01x10 - A Dog and a Man

[bunniefuu]

I would love to marry you.

Yes! Oh, yes!

What if we convinced Phillip

that he had Danny Grey's heart?

Your donor.

Might Phillip Walford have your

son's heart?

I do.

How wonderful!

Between us? For now?

Every conversation today

somehow ends up back at Danny.

He's why we're here.

But it brings home that he's

not.

Fly high, my darling.

Just help her feel attractive.

I'll do my bit.

You know, we've got a player's

barbie coming up.

You should come.

See you there, hey?

Mrs. Grey?

I've come for your help.

Phillip's against my engagement.

I don't want pity. Just empathy.

And to put in a good word?

We'll do our best.

They are so on side.

I want into Walford world.

Which is why I'll protect her

from anything and anyone.

(Phillip) No matter how much

effort you put into her,

she's bad business!

I'm done.

Marry her and you can forget

about any of this.

Shove it up your arse!

Would you talk to Bart?

There is such a thing is getting

too involved.

Can't you back down?

Alright.

I'd like you to move home.

And regarding Georgia

We were married on our way here.

So I will move back in,

thank you.

With my wife.

(Bart) I call upon the people

here present

to witness that I,

Bartholomew James Walford,

take you, Georgia Konig,

to be my lawful wife.

I call upon the

people here present

to witness that

I, Georgia Louise Konig

take you, Bartholomew Walford

to be my lawful wedded husband.

You missed a word.

I thought it made it sound

too possessive.

Be as possessive as

you like. Go on.

Lawful wedded wife.

(laughs) Much better.

You may continue.

It now gives me great pleasure

to pronounce you

husband and wife.

You may kiss

your beautiful bride.

(sighs) You really love me.

You think?

I was ready to give you a go,

until this.

Yeah? What's changed?

He went behind my back!

So it's your ego that's hurt.

- Just let me

- No, no. It's about me.

It's about us, but primarily me,

because I'm the unfit wife.

Am I meant to applaud your

taking ownership?

See, if I submit your tirade,

you'll say I'm too weak for him.

If I fire back, I'm the problem

you always predicted.

This way, I have the pleasure

of telling you

I don't care what you think.

The deed's done. There's

nothing you can do about it.

I can toss him out,

bag and baggage.

Not stock options, though.

We'll still have those,

and we'll use them to stack

the board against you.

- Don't.

- No, he should hear it,

- he should heart it.

- Stop it, please.

Oh, he gets what he gives.

Not even a hint that you

are happy that Bart is.

You're just a nasty old dog

snarling over his bone of power.

Paternal power tyrannised me

for years,

so don't expect me to

take it from you.

I really think we should

all take a step back.

You should get it,

if anyone does.

I do.

You're no more happy

about this than I am.

We're right back where we were

the other day.

This is bad for your heart.

No one talks to me like that!

(Bart) Looks like she does.

It makes me love her even more.

If she worth throwing it all

away for?

Yes.

If I walk out now,

I won't be back.

Here we go 'round

the mulberry bush.

(Cate) Phillip, please!

It's cold out there, boy.

She'll be gone before

the frost starts to nip.

I'll start annulment

proceedings tomorrow.

You will be compensated. I'll

even throw in the memory stick.

That might work against

your credibility

in the Welles debacle

if the police got hold of it.

The sex tape.

Madam and three boisterous men

in a tumble.

Do we really want

our son marrying that?!

Why would you want to be married

to a man threatening me with it?

If you use it,

I'll tell the world

how you used it

to blackmail Gareth

and drove him to suicide,

that's what happened.

I thought you settled after your

last attack. More fool me.

- (Bart) Come on.

- (Cate) Hey, wait! Wait!

Is it true you did that to

Gareth?

After what he did to

her, do you care?

You didn't know that then.

None of us did.

Where's the memory stick?

Safely tucked away.

I want it. Now.

You're getting off point.

No, the point

is our son's wife -

and that's who she is now -

made an error of judgment

and you're trying

to use it against her

which makes you

little better

than all the other

men who've abused her.

I'll see you get it.

If I can't bring him round,

we'll celebrate privately.

And what magic words did you

think would

This isn't helping anybody.

Just go.

First One thing left to do.

I meant what I said about that

memory stick.

Or?

Look, we've had enough

ultimatums already.

Ladies and gentlemen,

seems it's a day for romance.

The little b*stard.

Georgia and I were married

on our way here today.

We didn't share earlier

because I was nervous about

telling my father -

with good cause,

given his reaction.

We won't be joining you for

lunch.

We didn't want to

leave without saying goodbye.

Jane, anytime you

want the scoop,

don't try me at the office,

I'll be clearing out my desk.

