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[ Dramatic instrumental music ]

[ Bird calls ]

- Any chance of a drink, Dad? -Sian: Yeah, I'm going to

take them through and tidy up a little bit.

-Sian: Woop, hey! - Steady.

Dad, can you turn that off?

Dennis: I will, when one of you

can persuade me you're happy to be here.

Aw, Dad, you know we love being here!

-[ Dennis laughs ] -Yeah?

-Chloe: Yeah! -Dennis: What about this one?

Chloe: Your favourite little boy still loves you.

Dennis: I do not have favourites, I never have.

He hates us all the same. I'll have that!

- Hey! Nah, nah, nah. -Daniel: Doesn't like it when

- the camera's on him, does he? -Dennis: No, these are for me

to look at, not you.

Chloe: You never watch 'em, Dad.

Dennis: How do you know? You never come to see me.

Daniel: Ooh, nice.

-Dennis: Dan's busy... - Welcome to the madhouse.

-Dennis: ...building his business.

Dennis: He's been grafting, like his old man!

[ Dramatic instrumental music ]

...remember which of you is which!

Well, I'm Chloe.

-Daniel: That's Dan. - Ooh, I wish.

[ Whirring ]

Sian: Diddums.

-Pete: There you go. -Chloe: Pete? Can you get them

from the other room?

-Daniel: Here he is, here's the man.

-Chloe: Main man!

[ Whirring ]

All: ♪ For he's a jolly good fellow ♪

Daniel: Ooh, so miserable!

All: ♪ And so say all ♪

[ Dramatic music ]

[ Whirring ]

[ Camera turns off ]

[ Theme music plays ]

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Daniel: How's that chicken coming, Chris?

Service, table two!

Don't let the sauce drift.

I'll bring out table five in a minute.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

And here we have two chicken supreme,

ladies first, of course.

And one for the big man over here.

[ Chopping ]

[ Piano plays ]

At our age, these things can be a bit weird.

Our age? I don't know how old you are, but I'm...

-I didn't mean... -No, it's fine.

I'm, uh...a bit out of practice at all this.

Yeah, me too, me too.

I mean, I've been on a few dates, but...

Well, to be honest with ya, women are...

weird.

I mean, I'm sure men are, too, but...

-Yeah? -...not as weird as women.

Okay.

Mark: My last date but one ran out before dessert

because I ordered her ex-husband's favourite dish,

and the one before that said I was too old.

Least you won't be saying that to me!

[ Laughs ]

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[ Dramatic music plays ]

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Hi, yes, Dad, it's me.

Uh, hope you're well. Listen, I was thinking of, erm,

coming to talk to you.

Well, I was actually, erm...

I was gonna come and ask you a favour,

uh, but you're not there.

So, I'll, erm...

Daniel: I guess I'll try you again tomorrow.

Erm...

You're obviously busy. Uh...

Yeah, I'll try you again tomorrow, anyway.

Hope you're well and... see you soon. Bye.

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[ Phone vibrating ]

[ Whispering ] Hello?

-Chloe: Sian? -Hi.

Chloe: So...how was -- how was the date?

Charlie's in bed, sorry.

Sian: Er...

Hmmm...

Well...

He thinks all women are damaged, and he...

I told him that I was a single mum

with commitment issues, so...

Right, which doesn't really help

with the "women are damaged" theory.

Sian: Well, I don't really need a partner.

I just want some fun. I'm not like you.

[ Chloe laughs ]

You'll meet someone. Just... oh, hang on.

[ Whispers ] It's World Book Day tomorrow,

What are we gonna dress them up as?

Oh, bloody hell. Erm, what about Paddington?

Sandwich and a hat'll do it.

Erm, sorry, Sian, where were we?

Oh, yeah! You don't think I have any fun.

Sian: No, I didn't mean it like that.

You can't let what happened change you. You're a catch.

[ Chuckles ] Yeah. And so's the clap.

Like I said,

- we'll be fine. -Ooh, hang on again.

