All language subtitles for Roadkill.2020.S01E03-NTb.eng

Steff?

Steff?

Steff.

Bryony! Wait!

What's going on?

- Go get the defibrillator.
- I'm not supposed to leave her.

Go!

Bravo 3 to SP.
We're Code Blue to block 4.

Steff?

Steff?

- What are you doing?
- I've never used it.

You're supposed to be trained.

ROADKILL

I'd just like to say
a word of thanks

to everyone who is so kind
and so skilful in these last few days.

Sadly for personal reasons
this is a hospital I already know.

But... you are the people
who give healthcare a good name.

And I promise you
that when I get back to Westminster,

I will be telling everyone
who'll listen

where the beating heart
of this country is to be found.

It's in the NHS.

Thank you very much, all of you.
Thank you, thank you, thank you.

All right, thank you. Goodbye. Bye.
Thank you. Thank you.

- You all right?
- Yeah. Fine.

They're just making me
wear this today.

Lily is making
something special.

- She's cooking?
- Yes.

That doesn't happen very often.

You don't kill a deer
very often, do you?

Just so you know
we're expecting Susan.

- Susan?
- You didn't tell me.

- You didn't ask.
- When are we expecting her?

Have you know where she was,
all this time?

Yeah, of course,
she's my sister.

- And you didn't tell us?
- She didn't want me to.

Where's she coming from?
Where she been?

Didn't know there was to be
a family reunion.

It's not a family reunion.
It's a family conference.

And if I have it my way,
it'll be a family trial.

- Really? What are the charges?
- You know perfectly well.

Lily, your father needs
a day or two to recuperate.

- What are you cooking for us all?
- I'm roasting a chicken.

And if either of you start
telling me how to do it--

It's not gonna happen.

I'm doing it my way.
And I don't care.

I don't know what you're up to,

but whatever it is
you have my love and support.

Yeah, well maybe you
should have thought about that

before you got
a fucking mistress.

What did you say?

That's what we're here to discuss
if you really want to know.

- I don't like this.
- What is it?

You'll only see a squall
the size of your hand,

and it's a long way away,
but it's heading towards you.

- Isn't your job to spot those?
- It's Yemen.

Three NGOs have been killed
working for a charity.

- I didn't see.
- No, it hasn't been announced.

The Saudi's are refusing to say
what weapons they used in the raid,

but we think it may have been
the Normandy rocket,

manufactured by
the British Defence Group.

So, what have we got? British charity
workers killed by British weapons.

The Saudis are trying
to hush it up,

nobody yet knows they're dead,
and nobody knows how,

but it'll just take
one journalist.

Keep an eye on it.

And Julia, you do tell me everything,
don't you?

Everything that's useful. Yes.

So, you know what happened?

I certainly do.
I saw it with my own eyes.

I hope you burn in hell for it.

I've put in a formal complaint.

I've got your complaint.
It's not going forward.

- You need to slow down.
- Why?

This is a tragedy.
We all need a period to draw breath.

- And what do we need to do that for?
- Proper timely assessment.

Apart from anything,
Steff had siblings.

We hate the thought
of alarming them unnecessarily.

Yeah, I bet you do.

Rose, for once think of it from
their point of view. Why upset them.

My cellmate died because you're too
cheap to train your officers properly.

At this moment
we're not admitting liability.

There's no medical proof
that she could've been saved.

- In your view.
- In the view of the prison doctor.

Which one? The alcoholic
or the drug addict?

Talk to Bryony.
She's in pieces.

She knows she failed
and it's killing her.

I've looked at your complaint,
and I don't accept it.

You can blame Parallax
if you like, but I blame you.

Because any system,
however crappy,

works decently when it's administered
by decent people.

You're a convicted fraud, Rose.
Please, don't talk to us about decency.

I'm in touch
with the Justice Minister,

and I'm gonna put this case
in front of him.

Rose, if you think you can use
a friend's death

to pursue some sort of vendetta against
the prison and the people who run--

No, what we're talking about is power.
You have it, I don't.

You forfeited power
when you committed a crime.

And does that mean you can just
leave us all dead on the floor?

Steff was a known troublemaker.

Who burned down the prison canteen,
she did violence to a prison officer.

Right. So she deserves a lesser
standard of justice, does she?

And thanks for expressing
your condolences.

Just came in from Gatwick,

so I haven't got the slightest idea
of where I am, or what time it is.

You're home,
and it's just before lunch.

- Did Mum see me?
- Not yet.

