All language subtitles for The Split S02E02 Episode 2.2.DVDRip.HI.en.BBC

(ETHEREAL MUSIC PLAYING)

TILLY: (MUFFLED) "He thought
back to that time when they, too,

had lived on the edge of constant
discovery, reckless and wild.

- And as his hands caressed..."
- Is this on the syllabus?

TILLY: Dad!

HANNAH: It's for work.

"He knew he must grasp the memory
of her once sweet taste haunting him."

He goes down on her in a bit.

Right. Tonight, your turn.
They clearly need policing.

You were out late last night.

(WATER RUNS) Mm,
someone's keeping count.

- Gym's clearly working, you look good.
- Yeah, well, you know.

Working on it. (PHONE RINGS)

Oh. Er...

NATHAN: "The sweet taste
of deceit was on her lips."

(SIGHS) Filth, utter filth.

I'm in the wrong business.

(PHONE CLATTERS)

(SIGHS)

VINNIE: Mum... The fox
has pooed on the car again.

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

(CHILDREN SHOUTING IN DISTANCE)

Urgh.

(GAGS)

TV: And because your
baby's skin is so sensitive,

- our range helps to protect and moisturize.
- Don't.

TV: Using only 100% natural
ingredients, we help you to care...

- We can try again.
- But I want that baby.

Which one? The James
Corden one? (LAUGHS)

- His jokes would get on your nerves.
- Mm.

TV: Healthy skin, happy baby.

(DOOR RATTLES)

RUTH: James! The back
door is sticking again.

We have to move out.

(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS)

You've blocked out
10 am this morning.

FI: I've got book club tonight with the girls,
I just need to pop out and get a few beers.

No, cancel.

We've got a sound check
at midday. Just do it later.

Get takeout. (SCOFFS)

RICHIE: Tonight of all nights!

You going out like that?

(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS)

(CLEARS THROAT)

Hey.

RICHIE: Callum, Ralphy,
we're leaving in five.

(SLURPS) Mm.

(PHONE RINGS)

HANNAH: Hi.
- I can't come.

- You OK?
- He's got me on complete lockdown.

Fi, is everything all right?

I don't know how to do
this, this divorce thing.

(DOOR OPENS) FI:
I'm terrified he's gonna...

HANNAH: One step at a
time. I'm here. You're just...

laying the ground.

OK. Well, um, book club tonight?

- Is he with you?
- Yeah.

Yeah, well, we
can catch up then.

- Babe, come on. You need to get
ready. HANNAH: Only when you're ready.

- OK.
- Send me the list.

Well, I'll, er, see
you at mine at eight.

OK.

Running late.

I didn't sleep that well.

And calling me at home?

I just wanted to
hear your voice.

Ah! Room for one more?

Fi Hansen cancelled.

Oh, that's disappointing.

And the Brodeur meeting?

Set for nine. I've drafted a
petition for you to look over.

You look tired. (LIFT DINGS)

Just... foxes keeping me up.

(CHATTER)

Did you know, er, Ma is doing
Zander and the man-whore's prenup?

Ah.

Why didn't Zander ask me?

- The Marriage. Sounds boring.
- It's for a case.

Did you read The Affair?

New York Times bestseller
for 19 weeks in... 2015.

Utter trash. Wasn't it
about his affair with, um...

- Editor, now soon to be ex-wife.
- Will you let me know when she arrives?

Which, once again,
proves my point,

never in the office, and
never think it's forever.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)

- Grayling?
- Er, yeah, er, shipping.

Hm, classy. "Great doing
business with you last night."

A long meeting, we... overran...

Lilies.

- Weddings and funerals, ha.
- Mm-hm.

Have them, if you like.

Hm.

You don't like lilies?

(LAUGHS) If I'd died.

Yeah, and, um, Post-it
Notes on my computer.

Oh. It's too much?

We're not... 15.

CHRISTIE: Oh, damn.
And I made you a mix tape!

Is it... Is it... Is it hot?

- Are you... Are you
hot? MAGGIE: Hannah.

We need to talk.

- Lunch?
- Fine.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

MAGGIE: Mrs. Brodeur is in reception.
- Thanks.

JACK: Insanity is divorce.

