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Richard, have I done something?

Do you think you might be depressed?

We’ve found some CCTV footage the night of Jack’s murder

that shows a hatchback heading towards the woods.

-Max never said. -They would have questioned me.

-What she needs is counselling... -[vomits]

...'cause this can’t keep going the way it is.

I know.

I lost ten grand on a horse race.

Richard, we’re not in trouble, are we?

Are we?

[Max] How are the others feeling about it all?

-What others? -Nancy. Louie.

[Nancy] You were made redundant three months ago!

I mean, when were you going tell me?

[phone vibrates]

You made me lie to Max over and over

-like things weren’t bad enough. -I’ll repay the money.

It’s not about the money!

What’s all this?

I’m just storing it for a friend.

What friend?

Don’t you want to help find his killer?

I don’t know anything!

[Max] Someone in that brewery does.

Tell me again what happened at the party.

What’s going on with you two?

What the fuck were you thinking?

But you are the exact opposite of the person

I thought you were.

You need to grow up.

Did you kill Jack Evans?

I’m not a murderer.

[Anna] I don’t know what you are.

[theme music playing]

[Mandy] Don’t be stupid. Arwel wouldn’t kill his own son.

Well, why else would he gas himself?

Guilty, that is, plain and simple.

Don’t stop talking out your arse on my account.

-We were just saying that-- -Leave it, Mandy.

-I’m not passing any-- -Gwen, enough!

Sorry, Louie.

You sure you want to be here?

[exhales] If I’m sat at home, all I’ll do is think about it.

Well, if you change your mind,

or if anyone starts mouthing off.

I’ll be fine.

It’s gonna be weird seeing Nancy,

I don’t know what to say to her.

Let’s just get through the day.

And tomorrow we get up and we do it again,

and we keep doing it until this is over.

When’s that gonna be?

Now I understand that everyone’s unsettled,

but until we hear otherwise, we keep doing our jobs.

Whatever happens, let’s make certain that Wales

does not run out of beer and spirits.

[laughs]

I really don’t think jokes are appropriate

at this moment in time, Gareth.

I’m glad you’re suddenly an expert

on what’s appropriate, Gwen,

because neither is idle gossip and speculation.

Sorry we’re late.

-Louie, I didn’t expect-- -Don’t make a fuss.

Well, come on everyone, get a shift on.

We’re so sorry, Louie.

Yep.

Thanks, Tish.

Anything you need, I’m right here.

Oh, and Nancy hasn’t swiped in?

You’ve haven’t seen her, have you?

She’s never late.

Hey! No worries, I’ll just text her.

[line ringing]

It’s ringing out.

[Louie] She’s probably scared to face us.

Try Richard.

This is Richard please leave a message.

Voicemail.

Something’s wrong.

I’ve been kept waiting all night.

We’re ready for you now.

Follow me.

Mrs. Clarke?

[Anna] Shit, shit, shit.

[horn honking]

[tense music playing]

This interview is being recorded.

I’m Detective Superintendent Holland,

the other officer in the room is...

Detective Constable Anford.

The time is 9:07 a.m.

You are reminded you are under caution.

You do not have to say anything,

but it may harm your defence if you do not mention

when questioned something you later rely on in court.

Anything you do say may be given in evidence.

Do you recognise this car, Nancy?

-No. -Take your time.

Yeah, I suppose

it might be a similar model to mine.

It’s hard to tell.

We had these images enhanced,

and had experts compare them to photos taken of your car

in the early hours of the morning.

Both cars appear to have the same irregularities

on the passenger side bumper.

And both cars had the same spray pattern

over passenger side mud guard.

Right.

This image was taken at 12:18 a.m.

on the road to the woods,

on the night of the brewery party.

I don’t think so.

[Holland] Well, see we think it is...

and your husband agrees with us.

Take another look.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I suppose it could be, yeah.

When I chatted to you at the brewery,

you told me that you drove

your friends home from the party,

then went straight back to your own property.

That’s right.

Why were you driving to the woods?

Nancy? It’s really important

that we know why you were going there.

[sighs]

It’s embarrassing.

I have a minor bladder problem and I needed to go.

You’d just been at the brewery. They’ve got toilets.

You could’ve gone in your friends’ houses.

It just came on suddenly.

[Holland] After you left the party,

but before you dropped your friends home?

Yeah.

Which would mean they were in the vehicle

when this footage was captured.

They can all confirm your story.

No.

I doubt that, they’d been drinking.

I could have driven them to Glasgow

and they’d barely remember.

