All language subtitles for Track34

HOST: Please welcome
to the stage, Caitlin Lee.

Oh, my! Um...

I just want to thank you all
from the bottom of my heart.

I really didn't expect to win,
so I haven't prepared anything.

I can't believe they
gave it to that c--t.

Okay people are still
looking at you. Just breathe.

Okay, she's making a joke.

[FAKE LAUGHTER]

Oh.

She's talking
about her mother.

CAITLIN: ...In fact, I'd like
to thank all mothers.

The cameras are
on you. Keep smiling.

CAITLIN: You are an
inspiration. You are life.

And clap.

CAITLIN: You are the world.

[APPLAUSE]

Stand.

Really?

Stand.

CAITLIN: Thank you,
thank you, thank you.

Jesus Christ, how many cocks
did she eat to bag that one?

Talentless little scrunt.

FML. I need some fucking...

Chang.

Thank you.
[CLEARS THROAT]

Oh, God!
Oh, I'm so sorry. Alexa.

This totally belongs to you.

Oh, God, no, no, no, no.
The best woman won.

I'm just honored to be
mentioned in the same breath
as those incredible women.

Do you want to hold it?

Caitlin! Well done!

I'm just gonna do a wee.
I'll touch it later.

[CHUCKLES]

EVE: Well played, sir.

I can't tell when they're
worse. When they win
or when they lose.

Win definitely. It makes
them feel invincible.

I remember when
Jimmy won a BAFTA.

He made me order him nine
prostitutes, none of which
he consummated. Naturally.

Goosed Sir Ian Mckellen,
got arrested for banging
on the wall of KFC

with his statuette
at 5:00 am, demanding
they make him a family bucket.

Awards should just
stop after sports day.

You shouldn't get a gold
statue for doing your job.

I spent my afternoon
doing her bikini line,

because she's too shy to get her
muff out in front of strangers.

Where's my gold star?

Ladies.

So sad to see Alexa miss out.

Anything she'd like
to say about the winner?

She felt it was well
deserved. And she was
just happy to be nominated.

'Course she was.
Maybe I'll catch her
in the toilets later.

Right, well I'm
off to the bar.

Apparently, Sherzinger is
on her fifth Caipirinha.
And is getting chatty.

Enjoy your night.

I don't know why they
let her kind in.
They're like Vultures.

Stalking in to peck
on the carrion. What happened
to them as children?

All they do is bitch.

All right, hungry hippo,
save some calories
for the champagne.

Okay. I better go make
sure Lex is not snorting
herself into oblivion.

Cool. I'm gonna see
how many goody bags
I can smuggle.

You. You're with me.

Bag the candles
and the cosmetics.

Bin the mints and programs.
Dead weight.

SAM: This is nice.

Finishing work at the
same time for a change.

Romantic dinner for two.

Hey.

I was listening to a podcast
about those the other day.

Did you know that they're
made from mechanically
Separated chicken?

Mmm-hmm.

Basically, the entire
chicken is smashed
and pressed through a sieve.

Eyes, bones, guts,
all that nasty, manky stuff.

And it comes out as
this pink, meaty jelly.

That they shape
into nuggets.

You're an asshole.

[LAUGHS]

Oh, my God, we had this
old boy in today, right?

So, I don't know if this guy had
a really long body, or was just
wearing a ladies gown, right?

But Ravi is trying to give
this guy the results
of his test, okay?

And as he's talking to him,
all you can see are these
ancient, beige bollocks,

dangling down
the bottom of his gown
like a hypnotist's watch

[LAUGHS] Ugh.

And Ravi, right, he's proper
trying to give this guy
some serious news, but...

The more agitated the bloke got,
the more they seemed
to jiggle up and down!

I swear, it was like
a newton's cradle

[GIGGLES]

Mmm!What?

It's nice seeing
you laugh, that's all.

I laugh all the time.

You fake laugh.
You work laugh.

[EXAGGERATED FAKE LAUGH]

Not the real one.
The piggy, snorty one.

Piss off.That's the one I like!

That's my Robyn laugh.

You okay?

Yeah.

Feels like you've been
a bit out of sauce, lately.

Sorts.

Hmm?

Out of sorts, not out of sauce.
That doesn't make any sense.

It makes perfect sense.
I'd be miserable
if I was out of sauce.

