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Look, it's Daddy's ex-wife.

Again.

What the hell?

Jen, I need you to go.

Who is a ducky? She had pouches of toddler food in her cupboard.

You thought you saw Jen?

Jen! What the hell do you think you're doing with my child?

It's not yours, Sam.

I saw Sam outside the house. Then again, it worked. You followed Jack.

If you didn't think that something was going on between us before, I'd say he

might not.

I'll let you get back to Sam.

I'm going to be gone for three nights.

Emily's already been collected. What does she look like? The woman who took

my child.

Here.

Right. Here.

Jen! Who verified her?

Who verified her as a carrier for my child?

Let's have a look.

Wait, Mrs. Warrington. Wait.

Last week. Last week, and you didn't think to tell me. Her mother, to check.

That is not nursery procedure, Mrs. Warrington.

Jen! Jen, are you in there, please?

I need to get a hold of Jack Warrington.

No, no, no, stop taking our child!

Tasha?

I need to know where Jack is. A number for him in New York. Where he is?

Okay, is everything all right?

No, it's Emily.

Something... It's just, I need to get a hold of him. His mobile isn't working.

Sorry, I don't have the time to get into this right now. No, of course, I totally

understand, but I just need to tell you about the situation here, because I

think you aren't aware... The situation?

Please sit down, Tasha.

Seriously.

Jack isn't here.

Well, I know he's not here. He's in New York. No.

Jack isn't here anymore.

He isn't with the company. He doesn't work here.

What?

What are you talking about? Of course he works here. No.

He quit two weeks ago.

It was a bit of a thing. He took a few clients with him. Pissed a lot of people

off.

He just quit?

Left. Yeah.

Resigned. Why?

You don't have a number for him in New York? Or a hotel? Or anything?

No disrespect, Tasha, but... Are you sure he's even in New York?

Jen Warrington.

Oh, thank you.

Where's Emily?

Where the fuck is she, you mad bitch?

Jen, is everything okay?

Is that him?

It's on mute, but I would really appreciate it if you would stop shouting

in my face.

This is my place of work. I don't give a shit!

Where is my-

Okay? Look, I know you're upset, and clearly this is very difficult for you,

but Emily is not here, okay?

Jack asked me to collect her for him. Oh, he has her?

Where is he?

He quit his job. Did you know that?

I think he's in some kind of trouble.

No, he's not in any kind of trouble. And actually, I think he meant to leave that

job a while ago.

Oh, he told you that, did he?

How long are you planning on leaving?

What is going on? Where is he?

Jack collected Emily about half an hour ago. Okay, so he's not in New York.

Okay, it seems I am caught in the middle of something here.

Jack told me that he discussed the terms of the separation with you. And you

agreed to... What the hell are you talking about?

Okay, um, that does not appear to be the case.

I'm really sorry, I can't do this. No, no, no, no, Jen, you need to tell me

what the hell's going on here. I'm going home, and you should too.

Look, this is not at all appropriate, OK? You need to talk to him. I can't!

He's changed his number.

No, he hasn't.

Yes, he has.

Why is he doing this? Look, I still think that you really... I don't

understand. Everything was fine this morning. I... I'm sorry, Tasha, but I

really don't want to be involved in this, OK?

Oh, my God, this is because of you, isn't it? This is because of whatever

you think you had between me and Sam the other day. This is exactly what you've

been waiting for. You did this to get him back.

Oh, my God.

Of course I have... You know what? If Jack found out something was going on

between you and Sam, then that's between the two of you. Excuse me.

Come on, Jack.

Let me in.

Hello, ma'am, is everything okay here? Can I ask if you're the house owner?

Yes, yes, this is my house.

Okay, we've been alerted to a possible break-in by a home security company. Is

there a problem?

There's no problem. My husband changed the code and I'm just about to reset it,

but thank you.

Ma'am, would it be all right if we just took a quick look inside the property?

Yeah, sure.

Wait, is that normal?

Well, it's part of the service.