- How is she?
- Shaky.

She's got her concert tonight,

and Lily up at the pulpit
is the last thing she needs.

That's your view is it?

- Where have you come in from?
- Came from the Arctic.

That is perfect.

When the history of the 21st Century
comes to be written,

who do you think it's gonna be
with any credit?

Green Peace, and a few feminists,
and that's about it.

Wish you'd told us
where you were.

And I wish you ever told us
anything at all.

Okay. I can see Lily
has spoken to you.

At length.

I always believed
in my daughters.

So, your absence
never bothered me,

but it's different for your mother.
She's scared of you.

She thinks she's failed,
that it's all her fault.

- Give her a nervous breakdown.
- Okay.

You put that down
to my absence, do you?

You don't think there
were any other factors involved?

Come on, Susan.

I love the idea of you being
Prison's Minister now.

Thank you.

Fine line, don't you think between
running prisons and being in them.

- Actually, no. I don't think that.
- Don't topple over.

- You know I was in an accident.
- Yeah, Lily said.

Driving down...
in case you're worried,

it wasn't as bad
as they thought, I'm fine.

Good.

Right side hurts like hell,

but I don't suppose
that bothers you too much.

That's not top of my list, no.

It's freezing out here.
Why don't you come inside, say hello.

When I've finished my cigarette.

You didn't just come in
especially from--

Greenland, no.
Was passing through.

We've got strategy meetings
in Amsterdam.

We'll decide which unprincipled
rapist of the Earth to hit next.

See the cold weather
hasn't affected your sense of humour.

Laugh a minute
in the Arctic circle.

Who is this girlfriend, anyway?

She mean something to you
or is she just someone convenient?

Silence here
suggesting convenience.

I don't presume to know
everything about your life,

why do you think you can guess
about mine?

Because I grew up with you, remember?
Only I grew up, and you didn't.

Susan's outside.

I was just living my life.

I'd found some small corner,

some crevice,
so I could get on with my life,

and then three days ago,

any peace I had, any dignity,
was taken from me.

If you wanted to leave me,
why didn't you say so?

I don't want to leave you.

We... we've been together
since we were kids.

You're only with me because
you think I can't cope on my own.

I... No, I've never thought
any such thing.

I don't want to be someone
you feel you have to take care of.

That's not who I want to be.

- I can explain.
- Please, don't.

Lily wants you to explain
in front of the whole family.

Helen... I'm an open book.
I'll talk about anything.

You know me. But do you really
think it's a good idea for us

to discuss our relationship
in front of the girls?

Do we have any choice?

Fuck!

- You look terrible.
- Yeah.

It's 'cause I've bad news.
Charmian Pepper's dead.

- She's dead?
- Yeah.

- How did it happen?
- She was hit by a vehicle.

- Wow.
- At night.

Where's the driver?

- Gone.
- It was an accident? Hit and run?

That's what
the police are saying.

And do you have any evidence
to the contrary?

- No.
- But you don't believe them?

- I didn't see it.
- So?

Nobody saw it.

You're not going to start
suggesting a conspiracy.

You're a lawyer for God's sake,
you're meant to examine the evidence.

Ten minutes before she died,
I was on the phone to Charmian.

And?

And she had just met a woman

who was finally willing to confirm
Peter Laurence's stay in Washington.

And did she, by any chance,
mention this woman's name?

Exactly there you are.
No actual name.

- She was about to.
- Sure.

So tell me, had Charmian been drinking
when you spoke to her?

What makes you ask that?

How was she on the phone,
her manner?

No, really. Tell me.

- Okay, she was a touch slurred.
- Touch slurred.

All right, fine,
if you wanna know everything.

I do.

The police are saying
she was jaywalking.

When they found the body...
a bottle had smashed in her bag.

She was soused in Vodka.
The alcohol level in her body

was five times
over the legal limit for drivers.

Looks to me that she had
no idea where she was,

or what she was doing.

So tell me this...
why did the driver not stop?

What we just...
let them kill her, do we?

Because she fell off the wagon.

You're gonna have to tell me
what you meant by "bumped into"?

Sorry?

When you called me in Birmingham

you said you'd bumped
into Charmian Pepper.

- Yes, I did.
- Where?

- I saw her at a meeting.
- A meeting?

So does that mean
you're an addict?

You got off with her,
didn't you?

You know what? I don't like
this spooky thing

where you always know
what people did.

So, I'll tell you
what it looks like to me.

