"You're getting closer."
What the hell does that mean?
To finding Jamie, but why?
She's typing again.
- She sent you a location. - Is that pin in the church?
No, it's behind it.
The graveyard.
Who are you?
What? She's disabled her account.
- She's gone. - What do you mean, gone?
- She can't be gone. We need answers. - We'll get them.
Where are we going?
I think you know the answer.
What are we looking for?
I don't know.
Something Layla wants us to find.
- We should split up. - No, but we're so good together.
You know how she said we should split up? Should we just…?
Stick together? Yeah, good idea.
Yeah.
That was me.
Oh, yeah.
"Left 11."
Left 11.
One.
Two.
Three.
Four.
Five.
Six.
Seven.
Eight.
Nine.
Ten.
Eleven.
Lonely shadows following me
Lonely ghosts come a-crawling
Lonely voices talking to me
Now I'm gone Now I'm gone, now I'm gone
Now give me that fire
Burn, burn, burn
It's written backwards.
'Cause that's not creepy at all.
"To Layla. Love, Jamie."
What?
Jamie wrote notes like that when we were kids.
With each word written backwards.
He thought Mum couldn't figure it out.
Oh my God.
Is that the reason Jamie tried to steal your mum's card?
Said it was life or death.
But I stopped him. So where'd he get this cash from?
Nine hundred.
Why did Layla never come to collect it?
What are you doing here?
Uh… are you…?
What are you doing here?
Do you know who I am?
Yeah, you're Stanley.
From the golf club. We met on Sunday, remember?
Yeah, I know. I…
I-I was just walking past, and I saw your torches.
Thought you might be kids vandalizing the place.
But it's just you.
I'm glad I bumped into you, actually.
There's something else.
I…
I didn't think I'd see you again. I've been wanting to tell you.
- I've felt guilty about what I did-- - What are you talking about?
That CCTV footage you saw of Max Hastings at the club?
It was fake.
You were supposed to find it.
What?
That footage was from months ago.
Only ten minutes long.
Max told me to loop it, change the date.
He was never there on Friday night.
How? Why would you…?
The Hastings own the golf club.
I… I can't lose my job. I'm sorry.
Max made you create an alibi for him?
Yeah.
Never said why, but…
I've been seeing your posters, your "missing" posters around.
And… I don't know Jamie, but…
It made me think that maybe Max--
Had something to do with him going missing?
Max fucking Hastings.
Mum.
Please, let me explain.
- I don't want to hear it. - You've got this wrong. They're not mine.
- I was holding-- - Don't!
Mum, what's wrong? Wait a minute.
What do you think those pills are?
Shit, Mum. They're just sleeping pills.
Enough, Max.
Enough of your excuses, your lies.
You raped those girls. You're everything they said you are.
No, Mum. It wasn't me.
Uh… D-do you think I'm stupid?
Of course you do. You and your father.
I do everything for you. Keep everyone happy.
Tiptoe around both your tempers while you sit there.
Never lift a fucking finger, never ask me how my day was.
Mum, I need you to calm down.
I don't care… what you need.
You know, I only stayed for you.
To protect you.
I thought that if I loved you hard enough, you wouldn't turn into him.
I was wrong.
I failed, because you're worse, Max.
You're my worst nightmare.
I didn't do anything wrong!
Yes, you did!
You did it!
All of it!
And you're too much of a coward to admit it!
Or is it… is it because you're a narcissist like your father?
And you…
you actually think there's a way that I could still love you after all of this?
Mum.
Please! I need you!
You are the only person I have left.
Please look at me, Mum! Please, I'm sorry!
You're not sorry.
If you were truly sorry,
you wouldn't be putting those girls through this.
You'd do the right thing.
I'm going to do the right thing.
I will not stand up in court and defend you.
I won't do it, Max. I… I could go to the police.
I have evidence now.
Okay.
Okay, Mum.
What if I change my plea to guilty?
Mum, what if I stopped the trial? Would…?
Would that make things better?
Maybe.
- Here you go. - Thanks.
Oh!
Sorry.
Oops.
He shouldn't be driving home.
Don't worry. I've already called someone.
Good work, Sarge.
- Taking Stanley's number? - Thanks.
I thought he could send us
the real footage of Friday night in case we need proof.
So, Max could be Layla.
What do we do?
Should we call the police?
I… I think he just left, mate.
Remember when I went to see Hawkins about Jamie?
Dan said I was right about Max.
I think it's time I ask him why.
Can we trust him?
