♪♪
[Film projector clicking]
[Cellphone ringing]
[Clattering]
[Ringing continues]
♪♪
[Ringing stops]
Hello?
Yes. I'm -- I'm awake.
♪♪
Yeah.
Yeah, I know Mrs. Graham.
Uh, yeah, we did.
♪♪
Yes, when I was at Defoe's.
♪♪
[Switch clicks]
No.
No. Who's Indiana Ray?
♪♪
Ramsey Sawyer, Director of Communications for the Government.
I'm looking after Mrs. Graham.
We got the heads-up, thanks to intelligence,
that the Indiana Raysite has been hacked.
The leaked client list will go online at 7:00 a.m.,
which slightly blows their tagline as the place to go
for the discreet extramarital affair.
Mr. Graham is on the list,
and we have the Chinese president and his wife
arriving for a high-profile state visit later today.
As Foreign Secretary, Mrs. Graham will be hosting.
This will hijack the entire trip.
[Door opens]PM's looking for damage limitation.
Mrs. Graham, however, has other ideas.
[Door closes]
♪♪
Mrs. Graham. Hannah Stern.
We met briefly when I was at Defoe's.
[Cellphone dings]
-Bill. -Mr. Graham. Yes.
Darling, what are you doing up? Go back to bed.
Aye, Dad's with me.
We'll explain when we're home.
No, Nanna's there.
Yeah.
He's here.
Yeah.
Alright, little man?
No, don't wake Tommy and Gabe. Let them sleep.
We'll be home soon.
[Clock ticking]
You all right, darling? Would you like a diazepam?
No, I want a bloody divorce!
Ramsey: We do need to get some kind of statement out.
The press will be scrabbling for copy
as soon as the list goes online.
It's a blanket statement, just something to keep them at bay
while we -- youdecide on your next move.
[Clears throat]
"Respect our privacy whilst we rebuild our marriage."
I won't say "rebuild."
How about "review"?
Yeah, good -- "review."
"Review's" a little open-ended.
Well, I thought I was being generous.
-It was a few meetings. -Meetings?!
Emma, please. Can we talk about this later?
How many times?
The same woman?
Different women?
A number of women.
I met one in particular several times.
[Sighs]
It...was a connection.
I'm sorry.
I am so sorry.
Did she spank you or did you spank her?
[Ticking continues]
I will contest it, Emma, if you ask for a divorce.
I will contest it. We are a family.
Whatever you think of my behavior --
and I'm not proud of it -- think of our boys.
We are a family.
You didn't think of family when you went on that site.
[Ticking continues]
[Door opens]If I could speak to Mrs. Graham?
Alone, please?
The PM wants to see you in half an hour.
Oh, I bet she bloody does.
[Clears throat]
[Doors close]
[Ticking continues]
I haven't even brushed my teeth.
[Chuckles lightly]
He used his own name, for Christ's sake.
First rule of security -- if you're staying in a hotel,
you're booking a car, use a different name.
It's basic.
Mrs. Graham, I'm curious.
I no longer work with Defoe's.
You usually use my mother --
And now I want to use you.
[Ticking continues]
Okay.
♪♪
So, let me, uh, talk you through what that might look like.
Mm-hmm.
♪♪
Divorce is a process of redrawing all the boundaries.
Emotionally, psychologically, economically.
I've heard it described as open-heart surgery
whilst you're still awake.
With no reassurances
that everything will be put back in the right place.
I am not saying this to alarm you,
but I want you to be clear.
♪♪
Leaving any marriage is frightening.
You've built a life around a person,
and when that breaks down --I'm not frightened of leaving.
It's staying that I can't stomach any--
[Sobs]
It's the lies.
♪♪
I mean, who the hell is Indiana Ray, anyway?
♪♪
[Sobs]
Pull in Nigel.
Ask Ann and Michael to set up calls.
I'm just coming in.
[Snoring softly]
♪♪
Tell Nina --
Not in yet or picking up her phone.
I've tried her flat and left four messages.[Telephone ringing]
Do you want me to try again?
Yes.
Clear my diary for the morning.
I want the entire building ready and online.
Bill Graham's on the list.
Put in a call.
Already have.
Emma's gone with Hannah.
[Door closes]Don't. It's off.
