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- I'll always be their mum. - Well,
you've a funny way of showing it.

Walking out, no reason. Just "Sorry,
kids, I feel like a new life".

No reasons?!

You go to her,
what does that tell me?

It tells you she's
the mother of my kids.

You still love her,
you still have feelings for her.

We have to cut them out of our life.
Garry, Marie -- they're the past.

I love you, Marie.

But I think it's better now if we
cut the cord.

- Hi, Billy. - Marie.

What are you doing here?

Laura is yours, Billy.

Ours.

And she thinks another man
is her daddy.

My husband is a very violent man.

He's been hurting me
and scaring my boy.

- You're coming to my place.
- Don't be ridiculous.

I can't leave you here.

Some weirdo outside,
just, like, staring.

Where's Davey?

Davey?!

I've got you now, sweetie.

It's going to be OK.

Sorry, sorry, not looking.

I have to pee.

Security! You taking drugs in there?

- No. - You got a girl
in there with you?

No.

Only... a really pretty girl
was seen coming in here.

Aye, gorgeous she was.

You.

We must stop meeting like this.

How's the car?

Still a piece of shit, but it runs.

- Yes, you can buy me a drink. - Good.

It's great to see you all
here today.

What a fantastic turnout.

It's amazing how far people will
travel for a bit of free grub

and a piss-up.

And to see this gorgeous
couple tie the knot.

Ladies and gents,
please raise your glass.

A toast to Greg and Marie.

Greg and Marie.

Mmm, you look amazing.

Can we slip
away for a quarter of an hour?

What'll we do for the other
ten minutes?

Oh! Ooh!

Ooh!

Turn to the right for me, please.

And turn to the left for me, please.

And face forward.

I didn't think that it was him.

See, um, my brother's friend had
dropped me off.

Dex.

And I thought they'd forgot
something...

.. or...

I opened the door
and he just hit me.

Straight in the face.

And you were alone in the house?

Yeah, they went out.

They'd gone for some food.

I live with my dad, and my brother,
and my little sister.

And your dad's girlfriend
and her son?

Where is she?

I don't want her in my house.

It's not my fault.

Do you mean sorry?

Sorry? For what? Not being there?

- Well, where were you? - Brenna!
- Huh? Where were you?!

- Brenna! - Go in. Go in and
get your daughter.

Is everything OK out here?

She's HIS daughter.
This one walked out.

Has she told you?
Didn't want them any more.

- Mrs Doyle? - Isn't that the truth?

Well, perhaps we could have a
few words about your husband.
In the car. Come on.

I haven't done anything wrong.

He's not my responsibility.

- Sweetheart. - Daddy.

I'm so sorry.

It won't happen again, I promise.

It'll never happen again.

What are they saying?
Are they arresting him?

He's already been in jail.

Grievous bodily harm.

Possession of drugs.

He's been hanging around the house
and you never reported him.

I went to see him, man to man.

He agreed to stop coming.

Right, well, that worked.

Greg, you can see whoever you want,
you're single.

Oh, that's big of you.

But bringing this
into our children's lives...

I've brought nothing.

It was a one one-off incident
and it will not happen again.

Ever since you left, I've done
nothing but protect these kids.

Tell her.

I've been Ma, I've been Da,
and they've been fine.

Better than fine.

So don't be about it, Marie.

Seeing her hurt breaks my heart,

but it's something no-one expected,
and it will not happen again.

No, it won't.

You ready to come home?

Molly and Liam will be worried.

I want to stay here.

You don't live here.

Sweetheart, I know this has
shaken you up.

I understand that.
It must have been terrifying.

But the police are onto this now
and this isn't somewhere you can be.

Your mother isn't...

Please, sweetheart.

Please.

It's your home.

Your dad's right.

But, um...

.. could you just give us
a couple of minutes, darling?
I just need to talk to him.

Darling.

And?

I want them back.

What?

No way.

No way!

I've been thinking about it.

No, it's not just tonight.
But this has sealed it.

No! End of discussion.

No. You left -- too bad.

