♪♪
-...wildcat once played
an important
ecological role in
the countryside,
the Devonshire Nature Trust
is looking to recruit...
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
[ Door creaks ]
-Laura?
Laura?
[ Indistinct broadcast
on television ]
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
-♪ One morning
in the month of June ♪
♪ Down a rolling river ♪
♪ There a weary traveler
chanced to stray ♪
♪ And he beheld his lover ♪
♪ Her cheeks were red,
her eyes were brown ♪
♪ Her hair in ringlets
hanging down ♪
♪ She'd a lovely face
without a frown ♪
♪ Just as the tide
was flowing ♪
♪♪
[ Somber music ]
♪♪
-♪ Wanderers this morning
came by ♪
♪ Where do they go? ♪
♪ Graceful in
the morning light ♪
♪ To banner fair ♪
-Morning.
-♪ To follow you softly ♪
♪ In the cold mountain air ♪
♪ Through the forest,
down your grave ♪
♪ Where the birds wait
and the tall grasses wave ♪
♪ They do not know
you anymore ♪
-Oh!
-[ Exhales ]
Sorry.
I'll --
-Yeah, no.
-I left you to sleep.
-I need to get to the cafe,
check on things.
-Um...
-Open house night.
Drinks and canapes.
-Yes, I forgot. Sorry.
-To get word out
that we open tomorrow.
-Right.
I went for a walk.
I d--
[ Mobile ringing ]
Hello, Esther.
Um. No, no,
I can meet you there.
Will you
text me the address?
Okay. Okay, bye.
Work.
I could put it off.
-Why?
-I just thought...
It's been over a week.
Maybe we could talk.
If you want to.
And if you wanted to --
-Can we just not do this?
Not now.
♪♪
♪♪
[ Door opens, closes ]
♪♪
-Yeah. All right, then.
You do that,
I'll do the same.
Yeah, all right.
Good. Yeah.
Thank you, Margo.
-All right, what have we got?
-Laura and Matthew Colbert
and their two children --
Arlo, who's five,
and three year old Cora,
seem to have disappeared.
-Disappeared? As in...
-As in disappeared.
-Right.
-Neighbor Dorothy Trowman came
this morning just after 8:30
to pick up Laura Colbert
to take her into town shopping
and found the house like this.
I've left everything
exactly as it was found.
TV on, meals at the dining
table half eaten,
seemingly abandoned;
lights left on, doors unlocked.
The oven was on,
there's even an apple
pie waiting to be put in;
car's in the drive.
-Nearest house.
-Three miles.
-Mary Celeste.
-Wasn't that a ship?
-Found off the Azores
in 1822
in perfect working order,
but all the crew had
simply disappeared.
Meals left half eaten
just like this.
-Are you suggesting
there might be a link, Sir?
-One that would be tenuous
at best.
Have we checked with
family and friends?
-The only family I found
is Mr. Colbert's elderly mother.
She's in sheltered housing
in Barbican.
She last saw her son
two days ago.
The children were
due at school,
and Mr. Colbert
due at work this morning.
None of them arrived.
Her birthday maybe?
-No cards.
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
-They can't have just vanished
into thin air.
Mrs. Trowman said
they would never have left
the place like this,
everything on.
And Laura
would always be on time.
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
-I wonder what this is for.
♪♪
No shed...
-Have no idea.
But as all the doors
were left unlocked,
I'm not entirely
sure it's relevant.
-Yes.
-Oh, wait, I forgot.
I bought you this.
-Oh, I usually just --
-Scribble on random
bits of paper.
It makes my teeth itch.
♪♪
-Mobile phones?
-We've tried and calling
both numbers,
they go straight to voicemail;
I've asked for call logs
from the service providers.
-What happened here?
How does and entire family
simply vanish?
This neighbor?
-Mrs. Trowman.
[ Hens clucking ]
-Uh, Mrs. Trowman?
Detective Inspector Goodman.
-Well, this is a waste of time.
-Is it?
-I told her what I saw.
I watched her write it down.
-Yes. I just wanted
to talk to you myself.
-Why?
Can't you read or write?
-Oh, no. Yes, I can.
I just like to hear it
first hand, as it were.
-You're new, aren't you?
-Yes. Yes, I am.
-Thought you're a bit weird.
-So you were friends
with Laura Colbert?
-Well, it depends what
you mean by friends.
-You were going
shopping together.
-Car sharing to buy groceries
doesn't make us Ant and Dec.
-[ Screams ]
-Oh, for God's sake, man,
they won't hurt you!
-No. Yes.
And where was the last time
you saw the Colbert family?
-The weekend -- they brought
the children over
to see the baby goats.