You had some sort of passionate
liaison with a fellow alcoholic,

and now you don't want
to believe she got so pissed,

she managed to get herself
run over.

- That's not what happened
- No? And how do you know?

If it's any consolation,
I'm feeling just as guilty as you.

Shouldn't have let her go,
she was in no fit state.

Reputation had just been trashed
in court.

She was in no condition
to handle a major investigation.

- What do we do?
- Nothing we can do.

- Got family?
- Her parents.

Send them some flowers from us.

- This is inedible.
- I knew you would find fault.

I'm not finding fault, I'm just pointing
out that if we eat this

we're all gonna die of Salmonella.
This is actively dangerous.

I don't eat chicken anyway.

Hastings is a long way to come
for food poisoning.

I don't want to know
what's wrong with my cooking.

I want to know how you can treat
our mother so badly?

First of all...

explain to me why you were
in that state to begin with?

Because, like my sister, I have weakness
for recreational drugs.

Not anymore. I'm clean.

That's good, darling.
I'm happy about it.

And I'm coming out
of a miserable relationship

with man who confused sex
with violence.

Do we have to hear about this?
I'm sorry, but it is my concert today.

For me it's the biggest day
of the year.

I'll discuss anything you want
at any time,

but can we please leave it
till later?

Do you mean that your boyfriend
was hitting you?

I'm saying he diminished me
in every way he could,

and I was looking for an escape, and
I didn't see why I shouldn't have it.

And didn't occur you that your father
was Minister of Justice.

You weren't Minister of Justice,
you were Minister of something else.

Sorry, I wasn't following
your career that closely.

I was minding my own business when
suddenly there was a photographer,

and I felt what Susan feels,
and what my mother feels.

And what the whole family feels:
"Will I ever escape?"

"Will I ever be able to live
my own life?"

- You are exaggerating.
- Everything is about you.

We're all stuck in this broken down lift
called Peter Laurence.

- Why do you think Susan run away?
- I don't see it that way.

I hope you're not
gonna light that thing in here.

I wasn't running away from anything,
Lily, I was running towards.

I've said to both
of you right from the start,

you're free,
you can do what you want.

I don't judge you,
I don't control you.

Except when I want a cigarette.

And you're free to sleep
with whoever you want.

It works both ways.

If freedom means anything,
it means freedom for all of us.

Dad, you are
one member of the family.

You talk about our freedom
as if it's yours to give.

Lily--

Dad behaves all the time as if
this family were his personal property.

He behaves
as if he can make the rules,

and in the process, he has royally
screwed up both his daughters.

Speak for yourself, Lily.
I'm not screwed up.

Stuck away on some boat in the Arctic,
that's chance, is it?

I hate to say it but I think it's about
trying to save the planet.

Not that I expect
anyone else to care about that.

And after all, Dad,

your government is so determined
to have fewer people on the island,

so I thought I'd do my patriotic duty,
and leave the country.

So I could leave a little more space
for all of those lovely white people

who are feeling
a bit cramped.

I'm pro-immigration which you would
know if you'd bother to find out.

Is your girlfriend a foreigner?

- Why do you ask that?
- I googled her.

She's Danish.
She had a German husband.

And how did you two meet?

- Do you really want to go into this?
- Yeah, as a matter of fact I do.

Right. When I was
at the Department of Culture.

In the line of work.

So I suppose the question
I'm really asking,

were you going out with her
when Mum had cancer?

- I mean, it's a simple enough question.
- Lily, I was ill for long time.

It was hard for all of us,
we went through a lot.

When Mum had breast cancer,
were you going out with Madeleine?

You were fucking a librarian
while Mum was having her breast off.

God, you disgust me.

And what exactly
is her appeal?

- Oh, come on, Lily.
- No, really.

What does Madeleine Halle have,
that we all don't?

Don't look at me, Dad.
You got yourself into this mess.

You're gonna have to get
yourself out of it.

- You really want to know?
- I do.

She had lost a child.

So?

So, she was very raw
when I met her.

I'd like to think that I help
put Madeleine back together.

- And intimacy can come from grief.
- You had a family of your own.

- Of course.
- Don't we count?

Don't we need help?

If you tell me that when I see a person
who's suffering I can't help them,

that's your outlook.

- Person here meaning woman.
- In this case.

And are you sure this relationship
was as noble as you make it sound

or was it just good,
old-fashioned lust?

You just have
to take my word for it.

I think that's where
we're all hitting a problem.

