MARY: I can't believe that she's selling up after all these years.

HELEN: But you love this house.

I'm going to be doing a lot more traveling.

What if you have another attack?

VIVIEN: I do not want to end up like Mary next door!

NATALIE: Did she tell you about the car?

HELEN: It's unbelievable.

JAKE: Have you just seen Mum's text?

SISTERS: Yeah.

JAKE: And now that they're married, he stands to inherit all of her money.

HELEN: And he was right there with her when she collapsed.

What did his first wife die of?

MARK: It's gonna blow!

♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (seagulls squawking) Congratulations!

Sorry?

Natalie told me you got married when you were away.

I had no idea.

Congratulations!

(chuckling): Oh, yes.

Snap decision.

I was coming over to tell you, Mary, and I... Oh, that's all right, I'm so pleased for you.

Ah, I'm sorry about the car.

How's Mark taking it?

Well, he's reported it to the police, but they're not sounding very hopeful.

Oh, dear.

But you're feeling okay?

Your test results are due back tomorrow, aren't they?

Yes, yes, and I feel fine.

I mean, great for a woman of my advanced years.

Come on, 70 isn't old these days!

Are you having a birthday party?

Oh, no, no.

We're off to India the next day.

No, I expect we'll just, you know, raise a glass of champagne.

Just the family.

And, and when you get back you'll be concentrating on moving, I suppose?

(car approaches, honks) (engine stops) End of an era.

(car door closes) We'll stay in touch, Mary.

Of course we will.

I'd better go.

(car door opens) (closes trunk) (kisses) ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ JAKE (voiceover): Why am I still here?

Can somebody just please tell me what's going on at the hospital?

LINEHAM: The patient is still unconscious, I'm afraid.

The next 24 hours will be critical.

And we're still waiting for toxicology reports.

Mm.

Okay.

So, when your mother married Mark Kinneally, your father hadn't been dead very long, had he?

No.

It's, um... 18 months.

Were you close to your father?

What?

Yeah, of course.

Yeah, he was a great dad.

(school bell ringing) (children chattering) (chuckling): Hey, look at that!

How are you?

BOTH: Good.

How was maths?

Good.

English?

Good.

Well done.

That's good, isn't it?

Hey.

What are you doing here?

JAKE: I thought we could collect them both together today.

Did you get your bags?

MADDIE: Yeah.

LEILA: I pick them up on Tuesdays.

Let's just... stick to the plan, yeah?

MADDIE: Where's Daddy going?

He's, um... he's busy.

He'll be back tomorrow.

Okay!

Who wants fish and chips?

Me!

Me!

Yes, let's go!

I can't get her to pick up the phone.

She's not replying to messages, she's just... she's totally blocking me.

NATALIE (on phone): Helen... she's fine, I promise you, all right?

Just give her a bit of space.

Back off from my own daughter?

You don't know what it's like.

She's, she's never been away from home for longer than a night at a time since she was born.

Helen, she's 17, not seven.

It's only for a few days.

(distant men shouting) HELEN (on phone): But...

I'm telling you, if you just... if you just leave her be, she'll be back home by the end of the week.

We've actually had some really good long chats.

But she's worried about you and George, obviously.

How's it going?

Well, he's gone quiet... totally.

He won't talk to me.

NATALIE: Have you told Mum?

No, no.

I don't want her to worry.

Don't say anything.

Or to Jake, not yet.

Just let me sort it.

Uh, Nats, I'll have to call you later, okay?

What?

So I'm going to go.

Uh...

I need to think.

So... but you're going to her?

To be with her?

No.

No, because I've told you, I don't even know who she is.

Why would a woman say she was sleeping with you when she wasn't?!

We've been over this.

(sighing): Is she pretty?

Blonde?

Helen, for God's sake...

Younger than me?

Yes, actually, she is younger than you!

She's Indian.

Very pretty!

Used to work for the NHS.

Are you happy?

(no audio) What?

It's Meera.

Who's Meera?

God, I'm not having this!

She... she can't do this.

Christ!

I'm going to get onto HR.

This is all some kind of revenge thing.

Of course you're not sleeping with her.

What if I had?

Part of me really wanted to.

Yeah, but you didn't, that's the point!

Look, I believe you now.

(dialing out) Totally.

Oh, come on!

I mean, Helen, this... this doesn't actually change anything.

