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[Tilly, reading]
They were at a crossroads,
toying with deceit.

He thought back to that time
when they, too,

had lived on the edge
of constant discovery,
reckless and wild.

And as his hands caressed--

Is this on
the syllabus?

Dad!

[Hannah]
It's for work.

"He knew he must
grasp the memory

of her once sweet taste,
haunting him."

He goes down on her
in a bit.

Right. Tonight, your turn.
They clearly need policing.

You were out late
last night.

Hmm. Someone's keeping count?

Gym's clearly working.
You look good.

Well, you know.
Working on it.

[phone buzzing]

Hmm.

"The sweet taste of deceit
was on her lips."

Ohh, filth. Utter filth.

I'm in the wrong business.

[drops phone on countertop]

[Vinnie] Mum, the fox
has pooed on the car again.

[theme music playing]

[sigh, groans]

[gagging]

[narrator on TV]
...having to change them
is gonna be special.

[continues, indistinct]

Don't.

[TV continues, indistinct]

We can try again.

But I want thatbaby.

Which one?
The James Corden one?
[laughs]

-His jokes would
get on your nerves.
-Hmm.

[TV continues]

Oh! Elvis is in the house.

-Too much?
-[James] Not for Vegas.

They're students.
I need to blend.

Here's hoping Prof Ronnie
will be wearing a Speedo.

Your child
will be addicted...

to caffeine.

[mouths words]

[Ruth]
James! The back door
is sticking again!

We have to move out.

[Richie]
That's it, smile.
One more, buddy boy.

[Dexter]
I think I could eat
six of these.

You've blocked out 10 a.m.
this morning?

[Fi]
I've got Book Club tonight
with the girls.

-Just need to pop out
and get a few bits.
-No, cancel.

We've got a sound check
at midday.

Just do it later. Get takeout.

[scoffs]

Tonight of all nights.

You goin' out like that?

[camera clicking]

[clears throat]

Ocado.

Hey.

Mmm.

Callum?

Ralphy?
We've leavin' in five.

[slurps]

[phone buzzing]

-[Hannah] Hi.
-I can't come.

-You okay?
-He's got me on
complete lockdown.

Fi, is everything all right?

I don't have to do this.
This divorce thing,
I'm terrified if G--

[Hannah]
One step at a time.
I'm here. You're just--

laying the ground.

Okay, well, um,
Book Club tonight?

-Is he with you?
-Yeah.

Be great if you can come.

Babe?

Fi.

Yeah, well,
we can catch up then.

Babe, come on.
Need to get ready.

Only when you're ready.

Okay. Send me the list.

I'll, uh, see you
at mine at 8:00

Okay.

Running late?

Didn't sleep that well.

And calling me at home?

I just wanted
to hear your voice.

Oh. Room for one more?

Fi Hansen canceled.

Oh. That's disappointing.

-And the Brodeur meeting?
-Set for 9:00.

I've drafted the petition
for you to look over.

-You look tired.
-[bell dings]

Just foxes keeping me up.

Did you know, um,
Ma is doing Zander
and the manwhore's pre-nup?

Why didn't Zander
ask me?

"The Marriage"?
Sounds boring.

[Hannah]
It's for a case.

Did you read "The Affair"?

New York Timesbestseller
for 19 weeks in 2015.

Utter trash.

Wasn't it about
his affair with, um...

Editor.
Now soon-to-be ex-wife.

Let me know
when she arrives.

Which once again
proves my point:

Never in the office,
and never think it's forever.

-Grayling?
-Uh, yeah. Shipping.

Mmm. Classy.
"Great doing business
with you last night."

Um, long meeting.
We...overran.

-Lilies.
-Wait. What?

-Weddings and funerals.
-Mm-hmm.

Have them if you like.

Hmm.

You don't like lilies?

[scoffs]

If I'd died.

And--And Post-it Notes...
on my computer?

Oh, it's too much?

We're not...fifteen.

Oh, damn!
And I made you
a mix tape.

[mutters]

Is it-- Is it hot?

Are you-- Are you hot?

-[Maggie] Hannah?
-We need to talk.

-Lunch? Yeah.
-Fine. Yeah.

[Maggie] Mrs. Brodeur
is in Reception.

[Misty] Stop following me,
Go away!

[Mrs. Brodeur] This is insane![Jack] Insanity is divorce.

[Misty] Then you shouldn't have
said such awful things about me
in your book.

