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I need co-operation

with inquiries into your researcher's death.

Everyone's betting he'll make Cabinet next year.

Was she going to expose the affair?

No.Sonia received £2,000 a month in cash.

I want to understand why she died!

You processed over £2,000 a month. What did you spend it on?

Do you know him?I was his campaign manager for Parliament.

I've been thinking about you a bit more than I should.

I've been arrested.

Yesterday, he's pretending to be my best friend.

You started all this!

You just couldn't resist her. That's totally unprofessional.

I withdraw from the story.

GUNSHOT

MAN: Where's the briefcase?

Who gave the order to kill, for Christ's sake?

The guy that killed Kelvin was murdered by the police.

I saw the tox report myself!

They found nothing but steroids for asthma!

Why have the postmortem results changed?The case is now classified.

Sonia Baker had a sexual history with Foy!

We're the only ones who know that Dominic Foy wrote a letter to Anne.

We could just print what we know and let you swim in it!

They're now treating Sonia as a murder investigation.

I need you to go with Della

and put the squeeze on Foy. Whatever you do, grab his luggage

and find his diary.

Avoid the front lobby and don't check in. The room's in my name,

that's Daniel Foster.

I'll get rid of the car and follow you up with your gear.

Hello. Dan Foster, Room 662. Can I use your business centre, please?

Yes, of course, sir.Thank you.

Worth anything?Mainly invoices. £10 says he owns a PDA. Wanker's wallet.

Call me when you've done.

'Hi. Leave your name, time of call, and I'll ring you back when I can.'

It's me. I need to know if you're back to mine tonight, or what?

Don't stay in a hotel. Please.

You OK?

Who's been briefing against me?

Reading stuff, hearing journalists...

One minute, I'm on my way in, the next I'm being Mandied.

Who's briefing against? Not me.

I WAS, till I got slapped for it.

You lied in public about your private life.

Then you're questioned in a murder investigation. In my experience,

people like you don't survive that much attention.

I assumed you wouldn't. I was told otherwise.

Who by?You've enough supporters.

Till the energy report.No, I think you're being willed to succeed.

The Herald have three or four reporters on this.I heard two -

Cal McCaffrey and Helen Preger. No, four. Something I should know?

No. I'll start people sniffing.

And find out who else knows that Cal McCaffrey's shagging my wife.

KNOCK ON DOOR

'Room OK?Yeah, it's OK.'

Look, I'm not staying here.

How do you know the police are looking for me?

They took evidence from our office connecting you and Sonia.

What kind of evidence?Phone logs,

saying she spoke to you the morning she died.

Some kid she never met rang to warn her her life might be in danger.

She hung up and rang you. How come?

I don't know.Well, you spoke to her for 51 minutes, Dominic!

Did I?Mmm.

Oh... She, uh... Oh, no, she said she'd had some freaky calls.

Oh, that's it. I called to...

Yeah, calm her down. Wrong numbers, and nutters, and...

She had a mobile and land line,

but she chose to call you from a call box in her building.

How do you know all this?

Why YOU, Dominic?She's the only one who'll know that, isn't she?

And the police will buy that?!

Look, um... do you want a drink?

Whisky for five quid?

Vodka for five? Brandy for four?

We're only paying for room and meals, by the way.

Is there a lager in there?Mmm.

AEROPLANE OVERHEAD

Jesus...Christ!Sorry.

'I'm so sorry! I'll get it cleaned.'

'I haven't got another one to change into.'

I can send somebody round to your flat, pick some stuff up.Like who?

Look, it's not what I'm paid for,

but I'll do it if you trust me to be tasteful. Relatively tasteful.

I know what to buy, I just can't really afford it.

KNOCK ON DOOR

Good man.

Hiya, Cal.

I'll, uh... I'll leave you to it.

Where are you going?A favour for Dominic. No more than an hour.

Dominic, you look scared. Who's scaring you?

You know...I don't exactly know what I'm doing here.

Well, think about why you said yes, and work backwards from there.

What do we want if I can't grab everything?

Email, Excel files and passwords.

Have we got his address book? No, I couldn't find one.

Address books.OK.

