Stay away from my family. I AM your family!
Everything she says is a lie.
I am your daughter. I just need answers.
Then what are you going to do? I'm worried about you.
You've got to look at the evidence,
listen to what the police are saying,
what the medical records say.
You're starting to show. You're eight months.
This baby will be coming soon, so work out what you want to do.
Help! Give this letter to Zoe,
and everything will make sense.
Zoe, stop! Nobody will tell me the truth!
Your baby didn't die.
So what am I going to do with you now?
SHE SOBS
SOBBING CONTINUES
SOBBING AND GRUNTING
I used to be so proud of you when I was little.
Telling everyone that my dad was a doctor
because he loved helping people.
That's the reason I became a doctor, yes.
And you believe you were helping me by telling me that my baby had died?
Zo...
You were 15 years old.
I know how old I was.
I got drunk at a party.
I made a mistake.
All I wanted was to give you and the baby the best chance in life.
The best chance in life?
Have you seen the scars on her back?
I reached out to a colleague from my time at Aurielville.
She was a good woman,
and she assured me she'd find a loving home for her.
Yeah, well, she didn't.
No.
No, she didn't.
And... I failed you.
As for my colleague...
Is this the same woman I spoke to in France?
The one who told Sandrine about me?
I need her contact details. The number I had no longer works.
Dad!
My daughter...
Your granddaughter is out there.
She is alone, and she is afraid,
and I need to find her.
I can't give you that information.
But I will handle it.
Like you handled it last time?
Fine. I'll find her, with or without your help.
RINGING TONE
REORDER TONE, SHE SIGHS
DOOR CREAKS
What's wrong? PHONE RINGS
Oh, erm...
Bonjour. Er...
Is this Nathan Carnel? MAN: 'Speaking.'
Oh, good. You speak English.
'Who is this?' Er, my name is Zoe Dalton.
I'm the birth mother of Stephanie Lacroix.
You wrote an article about her six years ago.
She was accused of arson. I'm trying to locate her.
'I remember her. Erm... what's going on?'
I spoke to a woman in France
who told my daughter that her adoption
was illegally processed through Aurielville Hospital.
Do you know of it? 'Yeah, yeah. Stephanie Lacroix.
'She was just one of the many illegal adoptions at Aurielville.'
Sorry. What do you mean, "one of"?
'I wrote a piece on it.' You mean there's more?
'It was a big story, but it was never published.'
Please, if there's something you think I should know, tell me.
'No, I can't, OK? I received death threats.'
Death threat? From who?
'Look, you don't know what you're dealing with here,
'and I'm not comfortable having this conversation any more.'
Please. Is there anyone you know... 'Goodbye.'
..who could help me find my daughter?
DISCONNECT TONE What the hell's George involved in?
I don't know, but we need to find Sandrine fast.
I'll go talk to him.
Well, I've tried. He's not giving anything away.
Let me try on my own. I'll get more from him.
Trust me. George and Zoe know absolutely nothing.
It's Marie who's been talking to Sandrine.
IN FRENCH:
'That's what Stephanie calls herself now.'
MAN CHUCKLES
'She won't be a problem any more, Fred.'
Find out what she knows.
What about your wife? 'She's under control.'
She thinks George is responsible for everything, and I...
I'll keep it that way. 'OK.'
DOOR CREAKS
Hey. Did you speak to Dad?
Yeah.
I have been through every possible scenario,
and it keeps coming back to him
being part of these illegal adoptions.
I mean, I don't know why I'm surprised.
He told me my baby had died.
But the fear in that journalist's voice,
and the woman Sandrine got me to call...
Do you really think he's capable of that?
I'm sorry, Zoe, but yeah...
..yeah, I think he is.
And I don't know who he's got involved with, but...
it sounded to me like he's a big part
of these black-market adoptions.
And he admitted that? Not in so many words, but...
ENGINE STARTS
Who the hell is that at this time?
It's Dad.
Where's he going?
His phone is still switched off.
Whose?
Dad's.
We should call the police.
No, no, wait. Wait, wait, wait.
We just need a... need a second to think about what we do next.
OK?
You know how I studied medicine on a scholarship?
Yes.
I was surrounded by all these public-schoolboy types.
They had everything going for them. Could never keep up.
But your dad...
..he saw something in me.
And for the first time in my life, I felt like I could get ahead.
I idolised your dad.
And all these years that I've been working with him...
If this gets out, no-one's gonna look at me the same again.
Look, Chris...
I'm sorry, but... we can't keep it to ourselves.
He admitted it to you. He'll just deny it.
Well, I need to find Sandrine and keep her safe. I know.
