03x09 - Expose

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♪ Happy birthday to you ♪
♪ Happy birthday to you ♪
♪ Happy birthday dear, Dad ♪
♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

That was perfect.

Just perfect, thank you guys.

I love you, Daddy.

We miss you.

I miss you too.

Did you get our present?

Are you crazy?

That's why I'm wearing it.

Because I... 'cause I love it.

Bye, Daddy.

Bye-bye, I love you.

Bye, guys. I love you too, and, take care!

I think they forgot what you look like.

I'm sorry. I know all this travelling's been hard.

Hey, how's the villa?

Idyllic.

At least, according to your mother.

I'll say it'll be better when you get here.

You are joining us?

Tuesday, I hope.

Oh, I hope so.

Maybe we can go to that seafood restaurant.

Yeah.

The one next to the jazz bar.

With the late night cocktails.

Now you're talking.

Matthias, are you all right?

I'm fine.

You seem a little...

There's someone at the door. I'll be right back, OK?

OK.

Jetzt hör halt auf mal, mich zu... anzuspritzen.

Kids, can you keep it down a bit? I'm trying to talk to Papa.

Jan started it.

I don't care who started it, just...

No!

No!

What do you want?

No! Don't touch me!

Matthias?

Matthias?

Hey, Ruhe da...

Matt?

Pick up.

He's not picking up.

Can... find the number for the police, in Zagreb.

I think... Matt's been att*cked.

This way, please.

Matthias Schutte, widely respected expert on large scale water projects, was allegedly thrown to his death from his hotel window after an altercation with an unknown assailant.

Herr Schutte was in Zagreb, consulting on diverting the Sava River for a hydroelectric project.

Wow.

Re-routing a river.

It's very large scale.

And contentious.

Really? Why?

Well, rivers cross borders, and with the climate change no one wants to end up high and dry.

Dad bought me a subscription to The Economist for Christmas.

The Croatian government is going to take a vote on it later this month.

And Herr Schutte's report is considered a critical factor.

And, depending on that vote, someone's gonna make or loose an awful lot of money.

One billion Euro.

And the contractor is Purity Construction, out of Munich.

Vorsprung durch Technik.

More German industries sustaining the Euro zone.

Do we know what Mr. Schutte was, ah, going to decide?

Wasn't due to be turned in until next week.

So we're thinking that somebody didn't want him to finish it?

Could be possible.

Arabela, Luke, go down to the crime scene.

Yep.

Uh, Sebastian and Ellie, need to go through his phone, emails, financials...

We've already got something.

According to the hotel, an hour before his death, he rang a Edgar Horvet, CEO of Purity.

Deeply saddened at your loss.

From Edgar, Sarah, and the boys.

Send the biggest bouquet they make.

Thank you.

Are those crocodile tears or genuine?

I've seen worse performances.

Mr. Horvet, I'm Sebastian Berger, this is Elena Delfont-Bogard.

Thank you very much for coming in.

Do you have any idea who did this?

Not yet.

You've got to find him.

If there's anything I can do to help with, ah... anything.

How well did you know Herr Schutte?

Quite well.

We'd been friends for nearly twenty years.

Wasn't there a conflict of interest?

Your best pal evaluating your billion Euro contract?

We met in university.

Matt's integrity was beyond question.

You spoke to Herr Schutte an hour before he d*ed.

Yes.

I spoke to him very often.

He wanted to have the number of a geologist while working on the project.

Name?

Jurgen Muller.

From Cologne.

Why did he want to speak to him?

He didn't say.

How did he sound?

"How did he sound"?

What do you mean?

His frame of mind. Did he seem normal to you?

Perfectly normal.

Did he indicate what his report would have said?

Of course not.

But he would have approved it.

How can you be so sure?

This dam is vitally important.

It will provide hydroelectric power, irrigation, and drinking water for millions of people.

Well, it is our understanding that it will also flood half a dozen villages, causing thousands of people to lose their homes.

No, no. No, no, no, no, no.

They'd be relocated.

And very well compensated.

And the environmental impact?

Insignificant.

Look, I understand why you are asking all these questions, but there's nothing in the world could make me harm Matthias Schutte.

Nothing.

If there's anything else, you have my number.

Of course, yeah.

