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Listen to yourself!

You're talking principle?!

This place gets by on a 7% profit margin!

You call it
profit, I call it blood money!

This factory is keeping
60 families off Jobseeker's!

And now you're building
weapons that destroy families!

If my students start
marching outside these gates,

you'll be dragged through the press.

- Local--
- All we do is mold bits

of bloody metal!

For Tomahawk missiles!

That's not what Dad
started this place for!

Don't you dare bring Dad into this!

You're gonna ruin everything
he tried to build here!

Marcus, if you stir this
up, the MOD will get jumpy,

they'll just take the
contract somewhere else!

Now, we need this contract!

It's all we've got!

You're all bloody murderers.

Is that what you call your brothers,

at your dinner parties?

Sober up.

We'll talk tomorrow.

Capitalism is war.

Socialism is peace!

Dad would be turning in his grave!

When this world blows to
hell, and it will, Felix,

it'll be men like you
who fall to your knees

and cry, "I didn't know, don't blame me!"

Felix!

Felix!

Marcus!

Marcus?

What have you done?!

Ray, call an ambulance.

Now!

Whenever
human beings are in trouble,

that's where you'll find them.

They may be tinkers, or
tailors, soldiers or sailors,

nurses, or bin men, or
strangers in the street.

Perhaps even, and this is hard
to believe, I know, lawyers.

They're here to help,
to comfort, to guide.

Oh, we got a load of
bikes up at the cottage.

We could maybe try going up
Arrow Moor, if you feel like it.

It's a bit of a backbreaker,

but me and my brother used
to do it all the time.

You should meet him, you'd like him.

Hannah?

Come on.

Jogging.

In a universe of mysteries,
it's the greatest one of all.

What are you watching?

- War.
- Which one?

- Dunno.
- By Iraqi soldiers.

British heavy guns eventually
helped break their defense.

Read it.

Marcus Hale.

Killed his own brother.

Even confessed.

He's 110% guilty.

Don't say, how can there be 110%?

Anyway, he's changed
his plea to not guilty.

His lawyer's got kidney
stones the size of olives,

so we're taking over.

It would be nice though, wouldn't it,

if, just for once, Mr.
Mountjoy gave us a case

that didn't seem so completely pointless.

Au contraire, my little castrato.

It's brother killing brother,

a parable, right up his strata.

And Pembroke's prosecuting.

Life isn't a parable, Zak.

Help one of them and there's
a million more waiting behind.

Oh, you thought one good
summer of your presence on Earth

would cure the human race?

So, Marcus, you're a
teacher of sociology.

So, Marcus, Bruno, and Felix.

It's all a bit Hail Caesar, isn't it?

Dad was a nut for Roman epics.

It could have been worse,
I could have been saying,

I'm Spartacus.

Felix...

We were always brawling.

Sorry.

I say his name and it still hurts.

Before you were arrested,

you were seen with the
iron bar in your hand.

I didn't know he was dead.

You've spent the last nine
weeks preparing a guilty plea.

Because I felt guilt.

That's not the same as being guilty.

Your brother Bruno rescued that factory

from the brink of ruin.

By building steel cases
for Tomahawk missiles.

A pacifist caught with a
bloody iron bar in his hand.

He was the one with the bar.

I ducked.

He hit the wall and...

The bar sort of jarred out of his hands

and flew back and struck him in the face.

I'm an innocent man, Mr. Gist.

Swear it.

I don't believe in God.

Pity.

He obviously believes in you.

Swear on something that matters to you,

and I will believe you.

I'm not disapproving
of champagne and bagels,

don't get me wrong here, but why?

You know why.

Happy anniversary.

Oh, God, you feel like him.

Oh, come on, it's just
our old family place

up on the moors, you'll love it.

Sounds very wuthering.

Well, I think it'll be good for us

to spend some more time
together, somewhere, you know,

trying very hard not to say the word bed,

but, oh, just said it.

Mm.

Sorry.

Richard.

What?!

This is crazy.