[ Whispers ] We don't have any marmalade.

-Well, babe, it doesn't matter. -Pete: Really?

No one will notice.

Pete: Fine, Paddington with no marmalade.

Chloe: Sorry. You were saying?

Look, I'm gonna have to go. I'm knackered...

Chloe: Hang on. Have you heard from Dan recently?

No, why?

It's just...been a while since we spoke. He okay?

Mm. Don't know.

Alright. Look, you'll meet someone.

Just, you know, be careful. That's all.

Alright, night darling. Night.

Chloe: Love you, bye.

Bye.

[ Easy listening music plays ]

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[ Tense music plays ]

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-Hey, you can't come in here, mate.

-...my dad's house.

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Christmas day with the kids.

[ Festive music plays ]

-Chloe: D'you want some more? -Sian: Thank you.

- Sian... - What?

It's not...it's not cool. It's not on...

Listen, listen. He didn't mean anything by it, look.

What d'you mean 'he didn't mean anything by it'?

He just gets a bit angry, that's all.

Angry? We all get angry. I get angry with the...

Dad! You're not MI5.

What is up with you?

-Dennis: Busted. -Sian: Right, come here.

- Finally busted. -[ Sian laughs ]

- Happy Christmas, girls! - Happy Christmas!

- Go away! - Until next year!

[ Sian laughs ]

[ Tense music plays ]

He didn't mean anything by it, look.

What d'you mean 'he didn't mean anything by it'?

He just gets a bit angry, that's all.

Angry? We all get angry. I get angry with the...

Dad!

[ Whirring ]

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Hello, I'm Jenny Roche. I'm the coroner.

I'm brought in when a death is unexplained.

I'm sorry. What do you mean, unexplained?

The pathologist's report concluded that

your father died of alcohol asphyxiation.

Brought on by a mixture of drink and sleeping tablets.

So you're saying he did this to himself?

It seems from the liver damage that alcohol was a key factor.

Alcohol?

-But he barely drank. -Yeah.

I know this is hard to hear, but these are the facts.

Sadly, it's not uncommon.

This isn't right. There must have been a mistake.

Well, he wasn't a drinker.

-Far from it. -No.

I'll forward you a copy of the report.

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Feels so different without him.

Chloe: Look at all the photos.

Wall-to-wall Dan.

Wow. Where did that just come from?

Come on! You know he loved the fact you have a restaurant,

you did all the things that he wanted to do...

Okay, you were the special one.

You had the house. You've got the family.

You've got the perfect husband. Why does everything always...

I'm not saying it's about me.

Daniel: It's always got to be about you. Right?

-Who's that on the wall? -Sian: Just stop it!

-Who's that on the wall? -Sian: Why are we arguing?

Daniel: But it's a shrine to me?

Why did you come to see him, anyway?

Can we just ring the solicitor?

Why?

The will.

God knows what he had.

Oh, the will.

Well, he had the house, he had some books.

What does it matter, he had a bit of cash.

He showed me the will a couple of years ago.

Did he now?

Course he did.

Daniel: Can we just ring the solicitor's please?

-Alright? -Sian: Stop it.

-Daniel: Let's make it all about Chloe.

Sian: Dan, will you stop it?

Daniel: Feeling sorry for herself as usual.

Can you say thanks to Pete

-for looking after Charlie? -Don't be silly. It's fine.

Sian: I know, but it's...

Daniel: Is that Pete? Yeah, he's -- what a beautiful man.

-Pete at it again... -Sian: Dan! Just leave it!

At least he's not a selfish prick like you.

Look, can we just get the house sorted?

Go through Dad's things, get the house on the market.

There's an estate agent here, he's dropped his card,

-he seems keen. -I wanna spend a bit of time.

Daniel: Why, you wanna live in the house?

Are you staying here? No.

Are you staying here? -No...

-Put it on the market then, yeah?

Chloe: Can we at least talk about it?

There's nothing to talk about, Chloe.

