"We're millionaires!" "~ We've hit the jackpot!" "~ Yeah!" "This has being found on the moorland." "Does it belong to Amy?" "I think so!" "~ Where you going?" "~ I have enough money now to go travelling." "Fine." "If that's how you feel..." "I don't know anything about you, but you know everything about me." "I'm offering a reward to anyone who can tell me anything that will lead to her being found." "♪ You know I would If I only could" "♪ Yes, it's all... all or nothing" "♪ Oh-oh-oh" "♪ All or nothing" "♪ Oh-oh-oh" "♪ All or nothing" "♪ For me." "We've won the lottery!" "Come on, Godfrey, lighten up!" "It's amazing what's happened!" "Don't you realise our lives are going to completely change?" "I don't like change!" "It's been a long day." "If you don't mind, I think I'm going to take two of my Paroxetine and go to bed." "Godfrey!" "You look bloody freezing!" "Oh, thanks!" "Come on, let's go find Amy and tell her the good news." "Yeah, I'll just make sure Godfrey's all right." "I'll see you back at the house?" "Yeah, OK." "Hi..." "Well, you know we don't always get a signal up at the house." "And anyway, I told you it was better to text." "Yeah, well, I forgot." "Look, anyway..." "Something amazing's happened." "I'll tell you when I see you." "Where are you?" "'Good morning, thank you for joining us." "'It's four days since Amy Stevenson, the 17-year-old daughter...'" "Dawn, the news is on." "'Police have now widened their search to include other coastal areas." "'They're also looking for her ex-boyfriend, Nicholas Harrison, 'who they believe may be able to help with their enquiries.'" "Where the bloody hell did they get that from?" "I found it in Amy's room and gave it to the police." "'Amy's mother, Dawn Stevenson, 'has made an emotional appeal for her return." "'Amy is a Type 1 diabetic and she needs medication." "'So if anyone has seen her or knows anything...'" "'Sorry...'" "Who the hell's that?" "'.." "Amy Stevenson or Nicholas Harrison, they should get in touch 'with the police.'" "Andy, it's the police!" "'Other news now, and plans to renovate the winter gardens...'" "~ Can we have a word?" "~ Er, yeah." "You've found her, haven't you?" "Just tell me that she's alive." "We've come to tell you we've had the results back from forensic..." "And the blood on the apron that was found on the moorland... .. it's not human blood, it's from a partridge or a pheasant." "Oh!" "Oh, thank God." "Oh, I thought you were going to tell me..." "Sorry to frighten you, but I wanted to tell you myself." "And we've had eight calls about various sightings." "~ What, they've seen her?" "~ Really?" "Where?" "I have to warn you, we do get a few cranks, especially when they think, you know, there's a reward offered." "How do you know they're cranks?" "All we need is one of them..." "We follow every call up." "We are doing everything we can." "I know." "Thank you." "We need to put these flyers out." "I thought you were going to give me a lift to work, cos I've got them papers to sign?" "How can you even think of something like that when our Amy is missing?" "Andy, love..." "Come on." "I'll see you later." "~ See you, Mam." "~ You stay with your dad." "~ Will do." "Do you think she's alive?" "We've got no reason to think otherwise." "Right!" "I've had enough!" "Turn that blinking machine off!" "Hello, grass-cutter man!" "Murderer!" "What's your problem, pal?" "My problem is I'd very much like to kill you right now." "You've cut down the Malva moschata and the Plantago lanceolata again!" "Despite being told FIVE TIMES not to." "You're on contract!" "I don't care what I'm on, if you cut down them flowers again," "I'll cut YOUR head off and see how you like it." "Now, take that rusty old tractor and get off Lord Hazelwood's land!" "He's accepted seven million from the bloody lottery winners who are trying to muscle their way in, but I reckon if you offer ten, you'd get it." "~ Nothing's been signed?" "~ I think the bank's in the process of being paid off, but nothing's finalised." "If you offered ten and the old boy still didn't want to play ball," "~ Mother's still got power of attorney." "~ I know." "Hiya, sorry to bother you..." "He's on a bunch of medication and we are well in with the family lawyer." "Well, I'd have to speak to my father to see what he says about it... but I..." "Excuse me..." "Sorry, I didn't realise it was you." "This is, erm..." "Andy." "Andy, that's right." "Andy is Amy's father." "Pleased to meet you." "So, er, she hasn't turned up yet?" "No, it's been four nights." "Did they check out the guy that was shouting in the grounds?" "The police are trying to find him, but he's a traveller, so he could be anywhere." "And what's your good lady wife up to today?" "Well, she's up at Hazelwood - they're having a meeting with a solicitor about buying the house." "Well, you take care, Andy." "And I hope you find her, yeah?" "See you later." "So you sure we're not too late?" "No." "I don't think so." "Sorry, I'm going to have to take this." "Has anybody been in touch?" "Just a load of cranks so far, but they follow everything up." "Well, somebody must know where she is." "Are you sure that you want to do this, Dawn?" "Yes." "I want to be a part of it." "I just want something for me kids' future..." "God