Come on, come on, pick up!

I've spoken to my sister, she said I could stay there for a few days.

No, there's no need now!

Yeah.

Yes, there is.

(footsteps retreating) (door opens) George?

(door closes loudly, phone dialing out) (sighs) ♪ ♪ I reckon it's a boy, do you?

(soft chuckle) (chuckling): Do you think he was conceived here in this flat?

Maybe.

Do you still love her?

Carla?

(sighs) For Christ's sake, Nats.

I love you, all right?

You.

(sighs, humorless chuckle) Got to go.

I can't do Monday.

I promised I'd take the girls out.

Maybe Friday.

Leave it with me.

♪ ♪ (door opens, closes) (sighing) And how did you feel about your mother's marriage to Mark Kinneally?

Uh, well, it's not really any of my business, is it?

If she was happy, I was happy.

So you weren't concerned that she had placed so much trust in someone she hadn't known very long?

No.

(voiceover): Not really.

I went to a car dealership today, had a look at one of those MGs that matey-boy bought for Mum.

Nine-and-a-half grand!

That is some birthday present.

Yeah.

But I was thinking, you could just bung most of that on a credit card.

Then if something happens, say the car burnt down, for example, by kids or vandals, you could just claim it back on insurance.

And then you still get to act like the big hero.

(imitating Mark): "Stand back, everyone!"

You know, that sort of (no audio).

You actually think he set fire to it himself?

It's possible, isn't it?

Well, possible, but probable?

♪ ♪ Have you got to get back to the office?

I thought we were square this month.

(softly): On the house.

♪ ♪ Okay!

♪ ♪ VIVIEN: Thanks for organizing this.

I'd forgotten what a blissful spot it is for a picnic.

Wow!

Look at the sea!

Isn't it glorious?

MARK: I, I thought of it because of the hospital appointment tomorrow.

I know you're worried about it.

You think it might be bad news?

Well, in my professional opinion... absolutely not.

(both laughing) I'm going to cook supper tonight.

You're always making supper for me, mmm?

(laughing) So drop me off in town and I'll, um...

I'll pick something up and surprise you.

Really?

I can cook, you know!

(laughing) It might only be three things, but I do them extremely well.

Come on, race you to the top!

♪ Come on!

♪ (grunting) (exhales) You know, over the past five years, I've dated a lot of women.

But you shone out.

You're so generous and... thoughtful.

And gorgeous.

I knew.

From the end of that first cup of coffee, I knew.

So, even if it's bad news tomorrow, I'm not going anywhere, Viv.

♪ ♪ Oh, Mark, thank you.

♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Aw... (soft chuckle) ♪ ♪ Aw... (soft chuckle) ♪ ♪ (seagulls squawking, waves crashing) Yoo-hoo!

Vivien?

♪ ♪ (shower running) ♪ ♪ (shower running) ♪ ♪ (shower running) ♪ ♪ (knocking) Hi.

I got your message about Meera Kapur.

I'm so sorry, Helen.

So, what are we going to do?

I mean, she's no longer an employee.

It's a police matter now, isn't it?

Well, hold on a moment, I'm not sure that this is really a criminal offense.

What?

It must be an invasion of privacy, I mean... Or some bloody thing!

She can't just (no audio) with people's lives!

I would just advise that we take a moment to think calmly, Helen.

You wouldn't be calm if it was your family at stake!

Do you really want to go public with something like this?

I think this will be the end of it.

And, anyway, what's the most important thing here?

It's not to punish Meera, is it?

But to put your family back together.

Go home.

Take the rest of the week off.

Get your life back.

(door opens, closes) (waves crashing, dog barking) MARY: Yoo-hoo!

(groans softly) VIVIEN: Hello, Mary.

Hello.

I just, uh, wondered how you got on at the hospital.

VIVIEN: Oh, good.

Fine.

Clean bill of health!

Oh, thank God.

Mm.

So, what was it, then?

Oh, sudden drop in blood pressure, apparently.

Not uncommon.

We'll just have to hope it doesn't happen again, then.

Oh, I got you this...

I found it down the back of the sideboard the other day.

(chuckling) Aw... Natalie's imaginary cat!

(chuckling): Yes, Ginger!

She was always doing pictures of him, wasn't she?

Such a vivid imagination.

Oh, can I hang on to it?

I'm sure she would love to see it.