Please-- I can't--You're a ridiculous man!

Let's go.[dog yapping]

Mr. Brodeur,
we are in the process

of drafting
a divorce petition.

Oui.Superb. Marvelous.

Then I should be here,
no?

Maggie, perhaps
you could show Mr. Brodeur
where he would wait.

[timid whining]

[Misty]
It was a gift.

From Jack.

Deliberately to annoy me.

He's like the Mona Lisa.

His eyes follow you
wherever you move.

Um, we've...drafted
your petition,

and I just need
your marriage certificate.

The biggest mistake
was becoming a wife.

Chapter Nine.

In Chapter Nine,
I'm menopausal and fat.

We had a glorious affair,

but there's only so long
that you can sneak around.

They should put that
in the mistress contract.

It's the guilt
that gets to you.

You always get caught
in the end.

[receptionist]
Mr. Brodeur, excuse me,

You can't go in there.

I'm so sorry,
I couldn't stop him.

Thought I'd take the dog out
for a petitpoo-poo.

Just come to Paris.

For one more night.

Just one.

Chapter Nine, Jack.

It's a story, my love.

It's our life, Jack.

You stole our life.

Ohh, pick up, Rose.

When you're done
picking the flakes
off your sun tan,

can you call me back, please?

Lunch.

Are you listening to me?

Are you listening
to me?

Okay, you're not
listening to me.

Look, I really need
to talk to you.

Not burritos. Proper lunch.
Just call me back.

[sighs]

[distant muffled conversation]

[no audible dialogue]

-[clank]
-Shit.

Hi.

Just--

-Is now a good time?
-Yep.

I was just going over
the comparison
of quarterly profit,

lawyer by lawyer,
adding up billable hours.

I was curious.
The Carlton divorce,
that never went to court?

Uh, yeah, they were married
for, um...

twenty-eight years,

and went to mediation.

It wasn't necessary
to drag them both through court.

Just, though,
in that particular case,

it falls between
two stools.

Right? It's neither
high profile enough
nor litigious enough

for you to dedicate
quite so much time.

Hi. Mergers don't come cheap,

-and it's NHD now,
so can we step it up?
-[laughs softly]

I was saying to Maggie
much the same.

Right. So a good old-fashioned
dogfight, then?

Hmm.

Oh, do you have
five minutes?

Uh, yeah. Course.

Might be easier
to do this at your desk.

Okay.

NHD. Brilliant.

In one acronym
he's managed to reduce
this company

to something that
sounds like an STI.

[chuckles]

[computer chimes]

Zander. Fi Hansen,

-I'd love a steer.
-Okay.

Originally, it was
a producer-artist relationship.

He was the more famous.

But over the years,
they've built up the brand.

And now there's rumors
in the press

about the nanny, which
they're scrambling to shut down.

But in private,
she's confirmed to me
that he's been having an affair.

I'm gathering
all the financial
information for the Form E,

but she's not told him yet.

-I think she's scared.
-She has a list
of unreasonable behavior?

And you're worried
that the nanny
will go to the press?

If she's gagged
by an NDA...

Any newspaper worth its salt
will indemnify her

if the story's good enough.

Which it is,
by the sounds of it.

So when it hits,
I want to be prepped.

They're gonna
want to keep it out of court
and out of the press.

-I could check in with Liz
and the media team.
-Great.

Because I think
he's going to come for her.

I just get a sense.

I want to bring Nathan in on it.

My suspicion is that
the opposing party

will be aggressive
in their strategy,
and Nathan's the best.

Plus, if this goes
to arbitration,
I'll want him by my side.

I'm sure you can
pull some strings.

One advantage
of being married
to the best.

The Sinclair
Inheritance Act claim?

Left the papers on your desk.

Can you sit in at 1:00?

Ahh, sorry.
Lunch meeting.

Now, when Mr. Carmichael
says he has a lunch meeting,

one senses he might mean
a lunchmeeting.

You're a man who eats lunch
at his desk.

Mm. She's a keeper.

Interesting.
I'll get her name.

-[knock on door]
-On my desk.

-[door opens]
-Thanks, Mike.

Oh, sorry, you're not Mike.

Sorry. I thought
you were my clerk.

That needs picking up.

If you're looking
for your desk,

it was last seen, uh,
buried under there.

[laughs]

Sorry.