MISTY: Then you shouldn't have said
such awful things about me in your book.

(DOG BARKS) JACK: Please!

- I cannot go to Paris without you.
MISTY: You're a ridiculous man!

Let's go. (DOG BARKS)

Mr. Brodeur, we're in the process
of drafting a divorce petition.

Oui. Superbe. Marvelous.
Then I should be allowed.

Maggie, perhaps you could show
Mr. Brodeur where he could wait.

He's like the Mona Lisa.

His eyes follow you
wherever you move.

Er, we've... drafted
your petition,

and I just need your
marriage certificate.

"The biggest mistake
was becoming a wife."

MISTY: Chapter nine. In chapter
nine, I'm menopausal and fat.

We had a glorious affair,

but there's only so long
you can sneak around.

They should put that
in the mistress contract.

It's the guilt that gets to you.

You always get
caught in the end.

JACK: I won't wait any
longer, excusez-moi.

JACK: I don't care.
RECEPTIONIST: You can't go in there!

RECEPTIONIST: I'm so
sorry, I couldn't stop him.

I thought I'd take the
dog out for a petit poo-poo.

Just come to Paris... for
one more night! Just one.

Chapter nine, Jack.

It's a story, my love.

It's our life, Jack.

MISTY: You stole our life.

Ugh, pick up, Rose!

When you're done picking
the flakes off your suntan,

can you call me back, please?

Lunch.

NINA: Are you listening to me?

Are you listening to me?

OK, you're not listening to me.
Look, I really need to talk to you.

Not burritos, proper
lunch. Just call me back!

(SIGHS)

(PEN CLICKS)

(CLUNKS) Shit.

Hannah, hi.

Just...

- Is now a good time?
- Yeah.

I was just going over the
comparison of quarterly profit,

er, lawyer by lawyer,
adding up billable hours.

TYLER: I was curious. The Carlton
divorce, that never went to court?

Uh... Yeah, they were
married for, um... 28 years

and went to mediation.

So it wasn't necessary to
drag them both through court.

Just, though, in that particular
case, it falls between two stools.

Right? I mean, it's neither
high-profile enough nor litigious enough

for you to dedicate
quite so much time.

Hi. Er, mergers don't come cheap,
and it's NHD now, so can we step it up?

- I was saying to Mikey much the same.
- Right.

So a good old-fashioned
dogfight, then.

Oh, do you have five minutes?

Er, yeah, course.

Might be easier to
do this at your desk.

OK.

NHD, brilliant.

In one acronym, he's
managed to reduce this company

to something that sounds
like an STI! (CHUCKLES)

(COMPUTER DINGS)

- Zander, Fi Hansen. I'd love a steer.
- OK.

Originally, it was a
producer-artist relationship,

but he was the more famous.

But over the years,
they've built up the brand.

Now there's, er, rumors in
the press about the nanny,

which they're
scrabbling to shut down.

But in private, she's confirmed to
me that he's been having an affair.

I'm gathering all the financial
information, for the Form E,

but she's not told him yet.

I think she's scared.

ZANDER: She has a list
of unreasonable behavior?

And you're concerned that
the nanny will go to the press?

- Hmm.
- If she's gagged by an NDA...

Any newspaper worth
its salt will indemnify her,

- if the story's good enough.
- Which it is, by the sounds of it.

So... when it hits, I
wanna be prepped.

They're gonna wanna keep this
out of court and out of the press.

I can check in with
Liz in the media team.

Great.

Because I think he's going to
come for her, I just get a sense.

I want to bring Nathan in on it.

My suspicion is that the opposing
party will be aggressive in their strategy,

and... and Nathan's the best.

Plus, if this goes to arbitration,
I want him by my side.

I'm sure you can
pull some strings.

One advantage of
being married to the best.

The Sinclair inheritance act
claim? I left the papers on your desk.

Can you sit in at one?

Ah, sorry. Lunch meeting.

Now, when Mr. Carmichael
says he has a lunch meeting,

one senses he might
mean a lunch meeting.

ZANDER: You're a man
who eats lunch at his desk.

She's a keeper.

Interesting. I'll get her name.

Thank you for taking me on.

Particularly as I'm not
convinced I was your first choice.

Persecution complex,
very, very unhealthy.

