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Ms. Duval, everyone's ready for you now.

- Good luck, Carla. - Hi.

Good evening, good evening.

And welcome.

We have a very special show for you tonight.

The cast of the new hit thriller show, Endgame,

are in the building, ladies and gentlemen...

- Thirty seconds, Carla, thank you. - Okay.

- Hey. - Hi.

I've made it very clear. Just about work.

No mention of the D-word,

not before the joint announcement.

- Okay? - Okay.

And if you like your Formula One,

we have Swedish superstar, Magnus Lindholm, on the sofa.

But my first guest is no stranger to the show.

She's an actress, producer, presenter, a model,

and a role model.

Someone I consider a personal friend.

Please, give it up, ladies and gentlemen,

for the beautiful, the inimitable,

the sublime, Miss Carla Duval!

- Gorgeous! - Thank you.

Thank you so much.

Miss Carla Duval, ladies and gentlemen. Oh my God.

Nobody should arrive looking this fabulous.

Thank you very much.

So, just back from war?

Not the real war. No.

No. Not an actual war.

- No. - Otherwise...

Otherwise, I would have to have serious words with my agent.

This is The Milliner.

Exactly.

Still going strong, still in cinemas.

And I have to say, the standout performance

- of your career, in my opinion. - Oh, Jack.

- Thanks. - You know...

No, I know... I know all his secrets, so he has to say that.

- Don't believe a word of it. - It's true.

- So, this is the premiere. - Yeah.

- Co-star Jeremy Sampson. - Good old Jeremy.

- There he is. - Good old Jeremy.

And this... This I love.

Morgan.

Morgan.

Given the...

incredible things that this man is doing

in life.

Changing the conversation that the world is having with itself,

he still finds time to make sure he's there for you.

The woman he loves.

Am I right?

It was a fun night. It was a fun night. Yeah.

Date night on the red carpet with hubby Henderson.

Something like that.

I mean, I don't know how you two juggle it,

how you manage your careers

and... and... and still have moments like this.

It truly warms my heart.

This is a power couple that we're seeing, ladies and gentlemen, right here.

A power couple in action.

You are a very lucky lady, Carla Duval.

Sorry...

It's okay. Carla, are you all right?

Sorry, Jack, but you say this is the performance of my career.

He's the one who's acting.

Morgan? Acting?

He's lying.

I'm thinking this is going to go south,

so let me know if you want to go to a break.

You mean, he didn't like the film?

He's a bullshitter, Jack.

You have no idea just how much of a bullshitter he is.

Okay, Carla, should we take a little pause...

Because what Morgan wants is a fucking divorce.

Okay.

Okay, maybe we should take a pause...

No, Jack, this is a talk show, so let me bloody talk.

Can you take that photo down?

Don't laugh.

- Okay, Carla, I just... - No.

I'm not going to sit here and just switch on a smile.

I'm always having to just switch on a smile.

And you lot, you have no idea what you're talking about,

- so why don't you shut the fuck up? - Okay. Okay.

This is the best acting I've seen you do.

- Please. - You lot, just shut the fuck up.

You have no idea what you're fucking talking about.

Let's go to a break. Thank you.

Please, ladies and gentlemen, have a little bit of heart.

Come on.

I'm not gonna sit here and just switch on a smile.

I'm always having to just switch on a smile.

And you lot, you have no idea what you're talking about,

- so why don't you shut the fuck up? - Okay.

- Oh, God. - This is the best acting I've seen you do.

- Please. - You lot, just shut the fuck up.

- Serena's here, quick. - You have no idea

what you're fucking talking...

There's a delivery waiting

- at reception, Antonia. - I'm sorry.

No, it shouldn't hurt us too much,

- not in legal terms. - I mean...

No, I... For Cathcarts, it's Christmas come early. I agree.

But it's...

We can't have this throw us off.

It's a bit late for that.

No, what I mean is, given the situation with the money,

the fact we're going to litigation,

we need to keep working, keep prepping for Budgie.