[Cloe]
Thank you...

for taking me on.

Particularly
as I'm not convinced
I was your first choice.

Persecution complex--
very, very unhealthy.

No, fair analysis
of the situation.

To be clear,
it is the remit

of the aforementioned
barrister, me,

to instill a general sense
of ill ease and discomfort,

even dislike, in a pupil, you.

Not, as it may seem,
through any great intent,

but simply because I am,
and my wife will confirm this,

incredibly scattergun
and don't like most people,

including my own children.

But you do like her.

That stuff. That...

caring-what-I-think stuff.

This is a place of work,
so...

save it for another time.

Maybe tonight?
I hear you're paying.

Oh, yes.

The age-old tradition
of the pupil-barrister fleece.

Gay couple. German.
Expecting twins.

He's run off
with the surrogate.
Watch and learn.

[Ronnie]
Okay.

Everybody clear about
what we should be doing?

-[silence]
-I'll take that as a yes.

Now who's gonna be
the guinea pigs?

You're sitting in the front row,

I'm afraid you've asked for it.

All right, now,
you're the legal...

and you're the client.

Okay! Let's go.

Ah, I'm an acquisitions lawyer
with Goldman Sachs.

Which is where I met my wife.

In fact, she was
my personal assistant.

But she stopped work
after we had children.

[Amy] And when did the marriage
break down irretrievably?

Few weeks ago.

I'd like a divorce.

[Ronnie]
Okay, okay. Stop.

Any questions?

Nothing?

[sing-song]
Hello?

Hmm.

Okay, play on.

Um--um...

he'd "like" a divorce.

At some point
in every marriage,

we'd all "like" a divorce.

But there is a difference
between what one likes

and what one really
wants to do.

Ruth Defoe, everyone, one of
our most eminent family lawyers.

[ students applauding ]

-Amy. Is it Amy?
-Yeah.

I had a goldfish
called Amy, but...

[laughter]

...I digress.

Are you sure, Mr. Latham,

the marriage is over?

I-- Um, yeah,
I think so.

See? Hesitation.
You're not sure, are you?

Now, if this was a good friend
who told you what Mr. Latham
has just told you,

what would be the first thing
you'd say?

-"I'm sorry?"
-Exactly.

We're therapists,
counsel,

and most important,

possibly the only
running mate they have
in the very darkest hour.

And the second?

-"Are you sure?"
-Bravo! Alwaysquestion.

People have affairs.

People we know, people we love.

But that is not always
the cue for divorce.

Sometimes it can be
the road back.

But she's sleeping
with my best friend
and stealing my money.

Ah, well, then,
screw her for every penny
she's got.

[all laugh]

[Ronnie]
Amy...

go again.

Hello, Ronnie.

Ruth.

Take a pew.

Oh-- Can we go through
the Adelaide case?

Uh, sorry, lunch meeting.
The other side of town.

Maybe later, then?

[low chatter]

What?

Just watching you.

And I was just imagining
what it would be like

if this was every day.

[puts cutlery down]

Hey, I'm just
putting it out there.

An alternative
to sneaking around.

-We could go to, uh--
-Don't say Paris.

-I didn't say Paris.
-You were gonna say Paris.

Yeah.

You can't call me when
I'm trying to get my kids off
and act like all is okay.

You can't look at me
like you are looking at me now
when there are people around.

"She's a keeper"?

I was just fooling around.

We can't do that.

Stop it.

You're giving us away,
and I'm not...ready.

I'm not ready
to give us up yet.

Yet.

I don't drop hints at work,
because this,

if you haven't realized,
is officially
a conflict of interest.

Mm-hmm.

You can bear the risk. I can't.

Hey. Hey, hey, hey.
Hey. Hey.

It's not that I haven't
had the same thoughts.
I've had them.

I think what would have
happened, what if--

what if it had been you,
and not Nathan.

What if it had been you
waiting for me at the end
of that aisle?

I have...my life.

I have responsibility.
I have kids.

-I have--
-[phone buzzing]

People that you love.

Yeah.
[bitter chuckle]

We should get the bill.

Not yet.

Zander is besotted.

Kill me if I go away on holiday
and come back with husband.

He's one step away
from a mail-order bride.

Sure. Much better
to keep dating weirdos
and old men.

-First insult of the day.
-John. Weird John. Forty-eight?

Seven. He was forty-seven.

Rex. Case in point.

