Original subtitles

There's no easy way of saying this.

Theo is not your biological son.

I'm Miles Lambert.

I'm the other dad.

It's David.

Nice to see you again.

This is my wife, Felicity.

I'm Maddie.

Lucy.

We would like to keep Theo.

And we want to keep David.

I've actually been writing for the first time in ages.

I'd love to read it, I mean, if you don't mind sharing.

Yeah, yeah, of course.

Do you have the details of the nurse that was looking

after Theo in the NICU?

Stella.

My lawyer wants to check some facts.

I really have tried.

We are making all this effort to see Theo,

and you two aren't trying very hard to see David at all.

Oh, come on.

Wait, sorry, what's this about?

Miles, he wants David and Theo.

♪

Maddie: But they filed a custody order eight weeks ago.

Pete: Yeah, they've been lying to us from the beginning.

Maddie: How can they be allowed to do that?

Well, they've changed Theo's birth certificate.

With DNA evidence, I'm afraid it's relatively straightforward.

Pete: But the hospital had no right.

It wasn't the hospital.

To change a birth certificate,

you need a legally valid DNA test.

And a court-approved doctor came to the Lambert's house

on the 25th of September, took a DNA sample from Theo.

The nanny's here.

They've always wanted both boys.

Woman: And they've applied for a child arrangements order.

If that's granted, they get to decide where Theo lives and how

much he gets to see of you both.

- What? - No, no.

They can only do this because mediation failed.

Hold on, we never did mediation.

Well, they say it happened when you met at their house

on the 24th of August.

That is ridiculous.

They invited us over.

We met informally and we decided that we were going to keep our

sons, that we would keep Theo.

Is it just the four of you?

Yes. And their nanny and the boys.

They are playing dirty.

Okay. Well, we can counter their statement.

And we can proceed with an official mediation

in the presence of a neutral third party.

Not the nanny.

But why do we have to do mediation?

So that you can come to a formal arrangement about the

boys and keep it out of court.

But if mediation fails and that's where we end up,

things will likely get very, very unpleasant.

♪

(Doorbell rings)

Hey, matey.

Lucy said Theo didn't turn up this morning,

so I thought I'd come and get him.

And I wanted to give you these in person.

What is it?

Invites to our fundraiser.

We've got a charity for premature babies and we'd love

you and Maddie to be there.

So, where's Theo?

Daytime? At ours?

We agreed, yeah?

Are you serious?

You're trying to take our boy away from us?

Both boys, in fact.

The court documents you filed straight after we met.

That was for the lawyers to deal with.

Oh my god, Miles.

You are insane.

Right, well, there's no need to get personal, but...

I'm just trying to do what's best for my sons, so...

Where's Theo?

I'll take him now, is that alright?

Just get the fuck away from me.

Okay, so you are refusing to let me see him?

Miles!

Oh, hey, there he is.

Theo, back inside.

What is this?

What is this on your chinny-chin-chin?

- Breakfast. - Breakfast?

Well, that is a late breakfast you're having.

It's his lunch.

Now, come on, Theo. Back inside.

Come play. Come play.

I can't not today, little man.

Okay, but soon.

Soon we can play all the time.

Alright?

Okay.

Bye-bye, Theo.

- Bye-bye. - Bye-bye.

Bye-bye.

Olly, where's the haddock for tonight's special?

You said you were doing the order.

No, I asked you to do the order.

For Christ sake!

Oh, come on.

- Maddie. - What?

Take the day.

Just take the day.

You've clearly got a lot on your plate.

No, I'm fine.

No, you're not.

Fuck!

You can't do that.

You can't do this in front of the team,

in front of the customers.

Come on.

I know.

Well, how can I help?

Is there something I can do?

I was... Can I have a hug?

(Laughs)

Is that it? A hug?

Of course you can have a hug.

Come here. Oh, thank you.

Honestly.

I'm sorry.

Yeah, you should be sorry.

♪

Can you just stay right here? This is perfect.

♪

You guys are being so good.

Okay.

Someone is back there.

Oh, no.