-[ Screams, groans ]
-[ Chuckling ]
-It bit me.
And, um...
And, um...
And you've no idea
where they might be right now?
-Well, I didn't say that.
Well, didn't she tell you?
-A passing vagrant,
probably from London,
broke in, m*rder*d them
all in their beds
and buried their bodies
in nearby woodland.
-She watches
a lot of true crime.
-You wonder
how she sleeps at night.
You must have seen
a man's leg before.
-It's blood.
Makes me feel queasy.
Not mine, just other people's.
-Sorry.
Just a scratch.
All done.
-If the car
is still in the drive,
then they left the
house on foot and
someone must have seen 'em.
I've asked Margo
to check taxi drivers,
delivery drivers,
nearby properties,
anyone who might have been
on this road last night.
-Although they may not
have used the road.
Ask Kelby to pull out all maps
of nearby footpaths
and bridleways.
-Will do.
-Thank you.
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
-But even if you can paint it
in time,
it'll never be dry
by this evening.
-So when you said come and lend
your support,
is this what you had in mind?
-I'm being pragmatic, darling.
-Well, don't!
It's not helping.
Besides which, I'm
not painting.
-Ooh! Now, you asked me
to invite
half of Shipton Abbott --
I have a right to be anxious.
Besides, being anxious
is also how you feel
when you're
excluded from things --
you tend to fear the worst.
-What?
-Is Humphrey having an affair?
Like, I -- you two have been
creeping around for days!
And I'm not stupid.
I know something's going on
between you two.
If it's not that...
What is it?
[ Bell tolling ]
-I just need to speak
to Mr. Bromley
when he's up to it,
if that's all right.
And I've got his phone and stuff
we found from the scene,
so I can bring that
into the hospital.
How's your mum?
Say hello to her for me.
And if she's making any more
of them apple cakes,
don't forget me.
Okay. Thanks, Lucy.
-No, luck?
-She's making a batch
on the weekend.
-And Christopher Bromley?
-Oh, uh,
the hit-and-run broke.
He's still in A&E.
They're doing more scans.
She's going to call me
when he's done.
-You found 'em?
-Nope.
How are you getting on
with the family and friends?
-Reports on your desk.
-Headlines?
-Well, that was a load of typing
for nothing.
No family close by
apart from
Matthew Colbert's mum.
They moved to Shipton
about eight years ago.
He plays five a side football
for The Weary Friar pub,
where Laura Colbert
used to work as a barmaid.
She still covers the odd shift
if they're short.
Oi!
-Thank you.
-Anything else come in?
-Hit-and-run
on the Raleigh Estate.
-Bad?
-As opposed to one of those
good hit and runs, you mean?
-Oh, yes. Good point.
-Victim is Christopher Bromley,
a 35 year old
financial consultant.
He's been in A&E overnight,
but he's got
a suspected leg fracture,
broken wrist,
a few bumps and bruises.
-Driver of the car?
-We got witnesses saying that
they heard the screech of
tires and collision,
but no one actually
saw anything.
I found broken plastic
at the scene.
Looks like one of the headlights
was smashed in.
-Okay. Let me know
if you need anything.
Have we got the details
from Mr. Colbert's employer?
-Why?
-Well, I quite like
to talk to him.
-What for?
-I'm a detective.
-Well, he won't know anything.
He's mad as
a barbed wire badger.
[ Scoffs ]
♪♪
Mm.
♪♪
-Thank you. Can we try the PNC,
see if we have anything
at all on file
concerning our missing family?
Domestic neighbor disputes,
criminal records,
anything we can find.
A family of four simply vanish
midway through
their evening meal
without taking their car.
The question is, did they leave
of their own accord?
Were they taken
against their will?
-You went through
all that without telling me?
-Without telling anyone.
-I'm not sure that
makes it any better.
-We -- I -- just couldn't cope
with the daily IVF updates.
"Has it worked yet?"
"How are you feeling?"
"Are you pregnant?"
And then I had to deal with
Humphrey's endless optimism
that every time we did it,
this was the one.
And then every time the look
on his face when it wasn't.
-You poor darling.
I can't begin to imagine
how that must have felt.
And I wish
I'd been there for you.
-Well, you couldn't have
done anything.
Just this stupid body of mine.
-Will you try again?
-I don't know.
-But you do want children.
-I want to make Humphrey a dad!
And you a grandma --
-That's not what I asked.
♪♪
-So...
How's life at the in-laws'?
-Oh, fine...
Mostly.
-I'm surprised Martha
isn't pulling her hair out.
Must feel like a step
backwards for her,
moving back in with her mum.
-I never really thought
of it like that.