Make it sharpish. Foy'll be suspicious

if I'm not back in an hour. Pete's brought the scanner!

Sad, wanky...

..lucky bugger!

PETE: Copying files...

What about THIS file?

LAUGHTER AND CHATTER

HE SPEAKS DRUNKENLY

Hey, guys, come and have a look at this.

I saw Andrew Wilson today.

He said you'd turned the tide a bit for me. Big thanks.

Wasn't a one-man job. You've a strong fan base. Fancy joining us?

No, we're grabbing a bite to eat

before nailing down the recommendations on the report.

Ideally, we're looking to the oil industry

to foot the bill for education, the taxes,

and health, policing, and the environment.

I was going for Christmas presents for all Commonwealth pensioners.

Don't flog 'em in public, or the Treasury will get bugger all. Hmm?

Hi.Hi.

Well?We picked him up at Heathrow. Thanks for that.

Never mind the thanks, just return the favour.

Is he saying anything?

Whatever he thinks we need to hear.

And we can't really crank things up without YOU.

Why me AGAIN?

If the police had actually gone looking for him,

say, to his office, so he'd hear about it...?

Look, don't wag the dog, Della.

We can't invent reasons to pick him up. Unlike you lot,

we have to justify aggressive manoeuvres.

He's admitted, on tape, that he sent both anonymous letters.

Can I hear that?

Not yet.

Saying nothing's not ambiguous, Dominic.Listen, all right...

All I'm prepared to talk about, OK, is me and Sonia.

The rest of my life... nothing to do with you.

Your best friend, Sonia?Yes. Ex-Sonia?So?

"Inseparable" Sonia?

How come you shot off to Spain rather than go to her funeral?

I was upset.

Hey, her family were doing cartwheels.

She was in a state, all right?

If it was suicide, I'm thinking...

WHISPERS: I could have helped.

What kind of state? Her relationship with Collins!

I-I mean, him... He was just, you know... He was just taking the piss.

You know, it's funny, cos everybody else, apart from you,

describes her as "positive" and "buoyant" before she died.

And stop pretending it was suicide!

Were you jealous?No!

So why send letters anonymously?

I loved her.

I didn't want to go face-to-face with Anne Collins saying...

Saying her husband was knobbing my friend.

Girlfriend.

What happened when Anne Collins couldn't give a shit?

I was wound up, yeah.

Jealous, but... A little bit,

not in the way YOU'RE thinking. Really? How am I thinking?

I don't know.I'm thinking what the police are thinking -

you could've killed her.

FUCK OFF!

Yeah? Yeah? Why?You've said "angry". You've said "jealous".

You haven't looked me in the eyes once.

MOBILE PHONE RINGS

Sorry about this.

Liz, hiya.'If you're not in the mood for this, get Della to do it.'

Just sign it in my absence, that's fine.

You're scaring the shit out of him. What's the matter with you?!

'Tell him you're needed at the office.

There's something I must show you.'

OK. Or just...bike it round.

MOBILE PHONE RINGS

OK.

WHISPER: Janine.

Dom, I'm just...

The police are asking when you're back in the office.

Told you, I'm stuck in Spain. I know you're in Spain.

But they were asking when you're back. A Sergeant Chewesky?

All right. Listen, listen, listen...

I'm in a meeting. I can't talk, OK?

'Just tell him I'll ring him, all right?'

Yeah, si. Si, signor.

Just being called back into the meeting. See you later. Bye-bye!

It's just... It's Janine. She's panicking.

KNOCK ON DOOR

I got a fairly expensive cross-section.

The phone rang when I was at your house.

Didn't pick it up. The answerphone screened it.

An Inspector Bell?

Urgently wanting a conversation.

Yeah, I know.

Who knows...that I'm here?

Dominic, you're safe here.

You know, I-I didn't kill her.

I mean, I didn't kill her. I loved her.

Get some sleep. We'll hook up tomorrow, yeah?

If any of the tabloids threaten you, ring us!

'He's scared to death.'

Not by ME.

I gave the concierge 50 quid to ring me if he goes on the move.

Great gig, that - overpaid!

I need it back. I'm taking my wife out for her birthday.

