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♪ My heart's in embers ♪

♪ Lie in post flame ♪

♪ But if this is how the fire feels ♪

♪ I feel it again ♪

Riz: It's mostly women who listen to my podcast.

[ Camera shutter clicking ]

Which I don't find weird at all.

Woman: Here we have an IC3 female

with numerous abrasions sustained ante-mortem

as well as several sustained in the hours following death.

Riz: This is what we fear.

Woman: There is extensive discoid bruising to her neck,

in a pattern consistent with manual strangulation.

Riz: Maybe not consciously, but it's there.

From the moment we realise we're vulnerable.

That he could, if he wanted to.

The chances of being murdered are small.

But the shadow that is cast by the threat of it

that's so vast

that we don't even know we're living in it.

My name is Riz Samuel, and I chase the darkness for a living.

Ember: Mum!

How did you know she was in the lake?

She was in the lake!

-How did you know? -She told me.

Ember: Mum!

I don't know what else to say to you, Ember.

Ember: Did she drown?

Poor Amy.

No, it wasn't Amy.

It was...

it was Riz, a podcaster.

Oh, my God, Riz!

-You knew her? -She came here.

-Why? -Who would hurt Riz?

-Mum, why? -She saw my ad.

She wanted to talk to Amy.

Did she?

I-I couldn't get into her space.

Did she ask any questions about, about Mack, about me?

-A couple of things. Why? -Ah, Jesus Christ, Mum!

You have to be the least perceptive psychic ever!

What is going on, Ember?

I think she was investigating

Mack, in relation to Amy's disappearance.

-No! Why would she do that? -He was seeing her.

He was with her the night that she disappeared.

Well, that doesn't mean anything.

The police don't think he was involved, do they?

The answerphone messages.

What?

-I left her messages. -Saying what?

Where are you going?

Ember?

[ Police radio chatter ]

Officer: Could you sign in, please.

[ Indistinct talking ]

[ Camera shutter pops ]

Have you recovered the victim's phone?

Pair of EarPods, two charging cables, but no actual devices.

Where are your gloves?

-In the case. -Put them on!

This bastard's not walking free

because you've put your grubby hands on her stuff!

[ Camera shutter clicking ]

[ Camera shutter clicking ]

[ Woman talking on television ]

Woman: ...have been confirmed as those of

investigative journalist, podcaster, and activist

Riz Samuel.

Riz was best known for her "Girl Disappeared" podcast

as well as her tireless campaigning for

the rights of women and girls.

Although a cause of death has not yet been confirmed --

-Who did this? -Woman: There is tangible

shock here that Riz may have become

a victim of crime herself.

When a high-profile figure dies, they belong to everyone.

They're everyone's sister, everyone's daughter.

That's a lot of people invested.

And they're all waiting on us to deliver them justice.

Alpha Team, I want you investigating the victim's life,

her work, her friends.

Bravo Team, you're going to be looking at

the 2007 unsolved disappearance of Amy Knightly

that Riz was investigating.

We think she may have had a copy of the case file,

but we haven't found her laptop,

so we don't know exactly what she did have.

The theory at the time was that Amy ran away,

so the case file is painfully thin.

A statement from a friend, a statement from the parents,

but no evidence of abduction, and, crucially, no suspects.

We are gonna work on the theory

that Riz Samuel knew something about this case

that we currently do not.

What was it?

She was also investigating an active sexual predator.

Surely that's more likely to have provided

the killer with a motive than a cold case?

Yes, uh, Alpha Team are going to pick

that up as part of their remit.

Well, maybe it should have its own team.

I was intending to run this investigation, DC Manning.

Sorry, I thought I was brought on to the team for my insight.

There you go. "C Team."

You're a two man army, working the sexual predator angle.

After I've used your insight into Russell Knightly.

Well, I'd never even heard of the podcaster

until you mentioned her.

You can't have been best pleased she was making a podcast

about your daughter.

Not really, no. But what can you do?

Did she know about your affair?

