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[Nathan]
How many lengths today?

Forty.

Slipping.

[children chatter indistinctly]

-Chin up, buttercup.
-You know this is child labor,
right?

What else could you
be possibly for?

Crisps constitute
breakfast then?

-We are terrible parents.
-[phone chimes]

Why are your family always late?

-[sighs]
-I've got to be
in court at nine.

[theme song playing]

Okay, how--how do we do this?

[muffled]
I don't know?

I've never done this whole "dead
dad" stuff before.

Can we just get on with it,
please?

-We all just--
-[Ruth] Oh, God.

-Look.
-Oh, my God.

-Take a handful.
-Ugh.

Oh...

Or, alternatively,
use a cup.

-That's a good idea.
-Thanks.

All right.

[Ruth]
Not with your hands!

I think someone
should say something.

No, not you. You wanted
to flush him down the loo.

-Can we move this along?
-Hannah?

I have a very busy day.

I don't...

I can't. Really?

[Vinnie]
Grandpa.

Even though Grandma says

you were a dirty dog
and couldn't help yourself,

I thought you were all right.

And even though we didn't
know you for very long,

something is better
than nothing.

And thank you for the condom.

[all giggle]

Okay, Dad. Dad.

-Jesus!
-Oh! Sorry. I'm so sorry.

-[Liv] Ugh!
-[James] To Oscar.

-Granddad.
-Dad.

[Vinnie]
Bye, Grandpa.

Bye, Dad.

Grandpa's still stuck
to the cup.

Okay, all right.
Cease and desist.

Come here.

Bye, Granddad.

Oh, no.

It's okay.

Goodbye, Oscar.

Ah, yes, that wonderful
Defoe sentiment.

A condom? Really?
Ruth, we're seeing you tonight?

Tonight? I...

I can't, Nathan.
I have a meeting with a client.

Well, rearrange. James has put
his photos into a slideshow
and everything.

Oh, God, we'll definitely
need wine.

There's nothing in the fridge.
Seriously.

Yeah, well, that's why
Deliveroo was invented.

Great. Great.

The Sullivan appeal.

Have you lodged
the skeleton argument?

You know it has to be filed
within 14 days

of your appellant's notice?

Just a thought.

Mother, when are you
leaving again?

Hannah?

[Ruth] Does the D look
a little small to you?

We've talked about this.

Sorry. Sorry.

That's ridiculous.

And again?

[Ruth]
Can we get these moved, please?
Meeting Room 4.

Thank you, Dee.

[Ruth]
Christie. You're very early.

What have you got to hide?

Two prenups
and a freezing injunction.

But frisk me if you like.

-Hannah.
-Christie.

Don't forget
Mr. Grayling tonight.

Yeah, I need
to reschedule tonight.

Rose is back from traveling,
and we do this whole

"how the hell does this
slideshow thing work?"

whilst arguing the merits
of Indian takeaway over Thai.

-[Nina] Yay.
-Sorry.

[Christie] No, really,
we've already canceled twice.

Grayling? Grayling?
Is he in--?

-Shipping.
-[Ruth] I don't know a Grayling.

-He comes into town from--
-[Christie] From time to time.

Time, yeah.

Nathan just
sprung it on me.

[sighs]

I got you something.

Uh, I don't think
they're going to fit me.

Humor me.

Don't start
what you can't finish.

This way, you can
let yourself in anytime.

I dare you.

[Maggie]
Hannah.

I-I will bear that in mind.

[Christie]
Great. Good. Yeah.

Your 9:00 is already here.

Oh.

[Maggie]
Fi Hansen.

Total girlcrush.

She came up in the service lift.

"Love Won't Leave You Alone"?

Made up the entire soundtrack
to my teenage years.

Well, I've got two decades
on you,

and it's a blur
post-Blur.

I have to get these
to court for the Toynton Appeal.

Go, go, go.
Go I've got this.

Got it.

[mouse button clicks]

[muffled audio]

Sorry I'm early.

I could have circled
one more time,

but I think my driver
just wanted to get me in.

I always freak out
there's going to be paps.

-Hannah Stern.
-[cell phone vibrates]

Oh, sorry, it's my youngest.

He's been up
all night coughing.

And now my nanny's saying
she wants to resign.

Sorry, worst week to
have a show starting.

-"I'm With the Band."
-I know.

Naff name for a show, isn't it?
I'm not crazy.

These trailers have been
haunting me in my sleep.

They're really pushing
the whole strip back,

back to basics,
real music thing.

But at the end of the day
it's just another talent show,

-and who wants that?
-[cell phone chimes]

Shit hits the fan at home,

and I'm just meant
to juggle all of it.

