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PREVIOUSLY ON

I haven't had a panic
attack in a few days.

I'm Sasha.

Ah, no... No, no, no, no...

- Mom.
- Will you leave me alone?

This money is due.

It's every mother's
nightmare, isn't it?

Something happening
to her child.

Jen you're a paramedic help her.

I don't trust you, I'm
gonna need your cards.

If you need money for
anything, you ask me.

If they are having an affair,

you have to think,
where that leaves you.

- Are you sleeping with her?
- Your key.

- So this large sum...
- It's coming.

If I can give these people
something tomorrow morning,

then Chris never need
to know about the loan.

No, I'm not dealing drugs.

That's exactly what you are
doing, that's what we're doing.

What are you doin?

See, I knew you were
up to something.

Take the money. You touch
one note and we're over.

The funds were deposited
into your amended account

first thing this morning.

Sasha didn't meet
you by accident, Jen.

She met you because of one.

COMPULSION

This is mad.

Just mad.

Not as mad as giving her
two hundred and eighty grand

and don't even get me
started on gangster gran.

I didn't give her two
hundred and eighty grand,

she just said she'd let
me use her bank account.

You could have used mine.

You would've told
Chris, wouldn't you?

Chris...

I'm supposed to be there now.

- What am I gonna tell him?
- What about the truth?

I don't even know
what that is anymore.

None of it makes any sense.

Why would she do this to me?

None of that matters right now,

all that matters is that she's got
your money and she's got my diary.

Oh my god. Will you stop
talking about the sodding diary?

You got any keys to the garage?

Well it's not like
she's coming back.

I mean it's probably
not even her stuff.

As far as the land
registry confirmed,

it's not Sasha's house.

It's theirs.

Everything that woman
told you is a lie.

Now where the hell
has she hidden it?

This isn't gonna be good, is it?

I thought I was doing the
right thing, I really did.

You were just so angry with me.

Christ Jenny can you just take
some responsibility, just once?

I panicked.

I really thought that you were
gonna take Rosie away from me.

What?

Sasha put the idea in my
head, of course she did.

I was at my lowest, I had never
seen you like that before.

I honestly didn't know
what you were gonna do.

You've reported it, right?

There's no point.

It's not a crime.

I authorised the transfer.

Jenny, that woman has
disappeared with our money.

I'll talk to her.

- Okay? I'll find her.
- And then what?

Ask her nicely and she'll
hand it right back?

She's a con-artist Jenny.

A predator. This
is what they do.

The inquest, the lawsuit,
it was all over the papers.

She probably targetted
you months ago.

Jen, are you listening
to anything I'm saying?

So say I do report it,

even if they can do anything,
it could be months, years,

before we get anything back,
if we get anything back.

I'll find her.

And I swear on my
life, when I do,

I'll find out what she's
done with our money.

You should go.

Before Rosie gets
back from rehearsal.

Can I see her?

Not today.

Okay.

I can't argue with you any more.

What happened to us, Jen?

Will you give her
a kiss from me?

Stay as long as you'd like.

Thank you.

You did the right thing.

I don't feel like it.

You just need to
give him some time.

I haven't got time, Al.

Feel like I should be out
there now looking for Sasha.

She will be halfway
to the moon by now.

She won't, you know?

She's still hanging
round, I know it.

So what now?

Connie Bertram.

Listen.

Like, inventing a fake
backstory that's one thing.

But getting a bank
involved, a letting agency?

That's serious shit Al.

It's organised and
it's sophisticated

and it's got Connie Bertram
written all over it.

Think about it, she knew i
was coming into some money.

What? Sasha just walks into the
middle of my life out of nowhere?

I no more lost my phone on that train
than Sasha just happened to be on it.

I've been conned.

And the picture in the urn...

There's something about
her, I don't know.

I feel like she's leaving
me a trail of breadcrumbs.

To where though? You've
got no idea where she is.

No.

But I know where
Connie Bertram is.

Look Jenny, are you
sure you wanna do this?

Not really but what
choice have I got?

I can't afford for
Chris to report Sasha

and I can't afford to sit
on my arse and do nothing.

She might have nothing to do with it,
but Connie's the only lead I've got.

She's a pretty dangerous one.

Where is she? Connie,
where's Sasha?

Hello, Jenny.

- And your plus one.
- I asked you a question.

You need to calm down.

Remember what we
said about bad days?

Thing is, Connie, you don't get
to tell me what to do anymore.

You and Sasha have got my money.

And I want it back.

So, the mystery
windfall finally fell.

You know damn well that it did
because a hundred and forty grand

of it fell straight
into your pocket.

Someone's been telling porkies.

- So you are working for her.
- I work for no-one.

I may have taken
a small commission

for certain services,
but business is business.

It's you who needs to
watch the company you keep.

I haven't got your money, Jenny.