So, um, I was reading this
thing earlier, right?

And it said if you're trying
for a baby, you should
avoid certain fish.

Because of the mercury.
Apparently it bio-accumulates
in large predators.

Do we have to talk
about this right now?

I was just making conversation.

Well, make
different conversation.

[SCOFFS] Okay.Well, it's like 4:00
in the morning.

Well, I thought you
might be interested.

In bio-accumulation?

Why not?

I'm off drugs, I'm off booze,
and now you don't want
me to eat fish?

When do you eat fish anyway?

That's not the point.

Then what is the point?

It's you wanting to...

It's not about
what I want, is it?

Isn't it?See, I was under the impression
it's what we both want.

Me. Not having control
over my own body.

No!

Us having a fucking baby.

I'm too tired for this crap.[CELL PHONE RINGING]

Uh, Rob.

Wh... Who is that?

Work. I gotta go.

Are you... Come on.
What, now?

Yeah.

Rob! Rob!

[PHONE CONTINUES RINGING]

[PANTING]

Come on, Lumpy.

Morning, Robyn.Hi.

I made you a cup of tea.

And, um, there's toast.
And I can't remember
if you eat bread or not.

Thank's for letting me stay.

Oh, no, don't be silly.
I've locked myself out of my
flat, like, hundreds of times.

It's just really nice
having you here. Oh, gosh!
We can get the bus together.

ROBYN: Are those your folks?

Um, yeah.
I hate that photo.

They look really proud.

Um, I... I heard about what
happened with your mum.

I'm really sorry.

Is your dad still...?

I haven't spoken to my dad
in maybe... 13 years?

Why not?

He had an affair.
We hated him for it.

Now I kinda get it,
to be honest.

He put up with
my mom's shit for years.

Didn't say a single word.

Just got his head down,
worked his ass off, provided.

But eventually someone's
gonna break, right?

Mm. Maybe you should call him.

Is that...?

Um... Um...
That's Simon. My cousin.

[STUTTERS] It's my dad's
brother's friend's...

Kid.

Your cousin looks a lot like
Your boyfriend Craig from work.

[ALARM BEEPING]

The toast is burning.Hmm?

Oh! Oh, balls!

I'll get you a coffee.
Eve, do you want one?

Coconut flat white?

Oh, and Robyn, if you need to
stay another night, that's fine.

My flatmate's away till
Saturday, and she's totally cool
with me having friends over.

Thanks, hon.

Did I miss a sleepover?

I locked myself
out of my flat.

'Course you did.
Trouble at the mill?

Of course not.

What could possibly be wrong
with my perfect life?

Babe...
Life is a bag of dicks.

You spend half the time looking
for someone to share it with

and the other half
trying to escape them.

We're not built for it.
We're solitary creatures.

Like tigers. Or honey-badgers.

What the fuck
is a honey-badger?

[PHONE RINGS]

Who's that?

You guys...?

Oh. [SCOFFS]
I don't know.

A couple of times.

A couple?

Well, you kept that one quiet.

It's nothing, you know.
Just getting my dick wet.

Oh, my God, are you
talking about Tom?

It is so cute. He is adorable.

He called her the
other day just to...

All right, Pride and Prejudice.
Let's all get a grip.
These things happen.

We all need to fill our vaginas
from time to time. It's nothing
to get excited about.

It's not gonna last anyway.

The problem is I get such
a chubby when he tells me off,

that that means
I'm spending the whole time
provoking him into a rage.

Which I'm sure he'll
grow bored of eventually.

[GASPS] Oh, crap!

EVE: What?

CAROLINE: Robyn?Yep! Just saw it.

I want to know
who got the picture,
where else it's printed,

and why none of the supposedly
capable grown-ups who work
in this office knew about it.

And then
I want to fire someone.

I don't care who it is.
Fight it amongst yourselves.

Put your names in a hat,
gang up against the weakest.

Just clear out a desk
by the end of today.

You and you should
already be in a taxi.

And take Whingy McCranky
with you.

She means you.

BROOKE: I'm not having
one little tuck
ruin everything.

This cannot happen.

I have a book launch
in three weeks.

Do you know what
the advance was on that?

If I don't recoup...

[WINCES]

Not to mention, I...

Garnier deal!

