01x05 - Eyes on the Prize

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contains violent scenes.

She just found out
that her mum's still alive.

Do you know where she is?

The Nordmann Fir Beach Hotel.

What if your mum doesn't even
let us stay?

She will.

She doesn't love you.
How do you know?

Dagmar.

I came to clean up.

The drugs, we need to sell them.

I expect the sample tonight.

And if I'm missing even
so much as a point zero one...

I'll bring the scales.

Where's Stink?
Go back. She must still be there.

No!

Come on, again!

f*ck!

Just go.

What are we going to do?

We took Marten's car
and now he's dead.

Yeah, we all saw.

We need to go to the police.

But Stink! Hello?
We need to find Stink!

Stink knows the plan
was to go to Norway.

She'll... head to the ferry
and meet us there.

You will literally say anything
to get your own way!

Marten is dead. Mirko is dead.

We have to go to the police
and they'll look for Stink.

I just want to go home.

Reagan pointed a g*n at my head.

They k*lled Marten because
they thought we were in the car.

They're not all going to f*ck off
home just because you've had enough.

We'll drive until we find
a police station.

There'll be one around here somewhere.

Nessi! Nessi, wait!

Just stop, Tara. It's happening.

I want to make a confession.

Nessi. Please don't.
You need to see what's in this bag.

It started because Tara's dad died

and it turns out that her family
are proper gangster drug dealers.

We were trying to get to Norway
to see Tara's mum

because we thought she was dead
but it turns out she's not.

But people have died.

It just needs to stop, doesn't it?

Hello.

Tara, stop.

You don't want the police
to look in this bag, Nessi.

You really don't.

She's right.

Smile...

...and tell me you're feeling better.

I feel better.

Get the bag.

Is that your car out front?

The Volkswagen?

Yeah.

Sorry... if it's in the way.

Nessi's still working on
her parallel parking.

The registered owner was involved
in a serious traffic accident.

So why do you have it?

It's not ours.
We borrowed it from a friend.

From a friend?

We would have stopped but we
didn't think we could do anything.

So you were at the site
of the accident.

And how did you come
to be driving the car?

We actually really have to go.
We've got a ferry to catch.

No. You need to stay.
Get off me, man!

I'm detaining you for
obstructing a police investigation.

All right, all right. f*ck!

How about you?

We're good. We're staying.
Uh-huh.

It's the right answer.

This... is Maggie.

Welcome to the beach.

Hi.

All right! I'll be on my way.

Calm the f*ck down.
It's just a beer.

Profile.

Pockets.

I'll call the duty solicitor.

Solicitor?

I regret to inform you
that your friend is dead.

We believe he was
deliberately run off the road.

I don't need a solicitor.

I've done nothing wrong.

Fingerprints, left hand.

Right hand.

What do you think's happening?
I don't know.

But the longer it takes,
the worse it is.

Worse?

If we're lucky, they're cautioning
Tara for resisting arrest.

If not...

...car theft, drug running,

accessory to m*rder.

f*ck.

We've just got to make sure
they don't find that f*cking bag.

Hey! No talking.
You sit over there.

You OK?
What did I just say?

Felix.

OK.

I f*cking love this woman.

Don't go anywhere.

Kiss me.

What?
Kiss me.

Um...

When the groom leaves,
every man has to kiss the bride.

It's a Norwegian tradition.

Hierrein.

Persons present are Tara O'Rourke,
Politzeikommissar Walter Fischer

and Politzeimeister
Agnes Schwartz observing.

You were at the scene of the crash.

What did you see?

I don't remember.

It's just a blur.

Marten wanted to have a go in the
Range Rover so... we swapped cars.

Just a spin around the block.

But it's so powerful and...
he wasn't used to it.

I know you're withholding information.

Why didn't you call the police
after the crash?

We were scared.
We came to the station instead.

We want to help,
in any way we can.

Yeah.

Federal police wants to see you.

You're all the same to me, love.

We can talk.

sh*t, Dagmar. I was worried.

