I, Anna

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a digital scale and plastic bags.

Brooks, find the flat mate.

I'll get the spouse.

The guv was first on the scene,

at five in the morning no less.

Mrs. Stone?

Detective Frank.

Mrs. Stone, I need to talk to you

about your husband.

I leave my card. Call me, please.

It is important.

What is happening?

The police are here. I don't know.

Hello?

Hello? Hello?

Emmy?

...Then we can have dinner,

just you and me. Okay?

Janet Stone, did not come to work.

- What about her car?

- Gone. She's on the move.

- That doesn't make her a suspect.

- I call her car, then.

- Have you found anything about George Stone?

- Slightly disturbing taste in porn, so far.

- Is it across the border?

- Not legally speaking.

Great. Remind me why I'am here.

Okay. Find me the flat mate.

Anna? Everything all right?

- Emmy!

- Hello.

- Mom, it's from three years upwards.

- Hi, Chiara!

I can take them.

She was awake half the night.

- What happened to your arm?

- It's only a fracture.

- I slipped in the bath.

- I can't leave you alone for a minute...

What about your dad?

Emmy, I'm not stupid.

He didn't show up.

- I'm sorry.

- You're not at all.

Of course I am!

I don't like to see you upset.

- He isn't ready for us yet.

- Us?

You know what I mean. I missed you.

Who is Allegra?

- Got Allegra lucky?

- Emmy!

- Well? Did she?

- You make it sound easy.

Mom, these kinds of things are meant to help.

Did you even talk with someone?

All are terrible. I can't do it.

Do not be such a snob.

- Simon isn't speed dating.

- Mom...

Not everyone has to read

books for a living.

- What's up? You lost a fight to your girlfriend?

- Yes, blood.

- I ain't your blood.

- I can't get the money.

- I've got a problem.

- It's sorted.

- Huh?

- Adz is taking care of it.

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