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Doctor Hale is on her way up.

Good. Good.

Er, has... has Zander left?

Well done on the Brown case.

- Make sure you celebrate tonight.
- We certainly will.

Have a good evening. And you.

Thanks, Maya.

- Have a good night.
- And you.

I just avoided Zander.

I'm sorry.

I thought
he'd already gone.

Did he see you?
No.

Shall we?
Yes.

I appreciate you seeing me
so late in the day.

Liking the dress.
You going somewhere?

Er, Thai food with parents
from Liv's old class.

Felix always used
to drag me to those.

And Nathan?

Er, we're meeting
for a drink before.

He wants to chat.

A date?

Sounds hopeful.

What?

Heart rate's
a little raised.

It's only a drink.

And that's
a surgeon talking.

I'll take your word
for it.

But have it on record
I think it's a mistake.

Thanks.
You and Nathan breaking up?

I cheated on him, Lennie.

Perhaps there are some things
you just can't forgive.

And if he could?

Not talking
about this anymore.

My brother
tells me Liv's...

Ah, South America.
Gap year.

Back, erm,
late tomorrow in fact.

She's going to...

Study law. Zander said.

Ah, note to self,
do not tell Zander anything.

Now you.
How's Felix?

Doing something
rather complicated

with crypto currencies.

Work's been crazy.

I'm juggling surgical
with my cardio research.

Yeah. Sorry.

I have a patient
in dire need of a heart.

So?

How can I help you, Lennie?

Same as you do
with everyone.

I want a divorce.

Why, Lennie?

But it's Felix.

Lennie, there must...
There must be something.

I need to know
I can trust you.

Always.

How do you know
when a marriage is over?

When is the moment
to call it quits?

If marriage is the conquest
and divorce the inquest,

can there ever be
the good divorce?

I am Ruth Defoe,
and I am a family lawyer

at Noble Hale Defoe,

one of London's leading
family law firms,

and this is "NHD's Love cast,"

the podcast that each week
talks to real couples

about real marriage
and real divorce

and asks, "How did we get here?

And where do we go now?"

Coming to you live from London,

the divorce capital
of the world...

Well, you're not actually live.

Yes, thank you, James.
Do you have to do that?

I've got to lay the table. Well, yes,

but I'm just
finishing my thing.

Just let me put... That's very kind of you.

You touching up your roots?

What? No. What?

I will deny that in court.

But I have asked my barber
to snip out

a little bit of the grey.

Did you Face Time the kids?

Yeah, child three was
making dubious TikToks

about some lyrics I really hope
she doesn't understand.

Child two is still giving me
the cold shoulder,

but he did let me help him
with his homework last week,

so it's fine.

Although variables in Algebra,

that's... now, that's
challenging even for me.

Until I reminded him

that Algebra is a lot
like relationships.

Do you ever look at your X
and wonder Y?

Y's that funny again?

Er, tomorrow, Liv.

Yeah, 5:00 Stansted.
I'll be there. I'll pick her up.

Drive her home. Act casual.
Say nothing,

cos, err,
little does she know...

Yay! The entire Defoe clan,

err, will be waiting for her

to welcome
the traveller returned.

Is that your attempt
at Attenborough?

Hardy. Tom. Not Thomas.

You signed it yet?

Erm...

Not yet.

Appreciate the movement
on Christmas, though.

Oh, well, a lot to be said

for taking up the slack
on Boxing Day.

They'll have been fed.
Presents given.

What's not to like?

Family home to be retained
by Mrs. Stern.

Mr. Stern
to reside elsewhere

till last child heads
to college.

And/or prison,
delete as applicable.

So...

er, technically, we're
really doing this?

Technically...

almost there.

Lot to be said for...

the good divorce.

Yay for us!

Yay!

Erm, full transparency

on, erm, relationship status

for the first two years.

There's only so many swipes
to the right a gal can ignore.

We should talk about that.

Yes.

