03x03 - Second Chance

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One, two. Mike check.

One, two. Mike check.

They're showing me the door.

If I stop working, I'll die.

And I don't feel like dying.

The day I had my retirement party
was the worst day of my life.

After the fall of the dictatorship,
I dreamt of changing the world.

But the world was so rotten
that it ended up changing me.

I became a crooked cop.

The context helped.

The times, the society,
the political party.

It doesn't take much.
And it's easy to get away with it.

Besides, there's a very fine line
between right and wrong.

It's so fine, sometimes you don't realize
you've crossed it.

I always knew
how to tell right from wrong.

Yet, I always made the wrong choice.

It was easier.

And it got me here.

Until I was ousted
and I found myself all alone.

I begged for a second chance.

One last case.

Anything to remain active.

I love my work.

My work and music.

I'm an artist at heart.

I love music.

If there's something that makes me
feel better, it's music.

Music and my work.

Maybe that's why
I don't dare stay home alone.

I need to keep myself busy.

Maybe that's why
I choose music and my work.

Anything so that I don't have to face
my immeasurable loneliness.

And then I met her.

She's got style. She's got guts.

She tells me off.

And she's not afraid.

I wouldn't have liked her
when I was younger.

I always wanted women
to be quiet, detached, nonessential.

But she's the opposite.

- How long are you in town?
- I don't know.

Not long. But I'm close by.

- Where are you from?
- Paxos.

Have you been?

Yeah, it's very nice.

Is that where you live?

Yeah. Why?

No reason. It's really nice.

I'm getting bored here.

Should we grab a drink?

Are you out of your mind?

I have a friend who sings at a bar.
You'd enjoy it.

He sings foreign stuff too.

Come on. Don't overthink it.

We can get a cab,
and then I'll take you back to your hotel.

- If you want, we can sleep together too.
- Oh!

Don't act so surprised.
I used to be very good in bed.

Yeah, buddy!

Right on, my friend!

Where am I?

This isn't possible.

What happened? No!

What did I do?

How embarrassing!

Hey. Awake already?

Care for a cup of coffee?

I'm doing my morning workout.

- What did you put in my drink?
- Whiskey.

Do you want an aspirin?

No, I want to leave.

What did we do? What happened?

You drank a lot.

You didn't know how to get back.
It was pretty funny.

What else did we do?

I told you that I'm very good in bed.

- Really?
- Don't you remember?

No.

I'd remember something like that.

You were so hot!

Come on! We didn't do anything.

We were so drunk, I don't even remember.
I woke up on the couch.

You slept with your clothes on.

Take it easy. We didn't do anything.

That place you took me to was a dump.

- Do you have no shame?
- Everyone flirted with you.

- Even an American with no teeth.
- Don't be ungrateful.

- I'm leaving.
- Admit it.

You can't resist my charm.

Have a good day, Sotiris.

Thank you for your hospitality.

- It's Demosthenes.
- Yeah, right. Demosthenes.

Bye, Demosthenes.

Are we still having coffee later?

I didn't go, of course.

I knew I'd run into her in Paxos.

I had a second chance
to do the job I love,

and this time,
I didn't want to screw it up.

And I screwed up bad.

After all, I'm a magnet for bad luck.

CHAPTER III
SECOND CHANCE

I'm a magnet for bad luck.

So?

For a short while.

While I'm here.

Okay. Thank you.

How do you feel?

It's like I never left.

I've missed this.

Okay!

Haris?

Oh. What a surprise.

Hi. What are you doing here?

- Did you bring the Theodorakis Orchestra?
- Yes. Why?

I played with them in Corfu.
I know everyone.

What do you want?

- Will Emmanuel be conducting?
- Yes. I asked him to.

To help us while he's here.

Did you have to bring that orchestra?

We knew them.

They came last time as well.

Did we need your permission?

Or should we stay locked up in our houses
until you leave?

- Are you kidding me?
- You can come and listen.

But, please, don't embarrass me.

You're the one embarrassing me.

Not just me. Everyone! What is this?

You're all out of your minds
on this damn island!

Let me tell you something.