I hope you enjoy married life

as much as we're going to.

And we are going to.

Cool?

Um we hope we haven't

spoiled your afternoon.

I will be a good wife.

I'll make sure you get that

memory stick.

Thank you.

What can I say? Every family

has its ups and downs.

Sophia, may I?

Are you sure you don't

No, no, there's no avoiding

the awkwardness

of the situation.

A word alone would help.

May I borrow your fiancee?

She's her own woman.

So I've gathered.

Please.

No calls out, Miss Forbes,

until you and I have spoken.

Shall we? Clear two spaces.

I won't keep him long.

He's his own man.

Well, I think we could all do

with a drink.

I really apologise that

you've been dragged into all

this.

I would hate what happened

earlier

to be tainted by the poor

impression

that fracas must've made.

It's not my place to judge.

Those around you will and

you'll be expected to comment.

I'd like to think you

might be my champion.

Is my opinion so important?

How could it not be?

When you placed your hand

on my heart earlier,

on Danny's heart,

the moment was profound.

I hope for you too.

It was.

Then support me, if you can.

Time to eat, I think.

As lovely as this cell has been,

I need to move on.

And no more of those.

I get your not trusting

my discretion.

So I have a suggestion.

A place where I can go.

With no outside contact?

Where would that be?

Rehab.

One of the strict ones.

No phones, no internet.

It's not like I don't have

things to work on.

You want to believe he couldn't

sneak out in one phone call?

Georgia made me face things that

I'd buried.

I ignored the hell

that she was in.

The one Welles damned her to.

So let her damn him right back.

It's the least I owe her.

And if you suddenly feel pity

for him?

He's in God's hands now.

Right. I'll trust my instincts.

Betray that, I will k*ll you.

(whispers) There he is.

That's the man I know

can protect my daughter.

If you harm her,

I will k*ll you.

At least we can say

that we've eaten here.

We'll talk soon, yeah.

Are you coming with us?

No We'll take you.

Sure.

Is that OK?

Of course.

They do say the rich

are different.

No argument from me.

Are you OK?

You're not, are you?

No.

When you're ready.

To tell me what you not telling.

I made a promise.

To keep things from the man

you're marrying?

A promise is a promise.

(engine turns over)

(woman) Sophia has a transplant

therapist.

What if she asks them about

the likelihood of him knowing?

Or she tells Bella and she does?

The whole lie comes unstuck.

Well, we'll just have to pray

she keeps her counsel.

So, the official stance again?

"Bart Walford, to show

faith in the truth

"of his fiancee's

accusations

"against Bishop Welles, married

her in a quiet civil ceremony.

"No family or friends

were present."

And my quote is,

"My son is an adult, and

responsible for his own choices.

"I support at least

his belief in the truth

"of his wife's accusations."

Let them read between

those lines.

We have business at home,

I believe.

(button tones beep)

Bart offered this as a way

to shut down Gareth's

meeting about corruption.

It was Georgia's idea,

apparently.

She offered to do it?

Not averse to kink, that one.

Can you blame her

for being sexually confused?

Separate issue from her

display of true form.

Do we really want

Lady Macbeth in the family?

We have her. If you want Bart

He won't force me into

accepting her.

You were ready to.

Before this.

Well, then, we'll lose him.

And he'll lose the lot.

Georgia, everything.

He knows about a battle in the

boardroom is bravura bullshit.

He'll buckle.

And if he doesn't?

Then he can sit at home watching

that.

Consoling himself with

wifey porn.

Don't try, "Where's the humanity

from your new heart?" again.

It's become stale.

Well, at least it's seen you

as far as giving me this.

(scoffs)

And we have been getting

closer.

We have. And I hope

this doesn't k*ll that.

Well, if it does, it does.

You don't want her in the family

any more than I do.

I want my son.

And you'll still have him.

Just the disinherited version.

Now, if there's nothing else,

I have a new will to draft.

Married?

Yeah, I hope you didn't waste

time packing.

We were turfed out.

(Georgia) It's nothing

we won't solve.

Trust me.

Where's Mummy?

It's a day for surprises.

Read.

Are you alright?

I've been horrible to her.

Like I hate her.

But I love her.

How else could I have forgiven

her all these years?

She'll only be gone a few

months.

Mummy would've been the one

person who was happy for us.

We're happy.

I feel safe with you.

Why don't you go run us a bath?

I need to talk to Mikael.

About how Mummy was.

I'll send him out.

We'll stay for now. You can go.

We don't need you

with Rebecca gone.

You've read the social media.

Georgia will need watching

if she goes out alone.

I'm not welcome at the office

for now. We'll manage.