Annie.

I'm so sorry.

Are you all right?

How about the children?

I don't think it's really sunk in yet.

For any of us.

Come and stay with Sarah and me, we have plenty of room.

Well, the kids are with my parents right now, but, thank you.

We're here.

We want you to know that.

Oh, I know.

Let's go this way.

This way.

Edgar Horvet and your husband were good friends?

They met at university.

Doing, um, volunteer work in Sarajevo.

Clearing debris to rebuild roads.

Your husband had a social conscience.

Always.

He... he wanted to set a good example for the children.

Hm. It's not so easy in this day and age.

His faith helped.

Also increasingly rare.

You're a religious family?

I'm Church of England. Lapsed.

But, Matthias is a practising Catholic.

He was a wonderful man.

You probably hear a lot of wives say that about their husbands.

Not as many as you might think.

Was there anything unusual going on, um, at work, any kind of a problem?

Um, we, made a pact to keep conversations about work out of the home.

You told the Zagreb police that you heard arguing.

In German.

He was too far to hear what he was saying.

Were you able to understand anything?

"Get off".

"What do you want?".

"No".

Hm, sorry.

How do you know that it was a man?

Well, I assume it was.

Who else would have the strength to throw Matthias out of a window?

According to the police report, Mr. Schutte fell from the window up there, landed on a police car here, just after it pulled up.

How long after his wife witnessed the altercation over the video call?

Seven minutes.

Seven minutes? That's quite a struggle.

Was anyone else seen coming in or out of his room?

Nope.

Hotel records indicate that Mr. Schutte stayed here six times in the last three months.

Plenty of opportunities to stray.

I don't know. Carine got the impression from the wife that they were happily married.

And things are always what they seem?

Is that supposed to mean anything?

Just what I said.

Fingerprints? Hair and fibre?

Well, it is a hotel, so, lots of partials on the door handles, glasses.

So far, only the victim's confirmed.

The wife also states she heard him arguing with somebody in German.

Which means that the k*ller was a German speaker as well.

It's a place to start.

Do you want to tell me what's going on?

'Cause you've been giving me the perma-freeze all week.

All week?

You mean since we went to that bar.

Lorraine.

You didn't know about Lorraine.

You know that I didn't.

I'm sorry, I...

I like to keep my private life private.

I should have told you.

I guess.

Yeah.

I guess.

Hydroelectric power, irrigation systems, and treatment plants, will provide energy improve agriculture, and purify drinking water.

Life enhancing, life giving.

Oh, they don't show you these on that video.

And those are?

Displaced villagers protesting against the forced relocations.

Mr. Horvet said that they'd been fully compensated.

But the residents beg to differ, huh?

Oh, in every town along the way there have been protests, including environmentalists.

Environmentalists?

He said to us there would be no significant impact, but, protesters say that they'd be a huge disruption of wildlife habitat.

Including the migratory pattern of the corncrake.

The what?

The corncrake.

It's a globally threatened species of bird.

It relies on these wet meadowlands.

The corncrake.

Herr Schutte concluded that the thr*at was negligible.

I was able to access his notes off the cloud.

And?

From what I can see, Horvet was right.

This report would have supported the project.

What? Despite the protests, despite the relocations?

Despite the corncrake.

Well, I guess his death had nothing to do with the river after all.

Maybe.

Except for this.

Oh.

Jurgen Muller, the geologist Matthias Schutte wanted to contact?

What about him?

Well, he's dead.

Dead how?

Jurgen Muller, attending a renewable energy conference in Munich.

Until two days ago, when he fell to his death from his hotel room balcony at 1 a.m.

No witnesses?

No. And the police say there was no suspicious circumstances.

Alcohol and cocaine in his blood stream.

A light rain falling, it was... slippery.

Only one problem.

Which is?

According to Muller's widow, he didn't drink.

Never even smoke a joint.

That is a problem.

What are these?

These are from Munich.

The hotel where our geologist, Muller, d*ed.

If he was really pushed, someone had to walk in and out.

What?

That man.

I've seen him before.

Yeah, look, see.

He's one of the protesters.

May I congratulate you on your inspired police work, Inspector?

Well, 10% inspired, 90% desired.

He's an attractive... chap.