Yes, yes!

No, keep it!

She can pass it on to her own kids one day.

I wish.

Oh, don't worry.

She'll find someone, she's still got time.

She'd make a lovely mum.

She would.

(seagulls squawking) Are they all okay?

I, uh... yeah, I think so.

Of course, you worry, it's only natural.

But they'll come round, give them time.

Anyway, I won't keep you.

Are these bags for the charity shop?

VIVIEN: Oh, yes, I meant to take them and I... Well, I can take them down there, because I'm going there later.

It's no trouble.

Oh, thanks.

Okay, all right.

(bags rustling) I'll see you later, then.

(chuckling): Bye!

Bye, Mark!

(exhales) She's always popping over, isn't she?

Well, I don't mind.

I would.

She was great with the kids when they were young.

She kept an eye on them for me after school.

I tell you, she helped me a lot.

♪ ♪ STELLA (voiceover): And then I think you should end... "I understand that while we are both separated, it is none of my business who you choose to see."

"It is none of my..." What?!

No, she'll appreciate that, trust me.

(sighs) (exhales) "But that doesn't mean I don't care.

"I do.

And I hope with all my heart..." "All my heart."

I wouldn't say that.

(chuckles) It's fine.

"I hope with all my heart... that we can put our marriage back together."

"...marriage back together... uh, heart..." Okay, that's good, that's really good.

Yeah.

"I love you."

Hang on, hang on, hang on.

"Together..." What was that?

"I love you."

"...love you."

"Jake."

"Jake."

Kiss, kiss, kiss?

Uh... (chuckles) Two kisses?

Three kisses.

Well, that's good, that's brilliant.

That's genius.

Okay, I've got to get back to the office.

Thank you so much.

Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you... (laughs) Thank you, thank you!

(children playing in background) ♪ ♪ (cat meows) What are you doing here?

You... you're moving?

Yeah, that's right.

Can't afford the rent now I'm unemployed.

So I have to uproot my girls.

And they were just getting over losing their dad.

So you're... you got me back.

An eye for an eye, is that it?

Just leave us in peace, will you?

♪ ♪ LINEHAM (voiceover): And I understand your mother had always enjoyed good health?

Uh Mum, Mum always kept herself fit as a fiddle.

So her, her collapse...

I mean, that must have come as a shock.

Yeah, it did.

(voiceover): She made every effort to get better, but it wasn't like her, so, yes, of course, we were concerned.

One more... (exhales) Great, have you got it?

Mm-hmm.

Good!

(grunts) So... how are things with you and Leila?

Yeah, it's up and down, Mum.

But I've started talking to someone and that's made a bit of a difference.

A therapist?

Uh, yeah, yeah... sort of.

Yeah.

Oh, great.

Yeah, she's making me see things from a different point of view.

You know, from a woman's point of view.

Oh, Jake, that's amazing!

(chuckles) Well, you know... How are things going with Mark?

Look, I know that things have happened, you know, really quickly from your point of view.

I didn't plan this, though.

Yeah, I know, I know.

Of course.

Yeah.

What's his daughter's name?

The one who lives in Spain?

Sophie.

Sophie, right.

Have you spoken to her?

I mean, in person.

No.

Why would I?

Oh, you know, I don't know.

I just thought...

I mean, have you seen a photograph of her?

Oh, Jake, for God's sake!

(chuckling): Stop being so suspicious!

I can look after myself, you know.

Yeah, I know, Mum.

But I'm just worried about you.

(soft chuckle) ♪ ♪ (puppets squawking, people chattering) (children laughing) (lively chatter, laughter) (laughter) ♪ ♪ (laughter) (indistinct chatter) ♪ ♪ (waves lapping) ♪ ♪ (hinge squeaks) (door closes) (bag rustling) (heavy breathing) Oh... (soft chuckle) (muttering, chuckling) ♪ ♪ Right... (exhales) ♪ ♪ MARK (voiceover): This trip to India is going to be wonderful.

Have you looked at this?

I mean, it's sensational stuff.

(soft chuckle) Shall I talk you through the itinerary?

Can we do it tomorrow?

Yeah, of course, of course.

Are you all right?

Yeah, yes, I'm fine.

Just thinking about the kids.

(chuckles) It's funny, you know.

I have never gone away anywhere for six weeks before and now it suddenly seems a long time.