No, a fair analysis
of the situation.

Er, to be clear, it is the remit of
the aforementioned barrister, me,

to instill a general sense
of ill-ease and discomfort,

even dislike, in a pupil, you.

Not, as it may seem,
through any great intent,

but simply because I am,
and my wife will confirm this,

incredibly scatter-gun

and don't like most people,
including my own children.

But you do like her.

That stuff, that...
caring-what-I-think stuff.

This is a place of work,
so... save it for another time.

Maybe tonight? I
hear you're paying.

Oh, yes. The age-old tradition
of the pupil-barrister fleece.

Gay couple. German. Expecting
twins. He's run off with the surrogate.

Watch and learn.

RONNIE: OK. Everybody clear
about what we should be doing?

I'll take that as a yes.

Now, who's going to
be the guinea pigs?

You're sitting in the front row,
I'm afraid you've asked for it.

(LAUGHTER)

All right, you're the legal...

and you're the
client. OK, let's go.

I'm an acquisitions lawyer
with Goldman Sachs,

which is where I met my wife.

AMY: And when did the
marriage break down irretrievably?

A few weeks ago.

I'd like a divorce.

OK, OK. Stop.

Any questions?

Nothing?

Hello?

(QUIET LAUGHTER)

Mmm...

- OK, play on. RUTH: Um, um...

He'd like a divorce.

At some point in every
marriage, we'd all like a divorce.

But there is a difference
between what one likes

and what one really wants to do.

Ruth Defoe, everyone. One of
our most eminent family lawyers.

(APPLAUSE)

- Amy. Is it Amy?
- Yeah.

I had a goldfish called
Amy, but... (LAUGHTER)

I digress.

Are you sure, Mr. Latham,
the marriage is over?

I...

Um, yeah, I think so.

See? Hesitation,
you're not sure, are you?

Now, if this was a good friend who told
you what Mr. Latham has just told you,

what would be the
first thing you'd say?

- "I'm sorry?"
- Exactly.

We're therapist, counsel,
and most important,

possibly the only running mate
they have in the very darkest hour.

And the second?

- "Are you sure?"
- Bravo! Always question!

People have affairs, people
we know, people we love,

but that is not always
the cue for divorce.

Sometimes it can
be the road back.

But she's sleeping with my best
friend and stealing my money.

Oh, well, then... Screw her
for every penny she's got.

(LAUGHTER)

Amy. Go again.

- Hello, Ronnie.
- Ruth.

Take a pew.

Ooh! Can we go through
the Adelaide case?

Uh, sorry, a lunch meeting
the other side of town.

Maybe later, then?

What?

Just watching you. (CHUCKLES)

And I was just imagining what it
would be like if this was every day.

(CUTLERY CLATTERS ON PLATE)

You can't call me when I'm trying to
get my kids off and act like all is OK.

HANNAH: You can't look at
me like you are looking at me now

when there are people around.

"She's a keeper?"

- I was just fooling around.
- We can't do that.

Stop it.

You're giving us
away, and I'm not...

ready. I'm not ready...

to give us up yet.

Yet?

- I don't drop hints at work because...
- Oh!

This, if you hadn't realized, is
officially a conflict of interests.

Mm. Hey, hey, hey.

It's not that I haven't had the
same thoughts, I've had them.

I think, what would have
happened? What, What if?

What if it had been
you and not Nathan?

What if it had been you waiting
for me at the end of that aisle?

I have...

my life. I have responsibility.

I have kids. I have...

(PHONE CHIMES)

People that you love.

Yeah. (SIGHS)

CHRISTIE: We
should get the bill.

HANNAH: Not yet.

Zander is besotted.

Kill me if I go away on holiday
and come back with husband.

He's one step away
from a mail-order bride.

Sure. Much better to keep
dating weirdos and old men.

- First insult of the day.
- John. Weird John. 48.

7, he was 47.

Rex. Case in point, right
age, screw-up anyway.

You're jealous.

And alone.

And really sweaty.

Shut up... smug git with
your smart new husband.

Real husbands have beards.

All the flats I'm looking at are owned
by real husbands who have beards.

James is never going to
grow a beard! (LAUGHING)

The point is, is
we're all jealous,

even of the things we don't
think, or didn't think, we wanted.

