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[♪ dramatic music plays]

[Basil] Declan? Declan?

[groaning]

[Basil] How long have you been there for?

Christ, are you all right?

[grunts]

Come here. [grunts]

All right? You need to sort yourself out.

- [Declan] Mmm. - Here you are.

- Come on. You okay? - [Declan] Mmm.

[Basil] Yeah?

[♪ sorrowful music plays]

[door opens]

Daddy.

I found him passed out in a pile of rubbish.

Your mother's staying in one of the rooms above the bar.

I'm not sure if he came to speak to her or...

Um, thank you for bringing him home.

Of course.

Look, what happened on Bonfire Night between us, I--

[footsteps approaching]

A taxi's going to be here in five minutes.

[Taggie] What?

I'm going back to school.

- Uh... - I'll go.

You know where I am.

Okay? Bye, darling.

Are you sure?

- [sobs] - Come here.

We've always had to keep Mummy's secrets.

Because despite what she's done,

I really didn't want them to split up.

- [sobbing] - I know, of course not. [sniffles]

[♪ "Holding Out For a Hero" playing]

[doorbell rings]

[♪ music ends]

What's happened? What is it?

Everything's falling apart.

Daddy's in such a state, I...

Oh, angel.

No, I...

I want your help.

- You need a knight in shining armour-- - Oh, please.

If Venturer falls apart, we have to leave.

Go back to London.

We're back where we were,

except we haven't got another bluebell wood to sell you.

I love it here.

It's the most beautiful place in the world.

I need you to do what you do best.

What's that?

Win.

[♪ opera music plays]

[♪ music ends]

[♪ opera music playing]

Wake up.

You're due in London for your IBA interview this morning.

And the fact that you've been screwing your opponent's wife

is all over the tabloids.

It would have been worse.

But I leant on the editor to paint you as a victim of Mrs O'Hara's sexual urges.

What do you want, a medal?

No, I want you to get out of bed.

It's always been a plan, this.

Even at school. [chuckles]

Selling cigarettes to first years.

We've never let anything get in the way of success.

Not least a woman.

Don't fuck us both over when we're so close to winning.

[groans]

[♪ intense music plays]

Battle faces on.

We are ready for you.

[Tony] Mrs Menzies-Scott.

Today's newspapers...

Are not relevant to today's interview.

No, but they are, Sally.

I allowed myself to be seduced by that woman and I feel ashamed.

Monica would be so ashamed.

But losing her so suddenly, so terribly, I'm so rootless.

That's no excuse for my behaviour.

Oh, this? Monica's favourite rose.

Hardy and strong scented, even in winter.

Let's go in, Tony.

[elevator dings]

Declan O'Hara's here.

He's quite drunk and angry.

I've put him in dressing room two.

[knocks on door]

Mr O'Hara?

[sniffles]

You knew Tony was sleeping with my wife, didn't you?

Thank you, Daysee.

Why didn't you tell me?

I did try to say something, but Tony is my boss.

You enable that monster.

Hiding all of his dirty secrets.

How do you live like that?

How do you sleep at night?

[champagne pouring]

Go home.

Lord Baddingham has always been prepared to do anything to win.

Now he doesn't have anything to lose.

You still do.

Sober up and pull out of the franchise race.

- [bottle pops] - To Corinium!

- [applause] - [cheering]

We did well, didn't we?

Consummately done, as ever, Tony.

A finer interview could not be had.

Using your recent bereavement was a stroke of a genius.

I think Mrs Menzies-Scott might have even shed a tear. [chuckles]

Well, perhaps we should say...

to widowers.

To widowers!

- [Tony laughing] - [chattering, cheering]

[Daysee] Then Declan disappeared.

He left his keys in the ignition.

I-I thought he would have come here.

Well, he can't have got far without his car.

How drunk was he?

[Daysee] Declan drunk.

I should have done something.

Don't worry, Daysee.

Declan's a big angry bear.

Even I can't control him at the moment.

I'm going to drive over to Cotchester.

Go around the pubs and look for him.

I'm coming with you.

I'm gonna have a ring round. See if anyone else has seen him.

Could you give me a lift into Penscombe, Mr Jones?

Just so I can catch the bus back home?

Well, I-I can drive you back.

[Corinium team chattering]

[Tony] Vereker!

Well done for throwing your wife's book adaptation into the mix.

You actually made it sound quite thrilling.