I am supposed to be the face
of their age-defying serum.

And I have already
spent the money

on a traditional
Finnish hot tub.

Darling, they might know
the process to...

I'm not giving up on that
fucking hot tub, Jeremy.

There's no dodging this.

The picture's out there.
Our dicks are in the wind.

We just need to move forward

and come up
with a workable solution.

[SNAPS FINGERS]

I'll make tea.
What does everybody want?

I have Lapsang, Bombay chai,
vanilla bean.

What about just coming clean?

The name of Brooke's blog
is untouched.

If people find out
she's as pumped
full of toxins

as the rest of us,
she's fucked.

No offence, B.

What's it like under there?

[ALL EXCLAIMING]

Can't we just deny it?
Say it wasn't me?

Who's gonna issue the denial?

Look at you. You look like
the Invisible Man.

I could post
something online,

I'll just say
that I'm in Botswana

filming a documentary
about monkeys or something.

Yeah, now, you're thinking
of Borneo there, sweetheart?

Brooke,
you write a daily blog,
you're a dropped pin.

Jennifer Aniston had a nose job
to fix her sinus issues.

There was a girl at my school
with similar sinus issues.

She's got lovely little
button sinuses now.

Whatever we say, people are
gonna know it's bullshit,

so we at least need
to stick it on the blender
and give them a straw.

[CUPS CLATTERING]

You fucking tit.So sorry. So sorry.

Just get a towel before
it stains my leather. Jesus.

It's like being
married to a scarecrow
with learning disabilities.

I think there
might be something.

But I would never do that.

I... I...
I don't have that in me.

Of course, you do, darling.

Look, we'll say
it was a heated exchange,

you'll accept a police caution
and it won't go on your record.

Brooke plays
the dignified victim.

You apologize, you
enroll yourself in rehab...

One with a nice golf course.

And then out you come
clean as a whistle.

Everyone loves
a reformed character.

You could write that book.

That one that you've always
talked about.

The one about the Vikings.

What about our friends?

I couldn't bear it
if they ever thought
that I would hurt you.

They'd understand.

EVE: I'll be honest
with you, Jeremy.

I think this would do you good.

Give you an edge.An edge?

This is my career. Just...

What about...

What about my career?

You teach English
to six-year-olds.

You're hardly Elon Musk.

My point is...

What kind of example
does that set?

Come on, Jer, this is
an inner city state school.

It's not as if those kids
wouldn't have seen someone
beat up their wife before.

What about Tim
and Rebecca? Hmm?

They have a tough enough time
at school as it is.

They'll have an even tougher
time if we'd have to take them

out of that school because
we can't afford the fees.

Or maybe you think we should
just enroll them

into your school
with all the Polish kids.

What is wrong
with Polish kids?

Look,
I know this seems bad,
but any other excuse

and the journalists,
they can see
straight through it,

and they will tear her apart.

Don't get me wrong.
They're gonna...
This is bollocks, too.

But what can they do?

They can't exactly
accuse a woman

who's just been beaten up
by her husband

of lying, can they?

[SARCASTICALLY]
Oh, no. Who would do
a thing like that?

Which is exactly why
it's such a clever idea.

[SOBS] Sorry.

Sorry, it's just...

People will think
I'm such a fucking hypocrite.

[SNIFFLING]

Jeremy... It's the lies
that make a relationship work.

Not the truth.

Or we can take the hit.

See where the chips fall.

I can call the hot tub people
right now

and see if they can stop
the payment.

[CAMERAS CLICKING]I regret to admit that
I have been drinking,

and I struck Brooke
with an open palm.

It is something I'm bitterly
ashamed of and I'm committed

to getting help for my alcohol
and anger issues...

Words cannot express
how sorry and saddened I am

over what transpired.

I'm seeking the counseling
of my therapist,

my mother and other loved ones,
and I am committed with...

Not getting involved
in the bug fight?

I got someone filming it.

Sure I can guess the gist.

Very clever. How the hell did
you get to go along with that?

Threatened to take away
their toys.

Is she crying?

Or is that smile?

...from the bottom
of my heart...

I call it solemn poise.

WOMAN:
Why do you do it?

Let these people get away
with whatever they like?

I'm helping them.

Oh, really? You think
this is helping anyone?

You do what you do

for the same reason
I do what I do...

