[music playing]
Wagons roll.
TOM FRANKLIN: You're wasting my money and my time, Christian.
I cannot afford either.
Next.
SECRETARY (ON PHONE): Mr. Warner, sir.
The detective.
TOM FRANKLIN: Yes.
Warner, what news of Love?
DETECTIVE WARNER (ON PHONE): Young Doug
seems to spend his days mooning around this streets of London,
looking dispossessed and friendless.
Looking for a job, no doubt.
TOM FRANKLIN: Where is he now?
DETECTIVE WARNER (ON PHONE): Ah, I can't be completely specific.
What about the membership list of my casinos?
Are you equipped to be specific about who stole them?
Not much joy, I'm afraid.
I've been watching a handful of the bigger players on my list,
nobody's come near them with an invite to play somewhere else.
Not that I've actually seen, that is.
And the girl, Anna?
Is she someone you have actually seen?
Alas, no joy at all there.
At this juncture in James Bond films,
the megalomaniac tycoon declares, regrettably, you
have failed me, pulls a lever, and the hapless victim
tumbles through a trap door to be devoured by barracudas.
Sir?
Goodbye, Warner.
How the hell am I supposed to run a business on the money
I get from the enterprise allowance?
Do you know what the interest rates are like in this country?
Zero.
You're a forger.
They've cut off my bloody phone.
That's what they're like.
Ah.
I've been trying to get you.
What a shambles.
I'm looking for Dex, Cyril.
So am I.
ANNA: Oh, shit.
I was banking on you.
I've been looking for him all week.
Remember this?
I badly need him to think up something else like that,
that I can use, or I'm going to go under.
If I see him, I'll tell him.
Opening night tonight at Winterly.
If you come, don't bother to bring your own chips.
If a scam works once, it'll work twice.
Winterly.
And better times.
Oh, darling.
- Thank you so much. - [inaudible]
Cheers.
Thanks [inaudible].
DUDLEY: What does better times mean, PIERS?
Fairer distribution of wealth in the community?
That's the plan.
And you're going to see to it, are you?
I'm going to try, yeah.
You couldn't distribute your own piss on a force ten gale,
matey.
Have it your own way, Dudley.
I can't.
Can I?
Don't turn your back on me, son.
I can't.
Because chinless pricks like you led the money round
here right from the start.
Yeah, bloody loaded.
Help yourself.
He's taking us all back on for God's sake.
What else can he do?
What are you, Eric?
You're a cowman.
Look at you, in your bow tie and your black trousers.
Look at your hands?
Bloody [inaudible] slabs of meat, cow
slop under your nails.
Think you're going to hack it as a waiter in this Casino,
do you? - I can try.
It's better than not working.
Is it?
Where's your pride, Eric?
Waiting for me to come home with a wage packet.
Where's yours?
You make me want to chuck, the lot of you.
He's had too much to drink.
On the contrary, I didn't think he's had enough.
See you tonight.
You seem to have spilt your drink, mother.
I want everything out of that company by eight o'clock.
Why?
Because losing millions of dollars disagrees with me.
That's why.
Gentlemen, you look splendid.
Good fit?
Oh, um, perfect.
Yes.
Very generous of you, Mr. Franklin.
Oh, indeed.
Your fellow, Warner, has he unearthed anything
interesting about his lordship?
No, Ward has all the appetite of a healthy man.
Sadly, these are not criminal.
Yes.
Then we have another proposal.
The results of the genetic fingerprint are due tomorrow.
One must reasonably expect that the tests will
corroborate Ward's paternity.
Therefore?
We think it may be time to negotiate
a favorable settlement.
He is a peer of the realm, after all.
And judges do tend to close ranks with such contestants.
[knock]
What?
I said what, Randall.
Not come in.
Who is this person?
Cyril [inaudible], sir.
I noticed he didn't bring any money with him into the Casino.
Turns out he brought 10,000 pounds worth of forged plaques.
I had him searched on the way out.
I thought he looked a bit shifty
You thought I looked a bit black.
Mr. Campble, take a seat.
Thank you, gentlemen.
Let's have a little talk.
What's going to happen to me?
That's up to you, Cyril.
May I call you Cyril?
Please, do.
You're in a great deal of trouble, Cyril.
I could have you arrested, if I choose.
Or punished by other means.
How much did you win tonight with these forgeries?
$4,000.
Oh.