I have no idea. Why don't you ask your colleague

if she's been spreading her lies about me?

Can you tell us where you were between the hours of

8:00 p.m. Sunday evening and 8:00 a.m. Monday morning?

Well, I was at home, with Imogen, mostly.

-Morgan: Mostly? -I went for a walk

to the ridge around 9:00.

Riz Samuel was staying near the ridge.

Well, I didn't know that.

Morgan: So you didn't go and have a word with her?

Ah!

No.

So, you have an incomplete alibi for the window

when Riz was murdered

and a motive to kill her.

You see, I think the truth is like a little shoot,

pushing up through the soil to the light.

And my job is just to clear its path and wait.

The person trying to stop it has the harder job.

They're fighting against nature.

[ Telephone ringing ]

[ Line ringing ]

-Woman: Hello. -Hi.

Is Gregory Blake there?

Woman: Uh, who is this?

Could I speak to him?

Woman: Well, he's not here.

Could you tell me if he is the owner

of a Nissan Nivara registration number LG10 HPU?

Woman: Don't call here again!

[ High pitched beeping ]

Hey, Manning? What are you doing in here?

Just trying to get some space actually, Hitch.

I was literally saying last week how I would kill

to be on murder squad.

And bingo, here I am. Charlie Team.

My mum's gonna blub.

I don't think Morgan quite intended

for "C" to stand for Charlie, but whatever.

So, I was listening to one of Riz Samuel's podcasts.

And she mentions that she uses a PI.

So, what if that's the guy with the truck

that we caught taking photos at the boat hut?

Maybe we could track him down.

How?

Well, I thought you might've clocked his reg.

No, why would you think that?

It's the sort of thing you do. You're a bit like RoboCop.

Well, I didn't.

-No? -No.

Hey. Good thinking, though.

Yeah. C Team.

So what?

We're just going to walk up to Sheena Ashby and say,

"Are you sure you won't tell us who Miranda's baby daddy is?

Because now we think he might have killed Riz Samuel."

Or we could just ask Miranda.

Can we come in?

Miranda, you have no idea how glad I am to see you awake.

Everyone has been worried sick.

There's a collection at the pub that's raised

over a thousand quid.

For my funeral?

[ Chuckles ]

Do you mind?

Oh.

[ Baby fussing ]

She's so perfect.

Miranda: Take her with you if you like.

I wish I'd got rid.

Have they arranged for you to speak to anyone?

-About what? -Ember: About everything.

The baby, the fall.

I'm not keeping her.

Pub's no place for a baby.

Miranda, it is really important that all the decisions

that you make right now are really yours.

Man: This morning's top stories. Police have released...

Sometimes it can be hard to tell.

Man: ...the final movements of podcast journalist Riz Samuel

whose body was discovered in Hap Lake yesterday.

It's believed that Riz was staying...

Ember: Did you ever meet Riz?

You kick a wasp's nest, you get stung.

Man: There is some speculation

that this might have involved the 2007 unsolved...

You did know that she was trying to find out who

the father of your baby is?

No.

She thought...

She thought he'd abused you.

He didn't.

I don't know whether he knew about Riz or not.

But if I'm to rule him out of this murder investigation,

then I...

Miranda, I really need to know who he is.

I can't tell you.

Because you're scared he's going to get in trouble

for having sex with you under age?

No. Because...

[ Sighs ] I don't know who he is.

I like having a good time.

[ Cellphone buzzes ]

-Stop the violence! -No more silence!

Mathers: Those who do not return to class face

a fixed term exclusion, something we will have to

include in any reference that we write for you.

Yes, very much food for thought, ladies and gentlemen.

-Stop the violence! -No more silence!

-Stop the violence! -No more silence!

I'm DC Ember Manning, this is DC Hitchin.

We wanted to talk to the students

about the murder of Riz Samuel. Seems they've got a lot to say.

This isn't about the murder. It's about being out of class.

And making a point about a few incidents of silly behaviour

we've had from the year 11 boys.