Right age, screw-up anyway.

You're jealous.
And alone.

And really sweaty.

Shut up. Smug git
with your smart new husband.

Real husbands have beards.

All the flats I'm looking at

are owned by real husbands
who have beards.

[laughing] James is never
going to grow a beard.

The point is, we're all jealous.

Even of the things
we don't think

or didn't think we wanted.

-You're losing me.
-You know,

when you realize you want them,
it's too late.

Rose?

Not pregnant.

I'm not preg--pregnant anymore.

You really don't think
he can grow a beard?

Hmm...I'm not
ruling it out completely,

but he has such smooth skin.

[ both laughing ]

-Thank you so much.
-[Ruth] Well, I learnt a lot.

-Very interesting.
-We learnt from you.

-I'll see you next week.
-Thank you so much.

Thank you.

You've stolen my thunder.

You've been on your own
too long.

[chuckles]
Canteen's down there.

But I wouldn't bother.
Pub across the road's
much better.

How are the girls?

Old. Good.

All grown up.
I have three grandchildren.

Mine have all got terrible
New Zealand accents.

Tally lives in Auckland now.

Oh, thank you very much.
Thank you.

All right, thank you.

Like I said,
pub over the road.

They don't always
find you there. [chuckles]

Busted.

[both, awkwardly chuckle]

We were just
talking about you.

Hannah was wondering
if you were free, uh--

-Fi Hansen.
-[Nathan] Is that going?

-We're just preparing.
-Absolutely. Interesting.

-Hi.
-Hannah Stern.

I know. I heard you speak
at the Women in Law lunch.

Feminist Perspectives
on Cross-examination.

It was great. Although
I wasn't quite sure

about your interpretation
of Hunt and Moore.

-Christie Carmichael.
-Chloe Howell. New pupil.

She has opinions.
I'm trying to discourage it.

I hear Zander's new man
is busting your balls,

checking you're
behaving yourselves.

Yeah. Yeah, we gotta go.

Nice to meet you, Chloe.

See you at home.

[kiss]

Shit.

[Nina] Where have you been?
I've been calling you.

Did you deliberately
not answer your phone?

Rose has lost the baby.

If I call, pleasepick up.

I'm not good at that stuff.
You're good at that stuff.

I did my best.

I mean, maybe it's good.
Maybe it's better.

I mean, a baby is a big thing.
It's huge. If you're not ready--

[Zander]
Hey, you around later?

Tyler and I
are having drinks,
if you're free.

Um, uh, n--

-Sorry. I'm busy.
-Nina?

Christie is coming,
and a few of the other guys.

-Great.
-Rose.

-[baby fussing]
-Howdy.

-Where are you?
-Right now,

looking at my last flat
of the day

and another property
I can't afford.

[Hannah sighs]

I know you don't think you will,

-but you will get
another chance.
-[Rose] You see,

people says that kind of shit,
but they say it

when they're sitting
on the other side.

You are formally
on the other side, Hannah.

Whereas I'm...barren.

-And dramatic.
-Let me have my moment.

-You're mid-chapter.
-Bad metaphor.

Also happening a lot today.

[child]
Hello.

No, James and I
are gonna have to live alone

with our cats.

You hate cats.

Yeah. The emphasis
was on "alone."

You're not alone.

Didn't you read
the Defoe terms and conditions?

Sometimes it's just not
the right time.

Sometimes you have to trust
that the universe

will give you another chance.

And you'll be ready

to grab it with both hands.

Yeah, just..

I felt ready now, so...

Um...yes.

Big smile.

[Richie] Listen,
just let me know

however many people,
and I'll make sure

Ali puts their names
on the guest list.

-Yeah?
-[woman] Definitely. Perfect.

[whispers] Don't do that.
Don't keep inviting people.

-Buzzkill.
-With the tabloids circling.

-You threw the handbag stuff.
-There's a line.
They know it's a line.

Then cover better.

Your nanny is going
to talk.

She signed her NDA.

-Richie--
-Fix it. Yeah?

Do what I pay you
the big bucks for.

[chuckles]

Danny boy. Hey!

[laughing]
What was that piece of shit
I saw you with last night?

[door opens]

We're heading out.

But Misty Brodeur
is sitting in reception.

Did you ask her
to come back?

I'll be there in five.

Okay.

The Hansen nanny's talking
to the papers.

I called Matthew Royston.