Answer these questions to my satisfaction, you can keep it.
Oh, I don't mean to alarm you.
You can't go to prison if you prefer.
Have you ever been to prison?
Which one?
[inaudible] Greene.
How interesting.
Were you recently a guest at this establishment?
I got out a couple of months ago.
So we have a mutual acquaintance.
How jolly.
And did he commissioned you to make these, I wonder?
My clients are not very forthcoming about names.
See, I think we're talking about Derek love.
Derek who?
A fraction too slow, Cyril.
But in all other respects, your expression of baffled innocence
was a masterful forgery.
What expression?
Ideally, of course, I think we're talking
about Piers Garfield Ward.
[music playing]
I've got something for you, Derek.
Thought you probably had.
I've had 32 phone calls this afternoon alone.
We're going to be packed.
Corker.
Bloody right, corker.
Well done, you.
Wait til you see my expenses.
Dex?
Have we met?
What is going on?
Derek's been taking care of business in London.
What do you mean?
I thought you were sacked.
I've been hustling the punters four our casino.
Discreetly, of course.
Chase got the names on the list.
There's no way I could have let him stay here
after wrecking the Priest Hole.
The atmosphere would have been intolerable.
I had to pretend to give him the shove.
Why didn't you tell me?
You weren't here to tell.
Clever boys.
Well, I don't know.
What do you say?
I say yes, provided he undertakes to behave
in a more mature fashion.
If we find any more priest holes,
I promise to tell you before I smash them up.
Well, that sounds reasonable.
OK.
Good.
Welcome back.
Olivia?
Do you know any good prayers for the opening
night of a dodgy casino?
[horns honking]
[MUSIC - DUSTY SPRINGFIELD, "I ONLY WANT TO BE WITH YOU"]
(SINGING) I don't know what it is that makes me love you so.
I only know I never want to let you go.
[inaudible] Dudley.
Now move it.
[horns honking]
I said, move it.
[horns honking]
Don't turn your back on me, son.
[MUSIC - DUSTY SPRINGFIELD, "I ONLY WANT TO BE WITH YOU"]
(SINGING) I only want to be with you.
It doesn't matter where you--
[horn honking]
[engine starting]
I want to spend each moment of the day with you.
Oh, look what has happened with just one kiss.
I never knew that I could be in love like this.
It's crazy, but it's true.
I only want to be--
Wait.
Wait!
Wait.
No!
[inaudible]
[yelling]
Next time, I'll call the police.
Well, call them bloody now.
Get them here.
You're pissed as a rat, Dudley.
They'll nick you for drunk driving a car
with no tax and no insurance.
[interposing voices]
TOM FRANKLIN: [inaudible],, please.
[music playing]
Lax of you, not to send me an invitation to whatever this is.
[door closing]
But life's too short to take offense
over the niceties of etiquette.
Don't you think?
Is this yours?
The entire venture, of course, funded by love and the strength
of criminal forgery.
Enterprising, Ward?
I'm sure the magistrates were very impressed.
Piers didn't know anything about anything
until it was too late.
Then Piers is an imbecile as well as a loser.
That money was burned.
Of course it was.
There's many familiar faces here from my own casinos.
So now I know who stole the membership list.
Good.
Well, what can I say?
I'm sure the constitution of this gathering
is brilliantly worded, the profits invisible.
Get the police in if you want.
They won't find a damn thing.
If I keep them looking long enough,
they won't find any guests either.
You want to close us down?
Oh, on the contrary.
Winterly is my grandson's birthright.
I am content to let it chug along.
Good.
Now, let's be civilized about this.
Your case has collapsed.
To go on ranting that you are the man to give my grandchild
a healthy moral upbringing is clearly a cretinous waste
of time and money.
Tell you what I suggest, you withdraw
from litigation now with honor.
Never.
And I shall permit you access to Joseph.
Say once a fortnight?
Nothing, of course, in writing.
Neither of us surely wish the child to grow up
in an atmosphere of bitterness.
Think it over.
Get off my property, Franklin.
DEREK: Is that my jumper?
Does it bother you?
Yeah.
You'll make it all smelly.
You don't like women smoking.
I1 don't like smoking.
Tough.
I'm addicted.
How's your mum?
My father's right.
She's dead.
Sorry.
I thought you might want to talk about it.
Life's such a cheat.
I agree.
I always had this fantasy that she might still be alive,
that she'd given my father the boot
and the only way he could deal with it was
to tell everyone she'd died.