You're losing me.

You know, when you... when you
realize you want them, it's too late.

Rose.

Not pregnant.

(VOICE BREAKS) Not
pr-pregnant any more.

You really don't think
he can grow a beard?

Mm. I'm not ruling it out completely,
but he has such smooth skin.

(LAUGHS)

AMY: Thank you so much.

RUTH: Well, I learnt a
lot. AMY: Really interesting.

- We learnt from you.
- I'll see you next week.

JACK: Awesome. RUTH: OK.

STUDENT: Thank you so much.
- Thank you.

- You've stolen my thunder.
- Mm.

You've been on
your own too long.

(CHUCKLES) Canteen's down there.

Uh, but I wouldn't bother, pub
across the road's much better.

How are the girls?

Old. Good.

(INHALES SHARPLY) All grown
up. I have three grandchildren.

Well, mine have all got
terrible New Zealand accents.

Tally lives in Auckland now.

Oh, thank you very
much. Thank you.

- Thanks.
- Give me a good mark.

All right. Thank you.

FEMALE STUDENT:
Can I get a coffee?

Like I said, pub over the road.

They don't always find
you there. (CHUCKLES)

Busted.

We were just talking about you.

CHRISTIE: Hannah was
wondering if you were free, er...

Er, Fi Hansen.

NATHAN: Is that going?

We're just preparing.

Absolutely. Interesting.

Hi!

Hannah Stern.

I know. I heard you speak
at the Women In Law lunch,

Feminist Perspectives On
Cross-examination. It was great.

CHLOE: Although, I wasn't quite sure about
your interpretation of Hunt and Moore.

Christie Carmichael.

Chloe Howell. New pupil. She has
opinions. I'm trying to discourage it.

I hear Zander's new man is busting your
balls, checking you're behaving yourselves.

Yeah. Yeah, we've got to go.

Um... Nice to meet you, Chloe.

See you at home.

Shit.

(LIFT DINGS)

NINA: Where have you
been? I've been calling you.

Did you deliberately
not answer your phone?

CHRISTIE: Yeah. Yes, of course.

Well, when I'm back at my desk, I'll
have a look over the figures. Great.

Rose has lost the baby.

(SIGHS)

If I call, please pick up.

I'm not good at that stuff,
you're good at that stuff.

Howdy.

Where are you?

Right now? (SIGHS)

Looking at my last flat of the day
and another property I can't afford.

HANNAH: I know you
don't think you will...

but you will get another chance.

You see, people
say that kind of shit,

but they say it when they're
sitting on the other side.

You are formally on
the other side, Hannah.

Whereas I'm... barren.

- And dramatic.
- Let me have my moment.

You're mid-chapter.

Bad metaphor. Also
happening a lot today.

TODDLER: Hello!

No, James and I are
gonna have to live alone...

with our cats.

You hate cats.

Yeah. The emphasis was on alone.

You're not alone.

Didn't you read the Defoe
terms and conditions?

Sometimes it's just
not the right time.

Sometimes you have to trust that the
universe will give you another chance,

and you'll be ready to...
grab it with both hands.

Yeah. Just...

I felt... ready now, so...

(SNIFFS)

Um... Yes.

Big smile.

(LAUGHTER)

RICHIE: Listen, just let me
know however many people,

and I'll make sure Ali puts the
names on the guest list, yeah? All right!

Don't do that. Don't
keep inviting people.

- Buzzkill.
- Well, the tabloids are circling.

Then cover better.

- Your nanny is going to talk.
- She signed an NDA.

- Richie...
- Fix it. Hmm?

Do what I pay you
the big bucks for.

Danny boy! Hey! (LAUGHS)

What was that piece of
shit I saw you in last night?!

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

The Hansen nanny's talking to the
papers. I called Matthew Royston.

I'll work out a strategy with the
reputation management team first thing.

Thanks.

Hannah...

OK, if I'm doing
this, you're doing this.

- Are you coming?
- Uh... No. Sorry.

I'm, er... I can't tonight.

Hannah...

NINA: Christie!

Are they coming with us?

Yes. Have you got
a problem with that?

Before you say I'm
mad, he's French.

MISTY: And it's very
difficult to stay angry

when someone is saying
nice things to you in French.