-Silly behaviour? -Hormones et cetera.

I'm DC Ember Manning,

and I'm investigating the murder of Riz Samuel.

Girl: Fuck the police!

[ All shouting ]

Do you know what? Riz's murder is your business.

And it's related to all of the...

shitty behaviour that you're expected to put up with.

I don't believe for a second

that every man is capable of hurting a woman,

but we are living in an incubator for the ones who are!

That is just a fact!

[ Shouting in agreement ]

Now, anyone knows anything,

any information about Riz Samuel then we want to know.

But trust me, you have been heard.

-Thank you. -Good.

Right, well you heard the lady police officer.

Anybody with any information come forward.

Otherwise back to class! Now!

[ Groaning ]

-[ Bell rings ] -Okay, just come over here if

you have any information

-Where's Hannah?

-She's ill. -She's ill.

What kind of ill?

-Uh, stomach, I think she said. -Yeah.

I am begging you do not to go into crime, girls,

because you are really bad at bullshit.

You'd better go in. I think he might be a stroke risk.

I'm sorry, Ember. About the photo.

Hannah said you were stressed about me sending it to Riz.

Oh, no, I just... in case she got the wrong idea.

Well, I hope Hannah managed to get her to delete it.

I don't suppose it matters now.

Hannah!

Hannah, what's wrong?

Everything.

Did you go to Riz's place the other night

when you left here with Troy?

What? No.

No, you have to tell me the truth.

Hannah you can't lie about this. -I am.

Did you go speak to Riz about the photo?

-No! -Did you and Troy

go to that house? -No!

Because I will find out, Hannah!

Stop! Do you really think that we did something to her?

No, no, of course I don't.

You think that my dad killed Amy and I killed Riz?

Do you think that everybody is a monster, Mum?

Or is it just the people

that you're supposed to love and trust?

I'm so sorry. I-I don't know what's happening to me.

Hannah: I just want my dad

I just want my dad. [ Sobs ]

I'm sorry.

Oh, Hannah, I'm sorry.

Girl: And because they're older and you're younger,

you can't really see it.

They make you feel special.

But only when you're doing the things they want you to.

Woman: The phone company have sent over Riz's phone bill,

but we've excluded numbers from family and friends.

This number comes up repeatedly on the day she was killed.

Can I borrow your phone?

I'm not gonna wait around

for the phone company to tell me who it belongs, too.

[ Cellphone ringing ]

DC Manning's phone.

Anyone there?

Hello?

Is anyone there?

For any person to be murdered is a tragedy.

For it to happen to a woman

who dedicated her life to protecting others

Did you know that murder squads under Morgan

have a higher success rate than under any other DI

in the north of England?

Morgan: And I am determined that we will deliver...

Right, he's proper.

So, to Riz Samuel's killer I say this.

We will find you, we will bring you to justice.

Of that, you have my cast iron guarantee.

I'll also say this.

If any person is aiding the killer, covering for them,

hampering this investigation in any way,

I will come for you, too.

Now I shall take some questions

Man: Fuck off!

Reporter: Can you give us a timeline of events?

Morgan: Miss Samuel's body was recovered from the lake,

two days ago at 4:21 p.m.

We are awaiting forensic tests to determine

how long she may have been

in the water. -Ember?

Excuse me!

I saw you arguing with Brad Ashby.

I'm a police officer.

I don't have to speak to you.

No, you don't but you spoke to Riz, didn't you?

I heard the recording. I recognise your voice.

My car's over there. Why don't we get out of here?

Look, I know you're scared, but you reached out to Riz

so I also know that you're brave.

[ Seagulls crying ]

Can I see?

It's okay.

Are they his finger marks?

Brad?

He was just looking out for his brother.

Liam Ashby did that to you?

Because you told Riz about him?

Not his name.

Rosie, I'm gonna need you to make a statement.

No!

No.

What do you think he'll do

if he finds out I've spoken to the police?

Nothing, because he's gonna go to jail.

And you can promise that?

