♪♪ ♪♪ [ Bell rings ] [ Bell rings ] [ Tires squeal ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ -Yeah.

I think we're okay.

No villagers with flaming torches and pitchforks.

-Mind you, it is still quite early.

-You're not funny, you know?

You don't have to do this.

You can just take the day off.

-Why would I do that?

-Perhaps because you didn't get a wink of sleep.

-Says who?

-Maggie, we've been married 30 years.

Do you think I don't know the difference between you sleeping and you just lying there all night with your eyes closed?

-[ Scoffs ] -What?

-Nothing, I'm just trying to work out if that is sweet or creepy.

I'm fine, I promise.

-Alright, okay.

And we've been married 31 years, by the way.

-I know that.

Just rounding down.

-Carol.

Oh, do you think I should go -- -No, she's on her way to work.

Just leave it.

-You're right.

Baby steps is what's needed here.

And I need to work out exactly what I'm going to say to all of them.

The last thing I need to do now is to rush.

[ Horn honks ] -[ Gasps ] Is she looking?

-I don't know.

Your head's in the way.

-Do you want me to check, or -- -No.

No.

Otherwise, you might make eye contact.

And then you'll have to wave.

And I'll have to wave.

And the whole thing will just seem sarcastic.

-Maybe... drive away, then?

-I'm gonna drive away.

[ Engine starts ] ♪♪ ♪♪ [ Laughter and shouting ] [ School bell rings ] [ Cellphone chimes ] -I don't -- I mean, it's just unbelievable.

[ Door opens ] Oh, Roxanna, uh, can I just have a quick word, hon?

-Okay.

[ Door opens ] [ Door closes ] -Sorry, can I just...?

[ Cellphone chimes ] For God's sake.

-Oi!

♪♪ -Didn't you see them?

-Didn't I see who?

-Rubberneckers.

-Who?

-The people staring at you like you're in a zoo exhibit.

-What people?

-The couple who live opposite.

Oh...

I wouldn't mind, but they never even come in here.

-Well, maybe they will now.

-Not after what I just said to them.

What?

You should sue the radio station.

-Ah, I just want to forget about it.

-You should at least sue Maggie Cole.

You know, she's always been like this?

She used to work at the school when I was there.

She sent me to the old Headmistress for pretending to smoke.

-Pretending to?

-I was only 8 years old.

It was only a bit of rolled-up graph paper.

Go on.

Sue her.

It'll be fun.

-I told you, I just want to forget about it.

If you see any more rubberneckers, don't swear at them until they've bought at least one pint, eh?

This is still a business.

[ Cellphone chimes, vibrates ] ♪♪ -Is something wrong?

-No.

Just, Liam sent me another one of his unfunny jokes again.

[ Cellphone chimes ] [ Cellphone chimes ] -[ Sighs ] [ Indistinct conversations ] [ Laughter ] [ Cellphone chimes ] ♪♪ [ Brakes squeak ] -You really didn't need to come with me, you know?

-Moral support.

-Hello.

This is a nice surprise.

-Yeah, you might want to hold that thought, Maggie.

-Sorry?

-I think we should go inside, Mum.

♪♪ -No infection, no inflammation, and certainly no novelty pencil eraser.

-But he said he shoved it right in, all the way.

-Mrs. Jarvis, if he had, then, I assure you, he'd either be completely deaf or completely dead.

As he appears to be neither, I'm going to suggest he's either lying or it simply fell out.

-My Tommy don't lie.

-Then I refer you to option "B."

Right.

[ Keyboard clacking ] Of course, you know where he got it from, don't you?

A school trip up the Keep.

That Maggie Cole runs it, don't she?

-I've no idea.

-Yeah.

Yeah, she does.

I was just reading about that radio interview she gave, actually.

Yes, well, if I were you, Mrs. Jarvis, I'd spend less time worrying about what some -- Hang on.

What do you mean, reading?

Reading about it where?

-Do I get a lolly now or what?