Sans nanny.

You'd think after
five years,

she'd give me a bit more notice
than a week, wouldn't you?

Sorry.

Kids are going to go ape shit.

Mrs. Hansen.

Fi. Fi's fine.

How can I help you?

No biggie, really.

I was just gassing
with the girls,

and someone said
that you were the best.

It's my prenup.

It's been 14 years,

and Tabby,
she's my guru and friend.

Long story short,
she got screwed, basically.

Husband turns out to be gay,
which is fine.

But when it came
to her divorce,

apparently the prenup
really matters.

And she only got half
of what she felt she was owed.

So I just wanted
to be sure that, um...

[choking up]
I was protected or provided for.

If you were to divorce?

No, no, no.

We've been together forever, no.

Sorry, it's just more advice
I wanted.

I haven't really read it
since I was married.

-[sniffles]
-[cell phone chimes]

[Fi sighs]

He's a brilliant dad.

Just when it comes to our, uh,
childcare arrangements,

he doesn't really...

...give a shit.

If it's any
consolation,

my kids had crisps and
a chocolate bar for breakfast.

[laughs and sniffles]

[cell phone chimes]

Oh, now he's ranting
that I'm late for a fitting.

Sorry, they just pop up
in my calendar.

I can't really do this
right now.

It's a really bad time.

I need to reschedule.

Take your time.

And call me
whenever you're ready.

Anytime.

Your son's Vinnie.
Vinnie Stern.

My son's in his class.
Callum?

Callum. Oh, of course. Sorry.

Callum. Yes, yes, I--
I know Callum.

I'm hopeless with the whole
mum thing.

I know no one. I don't think
I've been to a cake sale

since they were five.

[laughs]
What's your secret?

You should know
anything we discuss

is held in the strictest
confidence.

I knew who you were
before I came.

I knew you were
thatHannah Stern.

A friend of my sister's
got stung

with the whole
Indiana Ray thing.

So I just figured you'd
understand that stuff sticks.

We're all clickbait
at the end of the day.

Well, I'm sure people
are much more interested in you

than they are in me.

-Maggie?
-Yeah?

Will you show
Mrs. Hansen out?

-[Maggie] Sure.
-Thanks.

[typing]

[sighs]

[Rose] Oh, my God,
I hate you right now.

I didn't make us pregnant.

[Rose coughing]

Are we pregnant?

Uh... kinda did.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

[laughs]

[grunting]

Okay, no, no.
Oh, my God, that's--

no, I've changed my mind.

This is--
this is a bad idea.

You can't--
no, this is your fault.

I can't do--I can't do this.
I can't do this.

No, yes, you can.

-Oh, my gosh.
-And I will be there,

helping you get that watermelon
out of your vajoozi...

La, la, la, la, la!

-Not comforting.
-Oh.

-Not comforting right now.
-[laughs]

I'm calling Hannah.

No. We tell everyone together.

-Yes.
-Rose?

-Yeah.
-All right.

-We'll tell everyone together.
-[laughs]

Milk's out.

Thank you.

Do you mind
if I walk with you?

Chloe Howell.
I'm one of the new pupils.

Business card.
Ahead of the curve.

I'm waiting to be assigned
to a supervising barrister.

Oh, right.
Well, officially--

You haven't taken your decision
yet which pupil you'll go with?

Not my decision.

I get what I'm given.

Even so,
it's nice to be wanted.

I appreciate you probably
get this all the time,

but I've read everything
you've written.

[laughs]

Well, that shouldn't
have taken too long.

Your arguments
on heteronormativity,

intersectionality and surrogacy
are seriously progressive.

I just assumed
you were younger.

Still a very conservative
institution, Frencham Street.

In a way, that's why I wanted
to come here.

Shake it up a bit.

You do know that the total
percentage of black,

Asian and minority ethnic
background barristers

is still only 12.7%.

I mean, you say
you've slashed the bias

towards the privately educated
candidate,

but just a reminder that,
statistically,

I'm an anomaly
to have got this far.

I just wanted
to get that in.

Good to know.
I'll see you later.

2:00 p.m., my office.

Like I said, I don't choose.
Informed this morning.

Thanks.
Rex, stop calling me.

Stop sending me late-night
text messages.

Stop asking for my forgiveness.

Congratulations, I'm--
I'm really glad

that your pilot
is going again.

I'm even glad that
you're getting on so well

with your ex-wife.

But to be clear,
if I ever see you again...

Thanks.

...it'll be too soon.

So just leave me
to my shitty life

and go and enjoy your beautiful
new L.A. bubble.