This is our family home! This is the house we grew up in.

It's where we learned everything.

I agree with Daniel.

-We should sell it. -Thank you.

Mum and Dad built this --

You mean it all just boils down to money?

-It's not about the money. -Really?

Look, it could take months to sell anyway.

Chloe: It won't. It'll go quickly.

-You're a property expert now? -No, I just live

-in the real bloody world, Dan. -Sian: Right.

And what world is that, Chloe?

The one that Mum protected you from and Dad him.

[ Scoffs ]

I need a drink.

All we want to do is put the house on the market.

Any chance of a drink, Dad? Any danger?

-Sian: Woop, hey! - Steady.

Dad, can you turn that off?

Dennis: I will, when one of you can persuade me

you're happy to be here.

Aw, Dad, you know we love being here!

[ Dennis laughs ] Yeah?

-Chloe: Yeah! -Dennis: What about this one?

Chloe: Your favourite little boy

- still loves you. -[ Dennis laughs ]

[ Dramatic music plays ]

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Shall we start cleaning?

Look, what do you make of this?

Big sums going out of his account

to a Gau-- Gaudete Dynamics? Gaudeet? Gaudette?

Gaudette?

-There. -I'll look it up.

How's it spelt?

-Chloe: G-A-U-D-E-T-E. -E-T-E?

-Right. -Alright, there's...

a thousand pounds,

going out to another company -- DRD1 Limited.

-What's DRD1 Limited? -Don't know.

Here, let me have a look.

Sian: That must have been all his pension, right?

That's weird.

I'll check with Companies House. I'll take these.

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Hey, love, how are you?

Chloe: I'm fine, I think.

It's all just...

How are the kids?

They're fine. Charlie's a bit worried.

He was up late last night asking for his mum, you know.

He got to sleep eventually.

Chloe: Dan's irritating the hell out of me.

[ Sighs ]

Pete?

Well, the man's a spoilt brat. We know that.

Are you sure you don't want me to come up?

No, thanks.

You're doing more than enough with the kids.

[ Pete muffled ] Listen, Chloe, don't be silly.

It's the least I can do.

You've got enough on your plate.

-[ Dramatic music plays ] -Chloe: I know, but...

Pete, it's all so strange here.

Tell me something normal, something about the kids.

What are they doing?

Right now, I can see Charlie biting Lennie's arm.

Pete: Listen, I've got to go. Kids!

-Okay. -Pete: Stop that! Love you.

You too.

Chloe: Whose handwriting is that?

No idea.

Look what I found. Poteen. 70% proof.

Maybe he had it for guests, or -- or...?

I don't understand. I mean, it's only

serious drinkers who have that.

There must be another explanation.

Sian: Maybe he was drinking!

I don't know.

I don't know, Sian.

There is no other explanation, is there?

I can't believe he's dead.

-[ Sian cries ] -Sian: Mum and Dad.

They've both gone.

[ Sian cries ]

[ Tense music ]

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You were about the last person I expected a call from.

Well, you know, needs must.

Listen, my, uh -- my details are all in there.

Just 20 grand I need.

I'm...

waiting for an inheritance to come through. It's a house.

Daniel: Hopefully I'll have it paid back within three months.

When's the last time I saw you?

Must be what,

three years ago now?

Uh... Yeah, that'd be about it, yeah.

Yeah, it's a restaurant, you said?

Daniel: Yeah.

Glen: Never had you down as a chef.

Been called worse, you know?

I've always fancied owning one meself.

You know, an Italian, but like, Mexican.

Fusion vibe.

Hey, maybe me and you could...?

No, I couldn't. One restaurant's bad enough, trust me, mate.

No, I just need the cash.

It's teething problems?

-Daniel: Yeah. -Yeah.

Something else we specialise in.

-Look, if you can't do it... -It'll be 25,000.

In a month.

Wow, that's...

that's a bit steep...

It's just our terms.

No, I get it. I just don't know if I can...

guarantee I can get the money back that...