Are you still seeing him?

Rosie, once a man has put his hands around your throat,

the chances that he'll go on to kill you go through the roof.

Well, I'm not a grass!

He will kill you, Rosie!

[ Engine revving ]

Morgan's had me out looking for you.

Where have you been? -[ Cellphone buzzing ]

Right, he wants us back. We'd better go.

No. He wants me back.

I don't want to get kicked off this investigation.

You're not really on the investigation, Hitch.

You're basically my plus one. Look, cover that door

and don't move.

Hitch: What are you doing?

My job.

[ Seagulls crying ]

[ Whistling ]

Breaking and entering now?

It wasn't locked, so just entering.

What do you want?

To know who the father of Miranda's baby is.

Well, I reckon she'd like it to be young Ellis.

But sadly for her,

I think there's been that many darts thrown at the dart board,

it's hard to tell who's hit the bullseye.

Did you throw a dart at the board, Liam?

She's my niece, Ember.

Ember: Step niece.

But I know which little skank has been spreading

that particular rumour.

-Who's that then? -Rosie.

Tell her to wind her neck in.

Or what?

What are you gonna do to her neck?

Are you alone, Ember?

Hitch is outside.

Alone then.

If you're not planning to arrest me for anything, off you fuck.

Liam Ashby, I am arresting you on suspicion

of the murder of Riz Samuel.

What? Whoa, whoa, whoa, what the fuck

has Rosie got to do with that? -Rosie was talking to Riz.

But you know that, which is why you put your

fingerprints round her neck.

Maybe Riz's, too.

Are you insane?

Put your hands out in front of you!

-Hands out! -I'm not fucking going anywhere!

Don't worry, Liam. If you didn't do it,

I'm sure it's all gonna get worked out down at the station.

You arrest me for something like that,

and I will be fucked for life for it, whatever happens.

Then tell me a story I can believe.

Okay, right.

Okay, maybe I got a little bit rough with Rosie.

A bit rough?

You've got a snowball's chance of getting her to press charges.

You know that, right?

You assaulted Rosie because she told Riz

that you were having underaged sex with her?

-Wrong again. -Why then?

'Cause she's barking.

She's obsessed with me, ask anyone.

I wasn't interested so she convinced herself

that I was seeing Miranda.

But you did have sex with Rosie.

-No. -You must've done.

No.

I can't get hard.

I can go to a strip club

and remain as flaccid as a salted slug.

But you can ask my doctor that, if you like.

So, unless I fucked Rosie with someone else's dick...

Why would you get so angry about her speaking to Riz

if you hadn't done anything wrong?

Because liars get believed.

No, Liam. No, they don't. And Rosie would know that.

So why would she lie?

Why would she say that you had abused her if you hadn't?

How the fuck should I know, Ember?

Some girls like to have a nice time,

and some just hate themselves.

I like having a good time.

Rosie: And because they're older and you're younger,

you can't really see it.

They make you feel special,

but only when you're doing the things they want you to,

even when those things hurt you.

You're their pimp.

That's not a nice word.

Give me your phone.

Give me your fucking phone!

[ Laughs ]

Alright.

Nothing on there I wouldn't want me mother to see.

You'd want your mother to see that, would ya?

She's very open minded.

This girl's legal, is she?

I don't know. Someone just sent me them.

They don't come with an age rating.

[ Dialogue inaudible ]

Ember: Did you know?

Did you know that she's been sending photos to people?

She only sent them to Troy.

He sent them to another boy, and on it went.

Yeah, well, they've made it all the way

to weapons-grade scumbag Liam Ashby.

She's in there crying her eyes out.

Scared to go to school

because she doesn't know who's seen them.

I will find Troy, and I will put him through a wall.

And then I will find another wall,

and I will put him through that.

I swear I will run out of walls before I run out of rage.

-Can't you arrest him? -Oh, yeah.

I could arrest Troy and Liam for possession of the images,

but then I would also have to arrest Hannah for creating

and distributing them.