Craziness got you
into this mess, Marcus,

maybe craziness can get you out.

When they said he was
here, I didn't believe them.

What is he doing?

Just another day at the office.

What do you want, Hannah?

I came to tell him to...

The evidence is heavily
weighted against Marcus Hale.

You're on a hiding to...

I can't.

Yes, you can.

I swear, Mr. Gist, I'm an innocent man.

Go away!

I don't want to talk
about it with you anymore!

Chaps, this is my
workspace too, you know?

Have you seen the witness statements

from the factory, Mrs. S?

So Marcus is innocent
just because he put his hand

on a steam train?

Yep, that's about the size of it.

In your face, bitch!

"In your face?"

It's not even a proper sentence.

Oh, hello.

I'm here to offer you
a deal on Marcus Hale

if he switches back to guilty.

Great.

Only he's innocent.

That...

Today, at the railway museum, that was...

Extraordinarily naive.

I'll be honest, I was thrown.

Your commitment and your passion--

You think it's naive
to believe in a person,

I think it's essential.

Well, I believed in a person once

and that turned out to be...

Stupidly naive.

When you believe in someone, Hannah,

and they let you down,

that doesn't mean you're wrong,
it means you're the victim.

Don't give up.

You'll be happy again.

For the count of
murder, how do you plead?

Not guilty.

He pleaded not guilty.

Oh, shit.

God, I knew you
hated what we stood for,

I just never knew how much!

- Hey, Bruno!
- I saw you, Marcus!

I'll testify!

I saw you!

Brother against brother.

'Twas ever thus.

I will fix this, Richard.

Watch me.

I will fix this.

I think this is the
best place in the city.

Not quite.

What, up there?

Zak, I've seen you get the bus
rather than take the stairs.

I find a way.

Right, the only thing
stopping Bruno's factory closing

is his contract with the MOD.

The longer this case drags on--

Marcus didn't do it.

And I will defend him
against all the odds.

I'm strange like that.

You are strange, aren't you?

But not a stranger.

Ever since we met, I've--

You and John, I think
you're perfect for each other.

Right.

Okay.

Cheers.

I have to go.

For God's sake.

Come on.

It's okay.

Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

Think he's a stray.

Yeah, he is.

Yeah, the hungry and the dispossessed.

What to do with them all?

We help them.

Really?

Oh.

There's a lot of strays.

Yeah.

You're beautiful.

So, listen.

You and Zak need to know that
there are a lot of workers

terrified of losing their
jobs because of this trial.

You know, if the Hale factory closes,

a lot of people are gonna go
hungry, a lot of people...

Well, a lot more strays.

I'm not an idiot, Richard.

I never was.

I'm beginning to understand
this place a lot better now.

Good.

Zak told me you would
try to come after us,

try to break us.

But it won't work.

We believe in our client.

You're running out of time

and there are so many people to help.

It's an impossible task.

And an impossible strain.

I mean, you've seen what happens

to even the strongest of
families under pressure.

Yeah.

You didn't get
him to dance, did you?

Mm.

Mm, I did.

No.

I said, "Get up, you bollocks, get up.

"It's the first dance, come on."

My brother does not dance.

Mm. Mm.

Yeah, he got to pick the music though.

What did he pick?

That's Why The Lady Is A Tramp.

He was a bollocks.

He was.

God.

Deep trauma to the left orbital,

subdural hemorrhage in the left sphere.

Would you say it killed him?

Stop interfering with
him, please, young man.

Felix died instantly from the blow.

Isn't that unusual?

Not that unusual, because
that's what happened.

Conceited old sod.

Tom.

It's an empty shell, a vehicle
abandoned by its driver.

I heard crying.

- No, you didn't.
- How is that possible?

It isn't, you're being melodramatic.

Maybe it's the pain itself.

Lingering on, like an echo.

There's so much pain and suffering here.

If Mr. Mountjoy has doomed the world,

will he doom us, too, for failing?

We won't fail.

Promise him.