It's a whirlwind.

(Giggling)

♪

Okay.

Lucy, can we just please talk?

Maddie, we've seen each other in a couple of days

at mediation.

Bye, David.

Here, you've got your hand full. Just let me take him.

It's okay. Just let me help you.

No, no, I can hold him.

I'd like to play.

For God's sake, Lucy, just let me hold him, please.

Why are you doing this?

Wee.

Theo? Theo? Come here, please.

Theo? Let's go.

Don't run away like that.

Wait.

♪

(Phone ringing)

Hey.

es: Hey, baby. On your way?

Yes, yes. I'm just driving home.

you okay?

y?

Yeah. I'm fine.

Okay, I'll be there soon. I love you. Bye.

Well, it's just...

It's totally crazy that we're here at all.

We're devastated.

David is our whole world.

He means everything to us.

But when you find out your child isn't actually yours...

Um...

The... I'm...

It is hard to... to know what to do.

It's been the same for us with Theo.

It's blown our lives apart.

It's been absolute hell.

Okay.

Do you have any thoughts about what a good outcome looks like?

We, um...

We think David and Theo should both live with us.

Theo just feels like he's a part of us.

Not a part of our family.

We see David and Theo as brothers.

I mean, they've really taken to each other.

Pete, Maddie, how does that make you feel?

Um... Angry.

Confused.

What do you want out of today?

We would like to honour the agreement that

we all made weeks ago.

That we keep the boy we already have

and that we build a relationship with our biological son.

We would like to take David for a night each week.

That sounds reasonable.

Miles, Lucy?

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

I just can't...

Madeline, I don't feel your home is a suitable environment.

- Oh, my God. - Woman: How so?

Well, Pete takes drugs.

Madeline is a borderline alcoholic, I think.

That's absurd!

And you clearly can't control your tempers.

Those are serious allegations, Miles.

(Clears throat)

Look, we're not at risk to eye the child.

Come on.

Theo couldn't self-regulate (Unclear).

That was the words they used.

And he is...

I mean, he can be aggressive at times.

So that to me, says there is instability at home.

Oh, that is...

Theo thrives with us.

The other day, I went to collect Theo.

Pete refused to let me see him,

even though he was desperate to see me.

He wasn't desperate to see you.

He was begging me to stay.

And he was eating breakfast at midday.

It wasn't his breakfast.

So if they can't feed one child breakfast on time,

how are you going to cope with two?

And more important than all of that...

And I am sorry to have to go here, but...

Madeline, your mental state has been a serious

issue in the past, and I am genuinely concerned

that, I mean, God forbid, if anything like that happens

again, and I'm not there...

I'm... I am not there to protect my boys, you know?

(Baby cries)

I wouldn't...

I never hurt Theo.

I had, um...

postnatal depression.

And...

Christ, do we actually have to sit here for an hour

and listen to this guy insult us?

Let's try and focus on why we're here today,

to find a resolution moving forward.

We need to keep both boys safe.

That's right.

And for this to work,

you have to trust each other with your children.

And how are we meant to trust them

when they've been trying to take our child away

from us this whole time?

Bottom line is we are better parents.

We can provide for both boys, and if they can't accept that,

then, regrettably, I think court is the only option.

Maddie, Pete?

Please.

What are you doing this?

Hey, matey.

No, Pete, stop. This is what he wants.

No, see, you misunderstand me, Madeline.

I just don't want Theo to be trapped in your tiny house

with this angry man.

Fucking...

Pete, don't.

Oh, yeah, be careful, mate.

Be very, very careful.

Pete.

Stop.

Strong.

(Engine starts)

Between now and the preliminary hearing,

the Lamberts have requested that Theo continue to go to their

house weekdays during the day, and they've agreed

that you can see David supervised twice a week.

I want to see David without them.

What if we got his birth certificate changed?

You could, but you'd need a court-approved doctor

to get a new DNA sample.

They're never going to allow us access.

And there's more.

I received this yesterday.

It's a document stating that Theo was recently subject

to a child protection referral.