-Yeah, after some lunch.

♪♪ -Well, what am I looking at?

-Your interview, Mum.

And... -..it's trending.

-Trending?

-Number two in the county, number eight in the country.

Slap bang between the "X Factor" final and International Pets Day.

-But I-I don't understand.

-Well, someone posted it online last night, and since then it's been retweeted like... 1,200 times.

-Oh, God.

-It's basically become a meme.

-A meme?

Yeah, you know, like the woman that punched the horse.

-Becks.

-I'm just explaining it to her.

-Oh, God.

The things people are saying.

[ Telephone ringing ] -They're just trolls, Maggie.

-Oh, uh... -Thurlbury...Castle.

-Fort.

-Keep.

-Keep.

Uh, yeah, she is.

Mum?

-Yes.

-Dad.

-Right.

Peter?

Peter?

I'm a meme.

I know, love.

I know.

♪♪ 8,000 retweets in 24 hours.

There aren't 8,000 people in Thurlbury.

That means absolutely everybody's seen it by now.

Even the bloody Queen has probably seen it.

-Right, well, that's my O.B.E.

up the Suwannee, then.

-What are you doing?

-What do you mean, what am I doing?

I'm looking out the window.

Why can't I look out the window?

-It's my window.

-Right.

I mean, I like to think of it as ou r window, but that doesn't -- -Oh.

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.

-Now where are you going?

[ Door closes ] ♪♪ -Carol.

Carol, please, wait.

Carol.

-What?

I just want to say that I'm sorry.

-Well, now you have.

-And I want to let you know that I am gonna make it right, all of it.

I am.

If you could just hear me out for five minutes.

Carol, please.

You're gonna have to talk to me eventually.

-Why?

-Well, because -- because you're my doctor.

-Go private.

[ Gate clangs ] ♪♪ -[ Sighs ] ♪♪ ♪♪ -Hi, Emil.

-Hey.

-I see you've had a run on Marcus Ormansbys.

-Ah, people are buying them to see if they appear in them.

-Hm.

-Which they don't.

-Are you okay?

-No, Jill, no.

It's not been a good day.

-Oh.

Ditto.

Is Roxy at home?

-She came straight home and straight to her room.

Just like when she was a teenager and she was upset.

-I never knew what to say for the best then, either.

-Well, judging from how she's turned out, I'd guess you always managed to say the right thing.

-I hope so.

Thank you, Jill.

♪♪ -Well...

I never actually read one.

Plus, I kind of like the title.

-Mm.

[ Scanner gun beeps ] ♪♪ -Alright, kidda?

Where's your mum?

-Upstairs.

Dad, are we millionaires?

-[ Exhales slowly ] What are you doing?

Come on, you don't want Josh seeing this.

[ Bag zips ] -I think it's a bit too late for that, don't you?

We said we weren't gonna touch it.

We said we'd leave it for a year.

And only then spend it in small amounts.

-I know.

I just... We were just sitting on it, though, Kelly.

70 grand.

I just wanted something to make it feel real, you know?

-A sports car, Neil?

I mean, couldn't you have gone with a new TV or something?

I'm surprised you didn't get a personalized number plate while you were at it.

[ Sighs ] Neil, you haven't?

-K-E-L-L-1-3.

-Ugh!

-I know you're Kelly with a "Y," but that was already taken, so...

It's on order.

It's supposed to be a surprise.

-Well, it was.

It is.

You may as well have got one that spelled out "thief."

-Don't say that, Kelly.

We didn't steal anything.

You know we didn't, we just... We took advantage of an opportunity.

That's all.

And nothing has changed.

-Nothing's changed?

Neil, the entire village thinks we've won the lottery.

-Well, maybe that's the answer.

-What is?

-What you just said.

-What?

-If the entire village thinks we've won the lottery, who's to say we haven't?

♪♪ -Carol?

-I take it you've heard what the number-one trending topic across the county today is.

-I have, yes.