She has made herself both the pornographer and the porn,

which I would say is a fantastic bit of multi-tasking.

How's the other thing?

The voicemails.

Yeah, Riz's phone hasn't been found.

I'm assuming that's a good thing.

If I think Mack has got anything to do with Amy's disappearance,

then I should be telling the police what I know.

But you don't suspect that.

Do you?

Are you gonna speak to Hannah?

Too angry.

You won't get to redo this moment

if you mess it up, you know?

You'll just get to replay it to yourself forever.

[ Laughs ] Thanks, Mum!

Do you replay things?

Or is it hard to do when your parenting consisted

mostly of post-it notes on the fridge?

"See you when I'm back from the pub, slash art class,

slash whatever it is I am doing that means I am not with you!"

Your new job has you writing a fair few post-it notes

yourself, Ember.

But you only see other people's failings, don't you?

Thank you, sir.

Give me your phone!

-Why? -Now!

I knew a lad who once got sent down

for sharing indecent images of children.

The other prisoners put him on what they called

a programme of cleansing and purification,

which I wish I could tell you was metaphorical.

What are you saying that for?

Have you been sharing indecent images of children, Troy?

-No! -Try again.

-Oh, fuck! -Yeah.

I-I just sent it to one person.

Well, I think he's had busy thumbs, Troy.

I want the name and number of everyone

you suspect has got these photos.

I don't want to get anyone in trouble.

Make me ask you again, and you're gonna end up in jail.

And I will send in the Brillo pads myself.

Right, yeah.

-[ Bell rings ] -Yeah!

Those photos have gone to half the year group.

She would have been better off if she stripped off naked

in front of everyone.

At least then she could've got dressed afterwards.

He has made her...

He's made her permanently naked.

He's made her meat.

-It'll be okay. -No!

No, Mum, it is not okay. It cannot be okay.

Well, it has to be.

Because the alternative is that we walk around

in a perpetual state of rage.

Yes! Good! Good! Fine!

Well, maybe it's not fine for Hannah.

Maybe it would be better

for her not to think all men are utterly toxic

and that she's gonna spend a lifetime getting burnt.

Sometimes, Ember, what's needed is

comfort, not cure.

[ Sighs ]

Did you make him delete it, Mum?

I did, baby.

I messed up.

No. It's okay, really.

He said he didn't know it would make me upset.

Because the photos are so nice.

Well then, you know he's a bit of a twat then, don't you?

I know he likes me, Mum.

I'm sure he does.

Was it Chloe?

-What? -Who grassed?

No.

They defended your secret like the nuclear codes.

You've got good loyal mates there.

Yeah.

Morgan: DC Manning.

Where did you disappear to this afternoon?

Ember: Looking for Miranda's abuser.

Morgan: And did you find him?

No.

I'm starting to think you're a spider sat in a web

at the heart of all this, Manning.

Am I right?

[ Hissing ]

Tea or coffee?

[ Sighs ]

Welcome, welcome. This is the boat hut.

This is Joe.

A little shrimp I found on the jetty.

Decided to take him in as one of me own.

-Hello. -Hi.

I hear she's got you on the drink now, Kitty.

Well, no one should have to live life sober.

Malachy: Oh, right.

Would you do anything she told you to?

No.

You wouldn't do anything for me, Kitty?

Well, I'd do anything you needed me to

but not just anything you said.

Oh, hang on a minute, sounds like our Kitty's a deep thinker.

I got a question for you, Kitty. Who makes the rules?

Oh, not this again!

Who decides what's okay? Who polices our instinct?

This question is so boring, it makes me want to die.

Okay, here's a better one.

Who thinks that Joe looks like the sensitive one in a boy band?

-She means the gay one -Amy: I do not!

Malachy: Yeah, you do.

Boyband, who would I be in a boyband?

I have some bad news for you.

Do you? What's that then?

Boyband. The clue's in the title.

What are you doing?!

Give us a bit of that then.

-No! -Yeah.

-No! -You're having it.