Well, I'm a master of improvisation, Tony.

I mean, have I read it? No.

But did I thrill the board with a tale of a...

of a frumpy housewife who loses weight and finally bags the-the dashing hero?

Yes. Huh. Yes, I suppose I did.

But how keen will Mrs Vereker be on this new version?

She'll be keen when she can afford the second home in Provence.

[chuckles] Ooh, la, la.

Oh, actually, um, Tony, uh, now Sarah's left,

I was wondering, there is an empty seat on Uncensored.

James, the housewives of Rutshire would revolt

if we took you away from their favourite programmes.

Let's keep you where you shine.

Light entertainment.

You're rather quiet, Paul.

Sarah went away for a while. Is she back yet?

[clears throat] No.

Um, she's still at her mother's.

But she'll be back in your loving arms soon, I'm sure.

- It is so unfair the way they treat you. - Hmm.

You're just as much of a journalist as Beastly Johnson.

I just wish I could change Tony's mind.

I've heard a rumour you might be interested in.

Go on.

- It involves Rupert Campbell-Black... - Yeah?

...and a child of dubious parentage.

What, you don't mean...

Deirdre, you naughty little bunny.

[church bells tolling]

He's not in the Cotchester Arms or the Dog and Trumpet.

Hey, we'll find him.

I can't do the whole IBA pitch on my own. Can you imagine?

[chuckles]

[sniffles] Have you heard from Cameron?

Assume she's back in America.

I'm sorry it didn't work out for you.

We were never right for each other.

Right, come on.

Chin up.

Don't worry, angel, we'll find him.

[engine starts]

Scotch and cigars for the gentlemen.

Gin and tonics for the ladies.

- What do you say? - [Charles] Ooh.

- No takers? - It's a little late, Tony.

Okay. How about we play a game?

First one to leave gets fired.

[James sighs]

- I'm joking. I'm joking. - [laughter]

Calm the fuck down, all of you.

Go on, leave if you want.

Tony, you're too much.

- Oh, you're hilarious. - [chattering]

I wouldn't mind that G and T.

[♪ ominous music plays]

I've been wondering when this would happen.

Good things come to those who wait.

- Consider my expectations raised. - [chuckles]

- [doorbell rings] - Hmm.

[Tony] Declan.

Well, this is overdue, isn't it? Drink?

I knew you played dirty, Tony, but this was low.

Even for you.

You make it sound like I had some sort of nefarious master plan.

Quite sweet actually, but no, no, no, no.

No, seducing Maud was easy.

All I had to do was ask a few questions,

show an interest, observe her beauty, her talent.

And she couldn't get her knickers off fast enough.

When you fucked her, were you thinking about me?

- Well-- - Or maybe you were thinking about Rupert?

After all, he is the one you're really obsessed with, isn't he?

[doorbell rings]

Ah. Um, is Declan here?

Come in.

- [door closes] - Billiard room.

Oh, look at that.

The entire gang come to confront terrible Tony.

[growls]

- Lucky me. - He's not worth it, Declan.

- Come on, come on. - No, no, no, no.

Have you apologised yet, Rupert? To Declan?

What on Earth are you talking about?

Oh, Rupert knew about Maud.

Tried to threaten me in fact, but I...

didn't think that was very gentlemanly behaviour.

Is this true?

Rupert?

I thought Maud should be the one to tell you.

Oh, we could have had a good thing, you and I.

Twenty million viewers a week.

Your pick of guests.

But you got drawn into Rupert's childish schoolboy feud.

I still think we could have made great television together.

And now you're bidding for a franchise that we both know,

deep down, you don't really want to run.

Not really. You're a...

You're a leftie firebrand, you're not a businessman.

Cameron would have steered that ship brilliantly.

But you and Rupert fucked that up as well, didn't you?

I hear she's already doing well in New York.

Thriving, in fact.

You broke up my marriage, Tony.

You did that. Not Rupert.

I didn't want Maud.

I just wanted to win.

Men like Rupert, men of his class, they're careless.

Not like us.

You and I had to work for everything we've got.

When I fuck somebody over, I know what I'm doing.

Rupert doesn't even notice.

Declan, that is not true.

You've always just been a pawn in his game against me.

Now, you've been...

you've been kicked off the chessboard and smashed to pieces.

[softly] Yeah.

I'd laugh, but it's,

you know, cruel.