Interrogate Zephyr, confirm the assets list.

All as if...

as if the car crash never happened.

I should call Grace. PR.

I mean, I struggle with her personally,

- but needs must. - Yep.

This came for you.

Doesn't say who it's from.

Oh, God.

It has no bearing, legally, they know that.

But they'll also know it's a colossal own goal.

The prevailing thought for everyone who saw that interview, judge included,

is that Carla has gone round the bend.

Who can blame poor Morgan for wanting to escape?

- Poor guy's been trapped. - I've always thought so.

There are lots more, but these are the national newspapers

and the main websites you wanted.

Oh, and, there's a phone-in on LBC.

Even Morgan couldn't have bought this level of negative PR.

"It's a talk show. Let me bloody talk."

That's a personal fave.

And they're struggling for money.

We've even caught sight of their P and I.

So if you're Nick and Serena, you'd be wanting what?

To get all their documents,

disclosures from us as quickly as you could,

get to court as fast as possible.

You're thinking of the energy company case.

Kloro Energy, court case on the horizon.

One side's firm struggling for funds,

needed everything sent over as quickly as possible.

- What they got... - What they got

was the "March of the Snails."

They say they understand you don't wanna leave the house,

or see anybody, or talk on the phone,

but they really need you in rehearsals.

It's not that I don't want to leave the house, I physically can't.

Do you want me to suggest a Zoom?

That way you can turn off your video and your audio.

How many are there?

About ten more than last time I counted.

Serena's calling.

Hi.

Don't look at the papers.

It's total twisted bullshit.

I haven't seen a thing.

Is that true?

Of course not.

Look, I know it's not what you want,

but I need you to keep moving.

Fighting.

Otherwise, everything you've wanted out of this,

it all comes crashing down.

And what did you think of her performance

on The Jack Jeffreys Show? Did she cross the line?

I don't know who she thinks she is, talking to the public like that.

She's biting the hand that feeds her.

It's not like she's Meryl Streep or someone who can actually act.

No wonder he wants rid of her.

She's a crazy attention seeker. She'll be loving all this.

Sorry, I'll turn that off.

- No, leave it on. - Lots more on what the tabloids

are terming "Car Crash Duval" after this.

Did you see The Jack Jeffreys Show?

When was the last time you saw your wife?

Morgan!

Morgan!

Eric's going to recap

and we can discuss what this means for us all.

Item One. This came late Thursday.

Zephyr is now the subject of a freezing order.

That's a result of Morgan's personal situation.

There will be no expansion in Asia,

no movement of any equity, no bonuses, nothing,

until the divorce is resolved.

Which leads us to Item Two.

We, ourselves, are to be fought over, are we not?

This company. In court.

Yeah, Carla is claiming a certain degree of ownership over Zephyr.

We're being held hostage to his personal life.

Who's this person again?

- Gee. - Guy.

- "Gee"? - Ouais.

Isn't that some kind of butter?

It's like "Guy,"

the way the French pronounce it.

You hired him as Creative Director of the EMEA.

The people around this table, Morgan.

This is the point.

Our contributions, our prospects,

these are all tied to the outcome of your divorce with Carla,

which is now being played out in public.

Yes, all right.

We were supposed to make a joint statement,

- and unfortunately, she jumped the gun. - We noticed.

In a way that you might all think I enjoyed,

seeing all the shit she's slung at me recently,

but in fact, it hurt me.

I don't enjoy seeing someone I love in that state

being on the receiving end of all this abuse.

Even if it does benefit me, or my lawyers, or all of you.

But it doesn't benefit us.

It damages us.

The reputation of the company.

And that would be Item Three.

The publicity surrounding Carla

- has an effect on the business. - Has or might?

- Will. - Will or might?

Will. I'm sorry.

And we do not want to get dragged into your shit storm.

Well, I'm really sorry, Gillian, if my life is inconveniencing you.

But I feel compelled to remind you the only reason you're able to sit there

- and make that point... - Oh, come on.