We should.

I was hoping that's why
you wanted to chat.

Hannah...

Right.

There you two are.
I said to Mike,

I wondered if we'd
see you in here first.

Do you mind if we join you?

Good to get a couple
of glasses in before dinner.

Can I get you something? Unh-unh.

Fucking hell.

Well, hello, everybody
and welcome

to this week's
fellowship meeting.

It's great to see
so many of you here.

This week, we'll be looking
at our health and well being

and the challenges that face us
over the next seven days.

She was wearing... Cheesy.

No, don't be a spoilsport.

I need this.
Now, keep on talking.

Dungarees.

Err, why the hell
did we decide to walk?

Because that's what you do

when you go camping
in the Lake District.

Tell him, Ronnie. Oh, we
had some memorable trips.

It was rather wonderful.
Not least because

Oscar always used to get drunk
on the first night.

Soon to be recreated again.

Erm, so, can we go back
to my story, please?

So, er, we were walking,

and we, err,
climb over this stile.

And, and then suddenly,
she's gone,

halfway down a ravine.

You're so dramatic.

It was a ditch.

Trousers ripped
straight through to her...

Bare arse.
Yeah.

Out.
Yeah.

And that's when I knew.

Like I said, so cheesy.

No, but, you see,
this is so interesting.

One of the big questions
I ask my clients

is when do they know
a marriage is done?

And they often speak of it
in similar terms.

The moment of germination
has unique parallels

with termination.

Erm, to not killing them.

Yet.

Yet, yeah, yeah.

Er, saving a fortune
and charging them rent.

Getting rid of all that shit
they accumulate.

Running machine. Oh, my God,

the, the self-tanning booth.

The loom. The loom! The loom!

You two are
so great, seriously.

How have you done it?

Ah, we haven't done it yet.

I guess...
we looked at one another

and realised we'd spent
most of our life together.

A good life, and to let
that all go to waste.

So, a few months of wrangling
and heartache was worth it

to be able to still
look at one another and

like one another before...

finally signing
on the dotted line.

- Aww.
- Hmm.

Anyway, here's to us.

- Cheers. Cheers.
- Yeah.

Um...
so you... you signed?

- Er, return of post.
- Oh, Kate!

Should be on Zander's desk
in the morning.

At last!

Oh, sorry, sorry,
crazy amount of work

spilled over into
the end of my day, sorry.

Oh, I wasn't sure
you were gonna make it.

Anyway, um, Mike.

Hi.And this is Gemma.

- Gemma, hi.
- Oh, hi.

Lovely to meet you. Lovely to meet you.

And of course,
you know Nathan.

And then, there's Connor.

And this is Hannah,
Nathan's ex.

Hannah, Nathan's told me
so much about you.

Though you'd never know it.
God knows why they let it end.

Er, well, I, um,

it's, er...

It's prob... it's probably a lot
like, um, well, algebra!

Relationships are a lot
like algebra.

Have you ever looked at your,
er, X and wondered Y?

Not my best.

Would you like some wine?

She is the most
amazing child psychologist.

Do you know I had to bribe her
to be on the school board?

And she writes.

I know, don't you hate her?

Well, she's got a new book
coming out.

Huh.

Hello, cheeky chops.

Sorry.

Is everything okay?

Hmm, yep, downed two bottles

and, er, lots
of nappy action.

You wanna take her
next week, as well?

No, don't encourage him.
It's your baby.

I know, it's just,
you can do it better than me.

And I'm not a salaried
lawyer with a master's.

You're doing great.Great.

Oh, can I have a cuddle?

Yeah!

Hey. Hello.

Hannah not home yet?

No, she's at
le grande reunion.

Ah.
Well, that's a good sign.

Oh! Ma?

You found it.

Yeah, one of the advantages

of having your
entire life in boxes.

Family christening robe.

Which, incidentally,
you still haven't replied to.

Which, incidentally,
is a bit weird.

