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? And it's from the old I travel to the new ?
? Keep me travelling along with you ?
Right, so which one's the oval?
- This one! - Iris, well done!
So which part are we going to do next?
- Petals! - The petals. That's right. Well done.
So, dab your sponge into the paint,
just like you did with the circle.
That's a very big petal you're doing there!
That's great, well done, Charlotte. That's very good!
Right, start finishing doing your petals
and we're going to move on to the next shape in a minute.
That's beautiful! Well done, Lola.
- Very good choice of colour. - Better? Yeah, it's just your hair.
So you're going to dunk your finger,
and then you're going to paint the stalk in a straight line
from your flower, all the way down to the bottom of your picture.
- A bit more on there. - Everyone, show me your hands.
- How mucky are your hands? - Very mucky!
Who's got the muckiest hands?
Me!
Now, what we're going to do,
is we're going to stay in these partners.
So when we go out on the street, I need you to remember
who your partner is.
That one is beautiful! Okay.
All right, let's go.
- Oh, hey, hey, hey! - Get back.
Get back, please! Who's your partner?
Get with your partner!
We're gonna say hello to everybody. Give them a wave!
Go back down there, left, left again.
Right, everyone up by the side of the fence here.
Straight down, this is where we're going to see the bikes.
There we go!
Keep going down. Keep going down.
Straight down! Straight down.
- Let's see if we can see the bikes. - Hi, Dad!
- Hey! - Right behind the barriers.
Come in!
Nearly time, Tom.
ETA one minute.
Copy. You get that, Taylor?
ETA one minute. Copy that.
One minute, everyone!
Was that it?
Uh... Yeah, I think that's it.
Is that right?
One, two, three...
Here you go.
Do you know how many points that is?
Oh, for God's sake. Have it, woman.
Give it to me after the weigh-in.
Fine. I'm going to save it for you.
But I don't even know why you are still going,
'cause you look great.
Any excuse to get out the house.
Even if it does involve a talk on complex carbs.
- Isn't wine a complex carb? - Mm.
Oh, no. No. No, don't tempt me.
How are you feeling?
Yeah, I'm just a bit bored of it all, to be honest.
But the embryos go back in next week, so...
It'll be worth it this time.
It will.
I have a good feeling.
What are they doing?
What dickheads!
They shouldn't be allowed near fire.
- Cheers. - Cheers.
_
Look at Tom!
They're at it again.
Last weekend, I had them.
- The weekend before that... - Just tell her to fuck off.
- I'll tell her if you want. - No. Don't. Don't!
- It's two hours. - No, it's not!
- What?! - It's every fucking time!
It's not every fucking time!
- Hiya. - Hiya.
Sandra wants us to have the boys Sunday.
Oh.
Just for a few hours.
Yeah. I don't mind. Just bring them round whenever.
Thank you, Jess.
See? That's how it's done.
I don't mind, Steve. I don't mind.
- I know, but she... - Here we go!
Spin!
Ready? Spin!
All right, boys.
Very, very good. Well done!
Daddy. Daddy!
Daddy!
Oh, mate, what's happened?
He burnt his arm. He was poking the fire.
Aw, come here! Let's go and sit down.
Well done!
You have been such a brave boy.
- Hasn't he been a brave boy, Iris, eh? - You have it.
Aw-w-w!
- What do you say? - Thank you.
You're a lovely girl.
What you going to call it?
Bradley.
- Bottle of white wine. - What kind?
That's it. Literally any old crappy stuff.
Shove the lamb on a rack, couple of carrots,
- couple of onions... - Celery!
Celery. Yeah.
- Shove it in the oven. That's it. - Sounds amazing.
- Yeah. - It is. It's really amazing.
What time do you want us?
7.30?
- Okay. - Yeah. Perfect.
Don't let me drink.
Jess, as your GP, one drink won't do you any harm.
- You see? This man knows. - Yes.
- See you, mate. - Night, mate.
- Night, darling. - Bye, boys!
Night, girls!
- Sleep well. - Night, Kate.
- Night-night. - Night, Steve. You sleep well.
You too.
- Night, girls! - Bye!
Come on!
Nigh-night!
- Goodnight! - Night.
That was lovely, wasn't it?
Perfect.
I really don't give a shit, Steve.
I know you don't, but... Bodhi!
...she takes the piss. It's almost every weekend.
I know. I know she takes the piss.
But it doesn't matter.
You know, I'll just take them to the park or something.
You're too good.
I just can't be arsed with the arguing.
Dad. Jess.