When news of the wedding

We're good.

See her, then send her in.

You're being short-sighted.

You're being pushy.

Leave your invoice

on the way out.

I just got my marching orders.

Don't worry.

I'm gonna need you.

I'm not cutting you loose.

I've invested in a lot in this.

Bart wants you gone.

Don't worry, I'll go.

But get me back.

(turns engine off)

Coming in?

I better get home to Carrie.

I'll break the promise,

if you insist.

I shouldn't have to.

I wouldn't have promised if it

was trivial.

I don't like you

keeping secrets for his sort.

You can't judge him on today.

It's a pretty good indicator.

I want to remember today

for this.

When I can tell, I will.

I want to remember

it for that too.

I love you.

And I love you.

The only thing that might

threaten us

is you feeling threatened.

I come here a lot at night.

And just sit.

It's nearly a year

since he proposed.

Hard to believe, huh?

I was happy there today.

At the start.

And then there was more

and more talk of Danny

and even when there wasn't,

he was still present.

That's why we were there,

you know, the Danny Grey

Transplant Foundation.

I can't do it, Bella.

Mum and I can carry the load.

Phillip wants all three

of us involved.

I can't be involved

if I'm not here.

I was going to Europe

when I first met Danny.

Maybe I can find the Martina

from then by going now.

Pre-WAG Martina.

She became a bit of a cow.

No. That's

Look how I treated

your mum, Bella.

That wasn't me.

Maybe overseas I can figure

out who I am without Danny.

If you really have to

I can't keep coming here.

Touching the grass in the hope

I'm touching some grain of him.

What do you think?

Like Bella says,

if you gotta go, you gotta go.

(Martina sobs)

Hey.

You've got us. Whatever.

(cries)

Hello?!

Honeymoon?

I haven't heard him leave.

(sighs) Stealth of a ninja.

He boasts about it.

(door closes in distance)

That's him.

Mm-hm. Thank God.

(yells) You should see this.

You really expect us to

fall for this?

I'm not that desperate.

A death threat on the doorstep

on your way out? "Oh, look!"

So convenient.

Someone must've

followed you on your way back.

"Welles is innocent.

"I do God's work.

b*tch should die."

About your prose

You've got it. I've done my bit.

Is this for real?

I'd do a lot worse than that

if I wanted to scare you

into rehiring me.

Good luck.

Good riddance.

Georgia!

Mikael.

I repeat, is it real?

A bona fide

mad Welles supporter.

Should I be worried?

Doofus isn't.

Stick around.

Keep an eye on the place.

Bart doesn't have to know.

Start the marriage as you intend

to proceed, deceiving hubby?

I'll make it worth your while.

Yes or no?

You know me, money talks.

Rest easy.

Well, maybe not rest.

Honeymoon and that.

(sighs)

I'll get you back.

You're lucky he

loves you so much

or he'd have seen through

you by now.

You need me to make sure

he doesn't.

Stay.

Thank you.

She'll be alright.

I think it's a good idea.

Me too.

Well, thanks for the lift.

And for coming.

Not your average Sunday

get-together.

Ha! That's an understatement.

Alrighty, then. I'll see you

at the player's barbie.

I'll pick you up.

I can come with Mum.

I'd like to.

Oh! Uh, sure. What time?

Two.

Fine.

Er, that would be nice!

I'm looking forward to it.

Me too.

You were so good with Martina.

Nothing anybody wouldn't have

done.

Lots wouldn't have.

Guess I'm not lots, then.

No. You're not.

I go and sit there sometimes

too. Where he was scattered.

I know.

(cicadas chirrup)

You should've stayed.

I came back later.

Well next time, stay.

If there's a next time, call.

We can go together.

I will.

(sighs)

(Bart) This feels good.

What if it wasn't Mikael?

The letter.

Of course it was.

(plays Chopin's

"Nocturnes, Op. 9")

(stops playing)

If it's disturbing

you, I can

No. It's not your usual

piece of music.

Not my usual sort of mood.

(phone chimes)

Mine.

Miss Jones?

I'm not sure I'm

comfortable with this.

He's in his study writing Bart

out of the will.

Does Kate know?

They argued. She spun out.

She doesn't know the truth.

So you're the only one

who knows it's Danny's heart?

I helped Phillip get

around the protocols.

The family's imploding.

If anyone can talk him down,

it's you.

Like it or not, the transplant

created a bond.

This feels strange.

That something so significant

comes down to me.

It's a strange situation.

Please?

What do you make of Georgia?

Does he have cause for concern?

I think so.

But it's done.

There's more potential for

disaster

in resisting than

seeing where it goes.

So I'd be helping him?