[♪ sinister music plays]

Daddy?

Are you all right to see yourself out?

Your wife died in my arms, broken by your games.

Always remember that.

Why didn't you tell me?

I spoke to Maud.

It was never my place to tell you about your marriage.

Did you?

Did you know, Tag?

[sobs]

So, you fucked Maud just to fuck Declan?

What do you think?

[♪ dramatic music plays]

We have got to stick together if we have any hope of winning this franchise.

Listen, listen to me.

[sniffles]

- I've got a plan. - [sighs]

You're going to go home.

You're gonna sober up.

You're gonna get some sleep.

You're coming with me tomorrow.

Where?

[♪ "Kids in America" playing]

A Manhattan for you, Mr Campbell-Black.

- And a water for Mr O'Hara. - Thank you.

[server] Can I get you gentlemen a drink?

I'll have what she's having.

And a mineral water for my friend.

- Of course. - Thank you.

When my concierge told me you were here to see me,

I thought it must have been some sort of joke.

So,

why are you here?

Because we need you.

You've submitted our programming plans to the IBA. They make great television.

All you need to do is ace the interview.

Tony aced his.

Charles says the panel couldn't have been more impressed.

So I have a new plan for the interview.

The interview which is in two days?

- Mmm. - Yeah.

And we can pull it off if you help us.

We need you, Cameron.

[sighs]

Well, I had a meeting about a job with NBC yesterday.

It was so refreshing to meet potential employers who didn't try to seduce me.

Or accuse me of corporate espionage.

But then you were all too happy to believe that I was in league with Tony.

Clearly neither of you trusted me to begin with.

Coming here was a stupid idea.

Hey, hear me out first.

[sighs]

You'll like this.

You have until I finish my drink.

Give me your pitch.

[Scott] It doesn't matter what happened in the past, I...

I-I really like being with you.

Just friends.

But I'll understand if you say no.

[phone ringing]

[Charlene] Wipe that stupid look off your face.

If anyone's dumb enough to want to be friends with me,

I'm not gonna knock them back.

[Scott] All right.

Penscombe 0197.

- Taggie! Just the girl I was looking for. - [chuckles]

I'm managing the grooms for Rupert whilst he's in New York.

Perfect opportunity for a party, don't you think?

Oh, you want me to cater?

No, no, no. All booze, no food.

And I'm inviting you as a guest, Taggie.

I mean, it's going to be fucking marvellous.

[chuckles]

- [church bell tolls] - [sighs]

Gerald?

Sorry. I thought you were at work.

So, you came by hoping I'd be out?

I was posting a wedding invitation through your door.

You could have given it to me at the IBA pitch.

What, you'll be there?

Won't Tony find out?

No. The pitch is confidential.

You don't have to come to the wedding.

I don't want to come.

But,

it'll look rather strange if you don't.

You really have broken my heart.

You have no idea how much I was prepared to do and-and to give up for you.

I genuinely hope this marriage makes you happy.

I really do.

- [Lizzie] Hello. - Hello, Mrs Vereker.

[sighs]

[♪ intriguing music plays]

Uh, I'm, uh... I'm heading home. Are you coming?

James won't be coming with you.

We're working on a very important story.

I've got a scoop, Lizzie.

Two words, Campbell-Black.

- Scandal. - That's three words.

Three words. Whatever. Anyway,

this will ruin Venturer's franchise chances for good.

Tony will have no choice but to promote me after this.

Oh.

I'll be out all night.

- Don't wait up. - But-- Um...

[James] Okay. Let's dig for gold.

I know it's unconventional, but it could work.

- Hmm? - It's audacious.

It's Venturer.

Hmm.

What do you think, Declan?

Can you pull off Rupert's vision?

Yeah.

Could work.

No, no, it works if you're leading it.

You are the orator everyone wants to hear.

Your passion--

I am out of passion.

[whispering] Go on.

[sighs]

I read about Maud and Tony.

I am so sorry, Declan.

I've blamed Maud.

I've blamed Tony.

[sniffles]

I've blamed you two.

But through my own fucking obsession and hubris, I've brought us all down.

This is Tony.

He's been playing puppet master with all of us for the last year.

He's the one who's got us paranoid and-and fighting each other.

He's the one who's used Maud.

The one who got you to be suspicious of me.

[breathes shakily]

We need to stop him.

So, what do you think?

You said we need to stop him.

Time to beat Tony once and for all.

