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I'll be back here at
3:15 to pick you up, okay?

Thanks, Dad.

Your son's school.

The excursion is late,
so pick up at 4:15.

The bus arrived at 3:15 today.

- Normal pick up time.
- Okay, so where's Sam?

Anna, he wasn't here when I came
to pick him up at the school.

Just find him. Find him, Joe.

Sam! Sam! Sam!

We're doing everything we can.

- Sam!
- Where've you been?

God, you gave us a scare.

Excuse me, do you have
some change for the machine?

Yeah, sure. Thanks.

- And there you go.
- No, no, you're all right.

Sam was picked up from school today

by Simon Heywood.

Sorry, Simon who? We don't
know anyone named Simon.

No, I know...

Simon was my boyfriend for three years.

Have you been in contact with this guy?

Joe, I swear to you. I have
no idea what's going on.

- Why would he take my son?
- I don't know!

- What, there was two of them?
- A woman was with him.

What were you doing with my
son? Taking my fucking son!

Calm down, Joe. It's not what you think.

I'm his neighbour, his
friend. He's not a bad person.

He claims to know you and
that he was given permission

to pick Sam up from school today.

- Do either of you know this person?
- Yes.

Hello?

Yeah, it's me.

Simon. Oh, sorry, I've been...

Oh, where are you?

Where?

Right.

Yeah, of course.

No, of course.

Yes. No, no, I'll be there.

Yeah.

Okay.

Sorry, sorry. Sorry,
sorry, sorry, sorry.

Gina, sorry.

Look, I know it's late, but
I'm going to need your help.

Yeah, no, a client of
mine's in a bit of trouble.

Oh, just two shakes.

Now you need to be calm, Alex.

I really didn't see this coming.

Well, you're a psychiatrist,
not a fortune teller.

Why'd he call you?

I'm not sure.

I don't think he has anyone else.

So, Simon.

You've come to see me.

My father thought it
might be good for me.

He's paying.

Okay.

Well, I'm a psychiatrist

and what happens here is that...

... you can talk to me
about anything, everything.

I'm here to listen and to offer some
methods for dealing with problems.

A paid friend.

Well, yes, but then no,

because I won't ever buy
you a birthday present,

or come round to your house for dinner.

So why do you think you're here?

Do I have to tell the truth?

Now what have you done?

Ah, Gina, this is William
Heywood, Simon's father,

and May Heywood, Simon's mother.

This is Gina Serkin.

She's a criminal barrister
and she's agreed to help Simon.

Okay, now I'll check because
we'll need to speak to him, okay?

- Okay.
- I sent him to you for help.

Now he's been charged with kidnapping.

That's a criminal charge.

That's time in jail.

Perhaps, we should wait
till we talk to Simon

before we jump to conclusions, William.

Come on!

Here, I have some change if it'll help.

Yeah, thanks. I got a
thirsty kid over there.

Um, I'll take...

And... Sorry.

- Sam, sit down here, baby.
- Here you go. Thank you.

No, take it.

Anna?

Mr and Mrs Marin? If you
come this way, please.

- What, he's here?
- I don't know, Joe.

May, is that Anna? Simon's Anna?

So Simon took Anna's son?

Yep.

I picked Sam up from school.

We watched TV, we played games.

He was only going to stay
at mine for a few hours...

Simon, I'm going to stop you there.

Now I'm going to ask you some questions.

I don't want you telling me
anything that I don't need to know.

- Now do you understand?
- This is a mistake.

I know Sam's mother... Anna.

All right, so did you or did
you not have a past relationship

with Anna Marin?

I did.

And do you still have that relationship?

We know each other.

Now, did Anna Marin grant you
permission to pick up her son?

I need to speak to Anna.

Well, if you're unwilling or
unable to answer that question,

the next step is to try and get you
in front of a magistrate tomorrow

for a bail application.

And what happens tonight?

Well, you'll stay here. They
won't move you this late.

Seriously?

