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of a sexual nature

How does it feel to be the youngest
judge to hold this post?

I feel extraordinarily honoured.
It's a very great privilege

to have been chosen to serve as Lord
Chief Justice of Northern Ireland.

I'd like to thank my colleagues
on the bench and at the bar

for their support and I fully intend
to repay their faith in me.

I would also like to take
this opportunity to thank my wife,

Olivia, for her support.

She has been a great
source of strength to me,

both personally and professionally.

Without her,
I would not be where I am today.

Sir Malcolm... Sir Malcolm...

REPORTERS CLAMOUR

My Lord, if my client was a woman,
we would not be having this debate.

Please, my Lord, this has
nothing to do with whether

the defendant is male or female.

Continue, Mr Simms.

Mr McAuley, it says here

that your contribution
to the household budget

over the last three years has been
less than 10% of your wife's.

Yes, but I was unemployed
for most of that time, so...

Yet you were happy to allow
your wife to go out to work

while you enjoyed the benefit.

My Lord, please.

This has everything to do
with the fact that

my client is a man who has
chosen to stay at home

and perform a function
normally associated with a woman.

My Lord, can I finish my point?

Not today.

I'm going to adjourn this
until the 7th.

He's pushing to settle.

Darling, I'm so sorry.

Normally I wouldn't mind being late

but they've asked me to make
the keynote speech tonight.

And there'll be a few members of
the bar selection committee there.

The McAuley case was adjourned.

Quelle surprise.

Was old Gerry behaving himself?

I think we scared him a little.

He wants us to settle.

No doubt.

Last thing he needs is
any controversy at this stage.

How was your interview?

Pretty rigorous.

I haven't felt this nervous
since I was a junior counsel.

First rule of being Lord Chief,
never let them see you sweat.

So?

You look absolutely stunning,

as always.

Here. Damn thing.

CROWD LAUGHS

Sadly, charity isn't something
normally associated with lawyers.

LAUGHTER

But it has been my experience
in over 30 years at the bar

and the bench that we lawyers
are a generous bunch.

I'm proud to have been associated
with the bar charity...

Good evening, Miss Harley.

Might I say you're looking radiant?

Mr Justice Hayes
is a very lucky man.

Hello, Gavin.

Olivia, darling, we really need
to talk about the McAuley case.

Now?

Yeah. Let me top up your drink.

Gavin, I'm off duty.

Let's arrange a meeting
and discuss it when you're not...

Not what?

Not distracted.

I see old Gerry's here.

Quick settlement would be
in everybody's interests.

Everybody apart from my client.

APPLAUSE

Maybe your hubby
should be more careful

how he chooses his golf partners.

Just saying.

What's that supposed to mean?

Brian Shanks - really?

It's only a matter of time before

his whole business empire
comes tumbling down.

Gavin, why don't you go home
before you make a fool of yourself?

I'll see you in court.

MUFFLED CONVERSATION

So I arrived at the hotel
with no luggage,

had to borrow a wig and gown, then
race like a lunatic to the court

with my arguments handwritten
on a stack of hotel notepaper

and wearing a wig
that was two sizes too small.

My lord was not best pleased,
I can tell you.

I mean, I was sweating
and completely out of sorts,

and at the end they adjourned
the bloody case
until the following day.

LAUGHTER

Darling, I'm tired.
I'd like to go home.

OK, well,
I'll get away as soon as I can.

WHISPERING: Wait up for me.
Well done. Thank you.

And did you win?

No, to make matters worse,
I didn't win.

I think the judge had taken against
me, decided I was a ne'er-do-well.

PHONE BEEPS

Shit.

Oh, is there a payphone
that I can use?

Payphone?

Yeah, to call a taxi.

Do you want to just use mine?

Thanks. My battery's dead.

Mine's fully charged.

Thank you.

Oh, my God. I'm so sorry.

Sorry. It's fine.

Is it broken? No.

I'll just order you one.

Thanks. I appreciate that.

Where are you going?

Um... South Belfast.