I'm handling the Kriminalpolitzei.

I bet they're f*cking terrified
of you.

Where are my drugs?

You promised me you'd sort
this out. Quietly. Efficiently.

I work very hard to keep my job
separate from my other interests.

It makes me unhappy.

Very unhappy.

Hello, Tara.

I'm taking over the investigation
from Politzeikommissar Fischer.

OK.

Where are the drugs?

Drugs?

I don't know
what you're talking about.

I'm talking about
the five kilo of heroin

you took from
your father's house in Rotterdam.

I know you took the drugs
and your father's Range Rover

and went on the run from your uncle.

Reagan is also in custody here.

I know you were selling the drugs
at the Eisenschtompschtomp festival.

And I suspect that's connected
to why Marten Weber

was run off the road
and k*lled yesterday.

Do you want to hear some
other things I know?

I know your father, Orin,
was young and healthy.

But he died suddenly.

He was cremated
the next day with no autopsy.

And then there was the death
of a man at a shopping centre.

Four young British women
wanted for questioning.

One death, I can see
how that might happen. But three?

It's beginning to feel like a spree.

I want a lawyer.

Too late.

Much too late.

Of course, there may have been
mitigating circumstances. Hm?

These things are always
a bit complicated.

The outcome depends on
who's telling the story.

You'd do well to start talking.

The drugs were in the Range Rover.

They must've have burned up
in the fire.

I think we can do better,
nicht wahr?

Reagan wants the drugs.

He was chasing the Range Rover.

Why would he do that
unless the drugs were in the car?

Dagmar put you with the coastguard
to spy on my harbour.

You're Dagmar.

You run the German supply line.

There's no-one
who will help you out there.

You see, if the drugs did burn up
in the crash,

you're no longer of use to me.

You're expendable, Tara.

People respect me.
They listen to me.

There would be an enquiry, for sure,

but you've proved
you're capable of violence

and I would convince my colleagues
it was an act of self-defence.

So...

...which is it?

Did the drugs burn up
or do you know where they are?

So... So what you're telling me is

...that you don't know where
my drugs are. Hm?

They might have been destroyed
in the fire, as Tara claims.

Maybe.

I know things haven't gone
exactly according to plan...

No, no.

Not exactly, no.

Not... not unless the plan

was to lose two and a half
million euros to teenage girls

and leave a trail of bodies
and drugs halfway across Europe!

All of it leading back
to our arrangement!

And I had to hear it from your son.

We're on the verge
of something huge here.

A whole new supply line.
Millions of euros every month.

It's solid.

And as soon as I get out of here
I will sort Tara

and I will get you your heroin,
exactly as I said I would.

You had an opportunity
to eliminate Tara,

but you didn't take the shot.
Hm? What happened?

I made the call
not to take the shot.

It was too public.

If I am to trust you again,

I need to know you can
take care of your niece.

Can you do it, Reagan?

I can do it.

Wunderbar.

It would be a pity

to destroy such a promising
business relationship

over such a...

...small and insignificant
little thing.

Were the drugs in the car?

f*ck you.

Tara, bitte.

The drugs were in the car.
They're gone.

OK.

Let's see if your friends agree.

Wait. Please.

Please.

Just for a minute.

I didn't know the drugs were yours.

I thought they were my dad's
and he's dead, so I took them.

But I have information.

Something you need to know.

Reagan's in a cell.

His boys are out of Rotterdam.

You could take over
the whole supply chain.

What do you know
about the operation?

I can see how this thing
should be run.

How YOU could run it.

Obviously I could do it.

Obviously.

But you've got a problem.

There's a rat in your crew.

Someone you trusted
that Reagan turned against you.

My crew, hm? Who?

Give me the name.

If I give you this,

you've gotta let us go.

You're ruthless. I like that.

An O'Rourke through
and through.

Aber... which one do I believe?

The bag.
What?

The bag.

Arses on chairs unless
you'd rather be in a cell.

You two. This way.

What happens now?

You wait.