I'm on my way.
[Carton thuds]
You're still angry with me.
Why would I be angry with you?
Rose, please.
-Don't! -Don't!
Okay. I am stepping away from the milk.
See you later.
My parents are looking forward to tomorrow.
They asked if there was anything they could bring.
-[Snorts] -At the supper after the church?
You finally get to meet?
-I didn't forget. -You forgot.
[Sniffs]
Rose. We had a father who wanted to see us.
[Door opens, closes]
And if you say you did it for us...
[Cellphone ringing]
I'm --
Bye.
[Coffee machine spurting, footsteps fading]
Oh, shit.
[Camera shutters clicking]
Reporter: The extramarital dating siteIndiana Ray
has been hacked.
50,000 client names have been released online,
including the husband of the Foreign Secretary.
As Mrs. Graham is hosting the Chinese president
and his wife on their high-profile
state visit later today, this news could not have come
at a worse time for the government.
[Paper shuffling, telephones ringing]
[Indistinct talking]
-Hey. -Hey.
So, how many names are we talking about?
50,000 leaked one hour ago online.
Possible threat of another 50,000 over the next 48 hours.
Some far-right Christian group trying to bring the site down.
Martin Charleston.
-What, theMartin Charleston? -First out of the gate.
The press have started to pick up on names.
And the paps are just swarming downstairs.[Thud]
David Tyle, Sir Ron Massey.
-We did his last prenup. -Lucky for him.
Tell clients we can talk to them on Skype.
J.J. Johnson called in their lawyers at 5:00 a.m.
Find out how they got the heads-up.
Next list comes in, I want first pick.
Any interesting calls come in yet?
Actually...Emma Graham.
As in the Right Honorable Emma Graham?
I got the call at 4:00 a.m.
She wants a divorce. He's threatening to contest it.
Brilliant. Double the hours in court.
This could run and run. A letter of engagement?
On its way back and signed.
Your mother's going to be, uhh --Yes, she is.
[Knock on door]Press statement's in.
"Foreign Secretary reviews marriage
in wake of Indiana Rayleak."
And the moral of the tale is,
the best affairs are the ones you never had.
Zander: Okay, okay!
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Divorce D-Day.
Any plans tonight -- cancel.
Over to you.
Jason. Martin.
Here you go. Becca. If you can distribute these.
Okay, guys, we're breaking the list down into blocks of 500.
Johnny T., Johnny A., I'm putting you both on Ryder Nelson.
Call just came in. I know. I know.
He's a nightmare, but he pays up front.
Maggie, Sean,
we've got a number of calls from new clients.
Please follow up on those, yeah?
And the rest, any names you recognize, ring and call, okay?
Two days of the year when none of you sleep?
First working Monday in January
and September, when the kids have gone back.
And now a third,
forever to be remembered as Indiana Rayday.
[Laughter]
And, guys, please, be discreet, okay?
Throughout the day, we will undoubtedly
be dealing with high-profile clients.
Press are downstairs, and they're showing
no signs of moving, so use the goods lift if needs be.
Zander: Get billing, comrades. Go, go, go!
[Telephone ringing in distance]
[Footsteps approaching]
[Paper rustling]
♪♪
[Ringing continues]
Ruth: Nina!
♪♪
Nina!!
♪♪
[Indistinct conversations, telephones ringing]
♪♪
You're late.
I've worked every day of every week,
including evenings and weekends, since Hannah left.
And for this, you want a marching band and Donna on the kazoo?
No! Not there! Not there.
Amy, why don't you find something else to do
while I get her back in her cage?
[Telephone ringing]
Cut the wisecracks in front of my staff.
Davey McKenzie, still paperwork missing.
Go through it with Lola. All the accounts.
You might be working late.
-The FDR's not until -- -Just do it, Nina! Please!
We cannot afford to lose Mr. McKenzie.
Incidentally, can you put in a call to Mr. Pope?
Remind him that he still hasn't paid.
Sure.
[Telephones ringing, indistinct talking in distance]
[Sniffs] Anything else?
Oh, I don't know.
How about this check Dad sent?
Do you think it will still clear?
So, are we going to buy him out? Nina.
I'm actually not even talking to you!