There's more to life
than your miserable job.

And this is the only place on the island
where people can be a little more normal.

So unless you have something about music
you want to talk to me about,

don't come back here.

If you want to ask me about your case,

interview me like everyone else.

You know I've been avoiding that.

You shouldn't have been.
I'm willing to talk anytime.

Goodbye.

It's like she's created a space
that's protected from anything bad.

And she didn't do that by chance.

Maybe it's all she has left.

That's why we're kind of alike.

She protects all of them in here.

What a pity that I have to ruin this.

So, Mrs. Nakos.

- You were here during the festival?
- Yes.

I think I came around the same time.

This island has a thing with music.

- Hello.
- Honey, I think she's sleepy.

- Should I put her to bed?
- Yes, but not for long.

- She's so cute.
- Sure is.

Her cereal is on the bench.

Okay. Bye.

Sorry about that.

As I told your husband--

Ex-husband.

Right.

You were here during the festival.

You left the day after
Mr. Bantis was reported missing.

We left the day after the festival ended.

I didn't know him.

Nor was I close to his family.

I came for a very specific reason.

A personal reason?

Yes. To tell Orestis that I was pregnant
and that we should give it another shot.

We were separated at the time.

Again.

I'm more interested
in your sudden departure

than your personal issues.

But our sudden departure
was because of our personal issues.

I was pregnant,
I came here, asked for a second chance,

and we went to Athens to give it a shot.

- Which failed miserably, but...
- Why was that, if I may ask?

He's in love with that girl.

We've been through a lot.

But I think that we've come to terms
with the situation now.

We have a child together, so...

Like they do in Sweden.

Sure, Stockholm.

Do you know the mayor's family?

Klelia's family.

Yes, but not well.

I'm not close to anyone on the island.

As I said on the phone, there's nothing
that links me to this case.

And your husband?

Klelia.

She's the reason we left so suddenly.

And she's the reason he's still here.

No, I asked him to stay.

Believe me, he'd stay anyway.

Anyway, I'm more than willing to help you,
but I'm not the right person.

I'm not even sure what's happened.

A crime.

And your husband
is connected to everyone involved.

Mr. Kouvas, can I tell you something?

The only real connection my husband has
is with his music.

He wouldn't get involved in this.
He doesn't care about people.

This is coming
from the mother of his child.

Sorry to put you in an awkward position.

No. You didn't.

I wanted to come here.

I don't want the kid
away from him for long.

It's not good for her.

It's Klelia you put
in an awkward position.

Yeah, it's all messed up.

They're all so entangled with each other
and obsessed in a dysfunctional manner...

This way of life is so unfamiliar to me.

So you'll stay
a few more days for the child?

I'd rather not.

If you want me to, of course...

Okay?

The wife who was cheated on
and was honest about her husband.

Thank you.

He knows. He doesn't give a sh*t about us.

He's only playing dumb.

He knows, and he's fishing.

Can we go out to eat?

I can't stay in here.

That woman is the only one
who didn't confuse me.

I don't know if she's here
to see me or her husband.

Although she calls him her ex,
she wants the opposite.

She's covering for him.

But mainly for her own reasons.

Another one thinking
of their own best interest.

We're alike.

The number you have dialed is busy.

What did I tell you?

Why did you go without telling me?
You f*cking b*tch!

b*tch! Why?
Why didn't you say anything, you sl*t?

Why did you hide it from me?

You'll regret it!

Why did you go there?

What did I say?

I'm gonna beat the sh*t out of you!

What did I say?

Hello. What's the matter?

Here's the address of the house
and the owner's name.

He beats up his wife
and no one does anything about it.

- Why don't you go to the police?
- Aren't you a cop?

No. I'm not in that division.
I don't have the authority.

Why not go to the station?

No one will do anything.
He's his best man.

What can I say?

I just passed by the house
and I heard her screaming.

He beats the sh*t out of her.
And he'll keep doing it.

And no one has the authority
to do anything.

Instead of trying to find out
who k*lled an evil man,

try to save an innocent person.

I want you both to leave.
Being here is causing problems.

What kind of problems?

