All language subtitles for The.Split.S01E04.WEBRip.x264-ION10

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[Film projector clicking]

[Cellphone ringing]

[Clattering]

[Ringing continues]

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[Ringing stops]

Hello?

Yes. I'm -- I'm awake.

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Yeah.

Yeah, I know Mrs. Graham.

Uh, yeah, we did.

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Yes, when I was at Defoe's.

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[Switch clicks]

No.

No. Who's Indiana Ray?

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Ramsey Sawyer,
Director of Communications
for the Government.

I'm looking after
Mrs. Graham.

We got the heads-up,
thanks to intelligence,

that the Indiana Raysite
has been hacked.

The leaked client list
will go online at 7:00 a.m.,

which slightly blows
their tagline as the place to go

for the discreet
extramarital affair.

Mr. Graham
is on the list,

and we have the Chinese
president and his wife

arriving for a high-profile
state visit later today.

As Foreign Secretary,
Mrs. Graham will be hosting.

This will hijack
the entire trip.

[Door opens]PM's looking for
damage limitation.

Mrs. Graham, however,
has other ideas.

[Door closes]

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Mrs. Graham.
Hannah Stern.

We met briefly
when I was at Defoe's.

[Cellphone dings]

-Bill.
-Mr. Graham. Yes.

Darling, what are you doing up?
Go back to bed.

Aye, Dad's with me.

We'll explain
when we're home.

No, Nanna's there.

Yeah.

He's here.

Yeah.

Alright,
little man?

No, don't wake Tommy and Gabe.
Let them sleep.

We'll be home soon.

[Clock ticking]

You all right, darling?
Would you like a diazepam?

No, I want
a bloody divorce!

Ramsey: We do need to get
some kind of statement out.

The press will be
scrabbling for copy

as soon as the list
goes online.

It's a blanket statement, just
something to keep them at bay

while we -- youdecide
on your next move.

[Clears throat]

"Respect our privacy
whilst we rebuild our marriage."

I won't say "rebuild."

How about "review"?

Yeah, good -- "review."

"Review's"
a little open-ended.

Well, I thought
I was being generous.

-It was a few meetings.
-Meetings?!

Emma, please.
Can we talk about this later?

How many times?

The same woman?

Different women?

A number of women.

I met one in particular
several times.

[Sighs]

It...was a connection.

I'm sorry.

I am so sorry.

Did she spank you
or did you spank her?

[Ticking continues]

I will contest it, Emma,
if you ask for a divorce.

I will contest it.
We are a family.

Whatever you think
of my behavior --

and I'm not proud of it --
think of our boys.

We are a family.

You didn't think of family
when you went on that site.

[Ticking continues]

[Door opens]If I could speak
to Mrs. Graham?

Alone, please?

The PM wants to see you
in half an hour.

Oh, I bet
she bloody does.

[Clears throat]

[Doors close]

[Ticking continues]

I haven't even
brushed my teeth.

[Chuckles lightly]

He used his own name,
for Christ's sake.

First rule of security --
if you're staying in a hotel,

you're booking a car,
use a different name.

It's basic.

Mrs. Graham,
I'm curious.

I no longer work
with Defoe's.

You usually
use my mother --

And now I want
to use you.

[Ticking continues]

Okay.

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So, let me, uh, talk you through
what that might look like.

Mm-hmm.

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Divorce is a process of
redrawing all the boundaries.

Emotionally, psychologically,
economically.

I've heard it described
as open-heart surgery

whilst you're still awake.

With no reassurances

that everything will be
put back in the right place.

I am not saying this
to alarm you,

but I want you
to be clear.

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Leaving any marriage
is frightening.

You've built a life
around a person,

and when that breaks down --I'm not frightened
of leaving.

It's staying that
I can't stomach any--

[Sobs]

It's the lies.

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I mean, who the hell
is Indiana Ray, anyway?

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[Sobs]

Pull in Nigel.

Ask Ann and Michael
to set up calls.

I'm just coming in.

[Snoring softly]

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Tell Nina --

Not in yet
or picking up her phone.

I've tried her flat
and left four messages.[Telephone ringing]

Do you want me
to try again?

Yes.

Clear my diary
for the morning.

I want the entire building
ready and online.

Bill Graham's on the list.

Put in a call.

Already have.

Emma's gone with Hannah.

[Door closes]Don't. It's off.

I'm on my way.

[Carton thuds]

You're still
angry with me.

Why would I
be angry with you?