willing." "This is a significant moment in history." "Your turn, Sean." "And now we just need Lord Hazelwood's." "Thank you." "Sorry to interrupt, but seeing as this has been my home for the past 25 years," "I think it would be only polite to keep me informed." "Yes, well, it might've been polite to keep me informed of the family heirlooms and valuable pictures belonging to Hazelwood that miraculously disappeared." "I seriously fear for your mental health, Charles." "Have you taken your medication today?" "~ I am not mad, Rachel!" "~ As I explained, Rachel, this is just for the bank, to make the offer official." "It would just be nice to be kept informed." "Are we having lunch today, Julie?" "Yeah, if you want." "There's some cold meat and there's some salad in t'fridge and some nice home-made bread in t'bin." "Help yourself." "Yes, well, I'll just... witness that." "There." "And now we've officially got the ball rolling." "Hopefully we'll get the paperwork completed, then we'll have the contracts for you to sign and you'll be the proud owners of Hazelwood Manor." "~ Yes!" "~ My goodness!" "~ Let's get that bottle open." "Congratulations once again to you all." "~ Thank you, William." "~ My pleasure." "How do you feel, then?" "Strange, but in a good way." "Ah, the truth is, it's a load off my mind." "Now I can pay off the debt and stay in my home surrounded by people I know and trust, and who genuinely have the interests of Hazelwood Manor at heart." "And you, of course." "~ Oh, I'm not long for this world, Julie." "~ Rubbish!" "I'd put five grand on you having another ten years at least." "We're going to have to make some changes, though." "Yes, but you are truly the right people to do this." "And you'll be part of it all." "I really appreciate that." "We need you, Sean." "I can't do this without you." "Yes, you can." "I'm happy to put my share of the money in and be a silent partner, but I don't want..." "What happened to you wanting to get another couple of horses" "~ and open a riding academy?" "~ You can still do that..." "And we talked about running the shoot right through the season." "~ You can still do that..." "~ And clay pigeon...." "You just need to get someone else to..." "But they were YOUR dreams, Sean!" "It's what you wanted." "I know!" "But there's things I want more." "I don't know where you think you're taking these paintings, but if they're not back in this house in 24 hours," "I'll be calling the police." "I don't think they'll be interested, seeing as we have" "Lord Hazelwood's permission." "And we'll be part-owners..." "Not quite yet, my dear - not until everything is finalised." "And you seem to forget that I'm still married to Lord Hazelwood and therefore half of everything he owns belongs to me." "If I were you, I'd keep a very low profile till we find out how many of these paintings are real and how many are forgeries." "That has absolutely nothing whatsoever to do with me." "Oh, I hope not." "Cos whoever IS responsible will have a lot to answer for and no doubt find themselves prosecuted for fraud." "Meanwhile, any authentic paintings will be fitted with an invisible tracking device so they don't go walkabout." "Oh, and just one more thing - do you know where the blue Chinese Ming vases are?" "Spencer said they were being loaned out for an exhibition, but that was over three months ago." "I suggest you ask Spencer." "I will when I see him." "You see?" "You're more than capable of sorting all this out." "You don't know how hard that was for me." "I'm frightened of the woman." "I'm shaking, feel my hand." "Don't you want to be part of this, Sean?" "It's so exciting!" "We will own part of Hazelwood!" "Yeah, it's exciting... and I do want to be part of it..." ".. but I want to travel more." "I've always wanted to travel, I've just never had the means to do it." "At least wait till we find someone else - help us interview someone." "~ I can't." "~ You mean you won't." "~ I don't want to end up arguing with you." "~ Sarah, I'm really sorry that you feel I'm letting you down." "~ You are." "So when are you planning on leaving?" "I don't know." "Tonight or tomorrow morning, I'm not sure." "Why the rush?" "God, you must have hated it here." "No, I've never hated it!" "~ I can't explain." "~ Are you planning on coming back?" "I will at some point, but it's complicated." "What is?" "(For goodness' sake...)" "Look!" "Why don't we go get a drink or something to eat in town, seeing as it might be your last night?" "And then... .. you can try and explain to me why things are so complicated." "~ Hi, love, I just wondered if..." "~ Sorry, I'm late." "Excuse me, it's my sister, she usually hangs around the arcades..." "Sorry, mate, we're not from round here." "Hiya, I was just wondering if, um, you've seen..." "This is my daughter, Amy Stevenson..." "You won the lottery." "I saw you on the telly." "So I thought if she was alive, she'd have got in touch with you, knowing that you've won £14.5 million." "She's been missing quite some time now." "If you..." "Um, if you know any information about it," "~ would you give that number a ring for me, yeah?" "~ Course I will." "~ Thank you." "~ Take care." "Are you all right?" "What did she say?" "Nothing." "Excuse me, are you watching me?" "Yes, sorry." "I