For God's sake! [Slams desk]
♪♪
I understand that you are all upset,
that there is a conversation to be had.
Yes, you are correct.
My intention is to buy your father out.
However, this is a business and another working day,
so can we please save this for later
and make hay while the sun shines?
Because, if you hadn't noticed, everyone is...
-Yes, I know. -Everyone is...
-Everyone is divorcing. -Everyone is divorcing today.
♪♪
God.
♪♪
Thank you.
[Footsteps approaching]
♪♪
[Keys rattling]
♪♪
Okay, so, I've been looking through more of the McKenzie accounts.
-Mm-hmm. -Notwithstanding the £18 million
which has been siphoned through the Daniel Duchy account...
That's a lot of loose change for a 10-year-old.
Isn't it?
There's still another £9 million unaccounted for.
Interesting.
As company secretary,
doesn't Goldie have the right to attend company meetings?
There's a gathering of the McKenzie board today.
Call her.
[Door opens]
[Telephone ringing in distance]
♪♪
Sorry.
♪♪
[Indistinct talking, telephone ringing]
♪♪
Hannah.
-Mother. -I had a lunch nearby.
Have you five minutes?
My office is this way.
[Telephone ringing]
[Indistinct conversation]
♪♪
[Door closes]
Emma Graham -- she's myclient.
First rule -- all bets are off
until the letter of engagement is signed.
Shall we sit down, or shall we stand?
Putting aside the obvious conversation
that we need to have...
Hmm, that you lied to us.
That we had a father who wanted to see us.
Forever three against one.
You need to buy him out.
[Scoffs]
I'll certainly bear that in mind.
It is in hand, Hannah.
Well, putting all that aside for a moment --
Emma and Bill Graham, they have been married
for 27 years.
They have three adorable boys.
The youngest is still in primary school.
I can't talk about ongoing cases.
[Chuckles]
I appreciate that this must be
a highly original feeling for you,
taking one of my clients,
but let me bring you up to speed.
She can't divorce.
No, she can, and she is going to.
Do you really want to break that family up?
What, better to live a lie?
I don't see it as a lie.
I see it as an economy with the truth.
And your grandfather was partial
to the odd bit of spanking, apparently.
That's way too much information.
How do you even know?
[Chuckles] Of course. You know everything.
As ever, this has been an enlightening meeting,
but I have a very busy day.
Talking of spanking and all other things,
Defoe's helped take out a privacy injunction
for the Grahams against a national newspaper
five years ago.
One of their journalists was about to break a story
that Bill had visited a hotel with a mature lady
and several pieces of kit.
And you did what?
These were two mutually consenting adults engaging in --
Which journalist?
-Matthew Royston. -He's a piranha.
Well, to avoid any details of that indiscretion coming out,
Emma signed a witness statement stating that Bill had, in fact,
spent the entire weekend with her.
-Oh, God. No, no. -Yeah.
So if this goes to court, these details may come to light.
You perverted the course of justice.
And they will come after Emma.
♪♪
And you.
♪♪
How could you do this? How could you be so stupid?
I was trying to help a client save her marriage.
Not to mention the fact you could be struck off.
Your first duty is always to the courts.
Oh, thank you -- a fact that had escaped my attention.
Oh, really, Mother? You choose sarcasm now?
[Knock on door]
Zander.Twice in one month.
Don't you get vertigo being up this high?
Oddly, no.
I'll see you at the church tomorrow.
There's a meeting of the tribes.
-Oh. -[Chuckles]
You will be on time? -Yes, yep.
It's a wonderful thing about Hannah.
You can always rely on her to do the right thing.
[Engine humming]
[Indistinct talking]
Goldie?
[Laughs]
You still here, Bobby?
[Chuckles]
They'll have to wheel me out.
[Laughs]
I'll see you later!
-Mum, what -- -Board meeting.
It's alright, love. I know where it is.
♪♪
[Telephones ringing]
Mum, please. I know you're angry.
You have a right to be, but this isn't the place.
Breathe, Michael. Don't make a scene.
Mum, don't! Mum!
Overall, we're looking --
♪♪
...at a flotation figure of £148 million,
[Door closes]with a healthy shareholder's net profit
of close to 42p in every pound.
And you can substantiate that figure?