Roberto Savio, from Croatia.

You have anything?

Plenty.

Mr. Savio is from the town of Sisak.

Which is only around a hundred kilometres away from where our water expert fell to this death.

Stopping Herr Schutte from issuing his report could be seen as motive.

And there's a volatile history.

Savio was arrested at marches and demonstrations all over Europe.

Can you get his address?

I'll take the back.

Mr. Savio? ICC, open up!

sh*t.

That's him, right?

Not so attractive any more, huh?

Can you get the names of those?

Of course.

Thanks.

You're welcome.

So, there was three German nationals staying at the hotel yesterday.

She's gonna get their names.

And what about the staff?

Well, apparently, the receptionist Nadia speaks a little German.

Well, she doesn't look like she could push anybody out the window.

So...

CCTV here looks very discreet.

You could say that.

Like, there isn't any.

The only cameras they've got are outside the main entrance and at the front gate.

Great. Well, I'll go check with security.

Cool.

Looks like a party for one, but a bit out of hand.

Auto-erotic asphyxiation.

Not a very dignified way to go, is it?

Anything useful there?

Mainly household bills. Pretty boring so far.

Looks like he's been dead for a couple of days.

Well, then he couldn't have k*lled Herr Schutte.

Not unless he's the walking dead.

This bruising looks way too heavy to have been self-inflicted.

What, you're saying it was m*rder?

That's what I'm saying.

Think it was staged to look like something else.

Hello?

Ah, we're with the ICC. Do you speak English?

No! Wait, stop!

Don't run! Wait, please!

No!

Step away! Get back from here. Get back!

Let go!

No!

Hey, let me go!

I'm pregnant, you bastard!

Calm down.

Let go of me!

This is Mr. Schutte an hour before he d*ed.

An hour before he d*ed?

That's when he spoke to Edgar Horvet.

This is five minutes after that.

What's in the envelope?

Do we know where he might've gone?

There are a couple of shops within walking distance, but the police say none of them remember seeing him.

And when did he get back?

Uh, twenty minutes after that.

No envelope.

No envelope.

Mrs. Savio, I'm really sorry for your loss.

What the f*ck am I doing here?

I have my husband's body to bury back home.

Well, we told you the circumstances in which we found your husband's body.

Yes you have, and it's bullshit.

What do you mean?

Sex games?

Roberto?

Come on.

It took two months with me before he could even leave the lights on.

The coroner's report showed that he d*ed two days ago.

Could you please tell me where you were?

Ah ha, so now you're accusing me?

Huh?

I was at a protest in Zagreb.

And I have thousands of witnesses, OK?

'Kay.

Well, do you have any idea who may have been involved?

Yeah.

You can take your pick from the corporatocracy you're all paid to protect.

And let me tell you something: Roberto was a warrior against injustice.

These injustices that your husband warred against, they included the re-routing of the Sava River?

Especially that.

Why?

That dam they're building will r*pe the environment.

It will ruin thousands of lives.

I'm talking about thousands of families who have lived there for generations.

Um... Do you know either of these men?

This one, no, but, this is Jurgen.

He was cool.

Cool?

He's a geologist.

A scientist with integrity.

Roberto used to share information with him.

What kind of information?

Ground water contamination, toxicity levels, that kind of thing.

Your husband was sighted leaving Muller's hotel room in Munich two nights ago.

Do you have any idea what they spoke about?

Why don't you ask Jurgen?

I can't. He's dead.

What?

I told your other investigators before.

Matthias' death has nothing to do with us.

You also told them the dam has no environmental impact.

Illegal dumping in the Balkans is hardly news.

Cancer rates, brain tumours on the rise.

And the governments duly produce evidence to refute the conspiracies.

According to Savio's widow, the geologist, Muller, said that the water would be contaminated.

So you think that's why Matthias wanted to speak to him?

We think Muller already told Herr Schutte the water would be contaminated.

And given how close you were, perhaps Matthias told you too. His friend.

That would have been completely inappropriate.

And a violation of his professional ethics.

A billion Euros, Mr. Horvet.

It's such a big job.

And he knew, how important it would be to you.

So you think he told me he was going to advise against the dam, and then, I have him k*lled.

Did you?

OK, what have we got?