I smashed the door. It's a long story, but my husband and I... We're having

problems and...

God, this is really embarrassing, but... Will you change the locks and the alarm?

Right. Have you got any ID, Mum?

Proof of address?

Driver's license?

Uh, I don't have a driver's license, but I'm sure I've got something upstairs,

though.

Can I? How about I come along with you?

My husband covers the bills. I had a baby last year. I haven't gone back to

work. You've got a mortgage statement. That'll be fine.

Yes!

Yes, yes, I have that.

Is there a problem?

No, I don't know. I'm not on the mortgage statement.

My name's not on it.

But what does that mean?

I know that he put me on it last year.

I've just spoken to your husband.

Oh, you have?

Yes, the security company connected me to Mr Warrington. The good news is he's

not going to be pressing charges for the criminal damage to the door.

However, you are going to have to vacate the property now with us.

I'm sorry, what?

You can't stay here.

But I live here.

No, sorry, I live here. I'm his wife. I know I'm not on the form, but I'm... I

have rights, don't I?

Seems he applied for an occupation order yesterday.

Legally, you can't be here.

No, no, no. No, no. Sorry.

He's got my child.

He's got my daughter.

I... I don't know where they are.

Is he the child's legal father?

Yes. He has parental responsibility as much as you. Do you have any concerns

over your baby's safety?

Could she be at risk?

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

Ta-da!

Spare room.

Thank you so much for this, Sam. I appreciate it.

Honestly, there's nothing I can do.

I can't believe he's doing this.

Yeah.

What did they tell you?

Oh, the police?

Yeah. No, I'm screwed.

Right.

And what did they tell you to do?

Um... Go see his family tomorrow.

Okay.

Are you going to call first?

No. I'm not giving anyone else the chance to hang up on me. If I'm right

there in front of them, they can't ignore me.

Right. I can't afford to let this go down the legal route. I don't have any

savings or money or... What are you talking about?

Jack's loaded.

Yeah, he is.

And what, you don't have a joint account?

No, I didn't want anyone to think that was why I was with him. You... Okay.

No, okay.

How are you getting there?

Do you need me to drive you?

He thinks we're having an affair, me and you.

Because of the stalking thing.

Oh.

Okay.

Okay. Okay.

Yes.

Did you mention anything to him about us?

Us in the past?

No. Did you?

No.

Okay, good.

Because there was no us, Sam.

It was one time when we were drunk.

Yeah.

So, I didn't mention it.

The point is I can't show up with you if they're in that headspace.

Oh God, I know, I'm sorry. This is a lot to deal with.

It's fine.

Listen, I know this is really bad and I fucking hate that I have to do this, but

can I borrow some money? Yes.

Yeah.

And I'll get one of the guys from the minicab office to drive you.

Thank you.

I won't forget this. It's okay.

And I'll pay you back, okay?

Sure.

Don't worry.

Just, here is fine.

Okay.

Thank you.

I'll be 30 minutes, Max.

No problem.

Ah.

Okay.

Best get the boss.

Hales!

Incoming!

Right, well, I think you should probably leave, shouldn't you?

He's not here, and we'd stay out of it.

I need to speak to him.

I'm sure he'll call when he's ready.

As far as I can tell, he's well within his rights. You made your bed.

Sorry, my bed?

Yeah.

He told us.

About your boyfriend.

Sam isn't my boyfriend.

Okay.

Not sure it's any of my business, but sure. Hayley, I need to see my daughter.

I'm sure Emily's fine.

You know how good Jack is with her. Besides, that will be sorted out soon,

so... What will?

The divorce, mediation, whatever.

The divorce?

Hayley, this is ridiculous.

I'm sorry, but... How can he? We haven't even spoken. I think we all know you've

been having problems for a while now.

Jack said as much the other week, but that's besides the point.

I'm sure someone will call in the next few days.

In the meantime, it's best not to get too emotional.

God, the waterworks.

Tasha, you'll forgive me if I don't buy it.

