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Dad!

Shit.

Shit.

Sorry.

Sorry I'm late.

Bloody road works outside Carlyle.

What's for tea love?

I'm starving.

Dad!

Hey!

Yes.

Can I help you?

Jenny?

Jenny?

Jenny?

Hal?

Where's your mom at?

Jenny?

Whenever
human beings are in trouble,

that's where you'll find them.

They may be tinkers or
tailors, soldiers or sailors,

nurses or bin men, or
strangers in the street.

Perhaps even, and this is
hard to believe I know,

lawyers.

They're here to help.

To comfort, to guide.

What you're saying is
you're giving up before

we've even started.

We're not saying
that, Mr. Fenwright.

Just pointing out that judges
tend to say that the mother--

You know, I don't--

All they do is make tea.

Reprehensible tea, I might add.

Always use freshly drawn water.

If water stands for
awhile it loses oxygen.

I'm so not having this conversation.

Oh you warm the pot
first, we're not animals.

Hello, little man.

What can I do for you?

Please help my dad.

I don't care if she's a bloody woman.

She walked out on my son

and that's the only thing that counts.

Do you have any idea what
that lad has gone through?

And now you expect me to hand him over

like he's the family cat.

Can I be of any assistance?

A contested interim hearing, Gist.

Nothing to do with you.

These cowboys here are saying
that I don't stand a chance,

that judges nearly
always favor the mother.

They're right, they nearly always do.

Zak Gist.

At your service.

We couldn't have kids of our own.

And to be honest with you,
I could have lived without.

But Jenny, she said she
needed a child to feel whole.

Bloody joke.

So you adopted Hal.

After years of trying.

I mean luckily we got this amazing woman

at the agency, Anna.

Otherwise I don't think
we would have made it.

Tell me about Anna.

Me and me wife, we're not
remarkable people, Mr. Gist.

But she said she saw
something remarkable in us.

What went wrong?

You have to ask Jenny that.

All I did was work me
bollocks off and love me son

as much as any man can.

Uh, Hal, why don't we go out
for a little walk, shall we?

She walks out on him
without a bye or leave.

A bad little boy, and now
she says she wants him back.

Well I'm not gonna let
that happen, Mr. Gist.

Your client
left the matrimonial home.

Left the adopted child
in her husband's care,

and has now changed her
mind and wants him back.

She made a mistake.

Who hasn't?

The point is that she
loves her child very much,

and she feels her husband
is using him as a weapon

with which to punish her.

Interesting.

I'm sure you'll make a
very persuasive case.

The thing is, Hannah, my
criminal cases are piling up.

I was wondering if you
would front this one for me.

Me?

Yeah.

I know you've only been
here a short while,

but no, I'd be very impressed.

Thank you.

I won't let you down.

Mrs. Sherringham, we
can complete the picture,

if you don't mind me saying.

Hello, Hal.

You're missing your mom.

Leave him alone.

Don't you worry.

You'll be back with her very soon.

You're contesting the hearing.

In a manner of speaking, yes.

Alright Hal, come on.

We're off.

You're a natural.

Did you never want
children, Mrs. Sherringham?

Shouldn't you be preparing your case?

Big day for Zak.

I hope he's in good shape.

It's a contested interim hearing.

He can do it in his sleep.

Big day for Zak.

Spare some change please, sir.

Most couples have nine months

to get used to a baby coming.

Well we had three days.

Not a helpless newborn,
but a fierce, angry

little two-year-old.

It must have been hard.

I underestimated how much I miss my mom.

Where's your mom?

She emigrated to
Australia with my sister.

I stayed here to be with Dave.

His mother OD'd in a Glasgow squalor.

So we knew we were getting
a damaged little lad.

Go on.

Before he arrived, we sat down,

and we have each other our word
that no matter what happened

in our lives, we would
never turn our back on Hal.

He'd been shat on once,

and while we had breath in
our bodies he would never

be shat on again.

And then she walks.

So you were tired and
overworked, and at your wit's end.

I made a mistake.

I know that.

But I love my Hal, Miss English.

I love him.