See? Nice.

Yeah.

Look, can you get a room?

As if you're not storing this in your wank bank, Joe.

No, not really. Though his last girl was nicer.

Fuck you!

-Hey, come on! -And fuck you, too!

Come on, Amy! Oh, Christ's sake, Amy!

[ Door slams ]

Nurse: Upstairs to the right.

Martin: Come in.

Ember: I'm DC Manning.

I was wondering if I could ask you some questions, Joan.

You won't get much from her.

It's about the murder of Riz Samuel.

Martin: I've already told your colleagues

we can't help with that.

You never met her then?

No. Why would we?

She was doing a podcast

about the disappearance of Amy Knightly.

She was contacting a couple of the people involved.

We weren't involved.

Amy and your daughter, Caitlin, were friends.

Don't want it.

Briefly.

I'd like to speak to Caitlin,

but I'm struggling to track her down.

She's dead.

They're all dead now.

Who's dead?

-She gets confused. -Who's dead, Joan?

Amy.

We, we don't know that. Not for certain.

Yeah. And Caitlin.

Caitlin isn't -- isn't dead.

-She's been dead for years. -No, love.

-We've not seen her for years.

She wouldn't stay away from me. Not by choice.

Martin: Caitlin decided her life would be better

without us in it.

It's been hard for Joan to get her head round.

Do you have any details for Caitlin?

-Martin: No. -Do you know anybody

who does? -No.

Kitty.

Silly, silly girl.

Didn't I tell you it'd all come back to haunt you?

Joan, who's Kitty?

Ask what you need to quickly.

He's an arsehole.

I think he's just worried about you.

I told Caitlin you lock them in your bottom drawer.

Who?

The Amys,

the Danielles.

Men can't stomach that we can love without them.

Makes them vile.

That's why he killed Caitlin.

Martin?

Hm? No.

Malachy.

Malachy.

Malachy, Malachy.

Malachy, Malachy.

Malachy...Malachy!

[ Indistinct shouting ]

Why do you wind Amy up?

It was a joke.

A normal person would've laughed or told me to fuck off,

but Amy's not right in the head.

That's not true.

It is.

Even Malachy knows it.

But he's trapped.

Hitch: Where have you been?

[ Fly buzzing ]

Woman: This is the last one.

Malachy Granger. We're pulling the details for him now.

What's this?

Morgan: Persons of interest in the Amy Knightly disappearance.

[ Fly buzzing ]

Based on what?

They all lived within a two-mile radius of her

and had convictions or cautions for gender-based crimes.

That's kind of a wide net.

Morgan: We've got to start somewhere.

If Amy was abducted,

it's unlikely it was the perpetrator's first offence.

[ Fly buzzing ]

[ Fly buzzing ]

[ Loud thud ]

Problem?

[ Cellphone ringing ]

Hi, Hannah.

Hannah: Where are you, Mum?

Is everything okay?

Hannah: There's a man here for you.

Oh, yeah?

Who's that?

Hannah: He won't say.

Is he in the house?

Man: Why don't you meet me at

the station carpark, mummy, okay?

9:00 p.m.

Get out of my house!

I'll do whatever you want, but get out of my house!

Now, you stay away from my daughter. Do you hear me!

Hannah: He's gone, Mum. He's gone.

[ Cellphone ringing ]

[ Sighs ]

You don't go to my house!

Then don't you call mine.

You scared the shit out of my wife.

You heard about Riz?

Yeah.

What happened?

She left me a message saying

that her laptop had been snatched

and she was going to follow its GPS tracker.

[ Sighs ] Riz.

I found this on her iCloud.

Riz: Hey! You want to tell me why you stole my laptop?

Because I tracked it here.

Wait, wait. What are you doing?

[ Struggling ]

You need to take that to the police.

No, it's not in my interests for the police to know about me.

They'll find the recording on her iCloud soon enough

and the photo of Amy and your husband.

Did Riz think that Malachy killed Amy?

Well, he was on her list.