Look, the gummies were my fault,

but Theo didn't come to any harm,

and social services concluded that he was not a child in need.

Still, it's not great, and had I known about it,

I could have pre-empted the Lamberts' next move.

They've submitted an extensive list of harms evidence

just to support their case.

Harms? What do you mean, harms?

Well, they allege that Lucy had to flee from

a public pool with David after you, Maddie,

were verbally aggressive.

Ah, come on, now, that's absolute bollocks.

They also say that Pete physically threatened Miles

after the mediation session.

Miles provoked me.

Look, they're basically saying that you bulldozed

your way into their lives and that you, Pete,

insisted on meeting them before they were ready.

That's a lie.

Miles ambushed us.

Yeah, but you sent the first text, Pete.

Yeah, because he asked me to.

They also say they felt obliged to buy Theo a tricycle

because you couldn't afford it, despite Pete having

a flashy, expensive bike.

They are twisting everything.

♪ So... ♪

♪

♪ Where you gonna go? ♪

♪ After the show... ♪

♪ Straight back home ♪

♪ Or stick around and get stoned ♪

He slides down Gerald's neck and tail.

What's on the next page?

Snail.

It's a snail, and on the floor finds Sally's tail.

What's on the next page?

Now in the grass, who wanders past...

I think this one pops up.

Look at his big teeth.

He's got no teeth in that.

He's got no teeth, you're right.

Let's try this page.

It's the final page.

Why don't you leave us alone in here?

You know you can watch us from anywhere.

Oh, we only have those on when the nanny's here.

Let me see what's on the next page.

Who dares he see...

David: That's a chameleon.

Maddie: It's a chameleon, yes.

I think he wants to eat that too.

Maggie: They fired the nanny for stealing, apparently.

There's cameras everywhere.

I just wish you'd have been there.

I thought you'd like some time alone with him.

Letting David in is not going to harm Theo.

(Doorbell buzzes)

I'll be there next time, okay?

I want to fight for both boys.

Mads, let's just get through the first hearing, okay?

We need to put Theo first, then think about David.

Pete.

(Whirring)

Pete.

(Glass shattering)

I said I want to fight for both of them.

Look, if you are worried about money,

we can remortgage the house to cover the legal fees.

Well, it's not just about money.

Anyway, I'd rather take out another loan

against the restaurant.

What? Are you kidding me?

My job is the only thing we've got going in this fight,

and I'd rather not risk it.

Don't do that.

Do what?

Minimize my contribution to our lives.

I gave up my writing career for our family, okay?

Just remember that.

I'm sorry.

No, it's fine, Mads.

Hand me that one.

No, Mads, I'm fine.

I shouldn't have done that.

That was really stupid.

There's glass everywhere.

♪

You need to acknowledge you have another son, Pete.

Please try.

♪

Okay, I'll try.

♪

Are you all right, buddy?

There's monsters in my room.

There's monsters in your room?

Come here.

Oh, man, it's okay.

You're okay.

There's no monsters.

I'm going to keep you safe, Theo.

Keep you safe.

♪

(Gulls calling)

♪

(Sighs)

♪

Dad?

(Door clicks)

Oh. Emma loved that old thing.

It was mine.

Mum gave it to me.

You never wanted it for Theo?

You never gave it to Theo.

Anyway, it's not really his kind of thing.

He's more into Lego and trucks.

Thought David might quite like it.

He's different from Theo, you know.

Quieter, more shy.

You could meet him if you wanted.

No. Not yet.

Maybe...

when you've got it all figured out.

All right.

Right, I should get going.

Oh, Dad.

I can't get you these anymore.

Not after what happened with Theo.

Maddie just doesn't want them in the house, so...

Right.

Thanks, Dad.

See you soon, yeah?

Yeah.

(Door clicks)

David: Now I'm okay.

Pete: Can I try the blue one?

David: Yeah.

Okay, you tell me, is this a circle or a square?

Oh...

Circle.

Good boy.

Scribble, scribble, scribble,

scribble, scribble, scribble!

I'm gonna try with...

I'm gonna try with three.

