The other scene that moved me came at the very end of the four episodes at a freshly dug grave in the rain. It held the remains of a young female victim of some of the worst of what patriarchy had to offer women who worked in the sex industry in 1977. The two women who mourn stand apart from the two men in attendance. It is one of bleakest, coldest, most existential and alienated TV moments I have seen in a while. Anya Epstein, one of my favorite all-time writers of TV drama, wrote Episode 4.