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it's that|he might not tell me.
That would be|the betrayal.
Somers:
|Do you still love him?Good evening.|Richard Morecroft with ABC News.
The police are inquiring
into the disappearance of a woman|in Bushland, north of the city.
Psychiatrist Valerie Somers|was last seen on Friday night.
Her car was found abandoned|along the Lower Ridge Road.
She might have accepted a lift|from a passing motorist.
Ms. Somers has recently|completed a book
about the murder|of her own daughter.
The body of 1 1 -year-old|Eleanor Knox
was found dumped in a city|laneway 1 8 months ago.
Police are appealing|to the public for information
regarding|Ms. Somers' disappearance.
Why do you think|she turned off the freeway?
Some people say|it's shorter.
Who's Patrick?
I don't know.
She mentioned she was having|some trouble with a client.
What kind of trouble?
She didn't go into it.|She doesn't talk about her clients.
- Why not?|- It's unprofessional.
- Even between husband and wife?|- Yes.
- I tell my wife everything.|- That surprises me.
Why?
Most men hold|something back.
You're some kind|of academic, aren't you?
I'm Dean of Law.
I studied at Harvard.|That's where Valerie and I met.
I don't understand why she'd get|into a car with a stranger.
Maybe she didn't.
Maybe she knew him.
- How's your marriage been lately?|- Fine. How's yours?
Up and down.|Where were you Friday night?
Am I a suspect in|my wife's disappearance?
Where were you|Friday night?
I was at work.
No, I was alone.
Nobody saw me.
Nine times out of 1 0|when a wife goes missing,
the husband knows|something about it.
You're a prick.
The young constable|will give you a ride.
Patrick, on tape:|Anyway, we've been
seeing each other|for a while.
Somers:
|And you like him?Patrick:
Yes, I do.Very much.
Somers:
So?Patrick:
|He comes encumbered...with a wife.
- Don't you have a home to go to?|- Yes. Do you?
Did you find anything?
She dedicated|the book to John.
''For teaching me|to trust again.''
- Did you listen to Phelan's tapes?|- Yeah.
- What did you think?|- She didn't like the man.
Go home.|You got an early start.
- What about you?|- Soon.
Okay.
You really look like sh*t.|Go home.
Thank you.
Talked to mystery man yet?
He never came back.
Silly bugger.
( door opens )
I'm not asleep.
Did you watch the news?
Yeah.
Will you find her?
It's not looking good.
I saw her client list,|Sonja.
Why didn't you tell me?
Because it was private.
It was just something|I had to do.
There was a time when there was|no private between you and me.
That is because I had somebody|I could talk to.
- I have to tell you something--|- I have to tell you--
I had an affair.
I slept with her twice.
I know it hurts you.
It hurts her...
Why?
Because I'm numb.
I can't feel|anything anymore.
Just totally|f***ing numb.
Why did you sleep|on the couch?
I came in late last night.|I didn't want to wake your mama.
Are you fighting?
- Yeah, a bit.|- Boy: Why?
There's something|we've got to sort out.
- You all right, Mom?|- Yeah.
I'll be in the car.
Can you grab something to eat?|We're running late.
Are we gonna|talk about this?
Or you just going to punish me?|This is how you're gonna punish me?
I f***ed up.
- People f*** up.|- Really? I don't.
You know what's so easy?|It's easy to go and find somebody.
You know what's hard?|What's hard is not to.
Sonja, listen.|I just want--
Get off me.
God.
We'll talk about this|tonight, all right?
Oh... get f***ed!
I don't even know|if I'll be here later.
Hi.
Did you know?
You're ready?
Pete?
It's me.
Can you come over?
- What number is it?|- 406.
You sure|you're up to this?
Mr. Phelan.
We're investigating the disappearance|of Valerie Somers.
We were hoping|you could help us.
It's not a good time.|( clears his throat )
- Patrick:
I was out late.|- Who with?Mr. Phelan,|the woman's missing.
- You know what's happened to her?|- Not yet.
You had an appointment with her?|Can you tell us how she was?
She seemed all right.|I don't know.
You don't know?
She's the therapist.|I wasn't focused on how she was.
How do you|get along with her?
- Fine.|- Leon:
That's it?Fine?
We didn't end our last session|on very good terms.
Leon:
|Why is that?- We disagreed about something.|- What was that?
What? That guy|you've been f***ing?
- Leon:
Married guy?|- How did you know about that?- She records all her sessions.|- That's private--
- Yes, but under the circumstances--|- That's my life!
Is there somebody|in that room?
Who is it?|Your boyfriend?
- Could you ask him to come out?|- He has nothing--
- Leon!|- What's the matter with you?
- You don't have the right--|- Who are you?!
You have|no f***ing right!
Finished?
That went well.
Your marriage is falling apart|and so are you.
- It's none of your business.|- It is if you can't do your job!
If you don't like the way|I'm handling things,
take it up at the station.
Push.
- Hello?|- Leon:
Dylan?Hi, Dad.
Could I speak to your mom?
No, she's still|pissed off at you.
All right.
Tell her--
- tell her I'll be home soon.|- All right. See you, Dad.
What did he say?
He said that he's sorry,|that he loves you,
and he wants you to stop|being angry with him.
You look bereft, Leon.
The other question is,|why don't you?
Don't be deceived|by appearances.
Want a whiskey?
Leon:
Somebody|may have hurt your wife.- I need to know if it was you.|- I didn't hurt her.
- She was upset on the phone.|- She was afraid.
- Of what?|- Of being alone.
Of me not being|there for her.
Why weren't you|there for her?
While your wife|was in some phone box,
calling for your help,|where were you?
- Is it an affair?|- No.
With a man?|Is that what's going on?
I believe that's what|Valerie thought was going on.
What are you|talking about?
For some reason, she believe|you were involved with Patrick Phelan.
Is that it?|Were you seeing men on the side?
- I don't have to listen to this?|- Yes, you do.
My wife's out there somewhere.|What are you doing about it?
I'm trying to find her.
But I need to know|what's inside her head.
I don't know.
I don't know.
Have you ever|cheated on your wife?
No.
- Never desired another woman?|- Yes, of course.
- But you never acted on it?|- No.
Well, you're|a better man than I am.
No.
There was someone once.
A woman.
Once that's happened, you're never|entirely believed again.
Something gets broken,
permanently.|Trust, I suppose.
When that happens,|anything's possible, it would seem.
You don't lose a daughter,|like we lost Eleanor,
without some damage.
So where were you?
I left work late.
I stopped at the place|where my daughter was killed.
I go there... a lot.
- Valerie didn't know that.|- You didn't tell her?
Why not, John?
What holds|your marriage together, Leon?
Loyalty?
Love?
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