It's always been
my Achilles heel.

Then he persuaded me to go for
lunch, and... one thing led to another.

HANNAH: You want your
marriage certificate back.

You've done this before.

We weren't going to lodge the
petition until tomorrow anyway.

It's not the affair I miss,
it's the potential it had.

MISTY: The thrill of potential.

I'll walk you down.

He ran screaming out of the court and
he chased me halfway up High Holborn

until I promised him I'd get him
his plane and his Porsche back!

(LAUGHTER)

Classic!

Another one?

Yeah, thank you.

(PHONE RINGS)

Before you ask, I'm
only staying for one drink.

Good, because I suspect Liv's
homies have settled in for the night,

and I forgot to say,
I have book club.

Doesn't that
classify as a hobby?

You don't do hobbies,
let alone read a book.

- I read books.
- Dan Brown,

preferably on a beach or
an airport lounge, at a push.

And if it's for work.

Fi Hansen invited me.

Book clubs this evening,
bistros at lunchtime...

Are you getting pissed?

Yeah, but in my defense,
Malcolm's picking up the tab.

(SINGING) The pipes,
the pipes are calling...

Is that Malcolm singing?

I'll be leaving in a minute.

Nathan... (LINE BEEPS)

So what's going on? Richie's been on
the phone all day to his management.

(GUESTS CHATTER)

Um... Have you spoken
to your PR today?

No. Why? I had some stupid photoshoot
this morning and then all this tonight.

Um...

TABBY: Fi! Your ice
machine's really screwed!

Brace yourself.

(LAUGHTER AND CHATTER)

(MUSIC PLAYING)

Angel!

FI: What do you want, some cake?
Come and give Mummy a kiss first.

Mwah. OK. Don't
get it on the sofa.

Cake and cucumber.
Perfect combo.

Hated it. Hated,
hated, hated it!

Don't hold back, Tab.

TABBY: Where was the
romance? Where were the laughs?

Where was the sex? I've been
more aroused by a bikini wax.

- And, er, his last?
- Oh, The Affair? Loved, loved, loved!

- Really? I thought it dragged.
- Yeah.

The Marriage was better.
Well, it had something.

Oh, it's not great, um...

but, er, the end
took me by surprise.

I think it's trying
to... say something.

- No way is it better than The Affair.
- Well, everyone knows Jack Brodeur.

They know what they're
gonna get. But this...

HANNAH: This was at least
attempting at something real.

To watch this couple, who
had once been so passionate,

become trapped in this
claustrophobic marriage,

um, to realize the mirage of
the affair, that this, um, is reality.

With The Affair, the fantasy just
can't sustain. I mean, it rang true.

Mm.

Like I said, I've been more
aroused by a bikini wax.

(LAUGHTER)

Carrie has given
a tabloid interview.

- Oh, shit!
- I'm sorry.

A colleague's trying
to find out more.

Will they run it?

It will come out online. It
could hit... any moment.

HANNAH: This is potentially
really damaging for you and the kids.

If we're going to do this,
Fi, we have to do this now.

OK? You've got to trust
me. I've got your back.

RICHIE: Oh, man, you
bitches still here? ALL: Richie!

(CHATTER AND LAUGHTER)

RICHIE: Oh, piss off home,
we've got to be up at 5 am!

- Good to see you!
- Hello, darling.

Give me a kiss.

Hey!

Hannah!

Ah. On my way out.

- Oh, pity, you're my favorite.
- Ha!

Have you got my coat and bag?

FI: Oh, yeah, sorry.

- Richie?
- Oh, my...

Where's the sambuca?

- Shots?
- Yeah, party!

It's a school night!

So, what did it say?

As soon as I get anything,
I'll let you know. OK?

RICHIE: Fi? Fi,

Tabby's doing sambucas.
Will you sort her out?

- Yeah, in a minute.
- Fi, now.

FI: Don't embarrass me.

Oh, could you, er, tell
Nathan I've got those tickets?

- Arsenal-Inter Milan.
- I will.

Good luck tomorrow.

The show. I'm
looking forward to it.

Oh, thanks!

Hey.

Get 'em out, get
some sleep. Yeah?

You know how it
shows on your face.