Blackstaff Manor.

And the name?

Olivia.

TYPING

OK, your taxi's on its way.

Thank you. Again.

Goodnight. Olivia.

CAR DOOR CLOSES

WHISPERS: Darling.

Hi. I hear his speech
went down a storm last night.

Yeah, and the word on the street

says he's going to be
the next Lord Chief Justice.

Well, I hope so. He deserves it.

And it'll be easier then,
you know, on the two of you.

Of course.

Once he's made it, things will...
I'm sure they'll...

Of course they will.

And I absolutely insist
that you take the beach house.

A long dirty weekend
is what you both need.

Are you two not...?

No, no, we are.

We just haven't.

There's only one proper way
to let off tension.

OK, OK, I hear you.

Bring me up to speed.

OK, his name is Gareth Fleming,
18, final year at Wilson House.

His mother died three years ago.
His father had a stroke at Christmas

and he's been caring for him at home
and working nights.

His father's an old family friend.

When his mother died
it was difficult, but now this.

He's a promising student,
he's good at sports,

but Wilson are threatening to
suspend him if his fees aren't paid.

Why do you need me?

Insurance company's
contesting the claim.

I want to make a plea
to have interim funds released

to pay for the carers' bills
and the school fees.

I thought we'd meet here.
Courts are so intimidating.

There he is. Hi, Gareth.

Hey.

Good to see you.

This is Olivia Harley,
the barrister I told you about.

Olivia specialises in family law.

Hello, Olivia.

Hello, Gareth.

How's your dad?

He's OK.

And the carers,
are they working out?

They're great.

I've given Olivia
the details of your case.

Do you know what, Kaye?
I can take it from here.

You sure? You go on.

Great, thanks.

Give my love to your dad. I will.

What are you reading?

Bronte.

Which one?

Wuthering Heights.

To be honest,
I always preferred Jane Eyre.

So did you get home OK last night?

Yes, I did.

Thank you very much for your help.

No probs.

OK, good, so I'm here to see that
you get the help that you need.

From what Kaye has told me,
your dad's insurance company

is contesting his claim
for compensation.

Yeah.

This is very common
but in my experience,

the assertion is on
very weak grounds.

Now, because you're 18
you'll have to make decisions

and instruct us on how to proceed.

OK. OK.

So now, if we can please
discuss the correspondence

that you've had with them
up until this date?

You might not remember all of it...
I have it all saved on my phone.

Oh. Great.

Here is my e-mail.

You can just forward them to that.

SHE WRITES

Do you like being a lawyer?

Uh...

Yes. I do.

What is it you like about it?

Well, I like helping people.

People like you.

Now, if you could just
look at this form for me

and just estimate
any costs that you've incurred

since your dad's illness -

mortgage payments,
utility bills, school fees...

Did you always want to be one?

A lawyer.

No.

What did you want to be
when you were at school?

I guess I...

I wanted to be a writer.

Oh, a romantic novelist.

Emily Bronte, maybe. Yes, maybe.

So then why did you become a lawyer?

Because my father was one.

So it was expected of you?

Yeah, I suppose it was.

And do you always do
what you're told?

Excuse me?

Sorry.

Just trying to be smart.

Need you to sign this for me.

Give me permission to
act on your behalf.

Well, it was nice
meeting you, Gareth.

Again.

I think I have
all the information I need.

Will I see you again?

I'll talk to Kaye,
we'll go over your case

and we'll schedule
another consultation.

When?

Probably end of next week.

OK, well, thanks for your help.

Bye, Gareth.

MUSIC: Dreams Today by Efterklang

RADIO PLAYS

I'm in the High Court today.

Fancy lunch?

I could pop up to your chambers.

Oh, God, I'm afraid
I'm having lunch at Vico's.

God, I haven't been there in ages.

With Barney Featherstone.

Oh, God, no, not Barney.

Yes. He has some influence
with the selection committee

at the Bar Council.

You'll be hitting the wine, then?

Correct.

One must numb the pain
of having to listen

to Barney's endless chatter.

