All language subtitles for Without You - 01x03 - Episode 3.TLA.HI

Ellie Manning?
You are Gregory Manning's wife?

Your husband's car left
the road and caught fire.

Did the police tell you there was a
woman in the car?

Simply Milena, party planner.

You think I killed them in a fit of
jealousy. No.

Because she was unfaithful to me
almost all of the time.

Frances! Do you need some help going
through Milena's stuff?

Marjorie Sutton. I was a client of
your husband's.

Gwen, I want to introduce you to
Johnny, our chef.

I told David about my affair.

Can I come and stay with you?
I'm sorry, you can't.

Hello? I need an ambulance, please.

There's a woman and I think she's
dead.

32 Tallster Road.

You need to come right now.

# Down the street again

# And past your door

# You don't live there any more #

(BLEEP) Leave a message for Ellie
or Greg.

(BLEEP) Leave a message for Ellie
or Greg.

(BLEEP) Leave a message for Ellie
or Greg.

I need you.

(DOOR BELL)

Frances is dead. I know.

My name's Ellie Manning. I was with
Greg for 12 years and one day

he left the house and he never came
back.

He was found dead in a car

with Milena. Gwen's the name of my
best friend and I pretended

to be her so I could get a job in the
office because I needed to find out

why they were together in the car. I
think the person that planted this,

they wanted me to think that Greg
was involved with Milena.

And whoever that person is, they
murdered my husband.

Say something. Frances is dead.

I know. Frances is dead and you've
discovered a menu card.

A woman is dead and you've got a little
piece of paper that proves nothing.

Jesus Christ! We slept together,
Gwen... Ellie,

whatever the fuck your name is.

I walked straight into your
little honey trap, didn't I?

No, I promise, it wasn't like that,
it wasn't.

Oh, come on, you pretended
to be somebody else,

you lied to all of us,
you flirted with me.

Oh, no, I didn't. I didn't mean it
like that.

I was prepared for
this to go somewhere.

How do you think your boy would
feel about you shagging me?

I don't think he'd be best pleased,
do you?

It's not all right to
have sex with someone

to see if they're
a murder suspect.

It wasn't like that! Stop lying to me!
For all you know, I could be a murderer.

No, I don't think you are.

Frances was my friend. She was a
good person. She never would have

done any harm to anyone.
She was kind, she

was sensitive and a
little too bloody open

for her own good and now she's dead.
And you know the way I see it?

If you hadn't come knocking on her
door, she'd still be alive.

Are you going to go to the police?

No, I'll tell you what I am going to do.
I'm going to give you a head start.

So this proves it.

It proves Milena Livingstone and my
husband never even met.

I want you to reopen the inquiry
into their deaths.

You're a primary school teacher?
Yeah.

Yeah, well, er, this is all well and
good this er... little craft project.

But er... none of it amounts to hard
evidence, does it?

And in the meantime I
have the small matter

of a murder to attend to.
Mrs Frances Shaw.

Yeah. And here you are, a primary school
teacher with er.. a talent for art

and er... well, also a talent for
role play it would seem...

impersonating a stranger, winning
the confidence of Mrs Shaw, working

for her under an assumed name then
coupled with that, on the day

she dies, you arrange to
meet Mrs Shaw after hours,

you 'find' the body
Excuse quotation marks,

just don't want to make any assumptions.
You tamper with the body...

Then odder still, you abandon the
crime scene.

No, I called for an ambulance.
Yeah, we found

your mobile phone discarded
nearby, by the way...

again, odd.
You go home, you shower.

You wash the clothes you
were wearing at the scene

thereby destroying any evidence.

Well, er, if I were looking
for a prime suspect

I think I might think I'd just hit
the jackpot.

What are you saying?

You need to speak to her husband.

Frances had just told him that she was
having an affair and he was furious.

You need to speak to David Shaw.
That's who you need to speak to.

You fancy yourself as a little bit
of a Miss Marple, don't you?

My husband and Milena Livingstone
died in a car crash under

circumstances that have not yet been
explained.

They have been explained.

PC Wootten furnished me
with the coroner's report.

And then Milena's business partner
was murdered.