Rose, please.

-Don't!
-Don't!

Okay. I am stepping away
from the milk.

See you later.

My parents are
looking forward to tomorrow.

They asked if there was
anything they could bring.

-[Snorts]
-At the supper after the church?

You finally get to meet?

-I didn't forget.
-You forgot.

[Sniffs]

Rose.
We had a father
who wanted to see us.

[Door opens, closes]

And if you say
you did it for us...

[Cellphone ringing]

I'm --

Bye.

[Coffee machine spurting,
footsteps fading]

Oh, shit.

[Camera shutters clicking]

Reporter: The extramarital
dating siteIndiana Ray

has been hacked.

50,000 client names
have been released online,

including the husband
of the Foreign Secretary.

As Mrs. Graham is hosting
the Chinese president

and his wife
on their high-profile

state visit later today,
this news could not have come

at a worse time
for the government.

[Paper shuffling,
telephones ringing]

[Indistinct talking]

-Hey.
-Hey.

So, how many names
are we talking about?

50,000 leaked
one hour ago online.

Possible threat of another
50,000 over the next 48 hours.

Some far-right Christian group
trying to bring the site down.

Martin Charleston.

-What, theMartin Charleston?
-First out of the gate.

The press have started
to pick up on names.

And the paps are just
swarming downstairs.[Thud]

David Tyle,
Sir Ron Massey.

-We did his last prenup.
-Lucky for him.

Tell clients we can
talk to them on Skype.

J.J. Johnson called in
their lawyers at 5:00 a.m.

Find out how
they got the heads-up.

Next list comes in,
I want first pick.

Any interesting calls
come in yet?

Actually...Emma Graham.

As in the Right Honorable
Emma Graham?

I got the call
at 4:00 a.m.

She wants a divorce.
He's threatening to contest it.

Brilliant.
Double the hours in court.

This could run and run.
A letter of engagement?

On its way back
and signed.

Your mother's
going to be, uhh --Yes, she is.

[Knock on door]Press statement's in.

"Foreign Secretary
reviews marriage

in wake
of Indiana Rayleak."

And the moral
of the tale is,

the best affairs
are the ones you never had.

Zander: Okay, okay!

Ladies and gentlemen,
welcome to Divorce D-Day.

Any plans tonight -- cancel.

Over to you.

Jason. Martin.

Here you go. Becca.
If you can distribute these.

Okay, guys, we're breaking the
list down into blocks of 500.

Johnny T., Johnny A.,
I'm putting you both
on Ryder Nelson.

Call just came in.
I know. I know.

He's a nightmare,
but he pays up front.

Maggie, Sean,

we've got a number of calls
from new clients.

Please follow up on those,
yeah?

And the rest, any names you
recognize, ring and call, okay?

Two days of the year
when none of you sleep?

First working Monday
in January

and September,
when the kids have gone back.

And now a third,

forever to be remembered
as Indiana Rayday.

[Laughter]

And, guys, please,
be discreet, okay?

Throughout the day,
we will undoubtedly

be dealing
with high-profile clients.

Press are downstairs,
and they're showing

no signs of moving, so use
the goods lift if needs be.

Zander: Get billing, comrades.
Go, go, go!

[Telephone ringing in distance]

[Footsteps approaching]

[Paper rustling]

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[Ringing continues]

Ruth: Nina!

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Nina!!

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[Indistinct conversations,
telephones ringing]

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You're late.

I've worked every day
of every week,

including evenings and weekends,
since Hannah left.

And for this, you want
a marching band and
Donna on the kazoo?

No! Not there!
Not there.

Amy, why don't you find
something else to do

while I get her
back in her cage?

[Telephone ringing]

Cut the wisecracks
in front of my staff.

Davey McKenzie,
still paperwork missing.

Go through it with Lola.
All the accounts.

You might be
working late.

-The FDR's not until --
-Just do it, Nina! Please!

We cannot afford
to lose Mr. McKenzie.

Incidentally, can you put in
a call to Mr. Pope?

Remind him
that he still hasn't paid.

Sure.

[Telephones ringing,
indistinct talking in distance]

[Sniffs] Anything else?

Oh, I don't know.

How about this check
Dad sent?

Do you think
it will still clear?

So, are we
going to buy him out?
Nina.

I'm actually
not even talking to you!

For God's sake!
[Slams desk]

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I understand
that you are all upset,

that there is a conversation
to be had.

Yes, you are correct.