He had a caution for harassment.

And because two days after she arrived in town,

the boat hut he owned at the time of her disappearance

suddenly burned down.

Which is why you were there.

Can I give you a bit of advice?

Go on.

Go home

and tell that lovely kid of yours

what you think her dad might've done.

Then go to the police station and do the same.

Because otherwise,

when the police work it all out, which they will,

they will bang you up and she will have no one.

They don't know anything.

I...I don't know anything.

Not...not really.

Do you want to know?

The samples you took off me at the boat hut.

There was a bone fragment.

-Human? -I'm not an expert

Was it human?

[ Inhales sharply ]

Oh.

I assume you put it in for evidence.

[ Sighs ] Fuck!

Fuck, it's in the locker.

It's in the fucking locker.

Tell your boss what you know

while you've still got the chance.

[ Door closes ]

Amy?

What have you done to her?

Don't fucking do that.

What are you gonna do?

I can't hold on to it much longer.

If -- if they find out I knew, I'm gonna end up in jail.

Does Hannah know?

I'm going to tell her in the morning.

But, in the meantime, I need you to go be with her.

Where are you going?

I can't just let it all go.

I can't.

[ Indistinct chatter ]

Sheena: No. No. No!

You don't get to keep harassing our family

and then just breeze in here.

Sheena, I get how frightened you are,

how ashamed, but there comes a time when you got to face it.

You're barred.

Liam: Hey, hey, come on, Sheena, don't be hostile.

Let's get Ember a drink, huh?

On the house, of course.

Fine.

Liam: You know, I like to celebrate every day as

a free man without any impediments to my happiness

on the horizon.

Hitch.

They know about Malachy.

You need to go and tell Morgan everything.

You are the company you keep. You do know that, yeah, Hitch?

Nah, I'm not having lectures from you today, Ember.

Liam: Ah, there you go!

See, all she needed was a jolly juice.

You know, your life would be so much more fun

if you just lightened up.

Is everything alright, Ember?

I'm just over there if you want to join me.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah, I'm fine.

Liam: Cheerio then.

Did you know I thought that I was looking for a needle

in a haystack, but it turns out that I am looking for a needle

in a pile of fucking needles.

Is there any hay here at all?

You know, if I was a man in this town,

I would want to show everyone

that I do not sleep with children.

So, I tell you what.

I tell you what.

Why doesn't everyone who is certain

they haven't got a teenage girl pregnant,

take a swab and prove it?

Hm?

Come on, Liam. Yeah?

You've got nothing to hide, have you?

What about you Brad, hm?

You want to take one?

You want to prove you didn't accidentally forget

that Miranda is your stepdaughter?!

Ember, I think you should let me take you --

No! No! No, don't you talk to me like I am crazy!

I am not crazy, I am angry, I am fucking angry!

Stupid bitch

You go first, Hitch. Come on.

Set an example.

What the fuck you doing?

Show them that it matters.

C Team.

No, Ember.

You're making a fool of yourself.

Come on, lads, you know the words.

[ Music playing ]

♪ For she's a jolly good fellow, for she's a jolly good fellow ♪

♪ For she's a jolly good fellow ♪

♪ And so say all of us ♪

Fuck you all.

[ Siren wailing ]

Ember, I'm sorry.

Move, or I swear I will put you on your arse.

Sylvia: Ember!

They came to the house looking for you. I had no choice.

Please don't give those bastards back there the satisfaction

of seeing you wrestled into a police car.

Keep your head up. For Hannah.

Is that what we're modelling for Hannah?

Dignified resignation?

No, Ember. You're modelling bravery.

Like you do every single day.

And please don't let this stupid old woman ever persuade you

to do anything different.

Come on.

Ember Manning, I'm arresting you on suspicion

of perverting the course of justice.

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 understand?

Tell him I will shove those somewhere intimate!

Riz: The women who listen to my podcast are frightened,

but it's our anger when united

that has the power to become a tsunami,

and it's only when those waters rage

that landscapes will change.

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