All language subtitles for Roadkill (2020) 1x02 - Episode 2 (English)

A daughter that I don't
know about? Where is she?

Not ready to meet you yet.

A newspaper accused you of profiting
from your time in government.

Is there anything else?

Peter Laurence was in Washington
at a dirty think tank

called British American,
selling off the NHS.

I'd like you to take over
at the Ministry of Justice.

Justice?

Unless, of course,
there's a reason why you shouldn't.

No reason.

I'm back on.
I'm going to Washington.

I'm going to get the bastard.

The Minister is
ready to say a few words.

Good morning.

Most are of you will know
that I've only just been made

Minister of Justice, but I wanted
to come down to Shephill

as soon as possible because
I know how important this is.

First, I want, unequivocally,
to thank the emergency services

for their brilliant handling
of the situation.

Things were bad, but they might
have been a great deal worse.

I mean no disrespect
to any of my predecessors,

but the time has come
for a totally new approach.

We are the European champions
at locking people up.

We look up more than anyone else.

Don't you believe in
locking people up?

Someone should be asking
the question, why are we wasting

so much public money
on a policy that's not working?

Of putting so many people in prison,

in particular,
so many women in prison.

It looks like you're saying this
violence is going to be rewarded?

No, I'm saying that
I'm a new minister, and I will be

looking at all the department's
policies with an objective eye.

I've come to Justice.

Let there be no mistake.

I am going to shake things up.

Justice deserves that.

All right. Thank you, everybody.

Thank you so much. Thank you.

Dietl.

Well?

Are you going to tell us
how this happened?

Who planned it? Nobody planned it.

That isn't true.

You talk to Andrea every day.
I talk to a lot of women.

There's strength in solidarity.

Solidarity? Wake up, Rose.

You're not in a trade union here.

It's not a protest movement,
it's a prison.

But we still enjoy
basic human rights.

You're the smartest prisoner
in Shephill. I refuse to believe

anything significant happens here
without your participation.

Well, it doesn't matter
what you believe.

It matters what you can prove.
We've been through the video.

Then you know
I didn't take any part.

You threw a sweatshirt
over a camera.

We've got a screen grab.

I find it hard to believe
that you would've done that

if you weren't a ringleader.
I wasn't a ringleader.

The final bill for the damage could
be hundreds of thousands of pounds.

I'm sure Parallax can take it.

Did you see the dividend
they just paid shareholders?

It was in the Financial Times.

It was on Tuesday, I think.

You've made the point -
you're clever.

Yeah, I'm a good deal cleverer
than Parallax.

They just told the government
they could run their prisons

at half price.
This prison is run efficiently.

You must be worried
about your own job.

Do you have anything else
to fall back on?

Anything else in the skill set?

The director wants you to confirm
who was behind the riot.

I'll only testify
to a public inquiry. Judge-led.

That isn't going to happen.

That's not
what the Justice Minister said.

An internal inquiry, that's it.

Inquiring into your own failings?

Nah, you won't get away with that.

You are smart.

And your friend, Steff...

..isn't so smart.

Please sit down.

Steff...

You did violence to a guard who had
to receive hospital treatment.

No, that was just an accident.

She's ready to bring
criminal charges.

That will see you
back in Crown Court.

You could be in this prison
for a very long time.

We want to ask you, Steff.

You had a visitor last week.

I don't want to talk about it.
It's private.

You're looking at an extra 200 days.

You want to help your case,
then you can help us.

What was Peter Laurence
doing at Shephill?

And why was he talking to you?

Morning, Minister.

There's only one word for this -
it's scandalous.

Good morning, Minister.

No, it's not a good morning,
because I've been reading that.

I assume this is the Shephill visit.

Yes, it is, Dame Vanessa.

The Prime Minister's office
has been on.

I'm sure they have.

They saw the interview.

That's the briefing paper.

I'm permanent undersecretary.

If there was an official briefing
paper, I should have seen it.

It's something I ran up.

The Minister wanted
some bullet points.

Do you know how many people
have killed themselves

in British prisons
in the last 20 years?

I don't have that figure to hand.

It's 2,000.
I'd need to see the data.

No, you wouldn't, because I've
just given it to you. It's 2,000.

That's 100 a year.
That's two prisoners per week.

And no-one's doing
a blind thing about it.

Don't you think your first priority,
Minister, is to restore order?