(both chuckling) I think they'll manage all right on their own.

Hm?

Yeah, I know.

I know, but you can't stop worrying about them, can you?

I had a bit of a chat to Jake today and... well, I haven't talked to the girls, not properly, for ages.

Something doesn't seem quite right about them.

There's always going to be some drama or other going on, isn't there?

(chuckles) Mm.

Try not to worry about it.

Don't you worry about your daughter?

No, not really.

She's a very capable woman.

Do you have a photo of her?

Not on this new phone, no.

I couldn't work out how to transfer the photos across.

Hopeless!

(soft chuckle) Come here to me.

♪ ♪ (switch clicks) (inhales) (seagulls squawking) LEILA: That letter must have taken you ages.

I know how much you hate writing.

So I was really touched.

Thanks.

And, listen, you know, about that guy...

I've seen him twice.

Mm-hmm.

But, well, um... twice is enough, shall we say?

He's a lovely bloke but, um... has breath issues... (silently laughing) Sorry!

(chuckling) I couldn't quite imagine kissing him.

Sorry!

(stifling laughter) You seem a lot calmer these days.

Do I?

Well, I am.

I've been seeing this therapist sort of a person.

It's helped me a lot, actually.

Really?

Yep.

And I've stopped drinking.

(chuckles) Makes a difference.

Jake, that's, um... wow, I'm really pleased for you.

Huh.

Thanks.

Yeah, it's...

I feel like, uh... Well, I mean, I know it's early days and I've got a long, long way to go but, uh... yeah, I do, I feel like a different man.

(both chuckling) ♪ ♪ (clears throat) (ringing) (ringing stops) ♪ ♪ (exhales) (phone vibrates, chiming) AUTOMATED VOICE (on phone): You have five new messages.

TONY (on phone): Natalie, pick up the phone.

You've gone quiet on me, what's going on?

Call me, will you?

Nats?

♪ ♪ MARY: Hello.

What's all this then?

Oh, just smartening the place up a bit for when the estate agents start showing people around.

First impressions are very important, aren't they?

They are.

It smartens your place up a bit too.

You're always doing things for us.

I thought I'd return the favor.

Well, that's very kind.

This must be... terribly stressful for you.

What?

Well, you've had the car destroyed, Vivien being ill, and the kids being so hard on you, feeling you're stealing their mum away... (chuckles) You mustn't mind what they think.

I don't, actually.

That's the spirit!

And don't worry about me because I can always get in round the front.

(seagulls squawking, objects rattling) (hammering more forcefully) ♪ ♪ (seagulls squawking, distant chatter) ♪ ♪ (tapping phone) (dialing out) Hi, Tony.

Hi.

(sighing): Look...

I know I haven't been a good mum to you recently.

I'm sorry.

But this, this new job has been hard.

(humorless chuckle) So was the last one.

Yeah.

Thing is, I...

I just, I really care about the job I do.

You know, it's taken me years to get where I am, and now, finally, I'm in a position when my experience can hopefully make these hospitals work better.

But... my job is not more important than you.

(sniffles) Darling, please come home.

(wind blowing, beach grass rustling) (seagulls squawking) What's going on, Nats?

It's the baby, isn't it?

What happened at the doctors?

I haven't been to the doctors.

Why not?

Because I'm, I'm not pregnant.

I was never pregnant.

I lied to you.

(exhales) I know, it's beyond the pale.

It's, it's horrendous.

You see, I, uh...

I came off the pill on New Year's day and I just thought I'd get pregnant straightaway and that you would finally leave Carla.

And I kept thinking that I was pregnant and just kept hoping I was really hard every month, but I wasn't.

Because, you see, five years is just a hell of a long time to live your life as if the most important thing in it-- you-- doesn't exist.

And... it made me crazy.

All the secrecy, and the sneaking around, and...

It made me the kind of person who lies to literally everyone.

(seagulls squawking) And I, I can't take it anymore.

I'm sorry, I love you, but I can't go on like this.

(quietly): I'm sorry.

(shuddering breaths) (waves crashing) (sewing machine rattling) (rattling continues) (rattling stops) ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (cell phone ringing) Hello?

JAKE (on phone): Hey, lady.

It couldn't have gone any better with Leila.

Good.

Good, um... that's wonderful.

Listen, I'm going to be finished soon.

Well, actually, I'm finished now so I can be with you in ten minutes?