Can you not see there's a connection?
Surely you must see that!

Look, I know that what I've...

what I've done seems a
little bit odd, but...

Odd, yes. Unstable even.

I have heard enough of this. I want
you to investigate it.

'Investigate!' Right, is that what
you've been doing? You know I could

charge you with wasting police time,
obstructing an investigation,

tampering with criminal evidence.
You could get six months right now

for dicking us around, you know that?

Am I under arrest?

Luckily for you I have a soft spot
for primary school teachers.

Miss Jenkins. I was seven years old
and she smelt like strawberries.

Can I go, then?

I've told you the truth. I've told you
everything I know. I just want to go.

Thanks.

Right. Thank you, Mrs Manning. We'll
be in touch, yeah?

Barnaby!

Barnaby boy?

Where are you?

Barnaby!

Barnaby!
I want to talk to you.

It's me, Ellie. God! You scared the
life out of me.

Gwen's here. She's had the police
round her house grilling her about

her involvement in a company called
Simply Milena.

I looked like a bloody idiot.
I'm sorry.

I've been your best
friend for 15 years.

I tell you everything
that's going on in my life.

I just don't get it. We're all here
for you. We have been from day one.

We'd do anything for you. I know.

I know you're upset, I know how hard
this is for you. But what you've

been doing is insane.
And where has it got you?

Nowhere. Greg's still dead. And now
someone else, this woman's dead.

You didn't have anything to do with
this woman dying, did you, Ellie?

I don't know. I mean, I don't know if
what I did made someone... I don't know.

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
I'm so very tired.

I don't care if you're tired.
You've got to drop this right now,

do you hear me? You'll drive yourself
mad and all the rest of us too.

Look what you're doing to yourself,
you're falling apart.

All right, Joe!

We miss Greg but we miss you even more.
The old Ellie. We want her back.

I don't know who she is any more.

Oh, yes, you do. You do!
I've spoken to the

school, you're going back
to school on Monday.

You need to start living a normal life.
Routine.

It's the only thing that
can move you forward now.

We've had enough of this. OK? You've
got to pull yourself together.

OK.

Good girl.

You're not giving up on me, are you?

You are... aren't you?

So 'G' can have two sounds.
It can be a soft sound 'G'

for Giant or Gymnastics! G-g-g-g...
Can you say that?

G-g-g-g.

And it can also have a harder sound.
'G' for going! G-g-g-g-g. Going. Going.

Gone.

Life is pretty simple when
you're five, isn't it?

Mum, Dad, house, cat.

My Mum's dead. My Dad's dead.

My husband is dead and
now my cat's missing.

I don't think my picture would
fit on that wall somehow.

Oh, I don't know.
Schools are very inclusive these days.

I've been looking into
your husband's death.

You have? Thank you. That's...
Thank you.

Did you have an argument with him on
the day of his death?

No.

We have records of a text that he
sent to you that day erm...

READS: Sorry, sorry, sorry.
I'm a stupid fool.

Fergus Connor, a computer
programmer, he was

at your husband's
accountancy firm that day.

You've spoken to Fergus? He was ironing
out some problems with the software

on your husband's computer. He
confirmed that he heard the argument.

How does he know Greg
was speaking to me?

Your husband told him.
They were good friends, were they not?

Fergus is wrong. We didn't argue.

He'd promised he'd come home early
cos I was cooking a special meal

and then he called to say that he
was gonna be late.

PHONE: Something's come up.
I've got to deal with it.

I shouted at him.

Oh, no, Greg, please don't say
that. You promised.

And you told him not to bother
coming home.

Mrs Manning? Did you tell him not to
bother coming home?

But I didn't mean it like that.

Don't you think I've
tortured myself about that?

I should have said,
'Come home immediately.

' I should have said,
'You come home now!'

But we... we didn't argue. I can't
believe Fergus would say that!

So what time did you finish school
that day, the day your husband died?

3. 15. The same as always. And then I
got home 4. 30... 4. 35.

And your husband died
at approximately 7.

35pm. What were you
doing at that time?

Erm, like I said, I was cooking a
meal.

Well, can anyone verify that? Did you
speak to anyone during that time?

No.