But you heard what the journalist said.
If these people find out that you're interfering,
he'll put Sandrine at risk.
Look, wherever she is, it's safer for her
if we don't draw attention to her.
She's resourceful.
She knows how to look after herself.
Hey.
She's gonna be OK.
OK. Yeah?
NOAH: What's wrong?
Oh.
I'm just a bit worried about Sandrine.
I'm not.
You have every right to be angry with her.
It's different for me. She's my daughter.
But you were just a teenager.
A baby would have ruined your life.
I would've had a different life. That's all.
Listen, we need to get to school, otherwise we're gonna be late.
Noah, come on.
What's this writing in the corner?
I think that's... like a dedication
that people write at the front of books.
Mm. Bit hard to read.
CHRIS: Noah!
Coming.
HEAVY BREATHING, WHIMPERING
SHE MOANS
SHE SCREAMS
Hello, Marie.
Jesus.
George.
You've looked better.
So have you.
What are you doing here, George?
Let me get straight to the point.
I need to know why you gave Zoe's information to Stephanie.
Stephanie had a right to know who her real mother is.
And I'm sick.
I want to die with clear conscience.
I'm so sorry.
But you know, you did nothing wrong.
That's why I sent you Chris.
You acted in good faith. Your conscience should be clear.
SOFTLY: Well, it isn't.
Un cafe? Si, monsieur.
There is so much you don't know, George.
You remember Fred Gastou?
Yes, of course.
He was the man you collected Zo's baby with.
Chris told me about him.
I was so naive.
I should have known... I was being groomed.
Groomed?
What we did out of compassion Fred turned into profit.
What happened to my granddaughter, Marie?
Chris and I,
we were ready to hand her over to a loving couple.
But Fred didn't give her back to me.
He said if Chris or I tried to do anything about it...
..he would ruin us.
Where did she end up?
And who were the Lacroixs?
The highest bidders.
She was sold?!
Why the hell didn't you tell me?!
They would have killed her.
Poor Chris.
Huh.
What?
At first, it broke him. But the money was good.
And after a while...
..something changed in Chris,
..and he took control of the situation.
He'd find young pregnant women who could be exploited...
..convincing them to hand over the baby for a fee.
They would sell the baby to the highest bidder that Fred could find.
And Chris... Chris would forge...
the birth declaration in their name and take his cut.
Good God.
And this all started with me.
This is going to destroy Zo.
Careful what you tell her, George.
She'll want to confront Chris.
And if she threatens Fred's business,
hers and Stephanie's lives will be in danger.
I'm sorry.
RINGING TONE
VOICEMAIL: 'Zoe here. Leave a message.'
BEEP
Oh, hi. Zo, it's Dad.
Look, I just had to pop over to France,
but I'm now running to the airport to catch a flight back.
But... Zo, look...
..you and I do need to talk,
so I'll see you at home this afternoon.
OK. Bye.
MARIE GASPS
Zoe. I wasn't expecting you.
I need your help.
Yeah.
"Dear Art."
"My favourite book..." Something, something.
"Favourite person? Love, Beth."
Sandrine must have ripped the paper from a book.
And wherever that book is, I don't know,
maybe there's something that can help me find her.
I know it's a long shot, but... it's all I have.
Art and Beth.
That would be Elizabeth Jones. Her husband was Arthur.
But they've both been dead a good few years now.
Where did they live?
Oh, from outside the village somewhere.
Up near Castle Farm, I think, but I was never there.
I'm sorry, love. I wish I could be more help.
No. That's great.
Thanks.
Last I heard, that house was falling apart, so be careful.
HEAVY BREATHING
SHE GRUNTS
Please, just let me go.
Thirsty?
I'll give you a drink, but first...
..I need to know what you know and who else you've told.
What I know about what?
The longer you drag this out...
..the harder it's going to be.
Mmm.
I don't want to keep you here.
But right now, you're not giving me a choice.
Zoe called Marie, but she wasn't willing to say much.
I don't know this Marie.
She's the woman who told you about Zoe.
I need to know what else she told you.
She told me Zoe was my mother. That's it.
DON'T FUCKING LIE TO ME!
She must have told you about the black-market adoptions.
THINK!
When my father was angry...
he beat me...
..and he'd say, "You're not worth the money."
Are you saying I was actually sold to him?
Who else knows that you came to find Zoe?
PHONE RINGS
SHE CRIES OUT
MUFFLED SCREAMS
PHONE RINGING
Hey.
ZOE: 'Dad called and left a voicemail.'
I tried calling him back, but I think he's on a flight.
He says he'll be home this afternoon and that he needs to talk to me.