[♪ "Hey Mickey" playing]

[chattering]

Whoo!

Darling, welcome.

How are you?

You didn't tell me it was a fancy dress.

Well, the theme is The Last Days of Rome.

And I...

I'm the god of wine!

I'm sure I can find you a spare bedsheet from somewhere.

I-I don't really think this is my kind of party

and I think with everything going on, I-I--

No, no, no, no, no, no.

Listen, don't worry about your parents, Taggie.

Look, growing up, my mother...

How can I put this?

- Well, she played away. - Well, that must have been horrible.

It's never pleasant to be the subject of rumours.

But it made me realise, I didn't want to spend

my entire life obsessing over my family's chaos.

Far more fun to create my own chaos instead.

[chuckles]

- Well, I like your crown. - Yeah? Well, try it on.

- Really? - Yeah.

- Okay. - There you are.

How does it look?

Beautiful. It suits you.

- Really? - Yeah.

[chuckles] Okay.

You are good.

- Very good, in fact. - Yeah, exactly.

But you lack balls.

- Both literally and physically, no? - [laughing]

- Sorry? - Well, polo is tough, Perdita.

- And you're a schoolgirl, practically. - Yeah, exactly.

It wouldn't feel right letting you play with brutes like us.

Thanks for putting the "cunts" in "friends,

- Romans, countrymen." - [Sebbie laughs]

- Ah. - [chuckles]

The pilots have asked if you could sign some autographs, Mr O'Hara?

- What, they don't want him? - [grunts]

They're big fans of your show.

- You gotta do what you gotta do, huh? - [chuckles]

[chuckles]

They asked you first, didn't they?

Declan needs it more than me right now.

You broke my heart.

You know that, don't you?

I didn't plan to.

If you keep on like this, you will run out of hearts to break.

I intend to leave hearts well alone in future.

[♪ "Tainted Love" playing]

- [guests chattering] - [bottle pops]

- Enjoying yourself? - [Dommie, in French] Yes.

[in English] Is she, um...

I think so.

[Basil] Taggie?

Taggie, don't go.

Sorry, I... [inhales sharply]

I think your friends are a little bit wilder than mine.

Oh, rubbish.

You being here tonight made my evening.

Look, the Rutshire Hunt Ball is coming up.

The Hampshires always throw a marvellous party.

Why don't you come with me?

I'm asking you on a date, Taggie.

[chuckles] You're so lovely, Bas. I...

But everything's such a mess at home right now. I-I just...

You should ask someone else.

[inhales deeply, clears throat]

[music continues]

- All right? - Three months.

That's how long we think it will take for you to get into Taggie's knickers.

Stop it. £100 says I'm there sooner.

- Cheers to that. - Cheers to that.

Nathalie Perrault, you look dressed for bed.

[Freddie] You sure you want to sell us your book?

- Corinium's offering more cash. - [inhales deeply]

Well, it is a lot more money,

but Tony thinks Ferdy should be played by a big film star.

Probably someone completely inappropriate.

- Like, I don't know, Schwarzenegger. - [chuckles]

[imitating Arnold Schwarzenegger] "I'll be back."

But this-this is serious, Freddie.

For me.

This is about my novel.

I want it to be a success, but Tony doesn't really care about it.

[sighs] Fuck the money.

Oh, I love it when you get all tough and sweary. [moans]

Valerie told me something on Bonfire Night.

Um, I noticed she had...

[smacks lips] ...lingerie.

[chuckles] It's stupid, but I...

I assumed you weren't sleeping together.

We weren't. [sighs]

- Does it bother you? - A bit.

- [grunts] But that's unfair, isn't it? - Are you still sleeping with James?

Once a month, less so if I can.

- Do you want me to stop? - I don't think I can ask you that.

That wasn't my question.

Do you want me to?

[breathes heavily] All the girls in the office were talking about tonight.

I've heard about these parties.

They'll be swapping keys...

- [sucks teeth] ...and Lord knows what else. - Mmm.

[♪ upbeat music playing]

Hmm. What the... [grunts]

[groans, mutters]

- Let's go round the back. - [door unlocks]

[Basil] Ah, it's Vereker! [chuckles]

[panting] The fuck do you want?

[Nathalie] Basil?

Basil.

[in French] I'm coming! [chuckles]

[blows raspberry, exclaims]

[grunts]

[in English] You were right, Deirdre. Very sinister goings on at Penscombe.

