[dance music plays]
[partygoers chattering]
Ah. James, you made it.
- What's the matter? - What the fuck?
[chuckles] It wouldn't be a celebration without a few surprises along the way.
Chaps, how's about we fix our American friend here a drink?
[partygoers] Yeah!
[James] What do you want?
You know, the bag motif is a little harsh,
but very effective.
One of my grandfather's old tricks.
Now, I'm not like my grandfather,
but sometimes it is rather fun to pretend.
[grunting]
- [partygoers laughing] - [choking]
[partygoers cheering]
[panting]
[grunting]
[Quinn] What's up, mate?
Are you okay?
I think he's had a bit too much to drink.
[laughing]
I gotta leave. I can't find my phone.
[inhales deeply]
Well, I wouldn't worry about that. No one's calling home tonight.
If you behave yourself, you might just make it home in one piece tonight.
[distorted laughing, chattering]
- Is he okay? - Yeah, he's good.
He just had too much to drink.
[partygoer] Come on. It's just water, mate.
Come on.
Better stop the bus.
Yeah. He doesn't look too good.
Do you wanna cut it?
[breathing heavily]
[breathes heavily]
Good morning, sunshine.
[breathing heavily]
What the fuck did you do to me?
- [inhales deeply] - You did it to yourself.
Did you really think you could sleep with my fiancée, and I wouldn't find out?
I... I thought you had an agreement.
It's one thing to know it's happening.
It's another thing to have it right next door.
And here I thought we were chums.
Look, I... I think you've got the wrong idea.
- Do I? - Yeah.
Are you not James Ellis of San Francisco fame?
Scammed out of millions by his beautiful wife,
who'd rather jump off of a fucking bridge than spend one more minute with you?
[chuckles]
You know, you really should've come into the welcome party yesterday,
met the rest of the family.
[chuckling]
First American to marry in.
What a scandal.
So, the two of you working together this time?
Here to steal from my family like you stole from all of your clients?
Certainly looks that way, doesn't it?
She's your sister.
Hmm.
I mean, I wouldn't have minded, you know, having another sister.
But I'm afraid I'm the only one who thinks like that.
The rest of them, they all know what she is.
A mistake.
[chuckles]
What do you want from me?
Leave London today
and convince Sophie or Tess... or whatever the fuck she wants to be called...
to leave as well.
Hopefully, before it kills her.
- Is that a threat? - It's an act of mercy.
Believe me, if you thought that all this was fun,
then I assure you I'm capable of much worse.
We're not going anywhere. Not until she gets what she wants.
Hmm. Money, I assume.
[chuckles]
You really don't know her at all.
Then let me phrase it in a way that properly motivates you, you slimy cowboy.
Convince your scamming wife to leave us alone,
or I'll make sure that she knows exactly what you've been up to
since you got to London.
- Are we done? - I hope so.
Good.
Then let me off your fucking bus.
[door opens]
- [grunts] - [engine starts]
[Quinn] Take me to the country house.
Fuck.
[breathes deeply]
[sighs]
- You never came to bed. - Yeah. Sorry. Yeah.
Couldn't sleep.
Hmm. [inhales deeply]
You are going about this all wrong.
You know, she already has money.
She told you that's not what she wants.
Yeah, well, we can't afford to give her what she wants, Olivia.
Well...
- then maybe offer her what she needs. - [sighs]
Like what?
Like a family.
What are you proposing?
The more that you push her away, the more that she'll be desperate to know why.
[stammers] So, I'm supposed to just invite her into our life?
[chuckles] I know that you think that you can't.
It's because you're trying to protect us.
But as long as she's on the outside, she is a threat.
We let her in, then maybe the rest will just...
[kisses] ...go away.
[breathing deeply]
- [chattering on radio] - Can I help you?
[stammers] Sorry.
Uh, a friend of mine lives here.
It's fine, I know this one. He's a friend of the victim.
- Wait, wh... - There was a break-in last night.
- [sighs] - Wait, what happened?
- Is she okay? - She's fine.
They took her safe, that was it.
Wait... [stammers] Is she here?
No, mate. She left in the middle of the night.
Maybe give her a call.
[door opens]
[clattering]
[inhales deeply, sighs]
[inhales deeply]
[Katherine] Oh, I'm so sorry.
Did I wake you?
Um, I'm fine.
Uh, I should probably get up anyway.
Oh, no, no, no. I'll... I'll let you sleep.
No. Please, stay.
You want something to eat?
No, I'm okay.
Are you sure he did this?
He's the only one who knew it was there.
It's just hard for me to imagine the person I met
doing something like that to you.