So you've never been to Portend Way.
The scene of the crash? No.

Actually, yeah. I went there the day
before Greg's funeral.

I wanted to see where he'd died.

Actually, I wanted to see the
last place he was alive.

Did you go on your own? Yeah.

And what time of day was that?
Three, four in the morning.

So you went out on your own in the
middle of the night to Portend Way?

Yeah, it was the night before
my husband was cremated.

I wasn't thinking straight.

Mmmm.

Oh, my God. You think I had something
to do with my husband's death?

Then there's Mrs Shaw's death.

We found prints on the
handle to the bathroom

where Mrs Shaw's body was found.

And there were people in
and out all afternoon.

I wasn't even there
in the afternoon.

The only prints on the handle are
yours. I didn't kill Frances.

What if your husband was sleeping
with Mrs Shaw too?

This is ridiculous.
Why would I ask you to reopen

the inquiry if I'd... if I'd...
if I'd killed them?

Well, that would depend on your
mental state.

Sorry. I couldn't face the tram.

I think he's trying to intimidate
you.

This is out-and-out bullying. I'll
contact my lawyer. No.

Of course you're going to
want to visit the place

your husband died.
It's completely natural.

What the hell are the police playing at?
I don't blame him. Maybe I deserved it.

You and Gwen were right. I... don't
know who I am without Greg.

I'm sorry.

It's just so unfair.

Greg was such a... such a prince.

I'm sorry. It just hits you
sometimes, doesn't it?

It's all right. Come on. I'll get
you home.

She smells so new.

Your Uncle Greg would have loved
you.

So can we have a message for Ruby
from her godmother?

Never regret loving someone, Ruby.
Even if it ends badly.

Loving someone with all your heart
can only be a good thing.

There you go.

You OK, love? Barnaby hasn't come
home for five days.

Oh. Cats are like that. He'll show
up.

We could put posters up if you're
worried.

I think the police are going to
arrest me.

For what? Murder.

What are you talking about?

Why don't you tell her, Fergus?
He told the police

that me and Greg were
arguing the day he died.

What? You've turned me into a
suspect.

Fergus! No. No.
I told them that I heard Greg arguing.

I assumed it was with you.

I've got to tell them the truth.
You didn't even

tell me that you saw him that day.
I'm sure l did.

No, you didn't. Well, I...
Look, I popped in

to sort his computer
for about half an hour

and then...
Fergus, you should have told us.

Don't you think I would have
wanted to know everything

about that day? His mood?
The last thing he said?

You were the last person
to see him alive.

There is nothing
sinister about this.

It was just a normal day. I mean,
I was at work. And so was he.

He told me that he'd
given up drinking

bottled water and was
only drinking water

from the tap and we had a laugh because
I tasted it and it tasted like shit.

I fixed his computer. I heard him
argue... TALK to you.

Then we arranged to go running
the next morning. That was it.

Honestly, Ellie, look, I'm not
trying to shaft you.

I'm not on top of things. I've
become a dad at the same time

as my best friend has died. I mean,
my head's all over the place.

She's almost asleep, Fergus.
I'm going to try and put her down.

All right, well, yeah.
Come on, I'll help you.

I don't know who to trust any more.

You can trust me.
Ellie... Ellie, look at me.

You know, if I was
found dead, it would

look like I'd killed
myself, wouldn't it?

Don't don't talk like this.
It would, though, wouldn't it?

The police would think I
was guilty and they would

be able to close all three
cases at the same time.

You just remember
that I said that.

If anything happens to me, you
remember that I said that.

(SCREAMS) I never wished anyone dead
my whole life.

What do you want?
I want my wife back.

I've made a lot of money in my life but
none of it was anything compared to her.

I didn't care about the kids thing.
I only wanted her to be happy.

Why did you sleep with Milena, then?

I slept with Milena because
Frances didn't love me any more.

Because my Frances
stopped loving me.

I slept with Milena because
life is disappointing

and nothing ever ends
up the way you plan it,

however hard you try. And you know,
Milena, she didn't give a shit about me.

She was doing it to get back at
Frances.

And now Frances is dead.
They're both dead.

