[gentle music]
You have the most beautiful skin in the world.
You're so soft everywhere.
I love you.
[gentle music]
[phone ringing]
Yeah?
THOMAS FRANKLYN: Did I wake you?
DEREK LOVE: No.
Better luck next time.
Where are you?
THOMAS FRANKLYN: Cleaver's.
You're what?
I'm at Cleaver's.
Seen "The Telegraph"?
Charmless photo.
Delightful piece.
It might amuse you.
What are you doing, Franklyn?
I persuaded the bankers to invite me to breakfast.
I'm curious to learn my fate, our fate.
DEREK LOVE: Listen, if you're talking to them,
I should be there.
I don't need you to cut my toes and fingers.
I'm a big boy now.
Look, we've got a deal for--
Neither of us have anything yet.
Remember that.
[phone ringing]
Winterly?
DEREK LOVE: Yeah, Olivia, it's me.
Listen, Anna stood me up last night.
Is she around?
OLIVIA: Around, but not available.
Shit.
I need her to babysit.
There's nobody here.
I've got to go and crash a conference.
But it's 7 o'clock.
I've got a problem, Olivia.
Yes, I think you probably have.
A friend of your beloved's pitched up here last night,
and he's rather dishy.
Anna hasn't got any friends.
OLIVIA: He was called something odd.
Olivia, listen.
If I bring Joseph over, will you look after him
for a couple of hours?
Oh, God.
Well, be quick then.
DEREK LOVE: I worship you.
Oh, I think you should.
Roman, that was it.
What?
OLIVIA: His name, the mystery hunk.
[joseph shouts]
[dramatic music]
He's here.
It's coming with us.
Come on, then.
Uppy, uppy, uppy.
We've got a plane to catch.
[chattering]
Now, listen to me.
All of you, please.
Please.
So, I tricked you, and you have lost some face, but no money?
The fact remains, Mr. Franklyn,
the banking system operates on trust,
and we can no longer trust you.
Yes, you can.
My corporation is still as strong as an ox.
I think not.
You see, I've been chatting with the Bank of England,
the stock exchange.
I think you'll find dealing in your shares is about to be
suspended until the situation can be clarified
to everyone's satisfaction, including perhaps,
that of the Fraud Squad.
Oh, well, what the hell does that mean?
We are responsible to our investors.
It is our duty to recall our loans.
Well, recall them from me, and your investors will suffer.
Mr. Franklyn, how can I put this?
We want our money back, and we intend to get it.
You're shit, you people, really, aren't you?
Stinking shit in suits.
[dramatic music]
[chattering]
Take me to my grandchild, Willy.
Take me home.
Ah, you've just got a call, sir.
I think baby Joseph is at Winterly with his dad.
What?
Love, you presumptuous bastard.
Get me there.
[dramatic music]
MAN: For God's sake.
Somebody help me.
[knocking]
Help me.
Somebody help me.
[knocking]
Roman, wait.
Please, don't rush me.
Well, I can't stay here, and I'm not leaving without you.
I'll take care of you.
Maybe I can take care of myself now.
Maybe.
But then maybe there's somebody else.
Roman, I told you this all through the night.
There is no one else.
I'm going back.
Listen, I've got business in Geneva
I should have done months ago.
I came all the bloody way here to find
you first, because you're the most
important thing in my life.
Am I the most important thing in your life?
You're hurting me.
Or is it him, for example?
Dex.
So there you are.
Am I?
That's convenient.
How do you do?
I'm Roman.
Roman something, or something Roman?
Well, God know.
It's a mystery to me.
Roman will do.
Christ, she didn't tell me you had a baby.
She's a bit forgetful.
[roman laughs]
You're late.
They want you to go straight on in.
Do they?
All right.
I'll be with you in a minute.
Right.
Oh, damn.
I forgot to tell him something.
I'll be back in a sec.
Anna!
[dramatic music]
Don't be a stranger.
I won't.
[dramatic music]
I've been thinking, I'm buggered
if I'm going to turn Winterly into a theme park,
the hell on Earth.
Remember me?
I've got to rush.
Something weird is going on.
Um, has he been fed?
Yeah, he's been. It's all come out the other end.
Can you deal with it?
