleased I was having a break.

I was just saying to Luis this morning,

"Sarah always says I work too hard."

Hm.

I'm sorry, Your Royal Highness.

Well, I'm sure Claudia and I shall manage.

You enjoy your holiday.

Shall we go? -Andiamo.

I mean, I haven't had a day off in nearly two years.

It's not like I'm being unreasonable, is it?

No. No, not at all.

Yeah, sorry about all this. I just need to have everything

labelled and couriered before we leave.

I mean, it's all very well

saying I should leave it to Claudia.

But the fact is, she wouldn't even know where to begin!

And then she starts piping up about picking up the slack.

Like she would have a clue about what needs doing.

Jane.

Jane, darling. -Uh-huh?

If it's gonna cause difficulties,

then, well, perhaps you shouldn't come.

-What? -Well...

No, no, it's fine. I'm nearly done.

Once I've finished,

I won't give bloody Claudia another thought, I promise.

Right.

Jane: The list I gave her was perfectly clear,

but maybe I should call her just to check.

Luis: You already left two messages.

I know, but Claudia doesn't always check the machine.

And she really needs to go through the diary tonight.

The Duchess needs to know what to expect.

Luis: Mm.

Well, you're only away for a few days.

I'm sure it'll all be fine.

You say that, you have no idea

how much can go wrong in a few days.

Did you, uh...

Did you want dessert? -No, I don't think so.

Why don't you have a siesta,

back at the villa, try and relax?

Yeah, okay, sounds good.

Mm, I'll ask Christos to order you a taxi.

You're not coming, too?

No, I'm going to have a few drinks with the boys.

I'll see you back there.

Every year, they let you back.

Luis: Hi, darling.

Where have you been?

Told you, I was catching up with the boys.

Jane: It's been hours.

Not really. It's only 7:00.

Well, you could have called me. I've been sat there waiting.

I mean, why even invite me if you don't want to be with me?

I didn't invite you.

What do you mean?

Well, the truth is, is that you invited yourself.

I was perfectly happy coming here alone,

and if I want to spend time with my friends,

then that's what I'll do.

Jane: I'm sorry, you said you wanted to show me the island.

You wanted me to meet your friends

because we're a couple, that is what couples do.

Okay, Jane, look.

I very much enjoyed our time together,

but we're very different people.

-What? -And I just, I think...

I think we would be better as friends.

We're on holiday. We're in love.

Yeah, okay, well, I'm very fond of you as well, but...

No, no, no, no, please, please, you don't mean it.

Jane. Jane. Jane, please.

We're happy together. We're happy, for God's sake.

Yes, but it's not working for me any more.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

It would be better if we just make a clean break.

-No. No, no, no! -Jane. Jane, stop it.

Jane, stop it. Jane, stop that!

Ugh! What is wrong with you?!

This is completely unacceptable.

Luis: Genevieve?

Genevieve: Coming, darling. Sorry.

I wasn't sure about the pink.

Luis: Oh, you look fabulous.

Genevieve: Thank you, darling.

I haven't made us late, have I?

Luis: Not at all. We are right on time.

Here, let me.

Genevieve: Thank you.

Did you remember the wine?

Luis: Mm, it's in the boot.

Aleksandra: I kept telling her to be a bit cooler.

Men enjoy the thrill of the chase,

but Jane had a tendency to be...over-intense.

♪ It's not my problem ♪

♪ It's not my problem ♪

♪ Woo-hoo ♪

♪ When I feel heavy metal ♪

♪ Woo-hoo ♪

♪ And I'm pins and I'm needles ♪

Jane:

♪ Well, I lie and I'm easy ♪

♪ All of the time, but I'm never sure why I need you ♪

♪ Pleased to meet you ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Oh, yeah ♪

Sorry.

I'll just get out of your way.

Jane: Hi, you've reached Jane Andrews.

I can't take your call right now

so please leave a message.

Luis: Jane? Jane, are you there?

Look, I've just got back to the house and I...

I can't believe what you've...

I mean, what were you thinking?

You can't just come into someone's home.

This has to stop. Do you hear?

I mean, the phone calls were bad enough,

and I know that you have been following me,

but this is...

Look, I'm changing the locks,

and I'm afraid, if you come here again,

I shall have to call the police.