♪♪
If you'd like to look at your shareholders report,
uh, page...
page...12,Can I see that?
I can talk you through the exact figures.
♪♪
[Telephones ringing]
[Indistinct talking]
What the hell are you playing at?
As company secretary, it's important I keep abreast--
[Pounds wall]
You see a man who can lie about a child?
What else are you lying about?
-You're sleepwalking, love. -Well, I'm awake now.
And I'm onto you, Davey.
See you in court.
You go down that road, it won't just be me you're hurting.
[Indistinct talking]
♪♪
[Pen clicking]
♪♪
[Paper rustling]
[Sighs]
♪♪
[Telephones ringing in distance]
[Pen thuds]
[Indistinct conversation]
♪♪
[Knock on door]
-Hi. -Hi.
That 4:00 a.m. start kicking in?
Yeah. Yeah.[Telephone rings]
Oh. It's --
And the West Coast just woke up.
[Ringing stops, door closes]
[Sighs]
Emma Graham.
They've been together a long time.
And?
Well, I didn't, umm...
fully walk her through the consequences.
We're talking about a high-profile divorce.
Which we do all the time.
[Chuckles] We're not bloody whores.
[Chuckles] We're not press-hungry.
We're not like those other firms.
Yes, we are -- sometimes.
Often. Mainly Zander.
She wants a divorce.
Or she just thinks she wants a divorce.
It came as a shock. It was left of field.
She's under acute pressure.
And you've been up since 4:00 a.m.
You're tired.
Uhh, I'm going to advise her to just hold off.
Oh, oh, oh, wait, wait, wait, wait.
It's a long marriage.
It has its stresses and strains,
and a-at some point, both --
[Chuckles] or one wants to get out.
But they don't. They stay.
Why?
[Sighs]
Uh, uh, f-for the children o-or for, um, financial reasons.
Because it's expensive. We makeit expensive.
-Yeah. -She has a career, a reputation.
A-A-And maybe it still works sometimes.
In all its dysfunction, maybe sometimes they're happy.
Or maybe they're just too terrified to leave.
So they stay.
And maybe sometimes, maybe forever,
they're thinking -- no, wishing
that they were with someone else.
Is that really what you want for her?
[Chuckles] That's...
What's going on?
The Grahams took out a privacy injunction
on a newspaper five years ago.
In that injunction, Emma lied to protect Bill.
And my mother helped them do it.
Oh, shit.
[Sighs]
-I shouldn't have told you. -Yes, you should have.
Okay. Okay, which newspaper?
Matthew Royston, The Mail.
I did his last divorce. I'll call him.
I don't want you involved.
Too bad.
You may need to advise her to stay.
You don't need to do this.
You sit tight tonight. Do nothing.
I'll see what I can do.
Thank you.
I owe you.
Yeah. I'll make you pay.
[Telephone ringing in distance]
[Sighs]
You know, tomorrow --
I don't want children.
[Sniffs]
Not now, no, but we agreed...
-Never. -...in a few years.
I don't want children ever.
I mean, there are too many children in the world.
Like, there a lot, billions. Like, why add to them?
Kids are the things that bind you.
No. Not always.
There can be other things.
[Sighs]
[Bell dings]
You're spinning out. -I need to get off.
[Brakes screeching]
Rose!
[Wind rustling]
Rose!
[Breathing heavily]
[Birds chirping, children playing in distance]
[Sighs]
Sorry.
In China, there's this, uh, place
where -- where women never marry.
They just have men drop through a hole in their bedroom
on a kind of fishhook.
Okay, you're losing me now.
Stop thinking about forever.
We're getting married.
Until we don't want to be married anymore,
and then we won't be married.
If it's horrible, then we get out.
♪♪
Okay, let's just -- let's -- let's just live together.
I don't know why.
It means something to me.
Being married to you...
you know, it matters to me.
♪♪
[Sniffs] I still don't want children.
♪♪
So I'll have to have them with my next wife.
[Chuckles]
[Laughs]
♪♪
[Cellphone ringing]
[Ringing stops]
Liv.
Liv: [Voice breaking] Mum.
[Door slams, keys jangle]
♪ Until you realize that you should go, oh ♪
I'm gonna kill him.
Uhh...
♪ ...seem as old as your omens
Never grow up.
