Broadchurch

~ Previously on Broadchurch... ~ Joseph Michael Miller, how do you plead?

~ Not guilty. ~ No!

DS Miller attacked the defendant.

We can't afford to lose this confession.

I am minded to exclude the confession from evidence.

Members of the jury, you are to disregard it entirely.

There were two girls, Lisa Newbery, 19,

was baby-sitting for her 12-year-old cousin, Pippa.

Her parents went away for the night to a friend's wedding.

Next day, both girls were gone.

Our main suspect was Lee Ashworth.

~ Lee is my husband. ~ Claire needs to meet Ashworth.

~ Let it go. ~ Then the families never get truth, never get justice.

It was like I was addicted to him like he was my drug.

~ What the hell are you doing? ~ If he walks because of you...

Claire!

~ Hey! Did you see a man and woman come down just now? ~ No, mate.

What are you doing?

Checking the cameras. Ashworth turned them off.

~ Why didn't you see them? ~ I had Beth to deal with.

What is the point of you? Give me your keys. Car keys! Now!

You're not supposed to drive.

I'm gonna look for them because you didn't do what we agreed. Keys!

No, this is not my fault. Don't put this on me.

I am sick of everyone putting their shit on me when I'm not responsible.

I'm sick to the back teeth of taking flak for stuff I haven't done.

Fine.

You have the keys. I hope you bloody well crash

and have a heart attack while you are crashing!

Ungh!

Think, think, think. Where would you take her?

Where would you go?

Beth, what are you doing?

Ellie, do not come near me.

Have you phoned Mark?

I haven't got my mobile, I ran out cos of you.

So I'll call him. Just take it slow.

~ Were you having contractions before your waters broke? ~ Get off me.

Been having them for days on and off.

Midwife kept saying they were Braxton Hicks.

~ He's on voicemail. ~ Course he bloody is.

I'll call Lucy. Maybe she can drive you to the hospital.

I'm not going to the hospital.

I'm having a home birth.

~ What are you doing that for? ~ Will you just go away!

You stupid cow I'm trying to help you.

You can't even walk, now, lean on me.

~ I don't want you here. ~ Well, tough shit.

Argh!

The defendant's confession excluded,

the defence impugning the integrity of the police investigation.

~ Are we worried? ~ Are you worried, Ben?

Yes, a bit.

Then don't be. We make our case steadily and thoroughly.

We do not get buffeted by daily winds.

I just...

I wondered if we might recalibrate our strategy, is all.

We have facts on our side.

Family, forensics,

postmortem, communications,

eyewitnesses, all strong, all good.

Do we still call Ellie Miller as a witness?

Given what she did to her husband.

We still have DI Hardy's evidence to complete. I'll decide after that.

Question is, will they call DS Miller for the prosecution?

Her credibility is damaged with the beating.

If it were me, I'd limit the damage by not using her.

Whereas we want her in the box so we can take a run at her.

Yes, we do.

We should be able to argue for it as she's on the back of the indictment.

I worked out some thoughts you might like to use on her.

It's fine. I'll figure it out.

Sure, but I've already done the work.

~ So you might as well read it. ~ Abby, I'll do my own prep.

Course. Right, yeah, good.

Make your own way to court in the morning.

I've got an appointment first thing.

I'll see you there.

Argh!

Mum? Mum!

Chloe, help me get your mum upstairs into the pool.

~ Chlo, I don't want her here. Get her out. ~ Oh, shut up.

Claire! Claire!

Where is she? Argh!

Where is who?

You bugged us.

~ Where is Claire? What have you done with her? ~ We're not suspects.

~ We are not prisoners. ~ Get off him.

~ You all right? ~ Course he's all right.

~ I want you out. ~ Or what, you'll call the police?

Out now!

You don't set how long I spend with my wife.

Got it?

Now, I will tell you everything that you missed at Sandbrook

when you stop pissing me about.

I'll call you, babe.

What the hell are you doing?

Argh!

All right.

They are every 40 seconds apart now. You're doing ever so well.

~ I'll go. ~ I need gas and air.

~ Midwife is here. ~ Thank god for that.

It's coming again.

Breathe into it.

Argh!

~ Why the hell did you go with him? ~ Because I was terrified.

I haven't seen him in a year and a half and I did what he told me.

~ You should have called me. ~ "Hang on, Lee, love.

I'll give Alec a ring."

~ Did you just jump out of the window? ~ Ran across a few gardens

~ and flagged down a taxi. ~ You brought him here?

~ The one place he doesn't know about. ~ I had no choice.

You put cameras in there without telling me.

~ I wanted to know what he would say. ~ You don't trust me to tell you, no?

You want to talk about truth? Yeah?

What is this?

Dunno.

Yeah?

Don't lie to me, Claire.

It's a bluebell.

It was sent to me like that...

.. to... an old post office box I used to use,

when I did mail-order hairdressing products. I...

~ Who sent it? ~ I dunno. ~ What does it mean? Why did you keep it?

So you'd have something to find when sneaking through my cupboards.

~ I don't want to talk to you. Get out. ~ Claire.

If there is anything you've not told me,

about what happened with you and Lee,

about Sandbrook,

now is the time.

What have you done?

What have you done?

I have told you everything.

Get out.

Argh!

Argh!

Just try slowly breathing down a bit, Beth.

~ You can go. ~ It's all right. I'll wait with you.

Did you phone your dad?

Yeah, no answer.

Will she be all right?

Yeah, she'll be fine. This is what it's like, it just takes a while.

Argh!

Did you really not know?

About Joe and Danny?

No.

I'd have done something.

How do you live with it?

Don't have a choice.

Like any of us.

Argh!

Where have you been?

Chloe, what are you doing up?

What are you doing here?

Oh, bloody hell.

~ Where have you been? ~ I'm here.

I'm here, take my hand.

Argh!

OK, well, at least she is safe.

What are you gonna do now?

I dunno. Claire wouldn't talk to me.

I'm gonna need you to talk to her.

That can wait.

Beth's just had her baby. Little girl.

Oh, that's nice.

Tell 'em... congratulations.

Yeah.

I'll see you at the court.

'Yeah, OK.'

Hello, baby sis.

Well done, Mum. You all right?

I will be till the Pethidine wears off.

Congratulations, Beth.

Get that woman out of my house.

~ Beth. ~ Mum.

Now.

~ Sorry, Ell. ~ Do not apologise.

It's fine.

I'm happy for you.

I'm going to court today even if it means I'm dosed up on painkillers.

Hello.

Hello...

What's your name gonna be?

I'm your dad.

I am.

Aren't you beautiful?

You are very welcome here, my love.

We're gonna look after you.

We're gonna take such good care of you, you know.

Such good care.

That you are gonna be so loved.

So, so loved.

You are.

You are.

We'll get it right this time.

Hello.

'I won't follow you. I won't come to the house.'

I won't...

make things difficult.

But when you need me,