Between Two Worlds (2020) s01e10 Episode Script

1
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 bastard.
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 kill you.
(whispers) There he is.
That's the man I know
can protect my daughter.
If you harm her,
I will kill 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 kill 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.
Bitch 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 bastard.
I don't want to lose
what we've gained.
You won't.
(phone alert chimes)
Excuse me.
Hello?
(gunshot cracks)