His stuff's in the kitchen.
[joseph crying]
Baby.
Oh, Joseph.
Let's see.
When did he get here?
Last night.
Did you sleep with him?
Look, for God's sake, any minute now,
he's going to drag me out of here.
Nobody is going to drag you anywhere.
Did he hurt you?
No, no.
[tense music]
I know how to keep him calm.
DEREK LOVE: So you're going to go back to living
with him to keep him calm?
Derek, I love you.
Please trust me.
I say that to people, and they do, and they always regret it.
Look, when you didn't show up last night, I got really angry.
I'm sorry.
DEREK LOVE: No, I'm sorry.
Look, it's just Franklyn's gone through the wall.
It's important, Anna.
Everybody will blame me.
I stand to lose my baby.
If Roan finds out about you, he'll kill your baby.
I'm being serious.
So am I.
Hey, why don't you just call the police?
And say what, my ex-lover makes my flesh creep?
I can't hide anymore.
I've got to make a stand.
I can't bear him to touch me.
He treats me like a dirty magazine,
thumbing through the pages till he finds the right one.
[dramatic music]
This little boy is going to break so many hearts.
He's already worse than you.
Oh, I'm so sorry.
I thought you were someone else.
Hey, you.
Ah, you again.
Wherever there is misery, there you are.
More good news.
The city has decided to crucify me.
What?
But I'm here for one reason only, to retrieve my grandson.
Where is he?
Where is Joseph?
[dramatic music]
[groans]
I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
Oh, oh!
[pants]
That's all right.
Sit her down.
Wait a minute.
[gun cocking]
Where did you get it?
What, this or that?
ANNA: The gun.
Well, I found it in the backseat.
It's full of surprises, this car, let me tell you.
Look at this.
As standard, there's been a parent in the boot.
Oh.
ANNA: Daddy!
Daddy?
Are you all right?
I-- I think I--
I may be clinically dead.
[groans] Oh, God.
Oh.
Well, listen.
I'm popping off for a bit it now with this infant,
which of course, I'd rather the police didn't hear about.
You bastard.
I'll be more specific.
If anybody does call the police, I'm going to blow
the little bugger's head off.
I got the idea from you, of course.
We'll be in touch.
We?
Well, Anna's coming with me, aren't you?
JIMMY BLAKE: Are you mad?
Yes.
Nice to meet you, Jimmy.
We must have lunch some time.
[engine revving]
She went with him, Jimmy!
Under duress she went, yes.
Duress, of course.
Tom, I used to think you were demented.
This man is a walking carnival of morbid, homicidal psychosis.
Call the police.
If anybody calls the police, I'll kill them.
ANNA: Well, you wanted somewhere deserted.
ROMAN: How did you know about this place?
ANNA: Roman.
Very good choice.
The heart of British industry.
Shouldn't run into anybody here.
Listen to me.
I don't think you quite understand
what it is you've done here.
This child is Tom Franklyn's grandson.
Tom Franklyn?
Well, this does throw a different complexion on things,
doesn't it?
[dramatic music]
What do you want?
ROMAN: Well, it's all rather banal, I'm afraid.
Stage one, I want Franklyn personally
to leave 100k on the altar at Winterly Melbourne Church
this afternoon at 4 o'clock in a bin liner.
He'll understand it's the idea of Franklyn
leaving a bin liner out in the countryside
that I find attractive.
Any hint of police participation et cetera, et cetera,
and well, I'm afraid it's bits of baby Joseph
through the old letterbox.
You know?
DEREK LOVE: Stage two?
Well, let's see how we get on with stage one, shall we?
[dramatic music]
Well, I think we're going to be very happy here.
Roman?
You wouldn't really kill this baby, would you?
Yeah.
Yeah, that's a problem.
Fortunately, not one we have to worry about.
I mean, Franklyn's the kind of man who carries 100 grand
in his top pocket.
I'm only asking for as much as I'm guaranteed to get.
Supposing you don't?
Let's have a bit of a picnic, shall we?
I'm famished.
I'm afraid they've hit us with a Mareva injunction.
A what?
A Merava injunction.
It freezes the assets of the prey by law.
Angel has done this to me.
I'm afraid so.