You haven't set foot in a church
since my wedding.

Yeah, and again,
I don't care.

Erm, he won't be
very happy upstairs.

Or do you prefer
the term higher power?

Nice vicar Glen.

Yes, he of the cock
fumbling incident

says that God
or higher power is fine.

He doesn't give a shite.

Now, shut up and listen.
Because,

er, James.

Will you be godparents?

Erm...

Yes.

And yes. And... And yes.

Ooh!

Yeah.

Wow.Good.

Thank you.

I asked them.

What's wrong?

Pity parents.

Fuck.

Len?

Lennie?

What are you doing
in the dark?

Starving.

Want me to cook?

Yeah, I had Tommy on the phone,
talking to me on the way back.

He really hates
that school.

I was, erm,
thinking we could

drive up for the weekend.

You are the kindest man
I have ever known, Felix.

If you tell me you're on
damn call tonight, I'm...

You are. Oh, you are.
You're on bloody call.

Thank you.
I'm just coming.

What? I'm staying at the flat.

It's easier for work.

The boys will stay here.

Lennie.

Leon or a?

I don't understand.

I'm leaving.

You.

I'm leaving you.

So, I turned around,

and, erm, that was it.

My career in Mexican law
was over

in the first meeting.

Err, he said, erm,

"Your evidence
is circumstantial,

and your suit is criminal..."

"I need a nap, a taco,
and several margaritas."

It's hilarious.

I'm sorry,
I've been banging on.

No, not at all.
Whereabouts was this?

It was, err...

I didn't know you had children
at the school.

Oh, I don't have
children at all. Not yet.

Well, don't leave it too long.

Yeah, I'm not sure
I could have done the work I do

if I'd had them before.

There's a certain intensity
to my job

I'm not sure would have been
conducive to being a parent.

Really? Ha, well, if that was
the case, then...

none of us
would have done it.

I'm not presuming.
Of course. It's just,

when I'm a mother,
I want to be there.

Y'know, research has shown
in the early years

if the mother can be there
to maintain stability

for the children
and the marriage...

What?

People won't get divorced?

No, but I might argue

that a present mother
might be able to mitigate

the damaging effects
of marital break-up.

So, what are you saying?
That...

if you're not there, then

you're destined
to screw up your kids,

if you're a working mother
in the midst of a breakup?

Dangerous terrain.

You've got Hannah
on her pet subject.

She's on
the divorce front line.

In every respect.

Sorry.

Just seems a little,
erm, retrograde,

and, frankly, it's rather
anti-feminist and presumptuous

to assume that

the end of a marriage
need be carnage.

You'll see I'm...
I'm in full agreement.

In my new book, I argue

for ways to avoid
marital warfare.

What's the title
of your new book?

"Divorce and its Legacy:
Does it Have to Mean War?"

Well, I can see straightaway
we're not.

Because you already assume
divorce as a state of conflict,

You're already aligning
the language of...

battle... you know,
erm, "front line,"

"marital warfare,"
with the end of marriage.

In my work, I find these
tend to be appropriate.

Often fueled
and perpetuated sometimes,

I'm afraid, by family lawyers
like yourself

who thrive on such conflict.Wow.

And I'd go as far to say at
times, it's your raison d'être.

Okay, Kate.

With respect...

...you don't know family law.

The principle at the heart
of any decent family lawyer

is the quest for the...

...good divorce.

Sure, I believe
you believe that.

That every parent wants
what's right for their family.

And it is their intention
at the start

to do as well
and as best they can.

It doesn't serve the legal
system to make it easy.

Y'know, easy means less income,

without questioning
the damage affects

an acrimonious divorce can cause

and the scars it leaves
on our little people.

Little people?

But maybe we need
to agree to differ.

Yeah, I'll, er, second that.

Right then! More wine?

- Yes!
- Yes.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Hi.

Isn't Kate great?

Great.

What?

Great!

Hannah, I'm so sorry.