Why the hell did you get married at YOUR age?

If you'd met Kerry, you wouldn't ask. If you join us for the meal,

you can pay on your own card.

Helen. Buy you a drink? No, thanks.

Did somebody invite you in here?

I didn't think you'd mind, if it was to your advantage.

Thank you.

The, uh...Sonia Baker story.

How far are you lot going to push that?As far as it goes, Andrew.

We'll know when we get to the end.

Stephen Collins won't take you there. Can't you cut him some slack?

Then he'll remember something he "forgot". He's got himself to blame.

Your chief reporter's screwing his wife.

So that's Stephen's fault?

Stephen's recall on THAT is clear as a bell.

'Hello?'Della, it's Helen.

Are you and Cal determined to make me look like a bloody typist?

What are you talking about?

What do you THINK I'm talking about?

Helen, I swear, I don't know.

Andrew Wilson's telling the tabloids that Cal slept with Anne Collins.

If you knew, I'll never forgive you.

That's not the case.

Anne Collins stayed at Cal's because she was digging for information.

He was desperate to off-load her. He asked ME to put her up.

Stephen's on record

saying he went round there and caught them in bed together.

HELEN SIGHS

DELLA:'it's too late. I can't do anything about it!'

I'll be there.

She's not in her room.

She hasn't...checked out?No.

Can I use some paper?

A bit more than that.

ELEVATOR MUSIC PLAYS

And a packet of Marlboro.

Soft-pack.We haven't got soft-pack.

You haven't got soft-pack?No.

PHONE RINGS It's OK, I'm going in a sec.

Stephen Collins.'Stephen. Cameron Foster from the Herald.'

Sorry, have we met?Not yet.

We've nothing to say to each other,

so I can't see that happening, Cameron.

Mr Collins.

You're Cameron?Della Smith.

You're making a mistake. No news there, then!

If spin doctors leak this fact, if it is...It's a fact!

He's screwing my wife. ..you'll harm the process.

You don't have a process. You chuck shit around. Now it's MY turn.

I'm sorry this has happened, but...

Print that!What's gained by giving it to the press?

My own satisfaction.

Sonia's murder won't benefit!

If Cal's having an affair... It's not an affair!

He's screwing her to screw me. I'll screw him back.

No, you're looking like an MP who'd sacrifice his personal life

to discredit a story because he has something to hide.

Which, let's be fair, Stephen, you HAVE.

Cal warned you that Sonia might have been planted in your office.

Is that going on release to the press?

I knew nothing about that until Cal told me.

Fine, but that was a favour, because he thought you needed to know.

The chances of this backfiring on you personally

need serious consideration, Stephen.

If you want to give him a pasting, say so - I'll sack him.

So give me something. Come on, what have you got?

The police know it was murder.

They're being encouraged not to.

And if you weren't Sonia's principal employer,

you surely want to know who WAS?

If McCaffrey's a no-no, my mobile's on there.

Cal?

Anne.

HE CLICKS PEN OFF

You can't put that story out. What are you talking about?

I don't want it out. I think it's already gone.

All parties are absolutely denying the rumours, including me.

If it's out, you'll have to retract it.

I can't believe I said, "Let's be fair, Stephen." It just came out!

His wife's being knobbed by a hack, he's being knobbed by God-knows-who,

and I say, "Let's be fair." I don't get out enough, but bloody hell,

that's the way to turn one round!

Would you have sacked Cal?

I HAVE sacked Cal. I'm not renewing his contract, anyway. Didn't he say?

Maybe he thinks I don't mean it!

HE LAUGHS

His earnings aren't bad. He's got a 25-grand deposit here.

Same here.

Can I see what you were writing in the hotel?

I left it there.

You put it in your pocket.

Helen's looking for you! Thank you.

And I want a word when you've got, like, 16 hours.

What?You buggered up my references for the course.

I gave you a good reference!

They showed me. You could have said I'd make a good journalist, or...

How do I know you'll make a good journalist? How do YOU know?

I said you were bright and pushy. Twice.

Shift that!I'm off out in a bit. Big deal. Shift it! ..Newsroom?

He's just gone into a meeting. Well, that's life, I'm afraid.

