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Morning, London. This is Capital Gold.

It's a gorgeous day in the Capital, your great-time music station.

Great fun, great music. It's time for you to get out of bed and head to work.

♪♪

♪ Your love

♪ Is lifting me higher

♪ Than I've ever

♪ Been lifted before

♪ So keep it up

♪ Quenching my desire

♪ And I'll be at your side forevermore ♪

♪ You know your love

♪ Your love keeps lifting me higher ♪

♪ Keep on liftin'

♪ Higher ♪♪

♪ Higher and higher

♪ I said your love

♪ Your love keeps lifting me higher ♪

♪ Keep on

♪ Liftin' me

♪ Higher and higher - Yes, sir.

♪ Now once I was downhearted ♪

♪ Disappointment was my closest friend ♪

♪ But then you came

♪ And he soon departed ♪

Oh, no. ♪ And you know he never ♪

♪ Showed his face again

♪ That's why your love

♪ Your love keeps lifting me higher ♪

Ellen.

♪ Higher ♪♪

♪ Higher and higher

♪ I said your love

The inheritance left by the renowned multimillionaire...

Rupert Burton to his young American wife...

is being challenged in the High Court today by his son--

Ellen. Ellen.

Last night was... incredible.

You...

were unforgettable.

You smell gorgeous.

Have we still got some time--

Good morning, you.Mmm.

♪♪

She-- Ellen. Me-- Kate.

You?

♪ I'm so glad

♪ I finally found you

♪ Yes, that one-in-a-million girl ♪

♪ And now with

♪ My lovin' arms around you, honey ♪

♪ I can stand up

♪ And face the world

Morning, darling.

♪ Your love keeps lifting me higher ♪

Graham!What are you doing here?

A little something to wish you luck.

Oh, darling, they're beautiful.I know how important this case is.

Thank you so much.

Listen. How do I look?

Fine.

Not too, you know, showy?

Sexy?Yeah.

No.

Oh. Good.

Yes, well, better be going.

Uh, hey, maybe you could make one of your shepherd's pies...

- and we can watch the box. - Um, yeah.

Woof you.

Oh, go on! Come on, you say it.

Woof you too!

♪ I'm so glad I finally found you ♪

♪♪

What on earth are you doing?

Pelvic tilts.

My gynie says I've got to doat least a hundred today.

Ooh! Oh.

Do they help with the delivery?

God knows, but at this rateI'll be able to crack walnuts.

That's more than I needed to know.

These are nice.

Yes. They're from Graham.

So how are you feeling?

A bit nervous, to be honest.

I'm not surprised. Youropposing counsel's a killer.He never loses.

Oh, look, when I say he never los--

Why don't you go and change?

You take--

Are you surethat you can manage?Yes, of course--

Watch where you're going!Well--

What do--You bloody idiot!Look what you've made me do.

...watch where I am going.

I've got to get some more tights!

No, Kate! Don't go, please! Kate!

♪♪

♪♪

♪ And let me tell you, your love ♪

♪ Your love keeps lifting me higher ♪

♪ Keep on liftin' me ♪♪

♪ Higher ♪ Lifting me

♪ Higher and higher

Tell me,is this a court of law...

or is itthe Mary Celeste? ♪♪

Where the hell have you been?

How good of you to join us, Miss, uh,

Beckenham.

Allow me to introduce myself.

I am the "bloody idiot" who is running this court.

If I might apologize, my lord.

It's a little late for that.

But perhaps you can make amends by telling me...

where counsel for the defense is.

Right here, my lord.

Me-- Jack Sullivan.

Mr. Sullivan,

I trust you have a damn good reason...

for being both tardy and cavalier with this court.

My lord, I do apologize.I had an urgent ex partein the High Court.

"Sex parte."

Sorry, Miss Beckenham?

Oh, nothing, my lord. Perhaps the charge could be read.

Yes.

Ernest Maxwell Coleman,

you are charged with fraudcontrary to Section--

Jane, you are not going to believe this,

but that's the weasel who sh--

Shagged.

Ellen last night.

And nearly tried to proposition me over the breakfast table.

I knew he was good,but I didn't realizehe was that good.

Good night?

Yeah. Breakfast was a little tense.

Don't tell me,after you slept with her,you didn't respect her.

Didn't recognize her.

Not guilty.

Please sit down.

If it please Your Lordship.

Members of the jury,

they say that fraudis a complicated business.

I'm going to tell youwhy this man is a fraud...

in 60 seconds.

You see, it's very simple.

The defendant took money.He promised to invest itand return it with a profit.

Instead, he spent it.

Complicated?I don't think so.

Fraud isn't complicated,but defending fraud--that is.

So don't be surprisedwhen the defense triesto bury the issue...

under a mountainof paperwork.

Just remember, the onlycomplex thing in this case...

is the guilty complexthe defendantshould be suffering from.

My lord, this should take about, um,

two seconds.

- We request an immediate adjournment. - What?

Clear the jury immediately.

Alzheimer's?

The early stages, my lord,but nevertheless...

sufficiently grave to render him unfit to plead.

My lord, the defendantis 45 years old.

I have reports by two of the country's top neurologists.

Very well, Mr. Sullivan.

It would seem we have no choice.

I will adjourn the case for a date to be decided.

However, on a more personal level,

I should add that I consider your behavior outrageous,

and that you are an absolute shower.

Thank you, my lord.

Just the sort of thing I used to pull when I was your age.

Heathrow. Terminal 4.

That's not our client fleeing from justice, is it?

Of course not, Jack.

He assures me this Swiss clinic is the only one that can treat him.

Ah. That's all right.

Oh, right. Gemini, huh?

Miss Beckenham.

I just wanted to congratulateyou on that opening.It was brilliant.

Well, for your information, I'll be applying for an expedited hearing.

So I should hope.Your client can run, but he can't hide.

I wouldn't betoo sure about that.

In my opinion, you have the morals of a shark...

and the sex drive of-of... a rabbit.

Really?

I'd love to hearyour reasons over a coffee,but I've got an 11:30.

How can you have an 11:30? This case was set down for three months.

It may have beenthree months in your diary.It was half an hour in mine.

Oh, I think I'm freefor lunch.

You expect me to eat with you?

Sorry about the case.You're obviously a good lawyer.

And you're obviously a good crook.

Fine. Give my regards to--

Ellen.

How can you not know her name?

Having a bad memory doesn'tmake you a bad person.

Tell that to yourAlzheimer's patientand the people that he robbed.

Hello?

Hello, darling. No, everything's fine.

It-It's just been postponed a little bit. It's perfectly normal.

No, I'm not upset. Oh, does this meanyou're free for lunch?

No, I am bloody not!

Ooh!

No, I wasn't talking to you, darling.

So, shall we have "Jerusalem"for the final hymn?

Yeah, fine.Or "Rock of Ages"?