Power.

You like controlling
the agenda.

You look tired.

Sweet of you to say it.I'm serious.

I know how hard
you can go, Rob.

Just be careful
you don't run out of track.

Thanks for your concern.

You really hate yourself
around me, don't you?

Anyway, kudos.

Call me if she's giving
interview you as well.

Just call me.

Right. Let's get fucked
with fizz and oysters.

I'm buying.

I should probably go home

and smooth things out
with the missus.

Wow. That sounds exciting.
Can I come too?

Or we do what I said.

Tom's coming out.
He'd love to see you.

What's up with your new BFF?

Ask her.

You coming?Hmm?

There are four rules
in this business.

And one of them is never
turn down a free drink.

What are the other three?I forget.

Why are you sulking?I'm not sulking.

You're definitely sulking.

I'm not sulking.

Fair enough.

Today was weird.

There's one thing
all human beings share,

and that is the capacity
to disappoint.

Do you wanna stay here?Absolutely.

Then you need
to give fewer fucks.

Look, I know
you don't like me
but you like Robyn.

And you know
why she's as good as she is?

'Cause under everything,
she's granite.

It's a game, babe.
Beat the dots.

Dodge the ghosts.

All right.

Let's go.

Well...What?

You're coming to get drunk
with us or not?

Okay.

[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING]

All right there, Billy?

Ladies, nice to see you all.

Nice to see you.

MELODY: Oh, my God,
you guys are so cute!

If you ever call me
cute again,

I will punch you
so hard in the vagina,

I'll turn you into
a glove puppet.

God! Look out.MELODY: What?

EVE: Chess club.

I'm amazed
they're even allowed in here.

TOM: Don't be a bitch.

There should be segregated
drinking areas.

Like a, sort of,
social awkwardness Apartheid.

The fuck is he doing?

He's actually coming
over here.

This is your fault.
You're like the gateway drug.

Eve!Hey.

Didn't know you guys
drank in here.

Why would you know that?

Hello, mate.
I'm Tom.I'm, Tom. I'm Craig.

I'm Melody's boyfriend.My, um...

My printers not working.Huh?

I still can't print anything
from my computer at the office.

Oh, okay.
I'll take a look tomorrow.

Hey, we're all out
for Pilko's leaving drinks.

You should...
You should come say hi.

Who's Pilko?

Uh, Chris Pilkenson.

Does all your network security.

Big guy, lots of hair,
looks like a wildling.

Oh, right.
Chris. Great.

Um... Well, you send
him our regards

and we'll try and pop by
in a bit to say hi.[SCOFFS]

You want to meet up later?

Don't think I'll be long
with these guys.No. Um, I can't.

Um, we're going
to this other place

after this and it's got
a guest list. So...

Right.

Well, it was nice
seeing you guys.

Nice to meet you, Craig.

I think someone's
got an admirer.

No, he just helps with
my computer that's all.

That's your problem
right there.

You mustn't engage.

It's why you
don't feed pigeons.

You're a bag of charms
tonight, ain't ya?

Oh, come on.

Nobody wanted
to talk to "Craig."

[CHUCKLES] You are just all too
polite to do anything about it.

That's why you like hanging
out with me. I'm honest.

And I don't want to waste

what little time I have left
on this godforsaken planet

making small talk
at Pilko's leaving do.

Amazing.

Is it a class thing or...Oh, don't be dull.

You just assume everything
I say is about class

because I know
how to ride a horse.

I go out with you, don't I?

What? What's that
supposed to mean?

Class is only an issue
for those who don't have it.

I just don't like
boring people.

Right. I am going to the bar.

Good idea. I'll come too.

Vino all around, yeah?

Hmm.Except you, obvious.
I'll get you a juice.

Or a milk. Or whatever
it is you people drink.

Stop showing off
in front of your friends.

Get me a lime and soda.Yes, Daddy.

That fucking girl

drives me nuts.

You drinking?Occasionally.

I'm rubbish. Sorry.

Oh, don't be silly.
I don't care.

I mean, I don't mean
"I don't care" but...

You know what I mean.

Is that why you stopped
coming to meetings?

It's been a bit hectic.

And, um, going good
between the two of you?

[CHUCKLES]

Well, we're either fucking
or we're fighting.

Which Eve assures me
is better than being boring.