That’s convenient.

Family emergency.

[Gareth] Another one?

When you left the party with your friends,

where was Jack Evans?

I already told your colleague, I don’t remember.

-Was he with you? -No.

-Was he outside? -No.

So, you do remember?

The last time I saw him, was inside at the bar,

I don’t know what time that was.

Nancy, we’ve just completed enquiries with your bank.

So, we know...

about your financial situation.

Money trouble isn’t a crime as far as I’m aware.

Did you talk about your finances with Jack Evans?

No, why would I?

Did you ask him for a raise,

-an early salary payment? -No.

Can you tell us about the goods you’ve got in your lock-up.

I understand they were there until yesterday.

I was helping a friend out.

And what friend was that?

[laughs] This isn’t relevant.

[Holland] Well, I’ll be the judge of that.

Your husband said they were brand new.

Straight off the shop floor. Price tags, everything.

I wouldn’t know.

Was it a financial arrangement?

Did somebody give you some money?

No.

Actually, your husband’s been very helpful.

He mentioned that you had a lump sum of money recently.

Nancy?

I think I’d like to speak to a solicitor.

Things are starting to coalesce around Nancy and her friends

and that includes your wife.

So... [sighs]

...I’m sorry Max but I’ll have to remove you

-from the investigation. -[sighs]

Anna is a potential witness.

Listen, you did brilliantly IDing that car.

If Anna hiding something, if she’s covering for someone,

I’m the one who can get it out of her.

She’s loyal to her mates,

she not going to drop anyone in it.

Not to you.

You think you can soften her up?

I can’t put you together in an interview situation.

Yeah.

[Holland] Okay.

You’ll be putting yourself in a difficult position.

It’s a bit late for that.

-They’ve IDed the car. -[Anna] They must’ve.

We told the police she drove us straight home,

they’ll know we lied.

She’ll protect us if she can.

[scoffs] You’ve got way too much faith in her.

Can’t you speak to her?

-How? -I don’t know,

can’t Max get you in?

He’s already suspicious.

Oh shit.

Remember, we’d been drinking.

We’re not sure on times, we’re not sure on anything.

Just be vague.

Ladies.

I don’t remember ordering strippers.

We need you to come to the station with us please.

Why?

[Griffiths] We’ll explain at the station.

Can I just get my coat?

Yeah.

Bathroom.

I need the bathroom.

Station’s not far.

You want me to ruin your upholstery?

Two minutes.

There’s an officer outside.

I know how this looks, but I swear

-I haven’t done anything. -Cat you’ve got to trust me.

I can help, but only if I understand what’s going on.

You two can pop in this one.

If you jump round the other side.

Watch your head.

It was a stupid prank.

We took him to the woods and left him there

and whatever happened afterwards, it wasn’t our fault.

Please say you believe me.

[Griffiths] We need to move.

I’m coming.

I’m sorry.

Use me as an alibi.

Nancy dropped you home, and I got there right after.

Half twelve.

We spent the night together,

you showed me your artwork and we drank wine

and fell asleep on the sofa.

And that stuff in Nancy’s lock-up

if they know about it, it was mine.

I can’t let you take responsibility for--

It was mine.

Just tell them you were storing it for me

and that’s all you know.

Why are you doing this?

Why do you think?

[Griffiths] Hey, come on.

The car please.

It’s about to start pissing down.

Yeah.

[car engine starts]

[tense music playing]

They’re ready for V.A. Interviews.

Take them through, the boss is just prepping.

What’s Nancy said?

If there’s anything I need to know,

tell me now.

And then what?

Just tell me, Anna.

[exhales]

Which interview rooms?

Um, not sure, check the log.

Just take a seat. We won’t be a sec.

-What did he say? -Nothing.

We need to speak to Nance.

-They’re not going to let us. -[Louie] Should we get a lawyer?

Let’s just see where this goes.

We were drunk, we’re not sure about times.

We don’t know anything.

Shall we get these ladies into separate rooms.

Yes, ma’am. This way please.

Who left those witnesses together, unsupervised?

Sorry, that’s my fault.

What the fuck, Max?

It was only for a second. I didn’t think.

No, you didn’t.

[Max] We won’t be a sec.

-[Louie] What did he say? -[Anna] Nothing.

[Cat] We need to speak to Nance.

[Anna] They’re not going to let us.

[Louie] Should we get a lawyer?

[Cat] Let’s just see where this goes.

[Anna] We were drunk, we’re not sure about times.

We don’t know anything.