You'd be helping us all.

(pen scratches)

(knock at door)

Desperate times.

Desperate measures.

Yes?

Yes.

And tell me to stop,

please, if I go too far.

Stop apologising.

Sandra made the right

call getting you here.

You understand being

let down by a son.

But I didn't reject Danny

because of it.

I faced the bad and held onto

the good.

Easier, perhaps, with the dead.

Bart's alive. As is she.

I see why you're being

sceptical.

I was.

After she visited us, I thought,

"If she's genuine, that's sweet.

"If she's not, watch her."

Can I suggest

that approach for you?

If she's genuine, Bart's lucky.

If she's not, he's vulnerable.

Either way, shouldn't

you be close?

No. He defied me.

We're the parents.

It's our job to

stay strong for them.

So if you were in my shoes?

I'd stay strong.

That's something I'm

sure you're capable of.

(waves crash)

That's fine, thank you, Alan.

This meant more to me

than you can imagine.

Can I ask a favour, then?

Our secret's creating tension

between David and me.

I'd rather it stayed as it is.

This is our bond.

Perhaps that's the issue.

We've only just become engaged

and he's sensing a bond

between me and another man.

A stronger man might

be able to deal with that.

I don't see it as a matter of

strength.

That was tactless of me.

If you can assure me that it

won't go past we three,

and Sandra, of course.

Tell him.

I guarantee it.

You've earned that much.

Well done.

I'd like you to organise a

meeting for me

with the chairman of David

Starks football club, ASAP.

That talk we were going to have?

Tomorrow.

(sighs)

The, er, memory stick.

Yes?

I'd like it back in the morning.

I want to deliver it myself.

Which means?

Let's see where all this goes.

Good.

What changed your mind?

Keep your friends close

and your enemies closer.

A maxim I forgot in the

heat of the moment.

He didn't want me to

know she'd been here.

Implications?

(doorbell chimes)

Hey.

Hi!

I've got a favour to ask.

(sighs)

I suddenly just needed

to sit here.

Anytime.

No, not when your mum's around.

Not after what I did.

Martina, she understands.

I'm not sure I do.

Wanting her to find my body.

Yeah. Well, there is that.

Thank you.

For what?

I needed the smile. It helps

put things into perspective.

Danny came to me that night.

He came to me for a while too.

In my mind.

I like to think he actually did.

It's what saved me.

Moving on is going to be so

hard, Bella.

But I have to.

So this is

A goodbye of sorts.

I'll never, ever forget him.

But I have to let go.

And if he was really

here that night

I'll leave you to it.

Do you think it's silly?

No. You want his blessing.

At least to feel that.

You don't find it creepy, the

lengths he went to, to meet you?

I get why he'd want to look us

over before saying anything.

Setting up this whole foundation

though, just to do it?

I don't think it's just for

that.

Even if it was, we could make

something of it.

Listen, I don't wanna do

last night again.

But I don't think you should get

too involved.

It's the Danny Grey

Transplant Foundation.

It's my son's heart

in his chest.

I can trust him.

Your call.

But he'll have me

to deal with if you can't.

(waves crash)

Call it my wedding present -

it and the show good

faith it represents.

We appreciate it.

And you?

It's a start.

To earning my respect.

And/or affection.

We'll be coming home

after our honeymoon.

Get our rooms ready.

(laughs)

She'll be keeping you

on your toes, boy.

You too.

No, ballet is not my thing.

You in tights? Thank God.

Well, happy honeymoon.

Has to have the last word.

Have to work on that.

Won't we?

Hi.

Good. I caught you.

Only just.

Well, it's made my day.

(Bella laughs)

I'm sorry for being a coward

and sneaking out.

I'm in way too deep.

If it's any comfort, I'm leaving

because I care for you all.

Not because I don't.

Come on. One by one.

Off you go, Zara.

And Heidi.

(Bella) Hey, Mum!

Hi. That's it.

This came. I can't stay.

It's from the transplant people.

Oh, that could've waited.

Mark dropped by.

We're going out Friday night.

It's a date!

Oh, that's wonderful.

It's incredible.

Uh bye!

I'm late for rehearsal.

We did it.

We did, Mrs. Walford.

(glasses clink)

I'm doing this for you.

Not just to keep your enemies

closer?

Forgiving Bart.

Who else would I do that for?

(David) So his heart's

not Danny's?

That's a contact request

from whoever was the recipient.

"Your son's heart allows me

"to see my children grow

to adulthood."

Why would Phillip lie?

Better ask the b*stard.

I don't want to lose

what we've gained.

You won't.

(phone alert chimes)

Excuse me.

Hello?

(g*nsh*t cracks)