I'll leave.

Wait a minute.
What kind of problems are we causing?

He's figured it all out.

Your presence doesn't help.

Antonis, I'm sorry
about the way I talked to you.

Do you have no shame?
Doesn't our being here suit you anymore?

- Klelia!
- We're here because of you.

We're all trying to help.
For you, it's business as usual.

What's this bullshit?
Do you realize the position I'm in?

I'm trying to save your brother.
It's all his fault.

Who told Charalambos
about Spyros and Antonis?

Who started it all? Did you forget?

You did. And you're trying
to pin it on Antonis?

That's what bothers him.

If I wasn't a h*m*,
he wouldn't have talked to Charalambos.

That's unfair. I'm trying to protect you.

Bullshit!

Are you serious?

You even tried to get Spyros
to work for you.

You would sell us all out tomorrow.
How are you trying?

When did you do something for us?

We're an obstacle to you.
You're scared and you want us to leave.

You don't give a sh*t
if all this has f*cked up your son.

I k*lled a man! Do you get it?

The beach speech was bullshit.
You're afraid I'll turn you in!

That's enough!

I never want to see you again.

- I love you too, Dad.
- Antonis!

Klelia, can I please
talk to your brother in private?

It's your house.
You'll stay for as long as you want.

I promise that I won't let anything
happen to you

or those you care about.

They've already suffered.
You, most of all.

- It's not just your father's fault.
- You're becoming like him.

- That's why I left.
- And why were you here with them?

Because I'm trying to help. All of us.

Nice try, Mom. Well done.

ORESTIS

I never had children.

I'd find it very difficult.

I'd have to take care of them.

And I was never good at protecting
anyone else other than myself.

I find it easier
dealing with dishonest people.

I missed you.

Me too.

What is it?

- She's only staying a few days. Really.
- Do you think that's what worries me?

The kid?

Maybe that's confused me too.

- The kid will be there in Athens too.
- I know.

And while I'm okay with that,
the situation makes me feel bad.

- Don't feel bad.
- Awkward. Is that a better word?

Yes. Because that's how I feel too.
It's normal that we feel awkward.

And how do we get over it?

By being patient, I guess.

If we're certain
about how we feel about each other...

I am.

Are you?

I don't want to be heartbroken again.

And I'm dealing with so many issues
that are more important.

- Our relationship should come first.
- It can't.

How can we live in a bubble
when everyone is like this?

What are you trying to say?

We've jumped into this headfirst,
and I just think we should take it easier.

Right.

I'm trying to protect myself.

- So I won't see you?
- Didn't you say "no drama"?

I don't like this.

Neither do I, but I'm trying to handle it.

I can't stand not seeing you.

Can you please calm down?

- It will pass.
- Are you really angry, or is this an act?

If you are, I'll get angry too.

I don't like your priorities.

Am I wrong?

Being on edge doesn't make them important.

What would you expect me to do?

I'm in love, not stupid.

I just said that I'm overwhelmed
by what you're dealing with.

You're having second thoughts.

- That's what bothered me.
- I'm not.

Thank you for coming.
I won't keep you long.

You had the least contact
with Charalambos.

I just have a couple of questions.

Congratulations, by the way.

I hear you're an excellent pianist.

- Do you study at the Conservatory?
- Yes.

I'm being unpleasant, I know.

It must be hard for you.

Everyone you're close to
is involved in this case.

It's not hard.
They haven't done anything wrong.

Right and wrong
is subjective in such cases.

No, it's very clear to me.

- Your relationship with Mr. Emmanuel?
- You know all about it.

Tell me about your father.

About his work,
your relationship, your mother.

It's not great.

It's often tense, but for other reasons.

- How is this relevant?
- Do you love your brother?

- What kind of question is that?
- Mr. Emmanuel?

Very much.

- You'd do anything to help them.
- Of course. If they were in danger.

I don't know how relevant
your case is to those close to me.

As you imagine,

I wouldn't say anything bad
about Orestis or my brother.

You're talking to the wrong person.

You didn't tell me about your father.

I don't know what to tell you.

My father is my father.

I have nothing else to tell you.