was just choosing a moment to introduce myself." "~ Laura Tearney, Scarborough Gazette." "~ We've given a statement." "Yeah, I know, I was at the press conference." "I just didn't introduce myself then because, to tell you the truth, I'm not really interested in the lottery win." "I was hoping to do a feature on Amy." "You know, get some publicity." "Get her face out there in the public domain." "~ Have you and your husband got time for a quick chat?" "~ Yeah." "Noah..." "Sorry about this." "I'm trying to give up." "I've tried e-cigs, nicotine patches, chewing gum, everything." "I only gave up two years ago." "I had a cancer scare - frightened me to death." "Turned out to be a cyst, but anyway, it made me stop." "Look, what's all this about?" "I want to get down to the front with these." "Well, this might be something or nothing, but... what do yous know about Sean McGary?" "Sean?" "He's lovely, he'd do anything for anyone." "~ Why, what are you asking that for?" "~ How long's he worked at Hazelwood?" "About two or three years now." "It's awful, actually, because Julie's husband, Ken, used to be the gamekeeper, and sometimes, for a bit of extra cash, he'd go out on a late-night catch, cos they don't kill you with money at Hazelwood." "Anyway, there was a storm and he wasn't very experienced at sea." "It was terrible." "It was in the Gazette." "Two of 'em lost at sea." "That's when I joined the lifeboats." "We managed for a while without a gamekeeper and then Sean came along." "Did you know he had a criminal record?" "Sean?" "~ What kind of criminal record?" "~ He's on the sex offenders list." "I want it all completely gutted, with new units along there and along there." "Well, we've got range of seven different cupboards" "~ in eight different colours." "~ I want the best, mind - none of this plastic Formica," "~ or whatever you call it - that's just crap." "~ We don't sell crap." "Well, I want the most expensive." "OK, that will be the solid wood, then." "Great." "Have a scone, I baked 'em fresh this morning." "Sean and I are going to help give out... ~ Who are you?" "~ Pogenhall Kitchens." "I am having a bank of double ovens, the very best they've got," "~ with see-through doors and lights right across there." "~ Mum... ~ I'm having three double sinks with rinsing taps." "~ What you doing, Mum?" "What's it look like?" "I'm having proper granite worktops, right, with six state-of-the-art hobs." "Mum, will you listen to me?" "I'm just explaining to you..." "I'm having a bloody great big walk-in freezer down this end... ~ You can't make these decisions on your own." "~ Says who?" "It's my money." "It's OUR money." "We've got to discuss these things." "~ You can't just..." "~ It's for my cookery school!" "It's going to make money, it's going to keep this place afloat." "Hello, love." "Oh, more begging letters." "Thanks(!" ")" "We've got a very good offer on at the moment." "You can't turn the telly on without there being a cookery programme." "Well, I've done it all me life." "~ I can sell courses at..." "~ No..." "No..." "~ Can I just tell you..." "NO!" "We're a consortium, Mum, like we were in the syndicate." "We've got to make these decisions together." "Can we leave it for now and we'll get back to you?" "The offer finishes at the end of this week." "It's 20% off if we book..." "It's always 20% off, Mum, it's just marketing." "They add it on to knock it off." "OK." "Well, I tell you what, love, if you order it today" "~ we could throw in a couple of extractor fans..." "~ No!" "We're not ordering a kitchen today, thank you!" "Now, will you leave?" "~ What's the point of winning the lottery if I can't...?" "~ No, Mum!" "We'll ring you as soon as we've worked out the budget, OK?" "I've left you five brochures on there with our full range" "~ and two for the granite tops." "~ Don't you worry, I'll be in touch." "~ Cheers." "Over 30 years I have worked in this kitchen, and the only thing that's changed is that decrepit bloody microwave that works when it feels like it." "It's horse work." "I watch these cookery programmes and they have everything to make cooking easy, and I want that." "And you'll have it." "I love making summat out of a load of nowt - a few groceries, what Godfrey grows in t'garden, Sean brings back from t'shoot and I'm off." "We've just got to plan it together, all five of us." "Or four, depending on if I can talk Sean into staying." "Where's he going?" "I don't know." "He says he wants to travel." "Travel?" "Stupid bugger." "I'll have a word with him." "No, don't go saying I told you." "Don't you go pussy-footing around, Sarah." "If you feel summat for him, tell him, before it's too late." "The stupid thing is, all these years he's been here," "I've never thought of him like that." "Half the time I don't even think I've noticed him." "That's because you wouldn't let anybody in after that little bastard" "Josh broke your heart." "You came back here, threw yourself into your work." "The nights I'd hear you crying in the bedroom next to me..." "Come the morning, though, you'd have your make-up on, your barriers up." "Off you'd go again." "It's not very nice, you know, for a mother to see her daughter in so much pain." "When was the last time that you went out and really enjoyed