My intention is
to buy your father out.

However, this is a business
and another working day,

so can we please
save this for later

and make hay
while the sun shines?

Because, if you hadn't
noticed, everyone is...

-Yes, I know.
-Everyone is...

-Everyone is divorcing.
-Everyone is divorcing today.

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God.

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Thank you.

Thank you.

[Footsteps approaching]

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[Keys rattling]

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Okay, so, I've been
looking through more
of the McKenzie accounts.

-Mm-hmm.
-Notwithstanding the £18 million

which has been siphoned through
the Daniel Duchy account...

That's a lot of loose change
for a 10-year-old.

Isn't it?

There's still another
£9 million unaccounted for.

Interesting.

As company secretary,

doesn't Goldie have the right
to attend company meetings?

There's a gathering
of the McKenzie board today.

Call her.

[Door opens]

[Telephone ringing in distance]

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Sorry.

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[Indistinct talking,
telephone ringing]

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Hannah.

-Mother.
-I had a lunch nearby.

Have you five minutes?

My office is this way.

[Telephone ringing]

[Indistinct conversation]

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[Door closes]

Emma Graham --
she's myclient.

First rule --
all bets are off

until the letter of engagement
is signed.

Shall we sit down,
or shall we stand?

Putting aside
the obvious conversation

that we need to have...

Hmm,
that you lied to us.

That we had a father
who wanted to see us.

Forever
three against one.

You need to buy him out.

[Scoffs]

I'll certainly
bear that in mind.

It is in hand, Hannah.

Well, putting all that
aside for a moment --

Emma and Bill Graham,
they have been married

for 27 years.

They have
three adorable boys.

The youngest is still
in primary school.

I can't talk about
ongoing cases.

[Chuckles]

I appreciate
that this must be

a highly original feeling
for you,

taking one of my clients,

but let me bring you
up to speed.

She can't divorce.

No, she can,
and she is going to.

Do you really want
to break that family up?

What,
better to live a lie?

I don't see it
as a lie.

I see it as an economy
with the truth.

And your grandfather
was partial

to the odd bit
of spanking, apparently.

That's way
too much information.

How do you even know?

[Chuckles] Of course.
You know everything.

As ever, this has been
an enlightening meeting,

but I have
a very busy day.

Talking of spanking
and all other things,

Defoe's helped take out
a privacy injunction

for the Grahams
against a national newspaper

five years ago.

One of their journalists
was about to break a story

that Bill had visited a hotel
with a mature lady

and several pieces
of kit.

And you did what?

These were two mutually
consenting adults engaging in --

Which journalist?

-Matthew Royston.
-He's a piranha.

Well, to avoid any details
of that indiscretion coming out,

Emma signed a witness statement
stating that Bill had, in fact,

spent the entire weekend
with her.

-Oh, God. No, no.
-Yeah.

So if this goes to court,
these details may come to light.

You perverted
the course of justice.

And they will come
after Emma.

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And you.

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How could you do this?
How could you be so stupid?

I was trying to help a client
save her marriage.

Not to mention the fact
you could be struck off.

Your first duty
is always to the courts.

Oh, thank you -- a fact
that had escaped my attention.

Oh, really, Mother?
You choose sarcasm now?

[Knock on door]

Zander.Twice in one month.

Don't you get vertigo
being up this high?

Oddly, no.

I'll see you
at the church tomorrow.

There's a meeting
of the tribes.

-Oh.
-[Chuckles]

You will be on time?
-Yes, yep.

It's a wonderful thing
about Hannah.

You can always rely on her
to do the right thing.

[Engine humming]

[Indistinct talking]

Goldie?

[Laughs]

You still here, Bobby?

[Chuckles]

They'll have to
wheel me out.

[Laughs]

I'll see you later!

-Mum, what --
-Board meeting.

It's alright, love.
I know where it is.

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[Telephones ringing]

Mum, please.
I know you're angry.

You have a right to be,
but this isn't the place.

Breathe, Michael.
Don't make a scene.

Mum, don't! Mum!

Overall, we're looking --

♪♪

...at a flotation figure
of £148 million,

[Door closes]with a healthy
shareholder's net profit

of close to 42p
in every pound.

And you can substantiate
that figure?

♪♪

If you'd like to look
at your shareholders report,

uh, page...

page...12,Can I see that?

I can talk you
through the exact figures.

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[Telephones ringing]

[Indistinct talking]

What the hell
are you playing at?