Impossible. Mm.
♪ ...keep your proud head from falling ♪[Footsteps ascending]
She's upstairs.
♪ The way is long, but you can make it ♪
[Glass rattles]♪ Easy on me
♪ And the mother we share
♪ Will never keep our cold heart from calling ♪
♪ In the dying light
[Door closes]
[Music blaring on headphones]
♪♪
[Music stops]
It's the worst.
I can't say anything to make it feel better right now.
[Sniffles]
Except you're beautiful...
...and clever, special.
And he will kick himself.
♪♪
When it stops feeling bad, then you'll feel better.
♪♪
And one day, you'll meet someone else, and --
And he'll screw me over again.
♪♪
Or he'll be the one that makes sense of everything.
♪♪
Who sees who you are.
Who you really are.
[Chuckles lightly]
Like you and Dad.
♪♪
Yeah.
♪♪
[Sighs]
Like me and Dad.
♪♪
Nice.
♪♪
He can't even spell. -[Chuckles]
[Sobs]
♪♪
[Indistinct conversation]
♪♪
[Sighs]
♪♪
[Line ringing]
♪♪
[Line clicks]Rex?
Finally, she calls.
Well, needs must.
Your payment's late, Mr. Pope.
At work, then?Man: Rex Pope!
[Cheers and applause]
I may need to charge you interest.
And...
[Cheers and applause]
[Indistinct talking]
-Night! -Good night.
A couple of punch lines over there, so...
♪♪
-He breaks up with her by text. -Mm.
[Sighs]
♪♪
Maybe it's a good thing.
Maybe she gets her heartbreak...
now rather than later.
You know, they call it a crush for a reason.
-You're heartless. -[Chuckles]
[Ring clatters]
And we, more than anyone,
need to be busting the myth of "the one."
We need to say there are a million ones, infinite ones.
Instead, we fall into this --
this Victorian, archaic concept called marriage,
which, quite frankly -- -Too many words.
Quite frankly, it was designed for a time
when we all died by 40.
Or we make a choice. We choose.
Like I chose you.
[Tapping]
[Clock ticking]
You smell of wine.
Look at today.
Here's to Indiana Ray.
[Glasses clink]
Do they know how many more names will be released?
Another 50,000 tomorrow.
Who knows after that.
Some bishop blew his brains out in Glasgow.
Ohh.
[Sighs]
♪♪
[Glass clinks]
♪♪
Hannah.
♪♪
[Cellphone ringing]
It's...
-Turn it off. -Mm-hmm.
[Ringing stops]
[Cellphone thuds]
♪♪
[Birds chirping, dogs barking]
[Toaster pops]
Is that E.T.?
What? That? What? No.
E.T., phone home!
Tilly: Shut up!
E.T., go home!
All right, you lot, hurry up.
Last one out's a biscuit.
Biscuits?There's your coats, got your noses...
iPad! [Door closes]
[Birds chirping]
♪♪
Matthew: I'll need one hour with the Foreign Secretary,
and her husband has to be there, too.
All questions... -To be pre-agreed?
- [Laughs] Forget it. -Matthew, come on.
You're -- You're being given exclusive access
to a serving Foreign Secretary, who will, on record,
discuss her husband's liaisons on an illicit website.
In return, we will need to be assured
that the nature of those liaisons are not disclosed.
-[Sighs] -What?
You get the exclusive, Matthew.
It shuts the story down for any of your rivals,
and you get the headline of the year.
If she's going to do this interview,
it needs to happen today.
Agreed.
And there will be no mention of any past indiscretions?
No, the past is another country.
I won't go easy on them.
They've got children. And you're a good dad, Matthew.
[Laughs] Yeah, tell that to my ex-wife.
We'll be in touch.
Okay. Thanks, Christie.
[Line clicks]
♪♪
I didn't fully walk you through
what your divorce will look like.
You will stand up in an open court
if your husband contests it,
and your life will be put on display --
every detail designed to shame you.
The press will be waiting, capturing your every move,
ready to annihilate you and your family.
Every detail of every relationship
he has ever had will be exposed.
Including those you may have tried to hide.
You may not want to,
but you will implicate yourself and others.
It will end your career.