I stay in jail?

I'm sorry, Simon, it...

... it's the law.

Is, um, is Anna here?

Did you see her?

She left.

Simon, what were you thinking?

I... I can't talk about this right now.

I'm sorry, Alex.

What if Anna did give Simon
permission to pick up her son?

Well, then there's no case.

Why, do you think there's a possibility,

and if so, why hasn't she
said something already?

I don't know.

How did it go?

Good as gold, May.

Oh, thank you.

Thank you so much for helping
Simon this late at night.

No trouble at all, May.

Look, he will have to
stay here overnight,

but I'll file a bail application
for him tomorrow, okay?

Never a dull moment with Simon.

Is she medicated?

To the eyeballs.

So, first year.

With Anna.

What was that like?

Love at first sight, or... ?

Hardly.

She was in a couple of my lectures.

She was a smart, well-educated,
middle class girl.

There were tonnes of them.

En masse, they were quite intimidating.

I kept away.

Second year, we were
in a tutorial together.

I had to pick an essay
out of a box and mark it.

I got Anna's, and it was seriously good.

Clarity of thought.

And one night, we were at the pub

and I don't know, for some
reason we just talked and drank

for the whole night.

It was so easy.

Then the pub shut and we walked outside.

It was fucking freezing.

I put my arm around her

and she put her cheek on
my shoulder, and she said...

"Click... "

"... perfect fit."

And then?

We hardly spent more than
a couple of hours apart.

Every day, every night.

My life and hers slotted together,

just like she said.

Click.

Have you been in love?

- Adam.
- Hey, Dad.

What you doing here?

Can I stay with you tonight?

Yeah, of course you can.

- You all right?
- Yeah.

No, no, no, he's fine.

Yeah, he's fine.

No, no, I had it on silent.

Yeah. Okay, I will.

Mum was really worried about you.

This place sucks.

Yeah, it does.

But look, it's my home for now

and once I get unpacked,
it'll be better.

Why'd you even break up? I don't get it.

Well, we're trying to sort it out.

Why? Just suck it up.

I'm sorry it's upset you.

It hasn't upset me. It's just stupid.

Yeah.

Please, don't ever do that again.

I don't care if you leave here
and go to Timbuk-fucking-tu,

you call me and let me
know where you are, right?

Yeah, all right, Mum.

You look nice.

Thanks for bringing him home early.

What was the... the fight about
last night, between you and Adam?

He wouldn't tell me.

He saw the divorce papers on the desk.

Alex, please, you got them, didn't you?

They were posted to
your office last week.

They require a signature.

Alex, they were sent registered mail.

You must have received them.

Well, you could have...

... talked to me, called me.

We have talked about this.

You can't act like this
is a surprise, Alex.

Well, it... it is.

I'll look for the papers today.

Alex.

Hi.

There's a problem.

Simon Heywood's bail application.

It's not going to be straight forward

because of the Carlo Manzano case.

Right.

Sorry, I don't know what that case is.

Ah.

Simon was a primary school teacher

and a seven-year-old boy, Carlo Manzano,

disappeared from school.

Simon was the last person to
see him and he was a suspect

in the police investigation.

I'm sorry, I just assumed you knew this.

No. No, I didn't.

What, it's happened before?

Sorry, Alex.

What happened to the boy?

Well, he was never
found. No one charged.

Oh, God.

Simon.

Why didn't you tell me about Carlo?

It didn't seem relevant. You asked
me questions about university...

Crap.

Come on, we're not in a session now.

I'm not being paid for this visit.

I didn't ask you to come.

- Do you want me to go?
- No.

No, I'm glad you're here.

Alex.

He was my student.

And I failed in my duty of care.

Thank you, guys. Chairs up.
Cleaners are in. Like this.

After Anna,

after uni, I was a teacher.

I loved it.

And I was good at it.

Mum working late?

Carlo, he was, um, a smart kid.

He needed to use the bathroom

and I let him go.

Carlo?