[♪ "Poison Arrow" playing]

My God.

- Let's, um... - [chuckles]

- Let's go. - Mmm.

Let's check upstairs.

- [James] Is it on? - [Deirdre] Yes.

Yes, yes, here she is!

- Yes! Here she is. Push record. - What?

- Run, run, come on. - James, what the hell are you doing here?

- [Deirdre] We want the truth. - Are the rumours true?

Did Rupert Campbell-Black break up your marriage to MP Paul Stratton?

Is Rupert the father of your unborn child?

What? Rupert? Where did you get that idea?

Well, if it's not him, why are you living in his house?

On me. In this veritable den of vice?

James, just... I've had enough. Just leave me alone!

- [Perdita] Oi, hair spray! - What?

- Piss off, won't you? - What?

- Go on. I said piss off! - That's mine. What?

And take Steven Spielberg with you! Get out!

- Ow! No! - [Perdita] Get out!

You're a bloody hooligan.

- Get out! - Hooligan!

Deirdre, give me that, give me that. Precious cargo.

- Animal. - [Deirdre] My neck.

Stop complaining, Deirdre, just get somewhere safe.

[Deirdre] I'm tangled.

I'm sorry that prat was bothering you.

[Sarah sighs]

Is the baby Rupert's?

[sighs] Christ, no.

No. [sighs] James, just... yet again, just got the wrong end of the dick.

Have we met before?

You really remind me of someone, and I can't put my finger on who.

Maybe you've seen me at the polo? I'm Sebbie and Dommie Carlisle's groom.

- Or at least I was. - Well, what went wrong?

They said I'm not brave enough to play.

Too female, apparently.

Well, maybe you should find a way to prove them wrong.

Look, thank you.

Genghis Khan, the famous warrior-conqueror,

was said to have had 500 concubines.

As a result, it's estimated that one in 200 men carry traces of his DNA today.

It would be unfair to compare Rupert Campbell-Black

with the notorious warlord.

Although they do both share a fondness for horses.

And yet, after speaking to Mrs Stratton,

I can't help but wonder how many more illegitimate little Campbell-Blacks

could there be in Rutshire?

- Deirdre, what are you doing? - What is going on?

Rupert Campbell-Black, are the rumours true?

- Are you-- - Get the fuck out of my house.

Basil!

Give me the tape.

- Uh... - I said give me the tape!

It just...

[stammers] ...takes a moment.

I have not missed her.

I tell you what though, Deirdre.

We are bloody onto something.

- Let's get out of here. - Mmm.

[Rupert] Basil!

- [sighs] - [Basil laughing]

- Ooh. [chuckles] - [panting]

- Bas! - [Nathalie] Ah.

- Rupert, you're home? - [panting] Ooh.

[panting] Rupert's here?

Course I'm bloody here. It's my bedroom.

Room for one more?

Perhaps another time.

Ah, suit yourself. Watch yourself, darling.

What are you all doing in my house,

and why does it look like the set from I, Claudius?

Well, you know what they say, Rup.

There's no place like Rome.

Relax. I had a couple of people over. I would do the same for you.

Oi! Oi. You've got to see this.

[sighs]

[guests chanting] Perdita! Perdita!

Whoo! [laughs]

Not brave enough for polo?

- Brave like the boys? - Is that Perdita?

The hell is she doing?

- Who is that? - Perdita, our groom.

Oh, Sebbie. Bloody hell.

[Rupert] Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Easy.

Get down.

[breathing heavily] Whoa.

Perdita, what on Earth were you thinking? That was incredibly dangerous.

[chuckling] I'm in one piece, aren't I?

I meant for the horses, you fool! My horses!

Come on. Let's get you in. Let's get you in.

Get the fuck out of my house. All of you!

Good boy.

Are Rocky and Belgravia okay?

Yes.

No thanks to you, you stupid little girl.

Let her parents deal with her. We need to get our heads back in the game.

Yeah.

[♪ romantic music playing]

[Freddie] How did I do?

- Nearly top of the class. - [chuckles]

You can practise it at home with your wife.

Sorry.

Do you worry about it?

The devastation we'd cause if this came out.

- Maud and Tony, that's two families. - [breathes deeply]

Monica must have known about the affair when she spoke to me.

The pain on her face,

the utter betrayal.

I try not to think about it.

But I do all the time.