So whatever is going on
between you and Sasha...

Jenny's lost everything
because of you and that bitch.

No dear.

Jenny has lost everything
because of Jenny.

Forty.

What?

You help me get to Sasha, and
I will give you forty grand.

That's double what I owe
you, then we're quits.

Jenny.

I've no idea where she is.

And even if I did,

what exactly do you
think you're going to do?

I'm sure I'll
think of something.

Forty.

COMPULSION

- You think we can trust her?
- Connie?

No.

But this isn't about trust.

It's about money.

It's the only language
she understands.

I don't know how
you can work today.

I have to.

I need to.

Listen, I...

I'm sorry.

I should've just talked to you.

Should have believed
you about Sasha,

about everything.

Well, just thank the lord
for nosey neighbours eh?

Without that footage you'd still
have me down as a looney tune.

Yeah. Yeah.

Probably.

Thanks.

Like watching a tiger
play with a Gazelle.

Right before eating it.

Kylie's the tiger by the way.

You never know she
might be interested.

She's not on his bus.

Trust me.

You and Kylie?

Well it's not my fault
that I'm irresistible.

- Cradle snatcher.
- Oi.

You know her middle
name is butterfly?

Hippie parents.

And she's got this
cute little tattoo...

Alright, yeah, it's
good, I get it...

Y'alright Kylie?

It's lovely work that.

The tattoos...

First time I've seen
them in the flesh.

So go on you can tell me,

Are you and Raj out in
the open yet or what?

What?

Well, whatever you're doing I can't
wipe the smile of the lad's face.

You just keep it up, It's
making my job a lot easier.

Jen, what the hell
are you talking about?

What? I spend all day with him?

He spend hours scrolling
through photos of you.

He's got pictures of me?

Yeah, on his phone...

It's the tattoos...

I'm gonna say the
butterfly's his favourite.

Oh shit, was I not supposed
to say anything? I'm sorry.

We're not talking about what
happened on the last curry night.

Are you coming to
the curry night?

You sure you don't wanna
do this officially?

Hashtag MeToo and all that?

No, you're right.

Don't wanna tip him off,
he might make copies.

Okay.

Then you better make it quick,

shift starts in ten minutes.

Game face Kyles.

Can I talk to you for a sec?

Uh yeah?

- Give us your phone.
- Alright.

Give us your phone.

-Alright.-Maybe I will
give you my number...

Not.

Woah, Kylie! What are you
doing? What are you doing?

-Pervert.-Wait, Kylie.
What was that for?

Not getting your number...

Y'allright?

Confessed to Lesley yet?

No.

And I'm not planning on either.

I ain't joking, Jenny, I
will show her what I've got.

Yeah.

What exactly is that, Raj?

Do you see now you've stopped
playing silly-buggers,

let's just get through the
rest of this shift, yeah?

Cutting it fine, Jen.

- What?
- We've been summoned.

The Dyson four, I feel
like the last para walking.

You can avoid me all you like. I've
still got the videos, you know?

There's a thing
called the cloud?

Jen, it's your last chance.

The hospital will
keep me updated,

but for now, Gerry
Dyson remains stable,

I thought you'd want to know.

Rena, you and I have
discussed the extension

to your probationary period,

but it wouldn't do any harm to add
some modules to the homework, yeah?

Yes, Gov.

And you might think about
doing the same, Jacks.

Now this doesn't mean that
you two are off the hook, huh?

I didn't do anything.

You feel like sharing Raj?

No, Gov.

Right. Well, keep your wisdom
for the interview, yes?

And Jenny, will you let me know

how you and Raj wanna work
this before Tuesday, yeah?

Jenny?

Yeah, I will do.

Right... You still have jobs.

Just, so go out
and bloody do them.

Tell me it can wait, Jenny

Yeah, of course, boss.

-Well?-Get off me. Will
you leave me alone?

- What the fuck you doing?
- Look, just show her, will you?

Show her the video.
I don't care anymore.

Jenny, if I tell her, you're
gonna lose everything.

I've already lost
everything, you dickhead.

Do you wanna know
what I was doing

the night that Rosie
had her accident?

I was gambling.

And I'm not talking about fifty
pence on a line of bingo mates.

I'm talking about real money,
money that I haven't got.

On a game that I can't win.

When she was lying on
the floor, my own kid,

in the room next
to me, unconscious,

the only thing I could
I could think about

and the only thing
that mattered to me,

the most important thing
in my life in that moment

was what card was coming
off the deck next.

Yeah, that's a convenient excuse

It's not an excuse,
it's not an excuse.

Raj... it's not an excuse.

It's like it's an anaesthetic.

It's just, it's peace.

It's the one moment where I don't
have to think about Kingsgate

and everything
that came with it.

If I can just
concentrate on the game,

if I can just win
one more game...

then I don't have to
think about the bodies.