Just as you like.

Or the Sex Pistols?Good.

Never Mind the Bollocks?Sounds great.

Oh, for God's sake,will you stop agreeing with absolutelyeverything I say?

All right.

I hope that wasa joke.

Look, Kate, I'm sorry you lost the case, but you'll have other ones.

I did not lose the case!The case was adjourned!There's a big difference.

Miss Beckenham, I'm afraid we have a problem.

The record shows you've only eaten 22 dinners.Yes, that's right.

You need 24 to use the church in templo "privitatus."

In what?So if I have two more dinners,then we can get married?

That's correct, but there's only one more dining evening before term ends.

What if I double dine?

The last day for double diningis three weeks afterSaint Barnabas' Day.

- Which is? - Last Friday.

So there's nothing I can do?

Ah, well.

Perhaps the register office.

Actually, given this is a leap year,

and therefore term was prorogued on Shrove Tuesday,

the three-day rule does allow the undersecretary...

to allow a double dining on a mooting evening,

providing it's before Ascension.

And is it?

I haven't a clue, I'm afraid.

But, um, Christmas falls on Sunday,

which I always think is unfair.

Uh--

So what you're saying is...

if I apply to the undersecretaryunder the three-day rule--

if such a day exists--and eat the dinners...

and have the banns readon three consecutive weekends,then we can get married here?

Couldn't be simpler.

All right, Kate.Jane, what are you doing here?

I was just on my way home.Thought I'd pop in,see if you're okay.

Oh, I'm absolutely fine. It's only a case, after all.

I've got to keep these things in perspective.

But after all the monthsof preparation--

It's all water under the bridge now.

Those working weekends--That's just the way it goes sometimes.

Just to have some weaselscrew it all up!I hate you, Jack Sullivan!

That's it! Get all out!Bastard!

All men are.Bastard!

Except the father of my unborn child, who is a god,

and whose fabulous body and agile mind I bow down and worship.

Really?No, of course not, but it's a funny idea.

Ellen, what are you doing here?

Case of Vladifor you ladies.Vladi?

Vodka. Go and get some ice--No! No, not in my chambers.

Absolutely not.Go on, Kate. It'll do you good.

What?No. Ice. Thank you.

God, do I need a shot.I nearly broke my bloody backlugging this thing up here.

You got fired from the wine bar?

Yeah. Can you believe that?

I was a bloody great waitress.

♪♪

Ellen! Ellen.

Turn that down. ♪ You're weird In tears ♪

♪ Too near and too far away Will you switch that music down!

The whole chambers can hear us!Jane, pour her some.

What are you doing?I'm finally taking her advice.You need this.

I do not!Yes, you do.

One.Drink it.

One.

♪ Always love the one you hurt ♪

♪ It's a crack I'm back ♪

♪ Yeah, I'm standing on the rooftops shouting out ♪

♪ Baby, I'm ready to go

- ♪ I'm back and ready to go - I cannot believe that ratgot chambers opposite mine,

and he's spying on me!Just ignore him.

Deep down he's probably somesad, lonely git with no life.Give me that.

Yeah, right.Uh-huh.

Okay, ladies.A tenner says...

I can get this ballstraight through that window.

You're on.

Hey.

♪♪

Ellen, it's stillon the floor.

One. No.Is it safe?

Two, three--

Fore!

♪ You're strange, insane

♪ One thing you can never change ♪

♪ It's a crack I'm back ♪

♪ Baby, I'm ready to go ♪

Man Singing In Italian ]

♪♪

You'll wanna watch that shower!

♪♪

♪♪

Crappy bloody plumbing!

Freezing and burningmy ass off!

That's the last bloody time!

That shower nearlykilled me... again.

You're not gonnawear that tie, are you?

What's wrong with it?

Not with the blue.

You're makinga big mistake.

Nothing compared to my choice of builder.

Hey, wait a minute. What about your breakfast?

Why don't you worrya bit less about my breakfastand a bit more about your job?

It's the most important meal of the day.

I've done you sausages and mushrooms.

I'm warning you--any more screw-ups,and you're fired.

That's no way to speak to your father!

And another thing!

What the hell were you doing last night?

The living room's like a war zone!Mind your own business!

Not anotherbloody woman, I hope!

Absolutely not! Working late!

Over here, Mirella!

- Nice big smile. - Smile. That's it.

Mirella!...relationshipwith your stepson?

I feel great. It's greatto be back in London.

Of course I am. Very confident.

Coming through.Coming through.

Are you happy it's over?

Turn this way, please,Mirella.

Are all British attorneys as sweet as you are?

Only the best.

So how was New York?

Oh, you know. Crazy. Crazy.

Well, not too crazy,I hope.

Come on, Tony. I'm not a nun.

I know, Mirella,but until the trial,

we'd appreciate itif you behaved like one.

Who's "we"?

Me and Jack Sullivan.He's your barrister.

You mean one of those crusty old guys with the funny wig and weird clothes?

Yeah.

Cool.

Mirella, I'd like you to meet Jack Sullivan.

This is my barrister?

You're not what I was expecting.

Well, I do hopeyou're not too disappointed.

That's your British self-deprecating humor, isn't it?

In America, we call that low self-esteem.

Oh.

So tell me, Mr. Sullivan, are we gonna win?

Well, that's whatwe're here to discuss.

I'm afraid your latehusband's son has madesome damaging allegations...

about capacityand competence.

Yeah, well, I guarantee youthey're all lies.

I understand, Mrs. Burton,but we have to seehow it looks to him.

You were 21when you met Mr. Burton,and he was... 75.

Have you ever been in love, Mr. Sullivan?

I'm afraid not, Mrs. Burton.

Well, if you had, you'd know that age has nothing to do with it.

It's something that just happens.

I appreciate that,

but I'm afraid his sondoesn't see the romanticside of the story.

His son is a mean,devious scumbag.

Which we will certainlyendeavor to attest to.

- Sorry, I don't speak law. - He said we'll nail him.

That's right, but it's not going to be easy.

Until Mr. Burton met you, his son was expecting...

15 million poundsand half a dozen properties.

Look. It's not the moneyI care about, Mr. Sullivan.

It's the principle. His son never loved him, and I did.

Why should he be rewarded? Why? Mr. Sullivan?

Hello, darling.I got what you asked for.Mr. Sullivan?

That's fine, Mrs. Burton. I have all I need for now.

Where are you staying?

A new apartment by the park.

Hyde Park?No, Central.

I'm sorry. I'm afraidI need you here in Londonuntil the trial begins.

You're kidding?Well, I may need to see youor talk to you any time of day--

or night.

Really?

I suppose I can live with that.

Kate Beckenham. It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Burton.

It's too girlie.

Mr. Burton.

Beckenham. Kate Beckenham.

Yeah. This is it.

I think I can safely say we have a strong case.