As company secretary,
it's important I keep abreast--

[Pounds wall]

You see a man
who can lie about a child?

What else
are you lying about?

-You're sleepwalking, love.
-Well, I'm awake now.

And I'm onto you, Davey.

See you in court.

You go down that road, it won't
just be me you're hurting.

[Indistinct talking]

♪♪

[Pen clicking]

♪♪

[Paper rustling]

[Sighs]

♪♪

[Telephones ringing in distance]

[Pen thuds]

[Indistinct conversation]

♪♪

[Knock on door]

-Hi.
-Hi.

That 4:00 a.m.
start kicking in?

Yeah.
Yeah.[Telephone rings]

Oh. It's --

And the West Coast
just woke up.

[Ringing stops, door closes]

[Sighs]

Emma Graham.

They've been together
a long time.

And?

Well, I didn't, umm...

fully walk her through
the consequences.

We're talking about
a high-profile divorce.

Which we do all the time.

[Chuckles]
We're not bloody whores.

[Chuckles]
We're not press-hungry.

We're not like
those other firms.

Yes, we are -- sometimes.

Often. Mainly Zander.

She wants a divorce.

Or she just thinks
she wants a divorce.

It came as a shock.
It was left of field.

She's under
acute pressure.

And you've been up
since 4:00 a.m.

You're tired.

Uhh, I'm going to advise her
to just hold off.

Oh, oh, oh,
wait, wait, wait, wait.

It's a long marriage.

It has its stresses
and strains,

and a-at some point,
both --

[Chuckles]
or one wants to get out.

But they don't.
They stay.

Why?

[Sighs]

Uh, uh, f-for the children
o-or for, um, financial reasons.

Because it's expensive.
We makeit expensive.

-Yeah.
-She has a career, a reputation.

A-A-And maybe it still
works sometimes.

In all its dysfunction,
maybe sometimes they're happy.

Or maybe they're just
too terrified to leave.

So they stay.

And maybe sometimes,
maybe forever,

they're thinking --
no, wishing

that they were
with someone else.

Is that really
what you want for her?

[Chuckles] That's...

What's going on?

The Grahams took out
a privacy injunction

on a newspaper
five years ago.

In that injunction,
Emma lied to protect Bill.

And my mother
helped them do it.

Oh, shit.

[Sighs]

-I shouldn't have told you.
-Yes, you should have.

Okay.
Okay, which newspaper?

Matthew Royston,
The Mail.

I did his last divorce.
I'll call him.

I don't want you involved.

Too bad.

You may need
to advise her to stay.

You don't need
to do this.

You sit tight tonight.
Do nothing.

I'll see
what I can do.

Thank you.

I owe you.

Yeah.
I'll make you pay.

[Telephone ringing in distance]

[Sighs]

You know, tomorrow --

I don't want children.

[Sniffs]

Not now, no,
but we agreed...

-Never.
-...in a few years.

I don't want
children ever.

I mean, there are
too many children in the world.

Like, there a lot, billions.
Like, why add to them?

Kids are the things
that bind you.

No. Not always.

There can be other things.

[Sighs]

[Bell dings]

You're spinning out.
-I need to get off.

[Brakes screeching]

Rose!

[Wind rustling]

Rose!

Rose!

[Breathing heavily]

[Birds chirping,
children playing in distance]

[Sighs]

Sorry.

In China, there's
this, uh, place

where -- where women
never marry.

They just have men drop
through a hole in their bedroom

on a kind of fishhook.

Okay,
you're losing me now.

Stop thinking
about forever.

We're getting married.

Until we don't want
to be married anymore,

and then
we won't be married.

If it's horrible,
then we get out.

♪♪

Okay, let's just -- let's --
let's just live together.

I don't know why.

It means something to me.

Being married to you...

you know,
it matters to me.

♪♪

♪♪

[Sniffs]
I still don't want children.

♪♪

So I'll have to have them
with my next wife.

[Chuckles]

[Laughs]

♪♪

[Cellphone ringing]

[Ringing stops]

Liv.

Liv:
[Voice breaking] Mum.

[Door slams, keys jangle]

♪ Until you realize
that you should go, oh ♪

I'm gonna kill him.

Uhh...

♪ ...seem as old as your omens

Never grow up.

Impossible.
Mm.

♪ ...keep your proud head
from falling ♪[Footsteps ascending]

She's upstairs.