You made your choice.

Liam, you wouldn't get anyway.
He hates you.

And Molly, not a hope.

So whatever delusions are going
on up there, forget about it, Marie.

Forget about it.

I'll see a solicitor.

You see who you like.

No! The answer today, tomorrow,
forever is no.

Come on, darling.

We'll go home.

Look, I know it's been hard for you,
but you've arguably

put your own needs above those
of your children.

Your eldest, your son, Liam,
he's 17?

Yes.

So the court has no
jurisdiction over him.

The application would only
concern your two daughters.

I understand that.

However, Liam still is an issue,
especially

if he chooses to stay with
your husband because, if there's

anything a court doesn't like,
it's the separation of siblings.

The positives.

You've been the de facto carer
since their mother walked out.

You have a regular job.

You live near the schools.

You're the obvious
choice for consistency.

And the negatives?

Garry.

Your daughter's been exposed to
physical violence

whilst in the care of her father
and his new partner.

You brought a new woman
and her young son

into your home with what could
seem like undue haste,

destabilising an already
unstable situation.

- Has he been arrested? - No.

He absconded.

So he's potentially still a threat?

Yes, absolutely.

And not only destabilising
with this woman,

but also bringing violence,
fear and anxiety into the home.

She's been good for us.
She loves us.

I'm only telling you
the arguments against you.

Have you had any problem with drink?

- Nothing serious. - Drugs?

Any incidents that could be seen to
affect the welfare of the kids?

No.

She couldn't connect with Molly
after she was born.

She once told me she hated her
and wished she'd die in her sleep

so the crying'd stop.

I had post-natal depression.

Marie has a strong case for contact.

She's their biological mother,

and they clearly, especially Laura,

are displaying
a strong need to see her.

However, before you agree to any
kind of overnight arrangement,

you'd be justified in asking
for supervised contact.

Certainly with Molly.

So, if it goes all the way,
if it goes to court...

.. how long would that take?

It's not quick. A few months.

We work at the children's pace.

And what would it cost,
if that happens?

Somewhere in the region of £5,000,
if fully contested.

We'd need a portion of that up
front.

Right.

Hello, Mum.

You've got a view straight through
there with no impediment.

Look right over those...

The walls are paper thin,
it smells of fish

and you can't
feel your feet in the winter.

Door's open. I'll follow you down.

Sorry about that.

To what do I owe the pleasure?

I need to borrow money.

At least you didn't dress it up.

I know how much you respect honesty.

I'm going to fight for custody.

Well, this is a news flash.

Drink?

No, thanks.

I think I need to rent
a bigger house.

Something with more bedrooms.

- They're fine where they are.
- Have you seen them?

Came a few weekends back.

Stayed in a caravan.

I don't think
they need more disruption.

Have a drink.

I'm driving.

So stay the night.

Oh, I'm good.

So you just came for the cheque?

Why the change of heart?

I just realised I needed them
in my life.

What is this, daytime TV?

Marie, you've done the hard part,
you've left.

So be free.

It's what you wanted.

Why would you get back
into all that?

What if you can't do it? What
if you have another "breakdown"?

- What?! - You left your kids.

You couldn't deal with it.

And how is that not a breakdown?

Maybe it is, maybe.

Who knows?

My only surprise is that you lasted
so long.

And now that you're out,
you want to throw yourself
back in the flames?

Have them every other weekend,

birthdays, three days at Christmas.

I need £5,000.

You said that, when I left, that
you'd help me, financially.

Fine, I'll lend you some money.

Go on holiday, clear your head, then
come back and tell me I'm right.

I was a good mum.

I'm not saying you weren't.

Least I didn't take every
opportunity to

tell my child about her father's
indiscretions.

Sordid details no 12-year-old
girl should have to hear.

Oh, no, you don't get to do that.

Everyone wants to be
a victim nowadays

because it makes life easier
to explain.

But trust me, I've known you longer
than you've known yourself.

And this is you,
since you were two years old.

When things got tight, you pressed
the eject button, walked away,

ran away, lashed out.