I'm sorry. I liked Frances very
much.

You're sorry? You stupid little
bitch.

My instincts were right about you.
I should have

thrown you out of that
office the minute I saw you.

Six hours they questioned me ...
the police ...

because of you and
your pointing finger.

Six hours when I should
have been with my

poor dead wife asking
her for forgiveness.

I don't know who your
husband was but I pity him.

Poor bugger, being
married to you.

I want you to go now.

I didn't kill my wife. Do you hear
me? Do you hear me?

You have to go now or I'll call
the police.

Call them. The police are
my friends.

Call Ramsay.
He released me without charge.

The night my wife died, you see,
I went to the dogs.

I was at the greyhound track and
there's CCTV footage to prove it.

I went to the fucking dogs!

So the only person that leaves is
you. And they're coming for you.

Believe me. They're coming for you.

Barnaby! Barnaby!
(DOOR BELL)

(DOOR BELL)

We've got a search warrant.

What are you doing with that?
Please don't take that, I need that.

It's just procedure. It's a child's
toy. What do you think I did?

Clubbed him to death with a rocking
horse?

We spoke to Mrs Marian Styles,
your counsellor.

How did you know I was seeing her?

She said you described
having 'episodes' in which

you still saw your dead husband.
Is that true?

That's supposed to be confidential.
Do you still 'see' your dead husband?

You even said to Mrs Styles that
your dead husband was urging you

to put yourself in
dangerous situations.

To act on his behalf, even.
She was very struck by that.

You see how hard it is for me
right now?

Talk to me.

Ellie?

They killed you and I think they've
killed my cat.

I'm going to prison.

I don't think I killed you.
But maybe I have forgotten.

Ellie! I'm doing the recycling.
You told me to.

I want to die.
I want to be with you.

(SOBS)

Come with me.

Sshhh.

You just need to sleep.

Yeah?

It'll be better after some sleep.

(DOOR BELL)

Please. Please.
I have something for you.

READS: Dear Mr Manning.
You don't know me but

I need to talk to you
as a matter of urgency

about some irregularities
in the account of Mrs

Marjorie Sutton.
Yours, Milena Livingstone.

You're not the only one to play
detective.

It was among her emails at home.

The only place I found
your husband in fact.

And I looked, believe me.
Milena sent it to Greg at 7.

15 in the morning on the
day they both died.

That's why they met.

Why would you do this for me?

David told me you were
under a lot of pressure.

Actually, you have always struck me
as a good person.

Besides, I owe it to my wife.

Thank you.

How are you doing?
I'm doing much better thanks.

Er, I'm writing thank you cards

to everyone who came
to the funeral.

Can you give me Marjorie
Sutton's address?

Sure.

I'm actually pretty busy, Ellie.
Please.

I thought you'd given
me up for Lent.

Well, I tried my best to get
some new friends but...

No, I bet none of them would hold
your hair out your face

when you were sick down the toilet after
too many rum and cokes. Lightweights.

I'm going away for a few days.
I think I need to.

That's a great idea. Do you want
some company?

No. I'm going to go see my cousin.
Good idea.

Yeah, well, I'm... I'm up to my eyes
at the moment anyway so...

Can I borrow your car?
Knew there'd be a catch.

Thank you.

It's ridiculously big for me, of
course. But I have help.

And the fact is, I'm very
sentimentally attached to it.

It's the home I shared
with my husband.

You know, I feel him here still,
his energy.

I stand on the landing
sometimes and suddenly

all the hairs on my arms stand up.
I hear him,

shouting up at me,
'I'm home, darling!'

Is that a mad thing to say?

No. I know exactly what you mean.

I can't think what
this would mean.

I don't know this woman.
I've never heard of her.

Have you had any problems
with your accounts?

Well, no. I mean, I have
various savings accounts.

I'm really not sure I should be
divulging all this information.

I should speak to my accountant.

But Greg was your accountant.

Well, Gregory used to
deal with me sometimes.

But he wasn't your principle
accountant?

No. My husband always dealt
with Mr Lipton.

Joe?
I am so sorry.

Joe looked after you?
There's nothing wrong

with my accounts.
Nothing whatsoever.