-Are you gonna tell me where you've been?

-There.

-Really?

On a Monday?

Must've been a bit of a surprise.

And how exactly did you explain that sudden little -- -It's over.

-What?

-I ended it.

It's over.

♪♪ ♪♪ -It was too soon, wasn't it?

Me trying to talk to Carol, it was too soon.

-I thought you didn't want to talk about this.

-I don't want to talk about it, and I'm not talking about it.

-Right, then.

-[ Sighs ] It was too soon, wasn't it?

-[ Sighs ] I don't know, Maggie.

You know, it's not like there's a set of rules for this sort of thing.

-But if there were?

-I don't know.

If there were, uh, maybe something like, you know, if you are going to publicly announce on the radio that, uh -- that a woman's husband is having an affair behind her back with a man, maybe give it, you know, 48 hours before bringing it up.

-And I gave it 24.

-You gave it 24.

-Probably where I went wrong.

-Probably where you went wrong.

-[ Sighs ] -It'll be 48 hours tomorrow.

-Oh, you -- -Sorry, sorry.

♪♪ ♪♪ -Oh... [ Scoffs ] -Morning.

-Nothing.

It's... -Jamie.

-What's up?

I'm running late.

Ahh, I'm gonna miss the team huddle.

-Estate agents huddle?

-Yeah.

Estate agents huddle.

Why can't estate agents huddle?

-I don't know.

I suppose they can if they want.

You might want to forgo this one, though.

-Why?

Becka, why am I forgoing my huddle?

-Well, that's a sentence I bet you never thought you'd say out loud.

Sorry, I'm just trying to lighten the mood before you flip out.

-I should've left like 10 minutes ago.

What's so important it's gonna make me flip out?

♪♪ Yeah.

That'll do it, alright.

-Do you need a huddle?

-It says I broke the Internet.

Did I?

Did I break the Internet?

-Oh, I think the Internet will be alright.

-I can't believe they've done this.

What will they all think?

I almost wish it was my photo instead splashed over the front cover.

-Do you?

-Well, turn to page three.

-Ugh!

Oh, ugh.

That's from the Halloween disco.

-They must've got it from the school website.

-Yeah, but there's loads of much better pictures of me on there.

It's as if they've chosen this one deliberately.

-Yeah, it does get worse.

They've got your age wrong, too.

-What?

What?

[ Telephone rings ] -64?!

-Hello?

It's Jamie.

-Tell him I already know.

-She already knows.

-She already knows.

-Does she know about her age?

-Is she okay?

Is she handling it?

-Oh.

-Yeah, yeah.

She's, uh, just -- hang on two secs, Jamie.

-Here, here.

You can take the car today.

I've decided to call in sick.

-Where are you going?

Where do people usually go when they call in sick?

To see the doctor.

-No.

No, wait, Maggie.

Maggie.

Oh... [ Door closes ] -Sorry?

-Pfft.

Oh.

[ Music blaring ] [ Music stops ] -Reckon he's seen the paper?

-Don't know, don't care.

It's not true, anyway.

Don't do that here.

-What, outside Mr. Big's?

-Aww, you're sweet.

-Do you still believe in the tooth fairy, too?

-Hey, if it means I'm getting a fiver under my pillow, then, yeah.

-As if anybody is paying a fiver for your teeth.

-Why, what do you mean?

What's the matter with my teeth?

-Nothing, Liam.

They are very, very nice teeth.

-Mm.

It's your brain I'm worried about.

-See you tonight.

-Yeah.

Oi, Syd... Look, now it's all out in the open, why don't you just ask him?

-Sure.

I'll get right on that.

-Morning.

-Morning.

-What's she doing here?

-She asked to see you.

I asked what it was about, she said it was personal.

So, I told her, "You can't see the doctor unless you have a medical reason to see the doctor."

So she said she had one.

I said, "What is it?"

She said, "It's personal."

So I said, "If you don't tell me what it is, then I can't put it on the system.