No, I think my first priority
is to restore sense.

Joy, diary.

The Prison Service has
a chief psychiatric officer.

I can give you HIS survey
on self-harm in prisons.

Self-harm?
They're killing themselves!

With respect, Minister,
this isn't an authorised paper.

It came from your... special adviser.

So you're saying
the figure's wrong?

Once you get into the granular
in this area of policy,

things aren't as simple
as they seem.

Dead's pretty simple.

And the annual cost of
keeping an inmate in prison?

The figures are soft.

Yeah, big and soft.
Depending on the category...

All right. It's a 40,000 a year.
For a young offender, 60,000.

May as well send them to Eton.
At first appearance, it might...

And do you know the cost of
maintaining the entire estate,

do you know what that is?

New ministers on arrival at
Justice may be slightly misled.

Prisons are costing us
�4.3 billion a year.

And that is why
we've been trying to bring down

costs through privatisation.
Got nothing against privatisation.

As long as it works. But I do
have a simpler suggestion.

I think I may have heard it before.

Why don't we stop
locking people up?

Well, as you are aware,
that is a political question.

It's not something I can decide.

This ministry is drifting.

It's time to set a new course.

Joy!

The Minister's ready
to look at his diary.

Thank you.

And are you the mysterious Margaret?

Good guess.Hmm.

You going to have a proper drink?

I'm going to have a large vodka,
just so you know.

You don't remember me, do you?

Should I?

You were leaving court
after the Peter Laurence case.

I overheard you talking
to that little boy

who always follows you around.

Luke.

What did I say?

You said you loved getting
the guilty ones off.

No, I didn't say guilty.

I said suspected guilty. Thank you.

You should learn
to keep your voice down.

Whatever that is, I don't want it.

That's your choice.

But hang onto it.
It won't do you any harm.

You going to tell me who you are?

I assume
you're some kind of nutcase,

or maybe someone
who's nursing a grudge?

Neither. What, then?

Someone who cares about the truth.

Unlikely.

If you cared about the truth, you
would have given the papers team

this dossier,
or whatever it is, weeks ago.

It wasn't possible. Why not?

How well did you get
to know Laurence?

Well enough.

How did you find him?
To deal with.

Refreshing.

There's something about
Laurence's recklessness

that adds up to integrity.

He takes up genuine positions.

The papers are going nuts
over his views over prisons,

and he doesn't give a damn.

That's class.

Sounds as if you agree with him.

You asked for my opinion.

Look, I've put the case behind me.

People don't hire me to investigate,
they hire me to win.

And that's what I did.

You're going to take that file home
and throw it aside...

..and then, one night,
you're going to get up

because you can't resist reading it.

And maybe if you're not interested,
the little dude will be.

Thanks for your time.

You all right?

You know someone in there?

Yeah, loosely.

Look, you don't have to tell me
anything if you don't want to.

I don't.

Come on, Steff.

At least talk to me.

Please? I ain't got nothing to say.

They put me in here
cos I'm useless.

Steff... we're going to get out.

We're going to walk out of here
with our heads held high.

I'm not going to let them win.

Rose...

I'm going to get 200 more days.

Come in.

I'm afraid there's a message
from the Prime Minister.

Can you go in straight away?

Why do you say you're afraid?

You know something I don't?

Of course not.

I just meant perhaps you're going
to be late for the Law Society.

Yeah.

Of course that's what you meant.

Minister.

You going to set
all the prisoners free, Peter?

Prime Minister.
Well, I'm glad you have time

in your rich and interesting life
to come and see me.

Rich, but not interesting.

I'm meant to be at the Law Society.
I don't know if you remember

what political party
you belong to, Peter.

Why do you ask that?

Because, sometimes, its founding
principles seem to slip your mind.

As you know, Dawn,
I believe in pushing back

the boundaries of the state.

Oh, is that what you believe?
Yes, I am a libertarian.

I care less about the party
than I do about freedom.

And how do you feel about
the state protecting its citizens

from those who wish to do them harm?

I would never knowingly
put anyone in danger.

But you're going to open all the
prison doors and let everyone out.

That's not what I said,
and you know it's not what I meant.

Don't get smart with me.
I saw you outside Shephill.

And? And you were sent
to Justice after a period

of riotous overexposure. You were
meant to administer that department,

not to overturn it. Well, maybe
you should have checked my views

before you sent me there. I don't
give a fuck about your views!