Hm.

Hello. Hello.

Thank you. Thank you.

-Thanks.
-Thank you.

The new office looks great,
despite the fact

I can't work
the coffee machine.

-[all laugh]
-Rumor is true.

I am back,
and you'll be pleased to know

that we are now fully
functioning in midtown Chicago.

-[all applaud]
-I'd like to thank Ruth

for stepping into the fray

and smoothing over the merger,

in spite of her retirement.

We now set you free with our
gratitude and good wishes.

Ah, Nina, glad you could
join us.

Incidentally, Ruth,

congratulations on your
forthcoming award.

Attendance is mandatory,

so ringside seats all around.

[all clap]

Now, go.

-Run wild.
-[laughs]

Moving on, I'd like to introduce
Tyler Donoghue.

Hi. Great to be here guys.

Hi.

Tyler is a management consultant
and one-time lawyer

who's going to help us here
for a while.

Don't let the accent kid you.

Five years in Chicago, three
years in Toronto before that.

It's great to be here.
I've heard so much about you.

I specialize in mergers,

which can be
a difficult time.

Two often very different
work cultures

coming together takes time,
so team building where I can.

[Ruth] Well, we've made
a few adjustments,

and my hope is that everything
is running smoothly now.

-Good to hear.
-And again, thank you.

The plan is for Tyler to help us
oversee a program of review,

point up where we can
rationalize.

Any new merger is an opportunity
to do due diligence,

scrutinize practice,
look to cut away fat.

[Zander]
He's on our side, really.

And so to business.
Hannah? Christie?

Yes, flagged business today,
in particular,

the Lady Lexford prenup.

Ours is not to ask
the reason why.

-It may be her fourth--
-Her fifth.

Fifth marriage.
But love finds where it falls.

Even if it falls quite a lot
for Lady Lexford.

[laughter]

[Hannah]
Uh, the Murray,

Parson and Lykvel divorce,

they all look like
they're heading to court.

The fallout from Indiana Rays
still keeping business booming.

[Maggie]
Extramarital affair website.

Client list leaked
three months ago.

-The Ahmadi appeal.
-That's still going?

[Ruth] Well, we're wrapping
it up slowly, slowly.

Mr. Ahmadi can be tricky.

And there are some clients
that just won't let one

gracefully retire.

Anything else of interest?

Possible. High-profile client.
Entertainment industry.

Wanting to review her prenup.

She's 50% of a powerful brand.
Three children.

Assets here and abroad.
A production company.

And she's under the illusion
she will share these assets.

But on reviewing her prenup,
it doesn't look like that.

It's one I would have
advised her not to sign.

Plus, it includes an NDA.

Track it.
We want more high-profile,

high-revenue cases, please.

But clearly, you've been
managing beautifully.

I must remember
to go away more often.

[all laugh]

I've missed you guys.

I think of you as my family.

And as family, I wanted to share
my good news.

Full disclosure.

Tyler's not only
a very welcome addition

to the Noble Hale Defoe team...

we're getting married.

[Ruth]
Oh.

-Congratulations.
-[Zander] Thank you.

-[hesitant applause]
-[Zander] No, no, please stop.

Congratulations.

Thank you.

That's quite a souvenir.

Is it me, or is that
totally inappropriate?

Totally inappropriate.

He has tiny feet.

Oh, post these.

Sure.

I'll talk to her.

[Maggie]
Bishop Tony?

-I thought he was tomorrow.
-I did too.

Oh, God, Hannah.
Please no.

[sighs]
I had two vodkas last night.

That's all.
And I feel like crap.

Fine.

[feedback,
instruments tuning up]

[indistinct chatter]

[cell phone rings]

-Where are you?
-Just coming in now.

Two fills, first verse,
second verse into chorus.

Bam, bam, bam, bam.

Energy, yeah?

You good?

Happy? Hey.

Okay, what have we got?

No, no, no. Silver.
Let's go with the silver.

Silver always makes her skin
pop in the light, yeah?

Babe?

Hey. Smile.

I think I'm coming down
with whatever Dexter's got.

[sighs]
Okay, let's--

let's go again.

One more, yeah?

Here we go.

-Why is she leaving?
-Whoa, whoa.

Why does our nanny
suddenly want to go?

[laughs]

Grace?

Grace, can you...

can you stand in
for my gorgeous wife, please?

-Yeah, sure.
-Thank you.

Hey...

why don't you...

why don't you go rest up.

I can see you're starting
to look a little

baggy around the eyes.

Don't forget, we got dinner
with Amazon tonight, yeah?