And I don't have to
hear the screams.

I just...

I just get to be invisible,

just for a minute, I
just get to be quiet.

You know, we look
at them don't we?

Everyday, the junkies
and the alchys.

And we tell them it's
a no judgement zone,

but what we're actually thinking

and what everyone is thinking
is thank god I'm not you.

But I am.

I'm just like them.

I have lied and I have
borrowed and I have stolen.

I'm an addict, mate.

And I can't do
anything about it.

Rightthen let's just,
just take it easy.

Oh I wish I could.

I really wish I could.

But just look at my life.

Chris doesn't want
anything to do with me,

I barely see Rosie.

And my new best mate?

Has just fucked off with
the compensation money,

which is the only thing that's gonna
get me out of this fucking nightmare.

Never mind my dignity...

I mean, pickings are a
bit slim on the carcass.

And then there's you...

You're supposed
to be my partner,

we're supposed to have
each others backs,

and there you are,
giving me the Al Capone,

telling me we're
gonna lose everything.

I hate to tell you, mate,

but you're a bit fucking
late to the party

CONNIE - MY OFFICE
NOW, MIGHT HAVE A LEAD.

Maybe it's the guilt.

Jenny's lost everything
because of you and that bitch.

No dear.

Jenny has lost everything
because of Jenny.

Your key, please.

You've got all kinds of
things in that ambulance.

It's you who needs to
watch the company you keep.

COMPULSION

Good for Connie.

Yeah.

It turns out that old
honour amongst thieves thing

is a bunch of
bullshit after all...

Speaking of which,
you had no intention

of pawning that
jewellery, did you?

Let's say Connie was
open to renegotiations.

Did you throw her a few quid
just so she could really

turn the screws on me?

Why would you do that when
I was already so terrified?

You need to stop
playing the innocent.

Where's my money Sasha?

That's all you care
about isn't it?

It doesn't matter what you
do, or how low you stoop,

as long as there's
money at the end of it.

You are so pathetic.

Have you forgotten

you were the one who came
to me about stealing drugs?

It was your decision to do it.

How long is it until
this order, Jenny?

What? About four days?

You've still got them?

All the files, all the pills...

And what are you
gonna do with them?

Yeah, that depends on
this partner of yours...

Is he still blackmailing you?

Right, well in that case I
might not have to do anything.

Either way you're
still fucked, Jenny.

Oh no?

You feeling a little bit
stressed, little bit overwhelmed?

I can always get you
another credit card.

I don't understand.

Were you hoping that
I would relapse?

What did you want me to
piss my compensation money

up the wall as well?

But at least I got the
horse to water? Right?

Why are you doing this to me?

What could I have
possibly done to you

to make you hate me this much?

It just...

It can't be about the money.

I don't give a shit
about the money.

So give it back.

Then admit what you have done.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

You need to stop lying to me.

You're the one that's lying.

I know about Tara... I know
that she died at Kingsgate.

Yeah, of course you know about
Tara, because you killed her.

And until you admit it,
it won't be the money,

or your job, or your
freedom that you'll lose,

it'll be everything that
meant anything to you.

I will destroy.

Because that's
what you did to me.

I don't know what
you want me to say...

Well?

I'm on call, Sasha.

Please.

Please.

But, just wait.

You're right but we're
gonna have to talk.

But I haven't got
time now, not if...

you want me to
explain everything...

Tomorrow?

Alright.

Tomorrow at my house,
at two o'clock.

That's fine, we'll get
you some painkillers.

All Tara's social media
accounts have been deactivated.

You'd think Sasha would want to
keep her sister alive online,

not erase her completely.

People grieve
differently, I suppose.

Look, another shrine,

Tulips for Tara...

Set up by someone in Canada?

Ah, so many attention-seekers... I
bet Tara never even liked Tulips.

THE ACCOUNT HAS BEEN CLOSED.

Look... no new photos.

- Ah god.
- I know.

Like looking for a ghost.

I don't even know what
we're looking for, Al.

You could show me Tara James'
entire digital footprint.

I'm still no clearer on what
Sasha thinks I might know.

Oh, the time...

Listen, I'm gonna
try Rosie before bed.

At this rate I wont
be long after her.

Jen, wait.

Yeah?

Did Sasha...

Did she say what she'd
done with my diary?

No.

Look, I'm gonna check
the baby before bed.

You're wondering what
I'm writing about you?

You're asking me or telling me?

Either... both.

But if I told you,

that'd spoil the mystery.

I'm not much of a
fan of mysteries.

You seem preoccupied.

Not your usual inquisitive self.

That's a good thing, isn't it?

- At least I'm not manic.
- I never said manic.

How are you feeling
within yourself?

Knackered.

Can you give me
something please?

Just for a few weeks,
just to help me sleep.

The only thing I can prescribe
I'm afraid is advice.

