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Charles.

How you doing today?

Right. I'm gonna switch this on. This is our recording device.

There's no rush.

I know you've thought about this, so, just take your time, okay?

Hello, Stella.

WITHOUT SIN

- Can you be gentle, though? - Yeah, sorry.

- Like, "gentle" gentle now. - All right. Oh, does that hurt?

- Yes. - Okay, sorry.

Bet you get all sorts in here.

Yeah.

Stop it.

I'm only touching your leg.

Just get off me, yeah?

- You've got nice legs, that's all. - Yeah, I know, but I don't...

Just don't want your hands all over me.

- This ain't it, though. - No, I think it is.

That's so cute. You what?

She can stay, but you need to get out.

Who do you think you're talking to, about I need to get out?

Do you want to say hello to that camera?

- Are you all right? - Yeah. Thanks.

He had shit hair anyway.

- Morning. - Morning.

- Morning. - You all right?

- There you go. - Oh, cheers, doll.

Cup of tea and a veggie breakfast cob, Shelle please.

- No problem. - Cheers, doll. All right, yeah?

Put us a couple of extra hash browns on that, will you?

- Of course. - Ta, doll.

How you doing?

- Very long shift that was. - Was it?

- About ready to put my trousers on. - What happened this time?

Been one of them nights where everyone decides

that they want to make a bloody run for it.

- Oh, yeah. Who got away? - What? No, mate.

Nobody got away, not with me chasing after them.

Here.

Look at this.

- What is that? - Guess who I matched with on Tinder?

Oh, my God. Who?

Landlady from the King's Head. The one who sounds American.

Yeah, but is actually from Hawthwaite.

Two-week Californian cruise, came back with the accent.

- She's about 50, you know? - I dunno, she's filthy.

You know what? You shouldn't be having love bites at your age.

Hi.

Okay. I didn't expect it to be that quick.

Yeah, okay. I'll see you tonight.

Okay, let's get this over with.

Okay... I just set it up in the dining room.

You ready?

Yeah.

Hello, Stella. Paul.

I want to start by saying how grateful I am that you're listening.

- You okay? - Yeah.

Do we really want to listen to his voice in here, in this house?

- Where would you rather go? - I don't know. It just feels... close.

Look, we are in full control of this.

Okay?

We can stop it whenever we want.

Yeah.

I can't begin to imagine the pain you suffered from that night.

I saw it on your faces during the trial.

I want to make it clear.

I'm not asking for forgiveness.

That's not what this is about.

I play that night on loop,

minute by minute,

wishing I could change it.

But I can't.

So what can I do?

I can say how truly sorry I am for what I did to your daughter.

I want to ask if you'll meet me.

What? Is he joking?

Through the scheme, of course.

I know I don't deserve this chance,

but I'd hope you might get something from it too.

To help you move on with your lives.

Whatever you decide,

just... thanks again for listening.

Charles.

He finally admitted it.

You okay?

No. I need a minute.

- Don't, Paul. - Don't shut me out.

Please.

Look at me.

What are you doing?

No.

Look at me, Stella.

I want to see your face.

What are we doing?

- Can I get a glass of water, please? - Yeah, of course.

Thanks.

Hi.

For fuck's sake.

I know I'm home a bit sooner than we said,

but I can busy myself upstairs and...

No, it's fine. It's fine. We're done.

Yeah, we've... We've listened to it.

Okay.

- Hey, Stella. - Hey, you all right?

Yeah.

How was it?

He... he admitted he did it.

Oh, Paul.

Yeah, I know.

And... he said he was sorry, for all that's worth.

- He also suggested a meeting. - Really?

Yeah. Unbelievable.

As if we'd want to be anywhere near that man ever again.

Hey, it's over. It's done.

I'm gonna head off.

See you soon.

When I get back, if you're in bed, I'll come in and give you a kiss. Yeah.

All right, put your nanna back on. Yeah.

Well, that's an out-and-out lie.

If he refuses his Weetabix, there's no after-school snack.

Don't take any shit, Mum.

The kid's running rings around you.

Yeah. All right. I'll try you at my lunch. Bye.

Bobbi Carter?

You're not my nine o'clock, are you?

I'm back to back all day, but we can set you up an appointment.

- It's a new case, right? - No.

No. I'm Stella Tomlinson.

Sorry. I didn't recognize you from the trial.

- Oh, you were there? - No. The press coverage.

Well, it was three years ago now.

I can give you ten minutes, but you'll have to talk to me

while I try and get this Calpol stain out of my top.

When did you speak to Paul?

A few days ago.

He said you'd listened to the audio

and you wished to be removed from the scheme.

That neither of you want to meet with Charles Stone.

Yeah, that's right.

I always leave it a few days just in case there's a change of heart.

No, you... Close it.

- Have you met him? - Charles?

Yeah.

I'm the go-between,

but my primary concern is what's best for you.

And you think that's to meet him?

I can't make any guarantees.

But a majority of people, they find a deeper understanding.