-Yeah, of course you didn't --
you're a man.
-Marvelous Harris?
-Yes, I am.
Unless I owe you money --
then I'm Robert Johnson.
-That's quite a name,
"Marvelous."
I'm Detective Inspector Goodman.
This is DS Williams.
-You're the new fellow
at Shipton Station
everyone's talking about,
are you?
-Yes. Yes, I am --
uh, so what are they saying?
-A bit odd.
So you work wit' Margo Martin?
-Yes, we do.
-In that case, I confess.
Take me in.
-Confess What?
-Anything you like,
as long as Margo frisks me
when I get there.
♪♪
-You --
You know Margo?
-Know 'er? I've been lusting
after her nigh on 60 years,
ever since she showed me
her knickers in the Wendy house
at St. Vincent's
when we were seven.
Oi, Picasso!
Keep it below the waterline,
ya gurt noodle.
Last I looked, barnacles were
under the water,
not swimming on the top.
Always thought I'd marry her,
but Jamie Martins b*at me to it.
Broke my heart.
Night they got married,
I sat in the old snug
at Kitty J's
listening to "One Man Band"
on the jukebox.
-Leo Sayer.
-Sang it dressed
as a clown, he did.
Maybe that was just in my head.
-Right. Well, we'll pass
on your regards to Margo.
Now, can we ask you
about Matthew Colbert?
-You had any news?
-No, not yet.
Was he at work yesterday?
-Yeah.
Finished off a refit
on the Mighty Flynn.
Got his bonus,
went home happy as Larry.
-And while he was here,
he didn't seem preoccupied,
worried about anything?
-Not that I noticed.
-And is it unlike him
to take a day off work
without telling you?
-Matty's a good lad.
Never late,
not afraid of hard work.
Lives for his family.
Even looks after his old mum,
too, he does.
If he could've called me,
let me know,
he would have done.
Something's wrong.
-Sir?
-Hmm?
-Is there anything else?
-N-no, I don't think so.
-Beauty, ain't she?
Came in last week.
Needs a lick of paint
and a bit of a refit inside.
But she's solid enough, though.
-Can I?
-You be my guest.
♪♪
♪♪
-Five minutes!
-Just be a bit careful,
you know?
♪♪
-I heard there's a new bloke
up there -- from London.
-That's right.
-[Laughs] God help us all.
-Ah, he's all right,
as it goes.
For a grockle.
-[ Laughs ]
What's that?
-It was a headlight.
-Why ya showin' it to me?
-I thought you could tell me
what make o' car it came from.
There's been a hit and run.
-Are you going up
the doctor's later?
That's a pee sample I did,
half hour ago.
Me working out what car them
bits of glass came from
is a bit like givin' that
to the hospital
and askin' what my
shoe size is.
To work out what car
it came from,
you'd have to see
the shape it was.
Not much shape there, is there?
-We know it's a worrying time
for you,
but we're doing
everything we can.
-I just can't think
what's happened!
And what about those
little 'uns?
-Is there anything
that might help us?
Problems within the family?
Money worries?
Issues between
Matthew and Laura?
-No!
Nothing like that.
Oh, don't get me wrong,
they don't have much.
But Matthew dotes on Laura
and the kids.
-Is there anything
that's happened recently?
Circumstances changed
in any way?
-Not that I can think of.
-Ah-ah-ah.
Um, you last saw Matthew
two days ago, is that right?
-After he finished work,
he brought me
in some fish and chips.
-And he seemed okay to you?
-Fine!
He didn't stay long.
He wanted to get home,
see the children
before they went to bed.
-And the last time you saw
him before that?
-The weekend, I had a fall.
They came out to check
I was all right.
-Oh, dear.
-Next door's cat.
I let it in sometimes.
Stupid thing got under my feet.
I went flyin'.
-Can you -- can you --
can you think of
where they might go --
anywhere at all?
-I know my Matthew...
There's nowhere he'd go
without telling me.
-Okay. Well, I think that's all
for now, Mrs. Colbert,
we'll let you know
as soon as we hear anything.
But for now,
we'll leave you in peace.
-Finish your cake first.
-Oh...
I believe her when she said that
Matthew wouldn't go anywhere
without telling her.
-Yes, I agree.
Two children
out there somewhere,
and we've no way of knowing
if they're safe.
So I think we need to escalate
this -- call HQ,
let's get people out looking.
[ Mobile ringing ]
Hello?
Uh, no, we're out and about.
What?
Oh, uh, 10 minutes.
Okay. Okay, love you.
Bye-bye.
Esther?
Could you drop me off?
Need to pop in
and see Martha.