Glen: That's what makes this so...

-it's difficult. -Yeah.

You're an old mate, you know?

Glen: Each week you go past,

costs you two grand.

And more than a month,

well...

other repayment methods become an option.

I was just hoping you...

Does your sister know you got in touch?

Daniel: Uh, no, she doesn't.

Glen: So, what d'you want to do?

Uh...

Daniel: I think I need a drink. D'you want a drink?

No.

Tell Sian I said hello.

Sian: We should take them.

Well, maybe not all of them.

Chloe: There must be hundreds of pounds' worth of stuff in here.

All Mum's jewellery.

Sian: Guess it's ours now.

After probate.

Chloe: I'm sure Dad's looked after us.

Look, he's labelled all of these.

Chloe: Our whole lives are on these DVDs.

What d'you think?

[ Car approaching ]

I think it's Mum's.

Chloe: I think it'll always be Mum's.

[ Footsteps approaching ]

[ Door closes ]

Hello?

-Sian: Hi! -Ah.

Sian: How'd it go?

Yeah, good.

-Sian: What about Gaudete Dynamics?

-Or that other one. DRD... whatsit?

Oh, I've not had a chance yet.

I've just been on to the solicitor's.

Is that Dad's ring?

Yeah. Well, it's Grandad's actually,

but he wanted me to have it.

Well, you're gonna keep Mum's jewellery aren't you, so?

-Just never seen you wearing it. -Daniel: Well, I am now.

Listen, we need to get to the solicitor's.

I spoke to her on the phone.

She wants to talk to us about the will.

Alright?

I can give you a lift.

[ Emotional music plays ]

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Chloe: Sian?

-Daniel: Look at that. - Mum looking chic.

Daniel: Looking very chic. Beautiful.

-Dennis: Hey, that's mine. -Daniel: What a scene.

-Daniel: Hey? -Dennis: Hey.

-Dennis: That's mine. -Daniel: What's yours?

- That! -Daniel: What's yours?

-Daniel: What? This? - Yeah.

Daniel: You shouldn't leave it lying around!

Dad, can I ask you a question please?

Why are we having a barbecue in the middle of winter?

It's freezing.

Come on!

What's up with you?

We were supposed to be there five minutes ago!

-Sian: Alright! -Well, they won't

wait around forever. You know what I mean?

-[ Buzzing ] -Sian: Oh, stop it.

Daniel: Hurry up.

Please, take a seat.

Um, Dad showed me -- Well, he talked me

through the will a couple of years ago,

but we just, erm... we're not sure of the process, are we?

He didn't tell you?

Chloe: Tell us what?

I see.

Well, unfortunately, he changed the will.

Very recently.

He changed it? How?

I'm afraid he changed it completely.

You are no longer the beneficiaries.

Everything has been left to his wife.

But his wife is dead.

Well, his new wife.

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What d'you mean, his new wife?

Chloe: This can't be true. He would have told us.

Her name is, uh, Susan,

Susan Watson. And the will clearly states

that everything is left to her.

Well, I've never heard of Susan.

-Sian: Who is this woman? -Yeah?

Well, I can see this is a bit of a shock.

But he married Susan,

and the will clearly states that everything is left to her.

And w-w-where's she from? Where's she live?

-[ Solicitor scoffs ] -Well, I can't tell you that.

Daniel: It's private information?

That my dad married someone new...

Why have we not heard of her?

Solicitor: I can't tell you that.

It must be a mistake. Look, he must have been,

like, manipulated or something like that?

Solicitor: This was witnessed

-and signed by him. -Daniel: No, no, it isn't.

Is it? He's been coerced, hasn't he?

He's been coerced. Yes.

These were his final wishes.

So, he's just given her everything?

The house, the cash... Mum's jewellery...wha--?

Daniel: So, we've got a guy who's barely had drank a beer

in his life, and then he drinks himself to death,

and at the last minute, changes the will

and gives it to this woman

who we've never even heard of? That's not coercion?