Tonight was so awkward, and I
really wanted us to get along.

I'm a huge admirer
of your work.

I often cite one your cases,
Blake and Newton,

as an extraordinary example of
a family lawyer's perseverance

to reunite an estranged mother
with her child.

And I didn't know

that Nathan hadn't told you
that I was coming.

But he did tell you
that we're still married?

Hannah,
Mike can drive you home.

Good night.

Thanks.

Hannah, I, err...
I did try to tell you.

Not hard enough.

Thanks, Mike.

Hannah?

Hannah!

Christ, I thought
somebody had broken in.

Sorry.

Didn't mean to wake you.

How was dinner?

And Nathan?

He wasn't supposed
to fall for someone else.

Oh, Hannah.

Are you sure?

Oh, oh, yeah.

Yea...

Oh, darling.

Is she a contender?

Hmm?

Oh.

Why can't they ever just stick
with meaningless sex?

If it's of any interest,

I had a call
from Christie last week.

He was picking my brains
about a client of his.

Right.

How's, um...

New York?
Yeah.

Good.

He asked about you.

I said
you were doing fine.

I am.
I am. I'm fine.

My soon to be ex-husband
is screwing

possibly one of the most
sanctimonious women

I've ever met.

Prick.

Vinnie!

Your dad loves you.

Us.

Vinnie?

Hannah hasn't texted yet.

Do you think
that's a good sign?

Err...

I don't know.

You know something? What?

Don't you think
they could get back together?

I-I don't know.

What are you
not telling me?

James?

Nothing. Just leave it.

You were so...

excited about the whole...

Nina, "Will you be
godparents" thing.

I didn't get so excited.

But it is pretty cool.

It's humiliating.

It's like, booby prize.

"Oh, great, you guys.

Just need to go through
the humiliation

of proving you can look after
someone else's sprog

and then maybe, maybe

you can adopt."

Are you delirious,
or do you seriously believe

the crap coming out
of your mouth right now?

It's true... It's amazing.

It's humbling.

It's astonishing.

Look, we have been charged

with providing love
and godly advice...

No, no, no,
not the God as we know it.

Our version.

The peace, love,
eat all you want,

smoke what you want,
dance all you want,

love, hug,

buffet.

Before the two
little, perfect,

ready-made muckers
we're going to adopt arrive

to keep us busy.

Two? Possibly three,

maybe even four. Four?

Just need Nathan
to check the adoption papers.

Then post the bloody thing
and... and then...

We'll be parents.

Mm.

Say it.

You're the god daddy.

Louder, louder.

You're
the... You're the Godfather.

I love you.

Love you.

Holding on with fingertips

Try to make the most of this

Feeling life a little bit

♪ Easy come but hard to go

♪ People stare
and trade a look ♪

♪ Why do I feel so alone?

♪ And I've been foolish,
turn back time ♪

Oh, please.

♪ Oh, don't you wish we could
just let go of this? ♪

♪ I'm not
the bigger person yet ♪

♪ I'm still someone
I want to forget ♪

♪ It's hard to be

♪ The one I need who saves me

♪ Say goodbye, familiar

Hi, this is Christie
Carmichael's answerphone.

Please leave a message
or you can...

♪ Something that
you'll never hear ♪

♪ I don't even want you here

Mum! Mum! She's back.

You might want to see this.

Oh.

Liv!

Hola, Mama.

Ohh.

Gael, this is my mum.

Hola, madre de Livvy.

Ahh, err, hola.

Ah.
Oh.

Yep.

Err, your dad
was p-picking you up, erm...

There was an earlier flight.
And there were some spaces,

so, we...

Hopped on it.

He is from... Argentina.

And I'm already going
to apologise for my bad English.

No, no,
he speaks English fine.

No.
Hablo muy mal inglés.

No. Sí.

Erm, just, can we, erm...

rewind, here, Liv?

And we're getting married.

Wow.