Do you want to stop?

No.

Then we keep going as we are.

Just being careful.

- [front door opens] - [James] Darling, I'm home.

- Fuck. Fuck. - [Freddie panting]

[♪ suspenseful music playing]

[Lizzie groans] Oh, God.

Lizzie? Where are you? I have news.

[stammering] Just one minute!

Ah. Hello? [pants]

[panting]

[James] Lizzie?

The Stratton baby.

It's Rupert's. Oh.

Ah.

- [clears throat] - Gosh.

Uh, are you... are you sure about that?

She's living with him.

I think they're in some kind of sex cult with Basil Baddingham and the polo crowd.

I'm gonna be the next bloody David Frost.

Although, all he did was talk to Nixon,

whereas I've actually discovered something. [chuckles]

Mmm.

[panting]

[♪ "Living In A Box" playing]

Mr O'Hara?

Lord Baddingham was very impressive.

Time to show us what you've got.

Hmm.

[inhales deeply] Isn't it funny that the fate of all these franchises

from all across the country is decided in one office in central London?

Where are your colleagues?

They're not coming.

Well, shall I take it you're conceding the franchise?

No, no, no, no. Quite the reverse.

I want to show you why Venturer should win it.

I hope you have warm coats.

Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Venturer Television Studio.

This is the most exciting television studio on Earth.

Stratford-Upon-Avon in the north, Southampton in the south,

Oxford in the east, Hereford in the west.

And here, the heart of the Central South West region,

where Venturer are proud to be based, Penscombe, the jewel of Rutshire.

Nice to see you again so soon, Mr Fairburn.

This interview is the one that matters to me.

Nice day for it.

Yes.

Venturer's television show, The Sport of Kings,

will finally bring polo to the general public.

With the message that sport is for everyone.

[Bishop] Parish churches like Penscombe

will be spotlighted in our religious series, Pews with Views.

[Freddie] Venturer's new show, Tech On Me ...

- Ooh. - ...will be bringing you

the newest exciting developments in technology.

Robots are the future.

[clicks tongue] That's rather good.

- Oh. [chuckles] - Whoa. [chuckles]

Venturer has exclusive rights to local novelist

Lizzie Vereker's outrageous new book.

Players will bring sex and social comedy,

and a slow-burn romance that will make audiences laugh, cry,

and wonder if there's more adventure for them out in the world.

[Basil] Cooking For Britain will feature local cooks

competing against each other to be crowned chef of the year.

With dishes made using ingredients from the region,

judged by Michelin-starred chefs.

Today's Gloucestershire Old Spot pork was cooked by Miss Taggie O'Hara,

in my opinion, the best chef in Rutshire.

Young musicians will be encouraged to enter Virtuoso!,

Venturer's young musician competition,

to win a scholarship as part of the Monica Baddingham Music Foundation.

We believe in honouring the dead by supporting issues dear to their heart.

And to give you an example of our fine local talent,

we have a gifted young pianist playing for you today.

Hello, Dad.

[♪ playing gentle music]

Whose idea was this?

Taggie's.

And finally, my prime time,

award-winning and no-holds-barred talk show will return under Venturer.

You made your titular show under Tony Baddingham's stewardship.

That's right.

However you may feel about him now,

isn't it curious to make a Corinium programme part of your pitch for Venturer?

Yes, well, um...

Look, when I joined Corinium, Tony promised me freedom.

He knew I'd been censored by the BBC,

so I came to Corinium because they promised that I'd go out live.

And that's why I do what I do. [chuckles]

So the powerful have nowhere to run,

so that they have to engage with the public,

live and unfiltered, no prepared speeches or statements

and that they are held to account by an audience of millions.

Without press freedoms, there are no other freedoms.

Democracy, it's...

it's like a candle.

It-It can flicker, it can gutter.

But if it's not watched carefully, it can go out.

If Venturer win this franchise...

we will guard that flame with our lives.

And there will be one place

where audiences can see the powerful held to account.

And I think that matters.

And I hope you do too.

Well said.

You have given us a great deal to think about.

Getting us out of our London office was a very good idea.

[phone rings]

Yeah?

She did what?

[♪ tense music plays]

Mmm. Yeah. Okay. Okay.

Bad news?

Cameron's back.

They gave an outstanding performance, apparently.

Direct from the mole.

Well, it's good to know he's still making himself useful.

Hmm.