I understand your concerns, but I'd appreciate it...

if you'd let me lay them to rest.

Ooh.

Hello? Yep. Yep, Arthur. Send them in. Okay.

Thank you, Arthur.

Um, Mr. Burton, may I present Kate Beckenham.

Sorry.

Beckenham. Kate Beckenham.

Hello, Miss Beckenham.

I can safely say that I think we have a very strong case.

Good. Good.

Um, but there are a fewquestions I'd like to ask.Um--

Oh, please, would you?Thank you.

I understand your concerns,

but I'd appreciate it if you'd let me lay you to--

Them.

Lay themto rest.

Thank you. Um--

Please don't think me rude,but I-I was expectingsomebody...

perhaps a little older.

Ah.

Of course.

And please don't think I'm being rude when I say...

isn't that the very same error your father made--

mistaking a clever, determined woman for some silly young girl?

Oh, Jane.

I think we've found our counsel.

Thank you for seeing meat such short notice, sir.

It was good of you.

You need permission to double dine so you can use the church for your wedding.

Yes, that's right.Your fiancé is a lucky man.

If that's all.

No, as a matter of fact, it isn't.

Perhaps there's something you could help me with.

And what's that?Well,

it sounds too juvenile to believe, but...

a member of your chambers fired this through my window the other night.

You wouldn't know anything about that?

Not a thing. Shame. Well.

I suppose I'll have to leave it in the hands of the police.

The police?

Criminal damage is a very serious offense.

Yes, of course.

On the other hand,I'd hate to see your chambers'reputation destroyed...

by the stupidity and childishness of one of its members.

I see.So what are you saying?

Well, call me a great guy,

but if you're prepared to go out for a drink with me after the dinner,

I think I can forget all about it.A drink?

You and me. Case closed.

Amen.Amen.

Red or white?Red, please.

Right. Who's infor the first drinking game?

Good idea, Toby.

Are you up for it?Oh, yes.

Drinking till you vomitis an old favorite of mine.

Ah, Sullivan!

This Bordeaux is like your approach to litigation.

Cheeky, too much fruit and far too buttery.

Really, Your Honor? I was just thinking it was dusty, acidic,

with an unpleasant finish.

Just like oneof your summings-up.

I'm not a pheasant plucker.I'm a pheasant plucker's son.

And I'm only pluckingpheasants till the pheasant--

And I'm only pluckingpheasants till the pheasant---

No! I'm notthe pheasant plucker!

I'm the pheasantplucker's son.

And I'm only pluckingpheasants till the pheasantpluckers come.

I'm not a pheasant fucker.

I'm a--

I call uponthe master of the moot.

My noble lords,

fellow members, pupils.

Tonight's moot is as follows.

Forty percentof women barristers claim...

to have been sexually harassedby their male colleagues.

The proposition for the moot is that,

in the words of the Immortal Bard,

- "wethinks" the ladies doth protest too much! - Doth protest too much!

What the hell does that mean?

All women are begging for it!

Who will argue the case?Good night.

You.

You can actfor the ayes.

You must be joking.

No member can refuse the moot master.

Come along, young lady.

What do you have to say for yourself?

In this moot, fuck all!

What'd she say?

"Fuck all," my lord.

I believe the undersecretary can argue the moot on behalf of anyone so chosen.

Really?

I could have sworn I saw her lips move.

You stay out of this.

Overruled, I'm afraid.

Protest too much?

Yes, my lord. Women do protest.

They protest for a moment's relief...

from our propositions and abuses.

A female barrister is not a woman in a man's world.

She's a womanin a little boy's world.

If she uses her sex, she's a slut.

If she doesn't,

she's a fool.

This place reeksof hypocrisy.

One rule for men,another for women.

The law...

is the second oldest profession.

And, yes, these innsare filled with whoresplying their trade.

But make no mistake.

None of them are women.

Thanks.

For a complete hypocrite, you were quite good in there.

Well, um,

there's an explanationfor that.

You see, um, scientistshave started using lawyers...

instead of ratsfor their research.

Two reasons--One, scientists can getattached to the rats.

- And, two, there are some things-- - Rats won't do.

So how do you feel about...

dumping Graham and going out with me?

And why would I wantto do that?

Well, we might have more in common than you think.

Like what?

What about hill walking? I like that.

Really? You don't strike meas the hill walking type.

Oh, no, I love it. Almost as much as I love show jumping.

You're joking. I love that too.

Hill walkingand show jumping.I don't believe it.

Isn't that amazing?

No.

I mean, I don't believe it.

What did you do,

look up my fileand see what I put downon my scholarship application?

All right.

You believein the jury system, right?

Twelve people who knownothing about nothing...

decide the fateof the accused.

Yes.Fine. Good.

- Excuse me. Do you think we make a good couple? - No! Jack!

- In your opinion-- - I'm not playing.

Do we or do we notmake the perfect couple?

Not particularly.

That's just one man's opinion.

It's very important to get the woman's point of view. Excuse me, madam?

Do you think that she shouldleave her fiancéand go with me?

Does she love her fiancé?

I'm not answeringany of these questions.

Is he really serious about you?

I barely even know him.

I am serious enough to ask a total stranger their point of view.

Well, I think you should go out with him.

Yeah. I mean, you fancy him.

What? You have absolutely no evidence to support that.

Well, if you didn't,you'd have walked out by now.

That's a very pertinent point, and you're absolutely right.

I'm leaving.Ah, no, you're not.

Oh, yes, I am.I'm sorry. It's not up to us.

The people must decide.

Crucial question.

Should she leave?

Yeah.

The peoplehave decided, Jack.Excuse me.

That-That was a badly worded question.

I have to say, if he's preparedto risk total humiliation...

in front of all of us--

You should at least sleep with him.

So, um, this caseof yours--

anything interesting?

Oh, no. It's just a preliminary hearing on the Burton case.

Really?

Impressive.

Um, it's just the next left here.Here?

- Look, um-- - Got any coffee?

Yes, but you can't have any.

You're right.That was a bad idea.

Oh, I've got a better one.

Jack.

You definitely can't come in.

I understand.Big day tomorrow.

No. Graham's here.

Ah. Graham.

No, Jack.

What are you--

Hello, darling.Hello.

Isn't that the new SL?What?

The, uh-- The car you just came back in. Beautiful.

I didn't notice,to be honest, Graham.

Was it manual or automatic?

I really don't know.

See, maybe it was tiptronic.

Graham, don't you wantto know whodrove me home?

Sorry, darling. Of course. Who was it?

Jack Sullivan.Really?

Lucky bugger. Wish I had a car like that.

Do you want meto stay tonight?

Mr. Bunny needs a "huggle."

Look, because I've got such an important case tomorrow,

do you mind if you don't?

No, of course not,darling.

We've got the restof our lives together.

Hmm.

Hi.