- Excuse me, Pip. - No.
- No? I'm a police officer. You can't-- - Okay. Arrest me.
I'll let you off with a warning. I have to find Jason.
What do you want?
By the way
You've been uninvited
'Cause all you say
Are all the same things I did
Copycat tryna cop my manner
Watch your back When you can't watch mine
Copycat tryna cop my glamour
Why so sad, bunny? Can't have mine
Okay. What is it?
It's Jamie Reynolds.
- Have you found something? - Maybe.
I think Jamie was talking to a catfish named Layla.
Layla Mead?
Are you talking to her too?
Not really, we… we matched, messaged a bit,
And then… And then she ghosted me.
- Why? What'd you say? - Nothing. I don't know.
It was, um, after I told her what my job is.
Maybe she's not into cops.
Or up to something illegal.
I think it could be Max Hastings.
There's something I found out about Max and--
Okay, fuck!
I knew this was coming. I know this looks bad.
What looks bad?
Someone saw Jamie, right?
- Shit. - Getting out of my car that night.
I can explain the blood, okay? I didn't say anything because I was--
- Let me out! - No, you've got it wrong, Pip! Wait!
Pip!
- Calm down a second! Wait! - Let me out!
Let go over there! Wait, Pip!
- Pip, stop! - No!
Jamie was in your car the night he disappeared!
His blood is on your seat! You killed him!
No, you've got it wrong, Pip!
- No! Help me! - Will you listen?
Look. No! It wasn't on Friday night.
It was Monday last week, and Jamie was fine after.
That's not Jamie's blood. That's mine.
Monday night?
That's your blood on Jamie's jumper?!
Oh, what happened?
- Why do you always think I kill people? - Dan!
It was Max, okay?
He made me do it. It was that thing with Andie, okay?
It only happened once, but Max saw us together.
And if Max ever told anyone, if Jason ever found out, he…
I can't lose him. He's the closest thing I have to a dad.
So I did what Max asked.
He told me to pick Jamie up,
to intimidate him, and make him drop out of the trial.
But it didn't work, okay? Jamie hit me.
Why the fuck would I drop out?
That's where the blood came from.
Why would you help Max?
- I just said. Because of Andie. - What about Nat?!
What about Nat?
Dan.
Woman A…
Woman A is Nat.
I thought you knew.
Nat?
Max… raped
my sister?
I'm sorry.
She's my little sister.
It is my job to protect her.
Why didn't you tell me?
I could have done something.
This is all my fault.
It's not. It's Max's fault.
Everything comes back to him!
That's why you thought
he had something to do with Jamie's disappearance.
And you?
He faked an alibi for Friday night, so he's definitely hiding something.
We have to find out what.
He won't talk. You know what he's like.
We'll make him.
I'm not going to like this, am I?
You ready?
Your turn now to tell them the truth.
Inspired idea from Epps, having you take the stand.
You're not a criminal. Don't have anything to hide.
You order something? What, more clothes?
Mum, can we talk? About the plea.
There's nothing to talk about.
You know what to do.
Something wrong, officer?
Come in, please.
We got a call. There's lots of press outside the court today.
Sergeant thought it was a good idea I escort Max into the building.
- Why is there lots of press? - Don't worry about it. Come on.
Yes. You can't be late, Max.
See you there.
Back seat.
That was the turning. You missed it.
Yeah. We're, uh… We're going another way.
What other way? There isn't another way.
You don't like not being in control, huh?
Pull over.
How do you think those girls felt… when you drugged them?
That's not…
It wasn't me.
My sister.
I didn't do anything.
I could kill you.
Please.
Please, just take me to court. I can't be late. I'm on the stand.
Please!
What do you want? Money? I can pay you. It's not a problem.
You can't buy yourself out of this one.
Pull over.
Pull over!
Fucking pull over!
Fuck! I'm calling the police.
There's no signal here.
- Oh, fuck. - Why do you think we chose it?
Who's "we"?
You're kidnapping me.
Just a little.
Do you think this is funny? I can't be late for court.
You could start walking.
- What the fuck-- - Hey!
Dan will drive you.
Only if you tell me what I want to know.
You can't do this. I'll tell my lawyer, the police--
What evidence do you have that we're talking right now?
It's your word against mine.
Fuck's sake.
Fine. Fine.
Are you Layla Mead?
- What are you talking about? - What did you do to Jamie?
I didn't do anything to Jamie!
You made Dan pressure him to drop out the trial.