♪ The way is long,
but you can make it ♪

[Glass rattles]♪ Easy on me

♪ And the mother we share

♪ Will never keep our cold heart
from calling ♪

♪ In the dying light

[Door closes]

[Music blaring on headphones]

♪♪

[Music stops]

It's the worst.

I can't say anything to
make it feel better right now.

[Sniffles]

Except
you're beautiful...

...and clever, special.

And he will
kick himself.

♪♪

When it stops feeling bad,
then you'll feel better.

♪♪

And one day, you'll meet
someone else, and --

And he'll screw me over
again.

♪♪

Or he'll be the one that
makes sense of everything.

♪♪

Who sees who you are.

Who you really are.

[Chuckles lightly]

Like you and Dad.

♪♪

Yeah.

♪♪

[Sighs]

Like me and Dad.

♪♪

♪♪

Nice.

♪♪

He can't even spell.
-[Chuckles]

[Sobs]

♪♪

[Indistinct conversation]

♪♪

[Sighs]

♪♪

♪♪

[Line ringing]

♪♪

[Line clicks]Rex?

Finally, she calls.

Well, needs must.

Your payment's late,
Mr. Pope.

At work, then?Man: Rex Pope!

[Cheers and applause]

I may need
to charge you interest.

And...

[Cheers and applause]

[Indistinct talking]

-Night!
-Good night.

A couple of punch lines
over there, so...

♪♪

-He breaks up with her by text.
-Mm.

[Sighs]

♪♪

Maybe it's a good thing.

Maybe she gets
her heartbreak...

now rather than later.

You know, they call it a crush
for a reason.

-You're heartless.
-[Chuckles]

[Ring clatters]

And we,
more than anyone,

need to be busting
the myth of "the one."

We need to say there are
a million ones, infinite ones.

Instead,
we fall into this --

this Victorian,
archaic concept called marriage,

which, quite frankly --
-Too many words.

Quite frankly,
it was designed for a time

when we all died by 40.

Or we make a choice.
We choose.

Like I chose you.

[Tapping]

[Clock ticking]

You smell of wine.

Look at today.

Here's to Indiana Ray.

[Glasses clink]

Do they know how many more names
will be released?

Another 50,000 tomorrow.

Who knows after that.

Some bishop blew his brains out
in Glasgow.

Ohh.

[Sighs]

♪♪

[Glass clinks]

♪♪

Hannah.

♪♪

[Cellphone ringing]

It's...

-Turn it off.
-Mm-hmm.

[Ringing stops]

[Cellphone thuds]

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

[Birds chirping, dogs barking]

[Toaster pops]

Is that E.T.?

What? That? What? No.

E.T., phone home!

Tilly: Shut up!

E.T., go home!

All right, you lot,
hurry up.

Last one out's a biscuit.

Biscuits?There's your coats,
got your noses...

iPad!
[Door closes]

[Birds chirping]

♪♪

Matthew: I'll need one hour
with the Foreign Secretary,

and her husband
has to be there, too.

All questions...
-To be pre-agreed?

- [Laughs] Forget it.
-Matthew, come on.

You're -- You're being given
exclusive access

to a serving Foreign Secretary,
who will, on record,

discuss her husband's liaisons
on an illicit website.

In return, we will
need to be assured

that the nature of those
liaisons are not disclosed.

-[Sighs]
-What?

You get the exclusive,
Matthew.

It shuts the story down
for any of your rivals,

and you get the headline
of the year.

If she's going to do
this interview,

it needs to happen today.

Agreed.

And there will be no mention
of any past indiscretions?

No, the past
is another country.

I won't go easy on them.

They've got children.
And you're a good dad, Matthew.

[Laughs] Yeah,
tell that to my ex-wife.

We'll be in touch.

Okay.
Thanks, Christie.

[Line clicks]

♪♪

I didn't
fully walk you through

what your divorce
will look like.

You will stand up
in an open court

if your husband
contests it,

and your life will be
put on display --

every detail designed
to shame you.

The press will be waiting,
capturing your every move,

ready to annihilate
you and your family.

Every detail
of every relationship

he has ever had
will be exposed.

Including those
you may have tried to hide.

You may not want to,

but you will implicate
yourself and others.

It will end your career.

[Clock ticking]

-Hannah --
-You lied to me by omission.

Worse, you lied
on a sworn document.

Do you know
what that means?

Yes.

Then how did you think
you could divorce

and not expect that
to find you now,

in the eye of the storm?
-I'm a politician.

I'm always
in the eye of the storm.