And he needs me.

Then let's try and get him back for you.

Can they take my son away from me?

Just because I'm a bloke?

They can try.

Old leather, legal
papers, and damp ceilings.

God I love it.

You're very confident, Zak.

Yes I am.

Only you keep telling me
how formidable an opponent

Richard Pembrook is.

And so he is.

But when I feel like this,
Tom, with a fizz in my blood

and a wind in my jib there's
not a lawyer in the land

who wouldn't quiver before me.

No.

She left.

She was going to leave.

And then I thought,

wouldn't it be fun if she
came and worked for me.

Makes no difference to me.

Oh Zak.

You can no more resist that
woman than can a moth the flame.

Very similar results.

Court will rise.

How impressive

do you think you've been so far?

On scale of one to 10?

I was momentarily discombobulated.

You were trembling like a teenager.

You can't even be in the same room as her.

I was taken by surprise.

Obviously that won't happen again.

Well let's just hope that Mr. Mountjoy

didn't witness that little whopper.

What if the dad is the baddie,
and the mom's the goodie?

It's a contested hearing,
not an episode of Bonanza.

I'm just saying, we'd be
defending the wrong person.

The boy looked me in
the eye and asked me

to help his father.

It's as clear as Mr. Mountjoy gets.

Enjoy it while you can.

I love you.

J'temme.

Until I get bored and find someone richer

or younger or with bigger mammary glands.

They're weird, aren't they?

Humans?

I need a cast iron character
witness, that's what I need.

Check out Dave's friends, Tom.

People he works for,.

Anyone who can tell the
jury that he's the best dad

in Yorkshire.

What's the name of the woman he mentioned?

Anna Atkinson.

She ran the adoption agency
Mr. and Mrs. Fenwright

went through.

Ran?

She's taken early retirement.

I'll check her out.

I'll get it.

What is it?

I have absolutely no idea.

Who is it from?

Who do you think it's from?

Perhaps he did see your little wobble.

What's he up to?

Putting Hannah here,
manipulating my nervous.

What is it?

I don't know what it is.

But it's significant, you
can bet your boots on that.

Well you want to tell me what to do,

find out what the hell it is.

Where are you going?

You're a very fine
woman, Mrs. Sheringrham.

But you're not my mother.

He talks the talk, your Mr. Gist.

But he let that woman
walk all over him today.

He'll be alright, Dad.

He promised me.

Tomorrow Hal.

Hal!

It's alright, you'll be alright.

You'll be alright, come on.

I think you've made an excellent start.

Thank you.

Unlike Zak Gist.

My god the man was all over the place.

Don't be deceived.

Beneath Gist's bumbling
exterior is a ruthless,

devious lawyer.

He will say and do anything to win.

I can handle him.

I'm sorry, Hannah, I have to go.

Will you be alright getting home.

Of course.

Are you OK?

Mr. Gist.

Can I buy you a drink?

How is he?

You're son's fine, Mr. Fenwright.

The iron was not to full heat,

so it looks a bit worse than it is.

Thank God.

Can I ask how it happened?

What are you suggesting?

I have to ask.

He saw I was having a hard day

and he went to work with the ironing.

Alright.

Can I take him home?

We're just putting a dressing on him

and then he's all yours.

Dad!

Hey son.

Are you alright?

Are you always as
rubbish as you were today?

Or are you trying to lull me
into a false sense of security?

Why didn't you go
when you had the chance?

You said you were going.

Mr. Penbrook offered me
a position in his chambers.

Not that it's any of your business.

You're a brilliant lawyer.

You've got a brilliant
career ahead of you.

You know nothing about me.

Is this a cheap shot at
trying to unsettle me?

No.

Good.

Because it won't work.

I'm going to kick your bottom, Mr. Gist.

Is this really the right place for you?

That's all I'm saying.

As good a place as any.

And for the record, I'm
not as interested in having

a brilliant a career as I used to be.

Your round, I believe.

I'll see you in the morning.

You adopted a child from
a very troubled background.

You knew he would need
tremendous love and support

from both of you.

Yes.

Both of you.

