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you're ready, yeah.

Does that kind of thing

happen a lot with your mother?

It's weird 'cause...

when I met your mum it was at

this marketing conference thing

which is basically a room full of boring people

talking about boring things for a living.

But your mum got up on stage

because she was doing a talk

and the whole room felt silent 'cause

she just had this energy about her

and she made you feel like she was

taking to each person individually

and she was up there

talking to us about

the secret of,

I don't know, whatever.

And halfway through I realized

that I was laughing.

And I was the only

one laughing,

I looked around the room and everyone was looking

at me like I was some sort of crazy person

but Beth just carried on.

It was like she was trying to

make me laugh but just for me.

By the end of it, obviously,

she'd got everyone around

and everyone was standing up

on their feet and cheering.

I was at the back so

I popped out to the loo and,

when I walked in she was

in there but had her back to me.

And I realized that she was

just throwing her guts up,

over the toilet,

just vomiting.

Sorry, that was probably a really

weird story to tell you wasn't it?

Look, what I'm saying is

your mom is so clever and...

and so controlled or she likes to

think she's in control all the time.

She likes to believe

she's in control.

I think at the moment

she's having a...

a bit of a tricky time.

I just need your help

to look after her.

Do you think you

can do that? Thanks.

[thud]

Beth!

[indistinct whispering]

Amy.

Where've you been?

What were you doing

by the cliff edge?

[yelling]

Are you hearing what I'm saying?

[quietly]

Yes.

Then what were you doing?!

Why were you following me?

Crab pots.

Look, this place is...

I think we should leave.

I'm not going anywhere.

You can go if you want.

We can't stay like this.

What are you doing here?

I'm trying to help you.

Why?

Go get cleaned up.

There's no one else here for miles,

except you, me, and my daughter.

Where's Maya?

This is ridiculous. She can't

have gone far, can she?

Cliffs, rocks, you said it yourself,

if when the tide comes in...

Yeah, but she's never

disappeared before, has she?

No. Maya! Maya!

Christ, are you drunk?

Let's just find Maya, okay?

Okay, she hasn't run

off before, though, has she?

What are you getting at?

Well, just that if you're...

How can you have

one eye on her...

I know how to look

after my daughter.

Yes, but after what

happened yesterday...

Maya! The only thing

that's changed is you.

Beth, come on, what are

you not telling me?

Maya!

Why did you come

down here, Maya, why?!

Why?

[exhales]

You can't leave me

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