Noble & Hale have set up
a high-profile interview

where you will be able

to control your side
of the narrative

before this story
and your life

becomes fair game
for every tabloid out there.

-Oh, Hannah --
-It is the only way

you will be able to protect
your children from worse

and come out
with some semblance of dignity.

[Sighs]

[Telephone ringing in distance]

Mm. There are lies
you tell yourself.

The small ones.

"He's tired."
"You've had a long day."

"You'll catch up
at the weekend."

And then the weekend
never happens.

And the weeks
turn into months, years.

Until you roll over,
close your eyes,

hope it will go away.

[Sniffles]

But it's always there.

Why me?

Why did you come to me?

Your mother said to me

if I was to ever
choose to divorce,

then I was to go to you.

And you'd do
the right thing.

She said you always did.

[Sighing] Oh.

[Chuckles]

What, she just
woke up this morning

and decided
to stay with him?

Yes. [Scoffs]

[Sighs]

What are you
not telling me?

In case you need reminding,
you work for Noble & Hale.

Zander, she's not
gone back to Defoe's.

Politicians.

You can never
trust them.

Ah.

[Sighs]

Uh, it's -- Yeah.

[Telephone ringing in distance]

[Door closes]

New list?

Come on, hand over.

It's not officially out

until 7:00 a.m.
tomorrow morning.

That's impressive.

J.J. Johnson?

Won't get it
for another five hours.

What? We got Mr. Royston
an amazing interview.

Quid pro quo.

Unh, unh, unh. My assistant's
just printing out more.

I'll make sure
there's one on your desk.

You want to take a car or walk
to the Graham interview?

You'll do a good job.
I need to be elsewhere.

[Wheels rattling]

-Nina.
-Oh, go away.

I was drunk.

You say things
when you're drunk,

and the next morning
means nothing.

Good to know.

[Footsteps departing]

[Cellphone ringing]

[Sighs]

Rose.

Oh, God, give me
strength for tonight.

Oh, mother of sod,
you forgot.

-[Groans]
-Yeah, in some cultures,

the entire family walks
the bride to the next village.

You're getting married
in Kensal Rise.

Say something funny.

I put my hand
on the vicar's cock.

[Laughs] What?

Sorry.

Uhh...
did it feel nice?

-Okay.
-[Laughs]

Okay, I'm hanging up
on you now!

[Telephone ringing in distance]

[Knock on door]

Have you even eaten
today?

[Chuckling] Oh.

I think I had something
with cheese around 4:00.

-You have to eat.
-[Chuckles]

Donna.

You have to talk
to the girls.

[Sighs, sniffles]

Then they'll hate me even more
than they do already.

I hated mymother,
even when I loved her.

Mm, thank you.
That's a great comfort.

-Car'll be here in five.
-Okay.

Danny DeVito and you
were up late last night.

Simply going through
accounts.

And I wish
you wouldn't call him that.

Is everything all right?

Yes, we were just having
a little overview.

You know,
shifting things about.

Yes, yes, fine.

Car's here.

[Telephone ringing in distance]

What's going on, Donna?
Which accounts are those?

-Have a good night.
-Yeah. Right.

[Keys jangle, lock clicks]

Bill: [Laughs]
I'll bring Mrs. Graham out.

Thank you very much.

[Indistinct talking]

You look beautiful,
darling.

Thank you.

You won't regret this.

I've got him
onto fly fishing.

We might do the odd
extra question on it.

Clever you.

[Indistinct talking]

[Exhales sharply]

You okay?

I'm a state schoolgirl
from Manchester

at the height
of my career.

The work it has
taken me to get here.

It's not without love,
our marriage.

But I am married to a man
whose particular predilection,

I just can't satisfy.

I'm not used to failing.

I don't see divorce
as failure.

I just see some marriages
as finite.

Mm.

♪♪

When you are
out of office...

♪♪

...when you are away
from the spotlight,

and all three boys
have left home,

when none of this
matters anymore...

We make a break
for the border?

♪♪

Discreetly. Quietly.

Ramsey: Emma. He wants
to start the interview.

Away from the glare.

♪♪

[Emma clears throat]

♪♪

[Wheels rattling]

♪♪

[Door opens]

♪♪

[Indistinct conversation]

♪♪

I called your office.

The case I'm on
is the bitch from hell.

Final hearing, and we didn't
have half the paperwork.

I was gonna call you.
I have a good lead on the --

♪♪

We got it early.