How you've never been very good
at telling the truth.

URGENT URGENT URGENT

You want the truth?

Well it's this.

It appears from recent evidence
that I do not have two daughters.

I have three.

Evidence from where?

Shephill Prison.

- She's a prisoner?
- Appears that way.

- I'm not sure yet.
- Then how do you--

- DNA.
- Who is she? Who's her mother?

Some woman
I had an affair with.

- How old is she?
- How long have you known?

- Since I drove down.
- Only the one is it, Dad?

And do we come into this at all,

or is this another one
of your famous freedom things?

'Cause if there are others
then now would be the time to say,

just lay them all out on the table.
Why not, the more the merrier?

- It's only one.
- I'm sorry, I don't understand.

Am I the only one
that cares about this family?

I called us together
because apart from anything,

I saw my father come out
of that courtroom,

and I know him,
I know him inside-out

and I only had to look at him,
and I could see.

I knew he was a cheat
and a lair.

- You don't know that.
- I know that!

And so you do.
And it panics me,

because it's not something
I want to inherit.

Well, I'm sure this
has all been very useful.

What did you call it, Lily,
truth telling?

I have to rehearse
The Messiah this afternoon.

I have to make a phone call.

By the way whatever I am,
I am not a broken-down lift.

- Are you okay?
- I'm fine. Family meeting.

What are you doing here?

I have news from Shephill.

Come.

Trevor Quinn is outside,
you've kept him waiting.

Send him upstairs.
We'll give him the full treatment.

- Like he's seeing into the mysteries.
- That's not going to placate him.

Trevor...
I'm sorry, I do apologise.

Quite all right.

Amazing.
You look younger than ever.

Well, thank you.
That's nice to believe.

So, I'm here for the Board
of the British Defence Group.

I have a substantial personal interest.

Yes, I understand.

- Won't you sit down.
- No.

It's about Yemen.

Yes.

- Well, I thought it might be.
- Well, it is simple enough.

We give you end-use certificates,
you speed through export licences,

it's always worked
perfectly smoothly

And it will continue to do so.

Once we're through this brief
period of bad publicity.

You've suspended licences?

Temporarily.

Trevor, Trevor, Trevor.
How far do we get back?

Now, I'm a politician.

My duty is to represent
the citizens of the country.

Three Britons have been killed.
I have moral obligations towards--

Dawn, you know what
your beloved country now is?

It's arms manufacturing
and pharmaceuticals,

objectively, that's what it is.
Presently, that is all Britain does.

Financial services?

Yeah, all right.
I grant you those three things.

The Defence Group employees
nearly 80,000 people,

200,000 rely on it directly
for their jobs.

Now, you've had three years
of bad luck with the economy.

Your poll numbers
are in the toilet,

and for once you've done something
the British public actually want,

and a burst of unexpected popularity
has turned your head--

- Well, that's not how I see it.
- I'm sure.

There's manufacturing on one side,
there's public opinion on the other.

British weapons
killed three British NGOs.

The country is in an uproar.
I can't appear to be indifferent.

But the measures you've taken
are excessive.

- You have lost your judgement.
- I don't think so.

And I think if you make
that case in public

you won't have the electorate flock
to support you.

I don't give a damn about
the electorate, I'm arguing it to you,

in private.

If you undermine
the British Defence Group,

you attack this country's
principal business.

And that is a political choice.

You have to trust me.
I have to respond to public anxiety.

That's what I do.
That's democracy.

But at the end of it all...

I will be on your side.

I hope so, Dawn.

We thought you'd
come straight back to Ministry

when you got out of hospital.

So did I.

I reckoned without
my moonbat daughter.

I've just been arraigned
for crimes against humanity.

- Any crime in particular?
- A multitude.

Seems disapproval skips
a generation.

My mother disliked me,
and now it's my kids.

Does that mean Susan was there?

Susan, Lily,
the whole family turned up.

Not quite the whole family.
That's what I need to talk to you about.

Hello, there.
How are you?

Good to see you. Are you well?
Good, good.

- Hello, Peter.
- George, how are you?

- Nice to see you all in one piece.
- Well. Nice for you, even nicer for me.

- All right if we go here?
- Yeah. Yeah, yeah. Sure.

Somebody sent out a deer
to kill you.

I didn't know they hated you
that much.

George, I've just had
the worst lunch of my life.

- I need some decent food.
- Cod and chips?

- Perfect.
- I'll bring you some tea.

So, what's the urgency?
What's the bad news?

