Kept saying it needed fixing.
Look at the state.
All right. Only needs a bulb change.
Oh, it's a bit Phantom of the Opera.
- Probably a ghost. - Don't.
- Stop being daft. Tell Gloria.
She's already on it if I know her.
- Speak of the devil. - This is it.
Okay, no problem. I'll, uh, just go back to the van and get some tools.
Ta, love.
Gloria?
You all right, Gloria?
I've been on at them for weeks to sort this.
When you open your caff, take me with you, yeah?
Sure thing. I'll cook, you serve, and Rachel can be on ghost watch.
So, it's you behind this Ouija board, then?
What Ouija board?
Guess not.
What moron'd do a Ouija board?
Come on. What kind of a backstreet Ouija board is this?
They're the same letters, aren't they?
Oh, I don't like this.
Then go.
Should you be doing this?
Midwife said no shellfish. Didn't mention speaking with the dead.
I need a volunteer.
Go on, Gloria. You are the manager.
Fine.
I ask for a shield against malevolent spirits.
Cloak all participating in this session
with the armor of righteousness, goodness, and love.
Repel all harmful energies from this sacred space
and from all present.
- Should've done this to Rick.
Any spirit willing to communicate with us must do so through the Ouija board.
Is there anyone here with us today?
Let yourselves be known to us.
Yeah. Guided by the spirits.
What is your name?
- Tom. - Tom.
- Does that mean anything?
My grandad was Tom.
Tom.
Do you want to speak with Gloria?
- Bloody hell.
Gloria?
Owt you wanna say?
Are you sorry?
- Fuck off!
Wait, no, you can't!
- We need to close it properly!
Gloria!
- Mum? - Mm?
Oh.
Look, none of you could have known what would happen.
And none of you are to blame. Okay?
- I'll see you later, then.
Wren, do you wanna tell him?
We heard Roch last night.
She... It spoke to Wren on the phone.
Noah, it sounded just like her. It were terrifying.
I were shitting myself. Didn't sleep a wink.
That's why I look so rough.
- Guess you miss a lot of sleep. - It's hot, and I can't be bothered.
What did it say?
She said she'd seen me in the garden,
but when Roch had it, she said she could hear her mum.
- How does Alyssa tie into this? - I don't know.
Doesn't fill me with confidence. Who are we meeting in Manchester?
Someone we think can help. Down by t'viaducts.
A perfectly safe place to meet a stranger with easy access for dumping our bodies.
You don't have to come.
- We're coming. - Thought you said you weren't confident.
We're coming. Just listen to what I'm saying. Drop it.
- Ladies and gentlemen.
Unfortunately, we will be delayed arriving into Manchester Piccadilly.
- We apologize for any inconvenience.
- Northern Fail strikes again.
What?
- Nothing. - Just a meme.
- The Dicks. - "Like father like daughter"?
What, does your dad beat up teenage girls or summat?
What?
You gotta ignore shit like this.
Yeah? Well, why don't you download it and see how you cope?
Are you an idiot?
What? I didn't say anything wrong.
I was just saying her dad don't beat up teenage girls.
So, uh, what did he do?
He spent time in jail.
It were manslaughter.
Is there a manual for this friendship group I can read?
Pow. Right in the kisser.
Do one, Taz.
It's Rocky Bal-Noah.
Do you think Princess Di ever came to Bolton?
March 17th, 1993.
Visited the hospice.
Could've driven off after but shook everyone's hand who were waiting for her.
Class act. Hard to follow that.
Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for your patience.
We will be shortly arriving at Manchester Piccadilly.
Right, come on. We have got a date with a complete stranger
who may or may not want us dead.
This is the place.
Are we early or summat?
"Neither are you late or early. You arrive precisely when you mean to."
Gandalf?
- Jaya. - You're our rendezvous?
What?
- Is this a joke? - Joke?
No, Wren, wait, I--
Do you guys know what Red Rose is? I heard you talking about it.
Can we trust her?
I don't know. This is weird.
Okay, let's chat.