The night he disappeared, you doctored CCTV footage to create an alibi.
Yeah.
I know about that.
Where were you on Friday night?
- Nowhere. I didn't-- - Time's ticking, Max.
- What will the jury think? - I'm telling you--
Your mum's going to be so disappointed in you.
- Don't you talk about my mum! - Where were you?
I was at… I was at the train station car park, okay?
Howie Bowers?
What were you buying from him?
No comment.
It's bad enough that you created a fake alibi to cover it.
That's not the only reason why I… Ah, fuck.
Go on.
What were you going to say?
I just fucking knew this would happen.
That you'd drag me into this shit.
And I can't have it, not this week!
Do you think they're wondering where you are?
Maybe your mum is…
I saw Jamie, okay?
- Is that what you want to hear? - When? Where?
When I left the train station.
We didn't even speak. I just saw him walking down Wyvil Road.
When?
- After midnight, at 12:15. - What was he wearing?
Jeans. Black hoodie, hood pulled up.
Jamie was wearing a burgundy shirt that night.
- You're still lying. - I'm not! I'm-- I'm not.
I swear-- I swear that's what happened!
Look, I can do the right thing, you know?
Look, I'm going to court--
No, you can't!
You've never done the right thing in your entire life.
I'll get Ravi his job back. I shouldn't have done that.
- Sal was my best friend and-- - Don't you dare talk about Sal!
He's dead. He never knew who you truly were.
He'd be disgusted by you.
Like everyone else in your life once this trial is done.
No one is ever going to care about you again.
They'll lock you up, and you'll disappear, Max.
That's your ending.
We need to go. To get him to court on time.
Take him.
Pip!
Why are you here?
You didn't think, when you told me this plan,
that I wouldn't be worried about you?
I'm a worrier, Pip.
I know.
- I'm glad you're here. - Are you? You knew, didn't you?
I heard what Max said. That he's the one who got me fired.
Ravi, I'm so sorry.
- He said if I didn't drop out-- - When did he threaten you?
During the memorial.
That's why you've been acting weird about my speech.
You missed it.
I'm so sorry. I tried to make it back, but Max, he… He tricked me into…
- Why didn't you tell me? - Because it was a shitty decision to make.
Choosing between you and the trial. It was never really a choice.
I didn't want you thinking you weren't the most important thing…
- 'Cause you are. - You should have told me. We're a team.
I'm not annoyed that you decided to testify.
That's the right choice. I can get another job.
I'm annoyed that you didn't think you could tell me.
I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
You need to speak to me, Pip, not protect me.
I'm supposed to protect you too. Let me in. Let me help.
I don't think I deserve you.
It's my fault you lost your job.
It's not your fault, Pip. You got this all backwards.
Backwards?
Jamie used to write notes like that when we were kids.
Any idea what the password could be?
Nope.
Jamie's password!
I think I know what it is.
- You coming? - We're a team, remember?
You get Jamie. I'll get Max.
I want to see him fuck himself over on the stand.
Go get 'em, Trouble!
There you are. Where have you been?
I stopped for coffee. Long line. Hey.
Can we-- Can we talk before we go in? It's important.
- Football team? - Liverpool.
Hmm…
- Mum's maiden name? - Murphy.
Okay, um… I've looked everywhere.
In his wardrobe, my wardrobe, the washing machine.
Yeah, it's… It's not here.
- You're sure Jamie has a black hoodie? - He wears it all the time. It's missing.
Do you think it's possible Max was actually telling the truth?
If Max saw Jamie wearing a black hoodie,
that means Jamie had to come home to get it,
after the Calamity party, before Max saw him.
Okay, if that's true… is the hoodie the only thing he came back for?
I should have woken up. I should have stopped him from leaving.
- Mum, you didn't know. - First pet?
Peter Pan.
Mm-mm.
- Nicknames? - Uh, Tolkien.
'Cause his initials are J.R.R.
Try Little Kilton.
What's that book he was reading?
I thought this was it.
Hey, sweetheart. Come on, it's okay.
It's okay.
Nat Da Silva.
What's that song that Jamie wrote? The silver one.
"So Long, Silver."
We're in.
- We're in! - Oh!
Let's check his socials.
Shit, he's not logged in here.
Browsing history?
He searched this three days before he went missing.
Is it… possible Jamie found out he had a brain tumor?
Is that why he's been acting so strange recently?
No!
Uh… no, I mean… If he was sick, he'd tell me.
- I'd know. I'm his mum. - Didn't tell us about the trial.