And you tried to tame yourself.

Tried to tame yourself with
marriage, with kids,

with pathetic respectability.

You said you were marrying him
and I told you,

I told you then you were doing
it for the wrong reasons.

And lo and behold, a few years in,
the dirty little secret.

You told me to stay.

Yes, for Liam.

And I should have left.

Why? What would that have achieved?

Another man,
kid shuffling between two homes.

And then a few years down the road,
you'd feel trapped again

and shoot off in another direction.

Maybe I will have that drink.

You've lied for 15 years
about Laura.

You have to tell them the truth.

He's been a good father, Marie.

You can't let him make
a fool of himself fighting for a kid

that's not his.

How can I? Now what would
I say to Laura?

I find brutal honesty often works.

Or keep your secret.

Keep the lid on the whole lot.

But let him keep the kids.

Hi, this is Marie. Leave a message.
I'll call you back.

Marie, it's Greg.

Your solicitor's letter's arrived.
Er, I've spoke to the kids.

They don't want to see you. Sorry.

I won't be granting contact
with Molly.

And so, the following sound...

.. is the sound of a grand's worth
of pointless solicitor's fees!

Liam!

It's going to end up in court, OK?

Unless she backs down, we'll
have a judge deciding.

Not you, you're old enough to
make your own decisions,

but your sisters...

So... So I need to ask you a favour.

Please, until this is over,
stay with us, stay in the house.

- It'll make a difference. - Why? So
it looks like I'm on your side?

Oh, it's not about sides.
It's about...

.. do you think your ma should have
Molly? Do you?

After all this,
after all we've had to endure?

You remember the days after --
Molly almost vomiting through tears.

Please, Liam, I'm begging you.

Begging.

Stay with me, a few months,

then, after the judgment,
do what you want.

I'll stay if she goes.

- Liam. - No.

That's it. That's the deal.

Liam!

I got us a Danish cos there was
no chocolate cake.

Does your dad know you're here?

As if!

I'll fight for custody.

OK? I just need to know if that's
really what you want.

- Yes. - Do you promise me?

Promise.

OK.

This could wind up going to court.

There's something
I have to tell you.

You have to hear it.

And...

.. I don't want to hurt you any more.

I've already done enough damage.

And I don't blame you for all those
texts and the card you sent me.

What card?

The Mother's Day card.
It said "fuck you" on it.

And all the texts.

I didn't send them.

Laura, I wouldn't blame you
if you did.

Are you telling me you've got
texts from my phone with "fuck you"
written in them?

Yeah. I...

I mean...

This isn't me.

- I... I didn't send these.
- Would Liam have?

No. Liam w... Liam wouldn't do
that.

It could only be Dad or Brenna.

It's Brenna.

It's her. I know it's her.

How could she?
How many did she send?

A lot, but I'm just glad
it wasn't you.

And all this time,
you thought they were from me?

Mummy, you have to get us
out of there.

I, I don't even know why
he's with her.

Can we please,
please not just stay with you now?

Darling, your dad's not going
to accept that.

Look, we're going to do this right.

OK?

We have to go through
the proper channels.

You just have to be patient.

Good luck to him.

She can be his new family because
none of us are going to be there.

What did you want to talk about?

Let's talk about it later, OK?

You're late.

Where have you been?
Grab some lasagne.

Are you OK?

Can I borrow your phone?

- Why? - Cos I want to text Garry and
tell him what a twat he is!

- Laura. - And I want to tell him
that wherever he is,

to fuck off and that I hate him!

- Laura. - Because that's what
you do, isn't it?!

When you want somebody
out of your life?!

You text them
from somebody else's phone!

- I've no idea what you're on about.
- Bullshit.

I have no idea what she's on about.

Tell them.

Messages to our mum.

Tell them.

Davey, help your mummy.

Laura!

What the hell! It started
three minutes ago.

We're fine.
We're fine. Come on.

My client has been the sole carer of
all three of the family's children

for the past 13 months,

and there are very real child
protection issues in this case

with regard to Mrs Farrell's
destructive impulses.