I called
the Director at Shephill.

She confirmed to me that Steff Frost
has died from a drug overdose.

- That's the woman I talked to?
- Yes.

And do we think
that she was my daughter?

Obviously we believe she's not,

we think that she talked to you
on behalf of your daughter.

Now, she is dead.

- Hello.
- Hello.

Duncan, I'm still
a little bit confused...

- Yeah, I'm sure you are.
- Can I ask you something?

Go ahead.

Are you on a personal mission
to destroy me?

- Peter... don't be ridiculous.
- Why is that ridiculous?

Three days in a hospital
gives you plenty of time to think.

Now if you remember
the sequence of events...

no sooner had I won
in the High court,

you whisk me away to see a woman
that I don't need to meet.

On a mission
that I don't need to pursue--

Again...

And when I tell you to leave the thing
alone, you carry on investigating.

What was I meant to do?
She sent me her comb.

It was registered
in Ministry mail.

I didn't think I had a choice.

- So you took an executive decision.
- As a matter of fact I did. Yeah.

You didn't think
to check with me first.

You've always allowed me
a degree of latitude, Peter.

You've taken it, Duncan, whether
I allowed is a different question.

- English breakfast, hot and sloppy.
- Thank you, George. That's perfect.

- Be careful, mind...
- Okay.

Peter...

I think I have reasonable
political instincts,

and from the very first moment
I believed the story was true.

Now the science bears it out.

You keep telling us
you're a rule-breaking politician,

just go and charm her to bits,

and you won't need to worry
about her ever again.

Look her in the eye,
acknowledge her.

Otherwise...

- It's never gonna go away.
- It?

Presumably, you mean "she."

Maybe I would have more confidence
in your advice, Duncan,

if the Prime Minister hadn't found out
about my daughter

almost as soon as I did.

You don't have any proof of that.

Don't I?

You are sleeping with that
control freak, Julia Blythe.

And don't even think
about denying it.

I got some pretty good instincts
of my own, Duncan Knock.

Maybe not so inferior to yours.

Dawn has a back channel into
everything I do and everything I think.

And that back channel
runs through your bedroom.

And may I remind you,

that I only found myself in court
fighting a long and expensive case

because someone in my office
was leaking.

- Have you thought about that?
- Often.

Maybe if you spent less time
running DNA tests,

and more time worrying
about who was betraying us,

you might earn
the title "Special Adviser".

How special are you?

Cod and chips.

Cod back on the menu, George,
that is great news. Thank you.

- You working tomorrow?
- No, on standby. He's still off sick.

- Have you heard from the lawyer.
- Not a word.

- What was she like?
- You know, driven, a professional.

She probably has a sense of humour, but
you'd need teams of divers to find it.

- Has she got a partner?
- I'd be very surprised.

She's one of those women who'll always
choose loneliness over disappointment.

Fuck her.
She better come through.

I don't wanna work for that bastard
one day longer.

Stunning.

Well done, Helen.

- Best yet.
- Thank you.

Sir, I'm from theHastings Observer,
please, can you just--

Just a moment.

That was a beautiful concert.

- I never know if you're being sincere.
- I'm sincere.

You're a superb musician.

I don't really know
why you're still with amateur choirs.

I think amateurs
put more into it.

- Wonderful! Thank you very much.
- Thank you very much.

- I think people really did like it.
- They loved it.

You could tell the difference.
Response like that has to be genuine.

Of course, we've created
an impossible problem for ourselves.

What problem is that?

Next year, that's the problem
with a triumph. How do you cap it.

I've gotta take this.

I'll see you back home, all right?
Well done.

- Yes, Duncan?
- More bad news, I'm afraid.

Charmian Pepper has been killed
in a hit and run in Washington.

What?

I don't believe it.

I didn't even know
she was in Washington.

She must've been
pursuing the case.

There's nothing suspicious, Peter.
The police say it was an accident.

I'm sure.

And have you identified
the mother?

Sorry?

This new daughter of yours.
How many candidates are there?

You're anything but meticulous,
so I doubt you kept a record.

You're always ready to move on.

Except from you Helen.
Never moved on from you.

Never had to, have you?

Nothing you'd done had hurt me...

till today.

Because I have my own life
and it was respectful.

- Now people will look at me.
- I know.

- And pity me...
- I know.

...as I walk down the street.
It's not what I want.

I'd rather be ignored
than pitied.

Helen, I'm aware
of how loyal you've been.