You know, I've got this golf weekend
with Brian and Simon.

It's not until tomorrow,
though, right?

Yes, but they're insisting
that we go down this evening

so we can get an early tee-off time.

It's all part of the Chief Justice
campaign, I suppose.

It is.

Why else do you think
I took up the blasted game?

Bye, love. Bye.

COACH SHOUTS INSTRUCTIONS

It's a difficult situation for us.

We appreciate Fleming's
circumstances are regrettable,

but we're a private school, and
his fees are two terms in arrears.

Gareth is a schoolboy,
a vulnerable schoolboy.

Does Wilson House not have
a duty of care to its students?

I'm sure there are state schools
that would be happy to let

young Fleming finish his coursework
and sit the exams.

He'll get an excellent reference
from me.

What he needs is stability
and reassurance.

Forcing him to move schools
will be very damaging.

I'm sorry, Miss Harley,

but the board of governors has
reviewed Fleming's case and...

I don't know how the board
of governors came to their view.

But I do know how
a court might view it.

A vulnerable teenager,
supporting a sick parent,

abandoned by a wealthy,
elite fee-paying school...

And then there's how
the media might view it.

Sounds like a good story to me.

He said they'd chosen Belfast

because of
the high-quality graduates

coming out of the local
schools and colleges.

The European Fisheries Minister...

INTERCOM BEEPS

Hello, Miss Harley?

Hi, Wendy. One of these is
addressed to Malcolm.

Oh, I'm sorry, Miss Harley.

Just leave it in your outbox and
I'll drop it up to him in chambers.

Thanks, Wendy.

PHONE RINGS

Kaye.

Liv, hi. Look, this is me.

Sorry, but I need a favour.
It's Gareth Fleming's dad.

He's been admitted to hospital.

Can you help me out
and bring Gareth home?

Gareth.

Hi.

I'm sorry.

I didn't recognise you.

Kaye asked me to pop in and
see if there's anything could do.

Thanks.

He had a minor stroke but the doctor
says he's going to be fine.

How about you?

I'll be all right.

Can I give you a lift home?

Sure, that'd be great.

Night, Dad.

Are you hungry?

There's a casserole in the oven.
There's enough for two.

Thanks, Gareth,
but I have to get back.

Yeah, OK, I get it.

You won't risk
getting food poisoning.

I have to say your lack of belief

could really crush
a young man's confidence.

I am quite hungry.

Good. Let's go.

Wine? Yeah.

Thanks.

Cheers.

It's not bad.

Well, you need a good wine
to make a good sauce.

The cheap stuff just doesn't cut it.

I'm impressed. It's really good.

Thanks.

Don't look so surprised.

Mm-mm.

I've got the car, remember.

Great - more for me.

So, where do you want to be
in ten years?

Can I be honest? That's the kind
of question a grown-up asks a child.

But I'm not a child.

You're a pain.

OK, so to answer your question,
Mrs Harley,

I have absolutely no clue
where I'll be in ten years' time.

You must have some idea
what it is you want to...

No, no idea.

Anything could happen.
Why limit myself?

You shouldn't.

Like I remember reading somewhere,
the secret to success in life

is to eat what you like and
let the food fight it out inside.

And if you feel sick?

Well, fuck it, then feel sick.

Absolutely.

Don't be afraid, that's the point.

I mean, if we all did what
made us happy, then the world
would be a much better place.

No, if we all did what made us
happy, the world wouldn't function.

It doesn't function now.

So why not do what we want to do?

Because everyone wants
different things.

That's why there are systems
in place, systems like the law.

The system's bullshit.

I know it may look like that, but
without restrictions in place...

Why play the game if it's rigged?

Because we live in a society
and there are rules to follow.

Why? Because we have a duty,
Gareth, to society. Everyone does.

I think you're probably right.

I really am a pain.

LAUGHS: You really are.

MUSIC PLAYS QUIETLY

THEY LAUGH

Oh, no, thanks.

I feel a bit sick, actually.