It's weird.

What is?

You know.

What?

Just...

You two.Oh.

It's not that weird, is it?

[CELL VIBRATING]

Do you need to get that?

Do you want to go somewhere?

What do you mean?

We could just go
somewhere, you and me.

Right now.

[CHUCKLES]

[WHISPERING]
What, up and leave?

Wow. No, I'm...
I'm sorry.No, no, no, no...

I'm so sorry.No, don't go.

I have to go.

MELODY: Hey!EVE: Where do you
think you're going?

I have to go.
Uh, um, emergency at home.

I'm so sorry.
I love you.

Looks like I'll be
getting smashed then.

Thank you.

CRAIG: [THROUGH PHONE]
Hello?

Hi, it's me.

Um. I'm really sorry if
that was weird just now.

It's just... It's fine. I get it.

Don't be like that.

I'm not being like anything.

Maybe I could see you later?
You could come to mine.

Melody, It's okay.

You don't need
to talk about it...

Hiya!Yeah.

I'm still okay to stay
at yours tonight, right?

Um...

CRAIG: Hello?Uh, yeah. Hold on.

Hiya! Um, look I just
can't speak right now.

Um, gonna speak
to you tomorrow, okay?

Take care. Melody...

Yes. That's fine.

What? Do you
want to go now?

Oh, I thought we could
just leave them to it.

Okay. Sure.

[TRAIN CHUGGING]

[LINE RINGING]

CLARA: [ON ANSWERING MACHINE]
This is Clara. Here's my beep.

[BEEPS]

[LINE RINGING]

This is Clara. Here's my beep.

[BEEPS]

[LINE RINGING]

This is Clara. Here's my beep.

[BEEPS]

[LINE RINGING]

SAM: Hello.

It's me.

Hello you.

Where the fuck are you?

Work?

[CHUCKLES] Work.

What time is it?

You can't just disappear
anymore, Robyn. We're not kids.

I know.

So, what's going on?
Where are you?

Oh, shit.

Hello.

Baby, go back to sleep.

I'll see you tonight.

Excuse me, sir. Can I...

Christ! I'm hungover.
I feel like a rugby team
took a dump in my mouth.

ROBYN: Lou Moore.

EVE: What about her?

Turns out she is a patron
for a domestic violence charity

and she has decided to use
her column to urge
Brooke Lovewells

to set an example
for abused women everywhere.

What does she mean,
"set an example?"

She means,
that as a woman
in the public eye

Brooke shouldn't be standing
by her abusive husband.

She should be
divorcing the bastard
and pressing charges.

We can bury this.No.

We can't.
Hashtag DivorceTheBastard
is already trending.

Well, can't we come back
with something about the values
of marriage or forgiveness?

The male would jump on that,
wouldn't they?

No one is going to
go against her on this.

She got the moral
fucking high ground.

It's like telling
a cancer victim that short hair
doesn't suit them.

Damn it.[TABLE THUDS]

EVE: All right, we'll fix it.

I should have seen this.

Don't worry.

[DRAWERS CLATTERING]

I'm gonna go to Brooke's.

You stay here,
fight fires with Caroline.

Can't I go? I'm not sure
I can manage Caroline
on four hours sleep.

Oh, you're here.Eve will fill you in.

Coffee.

Lots of it.

[CLAMORING]

Let me through.
Thank you.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]Brooke!

Hon, it's Robyn.
Let me in.

[CLAMORING CONTINUES]

What's going on?

They keep calling the house.

Jeremy's been getting
death threats.

[STUTTERING] I'm sure
there is nothing to worry about.

I know at least one of them
is from that kid I told off
for drawing dicks on his desk.

There's all this stuff
being said about me online,

that I'm weak,
that I'm a bad role model.

I thought this was supposed
to make me look good.

Okay, look, it's fine.

We just stay calm
and stick to our strategy.

What is our strategy?

We...

Okay, we're going
to give them an exclusive.

An exclusive?

We're going to
set the whole thing
straight.

We'll say...
We'll say...

Jeremy suffers from
severe depression
and mental health issues.

They're gonna love it.

I'm sorry, what?

We'll say it's an illness,
and it got the better of him

but that you are determined
to support him through it.

Hang on. Mental health issues?

The only way to beat
the moral high ground
is to get higher.

