01x01 - Episode 1

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CAR HORN BEEPS

MUSIC PLAYS

THEY LAUGH

Are you sure you want to do this,
Mrouj? You're feeling well enough?

Baba, yes, for the tenth
and last time. Stop stressing.

Do you think that it will be over?
I hope not.

Not until I've eaten, at least.

It will solve nothing, Sawsan.

It will mean change.

Iraq needs to change.

How do I look? You've really made
an effort. Is that a clean uniform?

ALL SING TO TUNE OF HAPPY BIRTHDAY:
# Sana Helwa ya Gameel

# Sana Helwa ya Gameel

# Sana Helwa ya Sawsan

# Sana Helwa ya Gameel. #

APPLAUSE

SINGING ON TV

Sawsan. Sawsan, enough of the
dancing. Not in front of your uncle.

Baba, it's my birthday.

That's no excuse. Muhsin,
I said that she could.

And Aunt Maha is the boss.

Yes, I am the boss.
See what I have to deal with.

Can you see this one move?

Baba, that's rude.

I've heard enough of
"glorious Iraq", I'm sorry.

You think we are all stupid?
I will not have us talk w*r.

I say let them come, the Americans.

As long as you don't say it
too loudly.

It will mean an end to him.
It will mean freedom, democracy.

Eat. Come on, all of us,
let's eat. Looks delicious, Maha.

It tastes delicious too.

EXPLOSIONS

PAN SIZZLES

You're supposed to be fasting.

I'll make just half a cup.
Morning, Baba.

Good morning. Sleep well?

Mmm, at times. I dreamt of yoghurt.

The water is on. Should I fill the
buckets and pans? Done. Good boy.

HELICOPTER WHIRS OVERHEAD

Stay away from the balcony.
They will see you with your tea.

The imam or the Americans? God!

HE LAUGHS

LOUD BOOM NEARBY

MUSIC PLAYS

PHONE RINGS

Yes? Mrouj, it's Uncle Nidal.

I need to speak to your father
about Sawsan.

ALARM BLARES

Muhsin, I don't know what to say,
I feel responsible.

Sawsan's friends,
they saw her last when?

Her friends from the university say
that she has not been attending.

You didn't know? You didn't notice?
What am I supposed to do,

follow her each morning,
question her each night?

She spoke of her classes.

I'm not her father.

Nidal, I know you're not her father.
I am her father.

She should have been at home.
She should have been with me.

You have been good to her.
And to me.

Has she stayed out all night before?

No, never.
Only when it has been agreed,

when it's family you can trust.

What time did she leave the house
yesterday? Her normal time, 7am.

So she has a routine? Yes.

So then she must be going somewhere,
if not to the university. Yes.

Did she seemed distracted, worried?

Was her behaviour normal? Yes.

Did you or Sawsan have any threats?

No. Any arguments
with other families?

None, none.

Any debts? Do you have any debt?

Nidal, I need to ask
these questions.

Is there a chance she could have
been abducted for ransom?

I have no debts,
I have no ransom, none.

I need you to write down everything
you have told me. Every detail.

Her friends, her teachers,

the addresses, phone numbers
of her friends, anything.

I need to see inside her room.

SAWSAN'S VOICE: Are you afraid,
Baba?

Sawsan did not
return from university yesterday.

She has not been attending
university. She is missing.

She has been working
for the Coalition Authority,

for the Americans.

Which now is a very dangerous
thing to be doing.

Mrouj...

Did you know?

Yes.

She said she was translating papers.

She gave me dollars.

I should have told you.

Sisters have their secrets,
it's normal.

Did she ever tell you who gave her
this work, who arranged it?

Did she say? No.

She mentioned no one,
she gave no name?

But her professor is
Professor Rashid. A woman.

OK. I know that she liked her.

I want you to look
at this list of names.

Not now, later. OK. Think.

Is there anyone
she mentioned more than the others?

Are there any names missing? OK.

We will do everything
we can to find her.

You and me.

SHE SOBS QUIETLY

Almost there, Mr Kibbert.

Not far. Has this all
been entirely necessary?

You cannot be seen. Meetings
like this do not happen in Iraq.

I guess not.

Sanaa, you know her father's dead?

She has no brothers.
I'm her elder cousin.

You're privileged, Mr Kibbert.
Understood.

I am fond of Candy.

Sanaa.

My intentions are good, honourable.

My cousin's very beautiful.

DOOR OPENS

Zahra?

Sanaa?

Sanaa, we're here.

Candy? Maybe I should just leave.

Sanaa?

This way.

Follow me, Mr Kibbert.

