01x06 - Stench of Death

[bunniefuu]

I want you to work with me,

-what do you say?
-I say yes.

-Were you afraid of him?
-Oh, I was.

Terrified. But I'm not that now.

Rule number one:
never keep Arthur waiting.

Everything I know,
I've learned in that room.

And the teacher was your mother?

Teacher, principal, prison guard.

So, why didn't your dad stop it?

He didn't know.
He thought he was doing us a favour.

So did his partner in mine,
Karl Gerber.

His two boys were the other
half of the school.

Lia come and meet my friends,
Nikolas and Jacob.

Nice to meet you!

We speak the universal language.

She's been fish-food for three days,
Guv.

Face, teeth and fingers gone
like the other one.

Did you tell Lia? About Nina?

No, Nina made her choice
when she ran.

Is there a second woman?

Yeah.

Now you need to pack a bag.

I'm not going anywhere.

To a hotel,
to keep you out of Arthur's way.

Have everyone ready to run.
Don't lose the phone.

These lads are proper scumbags.
So, no heroics.

Let's move out.

Sometimes my friends need to see
what happens to them...

...if they're not my friends.

The person whom you're trying to
reach is currently unavailable,

please leave a message.

-Anything?
-Just a voicemail.

Yeah. Same with Paddy.

You focus on Suzie.
Leave Paddy and Lia to us.

Okay.

The police know what you've done.
Nina. Daiga.

I know who you are. Nina's friend
who ran away on her first night.

-And you took it out on her.
-Yeah.

She could've made me
a fortune that night.

She did all four of them at once
for free.

Just to save you.
You could've worked it off.

On your back.

Go f*ck yourself. Nina was a friend.

Mine too.
She always found my best girls.

She had an eye for talent.

What a Pity.

This face could've made us
both some money.

For awhile...

Running away?

You understand Latvian?

I know a coward when I see one.

Such a mouth. Such a waste.

Say hi to Nina.

Did I k*ll him?

We have to get out of here.

We have to get these off
before anyone else comes. Okay?

Is he dead? Is he dead?

No.

He's still alive.

Okay. You have to call the police.

Police and ambulance for
a g*nsh*t victim. Okay?

You need to press the green button.

Police and ambulance for a g*nsh*t
victim. Alright? Okay?

Can you do that for me?

Ambulance and police... what?
Where? Where? I don't...

They'll find it using the signal.

Okay, we have to go.

Suzie?

Suzie?

The door was open and there
was blood on her pillow.

-Any help with the hotel cams?
-I will get to it.

I'm concentrating on Paddy and Lia.
Trying to track cars

leaving the hospital car park,
but it'll take all day.

Focus on Suzie.
Paddy can take care of himself.

Sorry. No. Paddy comes first.

-We have to report Suzie missing.
-No police.

-We don't break the rules.
-Do you remember the

time we bust the
g*y bashing ring in Streatham?

What does that have to
do with any...?

That huge b*stard discovered
I was wearing a wire

-tried to strangle me with it.
-Yes.

We had rules and luckily
Paddy was there.

He kicked the door down
and ignored it.

So I'm here, luckily.

So we break rules sometimes.

It's the same with Suzie.
She trusted us.

I said No!

Okay, I think this is a
team decision. Berg?

No, let's not start
picking teams again.

We did pick a team. The studio.
Focus on Paddy.

Shut the f*ck up.

We'd do the same thing for you,
if you vanished.

If I ever vanish, don't call
anyone outside of this room.

Paddy would do exactly the same.
No police.

Does that include ex-police?

-Oh my f*cking god.
-Oh my god, are you okay?

I'm fine. So Is Lia. She's outside in
Vanags' car in a little bit of shock.

-Okay.
-But then again so is he.

She put a fair-sized hole in him.

I'm going to bring her home
and get rid of the car.

I'll come with you.
Keep tracking Suzie.

Who are you?