Instead of sitting in a traffic jam in Swindon on your way

- to some middle management job... - Nothing wrong with that, by the way.

Is because of me, because of what I started.

So, I will decide how this goes.

Okay.

Jesus.

Hey, apparently there's paps downstairs.

Did you see 'em?

I was thinking I might go and eat my lunch down there, you know?

Raise my profile a little bit.

Be, like, the "People's Solicitor."

I feel like that's relatable. Catchy.

Hey, Johnny.

Do you want to stop weirding out on the clients?

- I was saying, there's paps downstairs. - There's paps downstairs.

Yeah.

Shit. Look at this.

Someone's come up with "Cruella Duval."

Susie, what's taking so long?

No, no, no, no, no. These are basic fucking disclosures.

On top of all that,

you have the apartment on the Upper East Side.

- We're having that revalued. - Yeah.

The house in Sussex,

commercial properties in Hammersmith, Wandsworth, Parsons Green.

So, those were part of Morgan's existing portfolio.

What might have been once, that's now a shared portfolio,

which is why... Saeed! Which is why Saeed

- is writing all this down. - Yeah.

But it's the personal assets that I really want us to catch.

Anything we haven't already discussed.

Anything over ten grand.

- He's bought a lot of art. - Yes.

So, there's now the small canvas by Georges Braque.

You think that's in New York?

And also two works by Franz Kline.

Are they worth more than 10,000 pounds?

Yeah. Well, they look like they could have been drawn by a child,

so presumably.

We're nearly done.

You also have the cottage in Normandy.

He's not having that.

Nobody's suggesting he should.

We just need to disclose it.

Are we missing anything else? Cottage in Normandy.

Two horses.

Time to come clean about the helicopter and the Fabergé egg?

And the Ferrari Testarossa.

It's stupid people saying stupid things. Ignore.

- Thanks. See you soon. - Thanks.

Car's outside. Lucy's downstairs.

Molly, I need you to type all these up, then give them all to Serena, okay?

Sorry, this is... this is my "no fucking way" face, Saeed.

You have to, okay?

I need to go through their investment disclosures.

They haven't arrived yet and they're insisting

- on sending hard copies. - Hard copies? Why?

See you soon.

Sorry, I just wanted... wanted to say that...

if you need anything...

some time out or a drink,

then you can just give me a call, okay?

And we can, what?

Go for a stroll through the park?

Six.

No problem.

This is perfect for me.

It doesn't feel very perfect.

Serena, I'm Crisis PR.

It's a David versus Goliath industry.

I need something to fight against, otherwise what am I?

Just a topless boy holding a handful of pebbles.

Is that all he was wearing?

And would we call it an "industry"?

Come on.

Look, she's drowning, poor thing.

On X, Instagram, Zephyr, you name it,

it's growing by the hour. It's vile and it's vicious,

but much as it renders your whole case as almost unwinnable,

it's actually not the very worst situation to be in.

What would be worse than this?

If the abuse had stopped,

that's what you want to avoid.

When the hating ends,

it's because the world has made up its mind.

- So, she's still alive? - Oh, yeah.

There's a pulse.

But only just.

Oh, God.

- Are these full? - Yeah.

What the hell did you ask them for?

Statements of interest for the past six months.

And they sent all this?

Well, they're saying they're in here, but in the interest of time,

they suggest we find them ourselves.

There's even more downstairs.

Fuck.

The dark arts of pagination.

What does that mean?

The opposition are ahead.

And they have deeper pockets than we do,

so they are deliberately slowing things down.

That's what it means.

Serena, Saeed asked me to type these up for you.

Okay, thanks.

Well, they know what you're doing, but it's definitely working.

The crate they actually want is the one crate we forgot to send.

I'll send that tomorrow using London's slowest courier firm.

I like it, the attention to detail.

"The simple act of paying attention can take you a long way."

- Know who said that? - No, go on.

Keanu Reeves.

We are winning, Johnny.

Neither side can be in any doubt about that.

But what we do now is extend our lead.

I slow things down at my end,

you expedite at yours.