But you can, of course, organize for me
to cash a personal check, yes?
Well, no.
I can't.
100,000?
It's a paltry sum I need urgently for a private matter.
You're asking me to break the law.
I'm asking you to show a little loyalty, damn you.
Look, just sell the bloody roller.
There's a guy--
Mr. Franklyn is not allowed to sell anything.
That's the point of the injunction.
I can't believe this is happening to me.
Will we not have a bit of a whip around?
You have this habit, Willy, of saying the most vacuous,
feeble-minded--
What do you mean?
I mean a whip around Jimmy Blake.
Yeah, you know me, Tom.
My money's buried under mountains
of tax-proof paperwork, and I can't get at it.
This is a catastrophe that affects you.
I'd have to go to London.
I'm in the middle of the bloody country.
THOMAS FRANKLYN: There's time, Jimmy.
That's just what I'm saying.
Oh, for your sake, bloke, what are you trying to do?
Do you want the child to live or don't you?
Yes or no?
JIMMY BLAKE: Listen to me, Tom.
Anna is--
I don't need you to remind me of her,
the bloody little witch.
She was there when my daughter died.
She'll be there when my grandson dies!
Tom, no, don't blow it.
Now, look here.
I spent 24 sodding hours scrunched like a pickled walnut
in the boot of my car.
I've been physically threatened by a maniac
with a shotgun, and I--
I-- Hello? Hello?
Oh, you bloody man.
I'm trying to help you!
[phone buzzing]
He hung up.
He hung up!
Right.
OK, now we have to break the law.
[gentle music]
All right, how about a cruise, hm?
I know a man with a boat.
You are kidding.
Bit of sun, cocktails, men in uniform.
You'd love it.
I, um, throw up if I go to sea in anything
smaller than Australia.
Mm-hmm.
Well, this boat is bigger than Australia.
Hey, you always did hate talking about the future, didn't you?
Well, OK.
Maybe let's talk about something else.
Is he good?
[dramatic music]
Who?
Dex.
Oh, sex.
Sex with Dex, was it good?
Derek chased me from the moment I hit Winterly.
He got nowhere, Roman.
This is all a big mistake.
Kiss me.
No.
Just s-say it, just say it.
Say, kiss me.
Kiss me.
Kiss me, Roman.
No.
Let's talk a bit more about Derek.
It's much more interesting.
I mean, what sort of chap is he?
I mean, all that stuff in his hair
is very unsavory, isn't it?
Mind you, you can't run a bloke down
for looking like an Italian waiter, can you?
I-- but-- I mean, does he--
does he love you more than me?
[dramatic music]
I mean, would he risk his life to save your life?
Hm?
I would.
I'm doing it now.
How is this saving my life, Roman?
[dramatic music]
There is no life for either of us, unless we're together.
Remember?
When we're not together, everything's
in black and white. Remember?
We were born to burn, Anna, and not to fame fade, both of us.
I think we should stop this.
I really think we should stop this now.
Well, of course you do.
Dex, hold me, please.
I'm so frightened.
He thumbs me through like a dirty magazine.
He makes my flesh creep.
[clicks tongue]
What about the baby, hm?
So you think he'd risk his life for the baby, hm?
What do you think?
[tense music]
Should we find out?
[tense music]
What is it?
What's what?
PIERS GARFIELD-WARD: There's something on your mind.
Tell me.
I'm pregnant.
Sorry, Piers.
Don't panic.
I can deal with it, whatever that means.
You're crazy.
That's the most fabulous news I've heard--
Oh.
--in all my life.
Oh.
But how do I know it's mine?
Piers, nobody likes a smart ass!
[piers laughs]
[gentle music]
He's got it.
THOMAS FRANKLYN: Good.
This changes nothing, Love.
This whole bloody ordeal is your creation.
When this is over, I shall get a restraining order to keep
you away from my grandson.
Do you understand?
It's not over yet.
[dramatic music]
Did Franklyn call?
No, Dex did.
What news?
He's got hold of 100 grand.
That's a relief.
He lifted it from our joint account for Winterly.
It just about cleans us out.
He forged my signature.
That's disgraceful.
Is it?
I don't know.
I'd like to think I'd have done the same thing.