All right, well, we should go to--
Only after you tell us how you know about Red Rose.
- Did you download it? - Download it?
Yeah, Roch sent me the--
Your phone.
It hides itself.
Was this it?
It hid itself from my parents.
- Oh my God. - Rochelle?
- What the fuck? - Oh my God.
I don't like this.
What?
Wren, let's see.
- Step back.
- Do what she says.
Oi, Wren, this way.
I don't like this.
- Wren.
Come on, Wren.
Rochelle's taking us to a dogging spot.
You're getting so close to knowing what happened.
- We're doing this. - I don't trust this at all.
Getting warm.
Getting warmer.
Oh God, you're almost boiling!
Wren, what you doing?
Please just stay back.
Listen to her.
Wren!
- Roch? - You can do it.
Great idea heading down a dark tunnel, innit?
What?
What is it?
Wren?
Come on.
Wren?
Just stay there.
- What are you doing? - Don't leave her. Come on.
Wren, come to me.
Join me.
- Do you hear that? - Join me.
- Join me! - [Noah[ Wren!
Wren!
What? What is this place?
Hi, Jaya.
Oh. Hello there, weary travelers.
I'm Douglas Sensei. Welcome to our coder dojo.
- Anything I can help you out with? - Bloody hellfire.
Douglas Sensei?
They're with me. They're me mates.
Oh.
Good for you, Jaya.
And, uh, don't you look nice today.
Don't patronize her.
Go on, Jaya. I'll keep him occupied.
Oh. Enjoy code.
Why'd you message us, Jaya?
Because it doesn't make sense.
If Rochelle was gonna kill herself, she'd have done it during exam stress.
Why do it after?
Then I heard you say Red Rose when you smashed up the two Jennas.
It's beautiful, isn't it?
He probably would've been an artist if he wasn't so good at coding.
- Who? - Jacob Taylor.
No one else wanted his desk.
Jacob Taylor? Who's he? What's he got to do with anything?
A lot. He wasn't a friend, but he was someone I knew.
He changed.
I'm pretty sure Red Rose had summat to do with his suicide.
So it has happened to more than Rochelle.
I'm having a hard time of this. What are we doing here, Jaya?
- She's here to help. - Summat just tried to kill me.
So I'm sorry if it's taken me a minute to trust someone who hated Rochelle.
I didn't hate Rochelle.
I didn't like her for obvious reasons, but I didn't hate her.
Right. Time to turn your phone off.
What you doing?
- I need to hook it up to this. - No. It told me not to turn it off.
Well, then, I can't help you.
Fine. Do it.
Hiya, love. How's Manchester?
Wren?
Wren, can you hear me?
How long's this phone stuff gonna take?
- Looks like The Matrix. - What? It's not like The Matrix.
- It's computers, innit? - You are wrong on so many levels.
- Noah, she's scared. Talk to her. - I can tell she's not in the mood.
I can tell she is.
Just go over.
Anyone tell you a watched progress bar never loads?
Well, someone's gotta watch it.
Noah, I'm sorry that I...
I'm sorry.
It's not this that upsets me.
I feel like there's stuff you're not telling me.
If I'd have told you about the graveyard, you'd have stopped me from going.
- I would've tried.
Can I have the side with more chocolate chunks?
You don't deserve that.
I've had a rough day.
What, and chocolate chunks is gonna sort that?
Yeah.
Ah-ah-ah.
It's done.
Incredible.
It's not just listening.
It has access to everything.
Your texts, photos, videos.
It knows everything about you, Wren.
- What is it, then?
Why is it attacking Wren like it did with Rochelle and Jacob?
I'm not sure.
He was acting more weird than usual the weeks leading up to his death.
- Wait. Where's she going? - We're done here.
So, that's it? We're giving up?
What, I go back to Bolton, try not to die?
You can go back now if you want,
but you'll miss out on Jacob Taylor's house.
♪ ...the evening news ♪
♪ Life, oh life ♪
- ♪ Oh life... ♪
♪ Oh life ♪
♪ Do, do-do, do ♪
♪ Life, oh life ♪
- ♪ Oh life ♪
You're a bit early. I weren't expecting...