Send everything you have as soon as you can.

So we make the most of this chaos.

Paintings by Kline and Braque. Spelt wrong.

Commercial properties in Hammersmith, Parsons Green.

Good.

Good.

Normandy cottage.

Two horses.

Ferrari Testarossa?

Carla doesn't own a Ferrari Testarossa.

- I wasn't in the meeting. - Morgan doesn't even drive.

They're Saeed's notes, though.

Well, then you check with Saeed.

You don't just type this up blindly.

Check with him first, yeah?

- Sorry. - No, there's no need for sorry.

Just do it again. Quickly.

- Yeah. - Yeah.

Carla!

When was the last time you saw your son, Carla?

Not my son.

- Not my fucking... - No, no, no! Carla! No! No! No!

Stop! Stop!

Oh, it's all so fake.

I'm not going to sit here and just switch on a smile.

I'm always having to just switch on a smile.

I mean, she's meant to be this amazing actress,

and she clearly wants to own the narrative,

but it... it just looks like total bad acting.

I don't think she was acting.

Johnny, I know bad PR when I see it.

I think she was just being honest.

Honest?

He says that, "This is the performance of her career," in his opinion.

Massive question marks over Jack Jeffreys' opinion

on anything else ever again, by the way.

Well, have you seen it?

What?

The Milliner.

I don't need to see that film to know that it is extremely bad.

And the irony is he's about to see her worst performance ever.

Why are you sticking up for her anyway?

I'm not saying you're bad lawyers for defending her.

Do you mean "representing" her?

I'm just sorry you have to dig her out of all this shit.

Do you know something, Bella?

I know this is fun to talk about, or whatever,

but she's actually just a normal person.

Wait, are you fucking serious?

This... this is bad acting now.

Johnny, like...

Do you know what? You lot can shut the fuck up

because you don't have any idea what you're fucking talking about, all right?

Let's go to a break...

Did you hear it?

Every Little Thing She Does?

You know it?

Well, it's enormous. And last night,

they dropped an interview with Tamara Chong.

Singer-songwriter.

No?

Well, she's my client, and she's the biggest guest

they've ever had on.

Watch this.

I just think what's happening is insane.

Carla Duval is clearly in fucking pain.

- Sorry to swear. - Oh, no, no.

You need to. It's important.

Clearly in fucking pain.

Upset because something's wrong with some guy.

And I don't care how much money he's got,

or how great people who don't actually know him think he is.

She lives with him.

And she's telling us that he's the problem.

And rather than listen, we pile in.

Women included.

- Women included. - Yeah.

I mean, what's actually going on?

And can we all just stop hating on Carla for one second

and find out, please?

You think it'll make a difference?

- Could. - It already has.

There's all this traffic on his platform...

and it's turning her way.

Magazines, Instagram posts.

It's an oil tanker, but it is starting to turn.

We've got you on the same podcast.

When?

Later today. Our PR woman, Grace,

says you need to dress carefully.

Look strong, you mean?

Strong, but a bit tired around the edges.

Sunglasses, big coat to shield you from a world

that's been so cruel, hair that looks messy,

but in a way that, you know...

- Looks amazing. - Yeah.

And we can record it in the office. They've agreed to that.

It means we can control everything.

I'm not sure.

Carla, you're the only one who can change all this.

This is it now. Tell them your side.

Can I just say, thank you for your honesty?

I just think, all of us, from when we're tiny,

are told just to get on with things.

Don't make a fuss, tolerate any behavior...

You're talking about Morgan.

Well, just all of us, generally.

But I mean, yes, in my case, with a man.

Very successful man.

But none of that success,

and... and he's talented too and can be funny and kind,

should mean that we excuse bad behavior.

I'm not doing my job if I don't ask you what that behavior is.

I mean, you can say as much or as little as you like.

It's about respect for me.

I had this terrible experience on the talk show.

They were showing this photo of Morgan and me smiling together.

They wouldn't stop showing it.

And the next day, after it had all gone horribly wrong,

I... I realized that I hadn't...