All right, let's go through
that opening again, yeah?

All right, here we go.

[drum sticks hitting together]

[band plays]

We bill the usual six-minute
units.

[Tyler]
These are all the partners?

[Maggie]
Yes, down to the associates.

And you are?

Junior solicitor.

Though you may not know it,

I hang somewhere between
courier and assistant.

But, hey, that's five years
out of law school for you.

Helps when you have
your name above the door.

Enough said.

So you don't order
according to revenue,

so you can clearly assess
who's bringing in what?

No.

We organize by partner.

Okay.

I'll also need
everyone's passwords.

Just for their work emails.

Congratulations.

Being in Chicago,
it raises your game.

You should try it.

I know you had your reasons
to stay in London,

but tell me you've managed
to sort them out now?

I don't need drama.

Chicago was drama.

No drama.

Good. So we're on the same page.

[Ruth] Mr. Ahmadi,
how's that racehorse?

[chuckles]

[speaking foreign language]

Oh, and thank you.
You next, buddy.

[Bishop Tony] You've left your brain behind with a pilot.

And by the time
you open your parachute,

you're hurtling down.

Towards the ground.

Standing with both feet,
ready to land.

Wow.

[laughs]
Sounds like hell.

Some might call it
a death wish.

You've been married
48 years, Tony and...

respectfully...

are you sure you want
to do this now?

Five children,
12 grandchildren.

This is not skydiving.

It's on my list.

Along with bungee jumping

from the San Francisco Bridge
and climbing Machu Picchu.

All of which
you can do, but--

I want to divorce my wife.

And God won't mind?

God is not my jailor.

To each are given free will
to decide.

I've been to Thailand
and a ladybar.

And this all proved
interesting and fine.

But now I want a divorce.
It's time.

It's number ten
on my bucket list.

And I've exhausted
the other nine.

-You love your wife.
-Yes.

Yeah, and you have
a nice life with her.

I do.

Then why do you want
to leave her now?

Because I can.

Because to do
is to dare.

I'm not unhappy.

Neither do I wake excited
about my day.

Except when I think
of divorcing my wife.

And then the possibilities
seem endless.

Haven't you wanted
to shake things up?

I mean, do you look
forward to your day?

Um, not always.

I've been married to my wife
for 48 years,

and nothing untoward
has happened.

I've risen up the ranks
of the Church,

had children
and found my way.

But over time,

life calcifies.

To expect the promises
we made to one another

several decades ago
to still feel the same.

It's a tall ask.

And your wife?

I haven't told her yet.
I will.

The most important thing
is that she's okay.

I want nothing.

I'll leave her everything.

We were, in fact,
scheduled to meet you tomorrow.

Why not give it 24 hours?
We can reconvene.

I won't change my mind.

What is faith
but a leap in the dark?

Really.

We're all so afraid.

Forty-eight years.

Forty-eight or four.

-If he's unhappy.
-[Nina] Can bishops
even divorce?

Don't they have a fundamental
sense of responsibility, duty?

God we're all screwed when
the bishops start to walk out.

[Tyler]
Nina?

Hi, is this your office?

It is.

That's a lot of floor space
for one person.

Is it me, or is he really
starting to grate?

Can you file this?

-Can't Maggie?
-She's not your assistant.

And I hear it's really
starting to grate.

What, she said that?

She said that?

Do you know,
I really don't like that man.

[Hannah] So, yes, but we don't
say he's wanker out loud.

Why can't I?

Ah, okay, quick question:

You know that picture
in Mum's hallway,

of us and the neighbors,
with Mum and Dad in the kaftan.

Mum. Not Dad.

Oh, the one where Prof Ronnie
looks like a pedophile?

Exactly, yes. You look like Mum,
and you look like Dad.

And I don't look like anyone.

Because you came
from the monkeys.

Yadda, yadda, yadda.

This conversation
is making no sense.

You should get some sleep,
because you're jet-lagged.

Or maybe you think
about this stuff

when you're having a kid,

because, um, officially
at five weeks,

the fetus is the size
of an apple seed.

Although, and close your ears if
you're queasy when I say this:

Um...

-Shit, I'm pregnant.
-No!

By nine weeks he or she,
it'll have earlobes.

[Nina]
He or she? It's a--

He or she will have
hair follicles.

[excited overlapped chatter]

[laughs]
Okay. Okay. All right.

People have babies.

It's no big deal.

Shit, I swear I've still
got Dad's ashes

under my fingernails.

[whimpers]

Okay, five seconds.
You get five seconds.

-Yes!
-Yes!

You're having a baby!

-What?
-Yes!