What? Don't be silly.

Okay, um,

Felix, I promise we will fix

this horrible mess your brothers are in.

Okay?

I've got to go.

Why?

Plumbers to book and I've got

- the boys diaries to--
- Oh, Birdie!

Come on!

Make sense of your life.

I came here to see the
woman my brother loved.

I found a wonderful
woman who won't move on.

Because you don't know me--

You're scared to live your own life.

You're a strong, brave,

funny, radiant woman.

Stop it now.

So why are you hiding in
that batty old belfry of yours?

Clinging to a couple of
overgrown schoolboys for comfort.

- Stop!
- I'm not being stupid,

I just want you to be alive.

I worry that you've thrown
in with those people

and they'll let you down.

Carl...

I know you care.

I really do have to go.

Just remember what Billy said to you.

Move forward, not back.

There's never a good
time to take holiday leave,

and I think I've proved my
commitment to the practice.

Hell, I was working here

two weeks after leaving the hospital.

And you can get a replacement.

Right, you need a break, I understand.

Will you do a favor for me?

Mm.

The High Court have issued an injunction

on Hale Engineering, okay?

It'll keep the MOD from
crawling all over this case.

You serve it on Bruno.

It hasn't closed in 50 years.

It supports a community.

We've tried, Hannah.

Defense won't listen.

Thank you.

Oh.

My office said Hannah
left a message to meet.

Yeah, she's not picking up her phone.

I don't understand, why would I--

Well, she said she had to
go to a factory out of town

to deliver some kind of injunction.

Does that mean anything to you?

Zak?

Something's wrong.

What?

What?!

I told you on the phone!

I don't care if we embarrass the MOD,

we're staying open during the trial!

Look, we close now, we're finished!

It's just to keep the
MOD off our backs in court.

You don't understand.

We'll lose the contract.

You'll kill this place.

You'll kill us.

I'm sorry, Mr. Hale.

Close the factory or it
will be closed for you.

Marcus.

You rotten bastard.

You're not leaving.

- Excuse me.
- You're not going anywhere,

you stuck-up bitch.

That's enough!

Who's first?

'Cause I assure you the old saying's true,

the first will be last,
the last to get up.

I wouldn't mess with him.

He's wearing Egyptian cotton.

Come on!

You too, Ray.

You all right?

Hannah!

Are you okay?

Pembroke!

You put her in danger to get at me.

I arranged for Hannah
to come to York, Zak.

Set it up.

You wanna know why?

'Cause it's what you bloody want.

Happy?

I'm begging you.

Leave her alone.

Leave her out of this.

I baptize you.

Takes me back.

You betrayed him.

You turned your back on
his love and compassion,

and you and your kind deserve
everything you've got.

Oh, come on, Zak.

Come on!

You were that close to crossing the floor.

You were that close.

I beg you to join us.

I've missed you.

I miss you.

Mr. Mountjoy wants to
rescue these people--

- Yeah?
- And I want to help him.

Yeah?

It's the end, Zak.

You can hear it, you can hear it coming.

And they know it, even
if they don't believe it.

Think I popped a rib.

It's a broken world, but we can fix it.

We will fix it.

Well, how, huh?

Poxy men in little factories?

Little boys, "Oh, please help my dad.

"Oh, please, please help my dad."

That's how we rebuild.

One brick at a time.

Woo-hoo!

You're a liar!

You're a hypocrite.

Because it's not why you're here.

That's why you're here.

For her.

For the hope of her.

Talk to me, Zak.

'Cause I'm the only one
who's gonna understand.

My fear

is we fail

and I could have been with her all along.

And live.

Huh?

Come on, you coward.

Come in from the cold.

I'm not in the cold.

I've got a warm room, and
delicious food, good wine,

dear friends waiting for me.

Oh, and cheese.

And biscuits.

Mrs. Sheringham, do
we have proper butter,

as opposed to this I'm Nearly
Convinced It's Like Butter?

Won't you tell us what's wrong?

Please?