But you were away for weeks at a time.

I had to be.

Leaving all the child
rearing responsibilities

with your wife.

She left him.

She was shattered.

Distraught.

I was about to say, how
could you not have noticed.

But of course you were
never there to notice.

I'm really sorry, your
honor, I've only done it again,

set off from chambers for an
interim residence hearing,

obviously taken a wrong turn,

and ended up in this
poor man's murder trial.

Mr. Fenwright is not on
trial here, Miss English.

Nor is Mr. Fenwright a judge.

He doesn't get to say where Hal lives,

or who he lives with.

Mrs. Fenwright left the family home.

She left her husband, she left her son.

I suggest it's not the hardest decision

you'll ever have to make, your honor.

Beautiful day.

Do you remember Hal Fenwright, Anna?

What?

That's Hal.

You once played a very
big part in his life.

Hal.

He needs your help, Anna.

One more time.

We're representing Dave Fenwright

since his wife walked out on him.

Hi.

What was your opinion of Dave?

You want me to take
sides in a custody hearing?

No wait!

You people make me sick!

I've seen you bamboozle
decent people in court.

Rip kids away fro their parents!

No, we're just trying to work
out the best future for Hal.

I like Dave.

I like them both.

He wrote the most beautiful
letter I've ever read.

You must have had
the most fantastic job.

Putting lost kids with new parents.

Top job.

Tell us about the letter.

He wanted it to go in
with their application.

The reasons why he and
Jenny wanted to adopt.

It made me cry.

How stupid does that make me.

Could we see the letter?

No, that won't be possible.

Anna, please, we need it.

You can't have the letter.

Do you know that I've
taken early retirement,

because I'm sick of it.

Sick of messing about in
other people's misery.

Good luck, Hal.

Are you interrupting
my hearing, Mr. Penbrook?

Only in the interest
of the child, your honor.

Hmm.

Is that really necessary?

Is this a private meeting?

Or can anyone join in?

He'd do the same to you.

Your honor, we would
like to request that

for the duration of this hearing,

the child be made the subject
of an interim care order.

Social services are I believe
ready to make the application.

Uh your honor--

Sit down, Mr. Gist.

What application?

They'd foster Hal out.

No, no no, no, never.

Your honor, this is preposterous.

Mr. Fenwright is the child's father

and the child will reside with him.

It may just be that Mr.
Fenwright will be under

added pressure for the next day or so,

and the child's best interest--

Are you seriously suggesting
that social services

wrench this child from
its one remaining parent?

No!

Control yourself, Mr. Fenwright.

I'll take him.

It doesn't work like that, I'm afraid.

Your honor, there was
an incident last night.

What sort of incident?

Apparently Mr. Fenwright was distracted

and the unattended child pulled
a hot iron down on himself.

What?

There may have been alcohol involved.

That is a lie.

I've got a full report here from A and E

which I of course have handed
through to social services.

Where is Hal?

Where is my baby!

No where near you, you made cow!

You hurt him you idiot!

They're gonna take him away from you,

can't you see that!

Mr. Gist, where is the child now?

You don't have to lower
yourself to his level, Hannah,

you're better than that.

Stop talking like you know me.

And don't tell me you
wouldn't have done the same.

I wouldn't have done the same.

Are you happy now, hey?

This is your fault, not mine!

He's gonna be a stranger to me!

Yeah, and all of this is your doing!

Is this your human love?

What is going on here?

I'm sorry, Hal.

It won't be for long.

It's her doing.

Hal, how are you feeling?

You got burned, baby?

Hal, I'm sorry.

You promised me.

Excuse me?

Excuse me?

Do you know this trucker, Dave Fenright?

We're looking for a character witness.

Definitely not, no, sorry.

Please help my dad.

That's what you said, Hal.

Not help me, or help my mom.

You didn't help him, did you?

Was it hard for your
dad when your mom left?

Did he cry?

You'll have to protect him, Hal.

Not from me.

Did he cry?

Why do you think he cried?

Because he loves her.

Because he loves her.

One minute they're madly
in love with each other,

and the next they're in court
screaming at each other.