You're having a baby.

What's wrong with you?

[excited chatter]

Girls!

Girls!

Girls, please!

I'm trying to start my meeting.

What is going on?

[loud, excited chatter]

Oh!

[laughs]

This place has gone to pot.

[all scream]

Baby!

Your first six is always
daunting, but I'm sure
you'll find your feet.

Ah, thank you very much.

[clears throat]

So, um...

Chloe.

What brought you
to the law?

The desire to effect change.

Putting the clients first.

A belief in fairness.

A certain ethic
to the way one lives.

Okay, so that's
the law school pitch.

Let's rewind and, um...
start again.

My parents divorced
when I was five.

My mother remarried, unhappily,
when I was ten.

By the time I was 15
I was helping her fill out forms

for housing benefits to escape
a marriage she never left

because she never
found a lawyer

who could help her understand
there was a way out

from a kind of living death.

People stay in marriages
they're unhappy in.

In public they're the couple
we all know and love.

But in private
they've excused themselves.

The marriage is in a kind
of emotional and sexual limbo.

We even have
a legal term for it.

A mensa et thoro.
From table and bed.

What we do,
we help them escape.

Rowing. That's unusual.

-All-girls college.
-Yeah.

Moving on.

[school bell ringing]

Buenas noches,Professor Lopez.

Hasta luego,Olivia.

-Olivia.
-He so wants you.

[both laugh]

-Hey, Ralphie.
-Hey.

-How was your day?
-Good, thanks. And yours?

Yeah, good, thanks.

-[Ralph] Good.
-[Carrie] What did you learn?

[Ralph]
We were studying English.

[Carrie]
Ah, boring.

-Did you get much homework?
-[Ralph] No.

[Carrie]
No? Oh, look at you.

Ralph.

-Hey.
-In the car, baby.

It's fine.
I said till the end of the week.

Give me your keys. Keys.

[Tabby]
Hello, stranger.

You still up for book club
at yours this week?

Yeah, really looking
forward to it.

I'll put it on the WhatsApp.
What time, 8:00?

-Sounds good.
-Okay, see you.

You want to leave?

Why do you suddenly
want to leave?

I don't want
to do this now.

Please, Fi, just let me
get my stuff--

Stay in the car, Ralph.
In the car.

Why?

-You're upsetting the kids.
-Uh-huh.

You've been with us, what,
five years?

All of a sudden
you want to leave.

No explanation.
Not to Richie. Not to me.

-Nothing.
-Okay...

that's my door key.

Ralph has a dentist appointment
tomorrow at 6:00.

He needs another filling.
I don't know why. He just does.

Callum's at a friend's.
And Dexter last had his medi--

-Why?
-Why do you think?

You know why.

You know, Fi.

-This is my handbag.
-You gave that to me.

Oh, you liar.

You're right. You should leave.
I want you out.

Take your purse
and your skanky makeup

and get out of our lives,

because you steal.

-Fi, what--?
-You steal.

[camera shutters clicking]

[sobs]

[crying]

It's okay.
It's all right.

Mummy's okay.

Working late?

No, no.
Leave it open.

I don't want people to think--

Think what?

[laughs]

Fi Hansen? Interesting.

I saw her being
sneaked out the back way.

-Wow. This is--
-Yeah.

Circa 2005.

Oh, she won
the jungle thing.

Ah, so you do watch
those shows.

No, I have teenagers.
It's non-negotiable viewing.

Clause 8.

No longer applicable.

Actually, not enforceable
and very unethical.

Yeah, agreed.

"Fiona will make a commitment
to stay fit and active

and take care
of appearance."

Signed under duress?

Yeah, two days
before the wedding.

Well, you could argue

it refers to the maintenance
of their brand.

I don't see him
agreeing to workout.

He's a music producer.

He spends his most of his
life behind a music desk.

That first album alone.

What was that
boy band's name?

Three big guys,
one little guy.

Oh, damn.
Sounds like a postcode.

Please, please tell me
Lauren listed this

in the unreasonable behavior
particulars of your divorce?

Along with work addiction
and PlayStation at night.

You're not selling yourself
very well.

Already gone
to the highest bidder.

What?

-Beard.
-[laughs]

You looked happy with your
sisters earlier.

-Rose is having a baby.
-[gasps] Really?

Oh, mazel tov.

Well, it'll make tonight
more interesting.

I--yeah, I should be at...

Grayling was wondering
if tomorrow with that meeting--?

Can we cool it with the--
you know, the Grayling thing?

-Are you okay?
-Yeah. Just...

Don't you ever feel guilty?

No.