Dan. I've emailed you the transcript.

Great. Sorry, I've forgotten your name. That's terrible.

You never asked. Syd.

I'm new here.I know. Am I working with you today?

More than likely. Do you want a coffee, Syd?

Such a short name. So memorable.In the transcript,

Dominic Foy says a dozen or more times that...Oi, oi, oi!

It's confidential.Sorry.DF.

DF goes on about how much he loved Son... SB, yeah?

So?But you know he's gay?

What, you're saying you DO?! I'm saying I can prove it!

Definitely untaxed?Mm-hm.

Helen has found untaxed income

going into Dominic Foy's account from Warner-Schloss.

The lobbyists?Mm-hm.How come?

He's got no political background.

He took three payments of 25 grand from Warner-Schloss.

He's freelance. Maybe he worked there!Went to his personal account.

The third was paid in just before Sonia Baker died,

but debited two days after.

And Warner-Schloss are lobbyists for...?

I don't know. Amongst others, U-Ex Oil.

Collins chairs the Energy Committee.Jesus!

So, Foy was employing Sonia Baker.

He wasn't screwing her any more.

Not biblically, anyway. Syd reckons he's gay.

DELLA:Who's Syd?

BANGING

Half-year diary.What do you need? No, it's OK. I'm on it.

You've got that meeting in ten minutes!Yeah, I know, but...

This is, uh...

The police need receipts for cash transactions

from the time I was seeing Sonia.

I need to account for enough to show them I wasn't...

..paying her for anything. Go to your meeting.

No, it wouldn't be right, you doing this.Stephen, it's paperwork!

I don't need to take sides to tidy your desk.

I'm just tidying your desk. Leave it. Go to your meeting.Thank you.

I'd only ever heard his voice, so I turned to get a peek.

He saw me looking and, kind of...game on.

I-I beg your pardon? He half-smiled.

Somebody "half-smiles" and you go and have sex with 'em?!

No! Well, yeah, mostly.

That's bloody primitive! Dad, can we just...?

Syd.I waited outside the shop, pretending to gas on my mobile.

He came out of the shop, hung about.

When I'd finished, I walked back the other way, as if I'd checked in.

We got in the lift together.

I waffled on about hating hotels and missing your mates and that.

He asked if I fancied a drink. I said yeah, he said...

Syd, don't milk it.

I went to his room. We had a beer - half a beer. Not even half.

Then he dives on me!

Do I stop there? No, you go and work for the Star.

How long from when you met him?

Nine minutes?

It's not a record!

You didn't do all that just to prove a point?!

Plus, he's fit.Thanks, Syd.

This obviously won't involve a bonus!

Right, major contradiction is...?

It doesn't disprove he loved Sonia. He could have been bi, or jealous!

I'm not talking "Foy Toy Boy Sex Shock Knock"!

If U-Ex Oil planted Sonia as a spy on the Select Committee,

we've got a major corporate crime, sure.

But if she's doing such a great job, why knock her off?

Who do we know at U-Ex Oil?

YOU do.Eh?

Susan Sagatchean.

She was his journalism lecturer,

with a penchant for twitchy young undergraduates. When she was fired,

there was a three-minute uproar.

She got Head of Communication at U-Ex. See if she's still there.OK.

Wait. If we dig up at U-Ex, they'll bolt the door. We'll get nowhere.

Can't we work up from Dominic Foy? No. I've spoken to Collins...When?

I'm moving in Cal's direction. He didn't slide Baker into his office,

or he'd have trounced the story. Ask City Desk

what U-Ex's expectations of the Energy Select Committee are -

angles they're asking Warner-Schloss to lobby for - apart from

"We're lovely, don't hammer us." We can crystallise a connection

if they've information they shouldn't. We need specific things.

We need...

Well...

I can't talk to Stephen Collins. Why not?

For the group?

Come on, Cameron!

Cal's having an affair with Stephen Collins' wife.

You lousy twat! They've already heard it.

And not from ME. Andrew Wilson tried spinning it round the tabs.

They didn't get it, because Collins was persuaded to deny it

by me and Della. And yellow card for "twat".

I'm way too lenient for "twat".

