(soft melodic music) (seagulls cawing) (waves lapping) - [Pete] Oh, God.
- Dad, it's Mum.
The police have called me, but they want us to ID the body.
- [Rosaline] What was she doing on the Isle of Man?
How's Jim and the kids?
- [Becca] Oh, he's good, yeah.
How's work?
- [Rosaline] (sighing) Just dandy.
(soft melodic music) - [Becca] I miss you, you know.
- [Rosaline] No, you don't.
- [Ian] Your mother, she was meeting a friend for a walk.
- She had a friend here?
- [Rosaline] It would seem my mother was living a double life.
- You don't wanna know what she was doing here?
- [Rosaline] No, because I don't like picking at scabs.
- Yes, you do.
- I get it, Becca, she lied to us.
- No, Rosaline, she lied to me!
(soft melodic music) - Everything was about you and Mum!
- [Becca] Don't judge me.
- You judge me all the time.
(soft melodic music) Who are all these people?
- I'm Cathy, I'm a dear friend of your mother's.
- I know you were having an affair with my mum.
- [Pete] She was happy here.
- I'm sorry your mother was so closed off about her experience here.
- She's been coming here for eight years?
- [Pete] She wanted to tell you, but the timing was never right.
- [Richard] You never really know someone, do you?
- What's going on?
- [Becca] I just feel so on my own handling everything!
I can't do this.
- Are me and you all right, Becca?
- [Rosaline] It's just us now really.
- Who is dealing with getting your mother back to the UK?
- She wanted to remain here.
- We need to respect Mum's wishes.
It isn't easy being a sister.
My therapist says we were forged in the same fire.
- No more secrets.
(both laughing) (soft melodic music) (waves lapping)