[dramatic music]
[bell tolling]
[dramatic music]
I believe this is for me.
Yes.
Good.
Where is he?
I haven't the faintest idea.
Sorry.
Where is Joseph?
Who?
Look, I don't-- that hurts.
Please?
Roman is a man of his word.
You've delivered his money, he'll deliver your merchandise.
When and where, I haven't the faintest idea.
My merchandise?
You don't know what this money is for?
I have no idea.
I'm just a bag man.
Mr. Franklyn, let me go.
[phone ringing]
ROMAN: Stage two.
I'm listening.
ROMAN: Come to the Holy City, alone.
You can be Abraham, I'll be God.
Willy, tell me you understand that.
Jerusalem.
What?
The Holy City is Jerusalem.
Well, when I came out of the church, my car was gone.
I feel bad that I was the last one to take the money
from you before you, uh--
[laughs]
Went down there?
Yes.
I'm glad.
I like this house.
You do?
THOMAS FRANKLYN: Why is that man here?
One felt a gesture at this juncture might be appropriate.
Oh, did that sound all appropriate to you?
There.
PIERS GARFIELD-WARD: What's this?
My dear, it's a check to cover any minor irritations
that might arise.
He's paid the ransom for you.
You and I, Tom, grumpy old sods, but as touchy as hell.
My dear friend.
Well.
Humbug.
Yeah.
No.
WILLY STEBBINGS: Abraham?
What about it?
WILLY STEBBINGS: God set Abraham up to sacrifice his son.
[brakes squealing]
Drive the car, Willy.
I'm going to call the police right now.
This is Roman offering me a private invitation, OK?
To do what, die?
Come on.
Now, let's just have a think about this.
He might be offering me a straight swap,
my life for Joseph's.
Derek, please.
This is not farting about with Blake and Franklyn.
This is a head case with two hostages and a shotgun.
I know.
WILLY STEBBINGS: And what the hell have you got?
My life.
If I lose Joseph, is the last of Joe, Willie.
I've had it.
I'm finished.
Do you understand?
Lose the baby, lose my life, same thing.
You're expecting me to drive you to your death.
I'm expecting you to drive.
[sighs]
OK.
[engine starting]
[gentle music]
[dramatic music]
Ooh.
Where is it?
ROMAN: Where's what?
The money.
You've been to collect the money.
Not true.
I've been having a fiddle with the lights and the phones,
making myself at home, saying hello to the place.
The ransom's a diversion, really.
Handy, of course.
A diversion from what?
Well, us, the splendid time we're all having.
What's the matter, Anna? Please?
[sobs]
I'm scared.
I'm scared you're going to hurt me.
No, I'm not going to hurt you.
ANNA: You're going to hurt the baby.
Please, for God's sake, I love you.
If you loved me, you wouldn't treat me like this.
You wouldn't tie me up like a dog.
I'm so--
I could kill the air for touching you.
I'm so jealous.
I can't stand the thought of you being with anybody else.
I'm not with anybody else.
I'm with you.
Can't you understand that?
I'm in love with you.
But it was you who shot me in Africa.
Yes, yes.
That's how much you terrify me.
Oh my God, what am I doing?
Don't be frightened of me.
I never meant you to be frightened of me.
God, I'm an idiot.
I can change this.
I can change it. Look at me.
It's only me.
Look, I can change this.
I can make this--
[thudding]
[dramatic music]
Too late.
[dramatic music]
DEREK LOVE: Nothing.
Can't hear a thing.
OK, Willy.
Stay with the phone.
If Robin comes up without me, call the law.
Only then.
Promise.
I'm nervous as hell, Dex.
Yeah, me too.
[dramatic music]
[phone beeps]
A proposition.
How would you like to be my tenant?
Smaller premises for a smaller business.
As your money comes in, we can do the place up.
Good grief.
But you would trust me not to pull
you to your ancestral home?
No to build a dog racing stadium on your azaleas?
You value beauty.
You respect it.
If you try anything like that, I can always kill you.
Well, this sounds reasonable.
Strange bedfellows, it appears.
Very strange.
Oh, I'm sure we can come to some arrangement.
It's your house.
PIERS GARFIELD-WARD: I'm sure we can.
[phone ringing]
Winterly.