Cheers for the warning, Della.

You mean, "Thanks for bailing me out, Della"?

Hang on - who are you?!

What have YOU contributed to this story, Pete?!

Mainly stuff you couldn't be bothered chasing.

Cal, calm down. We wouldn't have Dominic Foy without Pete, would we?

Would we?

I'm sorry.

I'm really sorry.

I can't stop it.

She's...

I can't stop it.

I'd rather walk.

You CAN'T walk!

A - we need you.

And B - I'd sue your arse for breach of contract!

Collins genuinely wants to know what's going on.

If you don't want to talk to him, maybe I could try.

I can't ring him.

Cameron gave him the option to have you fired. Collins declined!

Whether he hates you or not, I think he needs you.

MUSIC ON PERSONAL STEREO

Sheena, sorry about this.

Who told you I was here?

I drove past you half a mile back.

Could've stopped!You looked serene and gorgeous.

I wanted to catch you dripping wet!

Two minutes, I promise.

So... Sonia and Dominic Foy

definitely had a sexual relationship?Yes.

Well, I'm hearing he's gay.

And?Well, which?

Well, both. He wasn't then, is now.

Or was then and faked the opposite. I don't know. It's just rumours.

Does it matter?I saw his holiday video and he's cuddling her,

kissing her. You're in the background.

That's not his holiday, that was mine.

I took Sonia to France for her birthday, cos she was skint.

He gate-crashed.

She knew I thought he was full of shit.

She wouldn't discuss it with me. Discuss what?

Him offering her a job.

He recruited her for the research job on that holiday?

Only cos she was desperate for work.Thanks, Sheena.

For what?

DOOR SLAMS

TV CHANNELS ALTERNATE

'The Government's expected... A big bomb...Very cold...'

KNOCK ON DOOR

All right?

Della's going to be joining us today.

DOMINIC: 'I'm having a nightmare here.'

Look.

MTV, yeah? Don't work.

CNN, look... Knackered.

I can't get any of the film channels.

Have you rung reception?No.

Do you want ME to ring reception?

I just want it fixing. Or I want moving.

Well, I want moving.Tough!

What?

Why does this need two of you, anyway?

One to sit nodding, the other to scoop up the bullshit.

If Sonia was dead, how was a gutless, anonymous fax

to a national paper supposed to benefit her good name?!

Big special friend - the friend you told Cal you wanted to protect?

I told you!

Stephen Collins was walking away from Sonia's death

without any blame, all right, and that really choked me...

She was pushed, Dominic. You know she was pushed.

Because she fell in love with Stephen Collins.

Which she was not put in that office to do, was she?

We know you were working for Warner-Schloss.

That's not true.

So they were paying you for what?

Not true.

50-grand paper trail. Who's your contact there, Dominic?Not true!

We're making all these sweeping accusations

and he goes for the skincare products!

How GAY is that?!

You weren't in love with Sonia, Dominic!

Did I say that?! You've tried implying it.

No. I wouldn't hurt her.

You used her!You offered Sonia Baker the job in Collins' office

in March. Sheena took her to France

for her birthday. You were at the party.

You bought champagne to celebrate recruiting her!

You're full of shit, you know? We've got the video of the party!

Sheena Gough is on record filling in all the gaps.

Sheena Gough hates me!

She hates anybody who doesn't treat her like a fucking princess!

Sonia couldn't see past that.

Sheena loved Sonia cos she couldn't see past that.

Sonia had the right qualifications to apply for that job,

which YOU talked her into.

Good money as well. We know she was skint.

But you can't just PUT somebody in a job in Parliament.

Warner-Schloss are lobbyists for U-Ex Oil.If you say so.

Which means it's their job to try and find out

what the Energy Select Committee thinks.If you say so.

Move!How does that work? How does that work?

C-list management consultant

pulls off a major stroke of corporate espionage"? Come on!

Not on your own, you didn't.

Don't think I won't hit you.

He's the one making the digs.

Hit HIM.

Calm down, or I'll start.

Dominic. Dominic...

Whoever these people are, they're not your friends now, are they?

Please move.

You daren't even answer your own phone!