I'll work out a strategy with
the reputation management team
first thing.

Thanks.

Hannah--

[Nina] Okay,
if I'm doing this,

you're doing this.

-Are you coming?
-Uh, no. Sorry.

I, uh, I can't tonight.

Hannah--

[Nina] Christie.

Are they coming with us?

Yes. Have you got
a problem with that?

Before you say I'm mad,
he's French,

and it's very difficult
to stay angry with someone

when they're saying
nice things to you in French.

It's always been
my Achilles heel.

Then he persuaded me
to go for lunch,

and one thing led to another.

You want your marriage
certificate back.

You've done this before.

We weren't going
to lodge the petition
until tomorrow anyway.

It's not the affair I miss.
It's the potential it had.

-The thrill of potential.
-[elevator bell dinging]

I'll walk you down.

-[loud chatter]
-So he ran screaming out of
the court,

and chased me halfway
up High Holborn

until I promised him
I'd get him his plane
and his Porsche back.

-[laughter]
-Classic.

Here. Thank you.

[phone buzzing]

Before you ask,
I'm only staying for one drink.

Good, because I suspect
Liv's homies have settled in
for the night,

and I forgot to say
I have book club.

Doesn't that classify
as a hobby?

You don't do hobbies,
let alone read a book.

-I read books.
-Dan Brown.

Preferably on a beach,
or an airport lounge,
at a push.

And if it's for work--

Fi Hansen invited me.

Book clubs this evening.
Bistros at lunchtime.

Are you getting pissed?

Yeah, but in my defense,
Malcolm's picking up the tab.

-[singing in background]
-Is that Malcolm singing?

I'll be leaving in a minute.

Nathan--

[Nathan disconnects]

[Fi] Hannah!

Come down the far gate.

Sorry!

Sorry.

-Hey. You okay?
-Thank you.

[Fi]
So what's goin' on?

Richie's been on the phone
all day to his management.

[Hannah] Um,

have you spoken
to your PR today?

No, why? I had some stupid
photo shoot this morning

-and then all this tonight.
-Um...

[Tabby] Fi! Your ice machine's
really screwed!

Brace yourself.

[chatter, laughter]

[upbeat pop music playing]

[all laughing]

Angel!

[indistinct chatter]

Cake and cucumber.

[laughter]

Hated it. Hated,
hated, hatedit!

-Don't hold back, Tab.
-[Tabby] Where was the romance?
Where were the laughs?

-Where was the sex?
-Right.

I've been more aroused
by a bikini wax.

-And his last?
-[Tabby] Oh, "The Affair"?

Loved, loved, loved!

Really?
I thought it dragged.

[Hannah] Yeah,
"The Marriage" was better.

Well, it had something.

I mean, it's not great, um,

but the end, uh,
took me by surprise.

I think it's trying
to...say something.

[Becs] No way is it
better than "The Affair."

Everyone knows Jack Brodeur,
they know what
they're gonna get,

but this, um...

this was at least attempting
at something real.

To watch this couple
that once had been
so passionate

become trapped in
this claustrophobic marriage,

um, to realize the...mirage
of the affai--

that this, um, is reality,
the affair--

the fantasy--
just can't sustain,
and it rang true.

Like I said,
I've been more aroused
by a bikini wax.

[laughter]

[runs water]

[quietly] Carrie has given
a tabloid interview.

-Oh, shit.
-I'm sorry.

A colleague's trying
to find out more.

-Will they run it?
-It will come out online.

It could hit any moment.

This is potentially
really damaging for you
and the kids.

If we're gonna do this, Fi,
we have to do this now.

Okay? You've got to trust me.
I've got your back.

[Richie] Oh, man,
you bitches still here?

[women] Yeah!

[Richie] Piss off home,
we gotta be up at 5 a.m.

[friendly chatter]

[Hannah]
Just gonna grab that.

[Richie]
Hannah.

Uh, on my way out.

Oh, pity.
You're my favorite.

Have you got
my coat and bag?

Oh, yeah,
sorry.

[Tabby] Richie,
where's the Sambuca?

-[Richie] Shots?
It's a school night.
-Come on.

So what did it say?

As soon as I get anything,
I'll let you know.

[Richie] Fi? Fi.

Tabby's doing Sambucas.
Will you sort her out?

-Yeah, in a minute.
-Fi. Now.

[Fi]
Don't embarrass me.