And I don't want the gallery
screaming in my ear again,

telling me they can't get a
decent close-up. All right?

RICHIE: All right, ladies!

Hey! Boss wants to go to bed.

I know, what a buzzkill.

CHRISTIE: Oh, come on! Lies. All lies.
- No, no,

you bailed on
the first interview.

What can I say? A habit
of screwing up a good thing.

- It was Christie who lured Hannah in.
- Ah, interesting.

- Ah, no, stole her.
- She came pretty willingly.

That's what I hear.

- Excuse me?
- We've known each other a long time.

- She's a great lawyer.
- Married to a great guy.

How did it work for you?
Did you have to interview

- or were you just headhunted?
- Ooh!

- Ow.
- Double ow. How's it going?

Have you worked out who
should get the chop yet?

Well, you guys aren't
making this job easy for me.

- Everyone's so great.
- No executions. Yet.

- Oof.
- More a tightening of the belt.

Phew!

Well, you almost
didn't make it through.

Hannah was going
with someone else,

but then Zander said that you
were new and needed the break.

- This one has a sting in her tail.
- This one?

Forgive my fiancé.
He's new to the place.

Weird, cos he looks like
he's been around the block,

looking at your Facebook page.

- Maybe you should get her a car.
- Oh! I'm OK.

I'm OK! God!

It's called Uber.

(RUMBLING)

HANNAH: Ooh...

Liv's bag.

Shit!

She is grounded
until university.

- She's 17, Nathan.
- At 17, it's hash. At 19, it's crack.

Should we confront her?
I'm going to confront her.

Yes, we confront her. Tomorrow.

It's too late now.

You've got cheese
sauce on your tie.

Did you find anything else?

No.

Mm. Then leave
it till the morning.

- On your head.
- Well, what else do we do?

She's been grumpy. You
get grumpy with weed.

Is it weed?

(HANNAH SIGHS)

How was book club?

It's a... jungle out there.

And you have whisky breath.

(WITH ACCENT)
You want to smoke it?

Nathan Stern!

(SPLUTTERS/COUGHS)

(LAUGHS)

You feeling anything yet?

(LAUGHS)

No, not yet.

- How did this happen?
- Ugh...

- It's my fault.
- Yeah.

- Nathan!
- What? I've done my penance.

You've been late home
three, four nights a week.

It was work.

How was Richie? Was
he asking after me?

(SIGHS)

If you're coming on board with this,
the... weird bromance has to stop.

Of course, you don't like him.

He's a creep.

You don't know he's a creep.

I mean, he might not be someone
you bring home to meet Mother,

but that doesn't
mean he's a creep.

Nathan...

You don't like men.

Our line of work, we
meet a lot of arseholes.

You don't like men!

Yes, I do.

I don't like him, but...

I beg to differ.
Sylvia's husband?

- Arsehole of the highest order.
- My point being...

I mean, we never had them
over, because you don't like him.

- I like her.
- Exactly! You like her.

Name me one male. Bar Christie.

How could I forget Christie?

I mean, you even have lunch
with Crispy, so you must like him.

Yeah.

Wow.

Can't remember the last
time you and I had lunch.

It's 20 years ago this week,
Hannah, since we got married...

and... I don't think you
and I have been out to eat...

together without a child
or an elderly person or...

any family member for...

- You're stoned.
- A long time.

You and I haven't been
on a date since I continued...

- to disappoint you.
- You haven't disappointed me.

You've hurt me.

HANNAH: Can you lock up?

You left your swimming costume last
night, when you said you were at the gym.

(WATER RUNS)

I didn't go to the gym...

in the end.

- Right.
- I worked late.

You and I need to
be in more evenings.

- Noted.
- I didn't think about if I hurt you.

I didn't think about what it meant
for you or the kids. I didn't care.

Whilst it was
happening, I didn't care.

And that's the thing I find
most hard to forgive in myself...

because I didn't think...

I could ever do that. I didn't
know I was capable of that.

But I think we all are.

I put it in with Vinnie's
kit. Your costume.

You should rinse it more. The chlorine
shoots the shit out of the elastic.

Oh, shit.

What?

Your dad...

has something he'd like to say.

- Olivia...
- Is this going to take long?