I hadn't told anyone what had made me so angry.

I hadn't...

I hadn't told the audience what I was thinking...

which was that...

60 seconds before that photo was taken,

he had served me divorce papers.

At my premiere.

He'd had one of his lawyers in the crowd posing

as someone who wanted a selfie and he'd had her...

serve me divorce papers.

At your premiere?

For the listener, Carla is nodding.

"Carla is nodding."

After everything that we had together,

and it's... it's not all "him-bad, me-good," I just...

We just all need that respect.

Don't smile too much, darling.

- All right? - Yeah.

One last question before we wrap up.

Carla Duval, your marriage is over.

I know that's hard,

but does that mean the love stops?

Hand on heart, I didn't stop loving Morgan...

till he stopped loving me.

It's the most listened-to podcast in the country.

And this is already its most listened-to episode.

Beatrice thought it best I give you all your medicine in one go.

She makes it sound like I'm the villain.

When you were the ones that served her and she honey-trapped me.

Explains all the vicious messages from Gabe.

You can't blame him, I'd hate me too, after that.

My advice? Don't rise to it.

Not good enough. You fight back.

- With what? - With Flora, for a start.

I'd like to see that get out. See how much fucking sympathy

the Queen of Hearts gets then.

We won't be doing that.

Well, do bloody something.

Call Gabriel. Take him for some supper.

Mend with the boy.

- There you are, sir. - Thanks.

Hi.

Sick look, bro.

Where's your skateboard?

My dad got me drunk for the first time in a pub near here.

He did it so he could, look after me when I threw up,

and also so he'd have an excuse to get pissed himself, I think.

Menu?

Thanks.

There you go.

So, you served her at her premiere?

They told me it was necessary.

They said that's how it had to be done.

Right.

Listen, Gabe.

Your mother and I had

something wonderful.

She saved me,

both of you did, in ways that you'll never even know.

And just because she and I have...

have reached the end of something...

you will always be the best thing that ever happened to me.

And to have seen you grow into this exceptional young man,

it's the truest pride I've ever known.

And I'll always be there for you.

In that way, nothing changes. Nothing.

And I regret giving her those papers in that way.

I really wish it hadn't happened.

Well, she's trending number one on your platform.

So, I guess you're even.

Is she?

Hello.

Thanks for the text.

Glad to see things are starting to go your way.

You said to call if there's anything I need.

Tell me.

There's a gate behind the houses to the communal gardens.

I want to apologize for how I spoke to you in the lift,

but I feel like I should do that in person.

Are you sure?

- Definitely. - Okay.

- This was really nice. - Yeah.

Morgan, Morgan, over here. This way, mate.

- Quick, here, Gabe. - Morgan, quick one!

- Gabriel, come on. Give us a shot. - Leave us alone.

Come on.

Sorry. They're fucking everywhere.

You got what you needed.

What?

Gabe, that's... that's not what that was.

Yeah, sure. He was just walking by.

- I swear. - Yeah, sure.

And you just forgot to put your stupid fucking cap back on.

- Gabe, listen... - Well, you take this car

and I'll get a tube or...

No, no, no. It's all right. Shut the door. Shut the door.

You take the car.

Well, come on, you scumbag!

You want a photo? Come and bloody get one!

Just in case anyone asks.

Just a couple more signatures?

- Yeah. That's all it is. - Yeah.

Good idea.

Bad idea.

Terrible.

Carla, I'll have Grace call the journalist

and explain just what Gabe means to you, okay?

We can still turn this arou...

"Gabriel Duval sweetly reaffirms unbreakable bond with adoptive father

amid bohemian actress mother's frequent absence..."

Thank you. I can read.

"Too busy doing photo shoots to bother with her boy."

Was that the comments or the article itself?

Does it matter?

You were right.

This was a bad idea.

Mr. Smallwood is going to be delighted you've decided to drop in, Mr. Henderson.

The fuck is he?

I'm just not sure he was expecting you to arrive

with such... enthusiasm.