There are absolutely no welfare
risks whatsoever associated
with this mother.

And those concerns of the past
can be properly safeguarded

by allowing Marie access, initially,
in a contact centre environment.

It's my view that the case
be referred to the
Court Children's Officer.

Following the CCO's investigation,
we will list the case

for a contested hearing
on the issue of residence.

Now, if you were on
this desert island,

who would you like to have
on the desert island with you?

Would you like to see your mummy?

And what do you most like
to do with her?

I want to go swimming
and play with her hair.

Is there anyone else you'd like
to bring on the island with you?

Is there...

.. anything that makes you scared?

Are you asking about me
being beaten up in my own house?

Do you feel able to talk about that?

So you're definitely
leaving home, then?

Yeah, I've already started
looking at house shares.

So once I get the money
sorted I'm outta there.

- Won't you miss your sisters?
- No, I'll see my sisters.

Good luck deciding.

Deciding...

Whether they live with
the bitch that walked out
or the bitch that moved in.

Julie, I'm Daddy.

- Do you remember me? - No.

I'm your daddy.

Do you understand?

But I miss you
when you're not at home.

Well, it's just the way it is.

- Are you doing well at school?
- Mm-hmm.

Hi. Greg Farrell.
This is Molly, here to see her ma.

Hello, Molly. Welcome.

Is she here yet?

Yes, she's waiting inside.

And will there be people
in there watching her?

There's our volunteers in the room,
but Marie will be attending
to Molly's needs.

So she won't be able
to walk out with her?

No, that won't happen.

And she's sober?

- Brenna.
- Greg, the last time she saw her

she went out and got steaming drunk
and ended up in A&E.

We don't allow contact if there's
any sign of alcohol being consumed.

Molly, would you like
to see your mummy?

Play with some toys?

Come on, I'll take you through.

Hi.

How you doing, beautiful?

It's so good to see you.

I missed you.

I missed you, too.

Thank you.

So, was it a lady or a man?

A lady.

And where did you talk to her?

In the classroom but everyone
else had gone out for break.

Did you mind not getting
to have your break?

No, not really.
They gave me biscuits.

When can we go swimming?

Do you want to go swimming?

Why do we not do it any more?

Right, it's your turn.

But do this one
with your eyes closed.

Easy.

So there's good news and bad news.

The CCO report recommends
consistency for Molly

to stay with Greg.

And, er, a shared care arrangement
in respect of Laura.

OK. What's the good news?

It's a recommendation.

Listen, I'm not going to lie
to you, it carries weight,

and if you want to look at this as
the way the wind's blowing

then fine, opt out, save your money,

but if you're asking me
can you still win this case,

then my answer is yes.

And here's why.

You have a problem.

A very significant problem.

How well do you know
your new partner, Mr Farrell?

Why do you ask?

Hiya.

Do you want a coffee?

No, thanks.

What's up?

I've just come from the solicitor's.

And?

She's had the CCO report.

The, er, safeguarding checks
have thrown up an issue.

What issue?

Brenna, why didn't you tell me?

What? What issue, Greg?

Domestic violence.
You against Garry.

Police involved.

I know what you're going to say,
"I was protecting myself."

But they'll twist it round...

.. say you're a violent partner,
make it look like the kids

are in danger and they'll be
better off with Marie.

Greg, that is shit, and you know it.

The court'll know.

He complained about me
to deflect from himself.

Of course I hurt him.

What was the option,
lie there and get kicked?

How did we meet? Me and you?

Mid-fight, me and Garry, and
if you hadn't have come in

I'd have punched and kicked
my way out of there.

What else did they say?

What did they recommend?

Did you send those texts?

From Laura's phone?

What did they recommend?

I need to know.

Yes.

Why?

Isn't it obvious?

I want her out of our lives.

Because...

.. I want you...

.. and she's...

I'm sorry.

Bren...

.. all these things...

.. Garry, texts, the violence,
it's making things hard for me.

.. Garry, texts, the violence,

- The report goes in my favour,
you know, but... - What?