Well, you must have seen his record.

He's got a history of violence years before he even went near my daughter.

Yeah. But that doesn't mean a face-to-face apology can't be...

life-changing for you.

I'm done with people trying to tell me how to change my life, to be honest.

Yeah, I get that.

- Go traveling. Run a marathon. - Have another child.

People mean well, but too often they... haven't got a clue.

I believe in this process.

- 85% of the people who... - Have you lost a child?

No. Not exactly.

My little brother Daryl was killed. Stabbed in the neck.

He was at a house party

and a girl asked him to help her open a bottle of Lambrini.

He did. No idea her boyfriend was watching from across the room.

Seconds later, Daryl was bleeding out

on the kitchen floor from a five-inch knife wound.

And you met with his killer?

I was one of the first to do the scheme.

What made you want to do that?

I'd hit rock bottom.

And?

And that meeting, it changed my life.

How, exactly?

Forgiveness.

That's unimaginable to you.

I get that.

Hang on a minute, Ray.

Thank you for your time. And...

- Yeah, I'll leave you to your day. - Stella.

I hope I get to see you again.

Ey up, Mum.

Here's my sunshine.

- Oh, I wouldn't. - Oh, give it over.

I stink.

Do you like them?

- A bit lady of the night. - Oh, charming.

You look tired.

Just got a lot on my mind. I'm not really sleeping.

Well, get a brush. Get stuck in. You can knacker yourself out a bit.

Who was that?

You've got a fella on the go. Who is it?

- It's Kelvin. - Who's Kelvin?

Kentucky Kelvin.

Owns the stables.

What's that sayin'? "Spurs, likes a Western".

- Well, he sounds like a catch. - Well, you'll meet him tonight.

Tonight?

Oh, shit. Shit.

Sorry, Mum. Mum, I'm sorry.

- Happy birthday. - It's all right, duckie.

- Got a lot on, haven't you? - Sorry.

Are we going to talk about it?

Yes. I'll put the kettle on.

Does Paul want to meet with him?

- No. Of course not. - What about you?

Maybe meeting with him,

even if you can't forgive him,

it might help break this treading water.

Could help you and Paul get back on track.

Mum, you know he's with Meera now.

Maybe get you back in the office. You used to love that job.

Scares me half to death now, you out driving all hours.

- Mum, stop. - What?

It's fine. Okay? Everything is fine.

Are you gonna bullshit me and all?

I'd just ask yourself this, girl.

Way you're living now,

what have you got to lose?

And it's not just humans who lived here.

Creswell has been home to amazing number of animals

you wouldn't normally associate with Nottinghamshire.

And we know this because...

- Hello, Aunt Stella. - Hey!

Hiya, Stella.

Don't you look lovely, duckie?

- You all right? - Yeah.

- Oh, you shouldn't have. - Oh, shush.

Where's this Kelvin, then?

- Gone to pick up your Auntie Winnie. - I'd have done that.

He just wants to show your mum his kindness.

There's no harm in that.

- That's a bit of a hefty serving. - Oh, shush.

Tonight I want to see you eat and drink and dance and laugh.

Remy, go and fetch us some rum punch.

Oh, she doesn't drink anymore, remember?

Oh, of course. I'm so sorry, duckie.

Don't be. It's fine.

Extra space for the stew to fill you up then.

Remy, move. Let her sit and eat.

Oh, yes!

It's party time! Let's have it!

Come on, boy!

What is it?

Meera's pregnant.

She wanted to wait till after we'd listened

to the audio recording before she told me.

So that...

it really felt like a new chapter for us.

Was it an accident?

No.

We've been trying.

About the other night...

You haven't told anyone?

No.

Your mum's got a mouth the size of Mansfield.

No.

- Not Remy or... - No, I haven't told anyone, Paul.

Okay. Cool.

Oh, I feel fucking awful.

It's fine.

No, I need to ask you something else.

Go on.

Have you taken the morning-after pill?

Because if...

I mean, if you... if you haven't, then...

Just spit it out, Paul.

I can't mess this up again, Stella.

So did you?

Yeah, I did.

Congratulations. I'm really happy for you both.

Hi. You've reached Bobbi Carter. Please leave a message.

Bobbi, it's Stella Tomlinson.

Set it up. I'll meet with Charles Stone.

You didn't want Paul or your mum here with you?

Paul doesn't want anything to do with it.

Anyway, this is between me and Charles.

Look, just so you know, I'm not here to offer forgiveness.

I just want him to look me in the eye and tell me what really happened.

That's fine. This is just the first meeting.

Yeah, well, it'll be the last.

They're ready for you, Charles.

Bobbi Carter, Stella Tomlinson to see Charles Stone.

We're here today to discuss the murder of Stella's daughter, Maisy Tomlinson,

on the 10th of December 2018.

CCTV will record this meeting.

This is a safe space.

We will respect what everyone has to say.

However challenging, we will keep our voices calm,

and work towards something positive coming from this.