They're attacking you
'cause you attacked her,

but if you have
mental health problems,

means they can't
attack you anymore.

That makes sense.Does it?

[LINE RINGING]

Okay, we're going with
mental illness for Jeremy.

Hang on, we haven't actually...

Confessional with Brooke.
Who do we like,
who can turn it around quickly?

I see where you're going,
but it's a wasps' nest.

We're not exactly
brimmimg with the options.

No one with an ounce
of journalistic integrity
is gonna touch that.

I don't need fucking integrity.

Robyn, are you okay?

It's fine.

[SIGHS]

Thanks for the call.My pleasure.

And we're going to be okay
getting this out this afternoon.

We already got them
holding the page.[PHONE RINGING]

And we're clear on the angle?

Yes?
Long supportive relationship.

[PHONE CONTINUES RINGING]

Jeremy's battle
with mental illness,

his desire for help,
redemption, hope...

Jesus, I'm sorry.

[PHONE CONTINUES RINGING]

What?

No, Ruth... Ruth.

The asshole's been
lying to me. He's out.

Whoa, slow down.

Calm, talk to me.
What's going on?

[KNOCKING AT DOOR]

He's been lying to me.

He lost his job 'cause
of some complaint
or something.

And he's been using
our savings
to keep us going.

We are nearly broke.

I only found out
because he forgot
his phone,

so I called his work
and they said he hasn't
been there for months.

Okay, look. The job market
at the moment
is incredibly volatile.

Do not PR me.

Relax. You're overreacting.

This is why he didn't tell you,
'cause he knew you'd panic.

What do you mean
this is why he didn't
tell me.

Money, it stresses you out,
which is completely
understandable,

but he was probably
just trying to protect you.

Did you know about this?

Of course, not.

On my mother's grave,
did you know about this?

Okay, he told me but...

Am I the only son of a bitch
who didn't know about this?

How could you do this to me,
you are my sister.

[LINE DISCONNECTS]Ruth.

Fuck.

Something's come up.
We're going to have to
do this later.

[SCOFFS] Later?

You've seen
the pickup on this?

You wanna get ahead
of the curve,
this needs to go today.

You called me.

[SIGHS]

Get set up.
I'll be back in an hour.

Do not start without me.Where are you going?

I just... I have to deal
with something,
but I'll be right back.

Do not say one word to her
until I'm with you. Got it?

Robyn...I'm serious.

Read a book, get a coffee,
play Jenga, I don't care.

But this interview does not
happen without me present.

We clear?You're the boss.

Go.

Honor amongst thieves.

Hi.CRAIG: Hi.

You said there's a problem.

Uh, yeah.

Um, so, I was trying
to print some stuff
and it keeps...

Oh, ink's gone.
I'll get you a new one.

Craig.Yeah.

I'm really sorry
about yesterday.

It's fine.

No. I mean in the bar.

I was a cow.

It's fine.

I get it.Not really, and I wanted
to see you afterwards, but...

Robyn suddenly
needed to stay at mine,

and she's being all weird.

I think there's something
going on with her,
and I felt like I should...

Honestly, it's okay.

Because I don't want you
to think I'm, like...

You know?

I don't.

So, do you want
to come over later?

We could hit the Netflix.

I make popcorn. Like...

Proper stuff. I'll pop it
myself and everything.

I can't.

Okay.

When else are you free
this week? Maybe we could...Melody.

I've had a lifetime of
being rejected in bars by girls.

I don't need a girlfriend
who does it too.

I'll still fix
your printer for you.

Have you heard anything
from Robyn yet?

If I don't get Caroline
an update soon,

she's going to start
pulling my fingernails out.

IT boy cannot keep away,
can he?

He's probably set up a webcam
in the toilet, so he can
watch you while you wee.

They're probably watching us
right now,

cracking one out
on their laptops.

Something stationary covered.
Here you go, boys.

[SIGHS]

If you want me to like you,
it helps if you laugh
at my jokes.

[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING]

[MUSIC PLAYING ON TOY]

Are you kidding?I fucked it.

ROBYN: You left
your phone at home.

What were you thinking?
Are you trying to get caught?

Yes, well I'm sorry.
We can't all be as good
at lying as you are, Robyn.

Oh, piss off, Mark.