And then I found him the next day,

just lying outside.

Claudia: I was appalled.

Oh. Hi, there.

Wasn't sure we'd see you today. Are you feeling better?

Yes, much better, thank you.

Good stuff.

Actually, um, can I just ask you something?

There's an entry here for Friday evening.

It looks like a booking for a private room, and...

That's right. I put that in there.

It's for my 30th.

I did send you an invitation.

Right.

Jane: It's been arranged for months.

Super.

Well, I'll be sure to remind the Duchess,

but you know how busy she is at the moment.

-Claudia, I need you. -Claudia: I'm coming, ma'am.

-Sarah: I won't be long. -No rush.

Sarah:

Ciao ciao.

Giovanna, you seem a little blue.

Me? No, I'm -- I'm fine.

I hope that young man of yours is treating you well.

Actually, Luis and I aren't together any more.

Oh, I'm so sorry to hear that.

Last time I was here, you were going on a holiday together.

Yes, well, that's why he decided to dump me.

Madonna santa, you poor girl!

Clearly, that man is an idiot.

- Thank you. - Fabrizio:

You're very kind.

-Oh. -Jane: Sorry.

It's my 30th birthday on Friday,

and I planned this big party,

and I didn't imagine I'd be going on my own.

Fabrizio: These storms will pass.

You will see.

Okay?

Fabs. You ready?

Fabrizio: Absolutely, amore mio.

-Oh, Aleksandra's made it! -Oh, darling.

Many happy returns.

Jane: Thank you!

Um, this is my friend Francesca.

-Oh, lovely to meet you. -Aleksandra: Hello.

Francesca has her own hair salon.

Aleksandra: Does she really?

Jane: And this is Josh. We met at Ascot.

Well, in the champagne tent, to be precise.

I do hope I haven't missed the Duchess.

No, not yet.

Talk of the devil.

Hi! Oh, hiya, darling. Happy birthday. Mwah.

Oh.

Well, this is, uh, fun.

-Yes. -Josh: Hello.

Oh, Herself asked me to pass this on.

Oh.

She had a clash, but she sends her best wishes.

Thank you.

Uh, do help yourself to a drink.

Oh, don't mind if I do.

Aren't you going to open it?

Yes.

Francesca: Oh, it's lovely.

So simple and discreet.

It's very tasteful.

Honestly, it looked like it had fallen out of a cracker.

Definitely cheap and cheerful. Oof.

And for such a significant birthday, too.

Oh, dear. Well, clearly, young Jane

had fallen out of favour with the Duchess.

Claudia. Is she up in her room?

Uh, yes, but she's about to go out.

I just need to speak to her quickly.

Actually, Jane, could I have a word?

Oh, can it wait?

I just need to speak to the Duchess.

I'm sorry, no, it can't.

Jane: What is it?

Well, I'm afraid we're going to have to let you go.

What?

Claudia: It's no reflexion on you, personally.

It's a cost-cutting exercise.

Aw, I'm terribly sorry.

No, this can't be right. I need to speak to the Duchess.

I'm afraid that won't change anything.

I mean, you know the financial pressures

she's under more than anyone.

Yes, I-I do.

And, basically, something had to give.

And it might be a good thing.

Give you the chance to explore other options.

Hmm?

When?

You take your time.

You'll want to pack up your things.

But I will need your keys by the end of the day.

Francesca: She was completely and utterly devastated.

It was almost like a bereavement.

I really think it broke her heart.

Reporter: More tears were shed for Princess Diana today.

Two and a half thousand people

passed through the gates of Althorp today

to see the island site where Princess Diana is buried.

Nearby, her brother, Earl Spencer,

has opened a museum to Diana's memory.

Reporter #2: Inside, there's a display

of some of the Princess's personal possessions,

including her wedding dress.

Outside, some visitors laid flowers at a temple

close to the island where she's buried.

Reporter: There was never much doubt

that Princess Diana's final resting place

would attract the crowds.

Over the next two months,

150,000 are expected to come here.

And now the weather forecast for the day...

She didn't even do it in person.

After everything we've been through.

I know, love.

Jane: And I wrote to her. Did I tell you?

After Diana died, I just wanted to say how sorry I was.

June: Oh, Jane.

I think...

I think you just have to try and -- and put it behind you.