And neither should you.

How long have we got?

[mumbling] Average...
wait for a... Deliveroo.

[thump on glass]

And unto Mary a child was born.

[James]
Are you genetically predisposed

to just not being able
to keep a secret?

It's a medically proven fact
it's not a good idea

to shout at a woman
when she's pregnant.

-But beer's okay?
-I'm wetting the baby's head.

[James]
Rose?

Genius. Thank you.

Where's Hannah?

Late.

[♪ "In Between Days" by
The Cure plays ♪]

More plates.

[indistinct chattering]

[Nathan]
Callum, is that white wine?

Oh, shit.

[indistinct chatter]

[song fades out]

[crunching]

I'm sorry.

-Sorry.
-Ice cream?

What do you do
with your day?

Buenas noches,Mama.

Hey.

Why is your chin
all red?

Uh, chlorine.
I think it's chlorine.

-Or the menopause.
-Thank you.

[Vinnie]
You smell like polos.

[Nathan]
Who wants a drink?

[all cheer]

[James]
Oh, and this is Rose

with a Sri Lankan
water buffalo.

-[James] Interesting fact...
-Playing hooky? Ingenious.

-[phone chimes]
-[James] ...they were actually
domesticated by the Chinese.

They're amazing.
They're so strong...

-My little girl.
-Don't get too used to this.

[Rose]
Oh, this is interesting.

Someone doesn't like
the loss of attention.

[Ruth]
I hope he's going to be tall,

though that somehow
seems unlikely.

[all snicker]

[Rose]
You are a horrible person.

-Who's the boy?
-[Nathan] Friend from school.

[cell phone chimes]

[James] Thirty miles an hour,
they travel.

That's the last samosa,
you little shit.

-[laughter]
-You licked it.

That's so disgusting.

[indistinct chatter]

Do you think it's gonna be
a boy or a girl?

Oh, no, please.
No more girls.

Hey.

[laughs]

You know they say you tell
how many children you're
going to have

by the lines
on your left hand.

-What?
-See, just down the side

of your little finger.

See, I've got three.

[Rose]
None. I've got none.

-I've got five.
-[all laugh]

Well, it's definitely wrong,
Grandma.

Or else Mum
would've had four.

Unless you're planning
on having another one.

Are you not telling us
something?

[all laugh]

Thank you.

-[cell phone chimes]
-Hannah, turn it off.

Sorry.

[Rose]
I think it's going to be a boy.

Dad's last gift to me.

Is that right? I got moths
and a crematorium bill.

[doorbell rings]

I'll get it.

If that's Barbara next door,

tell her we've already
found God.

[laughter]

Sorry. Sorry.

Work thing overran.

I think you have our child.

-Yes. Yes.
-Callum?

He's somewhere inside.
Come in.

-Okay.
-Callum!

I don't think we've met.
Richie.

-Hi.
-Curse of secondary school, eh?

You know,
years of playdates.

Can't get rid of the parents.
And then...

Then it's six months
of dump and drive,

and you hardly meet anyone.

-Fi.
-Hannah.

You get to dump and drive?

We're under strictest orders
to stay 200 yards away.

-Nathan.
-Richie.

-I think I've met your nanny.
-Oh, yeah,

who we've just fired.

-Oh.
-Mmm, stole a handbag.

-Mm.
-[Nathan] Oh, no. Unlucky.

-[Richie] Hey, buster.
-[Callum] Hey, Dad.

-[Richie] Got all your stuff?
-[Callum] Yeah, just give me
a second.

It just morphs and grows.
I try to tame it, but--

[Richie]
Okay, come on. Hey, look lively.

-Let's go.
-[Callum] Yes, Dad.

He's hangry.
Being in the studio all day.

-Poor love.
-Yeah, well,

we've got to go home,
get changed,

go back out again.

And they say there's going
to be dinner,

and you get there,
it's a couple of rank canapés.

This one, I think,
is coming down with something.

Oh, it's doing the rounds.

Mm.

-You an arsenal fan?
-Fully paid-up member.

[Richie]
Private box, mate.

Yeah, you should bring, um...

-Vinnie.
-...to the next game.

Seriously, it'd be lovely
to have you there.

Wow. Great. Great.
Thank you. Thank you.

-Come, buddy boy.
-Well, thank you for having me.

-Yeah.
-[Richie] Nice to meet you guys.

-I'll see you out.
-[door opens]

[Richie] Pick it up, mate,
come on. It's late.

Can we just forget today?

I blame Tabby.
Bloody shots.

Next thing,
I'm meeting a divorce lawyer.

Family law.
I'm actually a...