Dad, Jess!
There's a burglar.
It's your go.
Come on.
Let's go.
- Oh, fuck! - Jesus!
- Steve! Kate! - Kate!
Fuck!
Kate!
Lynn, have you seen them?
- I think they're still in there. - Iris! Emily!
- Kate! - Charlotte!
Kate!
Tom!
Help me with the ladder.
You need to hurry up.
Steve! Steve!
Tom! Kate!
Wait a minute, Steve.
Come on! Give it here.
- Iris! Kate! - Careful.
- Kate! - Kate!
- It's all right. - Charlotte!
- Hold the ladder! - Steve, I'm coming up.
- Jess, where's the kids? - I don't know.
- Where's the kids? - They're not answering!
Girls!
- Kate! - Tom! Kate!
There's people in there!
Kate!
Steve! Here! Come over here!
Bring her up, bring her up. Steve!
Kate!
Steve!
I don't know. They're not answering.
- No-one's answering. - Charlotte!
Charlotte!
Kate!
Tom!
Girls!
Kate!
Here. Lie her on this.
There we go, that's it.
- All right, Kate. - Is she breathing?
Mark? Is she breathing?
- Kate. Kate! - Get her head back. Get her head back.
Like this?
See if you can hear her breathing.
No, I can't hear her.
Okay, okay, you're doing the right thing.
Tom!
Charlotte!
- What about the girls, Steve? - All right.
- Okay, Jess. - Did you see the girls?
Could you come round here, please?
- Keep pressing like I'm doing. - What do you mean?
Get to it!
The kids, where are the kids, Steve?
Steve, did you see the girls?
Did you see the girls?
Come on, Kate!
Oh, wait up.
- Last one there is a rotten egg. - Right...
- Mum. - Yes, love?
Did you bring the candles?
I put them in and I'm sure of it.
Mummy and Nana Ruth made a cake with sparkles on it.
And you can eat the sparkles.
You can eat the sparkles?!
Well, isn't that lovely?
How are you, Mum?
- We couldn't have gone bowling? - Charlotte's choice.
You don't argue with a five-year-old, do you? Eh?
Iris, wait!
Iris, wait for us.
How did that get in?
- Oh! - Go, Elliot, get in.
- Score now. - That's not fair!
If your mother says one word...
She's not going to say anything. Not with me here.
She can't help herself. It's like Tourette's.
- Just ignore her. - I can take her out if you want.
Suplex. Frog splash. Get her in a headlock.
Come on.
Ya!
Pull over.
Pull over!
- I tried to help. - I know you did.
- I tried to get them out, didn't I? - I know you did. Breathe.
- Didn't I? - Look at me.
How are we going to tell the boys?
Were all the bodies found inside the house?
Yeah, why?
Pine needles...
in Emily's pyjamas...
in her feet.
And look at this.
See here?
They've all been injected with something.
Any idea what?
Toxicology are getting back to us as soon as they can.
Might be time to give the Glasgow boys a call.
Aye.
Everything that lives...
has its time on this planet.
All the animals...
all the flowers...
all the people.
Ready?
Yeah.
We all have time...
to do the things we like doing, like...
laughing,
and dancing,
and playing with our friends.
Most people get lots and lots of time...
Why don't you get a seat in there and I'll...
I'll go and fetch her?
...and they live to be very old.
But, sometimes...
...people only get a little bit of time.
Last night something very sad happened.
And I know it's very hard...
to understand.
Charlotte...
and Iris and Emily...
may not be with us any more...
but they're all together with their mummy now.
Let's take a moment to remember our wonderful friends, shall we?
Let's remember them happy...
and playing together.
And we hope that Dr Kendrick gets better very soon.
One origin, do you think?
The kitchen, by the looks of it.
What sort of timeframe are we looking at?
Kate made a call to Carol, her mother-in-law, at 11:23.
Carol couldn't hear anyone on the line, so she hung up.
The first emergency call was 15 minutes later.
This was padlocked?
Yeah.
From the outside.
Christ.
- Go on, then. - Hurry up.
Just one thing to share, okay?
Just eat it quietly.
- I've got it. - All right, Elliot?
I'll open it.
Hi.
Oh, Jess...
Oh...
Hi, Carol.
How is he?
Maybe it would be best if he just went.
Come on.
You don't mean that.
She was on antidepressants?
A dose of 10mg.
Ah... which you'd just dropped?
Down from 20, yes.
She had a hard time after Charlotte was born.
The birth was traumatic,
but she was feeling much better in herself, so...