Yeah. Well, when it comes to me and James,
what you see and what you get don't always align.
I'm worried about you, Sophie.
Is there anyone you can call?
I'm okay.
Promise.
[sighs]
[breathes heavily]
[sighs]
[Callum] She wants to move forward, under certain conditions.
- Where is she now? - A phone call away.
Is she safe?
[chuckles] She doesn't like to be coddled,
but we've been careful how we meet.
The secret's out, Callum.
Your assistant was on the Huntley payroll.
We have to assume they know everything we know.
Well, maybe they think the story's just about Henry's illegitimate daughter.
And you believe that?
I believe that they are prepared for a scandal they can manage.
You know, old money.
See the world in two dimensions, not three.
The third dimension being
accusing one of the most powerful families in Britain of murder?
Yeah.
[inhales deeply] Even if the Huntleys don't see this coming, it will come.
And she will be the front of that storm.
We need to protect her, and we have the resources for it.
Even if she's anon when we publish?
Anonymous? You're joking, right?
Callum, I need you to sideline your ego for one second and really listen to me.
As tragic as this story is,
and... [chuckles] ...no matter how well you write it,
this will be an absolute scandal when it drops.
And that's not a knock on it. That's just the truth.
And there's no way we can publish anything
without her being the face from the very start.
She doesn't want that.
She doesn't have a choice, and any other outlet will tell you the same thing.
Sophie Huntley is the story, whether she likes it or not.
Do you have any idea the kind of danger that puts her in?
- Exposing her. - I don't know what you want me to say.
I will put my full legal team on this, but there's only so much I can do.
We're journalists, not MI6.
If she's that scared, she should go to the police.
[phone buzzing]
- Callum. - Hey, sorry I missed you.
So, I, uh, spoke with my editor.
We're doing it. The story's a go.
Okay.
Is everything all right?
- [sighs] - What happened?
When I got home last night, my flat had been broken into.
[breathes deeply] Listen, can you come meet me now?
- Where? - I'll send a pin.
Meet me in an hour, okay?
- Yeah. Okay. - Be careful.
I will.
[sighs]
[sighs, sniffs]
- [breathes shakily] - Heading out?
Where are you going?
In case we don't see each other again this trip.
Sophie, is everything okay?
I met my father.
He said this was all my mother's fault.
That she drove her car off the road.
[stammers] She wasn't thinking straight.
But she wasn't like that.
That's not true. Is it?
Oh, Sophie.
[inhales shakily] No, she wasn't like that.
Actually...
she was a lot like you.
[inhales shakily]
[exhales shakily]
[chuckles]
[Henry] Your mother came to see me and-and...
[sighs] ...she was paranoid. I'd never seen her like that before.
[Henry] ...a-a hairpin bend on the road,
going back out to the country.
It's very easy to s-slide off if you're going too fast,
- it was raining. - [breathes shakily]
[Henry] Of course, I went after her, but I-I couldn't get to her.
The car was on fire.
[sighs]
[birds chirping]
[Henry] Good afternoon, fathers and sons.
We're here to celebrate the marriage of my firstborn.
[stammers] A son that I am incredibly proud of today.
Of course, it hasn't always been easy for Quinn.
Despite what people might think,
being born into a family like ours
isn't a guarantee that you're gonna get what you want when you want it.
In fact, it couldn't be further from the truth.
I mean, yes, all this was given to us.
But in order to keep it, one has to make sacrifices and take losses.
And I've always tried to give Quinn
the freedom to make the choices that he wanted.
Something I didn't always have.
And I know he's always followed his heart,
and... and that is the bravest thing you can do.
And so, the cycle moves forward, bringing new blood to old generations.
Proving once again that struggle is nothing when family is everything.
To Quinn and Grace.
- [all] To Quinn and Grace. - [Henry] Yes.
[chuckling, clamoring]
[crowd member chuckles] Another drink, Quinny!
- [Henry] Enjoy the hunt. - [crowd member] Come on.
Don't be too hard on him.
[crowd chattering, laughing]
- That's my boy. - [speaks indistinctly]
[speaks indistinctly] ...long and happy marriage.
[speaks indistinctly]
[car approaching]
Eliza.
[Eliza] Where is the car?
- Excuse me? - What have you done with it?
You need to speak to your father.
It was his, wasn't it?
He gave it to her mother.
- Eliza... - Anne, why are you covering this up?
This is not my story to tell.
Which story?
The one about her dying in a car accident?
Is that the one he's telling these days?
[breathing shakily]
Anne, are you afraid of my father?
Me? No.
I'm blood.
They're not.
They never saw them that way.
I saw the car.