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
-There she is, the most
beautiful restaurateur
in Shipton Abbott.
-The bank have refused
my overdraft.
-I thought they said
it was a formality.
-It's because our savings have
dropped so drastically,
it's thrown their risk
assessment out or something.
-They haven't dropped
that much.
-23,000, three rounds of IVF,
moving here.
Without the overdraft
I can't pay the contractors.
I think I need
to use the house deposit.
-Ah.
-You bought a boat?
-A houseboat.
-It's still a boat.
-It's our new home.
It's our own space.
Still be close to your mum.
Don't worry, it moves.
-Well, was I asleep or drunk?
-Sorry?
-When we discussed it.
-Well, we didn't,
not exactly.
-Define "not exactly."
-We didn't.
Think about it, though.
It's...
It's our new home,
out in the fresh air,
on the water.
It'll be the most amazing.
...and yet worst decision
of my life.
♪♪
I-I'll send it back.
It was a stupid idea.
-Yes, it was.
But it's also very beautiful.
Very...
you.
-Us. Us.
-Ugh -- let me talk
to the bank again.
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
-Colberts have been missing
all night.
Spread out,
be looking for any traces.
[ Helicopter whirring ]
-Anything new come in?
-HQ have been on,
moaning about how much manpower
we're using.
-Oh.
-And I checked the PNC
like the inspector asked,
nothing from
any of the Colbert family,
not even a parking ticket.
-Okay.
What are you doing?
-I'm trying to glue this
headlight back together.
-Why?
-I need to know
what shape it was
so I know what make of car
it came from.
-But if the hit and run car
was damaged,
what about garages,
body repair shops?
-I tried them all. Nothing.
This is my last chance.
-All right. What about
the victim, Chris Bromley?
Do we know anything else
about him?
-One of the neighbors said
that they heard an argument
between him and his wife,
which is why he might not have
been looking where he was going.
-Ah, the course of true love.
Talking of which,
we had an interesting
conversation
with Mr. Harris, Margo.
Sounds like he's holding
a bit of a candle for you.
And something about
the Wendy house
at St. Vincent's?
-He's not right in the 'ead.
Never 'as been.
-Anything
from the search teams?
-Nothing yet,
but HQ have been on/
-Oh?
-Five search teams
covered a three-mile radius
of countryside
around the Colbert house,
including all footpaths
and bridleways,
but found nothing.
Chief Superintendent Woods
called to ask
if we know how much
a helicopter costs.
-Charlie Woods
is a bit of a stickler.
Doesn't like smaller stations
using divisional resources.
-We've got two missing children
out there somewhere.
Any sign of those phone records
for Matthew and Laura?
-Uh, still waiting
on the network provider, Sir.
-Oh, hello.
It's Martha Lloyd again.
Is Mr. Gissing out
to his meeting yet?
It is rather urgent.
No, I understand.
Okay. Yes.
That would be great.
Thank you.
♪♪
-Hello, stranger.
♪♪
♪♪
-Yay! What have you got there,
baby girl?
-Sand castle!
-Sand castle!
I love sand castles.
[ Laughter ]
♪♪
Rubbish!
Here we are...
♪♪
Show me, show me, show me.
-Right, let's go,
go, go!
♪♪
Ready, three, two, one!
♪♪
-Yesterday evening,
Matthew Colbert returned home
from work and the family
sat down together,
as they usually did,
to eat their evening meal.
At some point, Matthew even
presented his wife with a gift,
a necklace.
And yet,
before they finished eating,
all four of them
got up from the table,
left the house and disappeared
without a trace.
No signs of a struggle,
no notes left behind,
and haven't contacted
anyone since.
Questions. Questions.
How did they leave the house:
on foot or by car?
If on foot,
why did no one see them?
If by car, then whose car?
There's is still at the house.
If they did leave
of their own free will,
why would Mr. Colbert
not contact his employer
or his elderly mother, who he
knows relies heavily upon him?
Why would Mrs. Colbert
not inform the school
that the children
wouldn't be in?
-It can't be kidnap,
they're not rich.
-We must be missing something.
♪♪
This is amazing!
All my notes...
in the order I made them.
-I know, right?
-It's a revelation.
-Welcome to 21st century
policing.
-[ Chuckles ]
[ Sighs ]
We must be missing something.
At the house.
-You want to go back?
-Do you mind?
-It's not like we're knee deep
in other leads.
-I just...
need to make a couple
of stops on the way.
-That's great, thank you.
Humphrey!
What are you doing here?
-My fiancee works here.
So I bring good news.
I went to see Marvelous.
-Marvelous?
-Marvelous Harris.
The local boatbuilder.
You'll love him.