[Holland] Shall we get these ladies

-into separate rooms. -[Anford] Yes, ma’am.

We’re having trouble nailing down the timeline

of the night of the brewery party,

so I’d like us to talk through it again.

Sure.

I mean, obviously we’d been drinking, so...

I can’t be sure about exact times.

Just do your best.

It was around midnight. Maybe a bit later.

The four of us left the party together.

And where was Jack Evans at this point?

-I’m not sure. -I think at the bar.

Dunno. Didn’t care.

You left the party,

what happened next?

We got into Nancy’s car and she drove us home.

Was there anyone else outside when you left?

Anyone hanging around the car park

who’d left the venue?

Not that I saw.

I wouldn’t have noticed.

[Holland] Because you were drunk?

Yep.

Then what happened?

Nancy drove us home.

She dropped Louie first and then me and then Anna.

And what time was that?

I can’t be sure.

I’d be guessing.

Maybe... twelve thirty.

My friend Tish was staying with me,

she might remember.

And did you make any other stops along the way?

No, no.

Think about that.

No other stops.

Really think about it.

I have.

You see, I think you did stop somewhere else on the way home.

'Cause this...

is Nancy’s car,

picked up on CCTV at 12:18 a.m.,

driving towards the woods.

You sure it’s her car?

Yeah.

I don’t remember that.

I think you do remember, but for some reason,

you just aren’t telling me the whole truth.

And I need the truth right now.

I’d like to call a lawyer please.

Louie, do you want to catch your nephew’s killer?

-Of course, I do. -Then tell me

why you were driving to the woods.

-I can't remember. -I think you’re lying.

Is anyone else bothered by the fly?

It’s doing my head in.

You’ve got a criminal record...

perverting the course of justice,

right back to prison.

Not without evidence.

I’ve told you everything I know.

They’ve got their stories straight.

It’s collusion, plain and simple.

We need solid evidence of motive,

get the team to go back to square one,

with these four as our prime suspects.

Re-interview their colleagues and associates,

recheck the phone work,

go through the victimology again.

-Get me something more to go on. -Boss.

Louise Evans’ solicitor’s just arrived.

She wants him to sit in on all the interviews.

Course she does.

Fine, whatever.

You know what’s coming, Max.

Now Anna’s under investigation, you can’t be on this case.

Max?

Yeah, I heard.

[door creaks and shuts]

When can I go home?

That’s not up to me.

Are the others here?

Are they okay?

You’re all lying.

For Anna’s sake, tell me what happened that night.

Nancy?

Who killed Jack Evans?

[sighs]

I have no idea.

[door slams]

[lock rattles]

Tell me about your relationship with Nancy Clarke.

We’ve been friends for about eighteen years.

And worked together for...

Five.

So, it’s a close friendship, then?

Yeah.

How did you meet?

We’d just moved to Wales. I was pregnant,

we got chatting in the waiting room

at the doctor’s. She took me for a coffee.

She was nice to me.

You seem quite emotional.

This whole thing’s been quite difficult for everybody.

Well, the sooner you’re honest with us,

the sooner it will be over.

I understand there’s been some tension

between you and Nancy recently.

Her husband told us that there’d been quite the argument.

What was that about?

I can’t remember.

A blazing row with your closest friend?

I think you’d remember.

I don’t want to answer any more questions.

[thunder rumbles]

[sighs] Was the argument about money?

Or was it about Jack Evans?

Are you protecting Nancy, Anna?

Because if you are that makes you an accomplice

to whatever it is she has done.

Better for you if you just tell us the truth.

No comment.

[rain pattering]

Where’s Anna?

They’re being released under investigation,

except for Nancy Clarke.

Boss wants to question...

-You both okay? -Yeah.

-Where’s Nancy? -[Anna] I dunno.

If she cracks, we’re screwed.

I’ll tell Dylan to stay with her

then at least we’ll know what she’s said.

[Max] Let’s go.

-Can we give these guys a lift? -No. Let’s go.

-We’ll get an Uber. -I’ll call you.

Come on.

[thunder rumbles]

Are we going or what?

-[Louie] What did he say? -[Anna] Nothing.

[Cat] We need to speak to Nance.

[Anna] They’re not going to let us.

[Louie] Should we get a lawyer?

[Cat] Let’s just see where this goes.

[Anna] We were drunk, we’re not sure about times.

We don’t know anything.

The truth. All of it.

-How did you record that? -No more lies, Anna.

-You tricked us. -Just tell me!

I am not your interview subject.