yourself?" "I bet you can't even remember." "~ Where's Sean?" "~ What's the matter?" "~ Where is he?" "He's on the sex offenders list." "Who are you talking about?" "SEAN." "This journalist from the Gazette told me... ~ SEAN!" "~ She was at the press conference." "She was the one asking him all them weird questions at the end." "What about you, Sean - are you going to be part of this consortium to buy Hazelwood Manor?" "I think so, yeah." "I'm definitely going to put some money in, but I want to go travelling now, so..." "Wouldn't that be a bit difficult for you?" "Where you going to go travelling, Sean?" "Um..." "Well, there's much of the world I haven't seen, so..." "Now I will have the means to... do that, so..." "You wouldn't go back to Scotland, then?" "No." "~ Are we done?" "~ OK, everybody, thank you so much for coming," "I think we're going to wrap it up there." "We'd like to extend our congratulations once again to our lovely Mercury winners." "Thank you all so much for being here this morning." "Thank you." "She used to work for a Scottish newspaper and followed his story." "That's where he was convicted." "~ I don't believe it." "~ It's true." "~ He got five years, he served three." "~ She must've got him mixed up with someone else." "She must've got it wrong." "It was on the front of all the newspapers" " I remember it." "They got a ferry to Rotterdam, then they hired a car and drove down into Belgium." "It was about six years ago." "And his name's not McGary, it's McAdams." "And the night of the win," "~ after we'd been to see Godfrey, he didn't come back with us." "~ He did." "He didn't!" "You're right, he stayed with Godfrey." "We've talked to Godfrey, he didn't stay with him." "Godfrey left him outside the gatehouse." "~ So he must have seen Amy on the way back." "~ And done what?" "!" "Anything!" "He's a convicted sex offender." "How can you think that?" "We're talking about someone we have worked with and shared our lives with for the past three years!" "Someone we've relied on and trusted..." "Summat's happened to our daughter." "She didn't just disappear into thin air." "Someone's taken her, or done summat to her." "The other day, you thought it was Godfrey." "Well, I were wrong and I've said I'm sorry to him, but right now I want to know where Sean is." "He's gone back to the cottage to get changed, we were going to come and help you give out leaflets." "Andy!" "Don't go punching him." "Just keep calm and find out what he's got to say for himself." "~ Don't tell me what to do." "~ Yeah..." "Well, we're not going to find out anything if you start throwing your fists about." "That copper said she'd been seen with an older man - well, Sean's a damn sight older than our Amy." "Sean!" "Sean McAdams, we know you're in there!" "Open this door!" "Sean, if you know what's good for you," "~ you'll open this bloody door!" "~ Sean!" "Open this door now or I'm ringing the police!" "I don't understand it, he said he was going home to change and... ~ He's fobbing you off." "~ He told me he was planning on leaving" "~ straight after the press conference." "~ Yeah, and now we know why." "He's probably done a bloody runner." "~ What you doing?" "!" "~ Sean, where are you?" "!" "Sean?" "Right, here you are." "Look, there you go - flight to Edinburgh this evening." "I'm ringing the police." "No, don't!" "Please, wait!" "Let's just see what he has to say." "Hello?" "~ Amy?" "~ Hello, yeah." "~ Amy?" "~ Sean?" "Amy?" "(Amy?" ")" "Who are you?" "Mary Campbell." "Well, you ring up and tell her to get in touch with Andy and Dawn Stevenson straight away." "We've got important information for her." "~ What are you doing in my house?" "~ Well, look who it is." "What have you done to my daughter, you bastard?" "!" "I've got no idea where Amy is!" "Andy!" "~ Andy!" "Andy!" "Get off him!" "~ Stop it!" "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" "I didn't answer the door but they kept knocking, and I didn't know" "~ what to do." "~ It's all right, it's OK." "~ They came upstairs and found me." "~ Why were you hiding?" "You sick bastard." "How old are you?" "Have you seen my daughter, Amy?" "She's got the same colour hair as you." "Dawn, you don't understand." "~ How many more young lasses have you got on the go?" "~ It's not what you think." "I'll tell you what I think." "I think you're shipping 'em abroad somewhere or you've got some kind of sex ring going on." "Don't be so bloody stupid!" "You've got it wrong." "What was she doing hiding in your bedroom, then?" "I wasnae hiding!" "I'm his girlfriend." "I was in the bedroom hiding from you." "~ Sarah!" "Sarah!" "~ Hey!" "Sean." "Oh, God!" "Hey, hey - what's the matter, love?" "Are you all right?" "Sarah, stop!" "Will you just let me explain?" "No, you don't need to." "All makes sense now." "~ You're obviously attracted to young girls." "~ Oh, come on." "~ That's not true!" "Can I just explain?" "~ No!" "I don't want to hear what you've got to say and I don't want to see you again." "Everything's crystal clear to me now." "All that bullshit about travelling." "You were just running away!" "~ It's not..." "~ I've had a thought." "~ Not now, Godfrey!" "I was wondering if you had thought about getting a John Deere 5100 with a flail mower attachment?" "~ We'll talk about it later." "~ Then we wouldn't have to hire the grass cutter, and he wouldn't mow down all our... ~ Look, it's not a good time, mate." "~ When is a good time?" "Later." "At the meeting." "~ OK, and the lake?" "~ I don't think you should be in the consortium." "We'll manage without your money or your help, thank you very much." "Don't be like that." "We'll credit the money back into your account." "And now, I think it's best if you leave, get on that plane" "~ and never..." "~ What plane?" "!" "To Edinburgh!" "I thought you didn't want to go back there?" "I don't." "That ticket's not for me - it's for Mary." "She's leaving this evening, she's going home." "~ And who brought her here?" "~ Nobody." "She brought herself." "Sarah..." "Jasper's got a touch of colic - he's too frail to ride." "Oh, goodness." "Really?" "And when did you qualify as a vet?" "Er, that's the vet's opinion." "So you've been spending Hazelwood's money again?" "~ He was in pain." "~ Right." "Well, I'll take Samson out, then." "No, he needs to see the farrier for shoeing." "What's the point of having the bloody horses if we can't ride them?" "Sean!" "Are you surprised to see me?" "What are you doing here?" "I've..." "I've been looking for you." "Oh, I've missed you so much." "She's been staying at a hostel down by the harbour." "So how did she know where you were?" "Her friend Helena is a copper, so she's got access to the sex offenders list." "So you ARE a sex offender?" "Yeah, but it's not like..." "Oh, my God." "Go away!" "It's not what you think, Sarah." "I was 24..." "When I first met Mary, she was at the stables, mucking out..." "Good girl, that's it!" "Hiya." "How's she doing now?" "I've given her a good groom, put a wee blanket on her and she's settled down." "Are you settling down?" "I think I'm getting the hang of things." "There's a lot to remember, though, and I want to do the very best I can." "Aw, you're doing it - believe me." "So, are you interested in high-vis patrolling, ceremonial or public order?" "Any, all of them." "Just as well." "If you make it, you'll be doing all of them." "That would be so wonderful." "Do you want your pail filling?" "Thanks, Helena." "So do you ride?" "Since I was six." "Wow!" "It's no wonder you have such a good handle on the horses." "It's my day off tomorrow." "I might see if I can take her out for a ride." "That sounds nice." "Amazing, isn't it?" "Yeah." "We're so lucky." "That's what I like about you, Mary - you see the positive in everything." "There's plenty wrong in the world, but there's no use dwelling on it." "Right now I'm really happy," "I've got the best job in the world and I'm with..." "Well, I'm in heaven." "So, what do you like best about being a bobby?" "I dunno." "Loads of things." "Training up a young police horse or helping a young rookie like yourself." "Oh, you're just saying that." "No, I'm not." "I suppose I just..." "I love how easy it is to control thousands of people with four or five horses, you know?" "That's incredible, you know?" "Seeing the absolute power the horse has, the respect it demands." "It amazes me every time." "The money's shite, though." "Does your girlfriend complain?" "I don't have a girlfriend." "I don't think anyone would put up with the hours and the shift work." "So... watch out." "What for?" "If you're looking for a normal life with a boyfriend and babies and that, well, if you're in the force, it might not happen." "What if I hooked up with a bobby?" "Now, that would be bloody amazing." "I thought she was a young cadet, at the very least 19 or 20..." "Sean!" "The police are on their way!" "Yeah, it's OK." "Go back to the cottage, Mary, please." "Who is she?" "Nobody important." "You are important to me." "Please just go back to the house and get your stuff together." "I'm not leaving." "You cannae make me." "Will you just give me..." "Will you just give me five minutes?" "Look, I've got the money for you, everything's sorted." "Just go back to the cottage and wait, please." "I don't like them people, they keep asking me questions." "I fall for someone and they let me down." "I just go for the wrong type." "Just slow down will you, please?" "I'm still trying to grasp what you said." "Go away!" "I don't want to talk to you." "No, but I do." "Sean, what you playing at?" "You've upset our Sarah." "I didn't mean to, trust me." "She is the last person I want to upset." "Look, I know I haven't been truthful, but you're right, Sarah," "I tried to put my past behind me and start again." "I know you'll understand that." "Don't compare my past to yours." "I'm not." "The reason I can't stay here is because..." "I don't want you to stay here any more!" "Will you let the poor bugger speak?" "I want to hear what he's got to say." "As soon as she tracked me down and after we went public with the lottery, I HAD to move on." "So when we talked about buying into the house and all the things we were going to do to it, you already knew you were going to leave?" "No, look, I thought" "I'd be able to come back eventually, after I got things sorted." "So are you just going to run from her every time she finds you?" "~ It's not..." "~ Where are you going to go?" "I don't know yet." "Did Lord Hazelwood know what you'd done when he hired