Colleagues. Lia? Can you hear me?
The phone? Yalda?

Not now.

What happened to her?
Maybe she need hospital.

No.

What did you do to her?
What did you do to her?

She's out like a light.

I got the phone.

I'll be here when she wakes.
You go now. Go, go, Pali, pali.

Just take his keys and hide them.
He's not the walking man.

Then go to the bank and tell them
he's got your card.

Man, I have to deal with everything.
I'm at work now, alright?

Speak to you later.

Vanags' phone made
the emergency call.

No prints. Wiped, and he wasn't
in any shape to do that.

The g*n's with ballistics. Three
shots. One hit. Soft tissue damage.

Is he dead yet?

In theatre. 50/50 at the moment.

I think we all know
a few people

who'd throw a street party if he did.
Put an officer outside his room 24/7.

What is that doing on my desk?
Get that sim analysed.

And get a look at that 999 call
when you're at it. Jesus.

How is Duffy?

Broken arm.
Denying trafficking charges.

Says he's an unfortunate punter
nicked in an ill*gal raid.

Duffy will roll he just needs a push.
See you later.

And Vanags' car is still missing.

Find it.

Pity he's not inside.

You're as bad as Lia.

She's going to be okay, right?

How would I know?
I've never shot anybody.

Not even in the army. Her aim
was sh*t, but she didn't hesitate.

I told you. She could be one of us
if you just give her a chance.

-What about me?
-What?

Will you give me a chance?
Would you?

Hello. I'm an old friend of Lia's.
Can I come in?

She's not in. Just me.

Cat-sitter, okay?

Lia's allergic to cats.

Move foot or I call police.

Guys, anybody want to see
Hotel Unhackable the movie?

Yeah.

That's it?

What? Would you rather I made it up?

Wouldn't be the first time.

Maybe, her niece knows where she is.
Melanie something.

Melanie. That narrows it down
to about 20 f*cking thousand.

Piss off, Paddy. I'm doing my best.

We still have the interview.

Which we can't broadcast
without her release.

Put it on YouTube anonymously.

If it's not from a credible source,
Fried will say it's a fake.

Either way,
isn't the point finding Suzie?

So, she can sign the release.

I was thinking about maybe
making sure she's alive.

And what if we don't find her?

We leak the tape.

Okay.

What?

I may pretend to be other
people for a living.

But at least I'm not a bloody bluff
puppet.

Interview commences 15:23.
Sean Duffy.

You know this guy, right?

No comment.

Oh you're going to have to do
better than that, Sean.

That's funny,
because he says he knows you.

He pinned it all on you.
Sold you down the river mate.

prostit*tes, the acid...

f*cking amateur dentistry.
All of it.

Lawyer.

Interview ended at 15:25.

Listen Sean.
I don't give a f*ck about you.

I'm not here to save you.
You'll get what's coming to you.

Everyone does.

So we're going to sit here in silence
and you're going to decide

whether you want to take
the hit for all of this.

Tell me who shot him.

Don't be a prick.
I said tell me who shot him.

Alright then,
turn that thing back on.

Interview recommences 15:28.

Duffy put the whole thing on Vanags.

Shat himself when he found out
he was still alive.

They put a guard at his door
just in case.

Nothing that can place you and Lia
at the scene?

No only Vanags himself, but...

I doubt he's going to admit to
being shot by a woman.

Time for bed, Lady Macbeth.

-You've never even seen the play.
-So, what? You can tell me.

-Get away from me!
-Lia!

-Get away from me!
-Lia, no no no, Lia, Lia.

It is okay. You are safe.
You are safe.

No, Lia, Lia, stay here.

Get away from me!

Listen! Lia! Lia!
Look at me! Look at me!

Hey look at me.

Breathe Lia, slowly,
Breathe, breathe.

Good in, good, good. Slowly.

It's okay, it's okay.