I'm sorry.Don't you dare.

Oh, Jesus.

Ruth. Ruth, open the door.

Roo, I know you're right there.

Just open the door, please.

Fuck off, Robyn.

Just listen to me.No.

No, I'm not going to listen
to you. That is the one thing
I'm not going to do.

I'm not going to let you
twist this around

and make it all right
because it's not all right.

Do you know why?

Because my husband lied to me.

[SIGHS] The man I'm
supposed to trust,
the father of my children

lied to me about our lives,
about our children's lives.

[INHALES DEEPLY]
And you lied to me.

He lost his job, and...

Do you think I give a shit
about his job?

I don't care about his job.
What do you think I am?

I'll go to work. Okay?

He can look after the kids
for once.

Ruth.Do you know what kills me?
Is that both of you...

Both of you,
decided that I was...

What? Too fragile?
Too stupid?

Too weak to be able to
cope with knowing the truth?

Okay.

Do you know
how that makes me feel?

It makes me feel
like a fucking idiot.

So why don't you and he
just fuck off

and let me give my children
their fucking spaghetti hoops
in peace?

Roo...

Okay, so we're going to have to
give her a little space.

Where am I supposed to go?I don't know.

Go to a mate's, or the pub.

Or fucking bowling.
I don't care.

Bowling?Oh Jesus,
don't be such a baby.

It's gonna be fine, all right?

How do you know?Because it is.

You told a lie, that's it.

And the fact that
it's such a big deal,

says a lot about
your relationship. It means
that you have high standards.

Most people lie every day.
I can't even get through
breakfast without lying.

You're just gonna have to
give her time, to get over it.

Well, how long will that be?

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

As long as it takes.

[PHONE CONTINUES RINGING]

Abigail Reese?

We were desperate.

Did you sit in?

I'm on my way there now.

You left Brooke alone
with Abigail Reese?

Where are we going
with this?

She's just emailed the story,
says it's going live
as we speak.

What? Motherfucker!

I need a ride.

Now.

How bad is it?

On a scale of one to
catastrophic, I'd say we're
in the high twelves.

ROBYN: Jeremy.

I'm so sorry.Was this part of the strategy?

I'll fix it, I promise.

I'm supposed to be leading
a trip to the Thames barrier
on Monday.

[CAR DOOR CLOSES]

What the fuck is going on?

What to do? I don't know,
I don't know. I'm just...
I'm trying to do what's right.

What's right?

This can't go unpunished.

He didn't do anything.

I know, I know, but people
think that he did.
And what must that look like?

I'm a role model, Robyn.
I have responsibilities.

To your family.

What happened to me
is a very serious issue.

You had a fucking face-lift.

I pay your wages.

We had a plan.

Yes, and did you see what
people were saying about me
on Twitter?

You just had
your husband arrested.

Oh, come on. He will
just get a slapped wrist.

That's one other problem
we face,

the sentences of men
who abuse their partners
is a joke.

Reese showed me the figures.

Of course, she did.

Robyn...

She says that I could make
a real difference here.

I've already had three charities
saying that they'd
make me a patron.

This is serious stuff.

I could get a CBE.

There's drool
running out of your mouth.

[SLURPS]

[EXHALES] Fuck it.
Phyllis...

Look...

I'm sorry.
This one was all me.

The Love-Wells marriage
was none of my concern and...

Neither, to be
brutally honest,

is Jeremy's well-being.
That's on you.

Professionally,
this has played out

surprisingly well
for us.

Brooke's profile
has gone through
the roof.

Her puffy, fucking face
is going to be everywhere and...

For that reason,
I'm not going to fire you.

[SIGHS IN RELIEF]
Thank you.

I don't care
if you lie,

or send innocent people
to jail,

or go around kicking
away the crutches
of polio-riddled children,

as long
as you're in control.

This was out
of control

and that concerns me.

We're not a one-armed bandit.

We don't pull the handle
and see where the reels land.

My girls...

Do not get done over
by journalists.

They are the monkeys,

we grind the organ.

Now, fuck off.

EVE: God,
she's magnificent.

I hope I grow up
to be like that woman.

Actually, nearly
shit myself in there.

I'm sorry
about today.

Don't sweat it.

It's actually quite refreshing
not being the one who fucked up,
for a change.

So, what's going on?