Officially, you've got
12 hours' grace.

Unofficially, uh...

Unless it's
a different Stern?

You told Hannah?

No.

But by the end
of play today,

every paralegal in town
will be poring over it.

♪♪

Tell her.

Before she hears about it
from someone else.

♪♪

[Rain pattering]

♪♪

You wrote
my dissertation.

No.

Did I?

I did.

Fine.

We're quits.

I want to not
have to do this.

When can I stop
doing this?

Clearing up
my family's mess?

I left Defoe's.

No.
You changed your name.

That's something different.

♪♪

♪♪

[Wind blowing]

[Siren wailing in distance]

♪♪

-Hey.
-[Screams] Jesus.

Sorry. Sorry.

-Were you hiding?
-That obvious?

I keep saying
we need more light!

They're all inside.
I'm the vicar -- Glen.

I'm the sister --
Hannah.

Hi.

And peonies all the way
down either side.

Lovely.Do we even know
what peonies are?

-Not a clue.
-Oh.

Ruth!
I've changed to wearing red,

just to give you
the heads-up.

It's quite bright, so it's
probably best not to compete,

and I wouldn't want you
to look washed out.

I don't think
we'll have that problem.

Hannah: Sorry! Sorry.

Oh, good.

Did the nice vicar...
rescue you?

Wow, it's, uh...
definitely a church.

-Hi. Nice to meet you.
Oh, hello.

Nathan,
Hannah's husband.

Uh, we're gonna ask everyone
to walk from here to the house.

Uh, Nathan?

You're in charge of ushers,
so keep them in line.

-Yes, milady.
-Coming into the church,

groom will be waiting
that side,

then me, the bride, this side.[Door opens, closes]

Hannah, Nina,
you'll be behind me.

And Dad will walk me
down to here.

Dad's walking you
down the aisle?

Yeah.

Oscar: Ah.
This must be Annie.

Annie: Hello.

-And -- ah. Miles.
-Welcome.

Look at it. Look at it.
Hasn't changed a bit.

Nope.

-It's beautiful.
-They were married here.

The frescoes
have faded.

Like everything.

Oh, church
makes you so morbid.

Why must you
be so morbid?

-Uh, where do I stand?
-Oh, umm...

[Indistinct conversation]

It's the biggest day
of your life.

♪♪

[Indistinct conversation]

♪♪

♪♪

[Door opens]

♪♪

No, 'cause at the moment,
we've got 140.

I -- I think we want
to keep it small.

I know, darling, but as you
only get to do it once.

Hopefully.

Nina, now,
who are you bringing?

More wine.

Incidentally, Ruth, we were
wondering about your check.

Um [Chuckles] it's just the
caterer's getting a bit antsy.

That's all.

We had over 300
at our wedding.

I don't remember
any of them.

I'm certainly not in contact
with any of them.

It was hot and cramped,
and my dress was too tight.

But it was such fun.

Yes. It was, wasn't it?[Liquid pouring]

[Indistinct conversation]

[Siren wailing in distance]

[Indistinct conversation]

Why am I seeing
roller skates?

Roller disco.
My ninth birthday.

-Didn't we, um --
-Roll back the carpets.

I broke in my new skates
on this floor.

[Chuckling]
Yes, of course.

I have a photo
of that day somewhere.

Didn't I send it to you?
-Mm.

You sent him things?

Yeah,
in the beginning, yeah.

For a while.

We have a -- a beautiful photo
of you and Nathan

at your wedding
on our mantelpiece.

Ah.

When Vinnie was born,

I knew
that would be important.

Finally,
the Defoes had a boy.

[Dishes clanking in distance]

Glen: The real act of marriage
is in the heart.

[Laughs]

But you might as well fill up
the church while you're at it?

[Laughs]Well, the church isn't
paying for it, so --

-Behave.
-Don't worry about that now.

No?

We -- We almost
missed our wedding.

Hannah was --
Hannah was late, and, uh, I --

[Chuckling] I got stuck in
the loo at the registry office.

[Laughter]

But, um,
when she did arrive,

she looked so...

red from running.

[Laughter]

Even so...

It's a five-minute warning
'cause we should...

Ah. And he pours
more wine.

Even so, it was
the best day of my life.

Annie: Aww.

-[Scoffs]
-Now, what about speeches?

Yes -- speeches.

Well, it's usually groom,
best man, father of the bride.

Although I know Dad doesn't mind
saying a few words.

I'm very happy to do it.