We're not close.

But he's still my father.

That's it.

It's an anxiety attack.

Nothing to worry about.

I know. I've had it before.

And?

My mother gave me a pill
that you gave her, to calm me down,

but she doesn't live at home now.

- That's why I came here.
- Just for that?

No.

But it's very important
to take something now.

Antonis said he talked to you.

He freaked out and didn't stay.

I'd like to spend
some time with you in the future.

I'd like that too.

- All this is not you.
- Not at all.

We're alike.

Orestis?

Half or a whole one?

Half. You don't need more.

How did you cope for so long?

I can't cope
with being collateral damage all the time.

- Is that what we are?
- Yes.

We say that we don't care,
but we don't mean it.

I couldn't do it for so many years.

You learn how to. And it's convenient.
You don't want the responsibility.

Can I have another one, just in case?

Can I give you some advice?

I'd rather have the pill.

External factors are always against us.

If you depend on them, you usually leave.

But for some,

there comes a moment when things change.

It takes patience.

Has that moment come for you?

Not yet.

So it may never come.

Maybe.

My mother was a different person
in Athens. She was much better.

In Athens.

- She's trying.
- I know.

Don't let all this consume you.

If it happens again, call me.

Okay. Thank you very much.

Klelia...

Your brother is not well.

I know. He's the reason I stay.

Hi.

So you won't talk to me now?

- I have nothing to say.
- I apologized.

I've heard that before.

Don't do this, Mom.

I lost it and I apologized.

I'm stressed. Try to understand me.

Up to a point.

I won't forgive everything.

Spyros?

I was looking for some tranquility.

That's why I came.

To light a candle and then leave.
I don't have anything to say.

Stay as long as you want.

And come back whenever you want.

And if you ever want to talk to someone,
I'm here for you.

I'm not sure that's possible.

Why not?

I've known you since you were a kid,
and now you're a grown man.

I know that what you were going through
with your father

was very hard and unfair.

I kept praying for you.

Maybe if I wasn't the way I am,

my father wouldn't have
such an issue with me

and he'd be alive today.

Who knows?
Maybe that's why I feel so guilty.

Even the most violent man, Spyros,

has a good spot deep in their soul.

He didn't.

I want to understand.

Why am I so tormented by what I feel?

What do you feel?

Do you remember when I was a kid,
how I helped you with Mass on Sundays?

Very well.

I wanted to be like all of you.

I felt so peaceful in here.

Until I realized, as I got older,

what I am.

I didn't want it.

I didn't choose it.

I avoided it as much as I could.

Do you know
how many hours I've spent in here,

praying that I'm not what I actually am?

And that my father loves me?

None of my prayers were heard.

But now others are in pain because of me.

I hit Yianna.

My mother doesn't talk to me.

Everyone's suffering because of me.

And I'm still struggling with what I am.

No matter how you are, Spyros,
you're welcome here.

Would you really accept
a g*y man in your church?

That's what I am.

Do you want me to leave?

No.

You wanted to talk.

I wanted some tranquility.

You were right to talk to me, son.

I didn't know what you were going through.

And now that you know?

Can you do something about it?

No.

But can I ask you

why you came here to sit alone,

since this place disappointed you?

Not all people are the same, Spyros.

And not all fathers are the same either.

We don't all fit everywhere,

in every human community.

Even among us, who represent love...

I love Antonis with all my heart.

Which love are you talking about?
Why can't I fit in here too?

Tell me.

My love.

You will always have it.

I'll always welcome you in here.

But the others won't.

You won't always be here.

And this house of love
can't be selective about who it accepts.

Isn't that right?

I don't lay down the laws, Spyros.

But you serve them.

You keep them in place.

You pass them along.

And that's so unfair.

It is.

Can I now have some time alone, please?

Of course, my son.

Of course.

Come back.

Good evening.

Are you okay?

Sorry to disturb.
Just wanted to see if you're okay.

So you won't do anything about it?

What can we do, dear colleague?
She won't press charges.

You won't help a woman suffering?
What kind of cops are you?

They're foreigners.
They're always fighting.