And if I don't put it on the system, then can't see the doctor, end of."

-Yes, and?

Trench foot?

♪♪ ♪♪ -"Concerned parent 86."

-Sorry?

-Oh, this woman on our website.

Well, I assume it's a woman.

Sounds like a woman.

Keeps making all these sort of poisonous little posts.

"In light of recent events, do other parents agree the Headmaster's position has become untenable?

Blah, blah, blah, conflict of interest.

Whinge, whinge, whinge, best for the school."

I mean, as if any of this is Peter-- is Mr. Cole's fault.

If you ask me, he's the real victim here.

Oh, after all of you lot, with your pictures in the paper, obviously.

-Oh, Jill.

Hello.

-Um, Roxanna's not feeling very well, so she's gonna go home.

-Oh, right.

And what's, um...?

What's wrong?

Uh... Oh, uh... -I've got a free period, so I'm gonna drive her.

-Yeah, of course.

-It's all getting a bit out of hand, isn't it?

Radio, Internet, newspaper, and all because of one women.

Oh, did I hear you say that, uh, Roxanna was going home sick now?

-Oh, I don't know, Karen.

That would depend on whether you were listening in to our conversation or not.

-No, I was not.

-Well, then, presumably you didn't hear me say anything of the sort.

-Well... Only, if she is, then I need to update my system, do you see?

-Well, if you were listening in and you did hear me say it, then you'd better update your system, yeah.

It's a tricky one, isn't it?

♪♪ -Not one word of any of this is true.

You do know that, don't you?

-Of course I do.

-Poor Roxanna.

Is she okay?

What's she said about it all?

-She's fine.

-Really?

-Yeah.

Yeah, honestly.

She's good.

-So I've heard.

I read it on a toilet wall.

-It's not funny, Liam.

-It's a bit funny.

-Go and get changed.

You're coming with me to visit Nana.

-Me?

Why can't he go?

-'Cause, unlike you, I have a job.

-Oh, yeah, yeah, I've heard of those.

You did have another one, though, didn't you?

A better one.

And then you packed it all in to come back here, to Thurlbury.

Well, it's because I missed you, Liam, so, so much.

-Aww.

-Will you go and get changed?

At least the T-shirt.

-What's wrong with it?

-It's got a cannabis leaf on it, you bellend.

-Who are you calling a bellend?

Anyway, she won't know what it is.

Half the time, she doesn't even know who I am.

-Oh, lucky her.

-Liam.

-Alright.

God.

-See you tonight, then, Mum.

-You don't regret it, do you?

Coming back, I mean.

Only, I do sometimes feel guilty that maybe you just... -Mum, it's okay.

Big-city life wasn't for me.

I needed to get out, trust me.

-I'm glad you did.

Oh, these last few months, everything that's happened.

Mum going into that home and... And your dad.

I don't know how I would've got through it.

-It's okay.

-And you really shouldn't call your brother a bellend, you know?

-Alright.

♪♪ [ Telephone rings ] -She is, yeah.

Are you sure?

Mrs. Cole.

-Hm?

-The doctor will see you now.

-Ah, thank you.

Oh.

Oh.

Ow.

♪♪ -You know, Roxy, nobody actually believes a word of it.

The kids at school don't, I don't, and I know for a fact that your dad won't.

It's tomorrow's fish and chip paper, that's all.

-Alex hasn't even spoken to me since.

And it's not like he'd believe it.

At least, I don't think he would.

It's more likely he's worried how it would look to his mates or something.

-Oh, he's an idiot.

What can I say?

He doesn't deserve you.

And if it makes you feel any better, I happen to know that Geoff Gill in 3C has a huge crush on you.

-He's 8.

-Yeah, well, I'm not saying you don't have a long wait in store.

I'm just saying, you know, you've got options.

-[ Chuckles ] -That's better.

Don't let the buggers drag you down.

That's what my gran used to always say.

I know I'm not.

-Thanks for driving me home.