Hi.What are youdoing here?

I enjoyed last night.

Yeah, it was good.

This place is amazing.You are not serious.

This is a law court?I was going to tell you last night,

but I thought it might spoil the evening.You are completely unbelievable.

Hey, last night was pleasure.Today's business. Don't makea big thing out of it.

I will make a big thingout of it.Excuse me.

The vampire's come out of her coffin.

Hey, it's better than living under a stone.

Mirella, I--Nice to see that you've found some young men...

of your own age to play with, Mirella.

Why have you shown up with a girl guide? What is--

At least she has class,

something that no amount of my father's money could possibly buy you.

Maybe not, but it's gonna get me a shitload of other great stuff.

Do you know what my grandmother used to say?

She used to say, "America is made up of the sweepings of Europe."

Gerald, eat me.

If this--Oh, Mr. Burton--

My lady, despite Mr. Sullivan'susual deploymentof smoke and mirrors,

we submit this case cannot be dismissed at this stage.

And furthermore, in lightof our new allegation of fraud,

we would like to ask the courtfor a jury trial.

Well, Mr. Sullivan,

it seems that your opposing counsel has your tackle in a vise.

Your Ladyship, with great respect,

my learned friend is forgettingthis case is set downin the Chancery Division,

and therefore she cannotpossibly have a jury trial.

On the contrary, my learnedfriend must be...

forgetting Order 4, Rule 3,Subsection 1,

which states the courtcan transfer us tothe Queen's Bench Division...

to allow a jury trial.

In a vise and squeezing hard, eh, Mr. Sullivan?

I'm afraid she's correct.

I hereby rule thatthe trial by jury be arranged.

And may the best man win.

Well done. I'm very impressed, Miss Beckenham.

Well, don't start celebrating just yet.

Perhaps not, but it will certainly wipe the smile...

off that collagen-enhanced mouth of hers, won't it?

Please.

Is it just me, or did we just screw up big time?

Right now, Mirella,I want youto go out there...

and tell the whole worldjust how great this is.

Think you can do that?No problem.

Miss Beckenham.Miss Beckenham.

Any commenton today's judgment?

Well, just that Mr. Burton now has the chance for 12 ordinary people...

to decide this case, and that's great news for us.

Thank you.This way, please.

How are you doing, Mirella?

Are you angryat Gerald Burton?

I don't have any comment.

Leave it to my lawyers and my barrister.

Mr. Sullivan, isn't thisa setback for you?

Not at all. Why don't I let my client speak on behalf of us all?

Listen. I was raised in a democracy.

Let the people decide, I say.

I can't wait to tell the whole world how special our love was.

Thank you.

Tell her I need to talk to her later.

This is a fuck-up, Jack!Everything's fine, Tony.

Better be.

What is that supposed to mean?

It means thatshe's a fast learner.

Tony, she has no idea what she's doing.

We'll wrap this up in a day.

Hey, hold it right there.How dare you behave like that.

Me? That's a joke.I'm not talking about that crapyou tried to pull in there.

I'm talking about last nightand the fact youdidn't even tell me...

you were on this case.My mistake.

I can't believe you did that!

What's the problem? We had anice drink, a pleasant evening,enjoyed each other's company.

What's the problem?You lied to me.How about that for a start?

I didn't lie to you. I merely withheld unimportant information.

A crime can be committedby act and omission.-

I don't understand why you're so upset.

It's not like last night was the start of something.

No, of course not.'Cause if it was,I'd feel differently.

But we're just adultswho felt a spark,acted on it,

enjoyed the moment.Yes, of course, but--

No, it wasn't like that. You're twisting it.

Wasn't it?No.

I mean, yes, but--

No further questions,I think.

I would have tried a hook shot over a deep square leg...

in spite of the possibilityof a top edge to second slip.

What about you?

Something like that.

So I talked to our clientthis morning.

Mm-hmm?She's anxiousto see you in action.

Give it a rest, Tony.

I'm sorry, but I justdon't get it. Why haven'tyou done the business?

She's my client.So? It's neverstopped you before.

Well, I just don't want to complicate this case, all right?

Yeah, but why?What's so specialabout this one?

That's my business.And mine.I'm instructing you.

If you want to go to the other counsel, that's up to you.

It's okay.No need to get touchy. So near. So near.

Well, look who it isn't.

Who? Over thereby the sight screen.

Your opposing counsel.What's her name?That's it. You're nearly--

Kate. That's it.

Oh, well done, sweetheart.

Kate?

I better get ready.

Kate.

Can I ask you a question?Yes, of course.

What do you think of Graham?

Oh. Well, nothing.He's your fiancé.

No, I mean, what do you think of me marrying Graham?

Oh. Um, uh, hold on.

Good luck, darling!

I think it's great.He'll make a wonderful father.

Oh, just a sec.Straight back, Robin!

Oh!

I shouldn't havesaid that, should I?

No, no. I'm glad you did. You're right. He will make a good dad.

Um, excuse me!Yoo-hoo!

Yes, you. I'm sorry.My husband wasn'treally out then.

I distracted him,so if we could just start again.

Robin, get back in there!

Oh. I'm sorry. You were saying?

Oh, nothing.

- Isn't that-- - Jack.

Jack.

Oh--

So, the judge says to me,

"So, Mr. Hampton,how do you proposeto get around...

Section 42, Subsection 5?"

And do you knowwhat I said?I have no idea.

What do you think of that?

That's unbelievable.

Excuse me. Wait a minute.

Wait. You haven't heard my estoppel story.

Hmm.

See anything you like?

Very little actually.

Enjoy the game?

I'd better go.You really wantto go out there...

and toodle-oofor the rest of the nightwith strange little men?

Don't.

Why not?

Because we're in courtagainst one another tomorrow.

Why let that get in the way?

You're a professional. I'm a professional.

We're professionals.That's right,

and professionals don't let their feelings get in the way of the job.

You're absolutely sureabout that?Trust me. I'm a lawyer.

Kate?

Kate? Are you in here?

Yes!

Are you all right? What are you doing here?

I just spilled some wineon my skirt, and I wastrying to wipe it off.

Oh!

You're looking very flushed. I hope you haven't had too much sun.

No. No, I was just--Are you all right?Are you okay?

No, I'm having a terrible afternoon actually.

Some twerp just tried to corner me with some estoppel story,

and Robin's pissed, so I'm leaving.

Do you still want a lift?

Yes, that would be great.

After you.

After you. You're pregnant.

Oh, yes.

You know that barristeryou slept with last week?

Yeah, sure. Uh, Edward.

No. Jack.

Jack.

Short, stocky,hair-on-his-bum Jack?

No, he was actually-- he was tall, dark, sort of good looking.

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.Why?

Well, um, I just wondered what, um, he--What?

Um--

Well, you know what I mean.No, no, no. Sorry.