Sonia's dead because she knew too much, didn't she?

Didn't she? LIFT BELL PINGS

It's your funeral.

Susan.Have you put weight on? Only on the penis, thank God.

I always said there was a little slack.

If it's water, it's work! Just a tonic for me, please.

Ever heard of Dominic Foy?No.

PR guy. Small independent. Not one of ours.

I've got an information budget of £16 million a year. Please!

I don't need to use whitebait.

I know he's banked 75 grand from U-Ex's lobbyists Warner-Schloss.

Warner-Schloss are their own people. They don't just lobby for us.

Well, the account code for those payments go back to YOU.

D4158/UO.

Is that your account code?

Close personal friend of Sonia Baker,

she being research assistant to Stephen Collins,

this guy you're lobbying. She died recently.

I read about it.You probably read she fell under a train.

With new evidence, that may be revised.

This is not how you buy me lunch, Dan.

Is that your account code or not? Could I get my coat, please?

If something's coming our way, the least I'd expect is a warning.

I thought we were still friends. It WILL come your way.

Now sit down, Susan.

Right. She was working on the report

being prepared by the Energy Select Committee...and screwing Collins.

I think she fed preview information to U-Ex via Warner-Schloss.

And that's what you're printing? Yes, it is.When?

We knew nothing about it.You're speaking for how many people there?

In the last six months, U-Ex spent double on environmental improvement

than any other oil corporation! Bit of a U-turn!

Will YOU print that?! No! It's dig, dig, dig,

cos we're so big, you can't miss! That is not journalism.

Everybody reckons the Select Committee Report

is about to legislate punitive taxation

for oil companies not behaving themselves.

You were the worst offenders last year.

If you didn't know what was going in the report,

how did U-Ex go from worst to best in less than six months?

I'll deny this conversation, Dan. You'll look the fool. Thank you.

Just the bill, please.

Greer, this is a better job than my accountant does.

Any lunches or dinners in there with no receipts,

I assumed were private, so I phoned the restaurant for amounts.

You didn't have to do that. There's a big invoice here

for a weekend at the Craymore House Hotel.

I got them to fax me a copy.

It's charged to Mr and Mrs Collins.

I knew Anne was in Manchester then, so you must have taken Sonia.

It was Sonia's big treat to me.

Can we get a bike to take these over to my lawyers?Yeah, sure.

22nd of July.'Hold on, please.'

The room was booked under Collins. 'Just looking.'

You faxed me an invoice earlier.

I'm a bit anxious I can't track payment. Have we paid?

I don't want it coming off the card and I haven't enough to clear it.

'Collins. Two nights, full board. Room 546.

'The account HAS been cleared.'Who by?

'Open debit to the company.'

Which company?

'Warner-Schloss. Settled in full.'

VOICES ECHO

PHONE RINGS

Cal McCaffrey.

'You on your own?'No.

'I'm downstairs.

'Put some clothes on.'

ANNE: What does he want?

I don't want a fight.

End of July, Sonia sprang a surprise on me.

Weekend away, booked in her name.

Place in Somerset. Posh, glitzy.

I wasn't allowed to pay for a thing.

Dominic Foy paid.

It was charged to U-Ex Oil.

Well, their lobbyists... Warner-Schloss.

Why say Dominic Foy?

We think he recruited Sonia to work for you.

I recruited her.

We interviewed six people, male and female.

How could a plant be that arbitrary? Come on!

The money U-Ex spend on lobbying,

they could afford to put every CV on your desk.

These things aren't advertised! You hear names, recommendations.

From?Civil servants, colleagues.

Like?She didn't work in a bloody flower shop before she came to me!

She was cleared by Appointments and Security Services.

You told me the other day your secretary picked Sonia!

Greer's been at this game a lot longer than I have.

Good instincts.

She just...

..picked someone she'd feel more comfortable working with.

YOU ask her...

..yourself.

How's Anne with all this?

If SHE brings your name up, it's remedial therapy,

and if I do, it's...dick-swinging.

Were you ever going to tell me? I'd have had to eventually.

How would you have started THAT conversation?!

Don't milk it, Stephen. I'm not the magpie. You stepped away from Anne.