you?" "Yeah..." "Yeah, I told him everything." "He took me on trial for six months." "Look, it's not like she was this... innocent child, Sarah." "I really did think she was older." "We went out together and I didn't try and hide it." "She was just a bloody good liar." "No, I'm just out with my friend, Helena..." "I told you about her." "She's doing the Duke Of Edinburgh with me." "Yeah, well, she's asked if I can stay over." "Please, Mum?" "She said she'd lend me a nightie and a toothbrush." "OK, thanks." "Thanks, I love you." "Love you." "Bye." "I've got you a white wine spritzer." "If you don't want it, you can just leave it." "Who were you ringing?" "My mum." "I told her I might be staying at yours tonight." "~ Was she all right with that?" "~ Yeah, she was cool." "I'd like to meet your parents." "Let 'em check me out and see what they think to us moving in together." "What, are you crazy?" "!" "We've only been going out a month." "Yeah, I know, but..." "I don't see the point in hanging about if we know we want to be together." "I think we should take it one step at a time." "You're going off me already." "I always do it" " I come on too strong, frighten them off." "~ You don't frighten me, Sean McAdams." "~ Good, cos I love you." "I love you too." "Mary!" "Hiya." "Mary's not in today." "Really?" "She never said." "Yeah, she's finished here now." "What do you mean, "finished"?" "Where is she?" "Maybe you should ring her." "Er, I'll catch you up in a bit." "Hi, babe." "Where the hell are you, and why didn't you tell me you were leaving?" "I decided to go back to agricultural college..." "Back to agricultural college?" "I didn't even know you'd BEEN to agricultural college." "Yeah, I'm doing this qualification in horse management - it's really good." "I did the first two parts and now I'm on level three." "Why didn't you tell me?" "Cos I thought you'd go mad and try and talk me out of it." "Why would I do that?" "Cos you're always on about how coppers should stick with other coppers, but I'm not sure that's what I want to do." "All I know is that I love working with horses, but I think I'd rather work at a stable than..." "Why did you join the police, then?" "I didn't." "It was sort of... work experience..." "Help me decide what I wanted to do." "Edinburgh Agricultural College." "Horse management course." "Nothing coming up." "Could the course have another name?" "~ Helena?" "~ Oh, hi." "~ What was Mary doing here?" "~ Mary?" "Yeah, Mary - you know, your friend, Mary?" "It's not up to me to tell you." "Well, somebody's going to have to tell me." "She was a volunteer." "I think she was doing her Duke Of Edinburgh Award." "Her Duke Of..." "Jesus Christ, how old is she?" "~ Why aren't you answering my calls?" "~ I've got nothing to say to you." "~ I need to talk to you." "~ I'm working." "Will you meet me after work?" "~ No." "~ Why not?" "~ You know why not." "I'm sorry I lied to you." "I don't want to talk about it." "What we did was wrong." "It's over, Mary." "Do you hear me?" "It's over." "Is that it, you're just going to finish with me?" "~ Is that all I meant to you?" "~ Jesus Christ!" "You have got absolutely no idea how hard this is for me." "Go home, Mary!" "~ How the hell did you...?" "~ Still got my key." "~ Go home." "~ No, I'm not going, and you cannae make me." "You can't just end it like that." "How can you just stop loving me, Sean?" "~ I cannae stop loving you." "~ Well, you're gonnae have to." "What we're doing is against the law, Mary." "~ Mary, you're underage, you're 15, for Christ's sake!" "~ I know..." "I could get seriously done for this!" "~ No, it should never have started in the first place." "~ Stop talking, stop talking." "Please." "No." "What we did was wrong." "What I did... was wrong." "How can it be wrong when we love each other?" "I tried my best to finish it, but I couldn't." "I just... .. wasn't strong enough." "So we left the day after." "Caught the train, hitched across England..." "Her parents must've been beside themselves." "~ They were." "~ Didn't you ever think of them?" "No." "No, I was just thinking..." "With your dick, sweetheart." "Yeah, yeah." "No, yeah - you're right." "But I didn't know it at the time." "I'm not proud of what I did." "It ruined my life, my career in the police force and... .. none of my family speak to me any more." "It must've been difficult for them." "It nearly killed my mother." "We were just... we were just wrapped up in ourselves." "But I'm the adult, and I should've known better." "So how long were you on the run for?" "Six days." "Within 48 hours of us leaving Edinburgh, our faces were front page of every newspaper." "Right you, you, she's told us what's happened - what've you got to say for yourself?" "He doesn't have to say anything." "We've known for the past three years that Sean was at Hazelwood." "Well, you might have told us." "We're not obliged to tell you anything." "~ Our daughter is missing!" "~ Yes, I appreciate that, but Sean can account for his movements that evening." "What about after we'd seen Godfrey?" "I was with Mary." "He said he'd come down to see me at the youth hostel or he'd ring, but he forgot." "With the lottery win and all the excitement." "I'll tell you when I see you." "Where are you?" "'I'm right