[both laugh]

I've got a good feeling about today.

Are you sure that's not just the brandy?

I think things might just go our way with the bid.

- Hmm. - Me too.

- We're so nearly there. - Ah, after all this time!

[Declan] Thanks for getting me back on track, Rupert.

We couldn't have done this without you.

Well...

So, how's it feel?

- Fantastic. [chuckles] - Here's to Venturer!

- Cheers. - Cheers.

- Cheers. - Cheers!

- Daysee. - Yeah?

Lord Baddingham wants to see you.

- Come with me. - ...camera two into position, please?

- That's it. - [Daysee clears throat]

[Steve] Okay, we're going to rehearse that last bit again in five minutes?

[Beattie] Sorry, could I get that coffee please?

Hey, are-are you sure I'm not in any trouble?

Of course not, you're fine.

Don't worry.

[no audible dialogue]

[Tony, Penney chattering]

Daysee, thanks for joining us.

Please, take a seat.

Fergus, you must remember Daysee Butler?

She drove you to the studio when you judged Miss Corinium.

I'm sorry, but, uh, what's the meaning of this?

Daysee arrived back in quite the state.

Crying, upset.

Her dress was all torn.

But you kept the dress, didn't you, Joyce?

Daysee threw it away when she left the building that night,

but I retrieved it from the dustbin.

[♪ tense music playing]

[Tony] She's a brilliant secretary, you know.

So thorough. [chuckles]

What exactly are you getting at, Lord Baddingham?

[inhales] It would be unfortunate if Daysee were to make a statement

to the police about what happened that afternoon.

Though if she did, Corinium would be obliged

to hand over any evidence in our possession.

On the other hand, if Corinium won the franchise,

then I think Daysee would be happy to forget this sorry affair.

Wouldn't you, Daysee?

Yes.

This is blackmail.

Is it?

There you are.

[doorbell rings]

- Oh. [chuckles] - Ah. [mutters]

I hope you don't mind me dropping round. [chuckles]

It's just you were so nice to me

when I had my little incident on Bonfire Night.

We stock them in the boutique.

[sighs] Oh, um, of course, I had to order it in a size large, just for you.

Thank you.

I saw Freddie bare.

"Freddie bear?" Is he a cartoon?

Do BBC do him or is he one of ours?

He jumped out of the window.

Go on.

Wait.

[stutters] Freddie?

Freddie was here?

Yes. He was in the garden.

His bottom was out and he ran into the woods.

Freddie?

Yes.

- [door opens] - Uh, Valerie's popped over. [chuckles]

- Valerie. - Hello.

- Hello. - [Lizzie] Oh.

- Sit here. - Lovely.

No milk, slice of lemon.

Okay.

That looks yummy. [chuckles]

You all right?

Yes.

Um, all fine. [chuckles]

[♪ dramatic music playing]

Thank you for coming back, Cameron.

Our knight in shining stilettos.

Mmm, it was all Declan.

No, no, it was a team effort.

When do we hear?

Early December.

Our ball is on the 5th.

Now Tony's bought an entire table,

but after today we'll be able to hold our heads high.

I have some tickets in the car if you're interested, Cameron?

Oh... [chuckles] ...no, I'll pass, Henry.

I don't have a date.

[Taggie] Is that Patrick?

- [Declan chuckles] - Oh, God.

Patrick, you came.

Get bored of the Left Bank, did you?

Paris has its charms, but Taggie called and I...

I knew I was needed here.

How's your writing?

And was Paris the inspiration you hoped for?

I've written the play.

Peter Hall is reading it for the National Theatre.

Hmm.

Well, if we win the franchise,

maybe I'll option it for TV.

Oh,

I couldn't do that.

I never mix business and pleasure.

Huh.

Taggie told me it's all over with Rupert.

Yep. [sighs]

He's in love with someone else.

[seat belt unbuckles]

Thanks for the lift home.

[mutters] Thank you.

[sighs] For everything.

Any time.

- See you around. - Yeah, see you soon.

- Um... - [seat belt unbuckles]

Rupert.

- [sighs] - [car door closes]

Really.

I mean it.

Thank you.

Daddy couldn't have done today without you.

We all did it together.

Yeah, but you...

you lit the flame. You're... [chuckles]

I want you to be happy.

You make me happy.

I wouldn't make you happy long.

You should go.

Please go, Tag.

[door closes]

[sighs]