[Clock ticking]
-Hannah -- -You lied to me by omission.
Worse, you lied on a sworn document.
Do you know what that means?
Yes.
Then how did you think you could divorce
and not expect that to find you now,
in the eye of the storm? -I'm a politician.
I'm always in the eye of the storm.
Noble & Hale have set up a high-profile interview
where you will be able
to control your side of the narrative
before this story and your life
becomes fair game for every tabloid out there.
-Oh, Hannah -- -It is the only way
you will be able to protect your children from worse
and come out with some semblance of dignity.
[Sighs]
[Telephone ringing in distance]
Mm. There are lies you tell yourself.
The small ones.
"He's tired." "You've had a long day."
"You'll catch up at the weekend."
And then the weekend never happens.
And the weeks turn into months, years.
Until you roll over, close your eyes,
hope it will go away.
[Sniffles]
But it's always there.
Why me?
Why did you come to me?
Your mother said to me
if I was to ever choose to divorce,
then I was to go to you.
And you'd do the right thing.
She said you always did.
[Sighing] Oh.
[Chuckles]
What, she just woke up this morning
and decided to stay with him?
Yes. [Scoffs]
[Sighs]
What are you not telling me?
In case you need reminding, you work for Noble & Hale.
Zander, she's not gone back to Defoe's.
Politicians.
You can never trust them.
Ah.
[Sighs]
Uh, it's -- Yeah.
[Telephone ringing in distance]
[Door closes]
New list?
Come on, hand over.
It's not officially out
until 7:00 a.m. tomorrow morning.
That's impressive.
J.J. Johnson?
Won't get it for another five hours.
What? We got Mr. Royston an amazing interview.
Quid pro quo.
Unh, unh, unh. My assistant's just printing out more.
I'll make sure there's one on your desk.
You want to take a car or walk to the Graham interview?
You'll do a good job. I need to be elsewhere.
[Wheels rattling]
-Nina. -Oh, go away.
I was drunk.
You say things when you're drunk,
and the next morning means nothing.
Good to know.
[Footsteps departing]
[Cellphone ringing]
[Sighs]
Rose.
Oh, God, give me strength for tonight.
Oh, mother of sod, you forgot.
-[Groans] -Yeah, in some cultures,
the entire family walks the bride to the next village.
You're getting married in Kensal Rise.
Say something funny.
I put my hand on the vicar's cock.
[Laughs] What?
Sorry.
Uhh... did it feel nice?
-Okay. -[Laughs]
Okay, I'm hanging up on you now!
[Telephone ringing in distance]
[Knock on door]
Have you even eaten today?
[Chuckling] Oh.
I think I had something with cheese around 4:00.
-You have to eat. -[Chuckles]
Donna.
You have to talk to the girls.
[Sighs, sniffles]
Then they'll hate me even more than they do already.
I hated mymother, even when I loved her.
Mm, thank you. That's a great comfort.
-Car'll be here in five. -Okay.
Danny DeVito and you were up late last night.
Simply going through accounts.
And I wish you wouldn't call him that.
Is everything all right?
Yes, we were just having a little overview.
You know, shifting things about.
Yes, yes, fine.
Car's here.
[Telephone ringing in distance]
What's going on, Donna? Which accounts are those?
-Have a good night. -Yeah. Right.
[Keys jangle, lock clicks]
Bill: [Laughs] I'll bring Mrs. Graham out.
Thank you very much.
[Indistinct talking]
You look beautiful, darling.
Thank you.
You won't regret this.
I've got him onto fly fishing.
We might do the odd extra question on it.
Clever you.
[Indistinct talking]
[Exhales sharply]
You okay?
I'm a state schoolgirl from Manchester
at the height of my career.
The work it has taken me to get here.
It's not without love, our marriage.
But I am married to a man whose particular predilection,
I just can't satisfy.
I'm not used to failing.
I don't see divorce as failure.
I just see some marriages as finite.
Mm.
♪♪
When you are out of office...
♪♪
...when you are away from the spotlight,
and all three boys have left home,
when none of this matters anymore...
We make a break for the border?
♪♪
Discreetly. Quietly.
Ramsey: Emma. He wants to start the interview.
Away from the glare.