My solicitor asked me a question.
She asked me...

.."How serious is your
new relationship?"

She said, at court...

.. as a single parent,
no other baggage...

.. I'd have
a better chance of success.

And what was your reply?

I told her, "I love my kids more
than anything in the whole world."

So you want me to leave, is that it?

You, you want me out of your life?

Brenna...

.. I grew up in a happy home --

safe, protected -- that's all I
wanted for my kids. Same as I had.

I can't lose those girls,
it'll kill me.

Well, I'll be here, Greg, by your
side, through all of this.

But you need to decide.

Marie.

Let me guess, you want the money.

Yeah, I do.

But there's something else
I wanted to ask.

When I go would you
be there for me?

Please leave your message
after the tone.

Brenna, I'm sorry. Come home.

I need you here.

You put the smile back on my face.

Thanks for coming.

Well, I'm your mum, aren't I?

I did leave my children.

I didn't put them first.

I was selfish
and I massively regret that.

But, at that time, I felt trapped.

I couldn't cope.
I-I felt like I couldn't breathe.

And I had to get away.

I wasn't available for them.

So I thought it was better
for them not to see me that way.

I'd had post-natal depression
a few years before.

I felt worthless,
I felt... irrelevant.

But since then,
I've been able to get help.

I've attended counselling,
I've found fulfilling work,

and I've more recently been
seeing my daughters

and rebuilding the... the strong
bond that we always had.

I'm fully committed
to being their mother again.

And, just for clarity,
when you say you felt trapped,

like you couldn't breathe,
what do you mean by those phrases?

The marriage I was in.

My husband's attitude towards me...

.. his controlling nature...

.. his old-fashioned views of...

.. what a wife should be.

I love my children, but...

.. I had other ambitions,
I had other things I wanted to do.

I felt trapped into being
the... the maid and the cook

and the person that does
everything for everyone,

with no-one asking me
what my needs were.

- Are you in a new relationship
at the moment? - No.

- But your husband is
in a new relationship? - Yes.

Do you know his partner,
Brenna Doyle?

I know she's brought
a lot of trouble into the home.

A lot of trouble for my kids.

I want to protect them from that.

I want to get them
under my wing again.

I would like to believe the maternal
protector image you've painted

for the court, Mrs Farrell,

but as recently as March this year,
you were admitted to hospital

after being run over by a car
whilst inebriated.

Isn't that correct, Mrs Farrell?

Yes. In fact, you had drunk

so much you had to undergo a stomach
pump procedure, isn't that correct?

Yes.

And you'd experienced that before,
hadn't you, Mrs Farrell?

Yes, a while ago.

On that occasion, you'd mixed
alcohol and pills, hadn't you?

- Yes. - You'd tried
to take your own life.

And this is when your daughter,
Molly, was under a year old.

She was, in fact, under your care
at the time, in the house, asleep.

The day you fell in front of the car
was the same day that you

appeared, without warning,
at Mr Farrell's house, wasn't it?

When you arrived at the house,
Mrs Farrell,

had you consumed drugs and alcohol?

- Marijuana. - Marijuana?!

So under the influence of drugs,
you turned up, unannounced.

You upset Molly, then you fled
to the pub, drank to oblivion

and fell in front
of a fast-moving vehicle.

Protector?

It was Mother's Day.

I was upset. It was a one-off.

Did you use an internet app that
evening for a date, Mrs Farrell?

Yes.

And the man that you met
that evening, for the date,

did you have sex with him,
Mrs Farrell?

Objection. This line of questioning
is not relevant.

Sustained, unless you're going
somewhere in terms of the children.

You said a while ago that
your leaving was for your children.

But isn't it the truth, Mrs Farrell,
that you left for yourself?

You left so that you could have
a second youth, drinking,

smoking drugs, having sex
with men as and where you choose?

No, you... you... you weren't up here.

You don't understand the chaos
of my mind at that point.

- I was having a breakdown.
- Mrs Farrell, it's hardly a defence

that you were having a breakdown.

