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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.

COLECT CAR - Washington DC travel (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.