Remember, I had no luck with vehicle registration plates, near the hotels where Schutte and Muller d*ed?

We now have Savio's cottage to factor in.

Motorbikes are a nightmare.

They nip behind lorries, buses, they slip past speed cameras if the rider knows what they're doing. But this... is two block from Muller's hotel in Munich the day he fell off the balcony, and this, is a highway junction about two kilometres from Savio's cottage in Slovenia on the day we estimate he was m*rder*d.

Well, I might be a tad more enthusiastic if the driver wasn't wearing the same leathers and the, ah, license plates on the bikes were the same.

This is a Ducati...

Ducati Superlight.

Yeah.

The highest powered model outside the professional circuit.

On the market for a year.

These alloys were introduced six weeks ago.

And only in Europe.

Which narrows the ownership down to exactly sixteen, across the continent.

And only of these owners is a mercenary with a criminal record for manslaughter.

Fabian Sattler, 42.

Austrian national, but lives on the Austrian peninsula.

Has previous for manslaughter, and various other violent conducts.

He's known by the police in numerous countries.

A g*n for hire living in the area.

Another, uh, big coincidence?

Get the list to Luke and Arabela.

Right away.

Good.

We have a suspect.

Fabian Sattler.

His Ducati was spotted at both Muller and Savio's crime scenes.

Good.

Anything on the CCTV here?

No.

I would have remembered seeing a motorcycle like that.

What?

Our German speaking receptionist.

Nadia.

She averts her eyes every time I look at her.

Well, maybe you should stop staring.

Like she's hiding something.

We understand Mr. Schutte was a regular guest at this hotel?

Yes.

And did you speak to him?

I lived in Hamburg when I was a teenager.

I speak a little German.

I think that you know something, Nadia.

Something you're not telling us.

This job was very difficult to find.

Nadia, this is a m*rder investigation.

It is very serious.

I'm supposed to register all overnight stays, but, but sometimes, I didn't.

If the guest was... as nice as Mr. Schutte.

Mr. Schutte had a visitor the night before he d*ed?

Was it this man?

No. Not him.

Well, can you describe him for us?

I can do better than that.

I can tell you where to find him.

Hey, good looking.

Hey.

Not exactly dressed for the beach, are you?

No. Not exactly.

Arabela Seeger, ICC.

I'll need you to come with me.

Jovan Petric, 25.

Works the holidays resort as an upmarket escort.

Apparently, Matthias Schutte was a client.

Well, looks like Mrs. Schutte didn't know her husband as well as she thought.

Petric was a regular for a number of guests at the hotel.

The receptionist kept him off the books, and he left her a big old tip the morning that Matthias was k*lled.

Your website, balkanboys.com says here, €500 for a night.

Well, I'm worth it.

Book a session with me, and you'll see yourself.

How long have you known Matthias Schutte for?

Um, about a year.

Whenever he was in town.

Matthias... craved intimacy.

Was he a good client?

Oh, he was ideal.

Gentle, clean, and paid very well.

On Wednesday morning, how did you leave things?

Well, I'd say he had a smile on his face.

And what about before you left?

He was always quiet, I suppose.

The closet ones often are.

Talked about his kids, tried to persuade me to kiss him properly.

Mattie was a gentleman, so, he got a quick brush on the lips.

You claim that you left the hotel via the staff entrance at 7:45.

Yes.

Twenty minutes later, Matthias went for a walk.

Do you know where he might have gone?

I was halfway to the airport by then.

Ask Nadia on reception, she ordered my taxi.

We already have.

You ever seen this man before?

Who is he?

Jurgen Muller.

He's a geologist.

Only in my dreams.

Well, entertaining at least. - But a dead-end.

Sebastian found an address on our motorcycle man outside of Cologne.

He and Ellie are on their way now.

What the f*ck!

Stick 'em up.

Jurgen Muller.

You were in Munich, the day before Muller fell from his hotel balcony.

Two streets away, we have your motorbike as evidence.

Coincidence?

Um, I had an interview.

Protecting ships against Somali pirates. Shield security.

Roberto Savio.

d*ed practising auto-erotic asphyxiation.

Allegedly.

Approximately the same day and then two kilometres away, you show up.