Jamie's watch. Is it GPS-enabled?
No. I don't-- I bought it for Christmas. I think it, uh, just does calories.
After midnight.
Look! Look. After midnight, he walks somewhere, and then…
Well, then he just stops.
If Max is really telling the truth,
and he saw Jamie wearing a black hoodie on Wyvil Road at 12:15,
then Jamie took 1,874 steps from that time, that location.
We can use this data to set up a search area for Jamie.
I'll send an email, organize a search.
Check the heart rate.
No.
No, he, um…
Does his heart just stop?
To the best of your recollection,
can you tell us about the party hosted on February 22nd, 2019?
I'll try.
It was at the abandoned manor.
You know, down the end of Wyvil Road.
I was with my friends, Naomi and…
Mr. Hastings?
Can I…?
Can I please say something?
I've been thinking about this a lot, and I…
Well, now is your chance to speak, Mr. Hastings.
I've been thinking a lot about those parties, trying to remember.
And, uh, you know, it's so clear to me now what the…
the right thing to do is.
I don't want to.
This is going to be really hard to say, and I feel so guilty.
Mr. Hastings?
I…
I know who attacked those girls.
It was…
my friend, Sal Singh.
Order!
I said, order!
There you are.
First Cara, now you and Connor. Why is everyone MIA this week?
I'm busy, Lauren.
I have someone to find.
I'll walk with you.
We need to talk. About last night.
- About Robin. - I don't want to talk about Robin.
You never want to talk about anything.
Sorry. I just…
I don't want to have to choose between you and Robin.
So please, please, don't make me.
- He started this. - You did, making him call Max on Sunday.
Pip! Pippa Fitz-Amobi.
I've been looking for you.
I've been looking for you too.
You can't just send an email to the whole school
asking them to join a search party later.
Can't I? Thought I already did.
Right, you have an attitude problem, young lady.
- Leaving detention yesterday. Now-- - Interrogating a teacher.
What?
- When did you--? - Can we go talk?
- In a classroom? - No. Going to the headteacher's office.
Layla Mead.
Does that name ring a bell?
Never heard of her before.
Oh, that's strange because you follow her on socials.
Have liked almost all of her posts.
Funny thing is, Layla Mead is a catfish using photos of a student here.
You know Ruby Foxcroft?
Won't the PTA think it's creepy
if they find out you've been talking to someone using her image?
Oh, look!
- There's Ruby now. - So weird.
Ruby!
Hi!
I didn't know until after.
Okay? I'm new. Ruby isn't in my classes. I swear.
I mean, I believe you, Mr. Clark.
I'm just a young lady with an attitude problem.
What will the other teachers think?
Especially after everything that happened with Mr. Ward last year.
What do you want?
Is this about Jamie Reynolds?
I've listened to your podcast. You can't record me…
- I can't be-- - I'll anonymize your voice, okay?
I'll bleep out any identifying details. I promise.
This isn't about you.
It's about Layla Mead. Tell me everything you know about her.
There isn't much to know. She isn't real.
Mr. Clark, I know you're not a bad person.
You'd never withhold information from me, knowing it might save a life.
Jamie's life.
Start at the beginning.
Um…
A few weeks ago,
me and Layla matched on a dating app.
We started messaging, texting, a phone call…
You've spoken to Layla on the phone?
Her voice. Is she a woman?
Yes, she's a woman. She's…
nice.
- What did you and Layla talk about? - Well, she showed a lot of interest in me.
It was flattering. She… asked a lot of questions.
Like what?
She wanted to know how old I was, when my birthday was.
If I had any big plans for my 30th coming up.
She asked a lot of questions about my family, my parents…
She just seemed very… interested in me.
- Did she tell you anything about herself? - Not a lot.
She said she was sick. She'd been signed off work.
Let me guess.
She told you she had an inoperable brain tumor.
- How do you know that? - Anything else she said?
Anything that could identify her? Did she ever mention Jamie?
No. That's all I know.
It didn't last very long.
We were speaking on the phone, and she asked what my job was.
So, I told her, and…
she hung up.
Never heard from her again.
Guess she doesn't like teachers.
Speaking of.
Now we need to talk about this search party of yours.
- No personal phone calls during school. - Hi.
Whoa. Ravi, slow down.
Max did what?!
I'm surprised we've already moved on to closing speeches,
considering the defense only opened their case this morning.
No one is denying what those poor young women went through,
but they themselves admit they have no memory of the attacks.