People call us that, but...

You left your paperwork.

Oh, no, don't give it to me now.

It's fine.

I'll get it couriered
to your house tomorrow.

[Richie]
Fi? Fi!

Or, if you prefer,
I have a window first thing.

There's a couple of points that
might be worth talking about.

Sleep on it.

If you're coming down
with a cold,

your head might be clearer
in the morning.

We're reading that
in book club.

Oh yeah, um...

Jack Brodeur, a guilty pleasure.

[laughs]
Okay. Night.

[Richie]
Thank you!

[car door closes]

That was...

Weird.

[car driving away]

[Nina]
Mother of God. Thank you.

I have a feeling this is going
to be at my expense.

So I was going through
all the old shit in my bedroom,

and I found
these little gems.

Let me take you
through the many moods

of Ruth Alice...

-Wow.
-Why thank you.

-[Rose] ...Defoe.
-[Nathan] Oh! Oh, wow.

That is a mullet worthy
of Kevin Keegan.

-Who's Kevin Keegan?
-Oh, I despair.

-Dad had an earring?
-Yes, he did.

Yeah, you're right, Prof Ronnie
doeslook like a pedophile.

[Rose]
With a touch of Fred West.

-No, I loved Prof Ronnie.
-Yeah, he was a very nice man.

Where's my glasses?
I never have my glasses.

We used to be quite friendly
with him and his wife for a bit.

Better you were.
He's wearing Speedos.

It was summer.

One would almost say
dental floss.

That's the problem
with your generation.

You're all so prurient.

Look, we should make a bonfire.

[all]
No!

[Nina]
Why are all the photos of Dad

always with Hannah or Rose?

There's not a single one
with just him with me?

-Yes, there is.
-No. Look, there's you.

And there's Mum.

Even bloody Maya.

[glass clanking]

Sorry. Sorry.

Rose wanted me
to say something.

Now that you all know

that indeed,
we are with child...

[all]
Yes!

I'd like to put to rest
the concerns

about my procreation ability.

[laughs]

Thank you, Nina.

And enjoy what we do best.

[chortles]

Being a family.

[Rose]
Getting a little moist there?

[all laugh]

[all]
Yes.

And to second that,
I would like to personally say

bon voyageto a shitty,
shitty few months.

Because I, for one,
am very grateful I'm still here.

There is nowhere else
I'd rather be.

You're going to get really fat.

-Oh...
-[all chuckle]

Yeah.

[James]
Thank you, Nina.

[Richie]
They seem nice.

What does she do?

[Fi]
Lawyer. Family lawyer.

Hangry?

[laughs]

Hey, don't ever...

patronize me in front of people
like that again, yeah?

Hmm?

[both sigh]

Are they running it?

Well, they've gone
with the handbag line, at least.

See? I told you
I'd sort it.

Thank you.

Don't I always?

What if she goes
to the press?

And says what?

[cell phone vibrates]

Oh.

Ali, yeah.
Yeah, just seen it.

Ha! No, she's fine.

No, just make sure it's shut
down by the morning.

No, they always do this.

They crank up the heat

when they know you've got
a show going out.

Yeah, I know.

[car door closes]

Well, it's your job
to stay on top of it, Ali.

I'll do my part.

[laughs]
What could go wrong?

Did you know that Richie
scored four times

in the Children in Need
World Cup?

You show business whore.

I may maintain a healthy
interest in celebrity culture

from a socio-anthropological
point of view,

but to not would mean
we miss gems like this.

Fi Hansen came to see me
this morning.

Oh, bang go those tickets.

No, it was just advice.
Nothing more yet.

Dad?

My allowance?

Ah, yes, we have considered
your application,

and...

[door closes]

-What did I do wrong?
-Nothing.

And her allowance is fine.

Stop trying so hard.

Stop trying to make
everything okay.

Like tonight.

You don't need to make it
sound better.

You can't make it better.

[sighs]

You ever going to be able
to forgive me?

I'm working on it.

I'm thatHannah Stern.

And when people
hear my name

or talk amongst
their friends,

that's what they say.

Do you know how
humiliating that is?

[sighs]

[sighs]
God...

[glass clinks]

[TV plays quietly, indistinct]

[cell phone chimes]

[no audio]

Thanks.

The meeting with
Mr. Grayling's back in.

You want me to confirm
it in the diary?

Already done.

She's here, by the way.

Haven't got long. Got to be at
the studio in less than an hour.

Okay.

Look, I've marked it up.

No obligation.

But if I was to give
any advice,

I would change the terms of your
prenup by signing a postnup.