It makes no sense.

Human love doesn't
always make sense, Tom.

But it be of any real
quality, and real value?

I believe it can.

Slight change of plan.

I think Mr. Mountjoy wants us

to get Hal's parents back together.

But they can't stand each other.

He's irritating like that.

So what have we found
out from Dave's friends

and colleagues?

Nothing much.

He keeps himself pretty much to himself.

He just works.

There must be something.

There's now no woman?

Thank you for the
beautifully laundered shirt

Mrs. Sherringham.

Yes, yes, that as well.

It has been several millennia,

about time you learned
how to do it yourself.

I can do my own ironing.

Please.

Anna Atkinson is worn
out from years of working

with human unhappiness.

But is she useful?

She says that she has a letter that Dave

wrote to the agency.

I'll talk to her.

I have talked to her.

She's damaged, she doesn't
want anything to do with us.

I can be very persuasive.

Don't you dare intervene.

Of course not.

It's not allowed.

Oww! Oww!

Oh watch out for the motorbike.

He's his own worst enemy.

Who was he, Mrs. Sherringham?

Your person?

Don't ask a question again.

Please.

He insisted he wants to
spend the day with you.

Is that alright?

You must have seen a lot of unhappiness

in your life, Anna.

Don't you people
understand the word, no?

Seen children taken
away from their mothers.

Barren couples begging you for help.

I mean, who wouldn't retire early?

What do you want?

Are you a trusting person?

No.

I'm going to show you
something completely ordinary,

completely extraordinary.

If you'll trust me.

And then you'll leave me alone?

Then we'll leave you alone.

You have my word.

Why have you brought me here?

You were put on this
earth to help people, Anna.

Which as God knows is
a blessing and a curse.

You're mad.

Some things you can't run away from.

People need you.

A bit of help wouldn't go amiss.

Judge Clacey, are you quite
happy with the adjournment?

What adjournment?

You haven't been told?

Miss English has some new information

she wants to share with me.

It's inconvenient obviously,

but where there's a child involved.

I know nothing about it.

You asked for an
adjournment, on my behalf?

I have a plan.

How bloody dare you!

I'm trying to build up my
reputation in this city

and you--

If you just listen.

I have a theory that it's love,
not hate, that is at stake.

What do you know about love, you weirdo?

As much as you.

Is that right?

I'll tell you what love is.

Love is waiting for a
man who never showed up.

Fight.

What lox.

This man has told the
hearing judge that I asked

for an adjournment.

Did you?

No.

Naughty, naughty.

What are you up to, Gist?

I just think the kid
deserves two parents, not one.

And you're going to fix
it with tea and sympathy?

It's worth a try, isn't it?

We are lawyers, we are not--

I think it's a splendid idea.

What?

Well if there's any
chance that the couple

could be reunited, I
think we should take it.

Really?

Well what have we got to lose?

If this is some pathetic ruse.

The two of you.

Hunkered together.

Talking about love and relationships.

Give up, Penbrook.

What's it like being young, Hal?

I mean, can you actually
feel your bones growing?

Sort of, sort of creaking?

That would be freaky.

We're meeting here today
to see if we can make

some progress away from the
harsh light of the court.

Any time you want to leave, just say so.

That's not enormously helpful, is it?

Is she dropping her claims on Hal?

No, she is not.

Then there's nothing
to talk about, is there?

There's you son to talk
about, Mr. Fenwright.

Before we discuss differences,

let's talk about what you have in common.

Nothing.

But once upon a time

you were in love with each other, yes?

Once upon a time I believed in fairies.

Don't talk to her about love.

She doesn't know the meaning of the word.

She is cold.

She's frigid.

And you're vindictive.

And you're cruel.

You're a bitter, little man.

Where are we going, Mrs. Sherringham?

It's a surprise.

Hal was angry.

He was frightened.

And he took it out on me.

He wouldn't eat.

He wouldn't sleep.

He cried all day and half the night.

It's called being a mother.

If I'd had me mom with me.

Oh please.

I'm sorry, but this is a farce.

I did my best.