HE GASPS

BLOWS LAND

You will tell me the names of
the men who attacked my cousin,

or I swear I will k*ll you.

MAN CRIES OUT

Tell them about the reward!

No. No, I ever.

You?

No. Who is he?

A US citizen.

Move along.

INDISTINCT CONVERSATION

Good morning.

I'm Zubeida Rashid.

The young woman you spoke to just
now, she is your student?

Do you know her?

No, but I know the look on her face.
Worry.

At the very least.

Several weeks ago, she received a
death threat.

From who?

Could be any one of the 20 groups,
righteous or criminal.

Her crime that she is a woman,
with her own ideology.

It is a concern. Very much so.

My daughter. Sawsan.
She worked within your department.

She is missing.

She has not been home for two
nights. Tonight will be the third.

I'm truly sorry she's missing.

She has been earning dollars.

I have seen them.

Have you seen an identification
pass like this before?

I'm sorry.

I have nothing more to say.

My daughter is missing.

There's a chance
she may have been kidnapped.

There is the possibility that she
has already been k*lled.

I think you should leave now.

Is it possible she had also been
given a note? A threat?

Yes. She is an intelligent,
patriotic woman.

Patriotic?

Sawsan, like many,
believe in a secular and free Iraq.

But as her father,
you will know that.

She is young and impressionable.

Where is this free Iraq? Show me.

Look inside yourself.

I would like a list of names of all
the people Sawsan has worked with.

I'm sorry, you're not an inspector
any more. I'm a father.

You have no authority.

You will soon be a trespasser.
She is missing. Did you not hear?

I have another appointment.

Why do you not appear surprised
she has disappeared?

Because women in today's Iraq...

..have a habit of disappearing.

I will pray she is safe.

The pomegranates are supposed to be
good for you. Your kidneys.

They taste good.

Pop?

Do you believe she is alive?

Yes.

The professor knows more than
she is saying.

In the beginning, Sawsan
was in favour of the Americans.

But not any more.

She was earning dollars.
I don't believe she would help them.

Not simply for money.

Why risk herself working for people
she did not like or trust?

She wouldn't.

I looked at the list you gave me.

I don't remember her
talking about any of these people.

Not recently.

She sometimes spoke of friends she
called Candy and Laura. As a joke.

Candy and Laura? Yes.

Western names like Susie?

DOGS BARK

Why can't the Americans repair
the electricity?

Because they are only good at w*r.

Want me to read you poetry tonight?

No. Thank you.

I'm ready to sleep.

You're brave.

Like your mother.

THEY SING HAPPY BIRTHDAY

It's not a toy, it's a
responsibility.

You're getting older now. I want
one. When you're old enough, Sawsan.

We'll see, when you're old enough.

I want one.

HE SCREAMS

CHAOTIC YELLING

Papa!

Yes!

Yes! All you had to do was ask.

Papa!

Make the f*ck compliant.

We've got him, sir.
Confirmed three of diamonds.

HE QUESTIONS HIM IN ARABIC

Yes, yes! I am Mr Kadr al-Khafaji.

Good, we're getting somewhere.
Now will he confirm that he served

as party chairman and commander
in the militia?

No. No, f*cking no. I am police.

Not militia. Ask him in Arabic.

HE ASKS HIM IN ARABIC

No!

I am Inspector
Muhsin Kadr al-Khafaji,

with the Iraqi police service,
Baghdad Central police station.

I am not militia.

I've never been, never.
IPS - look at my files.

You burnt your files.

Not the archives, we never burn
the archives. Look at my files.

I respectfully suggest that
you are looking for someone else.

Sir. Sir.

Mr Temple, I have an urgent request
from Holding Facility Number Two.

The Three of Diamonds is claiming
not to be the Three of Diamonds.

I know you can see me, Frank.
I know you heard me.

Just leave it right there, Parodi,
I'll deal with it.

Urgent was the operative word
in that sentence.

I'll wait for a file of one
Inspector Muhsin Kadr al-Khafaji,

IPS Baghdad.

It'll need to be located and copied.
No file leaves this office.

I'll wait.
I like the taste of your coffee.

I'll deal with this, sir.
Thank you, Megan.

You know you're wasting your time,
Frank,

finding and retraining Iraqi police
officers. They're not interested.

True story?

It's my boys that stand guard
over Baghdad Central police station,

and it's my boys who deal
with all the sh*t that comes
through the door.

Iraqi police services
do nothing but watch TV

and polish their pistols. Fact.

They flat out refuse
to go out on the street.

Have you found your missing
American citizen yet, Captain?

What's his name? Kibbert.