You.
Wren sent me a message.
- She's in Manchester. - She said you wanted me to come round.
No, I didn't.
We're being parent trapped.
I don't know why you think Wren'd try summat like this.
What were you hoping for? Hmm?
- I thought maybe you... - That we'd play happy families?
Go to t'cinema on Saturdays?
- No, Rach.
No.
I thought you'd accept her dad back in her life, maybe.
- You're about to leave. - Okay.
I'll have words with Wren when she's back and words with you now.
Leave her alone, and don't come to my house!
Wren, call me back. I don't know what's going on.
Why did you invite your dad over? And why is your phone off?
Call me as soon as you get this.
Look at those hedges.
Is that a tennis court? Fucking hell, I feel underdressed.
This is it.
What? His mum likes posting photos of the garden.
Which one?
Jesus. Jaya's a straight-up stalker.
Hello.
Can I help you?
It's a lovely home you have, Mrs. Taylor. It's like being inside a magazine.
Thank you. That's so kind of you to say, um...
- Antony. - Antony [chuckles].
I have a lot more time on my hands nowadays.
Bet they're M&S. Dead posh.
So, you said you all went to Saint Augustine's with Jacob?
- Yeah. - Saint Augustine's? The private school.
Yeah, um...
- We're all on scholarships. - Yeah.
How fortunate for you all.
We are so sorry for your loss.
Thank you, Antony.
So am I.
Why are you all here?
We were talking about Jacob today,
and we realized we hadn't been round to pay our respects.
To be perfectly honest, I don't recognize any of you.
- Oh!
- We only hung out with him at school. - That's a shame.
Is all of Jacob's stuff still here?
I tried packing it away,
but it felt like I was...
...erasing him.
Sometimes I walk past his room and imagine he's still there.
That must sound terribly strange.
No.
No, we--
It's difficult saying goodbye to someone you love.
- Oh.
I'm so sorry.
We get it. We do. We...
We lost a friend.
Um... I'm gonna go to the toilet.
I'm gonna go check on her.
Can I just...
His computer's not working.
Shit.
What?
What is it?
I don't know.
This has been destroyed. But why would Jacob do that?
Well, just keep looking!
I'm sorry that Roch upset you, Jaya.
You're all right.
What, because I'm useful?
No, I wasn't saying that.
Well, it's all right, Wren. Don't worry.
I get it.
I'm used to it.
I wish I wasn't.
He and I auditioned for Jesus Christ Superstar, but he--
I had no idea he was interested in musicals.
Oh, yeah.
Oh, when he weren't on that computer, he loved belting out Lloyd Webber.
No.
This is Alyssa.
The girl that Taz found.
Oh my God. Wren.
These are blueprints.
Jacob weren't a victim of Red Rose.
He created it.
Who are you?
What are you doing in my son's room?
We were hoping to find out why he took his life,
but I'm a bit confused now, to be honest.
Sometimes he forgot to lock his computer.
He, um...
he wasn't a nice boy,
was he?
I can't explain right now, but I need to take this book.
Will any good come of it?
I really hope so.
God, he had a lovely laugh, did Jacob.
Thank you so much for this unexpected visit.
It's been lovely having people back in the house.
- Oh!
Please. You must come back.
- We will. Jacob would've loved-- - I know you didn't know him.
But I wish you had.
It's nice to pretend sometimes.
Why would someone like Jacob create summat like Red Rose?
The bigger question is, why didn't it stop after he died?
You said his computers were destroyed.
They were, but what if it doesn't need Jacob to spread?
Great, some more dead teenagers.
Look, this thing can be anywhere. It can be everywhere.
And it's in Wren's phone.
I'm deleting it.
Wren, please don't delete it. I think I can figure out what it is.
No, Wren, we will do whatever you want us to do.
♪ ...price of its greatest treasure Whoa-oh ♪
♪ I blame you for the moonlit sky ♪
♪ And the dream that died ♪
♪ With the eagles' flight ♪
♪ I blame you for the moonlit... ♪
Roch, I'm so sorry.