Because I'm meeting Innes
early to get the Spanish vocab.

Sit down.

What's a spliff doing in
your bag? Are you an idiot?

HANNAH: Is it yours?

Innes's brother rolled it.

LIV: I was just passing it on.
- Dealing, as well.

- It's one zoot.
- These are important years, Liv.

- Yeah, and you're screwing them up!
- This is stuff you talk to us about.

- No, it's not.
- Liv...

LIV: I'm nearly 18, and this is the
stuff you don't talk to your parents about.

Just like the stuff
you keep from us.

You know, like all
that gross stuff Dad did.

- That is enough.
- We found it all online.

LIV: You know that website's just
like Tinder, only ten times worse.

- Liv...
- I mean, at least on Tinder the selfies are better,

and you don't have to pay
someone to find you a hook-up.

Your dad's right, enough.

Are we done yet?

LIV: Can I have it back?

We... binned it.

I hate you.

(DOOR SLAMS)

- Fi's here.
- Thanks.

Can you let Christie know
that we're sitting down?

Yeah. Sure.

Are we OK, Maggie?

Yeah. Good. Fine.
Just... too many cocktails.

- Zander and Tyler, they are fun guys.
- Ha.

I don't have a file for him.

Erm... Mr. Grayling?

MAGGIE: I just think it might
be useful in case anyone asks.

Is it true you almost
went with someone else,

- I was the second person for the job?
- What?

It was just something that
Nina said. It's fine. I just...

I hope I've proved myself.

MAGGIE: My reliability.

My loyalty.

My discretion.

I think you know that you
can always rely on me for that.

I will talk to Zander.

HANNAH: I know you
want more, Maggie.

I'll do my best.

- I will tell her you're on your way.
- Hi.

- Transcript of the interview.
- Ah.

- Well, part of it.
- Thanks.

It's going to be serialized
over the weekend.

Expenses only, but
close to a six-figure sum.

Oh, wow. Wow!

No, really, no problem. Thanks.

No, Fi Hansen is waiting.

I just spent all morning
getting you that.

- Yeah, and I said thank you.
- Yes.

Yes, you did.

Christie... (DOOR SHUTS)

Fine.

OK?

So, this is... an extract
of Carrie's interview.

It won't be easy to read.
Would you prefer I read it?

FI: Miami?

Summer before last?

The weekend my mum was ill.

In the car, after he
dropped me and the kids...

The kids were in the house!

(TURNS PAGE)

It can't be true. (PHONE RINGS)

This list you sent me, Fi...

(RINGING CONTINUES)

"Does not let me
choose my own wardrobe,

books all medical
and beauty procedures.

HANNAH: Controls my bedtimes.
(PHONE STOPS RINGING)

Does not let our children spend time
with anyone he does not approve of.

Directs me on my
choice of friends.

Demands I do not see certain
friends and family members."

I've been doing this for a long time Fi,
and... while every couple has difficulties,

Richie's treatment
of you is unusual.

(SIGHS)

I believe it will be classed as
controlling and coercive behavior.

And the good thing
is I'm not your friend,

I'm your divorce lawyer, and no
NDA controls what you say to me.

When this interview goes out, not
only do I want you to be ready, Fi,

I want you and your
children to be protected.

I am not sure you
are currently safe.

(PHONE RINGS)

Do you want me to help
you leave your marriage, Fi?

Then it's time.

Oh, God.

(GROANS)

(KNOCKING)

TYLER: Did you get my email?

Yes.

(NINA CLEARS HER
THROAT) Only, you never replied.

Didn't realize it
required a reply.

I hope that you and I... are
not going to have a problem.

Problem? Why?

According to HR, you've had
quite a number of duvet days.

TYLER: Key meetings,
you're known to be late.

- I appreciate, in your old firm...
- Er...

Defoe is still very much alive.

- It's third name, top line.
- Nina...

Zander has asked me to review
the productivity and passion

of every staff member,

and if the books don't balance, I
will advise that he looks to rationalize.

Are you in AA?

Excuse me?

Might be worth
thinking about it.

So we'll adjust on those
clauses already flagged

- and get this signed and done.
- Great.

Yes, there is just
one thing. Um...

The schedule of Tyler's
assets. They seem a little thin.