Carlo!

So what happened to him?

He just...

... disappeared.

Then why would you take Anna's son?

I can't help you unless
I have more information.

Time's up.

I don't need help.

I just need someone to walk my dog.

Hello?

Angela? It's Alex.

It's Alex Klima.

Yeah, of course. Psychiatrist. Come in.

Hi.

- Thank you.
- It's the blue one.

Thank you.

Have you seen him?

Simon? Yeah, today.

Is he all right?

Well, he's been charged
and he's in remand,

but given all that he's...

he's okay, yeah.

Um...

did he say anything about me?

Well, he said you had his keys.

Empson! Hello! You all right? Hello.

Okay.

"Hi, Simon, I'm writing to you

because I read in the papers
about what happened at your school.

I can only imagine how
terrible it must be for you

and the school to lose a
child in such a horrifying way,

and how difficult it must be
for the children to understand

where their friend has gone.

It's awful to know that such
things exist in our world.

My heart aches for the parents.

That emptiness is so final.

I know it's been a long time
since we last saw each other,

but if you need a friend...

... someone to talk to without
judgement, I'd be happy to meet.

Very best, Anna."

- Hey.
- Dad?

Hello, you two.

What are you doing here? What is that?

Well, that is Empson. Empson,
this is Rachel and Adam.

Look, I was wondering whether
you two could maybe look after him

for a couple of days,

'cause I'm not allowed to
keep animals where I'm staying.

Some random dog? Dad,
where did you even get it?

Oh, he's a friend's dog.

He's a lovely boy and he needs
someone to look after him.

Does Mum know about this?

Seriously, Dad?

She's a moron.

- Can I hold him?
- Course you can.

Thanks.

I brought his food and a bowl.

He's going to need to be walked a
couple of times a day if you can.

- Yep.
- Okay?

How're you going?

- I'm good.
- Yeah?

Hey, you're gonna stay here.
You're gonna live here for a bit.

This just gets better.

Bastards.

How did this happen?

Some shock jock got
incensed. Started a campaign.

Well, this can't be good for his case.

No.

How was he when you saw him today?

Well, he looked terrified.
Oh, crap, I gotta go.

Wow.

Um, do we have a date for the hearing?

Well, I'm hoping sooner
rather than later.

But look, he is in a
protected area in jail.

Well, he's going to
need to be now, isn't he?

And how's your family?

Yeah, pretty good.

I'm dropping round for dinner tonight.

Oh. That's great.

I mean, it's a good sign.

Yeah.

- Is it?
- Yes.

I mean, you know when
Jim and I broke up,

I mean, we'd never have dinner.

Not for a long while, anyway.

- Hey, do you want a hand?
- Nope, all good.

- Dad.
- Hello.

Hello, Empson. Look at you,
you lovely, gorgeous boy.

- How's he been?
- Yeah, good.

Hi.

Hi.

Look, I'm sorry to drop in unannounced.

I need to pick up my winter jackets.

Okay.

Hello, you.

How you been? What you cooking?

Carbonara.

- Oh, it smells beautiful.
- I burnt the bacon.

Oh, well.

I'll get them.

Thanks for looking after the dog.

Adam said two weeks.

Yeah.

Why do you have to be so rude to him?

Adam, keep your voice down.

It's his house, too.

We should ask Dad if
he can stay for dinner.

No, I don't think so.

Why not? It's just dinner.

You don't understand, Adam.

Yes, I do. You're a
bitch and Mum's a coward.

- Adam!
- You should see his flat.

It's disgusting.

Oh, you think I should move out, Adam?

Yeah, right. You couldn't even
live without a heated tile floor

in your bathroom.

Thanks, I'll leave you to it.

- See ya, Dad.
- Night, guys!

So, um...

Alex.

Did you find the papers?

The divorce papers?

Yeah, I sent them to
Tony to take a look.

Okay.

So that's about the last of your stuff?

Yeah, but let me know if
you find something else

you want to get rid of.