We can't keep doing this.

We can't stop doing this.

I wish I'd met you first.

Oof!

Did you finally hit the big time?

You've sold a song to Atomic Kitten?

It's better than that, Rea.

Your little brother
is gonna be a dad.

Oh, that...

That's f*cking incredible, fella. Erm...

I... I'm gonna be an uncle!

Hey! Where's that champagne?

People are dying of thirst
over here.

We're basically going to go
to prison forever.

And if we do get out...

we'll be, what,
like 40 or something?

We'll never get married.

Or have kids.

Or buy a house,
or have like a proper job.

Do you want to do all that stuff?

I think so.

Do you?

Yeah.

We'll be famous, you know.

When it all gets out.

I wonder what photograph
they'll use.

Do you think we get to choose?

No, Nessi! We don't get to choose.

I bet they'll use that picture
on Stink's Insta.

I told her not to post it.
I look like a horse!

It's not that bad.

Moment.

♪ GAZELLE: Anti Body

♪ Don't know how to feel

♪ When you want to see

♪ All the pain you cause

♪ To your family

♪ Suffering the most

♪ I hear what they say

♪ Everything is clear

♪ I can't live that way

♪ Don't know how to feel

♪ When you want to break

♪ All the things you love

♪ Thinking it's OK

♪ Cutting into flesh... ♪

I don't think I can handle prison.

Being locked up all day,
not seeing my mum.

She'll come and visit you.

You could totally do prison.

You'd be the one
that everyone comes to for advice.

Because I'm sensible and boring?

You're not boring.

And if you are boring,
sign me up for boring!

I love Tara and Stink, but...

things can just get crazy
when they're around.

I mean, they're my best friends
and I love them

just as much as I love you
or my mum...

But we're only here
because of the things they did.

I mean, Tara did start it all.

So... So you mean...
We'll have to.

We'll have to tell them
what Tara did.

Yeah, but I ran over Tara's uncle.
That's got to be GBH or something.

You were saving Tara.

And this is for Tara too.

Because if we don't stop her,
then maybe no-one will.

Do you think we could do it?

I don't know. Maybe.

If we have each other.

♪ I begin to try

♪ I can't shake the urge

♪ Burying the fear

♪ Stifling the cry

♪ It's not like they said

♪ Best time of your life

♪ Giving all you can

♪ Love you till you're dead ♪

Where are my friends?

OK.

Sign here.

Dagmar.

Look at the man in the cell

and tell us if he was driving
the car that hit the Range Rover.

Take your time.

I've never seen him before.

Are you sure?

One hundred percent.

Gut.

All right?

Tara, why are they letting us out?

Cos we didn't do anything.

What did you do?

I got you out. And I got us a lift.

You can thank me later.

Tara!

Tara, no!

It's right here.
Like it's waiting for us.

You can't take it.

I can. And I'm going to.

You're actually mad!

You are not bringing it with us.
Watch me.

Can I put my bag in the boot, please?

Tara!

Norway, here we come.

We can't leave without Stink!

I'm calling her.
They still might be after us.

I've sorted it.

The police are looking for Stink
and Reagan's not coming after us.

How can you be sure?
I just am.

Trust me.

So, we good?

It worked out well in the end.

Where is she?

She's gone.

It won't happen in my back yard.

Gotcha.

Get your f*ck-

Why are we stopping?

This is the Danish border.

I can't take you any further.

There's a bus stop
one kilometre down the road.

That will take you to the port
for the ferry to Norway.

Is anyone hungry?

I have snacks.

I'll have something.

Yeah, me too.

I've got chocolate and caramel.

None of your healthy
rabbit food here.

Oh, your bag. I'll put it in here.

Um...

What is that?

Tara, what the f*ck?!

I liked her.
She was getting us snacks.

I'm calling an ambulance. No.

f*ck you, Tara.

You shot my f*cking phone!

I'm sorry!

I'm sorry! I had to stop her calling!

You don't sh**t friends!

Get in the car and drive.