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work all night?

I'm on the brink of something.

Where's the tea?

We don't have tea.

Don't tell me you

forgot the tea.

I didn't forget the tea

'cause we don't drink it.

There's coffee on the stove.

- Penny saw a ghost.

- What?

She had a nightmare.

She got wound up and

had an asthma attack.

It was a real f***ing ghost!

- Penny!

- Whoa!

What kind of language

is that, young lady?

It's the language of a

girl who's being neglected

by her father, which is

why you're taking them to

the bloody seaside today.

Today's no good.

Alec!

Alec, we agreed, you were

going to look after the kids

till they start

school next week.

And I will, most

days, just not today.

I'm in the middle of

something very important.

I'm very pleased for you.

And you can pick it up

where you left off when

they start school next week.

This isn't something that

you can pick up and drop off.

It's very important that

you position it exactly

in line with the study window,

10 yards from the house.

It's this distance here.

There were these cuts and

scars all the way up her arms.

I know I didn't dream it, Mum.

I really didn't.

No, I know it must seem like

that but sometimes we just

can't tell.

OK, then why was

the door locked?

The door wasn't locked.

Penny, the door

doesn't have a lock.

- The door was jammed.

- Jammed?

Old houses move over time.

Things stick.

OK, well, you know Emily?

Well, her uncle bought this

place near Manchester which

was haunted, and he got this

guy who came and sorted it out

in, like, one visit.

Now, have you been

tweeting about this?

Mum, we've got

to do something!

He's not like... he's not

like a priest or anything.

He just says he was

born with a gift.

Oh, my God, you've

contacted him.

No, Mum, not yet. Emily

just sent me the link

to his homepage so we

could check him out.

Let me see that.

You've got to be kidding.

What? He's super discreet!

Promise me that

you're not going to talk

about this online anymore!

My God, Mum!

This is my work

you're dissing, Penny!

I'm gonna get a reputation.

Fix yourselves some lunch. I'm

going to check on the guys.

Donnelly?

"Sorry we missed you."

What happened?

We have a little problem.

Ah! Wow!

My lad's not

normally superstitious,

and neither am I.

But we thought with the

history of the place and all,

you'd wanna keep it covered.

Thought you understood.

The history of the place

is exactly what we're

here to to restore.

Then I'm afraid

you're on your own.

But why is it such a big deal?

I've got a reputation, Mrs.

Hamilton.

Small, but enough

to keep me in work.

If word spreads that Sean

Donnelly has invited the wrong

kind of publicity,

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