Oh, could you, uh,

tell Nathan
I've got those tickets?

- Arsenal-Inter Milan.
-I will.

Good luck tomorrow.

The show.
I'm looking forward to it.

Oh. Thanks.

Hey.

Get 'em out,
get some sleep. Yeah?

You know how it shows
on your face.

And I don't want the gallery
screamin' in my ear again,

tellin' me they can't get
a decent close-up.

All right?

All right, ladies.

Hey! Boss wants to go to bed.

I know, what a buzzkill.

[laughter, chatter]Come on, lies!

No, no, youbailed
on the first interview.

What can I say? A habit
of screwing up a good thing.

It was Christie
who lured Hannah in.

-Ah, interesting.
-That "stole" her.

-She came
pretty willingly.
-That's what I hear.

-Excuse me?
-We've know each other
a long time,

she's a great lawyer.

Married to a great guy.

How did it work for you?

Did you have to interview,
or were you just head-hunted?

-Ooh!
-Ow.
-Double ow.

Well, how's it going?

Have you worked out
who should get the chop yet?

You guys aren't making
this job easy for me.

Everyone's so great.

No executions...yet.

-Ooh.
-More a tightening of the belt.

Phew.

What? You almost
didn't make it through.

Yeah, Hannah was going
with someone else,

but then Zander said
that you were new

and you needed the break.

This one has
a sting in her tail.

-"This one"?
-Forgive my fiancé.
He's new to the place.

Weird. Because he looks like
he's been around the block,

looking at your Facebook page.

[quietly] Maybe you should
get her a car.

Whoa. I'm okay. I'm okay.

God! It's called Uber.

[clatter]

Ooh.

Liv's bag.

Shit.

She is grounded
until university.

She's seventeen, Nathan.

At seventeen, it's hash.
At nineteen, it's crack.

Should we confront her?
I'm gonna confront her.

Yes, weconfront her.
Tomorrow.

It's too late now.

Got cheese sauce
on your tie.

Did you find anything else?

No.

Mmm.

Then leave it
till the morning.

-On your head.
-What else do we do?

She's been grumpy.

You get grumpy with weed.

[sniffing]
Is it weed?

[sighs]

How was book club?

It's a...jungle out there.

And you have whiskey breath.

You wanna smoke it?

Nathan Stern.

[coughing]

[laughing]

You feeling anything yet?

[laughs] Not yet.

-How did this happen?
-Ohh.

-It's my fault.
-Yeah.

-Nathan.
-What? I've done my penance.

You've been late home
three, four nights a week.

It was work.

How was Richie?
Was he asking after me?

[sighs] If you're
coming on board with this,

the weird bromance
has to stop.

Of course.
You don't like him.

He's a creep.

You don't know
he's a creep.

He might not be someone
you bring home to meet Mother,

but doesn't mean
he's a creep.

-Nathan.
-You don't like men.

Our line of work,
we meet a lot of assholes.

You don't like men.

Yes, I do.

I don't like him,but--

I beg to differ.
Sylvia's husband?

Asshole of the highest order.

My point being,
we never had them over
because you don't like him.

-I like her.
-Exactly. You like her.

Name me one male...
bar Christie.

How did I forget Christie?

I mean, you even
have lunch with Crispies,
so you just like him.

Can't remember the last time
you and I had lunch.

It was 20 years ago
this week, Hannah,

since we got married.

And...

I don't think you and I

have been out to eat...
together,

without a child
or an elderly person

or any family member,
for...

You're stoned.

a long...time.

You and I haven't been on a date
since I continued...

to disappoint you.

You haven't disappointed me.

You've hurt me.

Can you lock up?

You left your swimming costume
last night when you said
you were at the gym.

[Hannah running water]

I didn't go to the gym...
in the end.

[whispers]
Right.

I worked late.

You and I need to be in
more evenings.

Noted.

I didn't think about
if I hurt you.

Didn't think about
what it meant for you
or the kids.

I didn't care.

Whilst it was happening,
I didn't care.

And that's the thing
I find most hard to forgive
in myself.

Because I didn't think...
I could ever do that.

I didn't know
I was capable of that.

But I think we all are.

I put it in with Vinnie's kit.
Your costume.

You should rinse it more.
The chlorine shoots the shit
out of the elastic.

[glass clatters]

[quietly] Oh, shit.

What?

Your dad...

has something
he'd like to say.