There's not a mark on it.
How did Sophie's mother really die?
Anne, you have to tell me the truth.
This can't come out, Eliza.
No one can ever know.
It has to stay dead and buried because if it doesn't,
everything you love will die with it.
Hi. [sighs]
- What is this place? - It's yours.
[sighs] This, uh... This key gets you in the back door, as well as the front.
Uh, view of the courtyard is good.
And the stairs of the front, it leads directly up,
so no one will see you coming or going. [sighs]
Did the magazine do this?
No, I did.
It, uh... It belongs to a friend of mine.
We can use it as much as we want.
Sorry, it's, uh... [chuckles] it's not up to your usual standard.
Do you really think this is necessary?
Your security has been compromised, Sophie.
- Somebody broke into your flat. - That's not what you think it is.
Look, there's... there's something I need to tell you.
The only other person working on this story with me
was a researcher who I trusted a lot,
and it recently came to light that she had been selling information.
To who?
Quinn Huntley.
[breathing heavily]
They know that we're working together and that's my fault.
[stammers] Where is she now, this researcher?
She quit and she has no access to anything anymore.
I... I promise.
[breathes heavily]
- W-When did you find this out? - Not soon enough.
And that's... that's on me.
I am so sorry.
What do we do now?
I spoke with my editor, and they are willing to publish,
but only if you are completely open about who you are.
We agreed I would remain anonymous.
I know, but the secret is out now.
I mean, if you don't expose yourself first,
the Huntleys will do it.
And then they control the narrative in a way that can benefit them,
and we'd be playing catch-up from the beginning.
[sighs]
Staying here is not contingent on what you decide about the article, all right?
This... This place is yours, if you need it.
[breathes deeply]
I know this is a lot to take in.
Just give me some time.
I need to sleep on it.
Just take it, okay? Just in case.
[hunters cheering, clamoring]
[hunter 1 laughing] Come on, get him out of the car.
[hunter 2] Come on, mate.
All right, hunters. Gather round.
As you all know, it's tradition that every Huntley male heir,
on the eve of his nuptials, submit to this most basic test.
Chase down his own animal instincts, prove he is more man than beast
before the rabid dogs of his past can stop him.
And when I say dogs, I mean all of us.
[all exclaiming, chuckling]
- [barking] - Fucking hell.
Sorry, mate. It has to be done.
Three-minute head start at the sound of my gun.
Oh, well, that's very fucking kind of you.
[stammers] Make that two.
[hunter] Whoa. Oh, whoa. [chuckles]
"Setty."
- [gunshot] - [clamoring, laughing]
[dogs barking]
[hunters clamoring]
[panting]
[grunts]
[breathes heavily]
[grunts]
[panting]
- [grunts] - [panting, grunting]
[pants] What... What the fuck are you doing?
[breathes heavily] Tell me what happened to her mother.
What?
[panting] You want us gone? Then tell me the truth.
She's not going anywhere until she knows.
I don't know what the fuck you're talking about.
- I really don't... [groaning] - [grunts, panting]
[panting]
This is crossing a line here.
I feel like kidnapping, that's where we went off the rails.
I was trying to help you get out of this alive.
[panting] Why would you help me?
Because you're a reckless fucking idiot with a death wish.
- [dogs barking] - [Quinn grunts]
- [hunters clamoring] - [panting]
You better run for your fucking life.
[panting]
[phone buzzing]
Who is it?
- [Eliza] Hello? - Eliza?
[Eliza] Where are you? Can you meet me in person?
There's something I need to tell you. I don't want to do it on the phone.
[Lucas] This is what we recovered from the flat.
Ah.
Do you know what this is, Lucas?
It's a wallet.
Cryptocurrency.
Thank you. [sighs]
[breathes heavily]
[Henry] What's the matter? Why aren't you on the hunt?
- [breathing heavily] - Hey, hey, hey, hey.
But what's he doing here?
Well, obviously I didn't invite him.
No, but you... you... [stammers] ...kept him hostage, you drugged him,
and now he's on our property with a dozen fucking witnesses.
Okay, so long as we're setting the record straight,
there's something I'd love to clear up.
[sniffs] Was it grandfather that killed your mistress or was that you?
[sighs] You know, I always thought that all your problems were because of him,
but I suppose you have demons of your own, don't you?
I mean, it fits your pattern, just like the call girl.
What do you think would have happened
if the call girl had talked to the press?
Do you think Grace would still be around?
Do you think she'd still love you if she knew what this family was really like?
Okay, so what's your plan now?
If Sophie doesn't take the money, will you just throw her off of a balcony as well?
There is so much that you don't understand.