♪♪
[Emma clears throat]
♪♪
[Wheels rattling]
♪♪
[Door opens]
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[Indistinct conversation]
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I called your office.
The case I'm on is the bitch from hell.
Final hearing, and we didn't have half the paperwork.
I was gonna call you. I have a good lead on the --
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We got it early.
Officially, you've got 12 hours' grace.
Unofficially, uh...
Unless it's a different Stern?
You told Hannah?
No.
But by the end of play today,
every paralegal in town will be poring over it.
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Tell her.
Before she hears about it from someone else.
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[Rain pattering]
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You wrote my dissertation.
No.
Did I?
I did.
Fine.
We're quits.
I want to not have to do this.
When can I stop doing this?
Clearing up my family's mess?
I left Defoe's.
No. You changed your name.
That's something different.
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[Wind blowing]
[Siren wailing in distance]
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-Hey. -[Screams] Jesus.
Sorry. Sorry.
-Were you hiding? -That obvious?
I keep saying we need more light!
They're all inside. I'm the vicar -- Glen.
I'm the sister -- Hannah.
Hi.
And peonies all the way down either side.
Lovely.Do we even know what peonies are?
-Not a clue. -Oh.
Ruth! I've changed to wearing red,
just to give you the heads-up.
It's quite bright, so it's probably best not to compete,
and I wouldn't want you to look washed out.
I don't think we'll have that problem.
Hannah: Sorry! Sorry.
Oh, good.
Did the nice vicar... rescue you?
Wow, it's, uh... definitely a church.
-Hi. Nice to meet you. Oh, hello.
Nathan, Hannah's husband.
Uh, we're gonna ask everyone to walk from here to the house.
Uh, Nathan?
You're in charge of ushers, so keep them in line.
-Yes, milady. -Coming into the church,
groom will be waiting that side,
then me, the bride, this side.[Door opens, closes]
Hannah, Nina, you'll be behind me.
And Dad will walk me down to here.
Dad's walking you down the aisle?
Yeah.
Oscar: Ah. This must be Annie.
Annie: Hello.
-And -- ah. Miles. -Welcome.
Look at it. Look at it. Hasn't changed a bit.
Nope.
-It's beautiful. -They were married here.
The frescoes have faded.
Like everything.
Oh, church makes you so morbid.
Why must you be so morbid?
-Uh, where do I stand? -Oh, umm...
[Indistinct conversation]
It's the biggest day of your life.
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[Indistinct conversation]
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[Door opens]
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No, 'cause at the moment, we've got 140.
I -- I think we want to keep it small.
I know, darling, but as you only get to do it once.
Hopefully.
Nina, now, who are you bringing?
More wine.
Incidentally, Ruth, we were wondering about your check.
Um [Chuckles] it's just the caterer's getting a bit antsy.
That's all.
We had over 300 at our wedding.
I don't remember any of them.
I'm certainly not in contact with any of them.
It was hot and cramped, and my dress was too tight.
But it was such fun.
Yes. It was, wasn't it?[Liquid pouring]
[Indistinct conversation]
[Siren wailing in distance]
[Indistinct conversation]
Why am I seeing roller skates?
Roller disco. My ninth birthday.
-Didn't we, um -- -Roll back the carpets.
I broke in my new skates on this floor.
[Chuckling] Yes, of course.
I have a photo of that day somewhere.
Didn't I send it to you? -Mm.
You sent him things?
Yeah, in the beginning, yeah.
For a while.
We have a -- a beautiful photo of you and Nathan
at your wedding on our mantelpiece.
Ah.
When Vinnie was born,
I knew that would be important.
Finally, the Defoes had a boy.
[Dishes clanking in distance]
Glen: The real act of marriage is in the heart.
[Laughs]
But you might as well fill up the church while you're at it?
[Laughs]Well, the church isn't paying for it, so --
-Behave. -Don't worry about that now.
No?
We -- We almost missed our wedding.
Hannah was -- Hannah was late, and, uh, I --
[Chuckling] I got stuck in the loo at the registry office.
[Laughter]
But, um, when she did arrive,
she looked so...
red from running.
[Laughter]
Even so...
It's a five-minute warning 'cause we should...
Ah. And he pours more wine.
Even so, it was the best day of my life.
Annie: Aww.
