Run Away

Something at that university changed Paige.

Oh my God.

If I ever say I wanna do something like that, please come pick me up.

I've lost my mind.

Says the girl who wants to join an a cappella group.

That's much more dignified.

You did a bit of improv at university, didn't you, Si?

I did, Ingrid, yes. Thank you for asking. And I was extremely funny.

Ew, no.

Don't you mean, "Ew. Yes, and…"

Dad. Can somebody please muzzle him when we meet my hall mates?

Oh my God!

Can you guys not right now?

Oh. Sorry, Anya, but I'm afraid we must. It is a physical compulsion, my love.

How did we raise such brats?

Hi.

-Oh my God. Are you Paige? -Yeah.

-The trifecta's complete! -Hi, Paige. I'm Judy.

-Hi. -Oh right. I'm Katie. Do you play guitar?

I sing.

Parents! Hi, parents! You should know that I'm certified in first aid.

And I'm a Cancer, the mother of the zodiac.

-It's him. -You all right?

You're the one who attacked that unhoused man, aren't you?

Because it's disgusting if you are.

Pretty problematic of you to assume he was unhoused. Why do you think that?

-Piss off. -Gladly.

Hi, Katie. Um, you might not remember me. I'm Simon Greene, Paige's dad.

I did send you a message, but I never heard back.

I didn't know who it was.

Really? It started with, "This is Paige's dad."

Scammers are really creative these days, okay?

How did you get my number anyway?

You gave it to me that first day you all moved in together.

You said if there was ever anything I needed.

Oh. Right.

Is this because of the video? Because there was context--

Oh no. I loved the video.

I know what a shitbag Aaron is.

I just wanna talk to you about Paige, and why she left Lanford.

I don't really know.

She's missing.

Oh.

I went to see Aaron's dad. He told me that Paige sought Aaron out.

We always thought it was the other way around.

Yeah, they first met when Paige visited him.

-Do you remember when that was? -Um, actually, yes, exactly.

She asked to borrow my car January 13th weekend.

-I know because that's my mum's birthday. -Really?

Yeah, she turned 62.

No, no, no. I mean, Paige drove to see Aaron?

-She never drives. -I know.

I told her she was doing too much for a rando.

Did she say anything about him?

She kind of stopped telling me stuff at that point.

I'm sorry, Katie.

She was my best friend.

Like, I'd never had a friend like that.

And then, for no reason, she just started acting like she hated me.

Paige's addiction turned her into someone none of us recognized.

She changed way before the drugs.

What?

The drugs came later, with Aaron.

Are you sure? I thought maybe she visited Aaron because he was a dealer.

Why would she drive four hours for a dealer?

We're on a university campus.

She could've gotten drugs from any guy with an eyebrow piercing.

There's zero chance she was on anything before meeting Aaron.

She changed before getting into all of that.

I'm late for my class. I'm sorry. I wish I could help more.

-Aaron was murdered. -What?

Why? By who?

I don't know who, but I'm terrified that they're after Paige.

That's why I need your help.

I need to work out what happened here, on this campus,

that made her borrow your car and go to Aaron.

Take a moment to think. One thing.

Anything that might have made her change.

Paige told me there were problems at home.

-What problems? -I didn't ask.

That's your family's business.

Why are you doing this? Why?

I really need to go now. I'm sorry.

What about, um… …the other friend, Judy?

-Can you put me in contact with her? -I can't.

She went home early for the term break.

Sorry. Bye.

I hurried to the shop before you woke up.

Wouldn't be a Mrs. O'Hara visit without a fry-up, would it?

Oh, that's so kind of you.

Is it all right?

Lovely.

Good.

It's so wonderful you two are still so close.

You were always two of my favorites.

Aw. You say that to all your foster kids, don't you?

I can't believe how beautiful you are.

You were such a feral child.

And you.

You're exactly the same.

-Thanks so much for letting us stay. -Oh, of course.

Do you mind if I ask what brought you here?

Just work.

We're freelance, and our employer was supposed to book us a hotel nearby.

There was a mix-up. Anyway, you really saved us.

So you work together?

You were fostered in this very house, and now you work together. How incredible!

-Isn't it? -It is.

Oh!

Sorry.

I didn't know you could produce sound.

Yeah. All kinds.

So, what… what do you two do?

It's really boring stuff. Trust me. Not worth getting into.

Could I, uh, bother you for some more tea?

-Of course. Of course. -Thanks.

I was, um…

…checking her pulse. I…

I must have fallen asleep.

That's a new one.

Your boss says you've been spending a lot of time here.

Don't you have your patients' pulses to check?

Well, my shift's over.

And frankly, somebody should be here to be with her.

Do you think Ingrid would want you here?

I'm sorry, what kind of a question is that?

We went to that restaurant,

where she got the takeout from.

They said Ingrid seemed stressed and agitated,

was acting weird.

She asked to go out the back.

So, with that in mind,

not to mention rumors of a disagreement between the two of you

and CCTV footage of you following her to the restaurant…

am I wrong to think she might be scared of you?

Ingrid's not scared of me.

Why would she be scared of me? I…

Dr. Stanfield, I think it's best you accompany me to the station.

My mum, she passed away.

Ingrid wasn't scared of me.

I think she was just worried about someone seeing us together.

Why would she be worried about that?

Well…

we used to go out together.

Years ago. Way before she met Simon.

So, maybe she thought people would get the wrong idea.

Is it the wrong idea?

Where did she go? From the restaurant?

Look, nowhere that has anything to do with what happened to her

or her daughter's boyfriend's murder, okay?

I'm afraid that's nowhere near good enough.

You were away from the hospital the entire time she was gone.

Look, I swear, all of this is irrelevant.

I'm in a very awkward position here. I want to respect Ingrid's privacy but--

But if she doesn't have an alibi for the murder…

She does have an alibi.

Which is?

It's me.

After she left the restaurant, she went back to my place.

And I met her there.

So she couldn't have murdered Aaron.

I was right. They're shagging.

I don't know.

Ruby, they clocked in and out of the hospital at the same time.

His colleagues confirmed it.

He himself admitted they had a thing back in the day. They are shagging.

I think he wishes they were shagging.

But I just don't see it.

So what, you think they were just innocently hanging out?

A married woman and her former lover in his apartment?

And that's why Dr. Jay was reluctant to say anything about it?

Or she was never there.

She was out killing Aaron Corval, and this simp's covering for her.

They're shagging.

Do you think Simon knows?

Be worth finding out.

A cheating wife and an addict daughter? Could have pushed him over the edge.

I'll go talk to him.

Suss it out.

-Hey, how's your mum? -Fine. No change when I left.

-Are you at home? -Yeah.

I've been tasked with retrieving extra pairs of my mother's underwear.

Which might be more traumatic than the coma.

Okay, Sam, look, I need you to do me a favor.

-Mm-hmm. -Go into Paige's room.

-Go to her old boxes. -Okay.

I want you to look for a diary or a planner or something like that.

Dad, isn't mum's knickers enough?

I mean, I don't want to poke around my sister's diary.

What if she talks about gross boy stuff?

You'll manage. It's important, please.

Okay.

Haven't you been through this stuff a million times?

Yeah, well, I didn't know what to look for.

I've got a planner.

Okay, go to the weekend of January 13th.

-Can you tell me why now? -That's when she first met Aaron.

Okay, I'm on January 13th.

There's a big 'A' for Aaron the arsehole.

What else am I looking for?