-What goes around comes around, Roxy.

You'll see.

♪♪ ♪♪ Marcus?

You're Marcus Ormansby, right?

-I am, yes.

And, no, before you ask, none of my books are based on anyone in this village.

I've already had three people stop me this morning and -- -No, no, no, no, no.

Sorry, I'm Jill.

Jill Wheadon.

I'm one of the outed six, too.

-The outed six?

-What?

Oh, you mean you haven't...?

Oh, okay.

-What the...?

"Radiogate"?

Are you kidding me, that stupid interview?

How is this front-page news?

-Huh, welcome to Thurlbury.

[ Chuckles ] If it's any consolation, it is quite a good picture.

-I'm not surprised.

it was taken about seven years ago.

-Yeah, well, mine was taken about a stone and a half ago, so I guess we've both been lucky on that front.

-Well, this certainly explains all the funny looks I've been getting.

-Thanks, I guess.

-Actually, um, I'm a teacher at the local primary school, and I was wondering if you might -- Oh, God, I mean, say no if you like, but, uh, would you be up for coming in sometime, giving the kids a-a little talk about writing and that?

I-I'm sure they'd love it.

-I'm not exactly J.K. Rowling, you know?

I doubt any of them have even heard of me.

-Oh, uh, yeah.

I think they have.

-Fair point.

Alright, sure, why not?

-Oh!

-[ Sighs ] I suppose us outed six need to stick together, right?

-Right.

[ Laughs ] ♪♪ -So, hopefully, you are now suitably reassured that you are definitely not suffering from a malady that's gone generally unreported amongst the populous since at least 1949.

[ Keyboard clacking ] -I've also got a sore throat.

-Yes, well, there's a lot of it going 'round.

It usually clears up within 24 hours.

-But if it doesn't, I should probably come back, like, tomorrow.

Possibly the next day.

Maybe even the day after that.

Until it clears up.

-[ Sighs ] You have exactly five minutes.

-Carol, I am so, so sorry.

-You've already said that.

-I know, I know.

But I need you to -- I mean, yes, I could stand here and try to tell you that that stupid reporter got me drunk and then he asked me lots of leading questions and then he edited the whole thing together completely out of context.

I could try and tell you that.

-You pretty much are.

-But I -- I don't want to do that.

Even though that is the whole truth, by the way, I don't want to do that.

I want to -- I want to make it right.

I want to fix whatever issues I may have caused, completely inadvertently, between you and your husband.

Honestly, Carol, that is all I care about.

[ Sighs ] Um, have I caused issues?

-I'm sorry, Maggie, just to be clear, are you actually asking me whether your radio announcement, regarding my husband having a homosexual love affair behind my back, might possibly have caused a teeny, tiny rift in our relationship?

-Well, sort of.

But mainly how I can make it better.

[ Keyboard clacking ] I'm a good listener, if that counts for anything.

I mean, look, regardless of what I may or may not have said, edited, completely out of context, I do know that you and your husband obviously love each other very mu-- Oh.

You used to have a -- -It's in the drawer.

[ Drawer opens ] I put it away after every single patient that came in started looking at it and asking me questions.

Or worse, looked at it and deliberately went out of the way not to ask me questions, just awkwardly sat there instead, giving me that awful, sad, sympathetic head tilt people always do.

I hate that look.

-Mm.

-Would you like to know the truth, Maggie?

-Well, I -- -I think you deserve it.

And when I say that, I don't say it in a good way.

♪♪ [ Indistinct conversations ] -I've got to head out.

In fact, I won't be back until closing.

The brewery's got this, uh, thing with the suppliers.

It's gonna go on late.

-A party, is it?

-Hope not.

Look, are you gonna be, uh, alright to handle things here, lock up and that?

Double time.

-Triple.

I'm kidding.

Kidding.

Nah, of course I'll be all right.

You get off.

-Appreciate it.

-Brian?

You know nobody believes that rubbish, don't you?