'Did he say what it was about?' No, but it didn't sound good.
Where was he? 'France.'
'Listen, have you ever heard of Arthur and Elizabeth Jones?'
Oh, erm... Rings a bell. Why?
I've just got a hunch that Sandrine's staying at their house,
but I can't find the bloody place.
'Mum thinks they lived over on West Side.'
Oh, d'you know, I'm not really sure.
Erm... maybe go back to the village and ask around.
Yeah, maybe.
OK. Well, listen, let me know how you get on, and we'll speak soon.
Bye.
BREATHING HEAVILY
It'll be completely painless.
I promise.
You'll drift into a nice deep sleep...
..as your heart slowly comes to a stop.
No! No, you don't.
Come on. THEY GRUNT
Argh!
CHRIS GROANS
GROANS
Oh... fuck.
Hello?
Sandrine?
RINGING TONE
PHONE RINGS
ZOE: 'She was definitely here.
'And I think somebody held her against her will.
'I'm scared, Chris.'
It's far more likely that she was holding someone there herself,
given what she did with Amber.
No, I've got a really bad feeling about this.
I even found a gag with hair on it that looks just like hers.
I'm calling the police. 'No, no, no, no...'
That's a really bad idea. DISCONNECT TONE
Fuck!
RINGING TONE
'Holt? It's Zoe.'
OK. Come on, come on, come on.
SHE GROANS
Do you think anyone saw us? Don't worry about that. Look...
Are you sure you can walk all the way to the house?
Yeah, yeah, I think so. Yeah?
SHE GROANS
Is it happening?! No.
Just give me one second. OK, OK.
SHE BREATHES HEAVILY
OK. Yeah?
Yeah. OK, let's go.
That's her hair on that. I'm almost positive.
There's certainly signs of struggle since we were here yesterday.
You've searched this house already? Yeah.
I mentioned it to Chris.
You mean Chris knew about this place?
I believe he did. Yeah.
I know it's been a tough time for you all.
Chris mentioned how worried he's been.
Did he not say anything to you? SHE SIGHS
I'll call this in.
This is Inspector Holt.
We have a possible kidnapping site
at the old Jones house at Castle Farm.
Requesting immediate support and backup.
PHONE RINGS
Shit.
Hello, Fred.
FRED: 'Jones was here. He met with Marie.'
You're going to have to take care of him.
'Understood.'
And I expect to be compensated.
I know of a girl.
Her baby is due any day now.
SIGHS
BUSY LINE TONE Shit!
Oh! Where is he?
We're not gonna make it. I'm just gonna keep trying.
He has to pick up eventually.
Shit. Oh!
SHE PANTS
PHONE RINGS
Argh!
Come on. Let's just get you to the house, OK?
SHE SOBS
SHE SOBS, CRYING OUTSIDE
It's OK. Keep breathing.
What the hell is going on?! She's having a baby.
What? I didn't know you were pregnant.
No-one does except Dad.
He's meant to be helping us, but I can't get through to him.
Chris knows about this?
It's OK. You're fine. I'm calling an ambulance.
Can you get her inside? Yeah, come on, come on.
Zoe's... Zoe's fine. Zoe's gonna get help.
Come on. Watch your step. RINGING TONE
MAN: 'Emergency. Which service do you require?' Hello?
I need an ambulance, please. It's urgent.
'Is the patient conscious and breathing? We have your location.'
Yes, yes. Are you OK?
Raye's in labour. What?
'We'll be with you within an hour.' It'll be too late.
Zo... Zo, get your mother over here. We'll take care of it.
All right, Raye, just another little examination.
Try and relax as much as possible now.
Breathe. SHE WHIMPERS
Breathe. Well done, well done.
Good. Breathe. Breathe. You're doing so well. You're OK.
Very good.
Try and stay relaxed. Good.
Thank you, Zo. RAYE SOBS
I can't do this.
Oh, yes, you can. Yes, you can.
And out. Good.
And it'll all be worth it, I promise.
SHE PANTS Just keep breathing.
You're doing great.
RAYE SOBS
Hello, Raye.
How far along are we?
Good. Baby's crowning. Oh!
Raye, that means your baby's nearly here.
CRYING: Good.
I'm just going to leave you for a moment.
I need to go out and grab my bag.
I've got this. Good.
SHE SOBS
Dad!
What were you doing in France?
The woman who told Sandrine about you... Marie,
I had to go over there to speak with her.
She was a colleague of mine and Chris's.
Chris worked in Aurielville?
There's so much you need to know.
RAYE CRIES OUT But not now. After.
Dad! After.