behind you." "Turn around.'" "You shouldn't have come up here." "~ Why not?" "~ Because I don't want anyone to see you." "I'm nearly 22, so it's not as though we're doing anything wrong." "So go on, tell me, what's this amazing thing that's happened?" "I think we've won the lottery." "What?" "!" "No way!" "You're kidding me." "How much?" "We don't know yet, but we've definitely won something." "Whatever it is, though," "I should be able to help make things right for you." "Look..." "I'm sorry I can't help you find Amy, I really am." "But if you're done with me, I need to get Mary off to the airport." "~ I don't want to go." "~ Let's talk about this back at the cottage." "I'm not stupid." "You want to be with her, don't you?" "!" "Will you excuse me?" "Sarah..." "Sarah..." "Sean, are you coming back for the meeting?" "Leave it, Mam." "I don't know yet." "This should pay off the insurance claim." "And you've got ten grand extra." "Go back to Jack and your baby." "I don't want to go back to Jack" " I want to be with you." "I've got a new life now and you - you've got responsibilities to your baby girl." "She needs you..." "Your boyfriend needs you." "It serves him right for messing up with the scaffolding." "Everybody makes mistakes." "Maybe he was tired." "When I was in prison and you wrote to me, you said you loved him." "I cannae believe that you're saying this, that you're willing to throw away everything we had." "It's what we HAD, Mary." "It's not what we have now." "So are you saying you don't love me any more?" "Part of me will always love you." "Then that's all we need." "I KNOW you'll never stop loving me." "We risked everything to be together." "That doesnae just go away." "It's nearly half past, it's time we were going down!" "John Deere 5100M!" "~ So, how much did you sell the Reynolds for?" "~ Charles, please..." "I'm sorry, I've absolutely no idea what you're talking about." "I've brought you up as my own." "I paid for your education, for your holidays abroad, for your cars." "I even paid off your bloody gambling debts... ~ And this is how you repay me..." "~ I'm so tired of hearing the same" "~ thing, over and over." "~ .. by selling my family's heirlooms behind my back." "For God's sake, I haven't sold anything!" "I think this stroke's seriously affected your brain." "~ Spencer, please!" "~ The portrait of my great-grandmother was commissioned by the 6th Earl of Hazelwood in 1872" "~ and the Reynolds was a personal gift to my late wife..." "~ Here we go." "~ Yawn, yawn, yawn, yawn, yawn." "~ .. paid for with the money given to us on our wedding." "You insolent brat!" "If I had the strength, I'd beat the living daylights out of you." "It's no good getting yourself into a state about it." "You've seriously lost the plot." "Nobody has been sneaking about, selling your bloody paintings." "And my Bentley!" "And the pair of vases!" "The Ben..." "I sold the Bentley because you were never going to drive it again." "We got a good price for it and it paid for the new boiler, sorted some of the dry rot in the drawing room and two months' payroll." "It wasn't yours to sell!" "Well, I'm very sorry, I'm just doing the very best" "I can to keep this house from crumbling under our feet." "This isn't going to end here." "I'm going to make it my business to find out who sold those pictures and get them back." "Sorry to interrupt, but do you know if we're having this meeting in here?" "Oh, yes." "Yes, Godfrey." "Come in." "Goodness, you look dapper." "I've had this suit since I was 20." "My mother bought it for me." "I've only ever worn it twice." "I went for an interview to work in a bank and then the second time was for my father's funeral." "Oh." "Did you get the job in the bank?" "No, they said I was exceptionally skilled, but unfortunately not with people." "I think it comes with my condition, you know." "Yes, well, I'm sure you're probably right." "That's when I decided to go in for gardening..." "I wasn't sure if you'd seen this." "Excuse me, Lady Hazelwood." "I got it from the library." "Oh, yes." "Yes, I think I have." "I know people say you should be modern and move on, but sometimes it's good to put things back the way they once were." "If we're going to open the gardens to the public and I'm going to give talks, we should think about excavating the lake." "~ What lake?" "~ Erm, I've worked it out that it was your great-great-grandad that had it all filled in, but it's such a shame." "~ He must've done it for a reason." "~ We could have Nymphaeaceae back." "You may know them as water lilies, Lady Hazelwood." "And ducks and fish." "I'd like that so much." "Page 267, plate 39." "Ah." "Here they are." "Come in." "Come in, all of you." "Make yourselves comfortable." "Oh, you've brought wine, how lovely." "And crisps." "It's only plonk, not what you're used to, but after t'first glass, it all tastes t'same, don't it?" "Will you pour for us, love?" "What exactly is this?" "It's what it looks like, love - it's a modern fitted kitchen, only ours would be a lot bigger and I'd need at least four ovens." "We haven't discussed any alterations." "Yes, I know, love, that's because you're not in our syndicate." "I have, however, discussed it with Dawn and Sarah." "These are addressed to you, love." "I