Charles, you'll explain the events of that night,

what happened, and how you feel about it now.

Stella, this is to hopefully give you the answers you need

to achieve further closure.

You all right?

Morning, Charles.

So if there are no questions,

we can begin.

- Charles? - Yeah.

Can I just say, I also want Stella to leave here today

with the answers she deserves.

Well, that's a good start.

You cold, Stella?

- Boss, can we turn the heating on? - No, don't.

Charles, can you tell us what led up to the events of that night?

We tend to just briefly start a bit further back.

It can help ease us into discussing things that we might not know.

You're a Millfields girl?

What?

It's strange that our paths never crossed.

I'm just saying it's funny how things turned out.

Right.

Let's get back to that night.

Can you tell us about the motivation behind stealing Stella's car?

I'm asking you this because often the motive is...

a lot less personal than the victims imagine.

It's about putting these pieces together.

It can be reassuring.

I had just done... three months inside.

I needed the money.

I was in a bad place.

I was drinking a lot back then.

And can you now talk us through the events of that night?

Your Range Rover was in the drive.

People pay good money for a car like that.

I saw the lights were off.

It was too early to be asleep.

I honestly, honestly thought no one was home.

So I had my chance and I took it.

And I wish I could change it, but I can't.

And I regret that with everything that's inside of me, Stella.

I know you must feel the same.

For leaving Maisy on her own that night.

We're gonna take a break there.

- Are you okay? - No. I want to leave.

- Look, I understand. - Why would he say that?

This first bit can be very tricky, but we can get through it.

You can still get what you want, Stella.

Trust this process.

This is about you. Get what you came for,

and then we can leave.

Fine.

Charles.

Right.

Charles, Stella isn't here to listen to justifications.

She's here so you can take responsibility,

acknowledge what you did and why.

Can you do that?

Yeah. That's why I asked for the meeting.

That's why I'm here. For the truth.

Good.

I just wanted you to know that I've confronted my past.

And I want to help you do the same.

That's what this is about. Learning from our mistakes,

processing where we are now and how we can move forward.

- You okay to continue? - Yeah.

- Charles? - Yeah.

Let's go back to how you got into Stella's house that night.

I forced the front door.

And I'd just found the car keys.

And then I saw her.

Go on.

Go on.

I need you to tell me why you killed my daughter.

I didn't kill her.

What?

Your daughter was already dead when I found her.

- No, no. - Stop, Charles.

You admitted it. I listened to it on the tape.

- You... you admitted it. - I didn't kill Maisy. I've been framed.

- No, you can't do this. - I was sent there that night.

The people who set me up, they're still out there.

And now there's another girl from Millfields.

- Officers. - She's missing. Her name is Cleo Dale!

- Get him off me! - Cleo Dale! Listen to me!

Stella, they know her! The people who set me up!

I think they're gonna hurt her, Stella! Like they hurt Maisy!

- Her name's Cleo Dale! - Stop it!

Cleo Dale!

- You okay? - No.

I'm not fucking okay.

I'm so sorry, Stella.

I honestly don't know what just happened.

He passed all the tests.

He convinced us all he wanted to take responsibility

for the death of your daughter.

I failed to protect you. And I am so sorry.

He's out of the scheme.

Don't ever contact me again.

When we first met, you seemed to...

sense the personal connection I had to the work I do.

To understand how much I believe in it.

What you did in that room is unforgivable.

Not only did you undermine something

that has given solace to people in their worst moments,

you manipulated it to your own end.

You'll never understand the courage it takes

to sit opposite the person that destroyed your world.

I don't believe in long sentences. Never have.

But I've added to your file that you sought to play the system

using false remorse, in the hope that they will increase yours.

Are we done then?

Oh, yeah.

You warm enough, duckie?

- Yeah. Thanks, Mum. - There's a blanket here, look.

Shock of it all's enough to make you poorly.

Turn your motor off, eh?

What's that?

She's not gone missing, has she?

- What? Do you know her? - Yeah.

She's one of the girls from the stables.

Cleo. That's it. Poor girl.

I think she had a bit of a troubled home life.

- Did she know Maisy? - Yeah. They were pals.

Hold up.

I've got some photos somewhere.

Here you are.

Here.

- So they were close? - Yeah, they were.

How come I've never heard of her then?

Well, why would you have? You never came down the stables.

You weren't keen on spending time in Millfields in them days.

Horses was mine and hers thing. You did plenty else with her, love.

In you go then.

All right?

I'm Jamal.

Yeah.

Yeah. It went okay.

Don't worry.

Yeah, I'm sorting it.

I'm gonna be with you soon. I promise.

I just wanted you to know that I've confronted my past,

and I want to help you do the same.

I forced the front door.

And I'd just found the car keys.

And then I saw her.

I didn't kill her.

I didn't kill Maisy. I've been framed.

There's another girl from Millfields.

Her name is Cleo Dale.

She's missing.

They're gonna hurt her, Stella! Like they hurt Maisy!

Thanks for coming back.

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