Especially what you did
during the trial,

I know how much
you must've hated that.

Do you?

The thing is, something has happened
that's going to make life very tricky.

And I need to be sure
that you can stick to the story.

Stand by what you said in court.

It's important.

I want you out of here,
right now.

I don't want to sleep
anywhere near you.

Go anywhere, I don't care where.
And that means not in this house.

All right.

Do I have any value to you
except as a liar?

Sydney, I'm gonna need you
to come and pick me up.

Yeah. Change of plan.
All right, thanks.

- What's the verdict?
- Sorry?

Family court...
they reach a verdict, am I guilty?

Where's Lily?

She's gone down
the old town to get stoned.

She's satisfied
with her day's work?

Nothing's ever gonna
satisfy Lily.

She's the Jacobin
and you are an aristocrat.

She's online shopping
for a guillotine.

And you're not?

You know me, Dad.
I never like to blame anyone.

I just knew I had to do
something worthwhile,

or I couldn't live with myself.

It would help if you would speak
to your mother occasionally.

I've tried to. She hates me
because I see through her.

I've come to think that
vagueness is a kind of crime.

Don't you think
finally being otherworldly

is really just
a kind of cowardice.

Now who's the Jacobin.

You should try some time
on a boat.

- Why would I do that?
- Because you get to know yourself.

Really? It's simple isn't it?
We are what we do.

Everything else is just guff.

Does that mean you're making plans
with this Madeleine person?

- No. As a matter of fact, I'm not.
- Thank God for that.

I see a bit of problem
with Madeleine too.

What's that?

She's just turned down a job in Texas
so she can stay close.

Stay close to you?

You really do have the problems
piling up, don't you?

What are you gonna do?

You reach a point
where the only thing you can do

is just keep moving forwards.
It's all there is.

I've always been so terrified
of the past, being dragged down by it.

Anyone with half a brain could see
how easy that it is just to get lost.

I remember what happened
when you'd just been born.

We were in heaven.

What happened then?

Man came into the shop

and he offered a suspiciously
large sum of money for the premises.

He was gonna build
an office block,

and I thought,
"Fuck it, I'll build an office block."

I have a one-year-old daughter,
I have to keep moving.

Poor Dad. Everyone wants
commitment from you.

That's why you were always my favourite.
You never wanted anything.

Didn't I?

Maybe I wanted the same as all
the others, I was just too proud to ask.

Is that what you're doing
in the Arctic?

Twenty-four hours back in England,
I'm not exactly desperate to come back.

Still, we miss you.

Sydney?

Yes, sir?

I was wondering
if you'd followed the trial at all?

- Followed it, sir?
- In the sense of paying attention?

No, I didn't.

I didn't think it was my place.

What are you doing here?

Am I not welcome?

You didn't ring.

I have to phone every time?

Where were you?

- Where was I tonight?
- Yeah.

- I had to go and see family.
- How was your family?

-You don't wanna know.
-Well, maybe I do.

Maybe that's exactly the problem
between us.

- Are you sure--
- Am I sure what?

- Would you like one?
- Maybe a small one.

In a way I think Lily
was angrier with me than Helen.

- That's not surprising.
- Why not?

Lily believes in you.
Your wife doesn't.

Don't get me wrong,
Helen was angry too.

- Really? What about?
- All kinds of stuff.

That's really helpful.

Are you sure you're not giving
too much away?

I'd hate you to feel
you were betraying confidences.

Here.

- This... trial stuff.
- Ah, yes. The famous trial.

- Family stuff.
- In particular?

Or are you saying
I don't need to know?

- You don't need to know.
- Why not?

Madeleine,
that's not why I come here.

You've made that very clear.

I come here because
we're actually good for each other.

Certainly, I'm good for you.

Because I'm not real.
I'm not real life.

I have one great advantage
over your family.

The advantage is,
I don't really exist.

Jesus, Madeleine.

I'm a fucking blow-up doll
with a degree in Art History.

And a dead child,
so you can believe you saved me.

She was in despair
and I saved her.

- As if you were Jesus Christ.
- Madeleine, come on, stop it.

You have no idea what it's like
being the girlfriend.

It's what you wanted.
You told me that.

And you chose to believe me

because it suited you.
It suited you and your life.

But it never occurred to you
to ask me properly.

Madeleine, don't.
Stop it. Stop throwing things.

- Come on, Madeleine.
- These are my things.

I'll do with them what I want.

They're mine.

- Can you grasp that idea?
- All right, all right, all right.