Look, I'm an ologist,
not and i-itrist.

But I think we both know that
sleeping pills are only going to mask

what's really going on in there.

Maybe even push stuff deeper.

D'you know we talked once
about repressed memory?

You called them fragments.

Do you know how I can
defragment myself?

It's just that
every time I try...

like...

some big angry hand...

just reaches inside my head

and puts everything
in a big lock box.

It's got danger written
all over it, keep out.

So, why the compulsion
to open it now?

I don't know...

I feel like,

maybe something's
stuck inside of it,

belongs to someone else?

If you want to open the box,

open the box.

Before you say anything I
want you to see how she was.

How she really was.

Not just one of the eighteen.

Tara was not a number.

Little bit uncomfortable, is it?

- No.
- Well it should be.

Inquests are uncomfortable
too, aren't they?

Yeah they are.

Those final absolutely
terrifying moments

of those poor people
being publicly dissected,

it's a bit...

A bit voyeuristic, isn't it?

I only went once to
give my evidence.

Yeah I know.

I went every day.

And you know the
most awful thing

about it is the waiting,

the anticipation.

Is today the day they're going
to finally talk about Tara?

Is today the day the
not-knowing will end?

Or is today the day I find out

that my sister never
needed to have died at all?

I don't know

what you think I know.

But I never saw your sister.

Four witnesses disagree.

Four people.

They saw you and what you did.

I didn't do anything.

And that's why Tara's dead.

Don't you walk away from me.

Now I don't know
what you think I saw,

but I didn't see your sister.

And you know how
much she was worth?

What they decided she was
worth? Twenty eight thousand.

Which means that you are
literally worth ten of my sister.

That's so awful, It's unfair.

I know that it is, but that doesn't
have anything to do with me.

Life is cheap, but
death is cheaper right?

And what about revenge?

Or whatever this is
that you're doing to me.

How much does that cost?

This is justice for my sister.

Are you on that train again?

How terrifying that must be.

But not as terrifying
as it was for Tara.

Trapped in that wreckage...

Alone and in pain.

Wondering if anyone was
gonna come to help her?

But help did come, didn't it?

You.

All you had to do
was stem the flow.

But you didn't, did you?

You just left my sister to
die, like a dog in the street.

It wasn't like that.

That's not what happened.

COMPULSION

It started off as a normal day.

A normal journey into work.

We went through the tunnel.

When I came round there
was a body on top of me.

That's when I saw Tara
for the first time.

Go...

Go and help them.

Help them.

I wanted to help her.

But she told me to help them.

Help them, she said,

Leave me

and help them.

So you should know,

your junkie sister,

her last thought was
to save other people.

Is this the case
for the defence?

I mean we're not
in court, Jenny.

That's exactly where we are,

every since you put me on trial,
a case I was never gonna win.

So you want me to forgive you?

Yeah.

Yes, I do.

But I think I'd like
you to forgive yourself.

I'll take the blame
for what I did,

I'll carry the guilt,
but I can't carry yours.

Okay. Well, the
court is adjourned.

This has to stop now.

It's enough.

It was never about the money,
it was only about Tara.

- Let's just get inside, eh?
- Rosie's in rehearsal.

I know, excuse me.

Don't ask me.

I think it's probably time
that we sorted this out.

Didn't find Sasha, did you?

I did.

She's returned all the money.

- What? Just like that?
- She return anything else?

Oh thank god.

Come on, Jen, give it to me.

'I'll never find
another man like Chris.

I've known that from the moment
we met, every day is torture.'

I said stop it, it's private.

'How long do I have to
wait for Chris to see me?

If Karma is real then there's
just something I don't understand.

Why Jenny couldn't have
died in that crash?'

Oh Jesus Christ.

See the thing is...
you're not wrong.

I didn't mean it.

We always did think alike.

We always did think alike?

Do you wish you had died?

Yes.

How can you say that?

- I thought it'd be easier.
- For who?

Everyone.

Even Rosie?

She'd have been okay.

I love you.

I love you too, Chris.

You're the most important
thing in my life.

And you're right, you've all
put up with so much shit,

and i really don't
understand why.

You're my best friend.

You're my wife.

I don't really know how to
be either of those things,

until I figure out
how to be Jenny.

- You're not on today.
- Will you stop doing that?

Is that import or export then?

It's everything I took.

Same batch number,
same everything.

I didn't end up
moving it in the end.

So I just walked in on operation

sneak everything back in
before anyone notices.

- Sorry, not sorry?
- No.

- I'm telling Lesley everything.
- Oh really?

- When?
- At the end of the shift.

So you better enjoy it because
it's probably gonna be my last.

What? You don't believe me?

Here you are, take it. Go on.

If I don't do what
I say I'm gonna do,

the pleasure's all yours mate.

Wait.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Boss.