Do you want another coffee? Mm-hmm.

Café? Sí.

Okay.

Hola.

Hola.
What the fu...

I can't believe you didn't
tell me Nathan met someone.

Err...

Mnh-mnh.

Okay, come on.

Adoption papers ready
to sign and send?

Check.

- Morning.
- Okay, the lowdown.

She's not answering
my texts.Okay. Kid shrink.

Late 30s, early 40s,

pretty hot.
No kids.

Yeah, then, of course
she's pretty hot.

Err, this is Nathan?

Yeah, and he's having sex.

Yeah, but Hannah says
it's serious.

Well, it has been
10 months.

They're not divorced yet.
Are you...

Are you sticking up
for him?

No, I'm just saying.

We, we don't have
all the facts yet.

- I know you do.
- Okay, okay.

Hi.
Good morning.

Morning.

How did this happen?

I presume
the same way we met.

Bar. Booze.
Hilarious repartee.

Who is he?
What's he like?

Tall. Dark.

Handsome? Possibly. Probably.

I was mentally concussed,
and also, they brought back

some God-awful strong coffee

so also possibly stoned
out of my mind on caffeine.

Has she forgotten that she's
got university in three months?

And Durham,
the last time I looked,

is several thousand miles
from Argentina.

Well why else do they wanna
ensure he can stay?

Yeah, he's brainwashed her.

More likely
she's brainwashed him.

He's moving his life here.

What life?
Does he have a career?

Possibly something
in electronics.

Oh, great.
Oh, great, a geek.

Well, at least James
will have some company.

What do you want, Nathan?

Yes, it is utterly
and obviously crazy.

Kids don't
get married anymore.

They get... They get ankle
tattoos and a TikTok account.

But the one consolation
with this whole sorry mess

is that we
are best positioned to do

both prenup and divorce for Liv
when she comes through this.

She's not going
through anything.

She's not crossing
any threshold.

She's not doing anything ever.
Period. Finished.

You're wearing the same shirt
as yesterday.

Erm, yeah, I'm wearing
the same shirt.

Han...

Two years, full transparency...
Oh, for goodness sake.

...as it says in our agreement.
That was part of the parent plan.

I didn't think
it literally meant... We're still married.

Yeah, as you were when you...
What? Oh, God, no, you're not gonna...

What, tell it as it is?

Is it serious?

It...

Han...

Coward!

Breathe.

Go away.

Hannah?

I'm... I'm fine.

Er, first Countess of Brode
is on her way up.

I told reception to take her
straight through...

Shit, yeah, sh... shit!

I-I was gonna be the buffer.

It's... Yeah, it's... it's
notoriously unpleasant

when they meet.

- Countess of Brode.
- Yep, if you'd like

to take a seat,
I'll be with you in a moment.

Err, no.

It's too late.

Isn't that? Yep.

With the second missus? Mm-hmm.

I thought we signed
that prenup off months ago.

Drawn up, was to be signed.
And then he died,

two weeks before the wedding,
and now

the first Countess is making
her claim on the estate.

And no opposing counsel? Mnh-mnh.

No, the Countess prefers
to represent herself.

What's in the box?

A disgusting number
of billable hours.

Wanna sit in? Oh, hell yeah.

This is a deliberate
provocation.

You asked for
some of his things.

The fact that you find it
so upsetting

reveals to me exactly why
the Earl kept you in the dark.

The fact that you choose
to keep the title and name

even after Andrew divorced you,
that's per verse.

The title still remains,
even if the marriage did not.

Let's calm down.

Now our... our client
is naturally upset

that this has just been
landed on her.

She's grieving.

Well, she's not alone
in that.

Officially,
I remain a Countess.

But then we were
at least married.

It's hard to find
the appropriate term for,

what, a child bride.

Oh, no, not bride. She never
got to walk down the aisle.

Let's agree on the Earl's
bit on the side.