Don't bother.
You have a lot on your plate. Let it be.

If she wants, she can come here.

How's the investigation going?

- Is it finished?
- No. Why?

- Do you want it to be?
- Me?

- I don't meddle in things I shouldn't.
- Why shouldn't you?

Are you not allowed?

If I were your age,

I'd take my boat
and I'd spend my whole day fishing.

If Ι ask you a couple of questions,
as a colleague, will you tell the truth?

Congratulations.

So we'll start
with Klelia playing the piano,

Antonis the mandolin,
and the strings will follow.

Where do you think this should take place?

I don't know. The pier here could be nice.

As if it matters. It won't be the same.

It won't, but it may be much nicer.

You understand
why I insist on having this festival.

Do you understand why I'm not leaving?

I ought to be staying home,

hiding away.

Is all this too vain?

Is what I'm doing so bad?

I'm trying to exorcise it.

As do we all.

So I'm not a really bad person, right?

No, you're not.

This is my last time.
I want to live it to the fullest.

Good.

Let's go.

The moon claimed your eyes

And rose to the sky

Its silver is an ailment

And you are like host

On my palate

A mirror of my haunted dreams

Conveyed by a Mercury god

Shine on me, look

For in my heart

There's a bitter paper airplane

I breathe my bloody love

Like a flailing stingray

The moon claimed

Your eyes

So that I'd have a beacon

To light my nights

What am I supposed to do with all this?

It's a token of my appreciation.

At least now the b*stard got the message.

Everyone heard

and they passed on the signal like ants.

Even his best man will turn on him.

I know, it's a bit selfish.

But it's very important to me.

If all this happened
when I was getting beaten up, who knows--

Maybe I'd just be here on vacation.

These will keep you going
until you get the hell out of here.

I mean, until you leave.

I'm sorry, but I didn't like you at all.

And you won't,
as soon as I have to do my job.

Well, I think I'll take a break today.

Yes, you should.

Thank you for everything.

Mrs. Maria...

When I went to the station,
the young man on duty...

I started asking him questions,

and he showed me a photo of his kids.

He was also thinking about his kids.
That's why he kept quiet.

But his way of thinking

may actually be harmful to them.

I agree.

We're doomed to put our children first.

Maybe in the wrong way.

But fear trumps everything else.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

HELLO.

ΗΙ...

I'M SORRY

ABOUT WHAT?

YOU KNOW.

NO, WHAT HAPPENED?

I'M g*y.

NO WAY... OMG... WTF...

I was such an as*h*le.

- I'm sorry.
- And I behaved like a b*tch.

You were right.

Is it wrong
that I prefer the as*h*le version?

Yes.

You're not getting the ring back.

I understand.

So not at all?

Nothing?

You won't miss the girls at all?

I'll always miss them. A little.

I need to come up with a story
to tell my mother.

Let's go drink.

If you want, I can forget
what we talked about. I don't mind.

No?

No.

Okay.

Can we admit that we've failed as mothers?

Yes.

And us not talking doesn't help.

- Especially our children.
- I agree.

Isn't it time to do something about it?

I'm trying.

There is only one way.

To tell the truth.

The more we cover for them,
the harder it is for them.

This charade has to end.

We are responsible for what's happened.

- If we say the truth--
- It's not that simple for me.

Whose side are you on?

I'm on your son's side.

Hello?

Good evening.

- Did you ask to see me?
- Yes, please come in.

Another ice cream?

That damn Litsa is next to your office.
It's impossible to resist.

- How do you manage?
- You get used to it. Take a seat.

What happened?

- I heard there was an incident?
- Yeah.

Somebody hitting his wife.
Nothing too serious.

I shouldn't have gotten involved.

You were right to do so.

I passed the info along.
There will be consequences.

Was it that easy?

When I can help, I do so.

They live here,
but they're foreigners. Anyway.

I called you here for a different reason.
I want us to be honest this time.

I hope so.

- I talked to your colleagues in Corfu.
- My colleagues?

Yes, some former commissioners

who now work in the private sector,
and some contacts of mine who know you.

And what did they say?

Great things.

Sorry. I'm confused.