Right down. Good girl. SHE SCREAMS
Good girl. Keep it coming. Big breath.
Good girl. Good girl.
Little breath. And again. Keep it coming.
Why did you go to France?
I needed to find out the truth about what happened to Stephanie.
Chris, I'm sorry,
but Raye is having a baby up at the house.
I have to cut the cord.
So if you have one ounce of decency left within you,
you'll let me get back there right now.
What did Marie tell you?
Chris, not now. I have to get back. What about Zoe?
What have you told her? Nothing yet.
But now that Marie's told me what you got involved in...
What I got involved in?
I only got involved because of you! Oh... Chris...
I never got you involved in selling babies.
HE SIGHS
Look, I'm sorry I used my influence over you
to help us relocate Zoe's baby to France.
Chris, I don't have a choice.
Zoe's got to know.
George...
I'm sorry.
THEY GRUNT
Argh!
Shh! Shh!
HE SIGHS
THEY CHUCKLE
You have a beautiful baby boy.
You did it, Raye.
Hi.
Hey. Hi.
BABY BABBLES
I know Chris did a lot of... work trying to help me, but...
It's all right. You can tell me.
I don't think I can give him away any more.
Raye, you don't have to do anything you don't want to do.
You're his mother.
His little hands. Aw!
Congratulations.
I'll be right back.
Perfect.
ZOE: 'Dad?'
Dad?
CHRIS: Look, George is taken care of, OK?
They'll think it's Stephanie. There's a baby on its way.
I need you to have the paperwork ready.
I'll sort the travel arrangements out,
and I'll get it to you as soon as I can.
Zoe, what are you doing?
I need to get some fresh towels. Raye's just had a baby.
Raye's had a baby? Where is she?
They're in Amber's room.
I-I'll go up there. I'll get the towels.
RINGING TONE
Holt...
Can't talk. HOLT: 'Understood.'
Are you looking for these? Ah. Why'd you lock the door?
I'm trying to protect our family.
I just wanna check on dad.
Ah. Your dad.
Your dad used me.
He was my mentor.
And he sent me down to France to do his dirty work.
And now we've got some very dangerous people involved.
Dangerous people.
You were the one who was holding Sandrine!
You left this in the Jones' house.
You don't get it, do you?
You don't understand the decisions I've had to make.
BABY CRIES
What the hell were you gonna do with Raye's baby?
Get your hands off me!
I have to offer them something!
RINGING TONE
OPERATOR: 'Hello. What service...?' Hi. Yes, I need an ambulance.
You're sick! We have to stick together.
They will kill us. You, maybe. This is your mess.
You've given me no choice.
SHE SCREAMS Hey!
No, no, no, no, no! Chris, no!
Dad, what are you doing?
Amber... Let her go.
SIRENS WAIL
It's over, Chris. It's over.
George is in the guest house. I called an ambulance.
OK. Go now. You have the right to remain silent.
You do not have to say anything,
but anything you do say may be given in evidence.
DOOR CLOSES
Thank you for coming back.
THEY CHUCKLE
OK. Ready? Mm-hm.
# Happy birthday to you
# Happy birthday, dear Zoe
# Happy birthday to you. #
Thank you.
APPLAUSE
I saw you.
DOORBELL RINGS
I'll go and see.
Who wants cake?
Mm. Yeah.
THEY CHUCKLE
DOOR OPENS
LYDIA: 'Hello, George.' GEORGE: 'Hello.'
Who invited Dad?
'I would really like to speak with Zo.'
'Her due date is next month. I'm not sure it's wise.'
'I-I won't stay long, I promise.'
'Well, I'll ask her.'
Thanks.
'It's George. She's just having a word.'
Hey.
Hi.
I-I'm sorry. I don't mean to disturb you.
I just... wanted to let you know in person that...
..the police contacted me, because apparently,
Marie kept detailed files on every single baby.
I'm sorry. I had no idea there were others.
Whatever becomes of me, for my part in all this,
I-I just don't know, but...
..I'm willing to face the consequences.
Thank you.
AMBER: 'Aw! That's so sweet.'
Sorry. Happy birthday.
You shouldn't have.
Would you like to join us?
Oh, thank you, but no, I-I really ought to be g...
HE SOBS
Come on, Grandad.
HE SOBS
HE SNIFFLES
I... I thought you'd be gone back to France by now.
Don't pretend you wouldn't miss me.
THEY CHUCKLE
WOMAN: 'George!'
'Hi.' 'Hello!'
AMBER: 'Come meet Raye's baby.'
'Hello, everyone.' RAYE: 'Is Zoe still outside? Zoe!'
'Oh!'