♪ And I wonder why Are the seas still... ♪
Roch, I'm so sorry.
♪ I blame you for-- ♪
- Hey.
I was about to head over. I wanted to know what wine to bring.
But mainly to hear those dulcet tones of yours.
Simon, one sec.
- Wren?
Rachel?
Are you there?
Roch, I'm so sorry.
Rachel, hello?
Yeah, I'm looking forward to it.
Oh yeah. Me too. Can't wait.
You all right?
Uh...
I'm fine, I, uh...
You what?
Rach?
Hello?
Roch, I'm so sorry.
Are you... are you all right?
- Rachel.
Rach?
Rachel, are you okay?
Rach?
Roch, I'm so sorry.
What was that?
- God. - Rachel.
- Sorry. It's n... It's nothing. - Nothing?
- It didn't sound like nothing.
It's nothing.
- Oh, this day.
I think I need an holiday.
How about Blackpool?
Roch, I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry.
Jaya, why didn't you tell us it was you messaging?
Would you have come?
This summer ain't going how I thought.
Yeah. Understatement.
Ladies and gentlemen, we will shortly be arriving in Bolton.
Bolton is our next stop.
Rach?
Rick, go away.
Rach, it's about Wren.
I told you she's in Manchester with her mates.
She send you a video?
- She sent me one. - It's a video now, is it?
Yeah, it is. I thought she'd be here.
Like I said, she's in Manchester.
Rick, I really don't have time for this weird cryptic talk.
- Look. - What am I looking at?
- Look at the video.
Wren!
Stop it!
Fucking get off me!
I don't know why she's sending that to me.
She wants her dad to see what she's learned from him.
That's not fair.
Fair? Don't talk to me about fair.
Since you waltzed back into her life, she's been acting like a twat.
- Oh yeah? - Yeah.
And I know she's good. She is a good kid.
But now...
God, she's acting like you.
Right, yeah, acting like me. That's a blast from the past, innit?
Our daughter's in trouble, and you're not listening to her.
- Goodbye, Rick. - No, no, no, no!
Is everything okay here?
Yeah, fine. We're just discussing our daughter, if you don't mind.
Want me to get him to leave?
You're not taking me seriously. Our daughter is in trouble.
Since you came back into her life.
Look, mate, she doesn't want you here, and I don't want you here,
so why don't you just go enjoy your night?
Do not touch me.
She's asked you to leave. Now come on!
- Rick! Rick! Rick, stop!
Stop it!
- Get off me! - Dad!
- You okay? - Yes!
- Sorry. - Don't.
What happened?
Mum, what happened?
Don't you dare, Wren.
I warned you about him, but you wouldn't listen.
You went behind my back, and you drew him back into our lives.
You messaged him. You invited him here.
You sent him a video of you beating the shit out of two girls.
Are you proud of that, Wren? Are you proud of hurting people?
I didn't send him anything, Mum! You have to listen to me!
Not again! I can't do this.
I can't do this. Your dad and now you? No.
- Mum? - No.
Mum?
Mum. Mum!
Mum!
Hey.
- Wren, it's okay. It's okay.
It's okay.
- Hey.
- All right. Come on.
Get this down you, love.
Ta.
Now, I'm not bothered where you sleep,
but just let me know if you need another blanket for in here.
Or if the couch needs making up.
I'll take the couch.
I thought to tell you, Wren, your mum called me.
I think you just both need a bit of space.
You can stay here as long as you want.
Thanks, Shel.
She was checking to see where you are. Seeing that you're safe.
Thanks, Mum.
Right. Well, night, loves.
Night.
She's put booze in this.
What do you think of Jaya?
Smart.
- But direct. - Mmm.
I like her.
I like you.
Jaya? It's for you.
Who is it?
He said his name is Jacob.
Hello?
Jaya, hi, it's Jacob. I hope you found what you were looking for.
Because Wren, her time us up.
Good night.