What do you think this is,
Question Time?

What is it about you, Peter?
A death wish?

Every time
you start becoming acceptable,

you start making trouble again.

Prime Minister, everyone knows
that the prison system

is grossly inefficient.
Let's strike out, for God's sake.

Let's take a risk. Oh, but I thought
you believed that politics was about

identity as well as economics?

I do believe that, yes.

So, let me tell you something
about the British identity.

We lock people up.
We're famous for it.

We do it in the interest
of public safety.

And to punish. Oh, yes.

We LIKE locking people up,
it's in our character.

So if you start bringing
in fancy new policies,

you destroy that essential bond
between our party and our public.

And that is a bond of trust, Peter.

Now, our party owns law and order,

and I am not willing to surrender
that electoral ground to anyone.

I thought we owned efficiency, too?

Identity trumps efficiency.

If you don't know that,
you shouldn't be in politics.

I'm not completely sure what you're
trying to tell me, Prime Minister.

The rules apply to you
as much as to anyone.

You are already beginning to lose
the loyalty of your own office.

Oh.

Who did you have in mind?
Dame Vanessa Pollard.

Page one for government ministers...

..life gets hard
when you lose the staff.

Is this meeting over?

No. I know you, Peter.

You think you're too popular
to be sacked.

But if the moment comes...

..I shall be happy
to prove you wrong.

Now it's over.

Prime Minister.

Peter.

Thank you so much for coming in.

We need to discuss the proposals
for the inquiry

into the violence at Shephill.

Yes.

There is one thing
I should mention before we do.

Please. Perhaps you already know.

The day before the riot,
Peter Laurence visited the prison.

You mean a few days after?

No, I mean the day before.

I didn't know that, no.

He visited someone
he said was his constituent.

Said?

We've identified her as one of
the ringleaders of the disturbances.

I thought I should mention it before
you plump for a formal inquiry.

Yes.

Tell me more.

Yeah? Bad news.

You need to look at your phone.

You are not going to like it.
Take a look.

Jesus Christ...

Did you know about this?

No.

Well, we thought it was a battle,
and now it's a war.

Do you want to call Lily?

We should warn her.

No, I'll speak to her later.

How could she have been so stupid?

All right.

Oh, my God.

They're Hydra-headed, aren't they?

Who? The press.

Cut the head off one day,
and they come right back the next.

I drove a stake
right through their heart.

And because they can't get me,
they come after Lily.

What will you do?

I'm going to fight.

I'm going to say this is a sign
that we need to be

re-examining the drug laws.

I'd rather be a villain
than a hypocrite.

You're already saying
you want to overturn prison policy.

Now you want to take
on drug law, as well?

And all because
your own daughter likes a toot?

You won't come well out of that.

All right. "It's a private matter.

"My family's out of bounds.

"I brought them up
to be independent.

"I don't interfere.
They make their own decisions."

How does that sound?

You going to call her?

No. She can call me.

Good morning, Prime Minister.

I thought you should see this.

Is this your doing?
As it happens, not.

Still...

..can't help but feel sorry
for the poor girl.

Charlotte.

Lily, what's going on?
They've got photos.

Who? The newspaper.
They've published photos of me

snorting at the party
and falling over.

I don't believe it.

I'm worried
my dad's going to be furious.

Have you spoken to him?
You should ring him.

No, that's not going to work.

We haven't met.
I work for the Minister.

I'm Vanessa Pollard.

I'm his daughter.
Yes, I recognised you.

Lily. What a nice surprise.

Come on in.

You haven't even rung me.

No. I didn't ring you
because I was too angry.

YOU were angry?

It didn't happen to you,
it happened to me.

But it wasn't me
putting coke up my nose.

Come here.

No.Come here.

No! Lily, come on.

Just give me a hug. I was joking.

You don't get out of it
that easily! Get out of what?

What am I supposed to have done?

Lily, this is your mess.

I've spent my whole life trying to
teach you to accept responsibility.

Haven't you learnt that?

I... I don't mean to be harsh,
I really don't.

Don't you have any sympathy
for me, Dad?

Of course I do. I just want you to
accept when something's your fault.

Fuck you!

Fuck you, Dad! I came down
here to say sorry to you,

but fuck it. Why should I?

I'm not saying sorry to you.

Goodnight.

I shan't need you any more, Sydney.