Mad as a box of rocks.
Anyway, he's agreed
to take the boat back.
-Oh!
-I thought you'd be pleased.
-You love that boat.
I could tell.
-But I love you more.
And I know how important
this is for you.
-Well, that's the thing,
you see, when I got back,
the owner of the local vineyard
that I'll be
buying my wine from
came in to say hello, and it
turns out he's an old friend.
-That's amazing!
-Isn't it?
-Anyway, we got chatting and I
was complaining about the bank.
And then Archie...
that's his name.
-Uh, the friend.
-Yeah.
Well, Archie
suggested a solution,
which means you won't have
to sell the boat after all.
Yay!
-Well, what kind of solution?
-He supplies all my wine
as well as
locally sourced cheese
from the shop
in his vineyard at cost --
and a bit of cash --
and becomes a junior partner
in the café.
-Partner?
-Junior.
I doubt he'll even need
to be here much, if at all.
-Oh, that's great.
Let someone else
take on some of the worry.
Ease the pressure bit.
Yes. Yes.
-Ah, Archie, we were
just talking about you.
-Good, I hope.
-Humphrey,
this is Archie Hughes.
-So, you're the lucky man.
-Yes, I am.
Oh, wow, that's quite a grip.
-Oh, sorry.
-I may never play
the accordion again.
-He's never
played the accordion.
-Yes.
-So, uh, howdy, partner.
-She's told you that?
-Yes.
Yes, I think
it's a wonderful idea.
Yeah, our problem shared,
two heads and all that.
-Well, I'll only be a small cog
in the wheel,
but it seemed like too good
an opportunity to miss.
-Right. Well, best get on.
-So, were you two
at school together?
-Oh, heavens, no.
So, anyway, lots to do.
I've got people
arriving in two hours.
-How do you know each other?
-Family friends.
-We were engaged.
-Our parents are friends,
which is...
how we met and...
got engaged.
Didn't I say that?
-No.
-It was a very long time ago.
-Very long.
-Yeah.
-A lifetime.
-Can hardly remember.
-[ Stammers ]
Well, look, this, uh..
l-lovely.
Uh...
Oh, well, I'm actually working.
I'm just on my way
to do an interview with a, um,
a house.
Sorry, I better dash.
Well, it was great
to meet you, uh, Archie.
-Absolutely.
-And, uh, yeah. Yeah.
Oh, well, congratulations.
Uh...
Yes, bye!
-Um, can't you stay?
Have a coffee or something?
-No, no. You've got lots to do.
I-I'll see you
at the drinks party later.
-7:00 sharp.
Don't be late.
-I won't.
-Love you.
-I love you.
-Well, he seems lovely.
-It doesn't make sense.
What would possess someone
to just get up
and leave halfway
through their evening meal?
Something happened to Laura
and Archie Colbert last night,
but what?
-Matthew.
-Hmm?
-You said Laura and Archie.
-Did I?
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
-Margo, do we have
a magnifying glass anywhere?
-No.
The station used to have one,
but we left it somewhere --
like the 1890s.
-Ah.
-Have you tried your phone?
-No, no, no. I've got a picture.
I just need to see it better.
-It'll have a magnifier app.
-Will it?
-Yeah!
-So it has!
That's extraordinary!
-[ Groans ]
What is that?
"Mum's"?
-Keys to his mum's
sheltered housing?
-Yes. To have somewhere in hand
in case they needed it
in an emergency.
-Didn't his mum say that Matty
was there at the weekend
because she had a fall?
Maybe he just didn't
put 'em back.
-How does that help us?
-I-it doesn't.
♪♪
[ Ringtone plays ]
Hi, Kelby.
♪♪
-So, I put the headlight
from the hit-and-run car
together.
-What, you actually did?
-It was imperfect,
to be honest.
Didn't even look
like a headlight.
But I did enough to
see some markings.
Those markings showed that
it belonged to a Kia Sportage.
-That's amazing work, Kelby,
well done.
-Thank you, sir.
-And?
-And it's not that common.
So, I tracked down
only eight registered vehicles
to addresses
in a five-mile radius.
Seven I've accounted for;
the last owner can't account for
the car's whereabouts
because he lent it
to a mate of his.
-Yes, this is all very good,
Kelby,
but I'm not sure
I'm following why we're here.
-Guess who the mate was.
-You lent Matthew Colbert
your car?
-There's no law
against that, is there?
Me and Matty
play footie together.
Pub five-a-side.
Anyway, said he was waiting for
a part for his old heap
and was stuck without a motor
to get to work,
so I lent him mine.
Actually, we were
doing each other a favor --
little bit of a
dodgy handbrake,
said he'd take a look at it
for me.