And how can you, members of the jury, be sure if the victims themselves are not?
And we only heard from two witnesses.
The defendant's own mother was supposed to give evidence as a character witness,
but she did not.
Max Hastings was not the only man, or should I say, boy, at those parties.
Yet that is the exact reasoning that is being used to condemn him here.
Isn't it as likely it was someone else who attacked those poor girls?
Someone who'd already been involved in criminal activity?
Or at least suspected of it?
This desperate 11th-hour move to pin these crimes on a dead teenager,
a murder victim no less, who's no longer here to defend himself…
Sal Singh's name was cleared last year.
If Mr. Hastings is willing
to throw the memory of his dead friend under the bus to save himself,
that tells you all you need to know about his character.
We're here in this court to seek justice.
And that now falls to you, ladies and gentlemen of the jury.
There is only one choice you can reasonably make.
That is to find the defendant guilty on all charges.
And as for missing witnesses, well,
the prosecution can talk.
Jamie!
- Jamie! - I'm going to court tomorrow.
If it's the verdict, I want to see Max's face when they say he's guilty.
No one could possibly believe that Sal--
They believed he was a killer for five years. That's why Max did it.
Jamie!
And what's the theory on Layla then?
It's not a theory. Just a thought.
So far, we know three guys she's spoken to.
Jamie, Dan Da Silva, and Adam Clark.
Weird thing is, all of them are 29.
Jamie, only because he lied about his age.
It's just a bit of a coincidence.
They're all white guys, have brown hair, look kind of similar.
So Layla has a type. A very, very specific type.
Or she's looking for somebody specific.
All she has to go on is an age, vague description…
I don't know.
We've only got a couple more hours of daylight.
Right.
- We should split up. - No, not again.
Everybody!
This side, go with Ravi and Connor. This side, you're with me.
That way! Come on. We're running out of time.
What are we looking for, Pip?
A body?
Fuck.
Can we go around?
No, Jamie might have come here.
- Do you know who owns this place? - Unfortunately.
- Can I help you? - Yes, actually.
We're looking for Jamie Reynolds. You might have seen his "missing" posters.
He might have come here the night he disappeared.
Can we take a look?
Before you say no again,
please just listen.
Jamie's been missing almost five days now.
If I don't find him soon, he…
It might be too late.
Jamie was supposed to be a witness in the trial.
You didn't help me with Becca, but please.
This is life or death.
What would you have said when Andie was the one who was missing?
Andie was friends with Jamie.
I always liked him.
I've got security cameras and an alarm.
Pretty sure if Jamie came through here, I'd know about it.
I thought you'd be watching the trial.
I can't. I have school. And I have to find Jamie.
Why aren't you there?
Uh, because I'm having a bit of a crisis here.
Lost a lot of contracts this week.
Might lose the company.
Because I convinced Becca to go to court?
No, no, it's because Max Hastings thinks he can take whatever he wants.
He's not going to win.
I promise.
He can't.
Members of the jury,
your task is to carefully consider all of the evidence
that has been presented in this courtroom.
At present, only a unanimous verdict can be accepted.
Therefore, you must be certain of the defendant's guilt.
If you are not sure, then you must find him not guilty.
You'll now be sent home for the day and will be brought back in the morning,
at which point the jury bailiffs will be sworn in,
and you will begin your deliberations.
Thank you.
All rise.
They'll do the right thing.
Yes, they will.
Jamie!
Do you think he was here?
What are we really looking for?
I heard Connor talking about Jamie's heart rate data.
- You don't think-- - No.
I don't.
I just need something.
Anything. A physical sign of where Jamie went.
I just need help.
This is where they used to have the Calamity party before the caves.
Until neighbors kept complaining, calling the police.
But why would Jamie come here?
He probably didn't. Just a coincidence.
I think it was a mistake,
using Max's sighting at Wyvil Road for this search.
You can't trust a word he says.
- We've found something! - Don't touch anything!
Is that…?
Yeah, it is.
Don't let anyone near it, Conn.
Pip!
You need to get here now. We found something.
Pip!
You cannot eat money, oh no
When the last tree has fallen And the rivers are poisoned
You cannot eat money, oh no
Pip!
Over here!
What is it?
If I was you, I'd run
If I was you, I'd hide
Found you.
If I was you, I'd be afraid
Afraid of what's inside
I can hear your voice
And I can feel you cry
No matter what you do now
Don't dare to close your eyes
The end is drawing near
I'll tell them that you tried