-Who killed Jack Evans? -I don’t know.

-Who killed him? -I don’t know!

-Who killed him? -I don’t know!

-Who killed him?! -Why aren’t you listening to me?

Because it’s bullshit!!

Whatever you’re hiding, they’re going to find it

and they’ll nail you to the wall.

All of you.

Just think about that.

You’re protecting a murderer!

[exhales, sniffs]

[car starts up]

Turn it off.

[exhales]

We abducted Jack Evans.

We put him in Nancy’s car and we drove him to the woods.

It was a stupid prank.

We were never going to hurt him.

He was drunk.

He’d been horrible to everybody.

We were going to leave him in the woods.

When we left him, he was alive.

We drove home...

then we had second--

second thoughts and we went back,

to make sure he was okay.

Except he wasn’t.

Jesus Christ.

We didn’t know what to do.

We were scared.

We thought...

maybe it was a heart attack,

or an overdose and if we just kept quiet.

[Max exhales]

We didn’t know it was murder.

And then you did.

I wanted to tell you.

[exhales sharply]

But the longer I left it, the more I realised...

I just couldn’t.

Because then you’d be living like me.

With the guilt and the fear...

every... thought...

is just fear.

I didn’t want that for you.

But now you know.

-Now you’re a part of this. -[scoffs]

What are you going to do?

I should march you in there right now.

Go on then.

Get out of the car!

Get out of the car, Anna.

Get out of the fucking car!

Fuck!

[exhales]

[Anna] If we go back in there...

I could go to prison.

You’d probably lose your career...

the kids will be scarred for the rest of their lives!

Max...

what do you want to do?

I don’t know.

I don’t know.

Take me home.

[rain pattering]

-[lock rattling] -[door opens]

I’ve been calling.

Who’s this?

Chris Skinner, Mrs. Price.

Nice to meet you.

What’s going on?

I forgot it’s tonight.

[Tasmin] He’s a counsellor.

Mum wants family counselling.

Someone else was in those woods.

And by the time we came back he was dead.

You didn’t see anyone else? No cars or anything?

Nope.

Someone must have followed us from the party.

The police know we’re lying, they’ve still got Nancy,

there’s a picture of her car--

They’ll figure out who did this.

What if they don’t? What if they think it was us?

[exhales]

What’s the point in all this,

of you and me if it has to end?

Shh...

I’m not going anywhere.

[sobbing]

Tish.

-Sorry. -No, it’s not you.

-Okay. -No...

it’s really not you.

I can’t go back to prison.

I won’t let that happen.

[water boiling]

No, thanks, love.

Firstly, I’m not here to pass judgment

or tell you guys what to do

I’m just a neutral sounding board.

Here to help.

If this involves trust exercises,

or role play, I am out.

No roleplay, I promise.

I’d just like to hear you guys talk.

Ryan, they’re for--

It’s all right, I’m celiac.

Anna, maybe you could kick off by explaining

why you felt you needed help?

Because we’ve stopped communicating.

[scoffs]

You don’t agree?

Mum thinks it’s my fault.

-I never said that. -But it’s what you think.

Tamsin’s always been strong-willed.

I think that’s why we clash now, because we’re the same.

No, we’re not.

I just...

I want her to know that I’m on her side.

I’m not the enemy.

And how does that make you feel, Tamsin?

She never wanted me to grow up.

She wanted to freeze me,

age ten, when we made cupcakes together.

She wants some perfect family illusion

that doesn’t exist anywhere except the movies.

Why can’t I have that?

Because the real world is shit.

Ryan, how do you feel about Tamsin’s relationship

with your mum?

[sighs] I just want everyone to get along.

You’ve been very quiet, Max.

Oh, it’s not just communication that’s gone out the window.

It’s basic trust.

It’s waking up in the morning and realising

that everything you thought about a person,

about a given situation is wrong.

That we’ve been living a lie.

Isn’t it better to lie sometimes

if it protects the people we love?

-Isn’t it? -All I know

is that counselling is gonna solve jack shit for us.

So, you can sit here and talk about your feelings

or whatever the fuck!

[scoffs] It’s not going to change a thing.

Tamsin is not the real problem here.

You shouldn’t talk to her like that.

-I’m done. -Tam.

I might just go and not be here.

-Did you want to take a-- -How much is this costing?

Eighty-five pounds.

Jeez. [exhales]

Plus VAT.

He’s gone.

I’m still trying to get my head around it.

Holland knows you’re all connected.

She won’t give up until someone cracks,

and if that’s Nancy, it’s gonna happen soon.