No, I'm... I'm sure there's not.

Mr Lipton is the senior partner.
He's been handling our affairs for

the past fifteen years. My husband
chose him. I trust him implicitly.

Besides, we're in the middle of a
recession. Of course there's been

a fluctuation in our stocks and
shares. Mr Lipton told you that?

He said there was nothing to worry
about and things would right

themselves eventually. I get very
tired, you know. I'm on pills.

When was the last time you talked to
Mr Lipton?

You have no right to
ask me these things.

I have angina and I shouldn't
be upset like this.

I'm... I'm going to have to ask you
to leave now.

I'm sorry. I really did not...
I didn't mean to worry you.

If there was anything
wrong, Mr Lipton would

have told me.
Joseph would have told me.

Ellie. Ellie. Help me, I'm on the
ropes here. Smash it!

Alison said I could come through.
Hi, Ellie.

Yeah, of course.

I need to go to the police again.
It's becoming a habit with you.

I was wondering if you could come
with me.

Okey doke, I'll get me coat. Mummy
will give you your tea, boys.

I would have driven.
Is this Gwen's car?

Yeah. Mine got totalled, remember.

You gotta learn to laugh about it,
haven't you, Joe?

Yeah.

This isn't the way. Bear with me.

OK. OK, Ellie.
You know I'm your friend

but I've got to be
straight with you now.

You've stopped making sense.

I had a client on the phone
half an hour ago, a nice old

lady with a weak heart,
saying you've harassed her.

What's happened to you?

It's not right, sweetheart, and
I'm not the only one who thinks it.

Gwen's talking about putting
you on antidepressant

drugs and Fergus thinks you're crazy.
But not me.

I'm the one who's kept the
faith with you all this time.

Me. I've been your
strongest ally.

I've stood up for you. Don't you
realise how hard that's been for me?

You're pushing it now, Ellie. I'm
under a lot of pressure here

and you're at me all the
time, driving me nuts.

I love you, sweetheart,

but I can't keep faith
with you any longer.

Do you understand?
Do I have to spell it out for you?

Greg is dead. It was an accident.
It's over.

You've got to try and
get hold of this now.

It was just an accident. Even if it
WERE true, no-one's interested.

No-one's listening to you.
They all think you're mad.

Even if what were true, Joe?

Portend Way.
Why have you brought me here?

Do you know this place, Joe?
What is this? What are you doing?

How does it make you feel to be
here?

You were like a brother to him. It
was always 'Joe' this, 'Joe' that.

'Joe makes me laugh',
'Joe watches my back. ' He loved you.

My life's over.

I should have died in that car
with Greg.

You can section me.
You can do what you want because

I don't care.
I've got no fight left in me.

But I want the truth.

Did you love Milena?

There was a... a wildness in her
that I recognised.

It was some restaurant opening
in town ... that's where we met.

It was like there was
no-one else there.

Just me and her.
You can spare me the love story.

Oh, it wasn't love. I know that.
Milena lost her charm very quickly.

So I ended it. At least I tried to.
She was very hard to shake off.

So you took up with Frances.

Frances was full of light.
She listened to me.

I felt calm when I was with her.
I felt loved.

She loved you too. She told me that.

I could have loved her too,
in different circumstances.

If you didn't have a wife and two
children?

Alison can be very unforgiving. Life
is black and white to her.

But I love my kids. I could never
lose my kids.

I don't know. I... I really thought I
could make it work.

I thought I could hold all the
different balls in the air.

I was trying so hard, but everything
was falling apart, Ellie.

I couldn't stop it.
Problem was, I told her too much.

Milena ... I'd confided in
her, about the business,

about Alison.
She was going to bring me down.

We're the same, you and me.

I stood to lose everything.
My kids, my home, my business.

I've told your colleague.
He knows what you've been doing.

And more than that, I was going to
lose myself. The person I'd become,

all the years of grafting,
of pulling myself up,

pretending it didn't
matter where I came from.

Alison and the kids.

Want me to get to the kids, as well?
You're a bastard, Joe!

All I had was my bare hands.

Her screaming face and my bare hands.

Get off me! You don't frighten me!