You're such a fucking bitch, Hayley.

You think it's endearing, but it's not. It's ugly.

I hope that something like this happens to you one day, and when it does, I hope

that you come to someone like me for help. And when you do, I hope they

fucking ruin you!

That's some real mother-of-the-year stuff right there.

Get off my property before I call the police.

Fuck off, mate.

You ever heard that one?

Hard no.

It's a certified ten, mate.

She's got the crazy eyes.

Fuck off.

Oh, feisty.

I'm serious, lads. I am not in the fucking mood. Just fuck off.

Can I buy you a drink?

What? Fucking what?

You want to fuck me, show me the world, whack me in a huge fucking house, stick

a kid inside me and then break my legs?

Like fucking misery?

No.

Yeah, I didn't fucking think so.

Fuck off, you shitbag.

It's me. I just need to talk to you, please. Just five minutes of your life

and then you never have to see me ever again, I promise.

For fuck's sakes, Tasha.

Go home to your family.

I can't. I don't know where they are.

You're all I have right now.

Let me in let me in let me in let me in let me in let me in let me in let me in

let me in How

much

have you had to drink I'll make coffee

I'm sorry, Jen.

I am. About everything.

About what I did to you.

Your husband.

Your house.

Your life.

I just didn't think.

No, sorry. You're right.

That was a lie. I did think.

I knew exactly what I was doing, but I was okay with hurting you because you

weren't real to me. You weren't a person with feelings and hopes and plans.

And that's unforgivable.

But I came here to tell you that if this is about you and Jack, if that's what

this is, then I want you to know that I will go So easily.

Really, I will.

I'll leave you guys to it. I just... I need you

to tell me where he has her.

Please.

I need to see Emily.

You're drunk, Tasha.

And I don't want to get involved.

I don't owe you anything.

I didn't even want Emily.

I didn't want a kid. I'd booked an abortion.

I didn't plan for any of this.

I was so young. I didn't have a career. Still don't.

No means to look after her. But the point is, I did.

And she is the best thing that ever happened to me.

You have everything I ever wanted.

We wanted.

Three miscarriages.

The first was the worst.

It's even had a name.

And had our whole lives mapped out.

Then I kept losing them.

A dull ache.

Blood.

Weeks and weeks of waiting.

Hope then trying not to hope and then doing it over and over again until

honestly, you're not sure why you're doing any of it anymore I

should hate you You

want to know the truth Tired

I'm just so fucking tired of trying to make life happen

I could fill an arena, Tasha, with all the things I want, but... I'm old

enough and weathered enough to know that you can't change the way things are

through sheer willpower.

I'm not a bad person.

But I'm not your friend either.

They are, Tasha, but I will try to find out.

Okay.

Right now, I just want you out of my house, okay?

Of course.

Sam.

Look, I've done some digging.

I spoke to Hayley this morning.

The thing is, she thinks he's at Whitsford, which I know can't be true

because that would have been the first place you checked.

What? What's Whitsford?

You don't know what Whitsford is?

I have no idea what you're talking about.

He never told you about the second home?

The holiday house?

The whole time you... I suppose things did move rather quickly, didn't they?

Well, Witsford is in Surrey.

It's bigger than the London place.

Garden, pool, actually rather beautiful.

Sounds very nice. It was.

It was gonna be our forever home. Okay, so he's there, is he?

It would certainly seem so.

Uh, excuse me.

Can I borrow your pen? Sure.

Thank you.

Here's the address.

Do you have a way of getting there?

I will figure it out.

Thank you, Jen, so much.

Tasha, wait.

When you get there, what are you going to do?

Do?

I mean, are you going to see her or are you going to take her?

If I see her, she's coming home with me.

I'm sorry, that's the honest truth.

I understand.

But then you'll leave the marriage?

Yes.

Do you have a way of getting there?

Thank you for doing this.

I really appreciate it.

There's no need to thank me.

There's not much point in me giving you an address you can't get to.

You didn't tell anyone I was driving you, did you?