I held him when he cried.

I cleaned his grazes, I stroked his back.

I loved him.

And in the end, he loved me.

Then why did you leave?

I was so tired.

Four years of bringing up Hal on my own.

Day after day after day.

That night he heard his
dad's brakes come on

and his face lit up like a light.

You were jealous.

Something just clicked in my head.

I had to get out of that house.

I had to get away, I
had to get myself right.

And I've done that.

And I want my son back.

Let's try a different tack.

Jenny.

Tell me the happiest day
you ever spent with Dave.

A marriage counselor too.

Is there no beginning to your talents?

It was the day we got Hal.

Good.

That's good.

And the worst?

The day I left him.

It must have been hard
to leave like that, Jenny.

It takes a certain sort of courage.

Whose side are you on?

You say that,

but I imagine it's harder
for the one left behind.

Thank you.

Did you know where she'd gone?

No.

Did you wait for her?

And look around the streets for her.

She might have been knocked out, murdered.

Did you phone the police with worry?

Yeah.

I told you I wasn't in my right mind.

I didn't want anyone to suffer.

Of course you didn't.

If you could have done it
differently, you would have.

Yes.

Why don't you stick to
matter of the law, Mr. GIst,

because frankly you don't know
what you're talking about.

Do you think you've cornered
the market in suffering?

We're not talking about me.

Maybe there's a reason
he didn't come back.

He?

Maybe he was plucked
away, forcibly taken.

And is now riven with guilt,

which he shouldn't feel
because it wasn't his fault.

What on earth are you talking about?

You like cricket, Mrs. Sherringham.

I do.

Always have.

Can I have an ice cream, please?

Yeah, of course you can.

Get one for Tom.

It could be his first.

You've never had an ice cream?

It's where I met him.

My friend.

He sat in that seat you're sitting in.

And asked me if I'd lend him my score card

in exchange for a cup of tea.

At lunch, Yorkshire were 101 for two.

By tea they were 274 for six,
and I was completely in love.

I went to see Mr. Mountjoy.

You actually saw him.

I told him I wanted to
give it all up to be human.

Well I've heard about it of course.

Everyone has.

He made it very clear that if I did,

there'd be no going back.

And where is he now, Mrs. Sherringham?

Your person.

Billy.

His name is Billy.

Where is Billy?

We we got married, with
plans to have a family.

And you were happy?

And then Billy started
getting these headaches.

And we went to see his doctor,

and six months later Billy was dead.

Mr. Mountjoy did that?

No, not Mr. Mountjoy.

I asked to become mortal,

and take my chances.

I have no one to blame but myself.

Catch it!

Tom.

Give the ball back.

Was it worth it, Mrs. Sherringham?

To give up eternity for human love?

I don't regret a second
of my time with Billy.

I do regret letting Mr. Mountjoy down.

Hugely.

That's one of those
horny dilemmas, isn't it?

Yes.

Yes I think it is.

Mr. Gist will make it alright, won't he?

He'll do his very best.

He's my son.

He's coming back with me.

He doesn't even like you.

Because you've poisoned him against me!

No you did that all by yourself.

Are you happy now?

I thought you'd prefer this
to slugging it out in court.

Yeah, well you leave me and Hal in--

Obviously I was wrong.

Your default position, I'd suspect.

Can we just bloody calm down.

Jenny!

Jenny!

There are three options open to me.

Keeping Hal with his adoptive
father, the respondent.

Removing him from his adoptive
father and placing him

with his adoptive mother, the applicant.

The third option is one I would turn to

with a very heavy heart,

which is the local authority
becoming the applicant.

Hal would stay in foster care.

No.

Mr. Fenwright.

Any person attending a hearing like this

is by definition under
a great deal of stress.

However, I have to say that
I have found your behavior

churlish, aggressive, and secretive.

Oh this one's similar.

Look.

What's that language?

Russian.

Normally of course one would look

to keep a child with its mother.

I have no doubt that you
love your adopted son,

Mrs. Fenwright.

But your behavior, culminating
in leaving him behind

without warning, or consultation,

or any sense of where you had gone,

this hearing has been
an unedifying spectacle.