Was it depression?
Or anxiety?
A combination.
She was feeling much better in herself.
- You not enjoying the film? - It's for babies.
- Why don't you go upstairs and watch... - No.
- Play with your computer, then. - What's the point?
- It's not even interesting. - Go play upstairs with your computer.
Are you hungry? Go get a wee bit of chocolate.
Elliot asked if he was gonna die too.
You didn't tell me that.
Yes, I did.
What did you say?
Oh, I don't know, just some crap about how,
- you know, we'd always keep him safe. - When?
- When did you tell me that? - This morning.
It just felt kind of, like, hollow, you know?
Like, "Your friends are dead, there's a psycho out there,
"but, hey, everything's gonna be fine."
There's not a psycho out there.
Four people have been murdered, Simon.
- I think we can be pretty sure. - No, what I'm saying is...
- It must be a stranger. - Let's not speculate.
They were asking about Kate's medical history.
Mark.
Well, it's not a massive secret, is it?
After Charlotte, you mean?
It was hard for her, wasn't it? Poor thing.
It happens, believe me. It's hormones.
It has to be random.
- It's not random. - Simon.
It's not fucking random. It's not a stranger...
- Okay. You're drunk. - It's Tom.
Jesus.
Simon...
I'll just go and check on the kids.
And you're sure it's all right for Molly to stay?
Yeah. God, yeah. I'll just drop her back tomorrow. It'll be fine.
- I'm so sorry. - It's fine.
Go easy on him.
- Bye. - Bye.
- Bye, Simon. - You all right?
- Bye. - Bye.
- Thanks, darling. - Text me when you get back, yeah?
- I will. Cheers. - Okay.
- Night-night. - Night. Bye.
Ow.
Do they think it's Kate?
I know. Sorry.
It'll be a stranger.
It's not Kate.
- Charlotte! - Let me see. She's fine, she's fine.
- Nana, Charlotte's fallen down! - Oh, gosh! Did she...
- Oh, darling. - She's fine.
Why was she on her own?
You're just a wee bit soggy, aren't you, darling?
- We weren't far away. - All right.
- Why wasn't somebody with her? - She's fine.
- Someone should've been with her. - Oh, fuck off, Carol!
- Grandad! Charlotte's hurt. - It's all right.
- No harm done. - Charlotte's hurt herself.
Just a wee fall, she's fine.
El, El, El.
- I'm just checking if she's okay. - What's wrong with Mum?
Jesus, she was trying to help.
- What? - Nothing.
Can we not have a nice time, just for one day?
Always have to be about you?
Fine. Go, if you're gonna be like this.
- Take the kids. - Fine!
Come on, don't be a prick. Kate!
Kate.
She okay?
She does my head in when she's like this.
- I'll go. - Are you sure?
- Not really. - Thank you.
Kate, I'll come with you.
- Come on. Come on, kids. - Bye.
Come on, girls.
- It's Charlotte's birthday. - Leave the girls.
- Steve, we're going back. - But I don't want to go.
We're just gonna get in the car, okay?
Did it hurt them, the fire?
No. They were all asleep.
It really, really hurt when I touched it.
They were asleep, baby.
They were all fast asleep.
Stevo!
- You lot all right? - Yeah.
You see the bodies?
What they look like? Resident Evil?
Stay off the nox for one night, eh, Dylan?
Stop it!
Nice work on the padlock, Steve.
And this... Yeah, this one's for you.
Thank you.
Try again.
Aw, bad bounce.
Dad!
Okay, ready? Go.
Arrrgh!
Hey, Doc! What are you doing?
Is this your patient?
Yes. Patient Iris.
- What's wrong, Iris? - I hurt my leg at football, again.
Oh. I think the doctor's gonna take care of you, don't worry.
Oh, smoking a spliff on a school night?!
- Ooh. - Is that on?
No.
It is, you bastard. Turn it off!
Turn it off!
_
Sergeant Campbell speaking.
No, it's mine!
- Mummy! - It's what they do, mother-in-laws.
You know, it's why they're here.
You know, to make you feel bad.
- Iris, it's Charlotte's go. - But she had it before.
- I don't care! Give it to her. - No!
Mummy...
I mean, why do you care what she thinks, anyway?
I mean, it's Tom that matters.
- And he fricking adores you. - It's mine!
- Is that right? - But Iris, I'm really bored.
- I don't care. Wait. - Mummy!
Just give it to her! Give it to her now!
Hi.
You gave us such a fright.
What did she do?
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