Okay, to put it another way -- you know, if they do, then they're just as loony as she is.

♪♪ -See you tomorrow.

♪♪ [ Children giggle ] -I know, right?

-Yeah, something tickling you all?

-My mum said you married a froghorn.

-I suspect she said "foghorn," actually, young Hayley.

Actually, did I hear you got a gold star recently for your 12 times table?

-Yes, sir.

-Very good.

Do you know, I used to teach your mother.

And I remember she always had a lot of trouble with the old 12 times table.

So, why don't you get her to recite it tonight at tea time?

Hey?

Good girl.

[ Children talking indistinctly ] Jill.

So, um... how is she -- Roxanna?

-Upset, hurt, confused.

-Yeah.

And you?

So... No, no, stupid question.

Sorry.

-It's not your fault.

♪♪ -I know she's texted you a dozen times.

And I know you haven't replied yet.

I don't blame you.

Um... Jill, it's breaking her heart.

If you can just talk to her... ♪♪ [ Children talking indistinctly ] -His son?

-That's right, Maggie.

That's who your friend of a friend saw him with.

Not his lover, I'm afraid, just his son.

-You mean from a previous marriage?

-No, I mean from his current one.

There never was another man, Maggie, but... there is another woman.

♪♪ We met at a pharmaceutical conference he was repping at.

It started as an affair, of which I've had many.

And then it became something else, something I'd always been looking for but never believed I could have -- a family-free, child-free, completely committed, non-committed relationship... and marriage, of a sort.

I think the word you're currently clawing your brain for here, Maggie, is bigamy.

Carefree, victimless, Monday-to-Friday bigamy.

Not in the legal sense, of course.

He was never actually my husband.

But move a ring one finger down, and, uh, people stop asking questions.

Of course, that's all over now, isn't it?

Your edited, out-of-context interview has seen to that.

He chose me.

And now I've got everything I never wanted.

Just him and me forever and ever, till nervous breakdown do us part.

Oh, that's some hot gossip for you, isn't it?

Juicier than any you got your 15 minutes of fame over.

Will I be seeing it on Lo ose Women tomorrow afternoon?

-I don't -- I -- I won't tell a soul.

-Oh, I know you won't.

And it's going to absolutely kill you, isn't it?

Well...

I think that's our time up.

[ Keyboard clacking ] ♪♪ [ Door closes ] ♪♪ ♪♪ [ Doorbell rings ] ♪♪ Uh, Christopher, isn't it?

Is your mum home?

♪♪ Hello.

♪♪ [ Doorbell chimes ] -So, what did she actually say, then, Mum?

-Nothing.

-Well, she can't have just sat there in silence.

She must have said something.

-Well, she told me I don't have trench foot.

-Oh, well, there we go, then.

Every cloud, eh?

[ Door closes ] -Uh, Maggie... -Jill.

-Right.

I think we should... -Yeah.

Come on, come on.

-Jill.

-Peter thought that I should come and talk to you.

I don't see the point, myself.

I mean, what can you say?

"I'm sorry"?

-But I am sorry.

-Yeah.

Yeah, I'm sure you are.

After all... you've come out of this a lot worse than I have.

Have you, uh, still got that notebook, all the stuff you were planning for Thurlbury's big anniversary celebrations?

-Uh, well, yes, I have, but -- -Good.

I think it might be better if you give it to me.

You don't really think that you can still do it, do you?

Not now.

Surely, even you don't think that.

-But I'm Thurlbury's local historian.

-You run a gift shop, Maggie.

You just run a gift shop.

♪♪ Can I have the notebook?

-Yeah.

♪♪ -Thank you.

♪♪ I'll see myself out.

[ Door opens ] [ Door closes ] -Well... -Wow, that was pretty brutal.

-Mum, you okay?

-No.

No, I'm not okay.

Pissed off is what I am.

I'm pig bloody sick of it.

All of it.

I did nothing wrong!

Well, alright, yes, technically, I did do something wrong.

