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[theme music]

[phone rings]

Danny, it's Ryan.

| dunno what to say, mate.

Then don't say anything.

Where are you?

Just driving around. Trying to get my head straight.

You won't do anything stupid?

Tell Richard not to worry.

Yeah, I will.

I've gotta go.

Alright, mate.

[car door opens]

[tense music]

[gulls crying]

[knock on door]

[door buzzes]

[Danny rattles lock]

[door opens]

[door closes]

[keypad beeps]

[gate clangs open]

[door opens]

[door closes]

[mysterious music]

[faint banging sound]

Hello?

[ominous Mmusic]

[rattling sound]

[crashing sound] Oi!

[thumping] Urgh!

No. Stop.

Wait, hey!

-Get off me! Get off of me! —-Come on! Come on!

Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop!

I'm calling the police! They're everywhere.

-They'll be here in ten seconds! - I am the police.

| am the police!

Look, I am the police, okay?

It's alright.

Your lip's, err... your lip's bleeding.

Here, use that. Take it, take it!

What are you doing here?

This might be a crime scene.

| didn't touch anything.

Who are ya?

| don't have to tell you that.

You do if you want your phone back.

Let's start again.

What's your name?

Nicola.

Nicola what?

Nicola Barry.

So, what are you doing here?

Do you live here?

So, what then?

| came to say, erm...

| came to say goodbye.

Goodbye to who?

Christina.

How did you know?

| was er... on my way to the gym.

And I saw an ambulance leave so, | came up to look for her

thinking, she might know what's going on.

And then, erm, the police wouldn't let me in.

They wouldn't tell me anything and...

they kept saying I should, phone the hospital.

And then I had to hear it from the neighbours.

That's bollocks.

-What?! —Turn out your pockets.

Come on. Come here.

-Empty your pockets now! -I don't have anything!

-Lemme see! Empty... -Look...

-|I haven't taken anything! —-Empty your pockets!

There, cigarettes.

Nothing, see!

You happy?

Alright.

| haven't taken anything.

Alright. I believe you.

Here.

You're her dad.

You're her girlfriend.

Wife.

What?

If I had my phone, I could show you.

[GUESTS CHEERING]

Oh.

When was this?

[Nicola] Last year.

It was only close friends and family.

She said it was the first time she ever felt loved

for just being herself.

[screams excitedly]

I'm taking you in.

No, you're not, Danny. You can't fix this. She's dead!

She's not coming back!

But I've gotta find out why she died.

Alone.

Frightened.

Do you not wanna know?

What's there to know?

Why Christina wasn't happy.

Right, she was fucked up.

End of.

And, of course, you'd know all about that wouldn't ya?

When was the last time you saw her?

When was the last time you saw her?

Last night at my flat.

You didn't live together?

No. She didn't play happy families.

So, what, er, she lived here?

On and off, yeah.

She insisted on her own space.

Things weren't always easy with her.

Did something happen last night?

Yeah, we got into a fight.

She came home and she was...

drunk, hyper, acting weird.

And?

And I let her get to me.

| lost my temper, and then I stormed out.

Did you hit her?

-What? -She had bruises on her face.

-Did you hit her? -You're sick.

No, no.

She came back here.

You followed to confront her.

—-Things got out of hand. - I stayed with a girlfriend last night.

Can you prove that?

Give me my phone.

Use mine.

[phone ringing]

[Anna] Hello?

Hello.

Who's this?

This is Detective Sergeant Danny Frater.

Who's this?

Anna. Anna Hall.

But you called me.

Oh, er, yeah, um... I'm sorry, Anna, forgive me.

I'm calling about Nicola, er... [clicks fingers]

—-[whispers] Barry. —Nicola Barry.

Has something happened to her?

No, not that I know of.

Erm... I'm just trying to locate her.

Where did you get this number?

Through a friend of hers.

Listen, I can give you my ID.

Give you a number to ring, if you like.

I'm just trying to verify when you last saw Nicola.

She left this morning.

You were with her last night?

From about nine onwards, yes.

Okay.

Erm... thanks.

And nothing's happened to her?

No, no. I'm sure she'll be in contact.

Shit. It's the police.

| shouldn't be here, neither should you.

Come on. Come on!

[officer 1] Front door cordon still intact.

[radio] No sign of forced entry?

[officer 1] Negative.

[metal door slides open]

[tense music]

[officer 1] Upstairs clear?

[officer 2] Upstairs clear.

[radio] Circulation to all units.

Urgent assistance required at Hotel Tango.

Please respond?

[officer 1] Adam, we should go.

[officer 2] No sign of Danny Frater. Leaving the building now.

[beads jangle]

[beads jangle]

[Nicola scoffs]

She kept one of you on her phone.

Out of sight, out of mind.

You shouldn't have been such a chauvinistic prick.

Mm.

Is that what she called me?

When she was being polite.

You kicked her out on her 15th birthday.

She told you that?

You found her in bed with a girl.

She was a child.

You couldn't accept her as she was.

[Danny] That's not true.

Then why did you barely speak to her?

We'd arranged to meet up, have a drink.

You blew her out like you always did.

It's complicated.

You think?

Does the name Harriet Carr ring any bells?

-[laughs] -What?

This is a joke.

This is a fake ID that Christina used

to rent this place and pay bills.

Why did she need fake ID?

'Cause she wanted to keep stuff private.

Including how the hell she paid for this place?

She was...

She was what?

Very entrepreneurial.

What does that mean?

Well, she had money.

Lots of it and she was very generous with it.

-But you've no idea how she made it? —-No.

-You didn't think to ask? -Did you?

Her mother said she worked for an events business.

What then?

Weren't you curious?

-Yeah, of course I was curious. -Then why didn't you intervene?

Why didn't you stop her getting out of her depth?

Did she bring people back here?

-What? -Women?

-Men? -What are you saying?

-So, she could whore herself in private. -Oh, you are pathetic!

-What? —Jesus! It's just like she said you were.

How dare you blame me for this!

| was the one who tried!

| tried to help her, | tried to get her to let me in.

To open up, okay?

| know that you'll never understand this but I loved her.

And I could see that beneath that surface

there was something, broken.

And the more I probed, the more it seemed to pain her,

so, it was just, easier to let her go

and just accept her as she was.

And really just, enjoy those moments

when the sun shone, however briefly.

It's not exactly love's young dream.

Just let me grieve.

| don't have those answers you're looking for.

Well, then who does?

You should try Maia.

Who's Maia?

She runs The Crimson Orchid.

Strip Club?

Lap dancing.

Christina worked there?

No, when she met Maia there was more money.

She was reckless. She was manic.

Stop this. What are you doing? Can you just leave it alone?

-Someone she met could have murdered her. -No, she didn't.

Don't you wanna know?

No, because I knew it would end this way!

But why would she take her own life?

'Cause she believed she didn't deserve to be loved!

Do you understand that?!

[soft music]

| don't really smoke.

-[laughs] -What?

That's what you always say.

She tell you that?

How could you hate your own daughter?

Erm... you still have my keys.

I'm erm...

| said erm...

It's okay.

You told me you didn't take anything.

Don't move! Don't fuckin' move!

What are these?

She was into cryptocurrency. Just Bitcoin.

Uh huh. And this?

| wasn't just gonna fuckin' leave it, was |?

You said you didn't have any answers.

What else have you lied about?

Huh?

-What else have you lied about?! -Argh!

What? [laughs]

You don't see the funny side?

| mean,

you really thought that I worked in events?