I'm sorry, I'm just finding
this fucking hard, okay?

- Hello?
- Hello.

Am I too late?

- No, I'm just reading.
- Good.

Hey, um, how was your dinner?

I'm going to have to
tell you the truth now.

- You ready?
- Yes.

I wasn't invited to dinner.

I dropped in totally uninvited,

with the flimsy pretext of, you
know, picking up some clothes

that I never even wear.

And the really tragic bit
is that I got there at 6:30,

so just for a moment, I could
imagine I was coming home again.

That's not so tragic.

Yes, it is.

I got a frosty reception.

I didn't get a dinner invitation.

Probably a good thing because
my daughter was cooking

and she's not exactly
gourmet, so... anyway.

How was your night?

I read over Anna's statement again.

There's something so...

so clinical in her statement.

Yeah, so, what's going
on inside her head,

knowing Simon's in jail?

Mm.

When you think of all those court cases,

and all those trials over the centuries,

all those crimes...

and how many of them were just
terrible errors of judgement

and mistakes made because
human hearts are so needy?

Well, I'd say many.

Most.

You know, Simon's a
really good soul, Gina.

I don't know why he did
what he did, but I...

I do feel the need to protect who he is.

Does that make sense?

It does.

Turn left, then keep left for 400m.

Your destination is ahead in 500m.

Oh, shut up.

Your destination is...

I did something interesting yesterday.

I drove to Sam's school

and I parked outside,

and I watched all the kids come out.

Something occurred to me.

How could you know who Sam was?

How did you know what he looked like,

I mean, not having met him before?

I mean, you turn up at his school,
all the kid are milling round,

they all look the same with
their little hats and uniforms,

but you go up to him and you greet
him and you say, "Hello, Sam."

So how did you know it was Sam?

It's a secret.

I went to Anna's house
to drop some books to her.

I was going to leave them
at the front door, but...

the front door was open.

Hello! Anna?

I think it was her mum,
vacuuming. Anna wasn't there.

Sam kicked the ball into the pool.

No one heard. No one
was there to see it.

You scared me, mate.

I told him I was the gardener.

Sam, I'm the gardener.

Here to check on your garden.

You go and get into some dry clothes.

But don't tell anyone I was here.

We made a pact.

I wouldn't tell anyone about
it and neither would he.

It was our secret.

Would Sam have told his parents?

I don't know.

It's a very conveniently timed
story for Simon to tell you.

What, you think he made it up?

I don't know.

You are quite blind
when it comes to Simon.

I think he's glamoured you.

How is that learning
to play tennis, hmm?

40 an hour, that costs me.

Well, did he say why he went to
Anna's house in the first place?

Yeah, he was dropping off some books.

Yeah, but Anna's said in
her statement to police

that she hadn't seen
Simon since they broke up.

Well, she lied.

Bold for a nice middle
class girl to lie to police,

- I would have thought.
- Yeah, so why would she do that?

Wish I could talk to her.

Can you? Can you talk to her?

Only on the stand, Alex.

And if we get there.

- She's the prosecutor's witness.
- Yeah.

Oh, Jesus.

You okay?

Yeah.

No, I'm just... I'm just a
bit out of shape, that's all.

Hey Dad, could I stay
with you this weekend?

I'd... I'd love that.

Um, there's a pizza place near me.
They've got these gourmet pizzas.

Lamb, tandoori in them, stuff like that.

Oh, yeah, have they got the
one with the cheese crust?

Ah, indeed they have. Do you
want to get them delivered?

- Yeah, and I'll get some movies.
- Okay.

And remember, no pineapple.

No, all right. No pineapple.

How's your wife?

Um, I don't really know.

They're separated, William.

Ah, yes, I knew that.
Apologies. I forgot.

Is there any chance you
might be able to work it out?

Well, I'm ever hopeful. We're talking.

Is she screwing someone else?

I don't know.

Well, if she's screwing
someone else, you're toast.