And I suspect you have
not been well served

by those you should expect
to be well served by.

In the circumstances I am
left with little alternative

but to safeguard Hal's well
being and make an order

that he remain in the care
of the local authority.

No, please.

Has my court become a bus station,

and nobody thought to tell me?

Sorry.

Your honor, some new evidence

has been brought to my attention.

It's too late for that, Mr. Gist.

It's the letter Mr. Fenwright

wrote to the adoption agency.

Miss English.

Let us hear the letter, your honor.

To whom it may concern.

My wife cannot have children.

Which means I cannot have children,

as my wife and I are one and the same.

Jenny is a very modest woman,

and would not write the
words I am about to write.

Dear child, where ever you
are, or whoever you might be,

no matter how lonely, or damaged,
or difficult you might be,

a wonderful mother is waiting for you.

She has so much love to give.

She is so generous and will be so loyal.

She is waiting here for you.

And as for me, even
though we have never met,

I tell you now I will love you forever.

Give us the gift of your life,

and I will be the best father I can be.

I will never give up on you.

We will never give up on you.

I want this to stop.

Now.

Jenny.

They're just words, Jenny.

Your honor, I withdraw the application.

You know what this means.

Dave will have Hal.

Jenny.

Jenny.

I meant every word.

Every word.

Anna.

Anna.

What do you want?

You're an angel.

Thank you, Mr. Gist.

I don't know exactly
how you did that, but,

we're gonna go and talk access.

Good.

Hal wants to give you something.

I mean he normally
draws military hardware,

not birds.

They're not birds.

I know what they are.

Bye.

That was an interesting
couple of days, Mr. Gist.

Yes.

I apologize, if I've
been a bit hysterical.

What with being shot
and getting a new job.

You've got nothing
to apologize to me for.

This is where you say you're sorry too.

And promise to be a little
less weird in the future.

I'm sorry too.

I've decided that you and
I are going to be friends.

Can I buy you a drink?

Friend?

No.

Thank you.

Right.

OK.

Well I'll see you around.

Sir, sir, spare some change?

Sure.

Oh!

Do you think they'll get back together?

They might.

I hope so for Hal's sake.

And you, Zak?

Are you alright?

I don't think I can do this.

I think I have to be with her.

A little boy is with
his mom and dad tonight

because you're not with her.

Remember that.

So what did you suckers do

while I was covering myself in glory?

We went to a cricket match.

Cricket?

He can barely tie his own shoelace,

he won't understand the
nuiances of cricket.

I understand a lot more than I did.

English please.

Oh, sorry.

This is a Russian clock.

Built in a factory on the
outskirts of Moscow in 1959.

Why would Mr. Mountjoy send us that?

Well that's Kruschev and
the Soviet Politburo.

October 28, 1962.

The last day of the
Cuban Missile Crisis.

The what?

You have to know this stuff.

The day the Russians and the Americans

nearly blew the earth to kingdom come.

This actual clock once
ticked down to armageddon.

Is it a gift?

He doesn't do gifts.

It's a warning.

But it doesn't work anymore.

I don't think any of us
ever want to see that clock

work again.

What's he up to, Mrs. Sherringham?

I've got it, there's
a time here coming up.

I'm in Scotland Monday to Wednesday.

Me mom was going to love him, but you can.

Thank you, Dave.

Would you really have
given it all up for her?

In a heartbeat.

But they're so messy and
changeable and contradictory.

And they have missiles.

Then why didn't you?

Mr. Mountjoy was very persuasive.

I truly believe that
if another of us falls,

he'll leave them to their own devices.

This whole world will spin on without us.

How do you think they'd cope?

Educated guess,

pestilence, war, famine and death.

We'd better not fail, then.

That'd be wise.

You are alright now?

Hmm.

Solving that question brings
the priest and the doctor

in their long coats
running over the fields.

Hal's got fireworks in his picture.

He has, hasn't he.

What are you doing?

Zak, you know we're not allowed to--

Ah, it's the middle of the night,

he'll never know.