Well, this woman is your dad's wife.

Daniel: No, my mum's his wife.

There was only one woman in my dad's life.

Daniel: Yeah, that was my mum. Our mum.

Solicitor: Well, you will meet her, and you can ask her.

If not before, then at the cremation.

-Sorry, the what? -No! Dad wanted to buried.

Yep, next to my mum.

Daniel: Not gonna be a cremation. He's getting buried.

I'm afraid this clearly states

-that he no longer wanted that. -I don't believe it.

Solicitor: Look, you could appeal to her better nature.

Suggest a deed of variation.

What is that?

Solicitor: An opportunity to come to an arrangement

with the other party.

And what if she doesn't agree?

Solicitor: I can't help you.

[ Tense music plays ]

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Right, I'm gonna go and find out what's going on.

Chloe: Dan, are you sure this is the right thing to do?

What else do you want me to do?

Chloe: You don't even know if he still lives there

or if he's even alive.

You need to think about this. We all do.

We can't just make irrational decisions.

Daniel: How is it irrational? Michael is Dad's oldest friend.

Chloe: I'm very well aware of who he is. All I'm saying is --

Daniel: So, I'm just gonna go there,

see if he still lives there, ask him a few questions.

What's wrong with that? I'm not losing everything

to some random woman. You don't understand, do ya?

-Chloe: Of course I do. -No, you don't.

Nathan: Ah, hello, hello!

I'm Nathan from Forewood Estate Agents.

-Nice to meet you. -Oh.

-I'm here to value the property. -Sian: Right?

Is now a bad time? It's no problem.

-I can come back. -Uh...

It's a nice property, though. You'll do well out of it.

I could be in and out in no time with a rough estimate for you.

Actually, er, now's not a good time.

'Course. Well, I can come back. How's tomorrow?

Not really, no.

Nathan: Fair enough.

Well, you know where I am.

Uh, wait!

We might as well see what we could have won.

[ Playing notes ]

Nathan: Who does all these drawings?

Oh, uh, there's loads. Loads...

They're my sister, and my brother, and...

Nathan: Well, it needs a bit of updating, but to be honest,

I think round here you can sell nuts to a squirrel.

Have you been living here long?

No, it's not mine, it's my parents'.

My dad designed it, but...

-now they're both... -Yep. Divorced. Mine too.

Dead.

Uh...

Nathan: I'm sorry. Erm, that's...

It's okay.

Nathan: Well, it's a lovely house, erm...

It's a lovely house.

Think we're looking at six hundred,

without breaking a sweat, six fifty.

Wow. That's a lot of money.

Yeah.

Nathan: It's the market right now, in anyone's currency.

-Well, if you want to... -This is madness.

Well, if you want to have a think about it,

then you can call me.

No, it's not that, it's just...

Well, I don't even know whether it's mine to sell anymore.

-What? -Nah, I mean...

[ Message tone ]

Shit, sorry. I thought I turned the notifications off.

-What's it like? -I don't usually...not...

What?

Well, online dating.

Erm...

Depends what you're after.

What d'you mean, after?

-You know... -No.

Nathan: Well, if it's a long-term, kind of meaningful thing

you're looking for, then maybe it's not the right place. But...

mind you, who can expect to find anything meaningful

erm, relationship-wise, nowadays, you know?

[ Chuckles ]

Bit of a strange landscape out there.

So, anyway, if you find you can sell the house,

then you can give me a call here.

Sian: Thanks.

And if not, I'll give you a call.

I'll chase you in a couple of days.

-Yeah. -About the house. Obviously...

-Great. -Have a -- yep, have a good day.

Sian: You too!

[ Nathan clears throat ]

-Erm... -Bye then.

Yeah, see ya later. Thank you.

You're welcome. I want that commission.

[ Chuckles ]

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[ Knock on door ]

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What do you want?

Hi, Michael. Erm, sorry to disturb you.

My name's Daniel.

I'm Dennis's son, Dennis Watson.