Mm. Um, well,
I think Ruth was going --

-Well...
-If you'd like to, Dad.

-Mum's doing it.
-No, it --

-It should be Mum who does it.
-No, Nina.

Well, she hasn't
written anything yet, so --

Well, give her a chance.

Or do you want to take
that job, too, Dad?

-I --
-She's been busy. Weren't you?

-Uh, yes.
-And what will you say, Mother?

What will you share
on that wonderful institution

that is marriage?[Laughter]

-Please.
-What? I'm curious.

Yes, despite appearances,

I don't exactly trust
what we have to say.

We're more finishers
than starters, the Defoes.

-You need some air.
-No, I don't.

-Nina.
-You do not speak to me today.

[Laughter]

I've never had
that much faith in marriage.

Most people sell out,
given half the chance.

Okay, we're gonna step away
from the wine.

No, the wine,
I could trust.

Where's yours and Nathan's,
Hannah?

You were so certain,
as soon as you finished college,

you were getting hitched.

And I was so grateful
that finally we had a good man

who wanted to be
in this family.

And you two did it.
You two did it.

I don't think I've actually had
a proper relationship.

I barely know how
to cohabit myself -- barely.

[Laughter]But you two --

-Stop it.
-Really?

Yeah, please, Nina.

I'm doing this
for you, Rose.

You're spending
all this money --

money I don't think
we've got.

-Enough!
-Not quite.

You worry me, Rose.
-Really?

'Cause I think
you have some fantasy

about the whole
perfect marriage thing,

and we should have told you.

It's a farce!
-Oh!

Yeah,
our parents were married,

and it didn't stop our dear dad
from screwing someone else.

Sorry.
-[Groans]

Maya, who was, in fact,

our 24-year-old nanny
with a brace.

She's yet to appear,
by the way.

Nina, could we please --

Yeah, yeah, could we
please stop this now?

Could we please
stop pretending

in this whole
"happy ever after" pile of crap?

Because everyone is lying.
Everyone is lying.

Even you, Nathan.
Did you tell her?

Tell me what?

You put your hand on my arse,
and you said...

Nina, please."Why doesn't she want
to have sex with me anymore?"

[Gasps]
Like I would have the answer.

Why would Ihave the answer?

I don't know who I'm gonna screw
from one week to the next.

How do I know why Hannah
doesn't want to have
sex with you anymore?

And I know you care about James.
I know you do.

But, James, it's not enough
to just get on top

and hope she feels the same.

Is it any wonder you put
your hand on the vicar's cock?

[Chuckles]

♪♪

Rose?

♪♪

What are you doing?

Excuse me.

♪♪

-Well...
-No.

♪♪

Rose?

♪♪

♪♪

James!

♪♪

Miles: James?

♪♪

Sorry.

♪♪

♪♪

Okay, here we go.

I will not have this!
[Pounds table]

I have not worked
for the last 30 years

to hold this family together
just to have it torn apart.

I will not do that!

We will survive this.

We must.

I'm done with speeches
today.

[Chair bangs]I said the truth.

No, truth is everything
around what you just said.

You said
what would hurt, Nina.

♪♪

[Swing creaking]

♪♪

[Chuckles]

♪♪

[Groans]

[Glasses clink]

♪♪

Welcome back.

[Chuckling]

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

[Smacks lips] Ohh.

♪♪

[Cabinet door slams]

[Electricity humming]

♪♪

[Light thud]

Hannah.

I was drunk.
-[Scoffs]

[Sniffles]

Nina?

-It didn't mean anything.
-[Scoffs]

-Hannah --
-I'm tired.

-No, we need to talk.
-Tomorrow.

No.

We need to talk now --
tonight.

[Sniffles]

I'm on the list.

Oh, God.

I was on my own.

Um, you remember
the Brussels case.

I -- I never met anyone.

I never
went on any dates.

Look at me.

Look at me.

Nothing -- nothing --
nothing happened.

I just clicked,
and then suddenly...

And t-that was it. It was
just a moment's madness.

The first time
I saw you...

it was only ever you.

Only ever you.

No. [Sobs]

The first time.

Hannah, I --

No, Hannah.
Hannah, please.

-No.
-I love you.

No.

No!
Hannah --

No.

No!

-Hannah --
-No!

-Hannah.
-No!

♪♪

[Sobs]
-I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

[Sobbing]

♪♪

I'm sorry.

No, you can't!

[Door opens, closes]

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