reckon, right..." "I could sell a weekend's residential for a grand a pop." "Now, if I have ten students, ten grand a week." "Where are they all going to sleep?" "You've got at least four bedrooms doing nowt." "They're no good for..." "Yes, yes, I know they need a bit of work, but it'd be worth it." "These are for you, Godfrey." "And that all costs money, you realise?" "Which we have." "Hello?" "Amy?" "~ Oh, my God, it's Amy!" "~ You can't get any signal in here." "Amy?" "Amy?" "Amy, can you hear me?" "~ Can you hear me, sweetheart?" "~ Is it Amy?" "~ Ssh!" "Speak to me!" "She's gone." "I just had a picture here..." "A picture, what do you mean?" "It just flashed up on the screen and now it's gone." "~ What does that mean?" "~ What was the number?" "~ Unknown." "Unknown." "~ She might have been trying to FaceTime." "~ I don't know." "She'd need to have access to the internet." "~ Are you sure you didn't imagine it?" "~ She was there." "I saw her." "Dawn, if it WAS her, I'm certain she's going to ring you again." "So, do you think we can make a start now?" "Time's ticking on." "~ Yes, yes, we're just waiting for Sean." "~ Erm, Sean won't be joining us." "In fact, he's decided to pull out." "Oh, really?" "Well, that is a great shame." "Well, he didn't exactly say that." "I think it's best under the circumstances, Mum." "And what circumstances are these?" "It's not for us to say, but the first thing we should discuss is what we're going to do." "~ Does he still want to invest?" "~ It doesn't matter what he wants." "We need people who are going to invest their time as well as their money into Hazelwood." "People who care about the future." "Well, as I see it, we've got two options - either the four of us put more money in and buy Sean's share out, or we could make a lower offer." "That's not an option." "In fact, that's partly why I'm here." "Our American friends have come in with an offer of nine million to buy Hazelwood." "That's wonderful." "If I'm right, I think that's two million more than is currently being offered." "And now you're talking about lowering the offering price..." "We'd have to invest 2.25 million to match that." "I can't do that." "I need to keep some money for a reward." "~ Bang goes me cookery school." "~ And the lake." "~ We can't match it." "If it helps, I have been studying the football pools" "~ and there is a consistency of..." "~ Godfrey!" "~ Godfrey, no!" "I haven't missed it, have I?" "No, no, no, no." "Come along in, Sean, please." "We thought you'd pulled out." "Sorry I'm late, I was just seeing a friend off to the airport." "Why don't you come sit over here, Sean?" "Sarah, give him his letters." "~ Would you like a glass of wine?" "~ Why not?" "Sean, I take it as you are here, that you don't want to pull out of the syndicate?" "No, no, I never wanted to pull out." "I love this place." "It means a hell of a lot to me." "It's been my home for the past three years." "It's where I've been happy." "Good." "Well, I think that settles that." "As far as I'm concerned, you can tell your American friends... .. thank you very much, but their offer has been declined." "Are you completely crazy?" "You can't possibly turn down that kind of money." "Sarah..." "I know things might have changed now, but I was just wondering if that offer of grabbing a drink and a bite to eat was still on the table?" "I've got so much I need to talk to you about." "Are you sure you've done the right thing sending Mary back to Scotland?" "Oh, I know I've done the right thing - for her as well." "So, about that night out..." "You can say no." "~ I'd understand if you didn't want to spend time with a known..." "~ Will you shut up?" "I've got a lot to think about... .. but I'm glad you didn't leave." "Have you found her?" "Can we have a word with Dawn, please?" "You are making a business decision on an emotional response - everybody knows that's..." "Spencer, calm down, please!" "There are people we have to consult." "The trust has to be told." "~ Oh, God, it's Amy..." "~ Are you all right?" "~ Amy..." "~ Someone's hurt her." "She's got a big mark on her face." "Oh, good God!" "That's Amy... ~ I gotta go." "~ Dawn, are you all right?" "Dawn?" "Ring for an ambulance." "There's some smelling salts in that drawer." "~ Perhaps she needs some air." "~ Get her a glass of water." "~ My baby!" "She'll be all right, love, she'll turn up." "I think I'm losing my baby..." "You see, we have a very big problem here!" "Oh, my God, is she all right?" "Can somebody please ring Andy, and ring an ambulance." "We need to get her to the hospital straight away." "No, I'll take her in the car, I'll go get it." "Godfrey!" "You need to show her the photograph." "~ OK." "~ No, don't touch it, just leave it!" "All right, all right, just stay there for a bit." "Just stay there." "~ What photograph?" "~ Nothing." "It's just a letter..." "Just a crank letter." "Why are you here?" "They've found Nick." "~ You see?" "~ Oh, thank God." "Does he know where Amy is?" "Is she alive?" "We've got reason to believe that a photograph is on these premises." "As soon as he comes clean, we'll get our Amy back." "Not if he's done anything to her." "~ I'm not a fucking liar!" "~ Enough!" "Sit down!" "You're not the woman I fell in love with 27 years ago."