We will. Dead or alive?

The former, I would guess.

You are military police.

Your job is to prevent
Chad kicking the sh*t out of Chuck,
and that's it.

I know those guys!
You're not real actual police.

Did they not tell you? And those
recruits you're talking about

that lack nothing except leadership,
senior officers,

the very men your president in his
limited wisdom decided to dismiss.

And you're the one to put it right.
You wear a cape, not a coat.

f*ck off, Parodi.
Oh, that's f*ck off, Captain Parodi.

And a word to the wise, Frank.

Do not diss the president,
not here.

Me, I couldn't care less, but it's
still called the Republican Palace
for a reason.

Party members everywhere.

Megan, I'll have a copy
of that file, please.

Translated. Sure.

Thank you.

You think he's a d*ck too, right?

No, sir.

He's a d*ck.

MAN STRUGGLES TO BREATHE

Argh!

Cigarette?
Of course he'll have a cigarette.

Hates Americans
but loves their tobacco, huh?

Which one of you is
Muhsin Kadr al-KhafajI?

Can you bring us some tea, please?

And we'll take a biscuit
if you have it?

A cookie.

You'll be relieved to know
we've determined you're not
the Three of Diamonds after all.

Then I can leave?

One thing does not follow the other.

These are not my clothes.

I really don't care. Erm...

My name's Temple, Frank Temple.

Like you, I'm not military,
never have been.

Like you,
I have a police background,

Metropolitan Police,
London, England.

I left my second career in business
to come to Iraq. I want to help.

As much as I can. May I see
my daughter, please, Mr Temple?

She is sick.

Yes, we'll talk about that.

You are an inspector in the IPS?
I was.

Twice over.

You were promoted then demoted.

Then worked your way
back up the ladder.

What was the reason for your fall?

It's in your file, but I'd prefer
your own words.

My son, Tariq.

He was arrested as a dissident
and ex*cuted.

But you remained loyal to S*ddam?

I remained loyal
to my wife and daughters.

What happened to your wife?
Your truth.

She died.

Cancer.

And sanctions.

Where is my daughter?

DOOR OPENS

Here.

DOOR CLOSES

Please.

I've been reading some of your
memos and reports.

I have access to the archive.

As well as being a detective,
you were an analyst, a strategist.

Yes.

I believe that men like you,
Inspector...

..are Iraq's future.

I'd like you to visit me tomorrow.

Or we can talk a little longer
right here.

Visit you where?

The Green Zone.

The Republican Palace no less.

I will not work for you.

Keep the appointment,
that's all I ask for now.

Bring your daughter.

Bring Mrouj.

If you wish, I can arrange
for her to see a doctor.

Get the dialysis she needs.

A functioning society
begins with law and order,

Inspector.

The entire criminal justice
system's being rewritten.

We've got experts working on it
right now.

Experts?

But what we really need is people.

People of integrity.

You can help me identify
those people.

Men like you.

This'll get the two of you
through the gates.

Checkpoint three.

There. That's my pitch.

Join me.

I pay in dollars.

HE SIGHS

SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC

HE OPENS BARRIER

Mrouj.

Mrouj.

It's Baba.

She's sleeping.

I called
hoping you had news of Sawsan.

Mrouj told me what had happened.

And she sounded afraid.

SOFT MOAN

HE SOBS

What happened to your moustache?

SHE POURS TEA

It was confiscated.

It will be sent to Washington
as an example of Iraqi culture.

SHE LAUGHS

THEY CHUCKLE

Thank you for coming here.

I couldn't not come.

HE SIGHS

We should have left years ago.

I would stay longer, but I can't.

Of course.

I will find you a taxi.

That is not necessary.
Omar will be waiting.

Professor, I allowed myself
to believe

that you may have been responsible
for my arrest.

I apologise.

You must do everything
you can for Mrouj.

Everything.

She's your country now.

MUFFLED SCREAMING AND WAILING

LOUD SOBBING

SHOUTS CONTINUE

SHOUTS CONTINUE

MUFFLED SCREAMS

JAUNTY MUSIC

MUSIC SLOWS

MUSIC INTENSIFIES

Sanaa!

SOUNDS DISTORT

MUFFLED SPEECH

DRAMATIC MUSIC

AMERICAN SOLDIER: ..be ready.
Be prepared...

HELICOPTOR WHIRS OVERHEAD

I was about to say
the exact same thing.

Read the signs and be ready.

Be prepared. That way, the line
will move more quickly.

Have a good day, sir.

Read the signs and be ready.

We can go back if you want to, Baba.

No. We've come this far.

We keep going.