Fiancée,
I was Andrew's fiancée-

Countess, I'm going
to have to ask you

to refrain from
such language, please.

Of course.
My apologies.

In the near decade,

erm, my client and the Earl have
lived together at Brode Hall.

Now, they have allowed you
to stay on the estate, Caroline.

Now we have asked you nicely
to move out of the cottage.

And in turn, you agreed

to kindly ensure the return of
his books, paintings, clothes.

Things I know
you have kept of his.

Things I know
you will try and take.

But now you are refusing
to move out,

and this is
what you send me.

These are not...

They do not belong to him.

I'm afraid they do.

Some of them he had
made personally.

Do you see? Do you see
what I am dealing with here?

Our client is
within her rights,

as you are a tenant,
to have you evicted.

I'd hardly call myself a tenant.
You, however?

Countess, may we ask you
to be respectful?

Andrew has been dead
less than a month...

Quite.

So, shall we move on
to the case in point?

Yeah, agreed. And it is my understanding

that legally, it is you who
needs to vacate the property.

Read my lips, Caroline,

your relationship
with Andrew was over...

Yet still
he liked to visit...

She's lying.

Regularly.

India.

As we said
in our last letter,

the terms of
your divorce arrangement,

er, were that your former
husband would maintain you

in the estate's cottage
but, upon death,

that you would need
to vacate the property,

as is agreed in his will.

Composed before I knew
he was screwing Miss Rossiter.

And of course before
he started to...

visit me.

Since then, there have been
certain adjustments.

May I advise you

to check Andrew's
most recent will?

Don't.

If only you had shown
the same spirit in the bedroom,

then perhaps,
my sweet India,

he might not have come
scurrying back to me.

Would you have another...

No, actually.

Go back through
the first settlement,

speak to
contentious probate,

and ask then to send over
the latest will.

Let's see what claim
the countess has.

Oh! How wonderful.

Unbelievable.

It makes no sense.

I have no answer
for you, Felix...

She wants to end
our marriage, Zander.

With no explanation.

She's never said
she was unhappy.

It doesn't make any sense.

I agree.

Please, she's your sister.

Tell me... And this is a mystery.

She's always been more like
our father. What I do know

is whatever decision
she came to,

it has not been done lightly.
Are you representing her?

No!
Really?

This is the first
I've heard of this.

Felix, stay calm.

There will be a reason.

My advice?

Get yourself
the best lawyer.

And I'll talk to my sister.

All pretty basic stuff,
name and address.

If you like, I can confirm

that you don't have
a criminal record.

Aha.

All in all, A-plus.

I'd give you my kid.

Amazing. Yeah, thanks.

Little bit cold.

You knock one sister,
you knock them all.

Hannah told you?

Nice fleece.

Er, Brain on a Bike, yeah.

Genius.
What is it you do again?

Everything.
I.T. based.

James?
Ah.

Coffee.

Okay, you should know
that I don't approve.

Mindless sex, okay,
but Hannah says it's a thing?

The kid shrink's a thing?

Kid shrink, nice turn of phrase. Well?

If this is a chance to get me
to "talk about my feelings,"

it'll take more than
a cinnamon bun and a latte...

You still love Hannah.
I know you do.

Okay, and that's your hour.
Who do I bill, you or her?

You are making
a terrible mistake.

I'm not talking to you anymore. And you...

You think
she hates you now,

just wait until
you tell Hannah that...

Tell Hannah what?

Err, that it's crazy,

Liv getting married at 18.

Just tell her, yeah?

Do it tonight.

She knows I'm keeping
something from her.

She'll get it out of me.

And then, my friend,
they'll all know.

Why has my brother-in-law
just been in my office

a jabbering wreck?

Did Lennie come in
to see you yesterday?

You need to talk to her.

I will, but right now,
I want to hear it from you.

You know I can't betray
a client's confidence...

This is family, Hannah.

And as family,
I can only advise you...

Yes, I know the spiel.