What was he like to--

To shag?

Yes.Yeah. I mean,I can't remember.

It's not like I had the mostgigantic, spine-slammingorgasm with him.

They say that's--

Which one of you is the bride?

Oh. That would be me.Hi.

Hi. Yes, well, that is something of a relief.

Perhaps you could come and find me when the groom arrives.

Certainly.

I thought theyliked sinners.What?

Can you remember anything?

Not really.

I think he smelled nice.

You are so annoying sometimes!

What?

Sorry I'm late, darling. Traffic was terrible.

Have you been drinking?

No.

Look, Jack. I mean, the facts are still the same, aren't they?

Yes, but a jurylooks at themdifferently.

And they'll lookat you differently too.

What you're saying is they'll see some scummy American...

out to rip off their fellow countryman of his birthright.

I think that'sabout right.

Great.Look--

The courts are like theater.Oh, you're telling me.

It costs a fortune, and the seating's crap.

No, Mirella, I'm serious.If you look the part, the jurywill be more sympathetic to you.

If you come in dressedlike that, you're gonnamake my job a lot harder.

Okay, okay. I'll be discreet.

You know, this may sound self-serving.

I'm just gonna say it anyway.

I did love my husband.

Thank you, Jack.

Did I by any chance just witness a breach of professional conduct?

Sorry?Are you sleeping with your client, Jack?

What do you care? I thought you were getting married.

Well, yes, I am.

I am. I'm getting married to the most beautiful,

sensitive, caring man.

Then why are you so upset about Mirella?

No, I'm not upset. It's professionalism.

Let's face it.You can't stand the fact...

that she is a beautiful womanthat men find unbelievablyattractive.

Please.Coupled with the factthat she's about to walk off...

with 15 million pounds.

Beautiful and rich--enough to driveanyone crazy.

I can promise you that that-that...

tartis not going to walk off with a penny of my client's money.

Come on, Kate.You don't really thinkyou can beat me, do you?

Just watch me.

Now at midnight 48, the shipping forecast...

issued by the Meteorological Office at 23:58.

Rockall, Malin, Hebrides, storm force 6,

building 7,

expected soon.

Surprise!

I brought a little something for you.

What is it?It's a Gonk.

I had one for my A-levels. A sort of lucky charm.

Oh, but you failedall your A-levels,darling.

Yes, I know.

But it was a great comfort.You're so sweet.

Listen, how do I look?

Not too, you know--Sexy?

There's... something different about you.Really?

All rise.That's me. I've got to go.

Let's have the jury.

Members of the jury,

the case you are about to hearmay shock and disturb you.

And of course,sexual intercoursewith beasts of burden...

is, thank goodness,

relatively uncommonin this day and age.

Please forgive me.

That is my case in Wales next week.

Happily, our case today...

is altogethermore civilized.

Now let me just remind youthat it is your duty...

to listen carefully,decide honestly...

and drink moderately.

It works for me,and I am the judge.

If it please the court--

Excuse me, my lord.My learned friend appearsto have dropped something.

I'm much obliged.

Members of the jury,

this is a storyas old as they come.

A rich old manin his declining years...

falls victim to a ruthlessand cynical gold digger.

She persuades this old man--my client's father--to rewrite his will.

She persuades himby the simplest...

but most effective formof deceits--

that of the heart.

And by doing this,she deprives my clientof his birthright.

Lands and properties that havebeen carefully nurturedby his forefathers...

have been snatched away from himby this young woman.

In short, she has stolen everything he has.

Members of the jury, he wants it back.

Mr. Sullivan.

Love. Hello.

I'd like to talkabout falling in love.

Because, you see, that's whatthis case is really all about--

two people who fell in love.

Now, it's saddeningif his son feels aggrieved,

and we can all understand that.

But that doesn't entitle himto overrule his father'swishes...

merely becausethey don't benefit him.

The law is quite clear.

A person may leave his propertyto whomever he chooses,

and Mr. Burtonchose to leave his...

to the woman that he lovedwith all his heart.

I was bringing the horses backfrom their afternoon exercise,

and as I was passing the riding school, I heard them.

"Them" being the defendantand your late father.

That's right.

And what were they doingin the riding school?

They seemed to be struggling.

And what was Mrs. Burton doing?

She was pleading with him-- telling him how much she loved him,

that she adored him...

and that he promised her he'd do it.

And did your father sayanything in response to this?

He was saying that he couldn't do it,

that it was wrong and that she shouldn't make him.

And what do you think this was all about?

Well, it's obvious. It was about the will.

I mean, three days later, he drew up that ridiculous document.

Objection, my lord.

I've let Mr. Burton go on,but this is quite ridiculous.

I'm instructed by my clientMr. Burton's testimony...

is a total distortionof what actually occurredin the riding school.

If Mr. Burton heard anything,it was the sounds...

of my client and her husbandmaking extremely loudand passionate love.

Counsel is being facetious now, my lord.

Furthermore, I'm instructedMr. Burton would havebeen totally unable...

to hear anythingfrom where he was standing.

My lord, Mr. Burton has lived in this house his entire life.

He knows what he heard.

In that case, we requesta visit to the farmat the earliest opportunity.

Yes. Perhaps it would be best...

if we visit the location.

First thing tomorrow morning.

Members of the jury,we will leave at 9:00 sharp.

And you would be well advisedto bring a packed lunch.

In my judgment, sandwichesand a thermos of coffeewould be sufficient.

Or again, thinkingabout it overnight...

and consideringall the issues,

some of you may wishto bring a chocolate biscuit.

It is for you and you alone to decide.

Now perhaps if you'd like to continue, Miss Beckenham.

Oh, no!

No. No, um--

I believe that is a matter for counsel.

I'm so sorry, my lord.My waters have broken.

Where's Robin?He's on his way.

Ow!

I need Robin.If anything goes wrongand Robin's not here,

- I'll take it out on you. - That's okay.

You'll never forgive me.Yes, of course I will.

- I'll say terrible, horrible things about you. - That's all right.

About your laughable sex life with Graham.

About your obsession with Jack...

and your squalid attemptto get off with himin the cricket changing room.

My lord, I'm so sorry I'm late.

Never mind about that.What's the verdict?

It's a little girl.

This is where Mr. Burtonclaims to have been standing...

when he witnessed the events in question.

Now the purpose of this visit...

is to decide which version you believe-- his or the defendant's.

- This is ridiculous. - Blame your client.

All right, you two.

"Oh, please, I'm begging you. Begging."

"I can't.It's wrong."

Get on with it.

"I love you. I adore you.

You're everything to me."

"Stop.Don't make me do it."

Yes, well, that doesn't sound like bonking to me.

Therefore, I think whether you believe Mrs. Burton...

is a matter of doubt.

Thank you, Miss Beckenham, Mr. Sullivan.

Dad, what are you doingwith the washing machine?