I'd like to talk to you
about my future plans.

- Regarding the case?
- No, it has nothing to do with that.

The case will close.

You're doing a great job,
and I hope you get to the bottom of it.

I'm thinking ahead.
That's what I want us to talk about.

Ahead?

Would you be interested
in a collaboration?

- I'm talking to investors.
- What kind of investors?

Foreign businessmen who will help
in the development of the island.

But the island is developed.

I'm impressed by how it's remained intact
and preserved its identity.

That will change.

Why should it?

Times change. The world changes.

Investment is one thing, abuse is another.

No one is talking about abuse.

I'm talking about infrastructure.
An airport, a port, malls.

Things that will improve
the quality of life.

This is my vision for the island as mayor.

Urbanization?

You don't understand.

I'm talking about a unique opportunity
that we'll all benefit from.

You have a peculiar view
about what's good.

I'm a businessman.
My main concern is profit.

I agree, but what kind of profit
are we talking about?

I want honest and trustworthy partners

whose experience will be useful.

Can we switch to a first-name basis again?

Are you implying
that I'd have to stop what I'm doing?

No, not at all.

Your investigation is independent.
It will finish at some point.

Think of it as a second chance.
Professionally.

My partners are serious businessmen.
They have a lot of money.

This is just the beginning.

Stracciatella.

That's what I should have bought.
Not f*cking mocha.

Goodnight.

What I used to be

is now flourishing
and they call it "investment."

Globalization for you.

I f*cked up.

I should have taken it.

It's true. It's an opportunity.

I'll have money until my old age.

I like it here, the job has no risks,

and I'll get to see Haris...

But f*ck it.

I said I'd be clean this time.

I can't control anything.

What does that mean?

- I don't know.
- You do.

I'm thinking of the kids.

The sooner he leaves,

the sooner everything
will go back to normal.

- Do you trust her?
- Yes.

Can I trust you?

Yes.

What the f*ck are you waiting for?
He's not on the take.

It's clear. He knows.

As soon as someone talks,
he'll arrest Fanis and the rest.

Do you see another solution?
I'm asking you.

I'm asking you!

Go talk to him and explain
what's happened. If you don't, I will.

This is ridiculous!

If something happens to him,
you'll be worse than Fanis.

- I don't want my son to go to prison.
- You'll put that man in danger?

When did you become like this?
What the f*ck are you waiting for?

Am I the only one rational here?

When people are under pressure,

everyone starts thinking selfishly.

Alliances are formed,

people pick sides,

everyone tries to save themselves
in their own way.

Unless they have a common goal.

Or a common enemy.

If you find their weaknesses,

you can destroy them.

But if they work together,

they can annihilate you.

Who k*lled Charalambos?

Antonis.

What are you looking for,
and how can I help?

You know very well what I'm looking for.

I'm not certain.

A m*rder was committed.
My job is to find out who did it.

That's why you're here?

For someone
no one would ever waste any time on?

That doesn't stop me from doing my job.

- And you always did your job well?
- Yes.

Not always honestly. But I did it well.

It's my husband you're after.

You know what Fanis is involved in,

and you want the people he works for.

Am I wrong?

No.

So you also know
about your husband's generous gesture?

Close Charalambos's case.

Let it go.

And I'll give you the information you need

to catch the people you're after.

Your husband is in politics,

and this is a huge case.

It's not something I can do by myself.

I'll have to inform the prosecutor,

and have a task force sent here.

My husband is being threatened.

As a result,
my entire family is in danger.

What would you do in my position?

Mrs. Milonas,

I've known all about Fanis's business
for a long time.

You're who I've been waiting for.

Under one condition.

I don't want my son
to suffer any repercussions.

Me neither.

I want us to cooperate.

You have my word.

MAESTRO IN BLUE

It's my husband you're after.

You know what Fanis is involved in,

and you want the people he works for.

Am I wrong?

No.

Close Charalambos's case.

Let it go.

And I'll give you the information you need

to catch the people you're after.

Your husband is in politics,

and this is a huge--

And just like that,

my second chance

came somewhat unexpectedly.