Oh, he's flying!

This little guy is flying!

Oh, lovely.

Where's David?

Maddie: Where did he go?

Now he's here.

Pete: Where's David?

Peek-a-boo!

Pete: Found you!

Do you want to make Pete coffee?

Pete: I'd love a coffee.

David: I need to pour that out.

Can you help me pour this out?

Is it very hot?

David: Yeah.

Oh, you burnt my mouth!

(Gasps)

Nanny: Oh...

Let's get that cleaned up.

Okay.

You can't draw on the table.

Look, done.

Can I do a scribble?

♪

Like Mike the Knight.

He has a cool shield.

But I have a knight suit.

♪

Bye, David.

♪

Nanny: Okay, David, they're going now.

(Unclear chatter)

♪

Put them together.

Stay with your playlist this time.

♪

(Sighs)

♪

(Waves crashing)

Pete: That new nanny makes my skin crawl.

It's like a mausoleum in there.

I think we should go to their charity event.

Really?

They're calling it the David Foundation.

They're using our child to show the world

how incredible they are as parents.

We need to be there.

Okay.

I think we should fight for both boys.

The thought of David there, I just...

It's the right thing.

We'll have to sue the hospital.

Or we won't have enough money for both cases.

That's what we'll do.

Yep.

Okay.

Hey, Pete.

Stella, oh, my God.

What the hell are you doing here?

Come round.

So you got the day off or--?

Actually, no.

I've been suspended, Pete.

Because you're suing the hospital.

I can't even set foot in the building.

What?

They're saying we were late tagging them.

And that could be why the mix-up happened

in the first place.

But they're wrong.

Yeah, of course.

Pete.

You don't remember not seeing a tag, do you?

Look, I'm sure I put the tag on.

It is the first thing I would have done before anything else.

Oh, God, Stella.

I'm a bloody good nurse, Pete.

I need this job.

You know that.

Everything has fallen apart.

Management are on us.

The other dad's lawyer won't leave me alone.

Miles' lawyer?

Why? What's he been saying?

No, nothing.

Nothing. I'm sorry.

I shouldn't even be talking to you.

I just need your help.

Look, I would if I could.

I just...

♪

I honestly don't remember.

♪

I've got to finish up.

I'll see you, yeah?

♪

As your hospital dispute investigator,

I'll gather information from all parties

to facilitate your claim

against St. Alexander's Hospital.

Today, I just want to hear what you remember

from the day of the birth.

Shall we start with you, Mr. Riley?

♪

Pete: I remember a lot of panic.

A doctor, or maybe a nurse,

said they were worried that Theo

or David hadn't received enough oxygen

and that they might not make it.

I was worried that I might lose Maddie,

as well as the baby.

What happened next?

Um...

They asked me to go with the baby to the NICU.

I wanted to wait for Maddie, but they didn't know how long

she was going to be in there.

I kept thinking...

It's okay.

Take your time.

I kept thinking if she...

if she survived, would I explain to her

that our baby was...

was brain damaged, or worse, even?

When your baby arrived in the NICU,

he was assigned a nurse, Stella.

Yeah. She was great.

Yeah.

She explained what was happening,

did all the admission stuff,

put the ID tag on Theo.

Did you see Stella put the ID tag on?

I think so, yeah.

Yeah, from what I can remember.

You're certain about that?

Yeah, yeah.

I saw her put the tag on the baby.

That was the first thing she did.

Okay.

And then, um...

that night, you stayed in the hospital?

Um, yeah, I stayed in the hospital that night,

and then, the following morning,

I went home to pack up some stuff.

If Theo had his tag on, then the boys must

have been swapped as soon as they arrived in the NICU.

It could have slipped off later.

His legs were so tiny.

Do you remember Lucy and Miles that day?

I honestly don't remember.

But you remember Theo's tag?

Uh, yeah.

I was focused on Theo.

Yeah.

♪

(Beeping)

(Baby crying)

Is that okay?

(Crying)

It's perfect.

(Baby crying)

(Splash)

(Gasping)

Theo: Mama?