What if I can't?

Well, now you're just being silly.

Why is it always like this?

What's wrong with me, Mum?

Why can't I ever just be happy?

June: Of course you can be happy.

You've just had a bit of bad luck, that's all.

And the truth is, I blame myself.

You shouldn't.

June: Well, yes, I should.

Your father was right.

I should never have pushed you into taking that job.

If you hadn't moved away, if you'd stayed here with us...

Oh, Janey.

Why don't you just come home?

If you come home, I-I can look after you.

You can even see about...

...starting back at Marks'.

I'm sure they'd love to have you back.

Did you hear me, Jane?

What difference does it make, Mum?

Wherever I am, it always ends up the same.

I'm just...

I'm so tired of it all.

Now, you're to stop that.

You're not to talk like that.

I'm sorry, Mum. I have to go.

No, no, Jane, wait. I'll call you tonight.

-Someone at the door. -June: At least just...

just eat something.

Hello?

Aleksandra: Jane! Darling, it's Aleksandra.

You must excuse the mess.

I've just been rushed off my feet.

So you've found another position already?

Oh, no, I'm still just

making the most of my little sabbatical.

Although, I don't think it'll last much longer,

not if Sarah has her way.

Aleksandra: So you've spoken to her?

Uh, we've been corresponding.

Seems things have rather fallen apart since I left.

Obviously, Sarah wants me back,

but I think it's important it's on my own terms, you know?

Aleksandra: Well, yes, absolutely.

Good for you.

Actually, darling, I really can't stay,

but I did want to speak to you about Luis.

Sorry?

It's just, he thought he saw you near his house recently.

And, well, I do hope you're not starting with that again.

No, no, of course not.

Aleksandra: Because that would be very silly.

Jane: I promise you, I haven't been anywhere near the house.

I really have no idea why Luis would say that.

Right, well, I'm very glad to hear it.

Alright, well, I must dash.

Jane: Uh, well, perhaps we could grab drinks soon.

Or dinner. It's been an absolute age.

Yes, yes, we must, sometime soon.

Jane: Oh, how about Friday?

We could have drinks on the King's Road.

Have some of those divine cocktails.

It would be really good to have a proper catch-up.

Aleksandra: Uh, yes, we could do that.

So should we say Friday?

Alright, let's say Friday.

I'll call you during the week.

Jane: Wonderful.

Bartender: What can I get you?

Uh, two Cosmopolitans, please.

Aleksandra: Darling, it's Aleksandra.

So sorry, but something's come up.

I shan't be able to make it after all.

But I do hope you're well, and...

Oh, let's speak soon. Ta-ta.

-Bartender: There you go. -Oh, uh, actually...

I see you're lining them up.

Sorry?

That's actually for my friend.

Invisible, is she?

No.

Just running late, then?

As a matter of fact, she just cancelled on me.

Oh.

And here you are with two pink drinks...

and no one to talk to.

I'm sure I'll survive.

Alright, well, I'll do you a deal.

You give me one pink drink,

and I'll give you five minutes of excellent conversation.

I'm okay. I'll pass. Thank you.

Okay, I'll pay for both drinks,

and then we can stand here in silence.

I can't say fairer than that.

I'm perfectly capable of paying for my own drinks.

I'm sure you are. Where's the fun in that?

-Uh, excuse me. -Mm.

Jesus. Oh, my gosh. That is truly disgusting.

I'll have a bottle of Veuve, please, and put these on my tab.

Bartender: Of course.

I'm buying you a decent drink.

Okay.

One drink, and then I have to go.

I'm Tommy, by the way.

So you actually worked in the palace?

-Mm-hmm. To begin with. -Oh.

-Thank you. -Pleasure.

Is it true that it's full of mice?

No.

Well, no more than any other old building.

I heard it was completely infested.

Hmm. Well, you heard wrong.

What was old Fergie like?

Quite the character, I'd imagine.

-Got on very well, actually. -Thomas: Hmm.

I was with her for nearly 10 years.

So how come you left?

The Duchess had to reduce her outgoings.

Wait, so she binned you after 10 years?

In a word, yes.

Thomas: Well, that's pretty cold.

Yeah, it wasn't great.

Well...then I say fuck her.

-Sorry? -Thomas: Well, yes.