How are you, Mrs. Wolland?
It's Willy.
Where are you?
[liquid dripping]
[tense music]
[dramatic music]
[phone ringing]
ROMAN: Oh, we almost started without you.
You're jolly late.
Where are you?
ROMAN: Right over here.
How--
You answer the telephone.
Chop, chop.
[phone buzzing]
[phones ringing]
[crashing]
[dramatic music]
OK, William Let's play.
Buggers.
[phone ringing]
[phones ringing]
ROMAN: You're really going have to pull your socks up,
Derek, if you want to play.
[tense music]
[wings flapping]
[pigeons cooing]
[thudding]
[glass shattering]
[gun banging]
[glass shattering]
[gun banging]
[dramatic music]
Let's call it a day now, shall we?
Your roots are showing, Derek.
You look like a peasant.
What did you have that I didn't I, eh?
No!
[gun bangs]
[glass shattering]
[groans]
[clattering]
[tense music]
Willy?
Willy!
Run.
[joseph crying]
Run!
[joseph crying]
[panting]
[lullaby music]
[thudding]
[joseph grumbling]
[lullaby music]
[thudding]
[joseph grumbling]
[lullaby music]
[joseph babbling]
[lullaby music]
Anna!
You bloody idiot.
What?
He's behind you.
[lullaby music]
Ah, she tried to warn you.
Bless her.
So now, what?
Well, now, Derek, it's make your mind up time.
Remember, it's your vote that counts.
What are you talking about?
Well, you cheated, so people are going to have to die.
I think that's only fair.
But because you've done so very well to get so far,
I'm going to give you a choice.
Anna or the baby.
Choose.
Choose, Derek, or they both go, and
that'll be your responsibility.
ANNA: Shoot the baby.
Shut up!
Tell him to shoot the baby, for God's sake.
I don't want to die.
[lullaby music]
Kill her.
Go on.
Blow her head off.
Oh, a bit of a gamble, Derek.
What if I don't love her anymore?
Yeah, but you do, don't you?
That's why we're here.
You don't love me, Roman.
You love the way you want me to be.
You haven't got the balls to love me the way I really am.
I'm too difficult for you.
The only way you can cope is to sit in prison
masturbating about me, or drag me here and shackle me
to the furniture.
And even that, you can't do right.
No.
Yes.
This whole thing is sick.
You wanted me because I was 17 and looked 10.
Well, I'm 22 now, Roman.
I'm getting old like you.
No, listen.
Old like you.
[tense music]
Don't do that!
[gun banging]
[lullaby music]
Try not to let this unfortunate incident come between you.
Where is he?
Going down?
[dramatic music]
Feast your eyes here.
Ah, you're taking me with you.
There you go.
Ah!
[roman screaming]
[tense music]
[thudding]
[dramatic music]
[sobs]
[dramatic music]
[radio chatter]
Oh, no!
Oh, no.
No!
Willy!
He saved my life, Piers.
He saved my life!
Listen, when it's over, we can go.
I'll take you home.
- Whose home? - Mine.
Franklyn's.
Yours, too, if you want.
I'll explain it on the way there.
I suppose you want to be alone with my daughter.
Very well.
Anna, tread carefully with this one.
I love her, Derek.
So do I.
[siren wailing]
The thing is, you don't.
Don't what?
Love me.
I told you to trust me.
I'm sorry.
That was a test.
I knew he wouldn't do it, Anna.
You knew?
For me, it's got to be everything or nothing at all.
And I don't think you can give me everything, because deep
down, you don't really want to.
You just can't let go.
Am I wrong?
Don't let me rush you.
I'm sorry.
I don't know what to say.
How about goodbye?
Have a nice life.
Anna, please.
I never really replaced Jo.
That's the joke.
Bye, Derek.
You win.
You win the legal system.
Two against one.
I don't stand a chance, not after all this.
We can't keep fighting, Tom.
If Bailey goes, I'm a miserable, safe old git like you,
then he sticks with me and ends up--
I don't know.
Like me.
Derek!
He's your son.
Take him.
[sobs]
My hands are very cold.
[sobs]
JOANNA FRANKLYN: Stephen?
Stephen?
[gentle music]
[upbeat music]