-Olivia.
-Is this gonna take long?

'Cause I'm meeting Innes early
to get the Spanish vocab.

Sit down.

What's a spliff
doing in your bag?

-Are you an idiot?
-[Hannah] Is it yours?

Innes's brother rolled it.
I was just passing it on.

-Dealing as well?
-It's one zoot.

-These are important years.
-And you're screwing them up!

[Hannah] This is stuff
you talk to us about.

-No, it's not. I'm nearly 18,
-Liv.

and this is the stuff you don't
talk to your parents about.

Just like the stuff
you keep from us.

You know, like
all that gross stuff Dad did.

- That is enough.
- We found it all online.

That website's just like Tinder,
only ten times worse.

-Liv--
-At least on Tinder
the selfie's better,

and you don't have to pay
someone to find you a hook-up.

Your dad's right.
Enough.

[scoffs]
We done yet?

Can I have it back?

We...binned it.

I hate you.

[stomps off]

[door slams]

Well, that went well.

-Fi's here.
-Thanks.

Can you let Christie know
that we're sitting down?

Yeah, sure.

Are we okay, Maggie?

Yeah. Good, fine.

Just...
too many cocktails.

Zander and Tyler,
they are fun guys.

Oh.

I don't have a file for him.

Um...Mr. Grayling?

I just think it might be useful
in case anyone asks.

Is it true you almost went
with someone else?

I was the second person
for the job?

-What?
-It's just something
that Nina said.

It's fine, I just...
I hope I've proved myself.

My reliability.
My loyalty.

My discretion.

I think you know
that you can always
rely on me for that.

I will talk to Zander.

I know you want more,
Maggie.

I'll do my best.

I will tell her
you're on your way.

-Transcript of the interview.
Well, part of it.
-Thanks.

It's gonna be serialized
over the weekend.

Expenses only,
but close to a six-figure sum.

Oh, wow.

Wow.

No, really.
No problem.

-Thanks.
-Fi Hansen is waiting.

I just spend all morning
getting you that.

Yeah, and I said thank you.

Yes. Yes, you did.

Christie.

Fine.

Okay?

So this is an extract

of Carrie's interview.

It won't be easy to read.
Would you prefer I read it?

Miami.

Summer before last.

The weekend
my mum was ill.

In the car...
after he dropped me
and the kids.

When the kids
were in the house?

[turns page]

-It can't be true.
-[phone buzzing]

[buzzing]

And the list you sent me,
Fi...

"Does not let me choose
my own wardrobe.

"Books all medical
and beauty procedures.
Controls my bedtimes.

"Does not let our children
spend time with anyone
he does not approve of.

"Directs me on
my choice of friends.

Demands I do not see
certain friends
and family members."

I've been doing this
for a long time, Fi,

and, well, every couple
has difficulties.

Richie's treatment of you
is unusual.

I believe it would be classed

as controlling and coercive
behavior.

And the good thing is,
I'm not your friend.

I'm your divorce lawyer,
and no NDA controls
what you say to me.

When this interview
goes out,

not only do I want you
to be ready, Fi,

I want you and your children
to be protected.

I am not sure
you are currently safe.

[phone buzzing]

Do you want me to help you
leave your marriage, Fi?

Then it's time.

Ohh, God.

[grunts]

[rapping on door]

Did you get my email?

Yes. [clears throat]

Only you never replied.

I didn't realize
it required a reply.

I hope that you and I...

are not going to have a problem.

Problem? Why?

According to HR,
you've had quite a number
of duvet days.

Key meetings,
you're known to be late.

I appreciate in your old firm--

Uh, Defoe is still
very much alive.

It's third name,
top line.

Nina, Zander has asked me
to review productivity
and passion

of every staff member,
and if the books don't balance,

I will advise that
he looks to rationalize.

Are you in AA?

Excuse me?

Might be worth
thinkin' about it.

So, we'll adjust on those
clauses already flagged,
and get this signed and done.

-[Zander] Great.
-[Ruth] Yes, there's
just one thing.

The schedule
of Tyler's assets.
They seem a little thin.

Well, one suitcase
and an array of nice shirts.

[laughs] Quite right.
I so hate stuff.

Don't we all have
too much stuff?

-But as a 36-year-old
management consultant...
-And lawyer.

who has worked in four
of the five big legal firms
in the U.S.,

I'm a little surprised
he hasn't accrued more.