Oh.

No. Of course not.

Good.

When we get there, I think we should wait a bit before we go in.

What do you mean, wait?

Until it's dark, until he's asleep.

Tasha, I thought you wanted me to talk to him.

I told you I'd help bring him around. I didn't say that I would help break into

his house. He's not going to just hand her over.

You said it yourself, he's terrified of losing her.

I think we go in there, get her, and you can soften him after the fact.

reassure him that I'm on a level with this.

Not gonna disappear.

Right, and you are on the level with this.

He'll still be able to see her.

Ugh.

This is it.

We should probably leave the car, walk the rest of the way.

I've been thinking.

Maybe I should go in alone.

I mean, I'm the one who knows where the spare key is. I know the layout of the

house, where she'll be if she's there.

There's a nursery on the first floor.

You can wait here. I'll bring her to you.

I'm just not sure how he's going to react if he finds you sneaking around

his house, Tasha.

If it's me, it's different.

Swear to God if this is a trick.

If you warn him, I'll fucking fight this to the bitter end.

I just don't want a situation, Tasha.

Not if we can avoid one.

Okay.

I'll wait outside.

I won't come in.

What if he's not here?

He's here.

Stay put.

I'll go in and find her and I'll bring her back out here and meet you.

Don't go far.

Alright, she's gone.

Look, I never wanted to hurt you, alright? That was never the idea.

She is magical, you know.

Emily.

You made a beautiful girl.

Perfect.

So, you see, I can't let you take her from me.

And honestly, Natasha, all of this was for her.

Our marriage, all of it, was to ensure that legally I'd be her father.

Jen and I should be together.

You're a wonderful young woman, Natasha.

But what I felt for you was never love.

This wasn't the ending I'd planned, by the way. It's a bit bleak.

I'd hoped for a smoother transition, but you're forcing it. You forced me.

When you said that you'd take Emily.

There's a line, all right? I'm not going to let you cross that line.

And also, you've been lying to me for quite some time, haven't you?

Spying on me.

Bringing another man into my house.

Yeah.

I don't think I don't know history when I see it.

I knew you were together.

All right, so here's what's going to happen.

You are going to walk away from this marriage.

You're not going to try and fight it, because you'll lose.

My resources far outweigh yours, as you've seen.

Besides, you're young.

You can walk away and start again.

Here's what you'll get in exchange.

I will pay you healthy maintenance.

Nothing outrageous, but it'll be fair.

You'll get to see Emily on birthdays and special occasions and holidays.

Until she's old enough to make her own choices.

And in return for this access, you will have to give up any bid for permanent

residency.

Do you understand that?

She lives with me.

That's it. That's the offer.

I can hear the cogs turning.

I'll make it simple, shall I?

If you try and fight me on this, and I win, which I will, I'll make sure you

get nothing, okay?

Nothing.

You've had a very busy few days, haven't you? Leaving Emily with strangers,

causing a scene at my place of work, at my ex-wife's place of work. You know my

sister had to call the police, don't you?

He broke in here, too.

I had to defend myself.

The general backed me up.

No court will ever believe you.

They'll see you as an unfit mother.

I'll drag you through the filth.

You understand?

I'll make sure you never see Emily unsupervised again.

Okay.

What was that?

Okay.

I'll do it, I just obviously need more.

More?

Yeah, sign, whatever, but... I need half.

Half of everything?

Jack... I've read up on this. Spouses get half by default.

Unless there's a pre-nup, which there isn't.

I'd have to write a letter to a judge explaining why, if I took any less than

half.

I think it's there to protect people in coercive relationships.

I see.

Good for you.

Well,

I'm sorry to see you boil our daughter down to numbers.

But if you want to sell her for half, then, yeah, fine.

I'll go along with it.

She's worth much more to me anyway.

I know.

I know.

Fuck! Fuck!

Don't!

Don't take it! Don't!

I'm gonna fucking take you! You don't take her!

Jack! You don't win!

You hear me?