(Breathing heavily)

Hey, I was thinking we could get David a bigger pad.

Some paints.

Take them for him tomorrow.

Yeah. Sounds good.

Night, Mads.

Love you.

(Sighs)

(Waves crashing gently)

(Birds cawing)

(Exhales)

(Groans)

Mads?

Maddie?

Theo?

(Indistinct chatter outside)

(Playful chittering)

Well, maybe Daddy wants to come join us for a little tea party.

Which one shall we give to Daddy?

That one?

Oh, thank you.

I'd love some hot tea.

It's a hot kettle!

Kettle? Is it very hot?

Oof! That's hot. Daddy's burnt his mouth.

Maddie: I found the first photo from the NICU.

He didn't have his tag on.

♪

I'm scared, Pete.

They're using my past against me,

so if we're not united on this, we're gonna lose everything.

If you think you owe anyone at that hospital anything,

you don't.

The only people you need to protect are our boys.

♪

(Whispers indistinctly)

♪

(Waves crashing softly)

Miles: Ah! Don't drop you?

(Playfully) Oh, no, no, no, no!

I'm gonna get you!

(Playful shouting)

Oh!

(Theo giggles)

Miles: I've got another question for you.

Theo: Mm-hmm?

Miles: Mm-hmm. Where did you--

where did you come from?

Mummy Lucy's tummy.

That's right.

You were inside Mummy Lucy's tummy, weren't you?

And who does Daddy love most in the whole world?

Theo: Theo!

Miles: Theo! And he loves you

all the way down to the hairs on your--

Theo: Chinny, chin, chin.

Chinny, chin, chin.

And who's your real dada?

You!

That's right. I'm your real dada, aren't I?

Dada Mose.

Pete: What did you do with Miles and Lucy today, Theo?

Theo: Nothing.

Nothing?

Uh-huh.

You're not playing any games?

Momose is my dada.

Dada Mose.

(Birds chirping)

Theo, does Miles tell you to say things sometimes?

(Theo singing)

♪ The wheels on the bus go round and round ♪

Pete: Go on, go and find Mummy.

Mama!

(Phone rings)

Hello?

Peter Riley? My name's Kiera Keenan.

from the Mail.

would love to run your article

a feature this weekend.

What?

ut the baby swap.

What are you talking about? I didn't write an article.

s got your name on it.

(Dramatic instrumental music)

Who sent it to you?

Was it Miles Lambert?

k, it's a great piece. I just need a few more de--

♪

(Dialling)

es: Hi, Pete.

Why is a journalist from the Mail

calling me about an article which...

(Phone beeps)

♪

(Dialling)

you've reached Miles Lambert. Leave a message.

Stop pissing around and call me back,

you fucking psycho!

Hey, who are you talking to?

Wow, you look incredible.

Thanks. Um, Jen is going to be here soon,

so can you please come and get ready?

Okay, we need to show them that we are not a pair of pushovers.

(Indistinct chatter)

(Light jazz music in background)

♪

What a fucking prick.

Sorry.

Okay, I can't stand here all night.

Maddie: I'm going to need a stronger drink.

Okay, we got this.

Can you put your jacket back on?

You look like a waiter.

♪

Miles: This is your world. You need to know it.

You need to know this.

Miles.

Yes?

You need to pull that article.

Hey, matey. Do you guys know Peter Riley?

He's a local gardener, burgeoning writer.

You two, you guys need to talk.

Oh, excuse me.

Interesting. Fiction? Or, um...

No, I don't write anymore.

That was a long time ago.

(Crowd din)

Can I get a dirty martini

and can you bring the glass with an orange peel, please?

(Crowd din)

Pete: How do you know Miles?

My husband's developing a restaurant with him.

In London?

No. Down here.

They're convinced it's going to be the new go-to spot.

Down on Watergate Bay.

Do you know it?

Yes, yes, I do.

Very well.

Would you excuse me?

One moment.

Miles: (Chuckles) I know that. You do that?

(Crowd din)

Good evening.

Good evening, everyone.