Maddy, Maddy.
I'm so...

I don't know
why you didn't call me.

I was worried sick,
you could've been burnt alive.

Mum, there's 500 women in here.
Some of them for being drunk in a pub.

They're not suffering cruelty,
they are suffering neglect.

And my best friend's
just been killed.

I'm sorry to hear that.

This prison killed her.

Mum, I've got something to tell you
and you're not gonna like it.

Remember when we talked about me
getting in contact with my dad?

Rose, I made a decision
before you were born.

Yeah, that's the whole point.
You made the decision, not me.

- I did it for you.
- I don't believe that.

And even if you did,
it didn't work.

I'm old enough to make
my own decisions.

For 20 years,
I didn't even know his name.

And you don't think
there's a reason for that?

Mum, I want a life
when I get out.

- I want a father.
- Rose, I've told you before.

Peter Laurence, he's fun, he's charm
itself, but he always has priorities.

And other people
aren't among them.

Mum, I want my father
to know I exist.

Thanks.

Miss?

There's something
I need to report to you.

- How was it?
- Exactly as you predicted.

Now, you're chairman
of the Conservative Party.

This may be the moment
for you to do your duty.

My colleagues can't be seen to move
against her on the issue of arms sales.

Self-evidently.

- We'll need a diversion.
- Good.

Hello.

Nice to see you.

- Hello, John. Good to see you.
- Hello.

Well, this is
an unlooked-for pleasure.

- I wasn't expecting you.
- I can't think why not.

Because your boss seems to be
avoiding me these days.

I don't think that's true.
She'll see you anytime you want.

I think she's foolish to ignore
groundswell of dissatisfaction,

on her own side.

Don't you know how close I am to Dawn.
I'll report that remark back to her.

- Will you, Julia? Why?
- Because I'm loyal and hardworking.

And you can't put a cigarette paper
between her and me.

I just did.

Is this all about the export licenses
and your friend Trevor?

As far as the public
is concerned, no.

As far as you and I
are concerned, yes.

Don't implicate me,
I'm not involved in anything.

The stand the Prime Minister is taking
on the deaths in Yemen,

is extremely popular
with the public.

Remember prime minister's don't fall
because they're incompetent,

they fall when they're
caught out in outright lies.

You are the obvious person to provide
the world with evidence of a lie.

And why would I do that?

Because people
in your line of work

generally like to jump
from raft to raft.

I didn't think
you were being serious.

Deadly.

And the obvious question...

Who would be the incoming
prime minister?

We have someone in mind.

Excuse me.

I hear you had a bit
of a close encounter.

- What was it? Was it a moose?
- No, it was not a moose, Mick.

I was in Sussex, not Saskatchewan.
It was a deer.

Oh, dear.
Who came off worse?

Sorry to say that Bambi is dead
and I am still Minister of Justice.

Right now, we're looking at an economy
that's tanking.

Some banks have crashed

and the rumour mill says that
ex-foreign secretary, Julian Bishop

is about to make a run
against the prime minister.

I had not heard that.

You got a reputation
for tellin' it how it is, Peter,

so, how secure do you think
Dawn Ellison is?

Dawn does a great job, Mick.
You know that, I know that.

Let's just leave it there.

You know, this bloody chaos
we've got going on at Defence.

Do you ever remember anything
quite like this?

There are no villains here, Mick.

I know the people who run
British Defence Group.

And they are people
of the highest integrity.

And the British, thank God,
have the world's most rigorous process

for making sure that weapons
don't wind up in the wrong hands.

We like to known
who we're arming and why.

In my experience,
we're pretty good at it.

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(leave NY by 13:00)

Goat's cheese and beetroot.

ARRIVE -
British American Development Forum

Spinach and feta?

Scotch egg with a chilli jam?

Well,
this is not something I planned.

How did you find me?

You have to stop
pissing me around.

You know full well that type of diary
isn't enough on its own. I need more.

I need to know why you're involved,
and I need to know what you want.

A journalist has died.
So you have got to be straight with me.

All right.

My mother lived in a flat, okay?
In Gospel Oak.

She died when her boiler
leaked gas.

- When was this?
- Ten years ago.

She reported it three times
to the agency.

- She wasn't alone, there were others.
- Didn't you try to sue?

The landlord said
he couldn't be responsible

for the state of the boilers
in all his properties.

As far as he was concerned,
it was an accident.

And he would fight us
every inch of the way.