Thanks. Have a good night.
Goodnight, sir.

Let's walk. It'll do us good.

Well, Mick, as you know, I was not
lucky enough to go to university,

but my understanding is that having
fun is part of university life.

Oh, right.

So you think that taking drugs
is just having fun?

No, that's not what I said.

You're a government minister, Peter.

That's right. I'm a government
minister, and my daughter isn't.

There is a big difference.
This is so bloody typical.

You pose as a man of the people...
I don't pose as anything, Mick.

Well, when it comes down to it,
Peter, there's one rule for you

and another rule for the rest of us.

Anyone else would've been arrested
by now.

You're the Minister for Justice, and
your own family's breaking the law.

How much longer
can you last in that job?

A lot of people, you know,
think you're taking the piss.

In what way?

Because everybody in Britain
agrees with me -

you lock criminals up
and you throw away the key.

But you, for some reason,
seem to want them wandering around

on the streets out there.

I absolutely do not want that.

Why the hell would you make all
this trouble for yourself, Peter,

when you just don't need to?
Well, Mick, this may come as

a bit of a shock to you,
but I happen to be one of those

politicians who believes in leading
rather than following.

What's happened? She doesn't
usually let you go this early.

Well, it would be a shame
to waste it.

Yeah, no, he won't mind.
He's flying.

What's the advantage of throwing
away a key? That's the policy.

OK...

And I care very deeply
about prison reform.

Oh, I... That is something
I want very badly.

I don't doubt
that you want prison reform.

I'm not so sure
your Prime Minister does.

And she's got 99% of the country
on her side with that one.

Well, Mick, maybe you know
her thoughts better than I do.

Marylebone, please.

There you go. All right, thank you.

Pochettino is not the answer!

Oh, my goodness...! I know!

Oh, it feels like forever.

Oh, it isn't.

I don't want to upset you, but...

..I did want to ask you a question.

Go on, then.

It's just...

Peter was a bit spooked.

One day, a prisoner comes forward
to say he has a daughter,

and then the next day
he's made Minister of Justice.

Oh, I see.

Are you asking...? I suppose
I'm asking whether she knew.

Well, of course she knew.
I told her.

But didn't I specifically...?

What?

Look...

You and I, we tell each other stuff,

but we also ring fence stuff,
don't we?

And this whole thing with
the illegitimate daughter, I...

Actually, I remember ring fencing.
I'm sure I did.

I don't remember that.

I'm wondering what
this relationship means to you.

Are you saying you don't
want to see me any more?

No.

No, I'm not saying that.
OK, then.

But can I just ask...?
Ask anything.

Is she out to destroy his career?

Dawn doesn't have to.

Isn't he doing that for himself?

Do you know what I'd like?

Once in our lives, we could
meet outside this apartment.

Yeah. Well, that's
not going to happen.

Now you're at Justice,
it's a whole new level of scrutiny.

Can you still get away with bunking
off to Baker Street at night?

Well, I always have.

Always?

Did you always have girlfriends?

Really, I'm interested.

You know, I was in my early 20s
when I moved to Notting Hill.

A long way from Croydon.

Yeah.

I was suddenly in a different world.

Notting Hill was packed
with kids in big houses,

pretending to be bohemians.

Lots of sex, lots of drugs.

Lots of men talking about Gorchev,

and Pilates, CND, feminism.

And it was one massive fake.

All on private incomes.
Talk left, live right.

And because I talked slightly less
bollocks than the other men...

I was clear-eyed,
I saw it for what it was.

So...

Yeah, I was "popular".
I was a popular companion.

And were you married at the time?

As a matter of fact, I was, yeah.

Peter, I've changed my plans.

I'm not going to Texas.

I thought you got the job? I did.

And when I told you, maybe I was
hurt you didn't seem more upset.

I WAS upset. We're good together
and we're happy.

Much happier than you are
with your family.

So why exactly
were you letting me go?

Because I don't own you.

It's convenient.

All right.

But I'm free, too.

I'm free to stay here
and fight for our relationship.

Good.

That is your right.

And it's worth saying,
my family is fine.

One daughter all over the papers
and one ran away.

We get along fine. It's a good home.

# Hallelujah!

# Hallelujah!

# Hallelujah! Hallelujah!

# Hallelujah!

# Hallelujah!

# Hallelujah!

# Hallelujah! Hallelujah!

# Hallelujah!

# For the Lord God

# Omnipotent reigneth

# Hallelujah! Hallelujah!

# Hallelujah! Hallelujah!

# For the Lord God

Wow. It's shaping up!