But if she's just sick of you,
then you might stand a chance.

Yeah, that probably sums it up.

Cheers.

Gina's pushing for an
early committal hearing.

I don't think Gina Serkin could
push her way out of a wet paper bag.

She's a very good criminal lawyer.

Well, if she's good, she
would have got him bail.

My son might be a mummy's
boy, but he's not a paedophile.

He's been through some
major trauma, hasn't he,

with Carlo and losing his job?

He's very fortunate to have
a family who can help him.

Alex, most people call that life.

Major trauma, come on!

I know it's your profession.

I know you're a very intelligent man,

but do you think your therapy
has helped him in any way?

You're sceptical, William,
but that question is rude,

bordering on offensive.

You were talking to him once a week.

Was there no sign of this to you?

Something coming?
Something not quite right?

Look, I've been going through
all of our sessions, William,

and the truth is, he appeared
to be making good progress.

My son is a master at telling
people what they want to hear.

Thank you.

"3rd of January, 3:30pm, Simon Heywood.

You look really well, Simon."

"Well, that's good."

"So how's your week been?"

- "Good."
- "Yeah?"

"I've been thinking about work.

I think I need to get some sort of job."

"What, as a teacher?"

"I don't know.

Just something to give
my days some structure."

"Hm. Sounds good.

Simon, I need to talk to
you about last weekend."

"Oh, okay."

"As a therapist, it's unethical
for me to socialise with a patient.

I need to apologise."

"Sure, but, you know,
it was a good night.

Not a problem for me."

"No, I crossed a line

and as a result, I'm not sure I
can see you as a therapist anymore.

"I can recommend someone
else, if you like."

"I'd like to keep the sessions going.

I don't want to have to
start again with a stranger.

Let's just wipe it.

Pretend it didn't happen.

Anna just took my breath away.

A light shining on me. She was the sun."

"Rejection.

Isn't that what Anna did
when she split up with you?"

I don't see it that way."

"Why don't you want to go
back to teaching? You love it.

It's your profession.

How does it feel to be rejected?

And how does Anna feel about you now?"

- Jesus!
- Sorry.

Get away from the car. Anna.

- Who are you?
- I'm a friend of Simon's.

I just want a quick word.

I... I didn't mean to
frighten you. Please.

Look, I'm really sorry.
You don't know me.

What do you want?

My name's Alex Klima.

I'm his psychiatrist.

It's very important that you understand

the consequences of what you're doing.

Do you think we could
maybe go inside for a... ?

No, I don't think so.

Anna! Please, Anna. Please, it's...

Please go and see him, Anna.

Please tell the police
about Simon saving Sam...

What?

Please tell the police about
your meetings with Simon.

Simon saving Sam?
Simon doesn't know Sam.

Get away from me.

Look, whatever's going
on between you and Simon,

I know he's protecting
you, I understand that.

- But he's not in a good way.
- You have to leave.

If you don't leave here, I'm
calling the police right now.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh, God.

Today...

... is...

... Thursday.

I'm starting to believe that
the only logical explanation

for Simon's behaviour is that he
and Anna were having an affair.

- Really?
- Yeah.

Well, why is she not
standing up for him now?

I don't know, I don't
know. Maybe they...

... maybe they fell out again or
maybe she's frightened of her husband.

See, I think they were going to
run away together that morning.

- Something happened.
- Run away together?

I think she got cold
feet, and I think maybe

she's just waiting for
all this just to blow over

'cause she's hiding something, you know?

She and Simon were involved,
now he's protecting her.

Oh, shit.

Gina Serkin.

Right. No, I see.

No... oh... no, of course, I apologise.

This... this won't happen again.

No, no, it won't happen again.

All right, thank... thank you
for letting me know. Bye-bye.

- What?
- That was Anna Marin's lawyer.

You went to her house?

Alex, you could be charged
with attempting to pervert

the course of justice.

I thought if I could just talk to her...

Talk to her?

