The Split

- Have you signed it yet? - Not yet. - Kate! Of course, you know Nathan.

Nathan's told me so much about you.

The principle at the heart of any decent family lawyer is

the quest for the "good" divorce.

He wasn't supposed to fall for someone else.

Sure you're not free later?

I need to know I can trust you.

Leni, always.

I'm leaving you.

I can't tell her. I just can't do it.

A baby...

I'm sorry. You're going to make the best dad, Jimbo.

I'm so sorry, Rose. It's James.

It's OK, Hannah. I'm here.

I'm not going anywhere.

Right, let's get all this inside.

Thanks.

Yeah, sorry, can you grab that?

Tilly, can you get off the trampoline?

Goodbye. Oh, bye. Thank you.

Laters.

Buddy, er, listen, I was saying to Tilly --

Friday, we could get some takeaway.

Disappearing again, Dad?

Have they gone?

Yeah, the last ones are just leaving now.

And James's parents?

Did you tell them I was sorry?

Yeah.

And he said that, erm...

.. she'll call you tomorrow and to say it was a beautiful funeral.

You should eat something.

Why do people always say that?

Well, there's clean clothes and your post.

Argh, I just... I think I need you to go.

Please.

OK.

Thank you so much for coming.

Well, thank you for the flowers.

You know your way back, don't you?

Yeah, I've got it.

Are you going already?

I've got a position statement to finalise for court tomorrow.

- Mind if Cora and I catch a lift? - Sure.

I've just put the rubbish out,

and if you're off, can I share a ride?

- Really? - Yes, I, erm...

I thought I'd go back to mine.

Oh.

It's good to have you back for a while, favourite son-in-law.

Oh, thanks, Ruth.

- Liv, see you tomorrow? - OK, Dad.

Ronnie and Nathan are showing Liv around our old alma mater.

Oh! Knew we'd get her there eventually.

Whatever.

See you, Nate.

"Nate"?

- Mm. - Man-child's coming along? Oh, happy day!

Right, come on, you.

So, erm, are you going straight to Kate's book launch tomorrow?

Melanie's hosting.

I presume that's why we got the invite.

Ah, right. NHD in force.

Well, I wouldn't want to miss kid shrink's big night.

I like what you did there.

I... We couldn't have got through this last week without you.

Why are we doing this?

No, no. No, really.

Hannah, we've been over this.

Have we? Have we actually talked, just you and me?

Without, you know, a child, or my mother,

or a phone buzzing?

James is dead.

Doesn't that tell you something? Doesn't...

Doesn't it show you we only have this one life?

And...

.. I'm sure Kate's...

.. a perfectly nice person.

But, honestly, how long has it been?

A few weeks? Months, at best?

We have...

.. 20 years of chaos and brilliant mess.

I just... I want you to see...

Kate's pregnant.

What?

How many weeks?

Um, ten, 11.

It's early. I... I don't know.

I'm still trying to get my head around it.

You didn't use contraception?

Well, I didn't have to think about it with you.

Not since you...

I mean...

Stop, please.

So, is she going to keep it?

Wow.

Whoa.

Yeah.

You know...

Oh, Hannah, I... I'm going to...

I'll ring you.

- Good morning. - Morning.

How did it go?

Beautiful.

Sad.

His father spoke about the Boy Scout years.

His mother was very quiet.

Does it help he saved a life?

Zander!

- What? - He donated his heart.

I can only apologise.

I'm simply saying it's an act of generosity

that I don't think I've got in me.

No, I think Zander's right.

I think it's marvellous, and I, for one, am very proud.

OK. Yeah?

Yeah. OK.

Will we see you tonight?

- Book launch invite. - Damn!

- Is that tonight? - Mm.

- I can't. - You're falling like flies.

It'd be good to show your faces. Do the rounds.

Honestly, I can't face it.

No "can't". You shall and you will.

We show Melanie Aickman that we are unafraid,

unabashed and unfazed,

because that is exactly what this whole Kate/Nathan relationship is --

- a phase. - I'd argue it's a little more than a phase.

Well, then someone must bring him to his senses.

And now that we have shared my personal life

with the entire office, will you please excuse me?

There's no way I'll get a sitter this late.

I can do it.

- I can pick up Cora, feed her, put her down tonight. - Really?

Don't look at me.

Two prenups and the Devereux relocation statement to do.

Believe me, it's for the best.

So, not planning on children, then?

You'd make such a good dad.

Don't encourage him, please. It's never going to happen.

So, finally, you're taking my advice.

Mm-hm.

Are you moving? But your flat is so bijou.

Thanks, but we can't swing a cat,

let alone accommodate the truckload of plastic crap

- that Cora's accumulating. - "We"?

Well, I suppose you are a "we" now.

I've a buddy in real estate.

He's working on a project near the Crossrail.

I could check it out.

- You'd be buying off plan. - Off plan's fine.

Real estate?

That's so American, Tyler.

Oh, the sisters have arrived.

- She knows. - Paranoid.

She knows.

How was your journey?

- Thank you. - It was fine.

Our nine o'clock is here.

Right.

- Yeah. - I can't see it.

There.

Oh, yeah, you're right. He does have my big feet.

Obviously, this is an informal agreement

confirming that this conception was via artificial insemination,

and, as such, there are no legal rights or parental responsibilities

for you, Gus, as a known donor to a married couple.

Bella and Sian are the legal parents,

rather than yourself.

It's crazy seeing it in print.

If this had been a natural conception rather than

an artificial insemination,

then your legal position would be different.

You could be the legal father.

- But this way... - Well, you're a free man.

But he still gets to keep my big feet.

Hey, don't do yourself down, man.

It takes a lot of practice to get it in that cup.

Uh, for the record, I was a couple of margaritas down.

Gus and I were on a trip to Bali for a shoot and...

- Ping! - She starts ovulating, slap-bang mid-weekend.

Fashion Week in Paris, and there's no way I could be there,

so I left it up to these guys.

We got lucky.

So lucky.

And I guess Tequila is no name for a child.

That's yours.

Can we please pop the champagne now?

Ooh, right!

Sorry. Sorry.

Cortado, already ordered.

I missed you last night.

Mm.

It went on much longer than I expected.

Then I had to help out clearing up and, erm...

What? James has only just died.

Yes, but just don't let grief be a means to avoid this.

This?

I'm still getting my head around this.

Well, at some point, you need to integrate this,