-Have you heard from him
since he took the car?
-No.
I said he could have it
till the end of the week.
What's all this about?
♪♪
-I thought he'd moved away
with Sally and James.
-He moved back last year,
apparently.
Now he owns
three vineyards.
-Rich and ridiculously
handsome.
Can't imagine
what you saw in him.
-It's purely
a business arrangement.
-Of course! And you said that
Humphrey's fine with it.
-Well, why wouldn't he be?
-Hey.
-I honestly can't imagine.
-Is this for outside?
-Oh, yes, please.
Oh! Oh! Hey.
I've got balloons for it.
-Okay.
♪♪
-Now we have
the car registration.
See if HQ have access to ANPR
units, check those too.
Okay. Thank you. Bye, Margo.
We're on our way back now.
♪♪
-Exactly as I remember you.
-What?
-All about the detail.
-Oh, if a job's worth doing.
-It wasn't a criticism.
-I should hope not,
Mister "Can't it wait
until the morning?"
-Ouch! Though I'm not
quite that guy anymore.
-Really?
-Yeah. Maybe I was listening
more than you thought.
♪♪
-Ooh, he's cute!
Who's he?
-Martha's business partner.
-Seven balloons,
yellow and white.
-Do you want to stop?
-No, let's find this car.
♪♪
-Yep. Got them.
I'll print them up.
Thanks, Kate!
-Anything?
-No. We've got everyone looking
and IT have gone through CCTV.
But the phone providers
have finally come through
with call logs
for their mobile phones.
-After I threatened them
with a warrant.
[ Telephone ringing ]
-Well done, team.
-All right, nothing after
-Hello, Shipton Abbott --
-What about her?
-Yes! My hit-and-run guy!
Chris Bromley's gone up
on the ward!
-Oh, one call here. 6:49-6:53.
-Around the time we think they
sat down for their evening meal.
What's the number?
-07700-960-721.
-960 --
-721.
-I'll take Bromley his stuff.
[ Mobile ringing ]
♪♪
[ Ringing continues ]
Whose phone is that?
-She said she was going
to leave him.
Last night.
We agreed, we --
Planned it for weeks.
-You and Laura Colbert
were having an affair?
-Nearly two years now.
Last night was the night we were
finally going to get together.
I'd told Suze and...
Laura was finally
going to tell Matthew.
-Suze?
-My wife.
-And once you told your wife
about leaving her,
you called Laura to see if she
kept her part of the bargain.
-Yeah.
She'd said she'd tell Matt
when he got home from work.
Call me when it was done.
-She didn't call?
-No.
And then when I didn't hear
anything, I started
to get worried.
-So you called her?
-I just needed to know
that she told him.
-And.
-[ Scoffs ]
She bottled it.
I said, "If you're not at
my place in a half hour,
I would come over there
and we'll tell him together."
And the line went dead.
I waited,
but she never showed up.
I'm still furious,
to be honest.
I grabbed my car keys
and I went out.
I -- I wasn't looking,
and I ran across the road.
Next thing you know, I'm here.
-You didn't see
who was driving the car?
-No.
Been calling Laura from
the pay phone
in the waiting room all day.
Her phone's switched off.
♪♪
-Shipton Abbott sparkling white.
-Thanks.
-Lovely to see you.
Enjoy the wine.
-Yeah. Enjoy.
Hi, how are you?
-We're a bit tired
with the work --
-It looks brilliant.
-Aw, thank you.
Where's Humphrey?
-He'll be here.
-Ah, lovely. Come on in.
-So, is that it?
Laura Colbert told her husband
about that affair,
he drove over to confront Chris,
saw him standing in the road.
Ah! You've torn the pages out,
haven't you?
-Yes. Sorry.
As great as it was
having everything in order,
my brain doesn't
really work like that.
It jumps around a bit.
-Yeah, no kidding.
♪♪
♪♪
-I think I know what happened.
Laura promised
Christopher Bromley
that she'd tell her husband,
Matthew,
about their affair
and she was leaving him.
Matthew, unaware of all that,
had just got a bonus
from the boat yard
and used it to buy
Laura a present.
Now, I have no way of knowing
what Laura was thinking
in this very moment.
My guess is that
she was already having doubts
about leaving her family,
and this,
this simple gift
at exactly the right moment,
just confirmed that for her.
As the saying goes,
you don't know what you've got
until it's gone.
You don't actually
have to leave someone.
Sometimes it's enough
to just...
just look at them.
Wonder what your life would be
without them.
I think that's what happened to
Laura Colbert.