Really? Yeah. I think maybe...

Maybe I have some food poisoning.

Shut up!

MUSIC: Will You by Hazel O'Connor

Oh, this song.

Oh... I love this.

Do you remember this song?

# Stay now, stay now... #

I really don't.

Oh, of course you don't. Oh!

This is my favourite.

# I move a little closer to you

# Not knowing quite what to do

# And I'm feeling
all fingers and thumbs

# I spill my tea

# Oh, silly me... #

I really have to go, Gareth.

You don't have to.

Uh... Thank you for dinner.

I'm...

# Stay now, stay now... #

I'm so sorry about your dad.

DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES

Miss Harley?

I've collated the files
into chronological order.

Oh, yes. Thanks, Ciara.

Oh, Ciara, you worked on
the Wilson Square case, didn't you?

Yes, I acted for
a couple of the tenants.

Small stuff. They settled.

I'm researching it
for another tenant.

A client. It's a pro bono case.

Could you get me
the details of the defendant?

I might have to draft a writ.

OK, no problem.
I'll see if I can dig them out.

Thanks, Ciara.

You should have seen their faces.
It was priceless.

All the money had rolled over
to the last hole

but I managed to yip the ball

30 feet downhill
straight into the hole.

Complete fluke.

Almost made up for
the last few years

of having to play the bloody game.

And how was your weekend?

Oh, you know, same old.

Went to the gym.

Oh, I almost forgot.
Now, I know it's not your thing

but Brian Shanks invited us to
Ravenhill for the rugby on Friday.

And you said yes?

Christ, Malcolm, you know
I can't stand that man -

or his Russian wife.

Sorry.
I should have asked you first.

You know, I've been
thinking about Kaye's offer to
stay in her beach house.

Why don't we go next weekend?
Just the two of us.

Are you sure you can
take the time away?

Well, I'll just make the time.

You know, long walks
and cosy fires and...

It'd be good - for both of us.

It would be good.

PHONE RINGS

What am I doing?

What am I doing?

I wanted to speak to you
about Gareth.

Well, here, listen, well done.

Whatever you said to the headmaster
at Wilson must have scared the shite

out of him, because they've offered
Gareth a sports scholarship.

That's great. Yeah.

But I just don't think I have
the time to dedicate to his case.

Oh, no, he'll be so disappointed.
He's very taken with you.

I'm sorry, Kaye.
Never stops talking about you.

Yes, well,
he's a very impressive young man

and he certainly has
a lot to say for himself.

Did you have a good talk
at the hospital? We did, we did,

and, actually, I drove him home.

And he invited me in for
something to eat and I went in,

and he ended up having
quite a bit to drink, and...

Did something happen?

Oh, God, no, no.

I just...I think it would be wiser
for him if he got another counsel.

OK.

You get it, right?

He's a good kid. I just have
a lot going on right now.

No, I get it.

And actually, Malcolm suggested
that we take up your offer

for the beach house next weekend.
Ah, well. There you go.

MUFFLED CHEERING

INDISTINCT MALE VOICES

£400,000?

CHEERING GETS LOUDER

CHEERING

Olivia.

SHE EXHALES

I have to get back.

I need to see you. Properly.
I can't.

Yes, you can. I have to... You can.

Malcolm, this is Gareth Fleming.

He's one of Kaye's clients.
I'm working on his case.

Gareth, this is my husband, Malcolm.

Pleasure to meet you, Gareth.
And you, sir.

You go to Wilson?

Yes, sir, I do.
It's an excellent school.

I think we'd better be getting back.

I don't want to appear rude.

Pleasure to meet you, Gareth.

You too, sir.

POP MUSIC PLAYS ON RADIO

MUSIC: Will You
by Hazel O'Connor

# Something you've been waiting for

# Waiting for too?

# Take off your eyes

# Bare your soul

# Gather me to you and make me whole

# Tell me your secrets... #

Do you know what we're going to do
when we get to the beach house?

We're going to switch
off all devices, we're going to sit

out the back, and we're
going to do nothing.