Hannah wasn't brought here by him.

It was Richard.

Which means the clock
could be a trick too,

it doesn't mean a thing.

You're 14 billion years
old, you're a big boy now.

This is your journey, not mine.

Go. Go.

Whatever you're feeling,

and whatever you're deciding to do,

because I know you're deciding something,

whatever it is, we will
never try to stop you.

And we will always respect you for it.

That's a Gresley A3 Super Pacific.

Rob the devil.

And this was in Bruno's office.

An MS Patriot class, 460.

You know about trains?

Marcus swore on a Coronation--

Hang on.

You know about trains?

I wanna try something.

Sorry, I'm lost.

Why are we looking at a train?

That was Felix's.

Bruno, you had one in your office.

I had a 001 gauge set when I was a kid.

We all had an engine.

It was...

It was special to us, I suppose.

We lost a whole summer on it.

You, me, and Felix.

It got broke.

I expect Dad threw it
out after Mum died, or...

Well, if we're gonna
do the nostalgia bit,

how about our dad being the sweetest,

most gentle man in the world,

and now you're using his name
to make your blood money?

You see?

He hates the bones of me.

Do you, Marcus?

Do you hate your brothers?

What is this?

Family counseling?

You're not a crusading lawyer, Gist!

Those days are gone!

We live in a cynical age now!

You are here because you are paid!

No.

I have paid to be here.

Believe me, I have paid.

Look, I admire you for
thinking outside the box.

And, uh, good luck with that--

How are you?

After yesterday.

How could you have known
that I was in trouble, Zak?

I, um, I didn't.

It was John.

He has a sixth sense about you.

He's a good man.

As you were so keen to remind me.

I'm stepping down from this case today.

Richard's given me leave and
I'm going away with John,

to his family place.

Before you go, um, come to court?

Watch me being impressive.

I wish I could help you.

If you came, that would help.

I'll be there.

I promise.

Zak...

Um...

What now?

I want a second post-mortem on Felix.

That'll ruffle Dr. Croft's feathers.

Yeah, well, I've got
more to ruffle than he has.

Marcus revealed something of
himself in the railway museum,

and then he packed it away again.

Go to his flat--

We've already asked.

- He won't let us.
- Be creative.

Oh.

Right.

Okay.

Yes.

Okay.

Good.

I read you.

A-okay.

Now you just sound American.

Stop it.

What are you doing?

Brilliant.

That's fantastic.

Look.

Look what I found.

Oh, even I know that one.

That's the Flying Scotsman.

You have to see what's
there, in his flat.

What is this?

Oil.

Felix's hands were smothered in motor oil.

So he could easily
have let go of the bar

and hit himself in the face.

Win the case, then win
the peace, like I promised.

I never doubted you.

Yes you did.

Well...

I'm so proud.

Pride's a sin, Tom.

I mean I'm so proud of you, Zak.

It's all right, Della, we're working.

Carl.

This is a very big step for me.

Can we, um...

Can we go and get a cup of coffee

and just talk a little longer?

Billy would want you on that train.

Well...

I would like to think
that Billy would want me

to make my own choices, in my own time.

Yeah, but you'll just
talk your way out of it.

Come on, we'll talk on the train.

You have to come with me, Birdie.

Wait. Just hold on.

Just wait.

You see...

My overgrown schoolboys,
as you call them--

Mm?

They would give me all
the time in the world.

They would respect that I--

Betraying Billy if you stay.

No, I'm not.

Oh, you're a selfish woman, aren't you?

You put your pride ahead of happiness.

Yours and other people's.

How could you even say that?

Don't want to be like
the rest of them at all,

you want to be special.

It turns you on.

I'll always love you.

Don't forget me.

But don't forget to move on.

Oh, I see.

I see.

Why don't you fuck off?

Just fuck off back to Richard!

Tell him it didn't work!

♪ As we turn to go ♪

♪ In our minds we show ♪

Happy anniversary, Mrs. Sheringham.

Yesterday, all you could hear

was people working, now this.