He's vain enough.
Then suddenly, it's all real.
She is alive.
And I can go and see her.
Reality is never much [inaudible] when that happens.
I saw her.
It was like a coat slipping over a hanger,
all that longing just fell on the floor in a heap.
I felt so empty.
I kept waiting for some great rush of emotion,
but it never came.
Nothing.
The past is dead, Anna.
Everybody who lives there is dead.
There are no ghosts.
Tomorrow you're just one day further away from all that.
It can't follow you.
Jo follows you.
Where is she then?
Can you see her?
I can't see her.
My last cigarette ever.
What's the point of all this?
Tell me.
The point for me is Joseph.
Right?
The place is a terrific success.
So what?
It's meaningless, because it has cost me my son.
It was my idea.
I'm sorry.
PIERS: Franklin's got the whole community by the balls.
If Winterly goes down, the village will die.
It's as simple as that.
Um, listen, I want to flog this cottage.
I've got a buyer, some creep who works in advertising.
I can charge him the earth.
Do you mind moving into the house?
Not at all.
I mean, what with Joe dying, and all that.
I don't mind at all.
I'm not convinced about this.
PIERS: Just do it.
It's not a practice I'm familiar with.
Trust me.
PENNY: If I break your spine, you're not allowed to sue me.
Deal.
Are all the aristocrats this perverted?
PIERS: Centuries of inbreeding, lovey.
Just a victim of my old, blue genes.
Haha!
PENNY: That was deliberate.
Can I tell you what I think?
I think we should go to Fat Bastard
and scream and shout until our faces
go purple, and then say yes.
We don't honestly have any choice.
Franklin knows that.
He's actually being quite generous.
Oh, Piers.
Oh, baby, don't.
Wish I could make it better for you.
[door slamming]
You're going to see Franklin.
No, I'm going to the bank, if my heart is still functioning.
Confront him daddy, please.
I can't keep living like a leper.
Anna, this is the worst possible moment.
I've condoned a rival casino under Franklin
peculiarly hideous nose without telling him.
You're scared.
Of course, I'm effing scared.
What a fatuous rejoinder.
The man's unhinged.
Not just of Franklin.
You're scared of everything, aren't you?
You're even scared of me.
It took you 20 years to pluck up the courage to tell
me the truth about my mother.
By the time you get your shit together to sort this one out,
we'll all be senile.
[door slamming]
[inaudible]
Just try tipping it over.
JO (VOICE OVER): Dear Stephen, I had
one very important thing to say to you yesterday,
and I didn't say it.
I think it's better if I write it down.
Last year on my birthday, we made love.
When I got to New Zealand, I found out I was pregnant.
I hated you for that.
[music playing]
[phone ringing]
What the hell is all this?
You had some brown envelopes here this morning.
Redundancies?
How many?
65.
That's appalling.
All that bloody money wasted on settlements?
You really are a putrid little turd.
What's that?
I said, yeah.
Absolutely absurd.
Yeah.
I want [inaudible].
Is he in there?
Waiting for you, Mr. Blake.
Go straight through.
Michael.
How are you?
Bloody children.
If I didn't have a drink, I'll die.
TOM FRANKLIN: Help yourself, Jimmy.
Have a large one.
I think I will.
TOM FRANKLIN: I was hoping I might run into you.
Would you care for one?
Not for me, old boy.
Poor Jimmy.
Must have been such a strain for you, all those lies.
Ward and Love building their tawdry little casino
with money and membership lists embezzled from the syndicate.
Me, breathing down your back for incriminating filth on Ward.
Poor, poor Jimmy.
what can this thing be?
The very thought of it makes me tremble for you.
What thing?
TOM FRANKLIN: The awful secret that Love has used
to blackmail you into silence.
I know you, Jimmy.
You're a fine man.
Nothing but the most appalling threat
could persuade you to act so recklessly
against your own interest and mine.
Tell me, Jimmy, what is it that is so terrible?
I think honesty is the best policy, Tom.
May I speak absolutely frankly?
Of course.
I'd like you to mind your own bloody business,
you pompous, flabby, old Kraut.
I think, Jimmy, you may have burnt your boats.
But singed a few of yours, old boy.
DEREK: More secrets?
Why?
Are there others?
DEREK: I think so.
Don't you?
See, I've got this funny feeling,
I caught it off Franklin, that I didn't burn that money.