Are you happy? Very.

You must have had
a very difficult time.

I saw all that stuff
about Lily in the paper.

It was awful, wasn't it?

Is she all right?

Well, I've spoken to her
on the phone.Good.

She's... shaken, but who wouldn't be?

It's so unfair.

I need to get going.
Oh, I'll walk with you.

Didn't you go up to London?

Weren't you with Peter
for his court case?

Just to testify.

How much of him do you see?

Oh, quite a lot.
When I'm not making music.

He's always down here
at the weekend.

Remember, it's his constituency.

He knows I'm not keen on dinners
and parties and things in London.

Do you ever go?

Oh, you know, if it's the Queen.

Lily! I've been
at the house all night.

There is one jar of olives,
the hot water has been turned off,

and there is no sign of my dad.
So where do you take him?

Lily, you know
I can't tell you that.

What, he has another life?

You know I can't.

Always loyal to the boss,
is that it?

She's called Madeleine.

There's a fresh development.

Concerning what?
I'm about to tell you.

Not if you're going to eat
while you talk.

I'm not. You know
how I feel about that.

Here.

She's sending her DNA.

She... What?

She wants a DNA test.

Oh, Duncan... Duncan, come on...!

Just when we're back in front.

We don't even know who this
supposed daughter is meant to be.

Is she telling us?

No.Right, so even
if the DNA's a match,

this Frost woman
could have got it anywhere.

She's in prison.

Well, how's she planning to send it?

On a comb in the post.

Do we have any way of establishing
who the comb belongs to?

Duncan, we...

Can we just think about this?

I make a discreet prison visit.

24 hours later, there's a riot.

And you're now seriously proposing
that the Minister of Justice

investigates whether or not
he has a daughter in Shephill?

Something tells me I'm taking this
more seriously than you are.

I'm not giving this woman
the steam off my piss.

You MUST have been
thinking about it.

Well, I haven't!

We need to deal with this
before it gets out of hand.

We ARE dealing with it.

In different ways.
My way's better than yours.

I wouldn't even have gone there
if you hadn't caught me off-guard.

Minister...

Have you read
any classic literature?

Don't you know
there's something called justice,
and it always wins in the end?

Justice is not a notion, Duncan.

It's a department of state.

And a badly run one, at that.

What's the one thing
that you and I have learned?

You can get away with anything
if you just brazen it out.

Traffic flowing
freely down Route 395 this evening,

all the way from Junction 1
to Capitol Hill.

Cheers, thanks.

I couldn't help noticing.

Noticing what?

You've been looking at me.

Have I? And you've been here
for some time.

Well, if you know that,
then you've been looking at me.

Is that gin?

No, it's not gin. I just have tonic.

Odd to drink tonic in a bar.

You part of
this whole Republican thing?

Not that I know about. Should I be?

No, it's just
it's a Republican bar.

I like this bar.

It's comforting.

Why are you drinking alone?

I'm Irish.

We're not frightened to be alone,

and I'd much rather be among people
than in a hotel room.

What are you doing in town?

It's my sister's birthday.

Barry Errera.

Stella Jones.

Stella?

I've never met a Stella before.

I'm sorry,
but you're not my first Barry.

I know another bar.

Quieter.

Yeah, OK.

So, what do you do
for a living, Stella?

Oh, sort of,
erm... public relations, you know?

What about you?
I work in a gas factory.

Washington's full of them.

I don't know what that is.

Oh, it's a lobby group
dressed up as a think tank.

Is that legal? It's not illegal.

I'll tell you how it works.

Say, for instance, you sell tobacco.

What do you do? You can't
just say tobacco is good,

cos, obviously, it's not.No.

So you dream up a philosophy.

You say, "Smoking's an issue
of individual freedom."

Like, every human being has the
right to pollute their own lungs?

You have the right
to your own cancer.Sure.

So, you get a gang
of academics - they're cheap,

they'll say anything -
and you form a think tank.

Open up an office,
give it a brass plate,

and suddenly you're talking
to senators.

Not as a salesman. Oh, no.

You're the president of the
American Forum for Freedom.

And what do call this group?

It's called British American
Development Forum.

Heard of it? No.

Wish I could persuade you.