Oh, well, um... um, I... was seeing Maria, and... she's probably still in bed.

Call her.

Why use false number plates?

If you knew how many speeding tickets I get.

Where were you on Wednesday at 9:13 a.m.?

Flying through Vienna.

Family visit.

Your bike have a flat tire?

You saw Maria.

She likes the mile high thrill.

If you know what I mean.

You OK?

Um, well...

For a moment, I thought you recognized this one.

Ah, I don't recognize any of them.

Matthias Schutte.

Who are you working for?

I got nothing more to say.

I'm listening.

I checked. Sattler was on that flight, just like he said.

He can't have k*lled Matthias Schutte.

Something tells me his other alibis will stick.

You can't fake that kind of itinerary.

I mean, a job interview, a compliant girlfriend.

Yet, evidence still points to Sattler k*lling Muller and Savio.

Nothing conclusive.

Yeah.

Well, how many other hitmen were on the vicinity on the day they were k*lled.

Somebody pushed Schutte out of the window, the question is obviously "who?".

You let Sattler go.

He's a professional.

His alibis stand up.

There's nothing to gain by sitting it out, and hoping he falters. Hm?

OK.

Arabela, grab Luke, I want you to tail Sattler.

Find out what he's up to.

Yep.

Let's go through it again.

Anything?

Yeah. Petric.

That rent boy Luke and Arabela found.

Yeah, I heard he's on a better rate than we are.

Er... $100,000 were transferred to Petric from an account in the British Virgin Islands, at 8:40 on the morning of Matthias' death.

8:40? That's after he left the hotel.

Yeah, but before he was pushed.

Petric would have been on a taxi on his way to the airport.

Well, maybe he met the k*ller and gave them Matthias' room card.

No. His wife said Matthias answered the door.

Do you know where the money's from?

In a minute.

Here we go.

Purity Construction. Released by a Mr. Edgar Horvet.

He's definitely on his way to Horvet's.

Stay as close as you can.

Damn it, Horvet still isn't answering.

Luke, step on it.

Hands where I can see them!

Hand up!

sh*t! Argh!

Hands behind your back.

Give me your hand!

Clear?

Yeah. Fine, move it!

Hey.

Hey!

Sebastian, I need an ambulance to my GPS signal.

Is he OK?

Barely.

I don't know how to say this, so, I'm just... going to be direct.

Are you aware that your husband kept secrets from you?

You mean... did I know that he slept with men?

For a long time I didn't.

But then we... we stopped making love.

He blamed work.

Always too tired.

But the paranoia made me spy, I'd doubt his every move.

I started opening his personal bank statements.

And all the... cash withdrawals made my head spin.

I prayed he was a gambler.

Taking dr*gs.

And then I... found the pills for depression.

His excuse barely made sense.

But he promised that depression was under control.

So, ah...

I paid an expert to search his computer.

And the websites made me realize it... had nothing to do with me.

I wasn't even equipped to fight it.

I'm very sorry.

He was my soul mate.

I know I should have told you before, but...

I suppose the reason I didn't was bec... because I knew he wouldn't want anyone to know.

I understand.

Can we talk, please?

Sure.

Luke, I am your partner and your friend.

Friends don't lie to friends.

How did I lie to you?

Come on, Arabela.

Really?

You didn't want me to know you had a girlfriend.

And you don't approve.

Don't approve? Look, I couldn't care less who sleeps with who.

But you knew how I felt about you.

How you felt?

Yeah.

You knew.

I'm sorry, I... I just, I don't feel that way about you.

So, how do you explain the way that you've looked at me, flirted with me, I'm not wrong about this.

Yes, you are.

You really really are.

OK.

Well...

I don't know if we can work together any more.

So, um, you're just gonna quit?

Move back to London?

I said I don't know.

I don't.

Look at what we found on Edgar Horvet's phone.

Hundred grand for a video of you and Matthias in action, sent from you to Horvet the minute you left the hotel.

Blackmail's five years minimum.

Longer if we prove a connection to Matthias' death.

He was such a sweetheart.

And why would I have anything to do with k*lling him?

Why don't you tell me what happened then?

Last week... last week, Horvet turned up at the hotel and tried to bribe Matthias to keep quiet about the stupid pollution.

How did you find out?