Just listen to the sound of the sea.

# Stay now, stay now, stay now... #

You all right?

Yeah, of course.

PHONE RINGS

Come on. Get it.

PHONE RINGS

Brian.

Yes.

What?

When did this happen?

INDISTINCT

DOOR SHUTS

SHE SIGHS

I tracked down that file
on the Wilson Square case.

I'm waiting for it to be delivered,
but basically, the property is owned

through a trust based
on the Isle of Man.

I'll leave it on your desk
as soon as it arrives.

Thanks, Ciara.

..Kestrel Holdings.
Well, our reporter Aideen Hand

is outside the High Court with more.

Thanks, Catherine.

Police fraud squad officers
are currently questioning

property developer Brian Shanks,
concerning irregularities

in a multi-million-pound
land deal from 2001.

It has been revealed
that Sir Malcolm Hayes,

a prominent High Court judge
and friend of Mr Shanks...
Oh, for fuck's sake.

..was chair of the Lands Tribunal
Committee at the time.
PHONE VIBRATES

Sir Malcolm is one of the nominees
for the Lord Chief Justice

appointment due to be announced
next week. However, I am told

that the Bar Council
will postpone that decision...

I'll see you there.

Malcolm. Yeah, I have to go.

Yeah, later.

These bastards are
having a field day.

It'll all have blown over
by the time we get back.

What?

This weekend.

HE SIGHS

Look, I'm sorry,
there's something I have to do.

What?

I'll explain when I get back.

It's not true, is it?

Of course it isn't true.

Of course I'd have declared
a fucking interest.

OK, sorry, then
tell me where you're going.

We'll talk when I get back tomorrow.

No. Let me come with you.

Malcolm.

Look, love, I'm not at fault here

but I'm the only one who can
clear this mess up, so please,

just trust me. Just let me help you.

Well, you could help me pack.

Don't dismiss me like that!

I need to protect us.

Us?

This isn't about us.

This is about you.

I have done nothing but support you
and play the role of devoted wife

and all that bullshit
but there is a limit!

What about me? What about my career?

Or do you think
I'm such a lucky little lady

to be allowed to bask
in your reflected glory?

The great Sir Malcolm. Look, my
whole fucking career is on the line!

I thought you understood what it
took for somebody like me

to get to where I am today.
We've all had to work hard, Malcolm.

Well, some of us didn't
have daddy helping us along.

Fuck you.

Please, Malcolm, can we just
be honest with each other?

You are not going anywhere until
we sit down and talk about this.

You're not the one whose
reputation is on the line.

I'm married to you! That's right,
we are married, aren't we?

I'd kind of forgotten.

Well, that's obvious.

We've been like strangers who
share a bed and nothing else.

Because you close yourself
off from me.

And you show zero interest
in fucking me!

DOOR SLAMS

MUSIC: Weightless
by Rokkurro

# This is how you love me when
all the love that you had is gone

# This is how you love me when all
the love that you had is gone... #

PHONE RINGS

Paul, did you find the names of the
trustees of Golden Kestrel Holdings?

That's great. Thanks, Paul,
I really appreciate that.

DOORBELL RINGS

Gareth, what are you doing here?

Why did you stop being my counsel?

Why did you drop me?

Can we talk about this on Monday?
I'll call you on Monday.

Please, Olivia, I have to see you.

Please.

Let me in.

SHE SIGHS

BIRDSONG

TEXT MESSAGE TONE

You hungry?

I'll make you some breakfast.

No. Um...

I think you should go.

We shouldn't have done this.

Why not? Last night was amazing.

Yeah, it was.

God, it really was,

but it was wrong. I can't...

Gareth, don't.

Oh, God, this is crazy.

I'm your lawyer.

You were my lawyer.

PHONE VIBRATES

Kaye?

No, it's...

He's with me.

Look, I'll explain when I see you...

OK.

OK, we'll be there.

Your dad's taken a turn
but he's all right.

We should go.

Liv, what's going on?

Nothing.