Well, I'm afraid your brother
has brought this on you.

You closed my bloody factory.

Yes, to protect you from a
messy trial involving the MOD.

Listen, you testify against
your brother, we win this case,

and all of this goes back to normal.

Normal?

My brother's dead, the
other one's gonna do life.

I don't know what happened to us.

Gist got me thinking, about
me and Marcus and Felix.

Oh, yeah?

I thought I saw
something in Marcus's eyes.

Like what?

Regret.

To your testimony.

And getting the factory open again.

And what did you see outside the factory?

Felix on the ground,
blood all over his face.

Marcus was standing over him,
holding a piece of metal.

And what happened next?

He just walked away.

So he just walked away?

Yes.

No further questions, Your Honor.

We'll adjourn for lunch.

All rise!

Second path report turned up?

Not yet, but it will.

Hannah.

She's gone, hasn't she?

Hannah's made her decision, Zak.

We have work to do.

Mr. Gist?

I'm sorry, Your Honor.

The path report.

I'd like to call the senior
pathologist in this case,

Dr. Benjamin Croft.

Calling Dr. Croft!

Dr. Croft.

Uh, Dr. Croft, your original post-mortem

concluded that, uh, Felix Hale died from--

From severe cranial trauma.

And that was the only cause of death?

How many times do you think he died?

Did you know that the victim

was being treated for heart disease?

No, because he wasn't.

He had high blood pressure.

Right, yes, that's right.

Um...

Bear with me.

Just, um...

Well, if you're done with me,

can I get back to work now, Mr. Gist?

Mr. Gist?

Quite right, mustn't keep you.

Quickie question, more for
my own interests, really.

Would a skull fracture cause

cortical pseudolaminar necrosis?

Sorry, Your Honor, that's
pattern layered cell death

across a section of the brain.

Dr. Croft?

No, it wouldn't.

What would cause it?

A stroke.

And if that were to affect

a large enough part of the brain?

I suppose with a severe
ischemic stroke, death, of course.

Did you examine Felix's brain closely

when you carried out
your autopsy, Dr. Croft?

I examined a skull that
was so severely fractured--

In other words, you
put two and two together

and made 8,000.

Your Honor--

You didn't do what our
second pathologist did,

which was to dissect the left
hemisphere of the brain itself

and concluded that Felix Hale
suffered a colossal stroke

right at the time that he
was outside the factory

with the defendant.

Felix had been neglecting
his blood pressure.

He wasn't taking his tablets.

Just hang on!

The man was hit in the
face with an iron bar.

Your Honor, Felix Hale's
hands were covered in oil.

It stopped him leaving
his own prints on the bar.

He took a swing at the
defendant, hit the wall,

and the jolt shot the
slippery bar out of his grip

and hit him in the head,
as Marcus always claimed.

The shock caused Felix to suffer
a terminal ischemic stroke

and he was dead as he hit the ground.

Marcus wasn't attacking Felix,
he was protecting himself.

His statement is verified.

Bruno's statement is correct,

but based on a disastrous misconception.

The defendant was right
to plead not guilty.

We were right to support him.

And this court is compelled to free him.

In your face, bitch.

That was awesome.

Now to win the peace.

Come with me, Bruno.

This is Marcus's flat.

You have to see this.

This...

This was it! Our set!

The one we had as kids.

I thought it was lost.

Marcus rebuilt your childhood.

This mattered to him.

And look, you and Felix matter too.

He never lost that.

You're brothers.

Nothing will ever break that.

Nothing.

Is it too late to fix this?

You tell me.

Now?

Now.

Look at you, Mister Man.

So chuffed with yourself.

I may possess a modicum of chuffness.

Ha.

Want to celebrate?

What's this, the new you?

I told you, this isn't quite

the most magical place in the city.

Oh, really?

Are you calling my bluff?

I wouldn't do that.

You wouldn't.

Where's the harm?

Are you sure about this?

110%.

Love you, Zak!

Woo!