On the day she was supposed
to leave her husband,
start a new life
with Christopher Bromley,
she suddenly realized
she may be making
the biggest mistake
of her life.
-So she changed her mind.
-Exactly.
And then the phone rang.
[ Ringing ]
-Just leave it.
-Might be work.
-But it was Christopher telling
her that he just told his wife,
Susan, about the affair.
-I'm not coming.
I've changed my mind.
No, no one's told me
to say anything!
I just don't want
to do this anymore.
No, I can't leave him.
I love him.
No, it is me talkin'!
-She thought everything could
got back to how it was,
but she was wrong.
-Don't you dare.
You leave us alone.
-A furious Christopher
just told her
he was about
to come over himself
and tell her husband
about the affair.
-Everything alright?
-Her lover would soon be
banging on the door, demanding
to be heard.
Then she had an idea.
She knew she couldn't stop Chris
Bromley coming to the house,
but maybe she could get
Matthew out before he got there.
-It was the warden.
It's your mum.
She's fallen again
and he's really worried.
It sounds pretty bad.
So come on.
We need to go.
-I'll call her.
-No, no, she's not in any fit
state to talk,
so let's just get there.
Come on, sweetie.
♪♪
-Now, it got them out of
the house,
but now her options
were limited --
she'd just painted herself
into a corner.
She couldn't let him continue
to the sheltered housing,
knowing they'd find
mum fit and well.
And they couldn't go home,
'cause she thought that
Chris Bromley
would be there any minute.
She was trapped
by her own lies.
And she knew that Chris had
already told his wife.
So ultimately,
she had no choice.
She had to tell Matthew
the truth.
-Matt, just stop
the car!
Just stop the car,
pull over now.
-What? Why?
-Because I need to talk to you.
♪♪
-She had to tell him the truth.
[ Inaudible ]
♪♪
♪♪
-You got all of that
from a key hook?
-Well, that was
the starting point.
-So, once she told him
about the affair?
-See, I think, in his fury,
Matthew drove over
to Chris Bromley's house,
who, having waited half an hour
as promised,
was now setting off
for Laura's house --
-I love you and I want --
-When...
[ Thud, tires screech ]
♪♪
-[ Gasps ]
-I di-- I di--
I didn't see him.
-We have to help him.
Matt! Matt, we have to
help him!
-No.
-Matt, no!
Matty, no!
-Only Matthew knows whether he
could have avoided him or not.
-So where do they go?
-We have no way of knowing.
There's nothing more
we can do now.
But, you know, thanks to Kelby,
we now have
the details of the car
and every police officer
in Devon looking for them.
So we have to hope that tomorrow
will bring us some answers.
And I'm very late.
♪♪
See you tomorrow.
♪♪
Can I have a lift?
-Yeah.
-All right, come on, let's go.
♪♪
Come along, Sergeant!
-Thank you.
-This is lovely!
-Very glad you like it.
♪♪
-[ Exhales, clears throat ]
-Maybe you should make
a short speech.
-I'll wait for Humphrey.
♪♪
-Better late than never.
-Yes.
-Kelby here!
We found the car!
-Where?
-It was parked up
in the woodlands.
When two of our lot
approached it, it took off.
There was a chase, it's now
cornered off at Castle Peak.
-You go. I can do it.
-How far?
-Three miles.
♪♪
♪♪
-If you're going to say
something, darling,
you ought to do it now
because people are leaving.
♪♪
-Uh -- [ Clears throat ]
Um -- [ Tapping glass ]
-Hello, everyone.
I just wanted to say thank you
for coming to see
what we're all about.
Even though I'm sure Mum twisted
a few arms to get you here.
So, welcome to
the Ten Mile Kitchen --
so called because all of our
ingredients,
everything we use here,
will be sourced within ten miles
of Shipton Abbott --
including our wine.
So, I'd just like to thank
a few people
as today's been
a bit of a team effort.
♪♪
♪♪
-They chased him up here.
They're all still in the car.
But every time we go near him,
he threatens to...
drive off the cliff.
-'Kay, thanks.
♪♪
-[ Sobbing ]
Matty! Matty!
Please don't do this!
Please!
-Shut up.
I'm thinking.
[ Laura sobbing ]
-We can't get near 'em.
♪♪
[ Engine idling ]
♪♪
[ Stops engine ]
-How many times
have I got to say it?
If you lot come near me,
I'll drive us all over the edge.
-We both know you don't
want to do that.
You've got your children
in the back.
-Didn't mean to hit 'im.
-I believe you.
-How is he?
-He's all right.
It's a couple of broken bones.
Look, Matty,
at least let us
take the children,
give you two time
for a proper chat.
Okay?
-When I drove over there,
I wanted to k*ll him.