No! He trapped me!

I didn't want a third child.

And he trapped me with his lies.

Liam was 11, Laura was eight.

Our baby days were behind us.

And I told him
that I didn't want any more.

And he agreed.

And he said he would have
a vasectomy.

So he went and he had it,
and he came back and he pretended it

was the most painful thing
that he'd ever been through.

He lied.

And when we started having sex
again, um...

.. we didn't use anything.

Why would we? So what happened?

Molly happened.

It's not that I don't love her,
I...

I love her now, but then it
felt like the end of my world.

Another 15 years
of being that person.

- Oh, a mother? - No! His slave!

Tied to the house,
the woman at home!

He didn't care what I wanted!

All he wanted was
a version of his mother!

I tried to tell him so many times

how unhappy I was,
and he didn't care.

When he finally realised
I was serious...

.. he trapped me with his lies.

Were you faithful
during your marriage, Mrs Farrell?

- Mostly. - Mostly?

Well, surely faithful implies
fidelity,

and that's something you
can't claim, is it?

Is this relevant?

Please answer the question,
Mrs Farrell.

Yes, I was faithful in my marriage.

You're a liar.

What do you want me to say?

Tell the truth.

How's that going to help?

I thought that's what
this was about.

Your truth, his truth,

and letting them decide
what's best for the kids.

I thought that was
the point of this circus.

Tell Greg about Laura.

Are you out of your mind?

No, my mind is clear.

Sitting in there, listening to you.

You're a liar.

And before you get anywhere near
those kids again,

you need to do the right thing.

You won't? Fine, I will.

- No! Mum... For God's sake...
- You had your chance.

Listen, will you just go home
and let me...?

I'm telling him!

What's going on?

- I need to see Greg. - No.

I need to see him.

There's something
I need to tell him.

Marie wants a word with Greg.

Regarding?

It's personal.

Fine.

You tell him, you tell me.

Concerns our daughter.

- Right, OK. - She stays.

Please?

Yeah, OK.

- I did have an affair. - I know.

You know?

What do you mean,
"concerns our daughter"?

It's about Laura.

It's...

Sh...

Sh-she's mine.

I'm so sorry.

Fuck off!

I'm sorry I didn't tell you.

Fuck you!

Greg...

Adjourn.

I need to adjourn.

- Hi, Daddy. - Hey, sweetheart.

- Can I show you something? - Yeah.

What Time Is It, Mr Wolf?

That was your favourite.

Used to creep up behind me,
slowly, slowly,

and I'd jump out,
chase you up the garden.

You'd die giggling.

That was when you broke your arm
on holiday.

Half the night in A&E.

It was Liam's fault. Idiot.

First day of school.

You were so scared,
pretending not to be.

Then you came home full of it.
Couldn't wait to go back.

Why are you showing me these?

I look at you
and all I feel is love.

Fierce love.

The little girl I loved
from that moment...

.. and will always, always love.

I love you too, Daddy.

For 15 years,
you've lied to your husband.

For 15 years,

you've allowed him to think
that the child was his.

The ramifications of
that lie are massive, aren't they?

And how will the other children
react?

Molly, a child who already
has emotional difficulties

from her mother walking out.

Och, it really is a mess.

And it was your deceit that caused
this mess, wasn't it, Mrs Farrell?

I fell in love.

Love? You had an affair.

And after that affair burned itself
out, you had a child,

and Mr Farrell has been
a loving father to that child.

Why?

Because he is her father,

her protector.

And will you not admit,
hand on heart,

that it is in her best interests
for that to continue?

Mr Farrell,

look, no-one in this court's
going to suggest it was easy

having to look after three children
without your wife, but...

.. you formed a new relationship
very quickly, didn't you?

Within weeks of meeting
your current partner,

you'd moved her into the family home
with her ten-year-old son, Davey.

That's correct.

But you didn't undertake
any welfare checks

on the people you welcomed
into your home, did you?

And how did that work out,
Mr Farrell? What happened to Laura?

- You know what happened.
- Yeah, she was attacked.