There comes a time in every man's life...

when he needs to put down some roots.

Yeah, yeah.I won't be around forever, you know.

I know, Dad.And I realizeit's my sacred duty...

to continuethe Sullivan line.

But right now,I'm trying to win a case.

She's beautiful.Who?

Your opposing counsel.

Think so?I do.

And, um, I feel that--

What do you think?

Since when did you care about my opinion?

Wear the aqua with the lilac.

It brings out the contrast.

How are you feeling, Mr. Burton?

Fine, thank you.What do you think your chances?

Your father wasa remarkable man, wasn't he?

Yes.

Decorated soldier,successful businessman,

writer, painter,sportsman.

He was accomplished, certainly."Accomplished"?

I'd say he was a manwho chose to livehis life to the full.

Rubbish! He was a frail, confused old man...

whom she made behave like a fool.

Isn't that part of being in love?

It's not rational. It's not sensible. It's not logical.

That's what makes it love. If you say so.

I do say so,and I say this.

Love concentrates the mindwonderfully.

It makes you think aboutwhat really matters to youin this life.

That's why your father sat downand hand-wrote a new will.That's not true.

I think it is.

It may not be fair, but then love doesn't deal in fairness.

Nor does lust or stupidity.

Or envy or anger or greed--

all of which you are consumed by, Mr. Burton.

No further questions, Your Honor.

Miss Beckenham!

Miss Beckenham. Any comment?How's it going so far?

Mrs. Burton, are you happy with today's developments in court?

Yes, I am. I'm very happy.

Do you think you're gonna win?I think so. I hope so.

Smile. A big smile.

♪♪ ♪ Got a self-destructive feelin' ♪

- Ellen?- ♪ Creepin' through my soul

Ellen! ♪ When I'm awake and when I'm dreamin' ♪

Go away. Shoo!

♪ It just won't leave me alone ♪

Ellen! Your pizzais on fire.I don't care!

Go away!

♪♪

Oh, Ellen, what's wrong?

Oh, Ellie!

I'm crying! Yes, I'm crying!

Ellen, what's wrong?

I've been dumped by Steve.

Steve. Steve?Who's Steve?

Look, uh--

Let's go to bed.We'll sleep it off.

Hello?

Oh. Oh, Graham. Hi.

Listen, now's a really bad time.

Yeah. It's Ellen. I know.

- She's heartbroken. - Yes, again.

Listen, I'll call you later. I've gotta get--

Take me, God! Take me!

I can't live without him!No! No, you don't!

Not the lone bed of sorrow.

I know it hurts,but you're lucky.

You're lucky to fall in loveas often as you do.

It's not fair.

You'll meet somebody else.

Probably tomorrow.

I don't want anybody else!

I want Steve! I want Steve!

No suffocation!

You don't know what it's liketo love someone so muchit hurts.

Ow! Ow!

I know. I know.

And what shall I tell himif he rings you?

Tell him I've gone out with Mike.

I'd say Miss Beckenham's explanations left me none the wiser.

I'm not surprised,but at least he'sbetter informed.

My lord, my learned friend seems to believe...

if she asks the same question a variety of different ways,

she'll somehow get the answer she wants.

My lord, my client is entitledto a full explorationof the facts.

Full exploration, by all means.

Let's not make it an archaeological dig.

Now, now, Mr. Sullivan.

She must be allowed to develop her line in peace.

Humbug.I agree.

Is learned counsel simply going to ramble on?

No. Do you want one?We've all made love, even my learned friend.

Thanks.May I remind my learned counsel...

that my sex life is not the issue in this case.

Thank God for that. We'd all die of boredom.

That is so typicalof my learned friend'sentire approach to this case.

If the law is on your side, you bang the law.

If the facts are on your side,you bang the facts.

If neither is on your side,you bang the table!

And that is whathe has been doingfor the last 10 minutes.

- I protest, my lord! - Objection!

Now, now, you two.

You're like a couple of ferrets in a bag.

Jack, look.

Thanks. Owe you one.

And furthermore, Mr. Justice Tomlin...

was forced to intervene during the outburst...

between Mr. Sullivan and Miss Beckenham.

At one point, the judge remarked...

that the case was becoming more like a spat between two lovers...

than a reasoned argument between professionals.

Both counsel vigorously denied this to be the case,

each accusing the other of starting it.

At this point,

Mr. Justice Tomlin turned to the jury...

and said, "Here we go again."

And there was general laughter.

The case continues tomorrow.

This is Nicola Kent outside the Royal Courts of Justice.

Mrs. Burton,

you say that you were completely in love with your late husband.

I still am.

Would you like to tell us what that feels like?Feels like?

Yes. What does it feel like for a 21-year-old girl...

to fall head-over-heels in love with a man...

perhaps older than her grandfather?

Age has nothing to do with it.

It's something that just happens.

Could you please address your answers to the court...

and stop playing to the gallery?

Oh, so sorry, my lady.

My learned friend.

Okay. You all want to know? Fine. Fine, I'll tell you.

It's a feeling of-- of happiness.

It doesn't go away--

the knowledge that you'll be waking up next to this person...

for the rest of your life.

But you knew that youwouldn't be waking upnext to this person...

for the rest of your lifebecause he was nearingthe end of his life.

Mirella, perhaps you could tell us...

what truly motivated your love for Mr. Burton.

Objection, my lord.

Objection sustained.

Did your world explode every time he walked into the room?

Yes.

Did your skin tingleand your pulse racewhenever he touched you?

Yes.

And when he kissed you,did you feel transportedto another place,

a higher consciousness?

Oh, I did.

Really? Becausefrom where I'm standing,

all I can seeis a doddery old man...

pathetically tryingto cling onto the lastvestiges of his powers.

Oh, you're very cruel.

No. You'revery cruel.

You fooled an old maninto believing thatyou cared for him,

that you loved him.

You took the mostwonderful emotiona human being can feel...

and you twisted it.

You perverted itfor your own avaricious ends.

No. I did love him, and he loved me too.

Oh, Mrs. Burton.There's not a shred of evidenceto prove that this old man...

felt anything other thanconfusion, delusion and fear.

That is a lie!

You're trying to make somethingthat was precious...

and special and wonderful...

seem mean and cheap and cynical.

Those are your words,not mine.

Oh! It's so typical. You're so typically English, aren't you?

You twist my words and emotions around.

You're too cold at heart to actually experience them.

That's not only a supposition,it's also irrelevant.

You can just kiss my ass!

It's all right, Kate.

I'll not have this behavior in my court!Mrs. Burton.

Mrs. Burton, you are in contempt!

This isn't a court!It's a lynching!

A lynching!Security!

Mrs. Burton!

I've seen animals treated better than this!

I loved my husband!

My husband-- I loved him!

- I loved him with all my heart! - Order in the court!