Uh, you can't persuade me,
not tonight.

Another night.

Another night, maybe, yeah. Yeah.

Oh, it's my car.

Goodnight.

Thank you.

# Hallelujah!

# Hallelujah!

# Hallelujah! Hallelujah!

# Hallelujah!

# Hallelujah!

# Hallelujah!

Mum.

Goodness. Lily.

What on earth are you doing here?

That's not very welcoming.

Just I had no idea you were coming.

It's a surprise.

Of course I'm pleased.

But, surely, it's still
term time, isn't it?

I've lost track of everything.
Yeah, it's still term time.

I'm making tea.

Thought I might hide for a few days.

It's that time of year,
the Hastings Music Festival.

You know how it is.
As always, we're short of men.

Too many women, which doesn't
suit Handel. The balance is wrong.

Have you spoken to Dad?

Why? Did you tell him
you were coming down here?

No.

How long are you staying?

Erm, sorry...

Do you know, I'm even forgetting
how you take your tea.

Of course you are.

No reason you should know,
but I've started taking sugar.

So that's sugar AND milk.

Both.

Yeah? You're Zoe Downs?

People say you know more
about the Development Forum

than anyone in the United States.

So, you must be the fool
who went up against them?

Look, you used to cover
the same turf as me.

I blogged for a while,
and then I stopped.

Yeah, why was that?

I recognise you from the trial.

Well, I'm back on the story.

I've actually just been talking
to someone from British American.

I know them all. Give me a name.

Barry Errera? You're kidding.

Well, he seemed easy, very amiable.

Christ.

You're a terrible judge
of character.

Look, if you helped me,
nobody would know about us.

Come on. Thank you.

Studying British American was
my whole life for eight months.

So what happened?

Well, I got scared.

You know, investigative journalism
sounds so great

when you work
at the Washington Post.

When you're a 20-something woman
living alone,

well, it's not so funny.

So what do you do now? Travel.

"Ten Best Hotels In Cancun."

That's the list.

Those are the staff who took
nondisclosure agreements.

A lot of people got rich.

You mean, no chance
they'll talk to me?

Are you really going
through with this?

I was humiliated.

I was humiliated in court
when I couldn't tell what I knew.

Can you imagine what that's like?

You're a journalist,

and you're branded
as malicious and incompetent.

Eat.

Can I ask you one question?

Did anyone not sign an NDA?

This has come through the scanner.

It's addressed to Peter.
It seems very odd.

What's in it?

A comb.

Why on earth would anyone send
Peter a comb? Is this a joke?

His hair's always perfect,
he makes a special point of it.

I think I'd better take that.

Do you know what it is?
Just let me take it.

What on earth are you doing
in the Minister's office?

You're not telling me
he sent for his comb?

No.

And why are you lifting it
like that?

Because...

Look, it's complicated.

Am I butting
into something non-governmental?

Is that what you're saying? No.

Not at all.

I know he trusts you.Yeah.

Then carry on.

OK, there's something called
Central Bio Labs, it's in Ealing.

It's accredited by the ministry
to carry out tests

on behalf of the civil courts.

What do you want to find out?

I want to know if these
two people are related.

Is this the comb
that came through the post?

Look, Joy...

You have three children
and you're the family breadwinner

because your husband is
on a charge of selling cigarettes,

illegally, outside a pub in Bromley.

Am I right?

And we both know how you testified
in Peter's court case.

So I think, at this moment,
I can rely on you to be discreet.

Yes, you can.

Not a word at the lab
when you're there.

And not a word to Vanessa
when you get back.

Agreed.

They can do it in 90 minutes.

Get up from your desk.

There's 50 quid for your cabs.

Sorry about the wait.

How do you like British American?

Pretty impressive, huh?

Very. We're giving you
the whole treatment.

Great you could make dinner.

Thanks. No, I... I wanted to.

I thought this place
would make you laugh.

Crazy, isn't it? Yeah, crazy!

A lot of people who take
themselves too seriously.

Still, no reason why WE can't relax.

So, how do you like Washington?

Yeah, erm...

I went shopping
with my sister today. Where?

Oh, Bendels at, uh, Dupont Circle.

Do you know it?

I'm not good on handbags.

Oh, what's this?

That's just grapefruit juice.

Cheers.

Cheers.

Thanks.

Hello?

Yeah, yeah, it's me.