I just want to thank everyone for coming along to support

our new charity for premature babies.

The David Foundation.

(Applause)

He's opening a new restaurant right next to the bay.

Miles: Obviously, it's a cause

that's very dear to me and my wife, Lucy.

You don't want to hear me speak,

so I'm actually going to invite her up onto the stage

to tell you about it.

So without further ado, ladies and gentlemen,

my incredible, gorgeous wife, Mrs. Lucy Lambert.

(Applause)

Thank you.

Before I became a mother,

I had a successful career as an artist.

I travelled the world exhibiting my work

and I had, in fact, one of my largest exhibitions

in this very gallery.

And if you told me back then

at the height of my career that in a few years' time

I would have given it all up

to become a full-time mother, married to someone like Miles

and begging my neighbours for cash,

I probably would have told you, "Piss off."

(Crowd laughter)

And yet, here I am.

A completely changed woman, all thanks to the birth

of my darling son, David.

Before David was born, I don't think

I truly knew what love felt like.

Sorry, handsome.

And yet, motherhood hasn't been easy.

We never expected our darling son to arrive so early.

It was a shock we weren't prepared for.

And those first few weeks

in intensive care were the scariest of my life.

(Baby crying)

Um...

(Laughs)

We had so many questions,

and yet nobody seemed to have any answers.

So, we decided to change that

and create a charity to support children and families

across the UK living in the aftermath of premature birth.

(Chuckles)

Uh, so, please dig deep and raise a glass

to the David Foundation.

All: The David Foundation.

(Applause)

(Indistinct chatter)

(Laughter)

(Indistinct chatter)

What an event!

Look at this place. Amazing.

Boys, this is my new friend, Madeline.

Oh, we're hardly friends now, Miles.

Miles: It's true, it's true. We're almost family now.

Oh, you can't choose your family?

Pete: Mads. Mads.

Do you want to go for a quick walk?

Maddie: Where do you get off hosting shit like this

when you're stealing other people's children?

I mean, what else are you hiding in that big glass house?

Mads.

Miles: It's fine, Pete. Honestly.

She's just having one of her Maddie moments.

So, do you want to say something, Pete,

or does she do all the talking here?

You know what they say about people in glass houses, Miles.

We're, uh, we're filing for both of them.

You should know.

Come on.

Right, drive safe.

Maddie: No, I think it might be a cow.

Or is it a...

Dinosaur!

Is it a dinosaur? Are you sure?

Pete: Who wants toast?

Toast and tea, Mummy's medicine.

I might...

Nuh-uh, that's for the big man!

Theo, that's for you.

How's it going?

Well, the tea's doing a great job.

(Sighs) We've got this.

Of course we have.

Here.

Hmm?

No, I don't know about this bit.

Theo: The red, the orange one.

(Doorbell rings)

Dinosaur.

I'm so comfortable right now, I can't...

If I stand up...

Obviously I'm going. Obviously I'm going.

You've got such strong legs.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

(Miles breathing heavily)

Peter Riley?

Yes?

My name is DS Ridley. This is my colleague, DS Chopra.

We're investigating the alleged abduction

of Theo Lambert from St. Alexander's Hospital

on the 4th of January, 2022.

We'd like you to come to the station for questioning.

What?

Ridley: As the matter has escalated

from an internal investigation to a legal action,

we're now handling this investigation

for the hospital dispute team.

Right, well, I'm not going anywhere.

You can talk to me here.

If you refuse to come with us voluntarily,

you're liable for arrest.

(Dramatic instrumental music)

Maddie: Pete, what's going on?

I've... I've got to go

and answer some questions, but I'll be back soon.

Maddie: Sorry, can you explain what's happening here?

Mr. Riley...

Yeah, I'm coming.

It's okay, it's okay.

Honestly. It's a misunderstanding.

Theo: Dada!

♪

Dada, stay home!

Pete: I'll be back soon!

♪

Maddie: No, wait. Pete! Pete!

Take Theo inside, Mads.

♪

(Breathing heavily)

♪

(Waves crashing softly)

(Slow instrumental music)

♪

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