You know what, um...

I've got a huge pile of work to get through for a meeting in the morning, so...

Uh, yeah, of course.

Oh yeah, absolutely, you're the boss.

You're the boss, yeah.

Uh... well, sleep well.

Okay, bye.

Okay.

(hangs up abruptly) (distant siren blaring) Have you heard from him?

Dad?

Yeah.

Yeah.

What did he say?

Just that he misses me and loves me and everything.

(soft chuckle) Did he say when he was coming back?

I would have mentioned it.

(doorbell rings) I'll get it.

Okay.

(door opens, closes) Jesus, Nats.

What's happened?

(crying): Can I talk to you?

I'm such an idiot!

Hey, come in.

♪ ♪ MARK (voiceover): We've an appointment with the solicitor.

Mr. and Mrs. Kinneally.

RECEPTIONIST: Please take a seat.

Not used to it yet.

Mrs. Kinneally.

Would you prefer to use your old name?

I don't mind.

Especially if it will keep your kids happy.

What do you mean, keep them happy?

Well, they're not exactly mad about the idea of me being your husband, are they?

Oh Mark, that's not necessarily... Mr. and Mrs. Kinneally?

I'm sorry to keep you, do come through.

LINEHAM (voiceover): And was your relationship with Stella Tisdale a close one?

No, she was just someone I knew from the gym.

She... came to a couple of my classes and I gave her a few PT sessions a week.

And would you say you were... friends?

Friends?

Mm... No, not really...

It was just a work thing.

STELLA: Well, it wasn't until I saw her old married name that I thought, "It's... it's your mum!"

JAKE (on phone): Jesus!

Well, what did they come in for?

Not their wills?

Look, I, I can't tell you.

That's, that's confidential.

She's given him the lot, hasn't she?

STELLA: I can't discuss this.

Um, the thing is, they brought in their papers and on his wife's death certificate, it says cause of death, overdose.

Self-administered.

Were you aware of that?

Uh... (no audio) no!

Dad!

Sorry.

STELLA: Well, that's what I thought.

If he hasn't told her that... His whole story could be a pack of lies!

STELLA: Well, let's hope not.

Look, Jake, you cannot, cannot tell them that you got this from me, okay?

Yes, Stella, I get you.

I get you.

(car approaching) No!

No!

Ugh!

No!

(tires squeal, honks horn) (groans) What are you doing?

GEORGE: Well, the whole thing has been a massive... wake-up call for me.

'Cause I feel like I've been sleepwalking through life the past few years.

(cell phone ringing) Sorry, sorry.

(continues ringing) Switching it off.

Sorry.

Go ahead, George.

I mean, what's the end goal?

A prosperous retirement?

I mean, what if... what if we don't live that long?

Or what if we do, but we've got nothing to say to each other?

Because quite frankly... (cell phone buzzing) although we're all living in the same house, we're not really... communicating.

Helen's always busy with work, Lily's got her own friends, in another year she's gone to university and I just feel, I just feel... numb.

It's all right, take your time.

And that day in the pub when I met that, uh... woman... (exhales) That was the first time in ages (cell phone buzzing) that I actually felt, you know... ...alive.

(cell phone buzzing) I'm really sorry but I'm...

I'm going to have to take this.

Literally two minutes!

(footsteps retreating) (door opens) What is it, is she okay?

(distant phone ringing, woman talking) What-- suicide?

How do you know?

Are you sure?

Look, I'm telling you, the more you dig around the worse it gets.

Jake, slow down for God's sake.

(footsteps approaching) Have you double checked this before we get all... George?

George!

♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (distant seagull squawking) ♪ ♪ (places bottle in first aid kit, zips up kit) (seagulls squawking) ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (waves crashing) (catching breath) (exhales) ♪ ♪ (waves crashing) ♪ ♪ George talks about communication, you know, but he's the one... (chuckling): he just clams up!

It's, it's like a passive-aggressive thing.

See?

Still nothing.

NATALIE: Mm.

You know I've had a crush on him for years.

(stops chopping) George?

What?

(laughing): No!

No, I don't mean in that way.

I just mean more like what he represented.

Like he's so lovely and kind and... solid.

And so committed to you.

I was jealous.

Bloody hell.

I knew you two were close, but I didn't realize-- (laughing) He told you about me and Tony, didn't he?