Nancy won’t say anything.

Who killed him, Anna?

I don’t know.

While they’re focusing on us,

you need to figure out who.

It’s the only way to make this go away.

[suspenseful music playing]

What are you doing back here?

Working.

Max...

you’re off the case.

Are you okay?

Where’s the boss?

In with the suspect.

Then she doesn’t need to know.

-Max... -I’ve put everything into

working this case.

Don’t you need all the help you can get?

-If Holland finds out-- -If she asks questions,

I’m sitting here playing solitaire

and solving burglaries like a good boy. Okay?

It’s your funeral.

[Dylan] My client has co-operated fully

with your investigation

and has answered your questions to the best of her ability.

She’s had 24 hours of this,

and she's has been mentally and physically drained

by the whole experience.

It’s our job to uncover the truth

about this young man’s murder,

Nancy definitely knows more than she is telling.

Look, it’s nearly 11 p.m.,

I’d like to formally request that she’s allowed to go home,

pending further investigation.

We are perfectly within our rights

to keep Mrs. Clarke for thirty-six hours.

I know the law, superintendent,

but the fact is, I’ve advised my client to answer “no comment”

to every single question from now on,

right down to tea and coffee preferences.

Frankly, you’re barking up the wrong tree here,

wasting valuable investigation time

and making a mockery of human rights.

So, I’m asking you,

to let this innocent woman sleep in her own bed tonight.

[cell door slams]

[Dylan] Might have pushed a bit hard.

Sorry.

They’ve got 12 hours of superintendent extension

but I can’t imagine they’ll hold you longer than that.

The dodgy CCTV is... all they have.

Have they offered you something to eat?

I just want to sleep.

[exhales]

I’ll be back first thing.

What did they always teach us?

When you get stuck, when there’s a dead end,

go back to the victim.

We’ve been over Jack’s accounts a dozen times.

We’ve been focused

on large amounts going in and out,

looking for a motive that isn’t there.

It’s the tiny,

regular transactions that tell us who he was,

where he went, what he did.

He got his morning coffee from the same cafe every day,

he filled up with petrol at the same station

every few weeks, he was habitual,

we know all this.

No, we’re missing something.

She’s coming.

I thought you’d gone home.

I’d rather keep working.

On what?

Those break-ins around the industrial estate.

I need to ask you some questions about Anna and her friends.

We can do it tomorrow if it suits?

Sure.

Get some rest, Max.

You look like crap.

[tense music playing]

[grunts]

[footsteps]

Hello?

Who’s there?

[Anford] Have you been here all night?

Jesus, Max, you better put those files away before--

Check this out.

You did some colouring in.

Look at his cash withdrawals.

Yeah.

There’s a pattern.

Fifty quid, most Saturday for the last six months.

So?

Why’s he getting cash out so regular?

No-one does that these days,

not unless it’s for something specific.

Fifty quid, most Saturdays, from the same ATM.

The ATM... is here,

Conway Market.

Right across from this.

We know he was a gamer, he owned consoles,

if he was a regular in this place

he must’ve got to know other people.

We have almost no intel on his personal life.

He didn’t have one,

from what we can tell he was Billy-No-Mates.

I don’t believe that.

Young, good looking guy with money to splash around?

Holland wants us to focus on the brewery workers.

I need you to cover for me.

Fuck’s sake, Max.

I owe you.

I trust that charade

was worth holding my client overnight?

I’m sure we’ll be talking again very soon.

And you’ll be getting the same answers.

Come on, Nancy.

I can take her home.

Are you okay?

I am now.

Why did you come?

You’re godmother to my kids.

You’re like a sister to me.

This doesn’t mean you’re forgiven.

[door opens]

There’s a piece missing.

We’re getting a divorce.

How’s Nance?

[exhales]

She looks...

I don’t know, older.

I hope you’re not feeling sorry for her.

She’s still got all your savings.

There’s something you both need to know.

Oh God, what has she done?

I told Max what happened.

What do you mean?

The truth about Jack.

You did what?

I had to.

-He was already suspicious. -So, you gave him proof?

I didn’t have a choice.

We had an agreement! You should’ve come to us first!

We didn’t get a say, Anna.

No, I’ve made him a part of this.

Unbelievable.

Don’t tell me you’re okay with this.

Yeah, I get it.

Well, now I’ve heard everything.

He’ll figure out who did this and we’ll be off the hook.

That’s a massive gamble, Anna...

you’d better be right.

-I am. -[phone ringing]

You have to trust me.