I find this document
disturbing,

not least because
whoever did advise you

let you sign a suffocating NDA.
Now there are--

She didn't steal a handbag.

She slept with my husband.

I'm so embarrassed.

Don't be.

I'm thatHannah Stern.

All right,
it wasn't a nanny.

But he did sleep with her
four times.

[laughs]

I'm sorry.

First time it was with my PA.

Nice girl.
From Cardiff.

Second time, an actress.

Never screw an actress.

But again,
he shut it down.

Then after that,
I think I just stopped looking.

Gets easier the more
you ignore it.

Only this time,
the kids really loved her.

Love her.

So how do I get out?

He mustn't find out.

There are things
that we can do.

Things we can put in place

to set the process
in motion.

You start by writing it
all down.

Give it a title.

Now, I'm old school.
I prefer a notebook.

But there are those that keep it
on their phone.

A list.

Every woman should have one.
Give it a title.

Birthday list,
"things to do," "Ocado."

Whatever you like.

A record of his
unreasonable behavior.

Anything you feel
uncomfortable with,

anything you don't like,

that we can prepare carefully
in order to minimize

the impact on you
and the children.

Are you scared of him?

I love this place.

You brought me here.

-Mm.
-I was 19

and wet behind the ears,
and you took me in.

Three months in the post room
and on my last day,

you brought me here and said,

"Don't give up the day job."

[chuckles]
Thank God you didn't listen.

And now that's exactly
what you're asking of me.

-Why don't you teach?
-Mm!

And before you say no,

you're too brilliant
to go to waste.

-If you need any contacts--
-Thank you, Zander.

Very gracefully done.
But I'm fine.

I have one or two of my own

I'm sure I can call upon.

[chuckles]

Being engaged suits you.

And on that note...

I may need a favor
from you.

I've asked Christie to join us.

I thought you'd make
the dream team,

for my prenup.

[Woman]
Excuse me.

I wonder if you could
help me.

I've been waiting,

but the young lady said...

I'm Bishop Tony's wife.

Ah. Oh, um...

of course.

Won't you take a seat?

I... I found that

there's a meeting
in his diary for today.

And I tried to call,
but I didn't know what to say.

I presumed it was
a church thing,

but it's family law.

Mrs. Venwell--

I found his list.

Well, I've humored
his adventures,

but it's number ten.

It's number ten.

"Leave Amanda."

We've known one another
since we were children.

I thought we were happy.

He was shaving,

and then I just found
him on the floor

with his stupid list.

He's dead.

I'm so sorry.

Number ten:

"Leave Amanda."

Was he planning to?

I'm afraid we can't
discuss that.

It's client confidentiality.

Everything.
"Leave Amanda everything."

We're family lawyers.

It was a probate matter.

That's what I thought. Yes.

Thank you.

That's what I thought.

[sobbing]
I'm sorry.

[Hannah] Maggie, sorry,
would you mind getting
Mrs. Venwell a cup of tea?

[Maggie] Sure.

What are you doing?

What?

We all have lists, Nina.

Things we want to do.
Things we fantasize about.

But we don't just
drop them on people.

We-we-we take time,
we consider,

we think about
the consequences.

We prepare to minimize
the heartbreak.

It's called calculated risk.

Or lying.

[pen clatters]

[sniffles]

[sighs]

All right, I don't care
if you like it or not,

but it's spag bol for tea.

Hello?

[children chatter indistinctly]

-[Tilly] Auntie Rose!
-Coming.

[indistinct shouting]

-[Tilly] Rose?
-In a minute, in a minute.

I'll be there in a minute.

[sniffling and sighing]

♪ I listen

♪ To you

♪ Like an old friend

Oh, God.

[sniffles and sighs]

[toilet flushes]

♪ Like an old friend

♪ How did we come here?

[groans and coughs]

♪ Game we play

♪ From out of the blue

[sighs]

Oh, shit.

[Hannah]
Hey, love.

I might be late.
I need a swim.

I'm going to head
to the gym.

Rose has dropped by
and she's feeding everyone.

She can stay until Liv gets back
from piano,

so don't hurry
if you're stuck at work.

Okay, bye.

[Hannah, on recording]
Hey, love.

I might be late.
I need a swim.

I'm going to head
to the gym.

Dónde está mamá?

Esta en la piscina.

Your accent is terrible.

♪ Out of the blue here

♪ Oh, don't overthink
The craziness ♪

♪ It's all down

[kids laugh]

♪ So hold me now

♪ And kiss me
Like it's the first time ♪

♪ Don't make a sound

♪ Be shy like it's
The first time ♪

♪ How did we come here?