Do you know, I-I-I think of you as a man,
but then I realize you're just a little boy.
Look, sometimes you have to do things that you didn't think you were capable of,
in order to protect what is really important to you.
But you're getting married tomorrow, that is your job.
All the rest of it, leave it the fuck alone!
Otherwise, you are gonna find out quite quickly what I am actually capable of!
[exhales shakily]
[stammers] Relax, I'm not gonna hit you. Not on your wedding day.
[exhales deeply]
Thank you.
[sighs]
Hello, son.
Do you know who I am?
Yeah.
Well, how do you feel about that?
Like we're all part of one big, happy family.
Oh. [chuckles]
And is... is that how you treat your brothers back home?
[stammers] Leaping out at them in the woods and threatening them with knives?
I've made some mistakes...
but nothing I can't come back from.
What about you, sir?
I'm gonna keep this very, very brief.
If I ever see your face again, either here or anywhere in London,
then that will be the last trip that you ever take.
And I know that you've heard something similar from my son,
but mark my words, I will do exactly as I say.
But I think you already know that.
That belongs to your wife.
Um, take him out to the edge of the property
and let him find his own way home.
[Callum] You ready for this?
[Sophie] Yeah.
I'll be watching.
Thanks. [sighs]
[knocking]
Eliza, what are we doing here?
Why did you send me that recording?
Because I knew you'd never believe me if it was just my word against his...
You never should have come here.
You don't understand, do you?
You can't fight my family, you'll never win.
They'll take everything from you.
More than they already have.
You know something.
Tell me.
You're not like them.
You're better than this.
You don't know me.
I know the girl who befriended me when I was just the help,
who told me her secrets, who let me in.
[breathes shakily] Eliza...
I'm your sister.
[breathes shakily]
I need your help.
[breathes shakily]
I can't help you.
You should go.
Is this payback... [breathes shakily] ...for everything else?
I'm trying to save your life. [breathes shakily]
[breathes heavily]
Message from my father.
Change of plan.
[James breathing heavily]
- [groaning] - Come on.
- Move. - [groundskeeper grunting]
- [James] Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey! - [trunk slams]
[muffled] Hey!
- Hey! - [banging on trunk]
Hey!
- [grunts] Hey! - [engine starts]
Hey!
[pants, grunts]
Hey!
[panting]
[no audible dialogue]
[breathing heavily]
Passcode.
[breathes heavily] Wh... What?
Passcode for your phone.
[muffled clamoring, laughing]
[sighs]
[breathes shakily]
What did she say?
[James breathing shakily]
[line rings]
When your wife comes to pick you up, make sure she knows it's time to go home.
[pants] Wait. [breathing heavily]
[phone buzzing]
[Callum] Is it her?
It's nothing.
- Doesn't look like nothing. - [sighs]
[buzzing continues]
It's...
my husband. [sighs]
And what does he want?
- James? - Soph?
- James, i... is that you? - [panting]
[stammers] I've been trying to find you, Sophie.
What's going on?
So... Sophie, I need your help.
- [breathes sharply] - James...
[breathes heavily] S... Soph?
Soph? Soph?
[gasps]
[sighs]
Don't worry, that was perfect.
Wait. Hey, hey!
[pants] Hey!
Hey!
[grunts]
What did he say?
I'm gonna call him back.
[breathes deeply]
[line rings]
- [James] This is James. Leave a message. - Shit.
[sighs]
[phone dings]
Sophie, what's going on?
We have to go.
[sighs]
[mumbling, sighing]
This is it.
- [Callum] You recognize the car? - No.
All right, stay here. I'll take a look.
The keys are still here.
- [James] Hey! Hey! - [banging on trunk]
Help! Hey!
Hey!
Help!
- James! - [mumbles, groans]
[Sophie] Help me! Callum!
[James groans] I'm okay.
[groans] I'm okay.
- Who did this? - [grunts] Who do you think?
[panting, groaning]
[sighs]
Let's get in the car.
- Which one? - [breathes heavily]
This one. I'll drive.
[Callum] Okay.
I'll meet you where we were today.
Okay. Come on.
You came.
[breathes heavily]
Did you steal my safe?
No.
No, Sophie, it's them.
Your father. Quinn.
They took the safe.
They know everything.
[engine revs]
What the fuck?
What is he doing?
[breathing heavily]
- Shit. - [James] Watch out.
- [Sophie] James! - Watch out.
[tires squeal]
- [crashes] - Hold on. [groaning]
- [tires squeal] - Fucking hell.
- [grunts, groans] - [Sophie] What do I do?
Shit. Fuck.
[tires squeal]