I think i burnt something else.
Bog roll.
I didn't want to spoil your moment of melodrama.
So I let you torch a few real notes.
The rest was bog roll.
So what did you do with the cash?
I gave it to my father, who gave it to Olivia.
Why?
Because he fancies her, and because I asked him to.
Why?
I think we've just hit the secret.
God, I need a cigarette.
No, you don't.
Is there anything else you want to tell me?
That's enough for the time being.
Honesty's all very hip, but it shags you out.
DEREK: Spoken like a queen.
I think you should try a bit of this with Franklin,
chill him with the facts.
Really?
Yeah.
Look at it, he's getting over Jo.
He's thrashed Piers for the baby.
You're his mate's daughter.
You're beautiful.
And when all is said and done, you're actually innocent.
What do you mean beautiful?
Slip of the tongue.
[music playing]
Who are you?
ANNA: We seem to have been causing each other a bit
of trouble, Mr. Franklin.
I'd like to straighten things out.
[phone ringing]
If that's Franklin, tell him to boil his head.
Hello?
WILLY (OVER PHONE): Anna's here.
That was quick.
WILLY (OVER PHONE): She's confessing to him.
It's all going terribly wrong.
Dex?
I stalled the police, but they'll be here any minute.
I'm coming.
Get your keys.
I pretended to be Jo, and I used her flat to get money.
Yes, I did all that.
You wore her clothes.
ANNA: She gave me a dress that she didn't want.
You painted your face with her makeup.
ANNA: Look, please.
I abused your daughter's generosity, guilty.
I was desperate for money, but I was not
responsible for that terrible accident.
She got drunk, Mr. Franklin.
She fell through the floor.
TOM FRANKLIN: That's how it looks.
That is how it looks, because that is how it was.
You've got to believe me.
I haven't got to do anything.
You made her drunk.
That is responsibility enough.
I didn't make her drunk.
Where are the police?
WILEY (OVER PHONE): On their way, sir.
Look, I didn't--
TOM FRANKLIN: Didn't do what?
Shall I tell you what you did do?
You caused me the most terrible pain
hours after Joanna's burial.
What timing for a felony.
My name in the papers, her picture in every magazine,
reporters foraging the rubbish outside her flat
and photographing it.
For this, I will always hate you.
Now, suffer the punishment for your crime,
and be grateful that it isn't worse.
My father--
TOM FRANKLIN: Cannot help you now.
My father is Jimmy Blake.
[laughing]
So, that is Jimmy's terrible mystery.
And you thought that would protect you.
How I shall make you suffer for this.
PENNY: I've come straight from Chambers.
I've got something for you.
And I want to be with you when you open it,
because I think it's going to make you feel suicidal.
Piers?
What's happened?
Franklin.
He's gone back on everything.
He's going to smash Winterly.
And he's going to fight to the death
to keep me away from my son.
Read the letter.
What is it?
Results of the DNA analysis.
Terrific.
File it.
You're not the father.
Piers?
You're not the father.
I'm sorry.
The result is definitive.
I don't know what to say to you now.
I just want you to know I love you.
Very much.
I don't understand.
And I want to look after you.
Who's the father then?
TOM FRANKLIN: Do you appreciate the scale of the conspiracy
to conceal you?
Your fabulous network of betrayal?
Love, Piers, and your father?
A multiplicity of lies.
How does it feel, Anna?
How does it feel to be so helpless?
To be seconds away from punishment?
[knocking]
Mr. Franklin, we understand you have an intruder.
Gentlemen, Thank you for your prompt attention.
But I'm afraid, you've wasted your time.
The alarm signal seems to have been triggered
by an animal, a Fox, perhaps.
Very well, sir.
If you're sure.
I'm quite sure, Sergeant.
Willy, I'm sure these gentlemen would
like a drink before they leave.
WILLY: Right you are, sir.
I never, ever want to see your face again.
Do you understand?
[music playing]
My fault. My advice, my fault.
It's not your fault. It's me.
I've been very stupid.
When was this?
I must have missed it.
I should've known I couldn't pull it off.
I just haven't got the charm.
He's right.
Who's right?
Roman.
Ruthless, terrifying, bastard, but he does understand women.
You have charm.
You're lovely.
When you walk into a room, everything changes.
You're embarrassing me.
I'm embarrassing both of us. So what?
It's true.