Oh, my God, that's great.

Yeah. Yeah, send it on.

I'll be with you
as soon as I can.

Thank you.

You OK? Sure.

I didn't tell you, but I think I
have to go back to London tomorrow.

When was her birthday, your sister?

It was last night.

Shame. I was hoping
you'd stay longer.

I poured you a brandy.

Thanks.

I should go. I'll get you a cab.

Actually, I need to walk.

If you're ever back in Washington,
be sure to look me up.

Sure.

I'll wait for it.

Thanks for dinner.

Nadia?

Charmaine? Charmian, yeah.

Thank you so much for calling.
I, uh...

I appreciate it, I really do.

Come in. Thank you.

This is really kind of you.

And you're sure you don't mind
going on record?

Why wouldn't I?
What have I got to lose?

Mum. Charmian.

Hi.Hi.

Erm...

Old school.I...

Believe it or not,
they're actually safer.

I didn't like British American.

It was all meant to be
so grand and important

and such a highfalutin place,
but it wasn't.

The other girls, they paid off.

But me, they didn't, because they
didn't think I was worth anything.

Can you tell me
about Peter Laurence?

This was an international event.

Meant to be about Western values.

Meant to be? Really, it was a chance
for interested parties

to meet in discreet surroundings.

So what went wrong?

I'd seen Laurence
once or twice before.

Actually, I really liked him.

He treats everyone the same,
however lowly you are.

So what happened?
He wasn't officially there.

He wasn't on the schedule.

But he did have meetings
to discuss deregulation.

In this case, pharmaceuticals.

He was very passionate. In what way?

He said it was impossible for a
public health service to function

properly in the best interests
of all the people.

And what did he mean by that?

He said what Britain needed was what
he called discreet privatisation.

He gave advice on how to get
American practises and drugs

into the British health care system.

Nadia, you're saying he was present.

Can you confirm he was paid
for this advice?

Depends on what you call paid.

Officially, he was paid
to give a speech.

How much?

Half a million dollars.

That's a hell of a price
for giving a speech.

Lots of expensive speeches
at British American. Go figure.

Can you remember
how he got the money?

He got paid through a shell company.

Was it Stanfield Titles?

Yeah.

You don't know how long
I've been searching for someone

willing to go on the record.

Now you've found her.

Just thank you and...

Thanks for the drink.

Hey.Hey. You're still up.
I wanted to be sure you were OK.

Luke, I just had
the most fantastic meeting.

I've finally found someone
who's going to go on record

and say that Peter Laurence
was in Washington on that day.

You're sounding a little blurry,
Charmian.

Hey!

Look, Luke, can I call you back
in, like, 20 minutes?

Will you still be up?

OK.

Lady, where you going?

I just want to talk to you.

Lady, come on.

You don't even know
where you're going.

I wanted to make something special
to celebrate,

but I didn't have enough time
to shop. Celebrate what?

Your being home.

Have you spoken to your father
about the pictures?

I went to London to tell him.

I have a feeling this family
needs to kick up

to a whole new level of honesty.

Do you know
that Dad has a girlfriend,

or do you simply not ask?

No, Lily, I don't know that.

I'm not quite sure how you do.

Can you turn from the table
and look at me, please?

Thank you.

I'm also not quite sure
why you want to tell me.

When he's in London, he stays
the night with a librarian.

Not the kind who stamps books,
the kind who handles manuscripts.

Did you know that?

Did you?

I did and I didn't.

Can you call Dad, please? I think
we need to get the family together.

Sir, it's your wife on line one.
I'm working. I'll call her back.

She says it's the only time
she's ever insisted

you pick up the phone right away.

One second.

Yeah?

Hold on.

Would you mind?

Yeah.

Well?

I've got a problem.

Lily turned up in Hastings
and told her mother

that I have a girlfriend
in Marylebone.

I always assumed Helen knew.
Didn't she?

Yeah, er, thanks, Sydney.
I think we're done for tonight.

Goodnight, sir.

Thanks.

This is Peter Laurence.
Leave a message.

Yeah?

Peter, I've got some news.

I did the DNA test
with the comb that she sent me.

What...?

What on earth were you doing?
I told you not to do that.

Why did you do that?

What was I supposed to do?
I thought it was important.

What matters is that it's positive.

Peter, you have a daughter.

We don't know who she is,
but we know that she exists.

What do you want me to do?