Don't know if you remember me.

I'd have only been about that tall last time I saw you.

Yeah...

It's my dad I've come to see you about, actually.

I don't know if you heard, but...

he passed away a few days ago.

And he always spoke highly of you, you know?

And I was hoping we could have a chat.

There's a couple of questions have come up, and...

I'm sorry about your loss,

but I've nothing to say about Dennis.

Right...

it's just that...

he changed the will at the last minute,

and he's left everything to someone else,

someone we don't know, some woman called Susan

we've never met before.

Look, I'm sorry. I'm afraid I want

nothing to do with your father, alive or dead!

Look, I don't know what's gone on between you and me dad,

but, please, we just need answers.

We just need to know who this woman is.

She's my wife.

Susan was my wife.

[ Tense music plays ]

And I don't know where you can find her.

Quite frankly, I don't care.

[ Door closes ]

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Roche: As I've said, according to the pathologist,

death was brought on by alcohol asphyxiation.

But that's what we don't get.

Our dad had never been a big drinker.

There were signs of liver damage that would suggest otherwise.

It was caused by alcohol.

And the sleeping tablets probably didn't help.

Sleeping tablets?

Roche: Yes! Sometimes doctors prescribe

sleeping tablets alongside the dementia medicine.

-What? -You do know that your father

was suffering from signs of dementia?

It's here!

-In the medical report. -No, he never said.

Yeah, no, he could be forgetful sometimes,

and a bit distant, but...

Well, perhaps that's what increased the drinking.

Could explain this marriage, I suppose.

No, no, we don't know that.

-To his best friend's wife. -Daniel: Yeah.

Are you sure it couldn't be anything else?

I know this is difficult, I do understand.

No, you don't.

This is my dad we're talking about,

and you're saying he's a drunk.

We also noticed some strange payments

going to some companies that we're tracing.

Yeah, and he changed his mind from getting buried

next to Mum to being cremated.

Daniel: Yeah, which is weird.

That doesn't change the facts.

Sian: No. But it adds up to something different

than what we know.

And all I can tell you is how he died.

What's, erm...bioethanol?

Daniel: It's like a lighter fluid.

People use it to start fires, I think.

Why are you asking that?

Well, because I found a bottle of it.

Well, a half-drunk bottle of it in my dad's cupboard,

which was a bit strange.

Can you drink it?

You'd be doing a lot of damage.

And have you tested for this bioethanol?

I mean, would it show up in your reports?

I've told you about everything that we've found.

Yeah, but you said yourself, right, to drink it,

-I mean, it's suicide, right? -Yes.

-Or murder. -Daniel: Yeah.

There was no murder.

He did this to himself.

- ...the room. -Daniel: Go on, Pete.

- Go on, there's a good boy. -Pete: Kids, kids. Come on,

- keep the noise down. -Chloe: Quit it, Dan.

-Daniel: Here is he is! -Sian: Oooh!

-Daniel: Here's the man. -Chloe: The main man!

Can I have some beer?

You can't have any beer, because you're driving.

- No! -[ Chloe coughs ]

[ Whirring ]

-Daniel: Here is he is! -Sian: Oooh!

Daniel: Here's the man --

Sian: Still can't believe Dad married his best friend's wife.

So, here's what I'm thinking, right?

If Dad had dementia,

then he can't have been of sound mind

when he changed the will, so it doesn't stand.

Sian: The solicitor said it was legally binding.

-Even if he had dementia? -Chloe: Maybe the truth is

we just didn't know the real Dennis.

What are you doing? Why are you cleaning?

-There's no point. -[ Doorbell rings ]

I'm gonna tear this place apart until I find that original will,

so you're wasting your time.

Then we can challenge this bullshit.

-You must be Daniel. -[ Tense music plays ]

Susan Watson.

But I imagine you know who I am by now.

[ Dramatic music plays ]

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Anyone?

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[ Drink pouring ]

You need to get out of this house.

Susan: Well, that's not very nice.