Did she come to you
about a divorce?

He's distraught.

They're the best marriage
I know. It's...

It's crazy.

I'm sorry.

I've known that man
more than 20 years.

What the hell
do I tell him?

What the hell
does he tell his kids?

That people have reasons.
Reasons we don't always see.

Reasons we don't
always know.

She wants out
of the marriage.

I'm sorry.

Have you signed those yet?

Melanie left
a message chasing.

I received Nathan's signed
copies this morning.

I'll tell her she can wait
a few days.

Nope.

No.

Done.

Talk to Lennie.

Hey. Heya.

Just stop doing that. Doing what?

Stalking children, like, smiling
at other people's babies.

It's weird. I'm just being nice.

No, you're not. You're being
a daddy in the making.

It's creeping me out.

Well, now
who's being weird?

Look, just find a cake,
or whatever it is

you want to give Liv tonight,
and can we please go?

Yeah, I've got to fix
some kid's laptop in N16

in 25 minutes, so...

I can't. I can't.
I can't do this.

I can't do it. I'm sorry.
I just...

When I think of it, like...

Adopting someone
else's kid?

I just... I just don't think
I can do it.

Come on!
I mean, look at us.

You know, we've got it all.
We can do this, Rose.

But you've got to have
a bit of courage.

No, I can't drag you along
on a dream you don't want.

So please. Just please.
Just keep up here, okay?

Now you've got to grab it.

Or you'll miss life.

I don't want to miss life.

James.

James!

Shitty.

Shitty. Shit.

Shit.

This is Dr. Leon or A Hale's voicemail.

Please leave a message
after the tone.

Lennie, it's Hannah.

I hope you're okay.
I hear you've told Felix.

He was in today.

Err, your brother's
pretty shaken,

so you might wanna call him.

Erm, we've got the initial
documentation for the petition.

And I can get that sent over
to you and signed tonight,

if that's what you want.

But talking as someone
who knows what it's like

not to have all the facts,

there... there is a-a danger

when one is economical
with truth,

that, erm,

you can leave people behind.

Felix deserves the truth.
He deserves a reason.

Because however bad it is,

it's better for him
to know, erm,

than for him to be left blindly
sifting through the past,

wanting...

Hoping for things
to be different.

Okay.

Call me back.

Oh.

Yeah, just get back to me,
end of play today.

Okay.Okay.

Hi.
Hi.

What was that earlier?
I heard you and Zander sparring.

Ah, just pissed off I was late
for dinner last night.

You should've called him.

I was a little distracted.

You free again tonight?

Erm, tonight, I will be
welcoming my niece

back from South America
and newly engaged.

Oh!
I know, right?

Now I really feel like the only
spinster in the village.

You... You never even
got close?

What? No, come on,
I don't believe that.

Possibly.
Drunkenly.

Only when not sober.

Undoubtedly
alcohol induced.

Alcohol being
the main accompaniment

to most
of my relationships.

Barring this one.

You sure
you aren't free later?

No.

This is ridiculous.

Great.

Good, well, get back
to me on that.

Yeah, sure, right.

Lennie!
What the hell is going on?

I can't talk to you
here, Zander.

This doesn't make any sense.
Why?

Because it's over.

Because it's
the best thing to do.

The only thing to do.

You sound like Dad.

Cold and straight
to the point.

I have a man who may die
if I don't find him a heart,

so I don't have time
for this now, Zander.

Bottom corner.

A new provision for the first
Countess of Brode,

signed and dated by
the Earl two months back.

All the assets reverted
back to Caroline.

And India?

Nothing.

Oh, damn.

India will get some
sort of provision, of course,

but the house
is a crumbling pile.

Once inheritance tax
has taken its whack,

there's not much left.

This isn't about money,

it's about a woman scorned.

Do you want me
to call India?

Nope. I'll do it.

You...
Mm?

...can get that

couriered back to the Dowager,
if you like.