The first hit felt so good. Knocking
the words out of her mouth.

What about Greg?
Did killing him feel good?

How can you say that?
I loved Greg. You know that.

I want to know how. I want to know
every detail. The look on his face.

The last thing he said.
I want to know everything.

He didn't suffer.

How do you know?
How can you say that?

It was over in an instant. He'd
called, he wanted to meet me.

What did he say?
He asked me who Milena was.

He asked about Mrs Sutton's account.

I've sorted it, there's paperwork in
the back. Grab it for us, will you?

That was it, I'm afraid.
No sentimental last words.

Joe?

Did he struggle?
No. No. My aim was good.

He was strong and fit ... he could
have outrun you in a heartbeat.

He didn't struggle, he didn't run.
Because he didn't see it coming.

Did he know? Did he know what?
That he was going to die?

That it was all over for
him and me and our hopes

of a future and children
and a life together?

Was he scared? Did he beg you to
stop? Did he? Tell me. Did he know?

Did he even have an instant
of knowing?

It's OK. It's OK.
We can sort this out. Joe.

I'm sorry, mate.

He had no idea. His back was turned
to me. I promise you.

Don't you touch me!
Don't you touch me.

I didn't want to kill him.

You didn't want to get caught.
Don't pretend you cared.

You didn't, you didn't
care all this time.

You've been pretending. What about
that email? When did you delete that?

Was that before or...
or was it after you offered to

call his parents to tell them
that their son was dead?

Leave it, Ellie.

And the menu card?
That drove me mad. Did you plant

that there and was I just
too stupid not to find it?

And Frances...
She didn't need to die.

If you hadn't pushed it she'd still
be alive.

Three murders, just like that.
And it's me next, isn't it?

No. I understand. But I'm not
scared.

(And I wouldn't give you the
satisfaction. )

(TURNS IGNITION)

(SCREECHING)

(INAUDIBLE)

Ellie?

Ellie.

Ellie. It's OK, love.

It's OK. You're in hospital. There
was a car crash. But you're OK.

Joe?

Now, come on, you need to rest.

Close your eyes.

Good girl, close your eyes.

It must be hard for
you as a teacher, eh?

Having to learn everything
all over again.

Well, you know me, Inspector.
I'm a very determined person.

Tell me something I didn't know.

Thank you.

You managed to piece it all
together yet?

Now, if I was your teacher,
and you were me,

would you put up with
that sort of cheek?

No. We've spoken to Hugo Livingstone
and Mrs Sutton.

You won't be surprised to hear she's
not the only client of Lipton and Co

with financial worries
at the moment.

The administrators are
sorting through the mess.

And rest assured the files on all three
murders have been well and truly opened.

All we need from you now is a statement
about the crash in which Mr Lipton died.

Ah! Ah! It will go something like this.
You had your suspicions of Mr Lipton

and there was some sort
of struggle at the wheel.

He may even have
reached his foot over

and slammed it on the accelerator.
And you crashed.

Accidentally. I really don't have time
for another murder enquiry, you see.

The thing is, Inspector ... the
accident, I don't remember any of it.

That'll do.

Well, go on, keep going.
No slacking, Mrs Manning.

Those poor little children are
depending on you.

Right. One, two, three...

(BLEEP) GREG: Hiya.
Sorry we're not in.

Leave a message for Ellie or Greg and
we'll call you back as soon as we can.

(BLEEP) Hiya. Sorry we're not in.

Leave a message for Ellie or Greg and
we'll call you back as soon as we can.

(BLEEP) Hiya. sorry we're not in.

Leave a message for Ellie or Greg and
we'll call you back as soon as we can.

I'll always love you, Greg.

(BLEEP)

FEMALE VOICE:
Your greeting has been deleted.

(SCRATCHING)

You're back.

(MEOWS)

You dirty stop-out cat.
Shall we get you some dinner?

Here.

You sure?

Do you want to say something?
I don't have to say anything.

He knows.

READS: Big Nutbrown Hare settled
Little Nutbrown Hare

into his bed of leaves. He leaned
over and kissed him good night.

Then he lay down close by

and he whispered with a smile,

'I love you
right up to the moon... and back. '

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