-What is it, Ryan? -[Ryan] Tamsin’s gone.

What do you mean “gone”?

She’s taken a bag, I don’t know, I tried to stop her.

-Well, where’s she going? -I don’t know.

She said she didn’t want to live here anymore.

Ryan, I don’t have time for this.

I’m just telling you what she said.

Okay, just stay there, I’m going to come get you.

Sorry, I’ve got to go.

[arcade machine jingles playing]

[Max] Excuse me?

D.S. Price, I’m looking for some information on this man.

I believe he was a regular?

Do you remember seeing him?

See a lot of people. Don’t really pay attention.

Right. Anyone else work here during the day?

Only when I’m hungover.

[sighs] Can I have a look at your CCTV?

You could.

But those cameras are fake.

Isn’t that Jack Evans?

Yeah, did you ever see him hanging round the arcade?

He came in here quite often.

Bit flirty, like. Ordered triple shots.

Did he come in on his own, or was he ever with mates?

I’m trying to find people

who might have known him socially.

Mostly on his own.

There were a couple of times he brought someone.

Do you remember when?

Oh, a month ago, maybe two months?

Any chance that’s working?

I suppose we’re the talk of the brewery.

You know what they’re like, it’ll pass.

I think Gareth wants to see you.

Why’d you get arrested?

We weren’t arrested, we were questioned.

They’re saying Nancy’s locked up.

Well, they’re wrong.

Were you with Jack after the party?

Of course, we bloody weren’t!

Which one of you bitches stole my purse?

No-one cares about your fucking purse!

-Cat. -[chuckles]

Psycho.

Thanks, Tish.

Right, we need to hold it together. Okay?

We’re going to go out there,

and were gonna hold our heads up.

All right?

I haven’t seen her.

-Really? -Yeah.

-You never messaged back. -I got busy.

-Well, if you want to hang out-- -If she calls let us know, yeah?

-Where else would she go? -I don’t know, I’m not psychic.

Try calling her again.

-She’s not picking up. -Just try.

[phone ringing]

-Nancy, I don’t have time-- -[Nancy] Anna, Tamsin’s here.

[stutters]

-Right. -She says she won’t go home.

I’ll be right there. Don’t let her leave.

She’s at Nancy’s.

Focus on the background checks

and look for any business connections

between Richard Clarke and the Evans family.

You know sweetheart whatever it is

you’re fighting about, I’m sure you can sort it out.

She doesn’t understand.

Have you tried to explain?

[Anna] Tamsin, what the hell are you playing at?

[sighs]

I just want you to work things out, love.

Get in the car please.

-Tam, I’m late for work! -[Tamsin] I’m not going home.

Well, you can’t stay here.

Nancy says I can stay as long as I like.

Nancy’s not your mother, and I don’t want you here.

You’re not in charge of me!

Wrong!

Mum, get off her.

-I am sick of this! -[Tamsin grunting]

Get off! Get off!

You have five seconds to get in that car.

You’re not listening too me! I’m not fucking going home!

-She’s really welcome to stay. -She’s not staying!

You have no idea what your dad and I have been going through,

the pressure you’ve put us under.

Yeah, right, ‘cause it’s always about you isn’t, Mum?

That's all you care about is your career, your life.

I sacrificed everything for you two!

I was barely in my 20s when I got pregnant,

when we moved to the middle of nowhere!

I-- I-- We put you first for years and years.

And how do you repay that?

By spitting in our faces

like the negative, ungrateful little shit that you are.

-I hate you! -I hate you!

I’m pregnant!

-Ryan, come on, we should-- -No.

Tams, what--

-Are you sure? -Yeah.

-How are you sure? -I took a test.

What like a packet test?

Tam.

Tam, was it a packet test? Because they can be wrong.

It’s not wrong, Mum.

Jesus Christ.

Who’s the father?

[Ryan] Tam.

Tam.

Who’s the father, Tam?

Jack Evans.

[somber music playing]

That’s not funny.

Yeah, no, she’s just mucking about...

It’s true. [sniffles]

You didn’t know him, you never even met him.

Yeah, I did.

Oh, no.

-Is this a joke? -[Tamsin] No.

-Is this a joke, Tamsin? -[Tamsin] It’s not a joke.

-It’s not funny. -[Ryan] Mum, just leave her.

How long have you known?

[crying]

We came to tell you.

The night of the party.

We saw you leaving.

And then what?

Tam...

where did you go after the party?

[groans]

Well, look who it is.

[theme music playing]