But I'm not the one who stuck it on the radio.

I didn't twittle about it on the Internet.

I didn't splash it all over the newspaper.

I'm not gonna be made to feel like a pariah in my own village.

In fact, do you know what we're going to do?

We're going to go out there, all of us.

We are going to walk to the pub with our heads held high.

We're going in there, we're gonna sit down, we're gonna have a drink, as a family, just like normal.

-What do you mean, like normal?

We have literally never done that ever.

-Well, maybe it's high time we did.

♪♪ -Yeah.

♪♪ [ Door closes ] ♪♪ -I think you're probably going to have to spend the next 40 years of your life trying to make it up to her.

And at least a quarter of that sleeping in the spare bedroom.

But we've both agreed that's where your home is.

She's waiting for you now.

-And us?

-Alan... you know that this would never work.

You know that this was never the deal.

You love me.

I love you.

You love her.

That was what worked.

[ Scoffs ] ♪♪ I mean, everyone thinks I'm the victim here.

That's not a role I can play.

No more than I can play the role you need in your life from here on out.

We both know that.

♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ [ Indistinct conversations ] [ Conversations stop ] -Is it just me, or does it feel like somewhere a piano player just abruptly stopped playing?

-Okay, if you -- you get them in?

-Yeah.

-And I'll just find a table.

This one's free.

-The one right in the middle?

-Yes, the one right in the middle.

Yes.

[ Patrons murmuring ] -Alright, sir?

-Oh, Liam, you got a job.

-No.

Uh, girlfriend asked us to give her a hand while the boss man's away on business.

Actually, after what I've been reading, it's -- it's lucky for you that he is.

-Oh, you can read now, can you?

Ah, well done.

I knew you'd master it eventually.

-What?

-Two and a half pints of Thurlbury and a rum and Coke, please.

[ Indistinct conversations ] -[ Sighs ] That's perfect.

-I, um, I don't know, Neil.

T-The numbers look wrong.

It's a different, like, thingy, font.

-What?

Nobody's gonna notice that.

It's basically just for show.

The hard part is over.

She might not know it, but Maggie Cole's seen to that.

It can't be a lie if everyone already believes it now, can it?

♪♪ -Well, at least everyone's stopped staring now.

Well, most of them have.

Well, those two have.

-Actually, Mum, I think they're German tourists.

-Let them stare, as well, if they want.

Who cares, you know?

Ahh!

So, it was the right move.

-Yeah.

It really was, Mum.

-Oh, yeah, it's not awkward at all.

What?

I said it wasn't awkward.

-Oh, God.

What's she doing in the pub?

She's a doctor.

-[ Sighs ] It's fine.

I doubt she'll even want to come -- And here she comes.

-No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

-Maggie.

-Carol.

I just want you to know that everything you said was true.

-I don't really -- -I got the whole story out of him tonight.

He was living a lie, and he made me a part of it.

So, he's gone.

-Oh, um... -Now, don't get me wrong, you had no right to discuss my life in public like that.

No right.

But if you hadn't, then...

I suppose I never would have found out the truth.

So, as far as I'm concerned, that's the end of it.

♪♪ How's your sore throat?

-Oh, uh -- Yes, l-lovely, thank -- Uh, better.

Much better.

-Glad to hear it.

[ Indistinct conversations ] -Mm.

-Well, th-that was nice, wasn't it?

Now I bet you're glad you came [laughing] aren't you?

-Cheers.

-So, the doc's fella really was doing the dirty on her, then, eh?

-Apparently.

-Kind of makes you wonder what else she was right about, don't it?

-No.

It doesn't.

[ Indistinct conversations ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ [ Door opens, light switch flicks ] [ Keys, purse thud ] -Oh!

-Hey, come on.

Baby steps, just like you said.

You know, one down, five to go.

And let's be honest here -- she was probably always gonna be the hardest one.

-Probably, yeah.

-I'm gonna go on up.

-Okay.

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