Miss Beckenham!Miss Beckenham!Any comment?

Um, I think my client feels that the jury has seen through Mrs. Burton,

and no amount of tears will wash that away.

Can we expect a verdict tomorrow?

Yes, I hope the jury will decide tomorrow.

Kate, would you come round to the house this evening?

We need to talk. Yeah?

Okay.Thanks.

Oops.

Hello.

Oh. Hi, Graham.

Listen, now's a really bad time.

Yes, again. I'm sorry.

Yeah, o-okay. I'll see you there later.

Bye.

Here, Kate.Hello.

Come in, come in.Right.

It's not much,but it's home.Mmm.

Whiskey?Please. Thanks.

What's all this stuff?

Contentsof my father's office.

It's all I was ableto grab...

before she had the locks changedand threw me out of the house.

Is this you and him?

Yes.

"Fishing in Scotland."I was 10.

I see.

So you wanted to keep some of his personal things-- family memories.

Don't be ridiculous, Kate.

I thought Daddy might havedone the decent thing...

and left some moneylying around--

bank books, safety-deposit keys,that kind of thing.

No such luck.I don't want anyof this stupid junk.

Make yourself at home.

Ice?

Yes. Thank you.

Here we are.Gosh.

So, Gerald, um, I don't quite understand.

These are some of your father's most precious keepsakes--

pictures, memories.

Why don't you want any of them?

Kate, I know you're notthe sentimental type.That's why I hired you.

My father was a stupid,tightfisted old miser...

whom I loathedwith a vengeance.

Nothing will give megreater pleasure...

than to see his scrapsgo up in smoke.

Cheers.

Mm. Um--

Just a minute.

♪♪ ♪ You're just too good to be true ♪

♪ Can't take my eyes off of you ♪

What was it you wanted to talk to me about, Gerald?

Did I say "talk"?

Yes.

Well, I meant "celebrate." ♪ I want to hold you so much ♪

♪♪ Oh.

You were magnificenttoday.Thank you.

Demolishedthe little slut.

And I have to sayI found your performanceextremely stimulating.

Uh--And seeing you up there--

so firm, so in control,so... wiggy--

"Wiggy"?Mmm.

You know. I mean,your gown and everything.

So strict, so cool.

Fifteen million poundsis an awful lot of moneyto spend all by oneself.

Mr. Burton--Mmm. "Gerald."

Gerald, I am your professional adviser, your counsel.

Mmm, I love the sound of that.

Yeah.

Mm.Mmm.

Could I have a top-up?

Indeed.

I can't wait to workon your briefs.

We're two of a kind--you and I, Kate.

We see what we want,and we take it.

Kate.

♪♪ Hello, darling.

I'm so sorry I'm late.

Listen, I really can't stay for very long.

No, I don't supposeyou can.

So, don't keep me in suspense. What is it?

I don't think we shouldget married, Kate.

What?I'm sorry.

I think it's a really bad idea,and I'm calling it off.

Well, did you have to do that tonight?

Do you know, now is a--Really bad time?

Yes.Yes, I know.

This isn't like you.How would you know?

What's that supposed to mean?

If we got married,we'd end up rubbing along.

Isn't that the phrase?

Face it, Kate.You... don't love me.

That's not true.

All right, you love me,but...

you're not inlovewith me, are you?

Oh, God. I--

I don't know, Graham.Well, I do.

I'm not the personyou need.

I've been watching youfor the last few days.

And you were great--so full of fire.

And I'm afraid that,if we got married, I'd--

I'd slowly put that out,and, um,

you'd end uphating me for it.

No, I wouldn't. I could never hate you.

We both know whoyou need to be with.

What are you doing?

Good-bye, Kate.

Graham.

♪♪

Oh, no!

No, no, no.

Oh, bugger!

Bugger, bugger, bugger, bugger.

Ellen!

Let me in! I forgot my key!

♪♪ ♪ ...lonely days

♪ Cry, cry, cry

Ellen! Ellen!

Please let me in!

♪ Cry myself dry Ellen!

♪ Cry, cry, cry

♪ Cry, cry, cry ♪

What the--

Please help me.

I miss him, you know?

Every day.

You lawyers are all the same.

You wouldn't know what love is.

Are you gonna come in, or are you planning...

on spending the rest of the night in there?

You do realizethat your scaffolding...

is in breach of the 1957Building Act, as amended.

What's going on, Kate?You tell me.

It wasn't what you think. My client was very upset.

I don't even care anymore.

I'm actually hereabout Graham.

Oh, your fiancé, Graham.

The only man to throw up in the font at the Temple church.

That Graham.

He doesn't thinkwe should get married.

He's finished with me.

Oh, I'm sorry.

He's got this stupid ideathat there's somethingbetween us.

♪♪ Well, what did you tell him?

Well, I told himhe was wrong.

Why did you do that?

Because he is wrong.There's nothing between us.

You're not in love with me,and I'm not in love with you.

Of course not.

We're totally different.Absolutely.

Completely unsuited.I couldn't agree more.

No!

Don't come near me.

Don't touch me.

Come on, Kate.You don't mean that.

Oh, yes, I do. I mean every word of it.

I have hada night from hell,

and I'm not about to finish itby making the worst mistakeof my life.

Now give me my clothes,and I will leave.

Where are my clothes?

Call me a new man. Put them in the machine for you.

So what am I supposedto do now?

Well, don't ask me. You're the one with all the answers.

Just... try and keep the noise down.

I've got a case to win in the morning.

♪ Take the ribbon from my hair ♪

♪ Shake it loose and let it fall ♪

♪ Lay it soft against your skin ♪

♪ Like the shadows on the wall ♪

♪ Come and lay down by my side ♪

Jack.

Are you asleep?

♪ Till the early morning light ♪

The washing machine won't stop.

♪ All I'm taking is your time ♪

♪ Help me make it through the night ♪

♪ I don't care what's right or wrong ♪

♪ And I won't try to understand ♪

♪ Let the devil take tomorrow ♪

♪ For tonight, I need

♪ A friend

♪ Yesterday is dead and gone ♪

♪ And tomorrow's out of sight ♪

♪ It's so sad to be alone ♪

♪ Help me make it through the night ♪

♪♪

Oh! Bloody hell, Jack!

Was that a man?

Shit. Shit!

Shush!

Why are you dressedas a man?

See you later, Dad.Uh, just a sec.

What? I'm in a hurry.Really?

Anything wrong?No, I don't think so.

I see.

Anything you want to tell me?

Well, since you ask.

Last night, I slept with someone...

that maybe I shouldn't have.

Oh, God.

We didn't... doanything,you know.

- Thank God. - We just... held each other.

All night.

It seemed enough, you know?

It felt... right.

It did?Yeah.

Hope it doesn't stay that way for long, eh, Dad?

Jack!

Jack! You're still my son,

and I love you!