There's some...

Stuff.

And you want to talk
about it?

Nope.Hmm.

Go fix it.

I'll sort out Jeremy's bail
and all that crap.

Thanks.

[LINE RINGING]

VOICEMAIL: Hey, this is Ruth.
Leave me a message
after the beep.

[BEEPS]

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]

[INAUDIBLE]

[DOOR OPENS]

ROBYN: There was this time,

she was in 12th grade.MARK: Hmm.

Ruth was always
so brilliant
at everything.

So smart.

I was a moron.[LAUGHS]

But we always knew
that Roo was gonna
smash it.

So, she's in her senior year
and this new boy turns up,

Braden or Brandon
or some other thing.

Eagles jacket,
drove around his pickup
like it was a Porsche,

just bad news.Ah. [CHUCKLES SOFTLY]

God know why
but she just thought
he was it.

Followed him around
like a puppy,

would do anything he said.

Would lay down
on the road for him.

Problem was
he was totally toxic

and people tried
telling her that,

that if she kept going
she was gonna
mess up her grades,

and her life and it was
gonna be awful.

Dad was spinning out
and Mom was...

Mom.

And so, they both put
all this pressure on me

to talk to her
and fix it.

But Ruth doesn't listen,
of course,

because teenage girls don't.

And the more
anyone said about him,
the more she liked him.

So, what happened?

I fucked him.

Jesus Christ, Robyn.
[LAUGHS] Why?

Because it was
the only thing I could do

to stop her
from going back.

And it did.

She hated me for months.

Couldn't even look at me.

But she put her head down,
she got the grades,

and then one day
it was just okay again.

I was protecting her,

because she's special.

And you were doing
the same.

You're a good man, Mark.

[LAUGHS]

It's gonna
be all right, okay?

What the fuck?

[STAMMERS]
No, no, I don't know.What are you doing?

You idiot!Please, please.

Why did you do that?Robyn, just wait.
Please, please.

Help me, Robyn, please.
You have to help me.

Okay, that is
the weirdest thing
I have ever done

and I'm an absolute bloody idiot
but I've got nowhere else to go

and you have
to help me, Robyn, please.

Just help me, help me.
Please.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

Hi, thanks for this.

It's fine.

Hi.

It's just for one night.
I promise.Of course.

Are you okay?

You look like
you've been crying.[LAUGHS NERVOUSLY]

No, I'm fine.
It's hay fever.

Okay. Well,
I owe you one.

[CELL PHONE BEEPS]

[CAR HORN HONKING][GASPS]

[SIGHS]

[KEYS JINGLING]

[CHOPPING]

Hey.Hey.

What's going on?Cooking.

You're cooking?

Cassoulet.

[RELAXING MUSIC
PLAYING IN THE BACKGROUND]

I'm sorry.

Yeah, me too.Why are you sorry?

Uh, for everything.

Putting too much
pressure on things,
the baby stuff.

You didn't...No, wait, see, I appreciate
it's been stressing you out

and, to be honest,
it's been stressing
the fuck out of me, too.

You know, the timing,
my past, my smoking,

whether that's affected me,

am I shooting blanks,
am I even ready, you know.

It's... It's all just been
banging around in my head,

so God knows what's
been going on in your mind.

And I just... I don't
want to be that nice guy
who's sitting at home

waiting for you
with dinner on the table,
that's suffocating you.

And, no, I understand
that I've literally
just cooked you dinner

which might
be undermining my point

but what I mean is,

I'm not interested
in being that thing

you feel you have
to rebel against, Robyn.

That's not what
I signed up for.

I'm in this because
I thought it's what
we agreed.

But I don't
actually care,

any of that baby stuff,
no, I don't.

[STAMMERS] I mean,
of course I care, I do.

I... I want it but...

I... I want you, Robyn.

Okay? That is it.

And whatever that comes,
whatever that means...

[STAMMERS] And if you don't
want me, that is fine, too,
you know.

I'll be fine.

But...

You don't have
to escape from me.
The door is open.

We're in this together
or not at all.

Everything else
is just gravy.

Gravy.

Gravy.

What the fuck
is cassoulet?

I don't know
[CHUCKLES].

Jamie Oliver made me do it,
the chirpy cockney t--t.

[WHISPERS] Why not?

We're only young once.