Look, Simon has got under your skin

and you are in danger of
doing more harm than good.

I thought she should know
how Simon was suffering

because it's unnecessary
and she could stop it.

Alex, just back off
and let me do MY job.

Yeah.

Why are you protecting her?

Right, tell me the truth.

I have.

Simon, you were my patient.

In all that time,

you never told me about
the disappearance of a child

whilst in your care,

nor about the subsequent
police investigation

in which you were a prime suspect.

You never told me about saving
Anna's son from drowning.

And now you're in jail and
I've found you a barrister

and I'd quite like to know what
else you haven't fucking told me.

I'm sorry.

Maybe it's best if you take a step back.

Gina's running the case.

I don't want to upset you anymore.

I'm fine.

No, you're not. You're not fine.

You're in jail and
you're protecting someone

and she does not need protecting.

Did you see her?

No.

I mean, why are you protecting her?

Love.

Just love?

Apparently, it makes the world go round.

Oh, well, I have heard that.

Yeah, and look, it's
beautiful. It's wonderful.

I mean, it's beyond compare,
you know, when it's shared.

You know, when it's reciprocated.

But you take a look where you
are now, look at this place now.

This is your life, here.
It's the only one you've got.

Are you having an affair with Anna?

I mean this year.

Some things can't be unmade.

Alex...

... I love Anna.

And I always will.

But does she love you?

Alex?

What are you doing?

I just dropped by to speak
to Adam about a history essay

he's having trouble with.

Seriously?

No.

Want some coffee? It's really good.

I don't drink coffee at night.

Yeah, I know that.

Alex...

... you look terrible.

Thank you.

What are you doing here?

Um, oh, all right. Um...

... I wanted to ask you a question.

Are you seeing someone else?

No.

You sure?

Yes, I'm sure.

- Then why are we getting divorced?
- Oh, Alex!

Well, it's a fair
question, don't you think?

Don't you think it's a fair
question, after 20 years?

Yes.

I don't want to tell
you the answer, though.

Why?

Because it's hurtful.

Well, just... just say it.

I'd rather hear it.

I want to hear it.

I tried really hard, Alex.

I wanted to love you deeply...

... but...

... I was always just trying.

I don't think I ever
did really love you.

I got sick of pretending.

I'm sorry.

What do you mean he's
not here? Where is he?

It's a prison. You don't just leave.

What?

What's wrong? What happened?

Why... why can't I see him?

Look, why don't you
just come back tomorrow?

Listen. Listen, listen,
I'm his girlfriend.

We're practically married,

so if anything's happened
to him, I need to know.

- I need to know what's happened.
- Angela?

Alex!

This is his doctor, right here!

- What's happened?
- I think Simon's been bashed.

But... but they won't
fucking tell me anything!

God, it's all my fault!

If... if anything happens to him...

Do you understand?

God, what have I done?

How can any of this be your fault?

It just fucking is! Help me!

Are you going to introduce
me to your friend?

This is Sam.

Hi, Sam.

Take him back and I won't
say anything to anybody.

Did he try to hurt you? Threaten you?

Of course not! Did he hurt the kid?

No.

Simon's unwell, you know?

He didn't know what he
was doing when he took Sam.

I didn't know what I was doing.

I was trying to help, but instead
I did the exact fucking opposite.

- Why are they telling lies about you?
- Mum!

Police are corrupt. We're going to sue.

Yeah, we can't sue the police.

We can sue the press.
Angela, you're a good girl.

We won't let them do this to you.

It's important to
tell the truth, Angela.

Was this something
you'd planned together?

Is he aware of what
you do for employment?

Some girls try to keep
it from their boyfriends.

Simon knows what I do.

I wonder sometimes,

maybe she's seeing someone else.

The police want me to be a witness.

Well, yeah.

What if they ask me
in court about my job?

Well, you can't lie, can you?

Have you seen Simon again?

Just tell me he's all right.

Oh, I can't really do that. He's not.

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