According to a police spokesman

they pulled the porter back to
France. No injuries were recorded.

And now to Arthur Fried's
campaign in Bexley.

Which has received a further boost
as three high profile Tory donors

defect to his Fair Rule party.

I'm going to make some coffee,
you want some?

No.

...far right elements, maintaining
a hard line on immigration

attracting disaffected voters,
from both left and right.

There is a tide in the affairs of men

which, taken at the flood,

can lead to fortune.

Sorry?

Smarten yourself up a bit, darling.

-Hi.
-What do you want?

Is Lia there?

Five minutes, no more.

We were worried about you.

Is Vanags dead?

Almost.
He's going to be fine for his trial.

We're more concerned about Suzie.

She doesn't answer our calls.

And we need her to sign
the agreement.

She probably just got cold feet.

What about Yalda?

Still very poorly.
I sent her some visitors.

Is Fried done? He must be
wondering where I vanished to.

Fried's campaign is doing
extremely well without you.

Oh, it's for you.

What are you doing with...

Speak of the devil.

Arthur hi.

Yalda! What happened?

Ah Lia, I thought you'd
abandoned me in my hours of need,

like some people tend to do.

Sorry that's not me.
I was out of town at a funeral.

Oh, I'm so sorry. Friend or family?

Friend of a friend.
But I got a terrible cold.

I didn't want to give it to you when
you're out campaigning.

Poor you. Listen, Let's get this
business out of the way

and then you can get
a hot whiskey down you.

-Well, the place is wonderful.
-Isn't it?

Talking of which, Lucy.
We were just saying, this is perfect.

Can I have the whole floor for
the week after the election?

I'll get started on the paperwork,
shall I?

Fantastic. Thank you.
I love this country.

-Lia?
-Yeah?

You okay?

Yeah... Sorry just this bug.
Don't let me give it to you.

Well, if I haven't already caught it
after shaking ten thousand hands

of the great unwashed,
I'll think I'm probably immune.

Don't worry.
My intentions are honourable.

You're a very, very beautiful woman,
of course.

But frankly my interests lie, here.

Politics used to be a slow old game.

Spending years standing around in
no-hope constituencies,

waiting to get noticed.

But now, if you're smart

and you know somebody that
understands social media...

you can go straight to the top.

Straight back down again.



Not you. Annabelle.

They just sort of stay there,
defying gravity.

I can't get used to 'em.

Anyway, I'm looking for a
replacement.

-You... you... you just got married.
-No, not for Annabelle.

For Toni.

I need somebody young,
smart, fresh, sexy.

And just foreign enough
to be interesting.

It would show we're not
a bunch of little Englanders.

Arthur, the party would
never stand for it.

Maybe not now.

Give it six months.

You'd have them eating out of
your germ-ridden hand.

It's time to go. Leave her to sleep.
Come on.

-Bye, get well soon.
-Bye, sweeties.

We can come back tomorrow.

Bye, darling.

The opposition are exaggerating our
lead in the hope that my people

will stay away from the polls.

They don't know us
very well, do they?

When are you going to appoint a
replacement for Toni Gallagher?

That's up to the party. But we do
have some strong young candidates.

-Can you give us some names?
-How did Gallagher communicate

with AXE without you knowing, Arthur?

I really don't know.
I reported it as soon as I found out.

And the electoral committee
will confirm that.

How did Annabelle break her arm?

Why don't you answer that, darling.

Whilst riding. I tried to answer the
phone mid-gallop and fell off.

Silly me.

I'm going to propose a law
against texting on the gallop.

As soon as I'm elected!

Paddy, it's Maggie.
She's gone. Katya.

Look, I just turned around
and she'd vanished.

Outside the hospital. Can you just
get your a*s down here!

Daiga was my sister.

You sell her to a monster.
Then me. Next Anya.

Daiga was beautiful.
You took her face with acid.

And now.

No. No!

No! No!

-No! No!
-Katya, No.