Did I tell you to use my son as a fucking prop?

- "Not good enough." - What?

- "Fight back." - No, no, no, no.

- "Do bloody something." - Yes, but not like fucking that.

You mustn't feel pressured into leaving the door open, Nicky.

Morgan, this is a PR war,

and she was winning, outperforming you.

I'm afraid that's not a smart enough response.

Morgan, we heard you were in.

I expect better for my money.

You've been playing chicken with them all this time,

and you thought they'd run.

You thought they'd cave, but they haven't.

They've called your bluff,

and now you're going to have to fight them in the open in court,

and you are nervous.

- Morgan, we are relishing court. - Well, then get on with it.

And get a decent barrister.

I'm about to walk into a board meeting now full of people wondering why their boss

is being paraded around in public, like he's something off reality TV.

So, you'd rather not have taken back the advantage?

Final warning.

Well, go on.

The asset schedule. Lock it, print it, send it.

Tell them we see this as a fait accompli.

Okay. Got it.

I've spent my whole career,

my whole adult life in the public eye.

Facing comment and judgment and scrutiny.

You know something?

I can't do it anymore.

I can't. I'm sorry.

Carla, that all makes total sense.

I think Nick should be here to hear me say this too.

Where is everyone?

What about the board meeting?

Morgan, there's somebody we'd like you to meet.

He flew in last night.

It's not Michael Ancker, is it?

Is he here?

Just listen to what he has to say.

Morgan, good to see you.

As I understand it, Gillian and Eric are going to leave us to it.

I'm a huge fan.

Wish I could say the same.

I don't know how it's reached this point.

I mean, I know what's happened, how one thing has led to another,

but I don't understand how you can start so in love,

and end up so stuck, so humiliated,

so determined to ruin each other.

And that's why I... I can't do it.

I can't go to court. I'm sorry.

I can't do it to Gabe.

When a company like yours stops growing, Morgan,

that's a major problem.

When the truth about its CEO

- starts being played out in public... - The truth?

My friend, that's a crisis.

Morgan.

Either your ex comes after your business, or I do.

And I can do it in a way that keeps you rich.

You've been misled.

I can't sell to anyone.

There's an injunction.

Doesn't stop you agreeing a price.

Money never used to matter.

It was so easy at the beginning.

I mean, I was exhausted, he was a mess, but we found each other.

We spent a month in my cottage.

We were so happy. We ate great food.

We read poetry.

What was it?

To hail soft Zephyr, as she goes.

To fan the dew-drop from the rose.

That's where I got the name.

When I read him that poem, he didn't even know what a zephyr was.

Sorry, I just want to make sure of something.

The name, Zephyr.

You came up with it?

Yes.

Oh, Carla.

It's your company.

Don't let her take it away.

Let's you and I agree on a price right now.

The market says Zephyr is worth one billion.

My offer is two billion.

Sterling.

I have that money in a safe place

that Carla's lawyers cannot access.

Two billion, Morgan.

Guaranteed.

You're back in the game.

If you created Zephyr together,

then that's... It's the fruit of the marriage.

- Yeah, yeah. - We take that one fact to court, Carla,

and we can get you half. Half of everything he gets.

Do that now, and it's gone.

Money's in a place she can't get it.

Locked away. Guaranteed.

Look, I know you want to protect yourself and your child from scrutiny.

- We absolutely understand that. - Yeah.

But if you can just find the resolve to keep fighting,

then you can protect his future.

- Gabe's future. - And your own.

What do you say?

I say yes.

I say...

no.

I say, let's do this.

I say, get the fuck out of my office.

- "Carla is nodding." - "Carla is nodding."

Everybody's nodding.

Hey, Johnny. What do we say about you and the client?

Never gonna happen.

Wait, I thought we took that out.

Molly, this is the, asset list from Cathcarts.

It's got Ferrari Testarossa. Didn't you...

I took that off.

Serena gave me a bollocking, so I took it off.

I did.

I know. So then how the fuck did Cathcarts get that word?