-[Scoffs] -Now, what about speeches?
Yes -- speeches.
Well, it's usually groom, best man, father of the bride.
Although I know Dad doesn't mind saying a few words.
I'm very happy to do it.
Mm. Um, well, I think Ruth was going --
-Well... -If you'd like to, Dad.
-Mum's doing it. -No, it --
-It should be Mum who does it. -No, Nina.
Well, she hasn't written anything yet, so --
Well, give her a chance.
Or do you want to take that job, too, Dad?
-I -- -She's been busy. Weren't you?
-Uh, yes. -And what will you say, Mother?
What will you share on that wonderful institution
that is marriage?[Laughter]
-Please. -What? I'm curious.
Yes, despite appearances,
I don't exactly trust what we have to say.
We're more finishers than starters, the Defoes.
-You need some air. -No, I don't.
-Nina. -You do not speak to me today.
[Laughter]
I've never had that much faith in marriage.
Most people sell out, given half the chance.
Okay, we're gonna step away from the wine.
No, the wine, I could trust.
Where's yours and Nathan's, Hannah?
You were so certain, as soon as you finished college,
you were getting hitched.
And I was so grateful that finally we had a good man
who wanted to be in this family.
And you two did it. You two did it.
I don't think I've actually had a proper relationship.
I barely know how to cohabit myself -- barely.
[Laughter]But you two --
-Stop it. -Really?
Yeah, please, Nina.
I'm doing this for you, Rose.
You're spending all this money --
money I don't think we've got.
-Enough! -Not quite.
You worry me, Rose. -Really?
'Cause I think you have some fantasy
about the whole perfect marriage thing,
and we should have told you.
It's a farce! -Oh!
Yeah, our parents were married,
and it didn't stop our dear dad from screwing someone else.
Sorry. -[Groans]
Maya, who was, in fact,
our 24-year-old nanny with a brace.
She's yet to appear, by the way.
Nina, could we please --
Yeah, yeah, could we please stop this now?
Could we please stop pretending
in this whole "happy ever after" pile of crap?
Because everyone is lying. Everyone is lying.
Even you, Nathan. Did you tell her?
Tell me what?
You put your hand on my arse, and you said...
Nina, please."Why doesn't she want to have sex with me anymore?"
[Gasps] Like I would have the answer.
Why would Ihave the answer?
I don't know who I'm gonna screw from one week to the next.
How do I know why Hannah doesn't want to have sex with you anymore?
And I know you care about James. I know you do.
But, James, it's not enough to just get on top
and hope she feels the same.
Is it any wonder you put your hand on the vicar's cock?
[Chuckles]
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Rose?
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What are you doing?
Excuse me.
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-Well... -No.
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Rose?
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James!
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Miles: James?
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Sorry.
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Okay, here we go.
I will not have this! [Pounds table]
I have not worked for the last 30 years
to hold this family together just to have it torn apart.
I will not do that!
We will survive this.
We must.
I'm done with speeches today.
[Chair bangs]I said the truth.
No, truth is everything around what you just said.
You said what would hurt, Nina.
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[Swing creaking]
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[Chuckles]
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[Groans]
[Glasses clink]
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Welcome back.
[Chuckling]
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[Smacks lips] Ohh.
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[Cabinet door slams]
[Electricity humming]
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[Light thud]
Hannah.
I was drunk. -[Scoffs]
[Sniffles]
Nina?
-It didn't mean anything. -[Scoffs]
-Hannah -- -I'm tired.
-No, we need to talk. -Tomorrow.
No.
We need to talk now -- tonight.
[Sniffles]
I'm on the list.
Oh, God.
I was on my own.
Um, you remember the Brussels case.
I -- I never met anyone.
I never went on any dates.
Look at me.
Nothing -- nothing -- nothing happened.
I just clicked, and then suddenly...
And t-that was it. It was just a moment's madness.
The first time I saw you...
it was only ever you.
Only ever you.
No. [Sobs]
The first time.
Hannah, I --
No, Hannah. Hannah, please.
-No. -I love you.
No.
No! Hannah --
No.
No!
-Hannah -- -No!
-Hannah. -No!
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[Sobs] -I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
[Sobbing]
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I'm sorry.
No, you can't!
[Door opens, closes]
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