He's not worth it.

Please some things you can't undo.

-No, don't!
-No, no, no!

Don't, no!

Water!

Delete last thirty minutes in
the ICU and entrance. Okay?

She's fine. But poor old Vanags has
developed an incontinence problem.

I think you should stay away
from a career I nursing?

Get them in the car, straight there.
No stops.

Alright, tell me what happened later.

Open the door. I'm stuck in here.
Open the door. Thanks love.

Okay, Paddy.

So, you were never really there.
Okay.

By brick and by stone

-The England we love
-What the f*ck is going on?

The England we cherish

For queen and for country

Our pride will not perish

-Statues of heroes
-Hey.

-Stand ready for w*r
-0911.

Our ways and values

They fought and died for

Sonnets of Shakespeare

The Brontë s...

Your party attracted AXE,
a bunch of Neo-n*zi th*gs.

They started a riot where a child
was k*lled.

That was the action of one individual
who I immediately expelled.

Fair Rule is a mainstream party
full of decent,

hard-working, fed up British people,
black or white.

I can't find Suzie.

I've been calling,
left tons of messages,

but she doesn't get back to me.

I have no idea where she is.

Her lawyer called.

Why?

She won't let us use the interview.

She won't even see us.

-Maybe if it was just me...
-Maybe if it was just me,

-we would have her signature already.
-She listened to me.

She listened to me.

You and Suzie.
You've both been abused.

That's why you connected.

-This is about Suzie, not me.
-That's why you left Finland.

-Mari, stop it.
-And that's why you had to move

-from your place.
-Leave me alone!

Okay, wait, wait, wait.

I'm sorry.

I just can't stop it when it comes,
it just...

I want to tell you something.

Come with me.

Everybody has their own star.

Everyone who has ever lived,
and will ever live.

That's your star.

Now and forever.

That's mine. The North Star.

Aarne was very kind, very gentle.

They knew that.

The Gerber boys set their mission to
destroy him without touching him.

The perfect victim.

Who are they?

There were four of us
at the home school.

Aarne, me and two brothers,

sons of Dad's partner in the mine.

the man my mother left my father for.

That must have been awkward.

I hated her long before that.

-Comment allez-vous?
-Comment allez-vous?

-How do you do?
-How do you do?

-Comment tu t'appelles?
-Comment tu t'appelles?

-What is your name?
-What is your name?

Comment allez-vous?

Comment allez-vous?

My mother's ethos was unique.
It was like Montessori meets Mengele.

What did she do?

She drugged us.

Larotozene,
that was the name of the drug.

It was like a kick in the brain.

It worked differently on
different people.

It boosted pre-existing
characteristics of personality...

and suppressed the others.

It made you read people.

I saw things about my mother...

Horrible things.

She knew that. She hated it.

But for Aarne, the injections,
they just made him slower.

Why did she do it?

It was a part of her
great experiment.

She wanted to produce
her own little master-race.

She gave birth to her own lab rats.

-Her own children?
-Yeah.

Aarne got worse.

The Gerber brothers,
they tricked him.

They said
that we're all in this together

and he should
pretend to hang himself.

And that they would rescue him.

He believed them.

And then they said that's
the only way my mother would stop

the study and the injections and that
we could just be able to play.

He tried to k*ll himself so
your mother would take pity on him.

He was always an optimist.

Of course, the Gerber brothers
had no intention of stopping him.

They just wanted to watch.
They enjoyed it.

My dad took us away that night.

The end of our family.

End of my childhood.

And wherever Aarne's mind went,
never came back.

Lia, Lia, wait!, Lia.

I'm so sorry. I just want
to know that you are safe.

Safe? Safe?

You locked me up.

Hit me, and you almost k*lled me.

I know and I'm sorry.

I have changed and I need you.

And I know that you need me.

The people around you,
they are not your friends.

I can save you.

Matti...

You can't even save
yourself.