A 14-year-old girl
was ferociously attacked

by Ms Doyle's ex-partner who
you had brought to your own door.

Isn't it the case, Mr Farrell,

that as long as you have this woman
living in your home,

your home is not a safe place to be?
He could return?

No, cos if he came back,
he'd be arrested.

Brenna's a good woman.

She's caring, she's funny.

She's been brilliant with my kids.

She's made every effort with
my children and they all love her.

I'm afraid that just isn't true,
Mr Farrell, because your eldest

child, Liam, has moved out
of the family home, into rented

accommodation, explicitly because of
your relationship with Brenna Doyle.

And your daughter was
the victim of a malicious

attempt by Ms Doyle to poison
my client against her daughter

by sending foul-mouthed
text messages.

"Fuck you", "I hate you."

It's unpleasant to hear out loud,
isn't it?

You were aware of your girlfriend's
actions, weren't you, Mr Farrell?

No. And I've told her I disapprove.
It was an error of judgment.

Let's be honest. It was a deceitful,
manipulative form of control.

- Something not unknown to yourself.
- Objection, Your Honours.

- .. Inappropriate accusation.
- Stop with your line of questioning.

I'll stop.

But if you had allowed Marie
more freedom,

or the help she craved, perhaps
she wouldn't be forced to walk

out on her children,
walk out to save herself.

She wasn't a slave.

We made a choice to have children,
together.

I went out to work,
earned the money.

Marie looked after the children.
But choices have to be made.

All families make 'em.
You pick roles.

Why didn't you go through
with the vasectomy, Mr Farrell?

I wanted to keep my family together.

I was thinking of my other children.

Marie's very volatile,
emotional, hormonal.

I thought having another child would
calm her down, bond us together.

You made a judgment
on something of that magnitude.

You tricked her into having another
child, didn't you, Mr Farrell?

She loves Molly.

She was a good mother,
wasn't she, Mr Farrell?

- For all those years she was a good
mother to your children. - I...

I had some concerns about her.

I-I was sometimes scared for her,
that she'd hurt herself.

She did her best.

The reason she walked out wasn't
because she didn't want

her children.
The reason she walked out was

because she wanted to be
a better person.

Free from the chains of a marriage
where she wasn't appreciated,

where you made the decisions.

She looked at her life through
the haze of depression

and knew action had to be taken.

She endured the shame and the
judgment of the mother who leaves,

an act fathers do so regularly
it has become the norm, but she

endured the looks and the comments
of other people, and has emerged the

other side a more resilient person,
ready to embrace motherhood again.

Her calm home is in stark contrast
to the violent

and controlling home
that you offer those children.

- Isn't that the truth of this case,
Mr Farrell? - No.

It's not.

You seeing me differently?

- He's twisting everything.
I sound like a tyrant. - Yeah.

I told you, I'm by your side.

- How long does it usually take?
- Not long.

They pretend to be weighing
the issues,

but they're really having a brew
and a Kit Kat.

- OK. - They're ready for us.

Here we go.

All rise.

I am concerned with an application
with regard to two children,

namely Laura and Molly Farrell.

It is our decision that the children
reside with their mother, Marie.

And that weekend contact be granted
to their father, Greg.

That's ridiculous!

If you yell out again,
you will be asked to leave.

This is our judgment.

Please absorb it
and our reasoning will follow.

- Thank you so much. - (You're welcome.)

(You've earned it.)

I wonder, um...

Would it be possible for me
to speak to Greg alone?

Yeah, of course.

You happy now?

I'm sorry about Laura.

- I didn't want it to come out
like that. - I want to tell her. Me.

I want to tell her
I'll always be her daddy.

Cos I've been there, loved her,
protected her. And he...

Greg, Greg...

I never knew how much you hated me.

Did you ever love me?

Yes.

Yes, I did. I loved you.

Greg...

We don't have to do what they say.

They're our children.

You're their daddy.

We can share them.

We can take them half the time each,

and take all the hate out of it.

But you won.

We both lost.

How did we get here?

I don't know.

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