Mr. Sullivan!Mr. Sullivan!

Kate. Kate, what is it?Is everything all right?Everything's absolutely fine.

I just thought you'd like to be here to see justice carried out.

Oh, you bet. Gerald's convinced you've already won.

I'm afraid Gerald is a sleazy, slimy, randy idiot.

Oh, God. Really?He sounds just my type.

You two wait in there.

Hi.Hi.

I, uh-- I have a small confession to make.

What?

Well, last night, in bed,

I wasn't really asleep.

I know.

Really?

Really.Really.

Now if you'll excuse me, Ihave a case to win.

Kate!

Sorry. The traffic was appalling.

Was there a problemlast night?

No, no, no. Not at all.

I appreciated you being so candid with me.

Oh, really?Yes.

In that case, I look forwardto being extremely candidwith you later.

Tell me you've got a plan.

Not this time, Tony.

What the hell's wrong with you, Jack?

What can I say? Gotta lose sometime.

All rise.

Members of the jury,

I'm sure my learned friendwill tell youhow strange love is,

how it plays to no rules and obeys no laws...

and how it can happen to anyone,however unsuited they are.

And I accept that thisis a wonderful idea.

It's a romantic idea.

But that's just the problem, because that's all it is--

an idea, a sentiment, a fantasy.

It's not real.

So let us deal with the real world.

My client respected and loved his father.

We say what has happened is wrong.

We say that, in the real world,

we must not reward fraudsters like Mrs. Burton...

who use cheap words and perfunctory sex...

to confuse and beguile a vulnerable old man.

We say deliver justiceto Mr. Burton...

and give him his due.

Members of the jury,

I know I can trust you to be realistic with your judgment.

Thank you.

Mr. Sullivan.

My lord, I'd like to read some letters out to the court.

My lord, I protest. What letters?

Yes, Mr. Sullivan.

Perhaps you'd care to enlighten us.

They are love letters from the late Mr. Burton to his wife.

I'm sorry, but my learned friend cannot start introducing...

new pieces of evidence at this late stage.

- Well, Mr. Sullivan? - I would crave the court's indulgence.

These letters only came to my attention this morning.

Surely the court is not going to believe that.

My lord, my learned friend has made great play of the fact...

that there is no evidenceto prove that my clientand her husband were in love.

Now that I have this evidence,she seeks to exclude it...

on technicaland procedural grounds.

Either she's interested in justice or she's not.

Which is it?

Very well. I will allow these letters.

You've got to do something.

I can't, Gerald. I'm sorry.

There's a legal maxim involved.

Members of the jury,

I'd like to startwith a note thataccompanies the letters.

"I know that my life changed the day I met you...

and that yours will changewhen I have gone." ...have gone.

Rest on the branch of my family tree.

Enjoy the golden leaves of the autumn of my life.

The girl who kept me warm in my final winter.

Humor her, my loving wife...

"who all the painwill fall to...

when I am dead and gone."

I pray to God that he gives you the strength to carry on.

Excuse me. Do you mind?

As you can see behind me,

scenes of chaosand jubilation...

as the jury returned a verdict in favor of Mrs. Burton...

in a record 27 minutes.

How do you feel?

- I knew our love would win. - I knew it. Love or money?

I am so happy today...

and so proud of my counsel, Mr. Sullivan,

and so sad that my dear husband is not here.

Maybe later, gentlemen. We'd better get on.

Thank you.

You really had me goingfor a while back there.

Tony, I swear I didn't know.

Yeah, right.Don't give me that.

I should've knownyou'd never lose this one.

Hey, Jack.

You're the best!

I'll call you.

Are you all right?I'm fine, yeah.

How are you?Look, um--

This is gonna soundreally strange.

But how would you feelif I asked Grahamout for a drink?

What?

Well, he told meabout you two.Did he?

And I told himabout me and Steve,and he was so sweet.

You know I need a little bitof stability in my life.

Graham's someoneI could rely on.

Yeah, right.

This "hot, dirty sex" thingcan get a bit boring,you know.

That's, uh, not sayingyou shouldn't try itwith, uh, him over there.

Hi, boys.

Hold itright there.

I can't believeyou just did that.Did what?

Gave me those letters,let me win the case.

Why would I do something completely unprofessional like that?

Because you believein love.What?

That's why you lost the case.You are a romantic.

I did not lose the case.

What are you talking about?Of course you did.No, no, no, no.

I allowed you to win. I gave you the crucial piece of evidence.

Without that, you had nothing.Wait a minute.

I didn't need those letters.The jury were behind meall the way.

Oh, come on. Your case was pathetic from start to finish.

Besides, I won morally.

Whatever.The point is that youhave fallen in love with me.

I ensured that justice was done.

And I have fallenin love with you.If you think I lost--

What did you just say?

♪♪

Great bat,Robin darling!

♪ First we gain then we lose control ♪

♪ For a little while we reach the mountaintop ♪

♪ Then we stumble and stop

♪ How many people let the ceilings and the walls cave in? ♪

♪ A house they built and the love within ♪

♪ I still feel you burnin' inside of me ♪

♪ We both know

♪ It cannot be denied

♪ We just can't walk away from love like this ♪

♪ Can't turn your back and act like it don't exist ♪

♪ It'll come sneaking up on you when you least expect ♪

♪ A love like this deserves a little more respect ♪

♪ We just can't walk away from love like this ♪

♪ Try to imagine the sky without the sun ♪

♪ A barren land where no rivers run ♪

♪♪

Members of the jury.

The case you are about to hearmay shock and disturb you.

♪ We just can't walk away from love like this ♪

♪ Can't turn your back and act like it don't exist ♪

♪ It'll come sneaking up on you when you least expect ♪

♪ A love like this deserves a little more respect ♪

♪ We just can't walk away

♪ Just can't walk away from a love like this ♪

♪ Oh, no

♪ You and me we're natural lovers ♪

♪ Might say go in your mind

♪ But you know in your heart

♪ Try to imagine the sky without the sun ♪

♪ A barren land where no rivers run ♪

♪ Well, that's where we will be ♪

♪ If we're too blind to see

♪ You and me we're natural lovers ♪

♪ Might say go in your mind

♪ But you know in your heart

♪ We just can't walk away from love like this ♪

♪ Don't walk away ♪ Can't turn your back and act like it don't exist ♪

♪ It'll come sneaking up on you ♪

♪ When you least expect

♪ A love like this deserves a little more respect ♪

♪ We just can't walk away from a love like this ♪ ♪ Can't walk away

♪ Can't turn your back and act like it don't exist ♪

♪ You know it's gonna find you wherever you are ♪

♪ Might say go in your mind but you know in your heart ♪

♪ We just can't walk away from a love like this ♪

♪ Can't turn your back and act like it don't exist ♪

♪ Come sneaking up on you when you least expect ♪♪