Oh, no need.

She's in with Ma
for her podcast.

Wow.
Mm.

Wow.

Many people will be
asking themselves

what was the attraction,

the hold you still had
over your ex-husband?

I suppose because I was able to
show him what he'd been missing.

With her?
No.

With me.

He'd beg me
to let him go home.

You could see.

At the end of our "sessions."

He'd arrive all uptight.

After a couple of hours with me,
he was fine.

To go back.

To the humdrum of life.

To her.

To the safety.

Isn't that why we all stray?

To remind ourselves
that we can,

but in the knowledge
that life...

...real life,
is at home waiting.

I'd done 27 years of that.

I know better than anyone
the comfort of normal.

Boring.

Silly fool didn't really
understand it until he left me.

And then I reminded myself,

once a countess,

always a countess.

We only have this one life,

and if a marriage
still has a pulse,

then it's more than likely
worth reviving.

The mistake I made...

...letting him go
in the first place.

You, okay? Err, yep. Just finishing off.

I'll meet you in five? Sure.

Don't ever leave me.

Or if you do,

just be honest
about it, okay?

Of course, hey.

Come on.

My agreements, can I just,
err, check on something?

On my desk. Enjoy your night.

Thanks, Hannah,
you, too.

Ready?

- Hi.
- Hey.

Just checking in.

Have fun tonight.

Thank you.

Nathan...

I want to do this.

I love you.

Nathan?

Yes, thank you.

Erm, I gotta...
I gotta go. Bye.

Dad! Livvie!

Hey, hey, hey.

Wow.

This is... Gael.

Hi.

Oh!

Thank you.

So nice to meet you. Thank you.

A drink for you.

Yes, please.
Keep them coming.

- Hey, Tills!
- Dad!

Hi, Vinnie.
Hi, sweetheart.

Is, err, is James here yet?

On his way.

Hey. Alright?

You want a squeeze? Yeah.

Hi, Cora, how are you?

Wow.

Forget how tiny they are
at this age.

Vinnie.

Hey, do you wanna
have a look at this?

Yes, yes.

Hi. You're through
to James at Brain on a Bike.

Please leave a message
after the beep.

Mate, where are you? I need you.

Hurry up.

I, um...

I-I-I-I-I can't tell her.
I just can't do it.

I mean,

a baby.

I barely survived my last three.

I'm just not ready
to be a father again.

How do you tell the person
you love most in the world

you've screwed up?

Hi. You're through
to James at Brain on a Bike.

Please leave a message
after the beep.

Hey, git face, it's me.

Where are you?

Um, look, I'm sorry.

Hey, I-I do want them...

big, chubby beautiful,
funny kids.

Millions of them.

With you, because,

ah, you're gonna make
the best dad, Jimbo.

So, if you're in,

I'm in, too.

So, just hurry up.

Come save me from my family.

Love you.

I have to say,

I was really rather impressed
one way or another.

Well... Do you not think so?

Lennie.

Erm,

sorry, I-I can't really
talk to you now.

I'm calling
from the hospital.

My colleagues are trying
to get hold of Rose.

It's James.

What's wrong?

There she is.

Hannah.

Hi.

Never gonna happen.

Hannah?

Something's wrong.

I'm so sorry, Rose.
It's James.

It's James.

What? No, I...

What?

No, I...

What?

Mrs. Cutler, I'm sorry.

I'm okay.

I'm okay.

I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm
fine. Okay, okay, okay.

I'm fine, I'm fine.

Hello?

He's gone.

Nathan, he's gone.

It's okay, Hannah.
I'm here.

I'm not going anywhere.

♪ This won't be wasted

♪ I'll go the extra mile

Hey.

♪ I know you want
to chase this ♪

♪ Into the river

♪ I see the pain in you

♪ I know you've lost your cool

♪ And after the storm is over

♪ I'll build a boat for you

♪ And I will stop the water

♪ Rushing over you