One suitcase and
an array of nice shirts.

(LAUGHING) RUTH:
Yes, quite right.

I so hate stuff. Don't we
all have too much stuff?

- But as a 36-year-old management consultant...
- And lawyer.

Who has worked in four of
the five big legal firms in the US,

I'm a little surprised
he hasn't accrued more.

There's little financial revenue
listed in the way of property, etc.

Neither is there much debt.

Tyler's job is to
rationalize companies,

help them make savings,
avoid undue expenses, etc.

It's just an observation,
Zander. (CHUCKLES)

(SIGHS)

Found us a flat.

- What?
- Happy jig.

- Yeah?
- Happy jig?

(JAMES HUMS AN UPBEAT TUNE)

(LAUGHS)

(ROSE JOINS IN)

(HUMMING TOGETHER)

MAGGIE: Hannah?
- Mm-hm?

The Brodeur petition?
We've paused on that, right?

- Mm.
- I've just had a call from Pierre Rivette.

He's Jack's lawyer in Paris.

He was asking if we could send
the marriage certificate direct.

MAGGIE: I think we got our wires crossed. I
said to him we'd already returned it to Misty,

and he said he would get it
from her when she arrived in Paris.

I'm worried that...

Jack's planning to start divorce
proceedings in Paris. Shit!

(LINE RINGING)

MISTY: Darlings, it's Misty. I
can't get to the phone right now,

but please leave a...

Find out which train.

DISPATCH: Are you proceeding?

DRIVER: Yeah, pulling
through now. Talent's arriving.

They're booked to take
the Eurostar at 6:30.

- Do you want me to go?
- No. No. You just... you keep trying her.

OK.

(CHATTER)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

MAN: Excuse me? Excuse me!

Would you mind coming with
me? I just need to see in your bag.

Er, what?

Why?

This way. Thank you.

Misty!

Where's Jack?

OK. I need your
marriage certificate.

- Well, it's still in my bag. Jack wanted me to...
- Bring it with you?

That's because he has a lawyer in Paris who
has probably already drafted his petition.

HANNAH: You get on that train,

and very soon you'll be served
with French divorce papers.

And I promise the outcome will be nowhere
near as good as in the English courts.

No!

- He needs me on the book tour.
- No. If you let him do this...

you may well be left
with almost nothing.

I can still lodge your
petition here first.

He wants me to meet his
new editor. 24, from Toulouse.

Not an ounce of fat.

What is it they say?

Marry your mistress...

and you leave a vacancy.

(DOG WHINES AND BARKS)

(GENTLE MUSIC PLAYING)

MAN: Final checks,
please, everyone.

Number one to
first position, please.

Number two, are you set?

- Stand by, everyone.
- Well, at least try and smile.

- Cue intro.
- That's ten seconds, people, ten seconds.

When the boys were downstairs...

ANNOUNCER: Can I have
a round of applause, please?

Because the beautiful
people are here.

Ladies and gentlemen,
Mr. and Mrs. Hansen!

(CHEERING AND
APPLAUSE) Fuck you.

I want a divorce.

(CHEERING AND APPLAUSE)

(CHRISTIE SIGHS)

- I won't stop sending you flowers.
- Ha.

I won't stop looking at you
when you're on the phone.

I won't stop taking the lift for a second time
just on the off chance you might be in it.

I won't.

If you don't want any of that...

then what are we doing here?

CHRISTIE: Because this should
be, if nothing else, all of that.

You have people that
you love. I get that.

But I have you.

Solely you.

I... love...

- Don't...
- solely you.

What are you going to do
with that, Hannah Defoe?

Stern. Hannah Stern. (SIGHS)

(EXHALES)

I could have just gone,
Hannah. I could have left.

I could... have a
whole new life now.

But you came to me,

you asked me not to leave.

Why did you ask me not to leave?

Because I needed to know.

Needed to know what?

If I had made a mistake.

And?

(SIGHS) Did you?

(PHONE RINGS)

Don't answer it, Hannah. Please.

CHRISTIE: For once, don't.

Hannah...

Nina?

(SCOFFS) HANNAH: Nina,
Nina, calm down. Nina...

Good to know.

(STIFLES SOB)

I'm there.

(SONG PLAYING)