Oh well, you know, not really.

He just let it slip one day and I-- No, it's fine.

Look, it's as it should be, isn't it?

I mean, you're not supposed to keep secrets from each other in normal relationships, are you?

That's the whole... effing point.

(humorless chuckle) Sorry, it's the onions...

Here... Come here.

(sniffles) (crying): And just me always wanting what I can't have.

Oh, Nat... And me never appreciating what I've got.

Yeah, you idiot!

(doorbell rings) (groans) (doorbell rings repeatedly) All right, all right!

I'm coming, I'm coming!

Okay, this is dynamite.

We have to tell Mum.

Uh, what is it?

(seagulls squawking) (waves crashing) (taps glass) Oh, hello!

(chuckling) Oh Mary, I just wanted to say I would love you to join us for drinks on my birthday.

Hm?

I, I know I said it was only family, but of course you are family.

God, I don't know how I would have coped all these years without you, Mary.

So... you'll come?

Yes?

Of course, yes, thank you!

Great.

So, we'll see you then.

About 7:30?

7:30 it is!

♪ ♪ (breathes deeply) (inhales deeply) Well, you read it, then.

"Local doctor's name cleared at inquest.

"The inquest into the sudden death of Charlotte Kinneally, "wife of local surgeon Dr. Mark Kinneally, "was interrupted by a woman contesting the coroner's verdict."

What is this?

Well, it's from his local paper.

Uh, "Durham Evening Echo," 2013.

NATALIE: Well, where did you get it?

Well, a solicitor mate of mine found it online.

What solicitor mate?

What do you mean what solicitor?

What does it matter?

Just keep going.

"A Mrs. Clare Fitzgerald, "who claimed to be a friend of the deceased, "told the court that Charlotte Kinneally "had not been depressed before her death, "but had seemed perfectly happy and well.

"Mrs. Fitzgerald also stated that Dr. Kinneally "stood to benefit... ...financially from his wife's death."

Financially... wife's death.

What?

Oh Jesus...

So she's implying that he murdered his wife?

(footsteps ascending) There you are.

You've been ages.

I was beginning to get worried.

Oh no, I'm...

I'm all sweaty.

You haven't overdone it, have you?

No, I popped in on Mary, invited her for drinks on Friday.

Great... Oh, you know...

I'm going to miss this place.

The beach and everything.

End of an era.

Start of a new one, though.

Whole new life.

(soft chuckle) Maybe you should lie down for a bit, have a rest?

I just need a shower.

(laughing): I'm not an invalid!

Okay.

Okay, okay...

Sorry.

Sorry, sorry, don't listen to me.

I'm... (sighing): ...just a wave of nostalgia.

Okay.

There's no rush to sell.

Let's go to India and decide when we get back.

I'm going to make you a cold drink.

Something delicious.

(seagulls squawking) ♪ ♪ (chuckling) (muttering softly) ♪ ♪ (waves crashing, seagull squawking) (bubbles fizzing) ♪ ♪ (waves crashing) There you go.

♪ ♪ I'll leave you to have a few minutes on your own.

Thanks.

(exhales) (seagulls squawking) ♪ ♪ LINEHAM (voiceover): On the night of the incident, what was the mood of the evening?

JAKE (voiceover): Uh... good, good.

We were all there to make an effort for her.

NATALIE (voiceover): Welcome to the most awkward birthday drinks in the history of the world!

Yeah, it's not funny though, is it?

Have you been drinking?

Why?

Have you?

LINEHAM (voiceover): And there were no arguments or rows?

No, everyone was having a good time.

So here's to you, Vivien!

Yes, happy birthday to the best mum!

Happy birthday!

Thank you!

Here's to you, Viv.

LINEHAM (voiceover): And when it all went wrong, did you try to help the victim in any way?

Yeah, of course I tried.

Of course I tried.

It just happened really quickly and we were all in shock, weren't we?

What happened to your hand?

Uh...

I don't know.

I just...

I don't know, I didn't even know I'd done it.

I just, uh, must've banged it on something.

(grunts, glass shattering) (soft chuckle) ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ HELEN: We've been a bit worried about you.

About your health and Mark.

Can we really be certain that he's telling the truth?

If you've got something to say, say it to my face.

(stammering): Worried that... that he's...

Going to kill me?

As long as you believe him, that's all that matters.

Viv?

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