There's little financial revenue
listed in the way of property,

et cetera--
neither is there much debt.

Tyler's job is
to rationalize companies,
help them make savings,

avoid undue expenses--
et cetera.

It's just an observation,
Zander.

[chuckles]

-Stall?
-Absolutely.

I'd do a credit search.
Twice. [clucks]

I was at your old law school
yesterday.

It took me right back
to you, Hannah and Nathan.

I remember
your graduation day.

It's lovely
you're all still mates.

Yes.

Oh, now, did you get the invite?

Anniversary party.
Top secret.

-Hannah and Nathan.
-Looking forward to it.

Plus-ones
all round?

[Ruth] Absolutely.

-Credit search.
-Twice.

-I'm glad we're in agreement.
-Always.

[grunts, sighs]

Found us a flat.

Hmm.

-What?
-Happy jig.

Happy jig.

♪ Mm-mm,
mm-mm mm mm mm... ♪

- [laughs]
- [continues humming]

[both humming]

[both humming, laughing]

-[Maggie] Hannah.
-Mm-hmm?

The Brodeur petition.
We've paused on that, right?

-Mm-hm.
-I've just had a call
from Pierre Rivette.

He's Jack's lawyer in Paris.

He was asking if we could send
the marriage certificate,
direct.

I think we got
our wires crossed.

I said to him we'd already
returned it to Misty,

he said he would get it from her
when she arrived in Paris.

-I'm worried that--
-Jack's planning to start
divorce proceedings in Paris.

Shit!

[Misty, on voicemail]
Darlings, it's Misty.

I can't get to the phone
right now, but please leave--

Find out which train.

[Driver] Yeah,
pulling through now.
Talent's arriving.

[no audible dialogue]

Uh, sorry.

Could you just
go over your concerns
about clause 5 again?

They're booked to take
the Eurostar at 6:30.

-Do you want me to go?
-No, no.

You just--
you keep trying her.

Okay.

[security guard]
Excuse me. Excuse me!

Mind coming with me?
I just need to see
in your bag.

Uh, what?

-Why?
-This way.

Thank you.

Misty!

Where's Jack?

Okay, I need
your marriage certificate.

-It's still in my bag.
Jack wanted me to--
-Bring it with you?

That's because he has a lawyer
in Paris who's probably
already drafted his petition.

You get on that train,
and very soon you'll be served
with French divorce papers.

And I promisethe outcome
will be nowhere near as good
as in the English courts.

No. He needsme
on the book tour.

No. I-If you let him do this,

you may well be left
with almost nothing.

I can still lodge
your petition here first.

He wants me to meet
his new editor.

Twenty-four, from Toulouse.

Not an ounce of fat.

What is it they say?

Marry your mistress...

...and you leave a vacancy.

Hey!

Get away!

[fox barking]

[whispers]
Hiya.

[chuckles]

[stage manager chatter]

Well, at least tryand smile.

When the boys were downstairs?

[Emcee]
Can we have a round
of applause, please,

because the beautiful people
are here!

Ladies and gentlemen,
Mr. and Mrs. Hansen!

Fuck you!
I want a divorce.

[cheers and applause]

[sighs]

I won't stop
sending you flowers.

I won't stop looking at you
when you're on the phone.

I won't stop taking the lift
for a second time

just on the off chance
you might be in it. I won't.

If you don't want any of that...

then what are we doing here?

Because this should be,
if nothing else, all of that.

You have people that you love.
I get that.

But I have you.

Solely you.

I love...

-Don't.
-...solely you.

What are you going to do
with that, Hannah Defoe?

Stern. Hannah Stern.

Ohh.

I could have just gone,
Hannah. Could have left.

Could...have
a whole new life now.

But you came to me.

You asked me notto leave.

Why did you ask me
not to leave?

Because I needed to know.

Needed to know what?

If I had made a mistake.

And?

Did you?

[phone buzzing]

Don't answer it, Hannah.
Please.

-[buzzing]
-For once, don't.

[continues buzzing]

Hannah.

Nina.

Nina--Nina, calm down. Nina.

Good to know.

[sobs]

[footsteps recede]

I'm there.

♪ The jury's out

♪ It's time to move my feet

♪ And I've been a fool

♪ And unloving

♪ You've been the brave one

♪ The hide on your sleeve

♪ And I've been the hard one

♪ So hard to please

♪ Please don't give up on me