I found this this afternoon.
[music playing]
JOANNA (VOICEOVER): I know what I want.
I want to be left alone to start again.
It's what I'm doing now.
And it's working.
If you care for me, you must leave me alone.
With affection, Jo.
Please come back to me, Jo.
Please come back.
Come back to me, please.
She can't, Dex.
If I could bring her back for you, I'd do it.
But I can't.
I don't know what I've got anymore.
You've got you.
Which is more than I've got.
It's my baby.
I know.
That's what I've come to say goodbye.
Where are you going?
Away.
Franklin hates me.
You'll never get Joseph back while I'm around.
I don't want you to go.
It's different now.
It was always three of us, you, me, and Jo.
That was something we could work out.
But now there's four.
I don't want you to go.
- I have to. - Please.
Don't you understand?
I'm going because I'm in love with you.
Kiss me.
Wait.
No.
[door opening]
Heard the news.
Obviously, you're celebrating.
You better have this.
It's me, Willy.
I'm the father.
Not Piers.
Jo wrote it all down.
Holy mother of God.
I'm related to Franklin by blood.
Get your head around that if you can.
And I worked so hard to make the bastard hate me.
Yeah, you have.
Willie, I don't think I'm ready for this.
I got so used to the fact that nothing meant anything.
Now everything means something.
What kind of mood is Franklin in?
Willie?
I'm trying to remember if he's ever been crazier.
Shit.
WILLY: It's like the last days of the bunker here.
You can hear the tanks rumbling down the street,
but our leader is still doing the artwork for a new stadium.
Dex?
Piers once asked me if I would get in a car to drive
away with him and the baby.
I wouldn't do it for him, but I'll do it for you.
You're a saint.
I'm an idiot, but I think it's your only chance.
I can't scam my way out of this one, Willie.
No way.
You can.
I don't want to.
Good.
I've had a letter.
I think you should read it.
What are we going to do?
Close.
Sell, if we can.
We're finished at Winterly.
We're not a birthright for Franklin's heir anymore.
We're just a rival casino.
An obstacle.
Why didn't you come forward?
What is the point of having Ward harrow Hell for nothing?
The letter only turned up an hour ago.
What letter?
You can be free of this responsibility.
I don't want to be free of it.
Have I passed the little test?
You have no chance whatsoever of taking
the child from me by law.
You're an ex convict, who has signally failed
to rectify your criminality.
On the contrary, since your release, you have done nothing
but compounded it.
Or stop me if I'm going too fast for you, Derek.
Go on.
You spat on my trust.
My daughter longed only to be free of you.
Why the hell should I lift a finger to help you?
Why?
I don't know why.
A year ago, Derek, almost to the day,
I had offered you the world.
I invited you to be my heir, to travel with me
on a long, rich journey.
Do you remember?
I remember.
But you are too proud, Derek.
Too vain.
Umbilically connected to your conscience.
You walked away from me.
Come.
[baby cooing]
I make that offer one last time.
I'm a lonely man.
Leave Winterly.
Work here.
See your son every day.
Live here with me.
Keep my mind alive.
Blood, Derek.
We're bonded now by blood.
This is your destiny.
When are you going to stop running away
from what is rightfully yours?
[baby cooing]
I need time.
I need a day, Tom.
Very well.
I also need a favor now.
You wish me to grant Winterly a stay of execution?
Tomorrow you'll come to tell me your decision.
And I will then tell you mine.
[baby cooing]
[gasping]
What time is it?
Late.
Almost too late.
It takes me so long to work out what I'm feeling.
It's my face.
I can't stay.
I love you, but I can't.
Who
Asked you to stay?
I've got [inaudible] limbering up next door.
I've got just a few hours to think something
through very carefully.
Two things at once?
Not possible.
I'm serious.
I know.
Kiss me.
Give me something to dream about.
Then go.
What's wrong?
Nothing.
You've gone away from me.
I'm sorry.
Can I help?
Yeah, very much so later.
I just need--
Time.
Off you go.
It's OK.
Really.
Go.
I don't want to lose the moment.
The moment hasn't happened.
Yet.
Don't worry.
Whatever I do, Anna, it's not going to get
in the way of you and me.
I won't let it.
Joseph, Franklin, Winterly, Jo, nothing.
Unless you're still in love with Roman?
There are no ghosts, Derek.
Forget Roman.
I have.
[door closing]
[music playing]