Coulda done.
He's always had everything.
I didn't,
always better at everything.
Money, flash cars,
nice holidays.
And now...
he's got my wife.
-No! No, he hasn't!
All right? I love you.
I told you that.
It was a mistake!
-A mistake?!
-Yes!
-Look, this is what you need,
isn't it, okay,
just sort things out,
just the two of you; how 'bout
we get the children
somewhere safe?
-I need you to leave us alone.
-I spoke to your mum.
She's really worried about you.
When she finds out
where you are...
Okay? What do you think
she'd say, Matt?
If she was here.
I think she'd say,
let the little ones out the car.
I-I mean,
if that's all right, then.
Come on, Matthew.
Let's get the kids out.
Shall we?
-Please?
-'Kay, I'm just gonna
open the back door now.
Okay?
♪♪
Can you just let
the lock off for me?
♪♪
[ Revs engine ]
♪♪
Come on, Matthew.
Can you take the lock off
for me?
♪♪
Matt?
♪♪
Matt?!
♪♪
[ Locks disengage ]
Okay.
-Come on, kids.
Okay.
You go with the nice lady.
-We'll just a minute.
-And Mummy will there in
a minute, okay?
Okay.
♪♪
♪♪
-Look, I know you're upset.
No, no, I understand.
I really do.
I do.
But this isn't helping anyone.
-You married?
-Well, no.
Um, no, no, I'm not,
I'm not,
but I'm engaged.
-What would you do if you
found out she was seeing someone
else behind your back.
-I'd be angry, I suppose,
just like you are.
I'd talk to her.
Let her explain.
-We've been talking for hours.
Just saying the same thing.
Him and her.
-I love you.
-Get out!
♪♪
-Everyone's safe.
Let's get you all together.
Okay? Sit down
and work things out.
Come on. Come on.
Come and be with your family.
-I need you to leave me alone.
-I am here to help you.
-I don't need your help.
I just need to think.
-Okay. All right.
I'll just stay here then
while you're thinking.
-Get away from me.
-Okay. O-okay.
I'll just step back a bit.
Just -- just for a minute.
Matthew? Matt?
Matt!
Matt?
-They've sent for a Land Rover
with a winch.
They say they can hook it to the
back of the car to secure it
then rush him.
-Let's give him two minutes
and then try again.
The family safe?
-Yeah, they're back there.
-Matthew! No!
-Oh, my God!
Matthew! Matt!
♪♪
[ Crashing ]
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
-Didn't get time to fix
the hand brake.
-Matthew!
♪♪
♪♪
[ Sobbing ]
♪♪
-Okay?
[ Indistinct chatter ]
-That'd be better,
wouldn't it?
Yeah? Wanna go 'ome?
What'd you like, chocolate?
-♪ Do you know me? ♪
-Vanilla?!
-♪ Do you know my name? ♪
♪ Am I crazy? ♪
♪ Am I k*lling time? ♪
♪♪
♪ I'm killin' time ♪
♪♪
♪ Could you hold me? ♪
♪ Could you hold me tight? ♪
♪ Can you save me ♪
♪ But please don't say
you're mine ♪
-Bad day?
-No. Great.
Just watched a man's life
fall apart in front of me.
-I know.
Esther called me.
Told me how you saved
those children.
-How was your party?
-[ Laughs ]
Well, I pressed a lot of flesh
and listened to
a lot of nonsense.
But I made a speech --
you'd have been proud of me.
-I already am.
-I talked about teamwork.
'Bout how my amazing
husband-to-be
trusted me
and loved me enough
to follow me all the way back
to Devon to open a cafe.
-He sounds amazing.
-He is.
Almost perfect, in fact.
-Almost?
-He spent all our savings
on a houseboat.
-Ah. Yeah.
You hate it, don't you?
[ Both laughing ]
-Actually, I've become quite
fond of it in the last hour.
So I thought
we should christen it.
-Well, don't you need
a champagne bottle
on a piece of ribbon?
-I actually had
something else in mind.
Missed you.
-I'm sorry.
-No, I'm not talking about
the cafe.
Talking about us.
I've missed you.
-Missed you too.
-♪ If we hold on, hold on ♪
-♪ Hold on, won't be long ♪
♪ Now ♪
♪ The only way is up ♪
♪ Baby ♪
♪ For you and me now ♪
[ Quack ]
-What was that?
-♪ The only way is up ♪
-Oh! It came with a duck.
[ Quacking ]
-Oh, excellent.
-♪ You and me now ♪
♪ The only way is up ♪
♪ Baby ♪
♪ For you and me now ♪
♪ The only way is up ♪
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
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