He just called over to see why
I wasn't representing him any more.

Christ, tell me you haven't...

Liv, he's 18. I know.

I just, I haven't...

Is that so?

What about him?

It's over, he knows that.

Can you hear yourself?

Christ!

And was it worth it, huh?

Jeopardising your career,
the name you've made for yourself,

and for what?

Attention from an 18-year-old
who doesn't know any better.

What about Malcolm?

I'll explain everything. No.

No, you don't get to ease
your guilty conscience.

That won't do anyone any good.

Least of all Malcolm.

Look, just stay away from him, OK?

This cannot happen again.

Kaye. I just need to talk to you.

Two minutes, please.

What you did was unforgivable.

I know it was, but it happened.

Kaye, please, I need your help.

What?

I think Malcolm is lying to me.

About what?

How well do you know his ex-wife?

Julia? Yeah, yeah,
how well do you know her?

My firm represented her
in their divorce.

And?

They hated each other.
It was acrimonious but they settled.

They settled?

Yeah.

So she didn't have
to declare any assets?

No. Clever woman.

Liv, what's going on?

I can't help you
if you won't talk to me.

You need to get yourself sorted out.

To say thank you.

For your support, for everything.

I'm sorry for what I said.

I know and appreciate
everything you've done for me.

And from now on,
we concentrate on you,

on your career.

I promise you.

MUSIC: Tears in the Typing Pool
by Broadcast

# Succumb to the line

# The finishing time

# The long distance runner
has stopped on the corner

# But I won't give up

# Although I've stopped too

# Before the end of me and you

# The patchwork explains... #

PHONE VIBRATES

# The land is unchanged... #

RADIO: The announcement
is expected today

on the appointment of the next Lord
Chief Justice of Northern Ireland.

The two favourites for the position,

Sir Gerry Maxwell
and Sir Malcolm Hayes,

have both expressed confidence
in the vote...

The announcement is due at noon.

I'll be there.

I'd better go.

Why don't we have dinner tonight?
Just the two of us.

I'll cook.

Good luck.

Thank you.

CAR DRIVES AWAY

DOOR CLOSES

Malcolm?

Gareth.

How did you get in here?

I'm really sorry,
but I needed to see you.

Please don't do this.

Don't treat me like this.

Please, Olivia. I'm so sorry.

The last thing I want to do
is hurt you. We can be together.

I'm married.

I love my husband.

No, you don't.

You don't.

It was...

It was one night, Gareth.

I love you.

I can't... I can't do this. OK?

If I mean anything to you at all,

you will go, OK?

Stop. Stop.

Look...

It was just sex, OK?

I'm sorry.

I'm not.

You need to leave him.

You're a stupid little boy

that needs to go home and
forget all about me. OK?

I'd do anything for you. OK...

You know that,
you need to understand that.

You need to leave, OK?

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

Please.

Please, I can't do this.

Please leave my house. I can't.

DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES

Look, it was just sex, OK?

I'm sorry.

I'm not.

# Don't let me show cruelty

# Though I may make mistakes

# Don't let me show ugliness

# Though I know I can hate

# And don't let me show evil

# Though it might be all I do

# Show me love, show me love

# Show me love... #

REPORTERS CLAMOUR

Sir Malcolm, how does it feel

to be the youngest judge
to hold this post?

I feel extraordinarily honoured.

It's a very great privilege
to have been chosen to serve

as Lord Chief Justice
of Northern Ireland.

I'd like to thank my colleagues
on the bench and at the bar

for their support, and I fully
intend to repay their faith in me.

I would also like to take
this opportunity to thank my wife,

Olivia, for her support.

She has been a great source
of strength to me

both personally and professionally.

Without her, I would not
be where I am today.

Sir Malcolm! Sir Malcolm!

Your integrity has been
called into question.

Do you believe you're the best
person to hold office?

Well, that has been investigated
and those allegations have

been shown to have no basis,
so, yes...

VOICE FADES OUT

# Show me love

# Show me love

# Show me love. #