My mother died at 53,
and it was an accident.

I don't have to ask
who that landlord was.

He had an awful lot of flats.

And are you going to tell me
how a cocktail waitress

has access to that man's
private diary?

My girlfriend works
in his staff.

- What does she do?
- She drives him.

You've got to be careful. Please.
She could lose her job.

Yeah.

So could I.

Did you leave this for me?

Actually, yeah.

Am I going crazy? It seems to be a
photocopy of Peter Laurence's diary.

- It's what it is.
- How the hell did you get it?

Ministers have two diaries.

One on computer, kept in Laurence's
case by Joy Pelling,

who testified in court that he was
in New York on 13th January 2015.

And another diary, a written one,

also kept by the self-same Joy
which she said she'd lost

and now it's...
reappeared.

So how did you get a hold of it?

From a sort of whistle-blower,
I suppose.

Why would they bring it to you?

Obviously because they want me
to take it to a newspaper.

But they want a firewall between
the diary and their identity.

Yeah, but why you?

A photocopy doesn't clinch
anything.

We know Peter Laurence
went to Washington,

and we know he pretended not to.
Call it perjury, sure. But...

We still can't prove
what he actually did there.

Look, I'm sorry about this, but...
I did make a phone call to the paper.

Do they know who you are?

No, I just said
I was a friend of Charmian's.

That we talked and she was very excited
about her latest contact,

and maybe there was something
on that last tape.

- What did they say?
- They said they didn't have it.

The tape was sent back with the rest
of Charmian's possessions.

- All went back where?
- To Charmian's parents.

You've got one piece of the jigsaw
I need to get a hold of the other.

Yeah, well I don't think
you can do that.

- Why not?
- For the obvious reason of course.

And what is that reason?

We're his legal team
for God's sake, we got him off.

And now you're claiming that's
where you'd like to leave it.

Yes. I don't know.
I'm not sure.

If you wait here,
I'll get what you want.

- Have you opened it?
- No. I'm afraid, I couldn't.

You do what you need to.

If you don't mind,
I'll leave you to it.

I made you tea.

That's very kind of you.

Do you mind if I borrow this?

She was a brilliant little girl.

- We were always worried for her.
- Why?

Because she was always
top of the class.

Her father told her
it's safer in the middle.

All she wanted was to get away
from here.

We begged her
not to be a journalist.

You don't want to mess
with powerful people.

They don't care about anyone
but themselves.

Landline.

Yes?

- Is that Duncan?
- Yeah.

Hi.
It's Rose Dietl.

Look, I've been really stupid,
I know that.

I sent my friend to meet my father
'cause I was nervous.

Yeah.
I was really scared...

But now all I want
is justice for Steff.

I don't think we can do any special
favours, that would be unacceptable.

But I just feel
if I could at least meet him.

Now I'm ready.

I wanna meet my father.

Do you think he'll agree?

Let me have a word with him,
I'll see what I can do.

Please.
I'd be really grateful.

I know.

Are you all right?

- Why would I not be?
- Okay.

It's just...

She's finally stepped forward.

Your daughter.

Her name is Rose Dietl.

I've done some research.
She... is a white-collar criminal,

who defrauded a high street bank
of a hell of a lot of money.

- Her name was all over the papers.
- When did this happen?

Couple of years ago.

She's saying this time...

she'd like to meet you.

Are you going to see her?

Duncan, I think this time
I'll make the decision myself.

Thank you, Duncan.

So what went wrong?

I'd seen Laurence.
Once or twice before. Actually...

He said, what Britain needed was what
he called "Discreet privatisation."

He gave advice on how to get
American practices and drugs

into the British
healthcare system.

Nadia,
you're saying he was present.

Can you confirm he was paid
for this advice?

Depends on what you call paid.

Officially he was paid
to give a speech.

- How much?
- Half a million dollars.

That's a hell of a price
for giving a speech.

Lots of expensive speeches
at British American, go fig...

- You're doing well at justice.
- Thank you.

Gives us a chance to resume
our weekly game.

I love your turbulence,
it makes people think.

I wish you'd do some fundraising
for the party.

We'd make so much more.

Is Dawn not good at it?

- People sense she's a stopgap.
- A stopgap.

I don't think Dawn thinks
of herself as a stopgap.

All prime ministers
are stopgaps.

- Just so few of them know.
- Is that the first law of politics?

No, the first law is that every
politician expects to be prime minister.

Without exception.

Check.

Well...

Gonna have to think
about that one.