If you ask me, she did you a favour.

How exactly?

Ten years trapped in the same dead-end job.

-Oh, it wasn't dead-end. -Thomas: Yeah, but, still,

you know, you should take a few more risks.

Yeah, get out there.

Says the man with the trust fund to fall back on.

Thomas: Everything I have, I've worked very hard for.

I'm a grafter. -Mm.

- Mm-hmm. - Jane:

I am.

Shall I get us another bottle?

Mm. No, I really should go home.

No, don't do that. Please.

In fact, I think I've had a really excellent idea.

-Oh, yeah? -Thomas: Yes, yes, come on,

drink up, let's go. Mm-hmm. -Jane: Oh.

Come on. Let's go.

-Mm. -Thomas: Cheers, chaps.

Francesca: They just hit it off straight away.

I was thrilled to see her happy.

Tommy was this successful man about town.

Lots of friends.

Always the life of the party.

And he was from this very wealthy family.

It seemed like a really good match.

Thomas: You'll love this.

Jane: Oh.

What? You said you needed more excitement in your life.

Uh, no, actually, you were the one that said that.

Okay, well, nothing gets the blood pumping quite like

placing a few bets on the gee gees. There you go.

You've seriously brought me to watch the race?

Thomas: Yes, what's wrong with that?

It'll be fun.

Right.

Okay, so let's say we have... Mmm.

100 quid each?

There should be three races still to go.

Whoever ends up with the biggest pot buys dinner.

Oh, but -- but don't worry.

If you lose, I'll make sure you don't go hungry.

Who said I was going to lose?

Okay, so next up is the 745? -Yes.

Lovely Llewellyn is the beaten favourite,

but Antigone's Son has won before

over the same distance.

Well, hello.

Just like my dad says.

Don't bet till you know odds.

Rick: I think, uh, at first,

my brother thought she seemed quite fun.

But, uh, she certainly wasn't

the type of girl he usually went out with.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, go!

Okay, go, Peaceful Dream!

Come on! -Thomas: No problem yet.

-Where's your horse? -I know, seriously, where is he?

He's miles behind. Miles behind.

Oh, I'm going with Peaceful Dream now!

Come on, Peaceful Dream!

Go on, go on, go on!

-Go, go, go, go! -Ah! Come on!

Get that way!

Away, away, away!

Yes, yes, yes!

Yes! -Thomas: Come on!

-Come on! -He's done it, he's done it!

-Yes! -Ya-hoo!

-Go on, you beauty! -Thomas: Whoo-hoo!

I tell you what, from now on,

Jane Andrews, I'm sticking with you.

I think you'd better.

Man: Can you confirm your name, please, sir?

Thomas: Yes, I'm Thomas Cressman.

Man: Okay, Mr. Cressman,

what is it you want the police to do?

Thomas: I would like the police to come and split us up.

I would like someone to...

...to stop us from hurting each other.

If you don't have somebody here soon,

somebody here --

Call was placed at 11:35, the day before the murder,

from the victim's address.

According to the log, no action was taken.

Somebody really dropped the ball there, then.

Right, talk to the mobile phone company,

get somebody checking ANPR.

If she's driving on major roads, we should have had a hit by now

with this bloody fancy technology.

I mean, the woman can't have just disappeared.

Reporter: ...our evening news.

Reporter #2: Police have been attempting

to locate Jane Andrews

since the discovery of Thomas Cressman's body

on Monday.

The couple have been described by neighbours

as happy and in love.

But as time passes, speculation is growing.

Could Jane Andrews have killed the man she loved?

We will keep you updated with the story

as the events unfold.

And in other news, preparations are coming...

We have CCTV footage

that shows Jane buying quite a lot of painkillers.

To Janey.

Sarah: I literally met my Prince Charming.

I fell in love and I married him.

Jane: If you left me, Tommy, I don't know what I would do.

My whole life revolves around him.

Forget about what I want, what I need.

It's always about Tommy.

You can't just fucking ignore me, Tommy!

Jane, these problems, they're not just gonna go away.

Jane: This holiday is exactly what we need.

Francesca: Jane, I've been so worried, sweetheart.

Are you alright? -God, I wish I was dead.

You are sick! -Will you shut up?!

You're the one who's sick.

You're broken.