Besides, officially, it's you who need to do that.

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Who the hell do you think you are?

I'm the woman your father married.

Sian: What did you do to him?

Do?

Look, I'm not expecting you to like me.

I just thought it might be best if we met before the cremation.

That was your idea, too, was it?

Very convenient.

He should be lying next to our mother.

Susan: It's Chloe, isn't it?

I wanted him to introduce us while he was alive.

He said he was going to tell you about me.

Daniel: No. No, you're lying.

You manipulated him.

You were married to Dad's best friend.

Well, you know what they say.

You can't choose who you fall in love with.

And from what Dennis has told me about your ex-husband,

I thought you'd understand that more than most.

You know nothing about me.

You'd be surprised.

You're taking everything from us.

This was obviously a silly idea.

Daniel: No shit.

I loved your father. I loved him very much.

At least we have that much in common.

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You didn't love him.

You coerced him.

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Your father had been ill for about a year. Dementia.

A rather rapid decline. I think it's what led to his drinking.

And then you helped him out with a new will

while he was dribbling into his fuel-soaked cornflakes, yeah?

And then you married him.

Sian: And, erm, who are Gaudete Dynamic?

Your little company, is it?

And DRD1? I mean, this house not enough for you?

I have no idea what you're talking about.

Please.

Susan: I'm afraid this is what your father wanted.

And it's what I want, too.

-Well, you're not getting anything.

D'you hear me? Nothing. Because when a court hears that

you picked up a vulnerable old man, grieving for his wife,

and then you embroiled yourself into his life...

14 years.

That's how long we were together.

And whether you believe me or not, I loved your father,

and he loved me.

And perhaps if you'd bothered to spend more time with him,

then this wouldn't have come as such a shock.

Daniel: You're lying.

Susan: He wanted me to move in here two years ago.

I said I wouldn't, until he told you about us.

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I thought you deserved that much.

14 years.

Call it coercion, if you like.

I know what I call it.

Oh...

I think he'd have liked you to say a few words

at the funeral, if you're able.

I know how much he loved you.

And what he did for you.

Nice to see you, Chloe.

[ Tense music plays ]

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Sian: What was that about, Chloe? She was a bit odd with you.

Well, I don't know. She's...mad.

-Crazy. -Chloe: It's a lot.

It's a nightmare, is what it is. It's a nightmare.

[ Emotional music plays ]

Dennis: What do you think of the new car, Dan?

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Dennis: Say hi to the camera, darling!

Dennis: You too, Sian.

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[ Whirring ]

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[ Woman vocalizing ]

-[ Message tone ] -Shit.

Thought I'd turned it off.

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I thought there'd be more here.

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Good morning, everybody. My name's Lynn,

and I'm the celebrant this morning.

Today's ceremony, we will be celebrating the life

of Dennis Daniel Watson.

My dad had many qualities.

He was warm, you know...

gentle. Everyone said so.

That's just the kind of man he was.

Dad gave me this ring that I'm wearing now, and...

It was a ring his dad had given him.

His dad was his inspiration, you see.

[ Daniel pants ]

And his dad's example drove him

in everything he did in life, in his business.

Me dad built his business up by scratch.

[ Daniel crying ]

Sorry.

Uh, I'm just --

I'm not used to doing stuff like this. I'm so sorry.

Uh...

I can't do this.

I can't do it. Uh...

If you want to know the truth, erm...

my dad should have been buried next to my mum.

[ Breathes deeply ]

But here we are.

[ Dramatic music plays ]

And I can't stand up here and praise him, because...

I just don't know what kind of a man he was, or who he was.

I just don't know. So...

I think it'd be false.

[ Daniel sniffs ]

I'll just...

Dad, you may as well have this ring back, 'cause...

doesn't really mean anything to me now.

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[ Bach's cello suite playing ]

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[ Tense music, heart beating ]

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[ Door closes ]

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I'm afraid we're going to have to take the body.

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[ Theme music plays ]

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