Did she offer...? I'm just curious.

No, we... We got pissed and I made a stupid move.

But I was working up to it sober.

TRAIN HORN

U-Ex paid for that weekend very early in your relationship.

Dates aren't relevant.

They ARE if you want to prove that they were trying to set you up.

Is this Select Committee Report recommending legislation

that might hit them financially?

You're not quoting any of this!I'm trying to find out why people died!

And a few billion quid might constitute a motive!

The committee was always a threat to them, cos they've done so much

wrong. Not just U-Ex, all of 'em.

There was an all-party consensus after the last fuel crisis.

Nobody wants it to go like the States -

oil industry dictating whether a government stands or falls.

ANNE: Where's Stephen?

I put him to bed.

What are you doing with his car?

He was a bit bladdered, so...

I'll drop it round tomorrow.

What did he want?

It was mainly about him. So I didn't enter the conversation?

He's not angry with you.Or you?

He's scared.

Do you think Stephen's capable of taking a...backhander?

No.

And I'm not discussing work - your work - for you.

I've been worried sick here.

I want to know what he's thinking.

He's only just realised how much trouble he's in.

HAS he taken backhanders?

I don't know.

PIGEONS COO

'Hello?'Paul! Wahey! Thanks for getting back, you bastard.

Where have you been? 'Who's calling?'

Hello?'Who are you ringing for?'

Uh...Paul Canning.

Who's this?'Richard Siegler.'

What, at U-Ex? No, I've just got through to Warner-Schloss.

'They transferred you.

'Is this Dominic?'

N-No. Uh, it's a personal call.

'Paul's in the Cape Town office.'

Till when?'Well, his family like it, so it won't be short term.

'Why don't you come in and see me, Dominic?'

You've really helped me.

Thank you.

Hey, hey! If I want to help somebody,

I'll buy a jacket from Save the Children for two quid!

You think this was just...helping?

No, I've just got to be back in childcare in a couple of hours.

So?200 miles away.

I can work from Manchester, you know. No problem.

Well, we'll talk about that...

My job is emails and phone calls. I can do that freelance.

I've put feelers out.

Besides, after a story like this,

I'm hardly going to be invisible, am I?

Mmm.

I'll call you tonight.Yeah. After ten. I'll leave the phone on.

It's all right, there's nothing in it.

Anne, you ring ME tonight.

Mr McCaffrey. Take a seat.

You've brought the sunshine with you!

He knows you're coming, so he can't be far. Coffee?

Coffee's great. Black.

Actually, Greer... it's YOU that I wanted to talk to.

I'm in no position to speak for him.

Stephen says you compiled the list of interviewees for Sonia's job.

Yes, well that's private information, and...

Stephen knows I'm talking to you.

He's downstairs. Ring him if you don't believe me.

Yes, I compiled that list. Can I see it?It's private.

What, even with Stephen's permission?

Sonia was well enough qualified for the job.

She stood out. I liked her.

It was Stephen's choice, but I think my opinions counted for something.

PHONE RINGS

Did you know they were having an affair, Greer?

I'm sure Stephen didn't give you permission to ask me THAT.

Would you excuse me for a moment?

PHONE RINGING

Stephen Collins' office.

No, he's not in...

OK. Bye.

It's not a question of whether I'm right or wrong. I'm the boss.

Just do it! KNOCK ON DOOR

Mr Coutts, line three.

And there I'll leave it. Bob!

Yeah... No!

PULLS HANDBRAKE ANGRILY

Why the FUCK are you following me?!

Bob.

For a warm day, it's a draughty building.

So, what's your problem?

The U-Ex Oil story.

How careful are we...being there?

How much have you spent on it so far?

Including staff hours?

30, 40 grand. Not huge, given the scale of the connections.

Draw a line at 40.

You can blame me.

Giving what reasons?

We can't afford to upset the Government.

We're bidding for two radio licences. At least two.

It's just bad timing.

So, not upset the Government at all? With anything? Diary? Cartoons?

Who rang you? Don't be smart, Cameron.

Draw the line at 40.

His car's not here either.

Well, we'll get a drink somewhere, try again once the pubs shut.

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