I was hiding in the bathroom.

Matthias shoved me outside, but I heard everything.

And, Matthias wouldn't take the money?

I told him he was crazy.

So, you approached Horvet and suggested a way to convince him.

Do you know how many nights I'd have to work to make that kind of money?

You have to understand, my clients, they're not all sweethearts.

So, you told Matthias that Horvet would expose him publicly if he didn't recommend the dam?

Yes, and he got so depressed, went to a really dark place, you know.

And this guy, Horvet, was like his closest friend.

Matthias couldn't believe he'd blackmail him like that.

And did he agree to change his report?

Obviously not.

Listen, you've got to believe me! I never thought they'd k*ll him.

So you blackmailed him?

Do you know how many livelihoods are dependant on that contract?

More than the number of miscarriages the water would cause?

We know you hired Sattler to k*ll Muller and Savio, but who did you hire to k*ll your best friend?

I told you before, I might have blackmailed him, but nothing could make me k*ll Matthias.

Nothing.

Drunken fall, wayward sex game, su1c1de in a car, it's a trusted pattern. smear the character, cast dispersion on credibility, Sattler's a pro.

Was a pro.

Now defunct. He has confessed to the murders of Savio, and Muller, and the attempted m*rder of Horvet.

OK.

We're still stuck on who pushed Schutte out of the window, though.

My money says that Horvet had another hitman waiting, ready to go.

Guess what just came in from Savio's wife?

Sent to her cottage by Matthias on the morning he was k*lled.

It's the completed report.

It contains information from Muller that he didn't dare to keep on the cloud.

"Dear Clara, if you or Savio don't hear from me before this letter arrives, I've been m*rder*d.

I've tried to call, but nobody is at home.

Jurgen had an 'accident' and I fear for Savio too.

If Savio is still alive, hand this report to him.

If Savio is no longer with you, take the report to the police in Munich.

And ask them to investigate my m*rder.

Matthias."

He doesn't say who he thinks, ah, is going to k*ll him maybe, or, ah...

Wouldn't that be nice?

He had to know it was Horvet.

No, then why not just name him?

Hey.

Are you sure that your husband didn't know that you knew his secret?

I sometimes wondered.

But, no.

What was his mood last time you spoke?

He was down.

As I said, he had his pills for his depression, but he didn't really take them.

Did anything come in the post?

How did you know?

Yes, I have it with me.

What does it say?

If you don't mind my asking.

How could I mind after the secrets we've shared?

"Dear Anne, cherish our past, love our children, and always look to the future.

You're still the most beautiful woman I ever saw.

Your loving Matthias."

We must have missed something.

I'm gonna head back down to Zagreb, see what we can find.

No, we're not.

What are you doing?

Horvet and Sattler have confessed to the k*lling of Muller and Savio.

Good work. They're going away for a long time.

This case isn't closed.

We still haven't found Schutte's m*rder*r.

We'll give our information to the Croatian police. They'll take it from here.

Ah, I think that we need to...

Our unit has cases, backed up. We're done here.

My decision is final. Trust me.

OK, boss.

Yes?

The Croatian Parliament has suspended the vote on the project until they have fully studied the new report.

Were you aware that the continued existence of this unit depends on our success rating?

I am aware.

Then it's a very big decision, to shelve a case like this.

Not every case gets solved in a matter of days.

How is Herr Schutte's widow?

She appears to be coming to terms with her loss.

Mm-hm.

If he'd refused to make changes in his report, his 'friend' was going to expose his sexuality.

Yes.

He battled with depression.

It must have been a very black morning for him.

Dealing with the betrayal of the man he thought was his best friend.

Well, I think that it was.

He knew that the geologist, Muller, had ostensibly, fallen from his balcony but he knew that it was a m*rder.

And he surmised that it was probably a m*rder that would never be recognized.

According to his letter, yeah.

But he knew that if he were to fall from his balcony, and to make it look like a m*rder, then that would provide the police with a pattern.

And they might go back and revisit the death of Muller.

Then find the K*llers.

I suppose.

Did you know that certain insurance policies do not pay out if the death is a su1c1de?

Hmm.

I've heard that's the case, yeah.

But if he were m*rder*d, then his wife and his children would be taken care of.