01x04 - Episode 4

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What do you call that...

Mum. Mum!

f*ck!

f*ck indeed.

You're not gonna...

How could you...

You started it.

You didn't need to do that.

Oh, really? Didn't you just
try and sh**t him?

Yeah, but I thought he was gonna k*ll you!

Don't you two ever shut up?

Why?

Like I said, darlin',
whoever wants you has money.

And they won't stop
till they get what they want.

I see, so you thought you'd dispose of me
and then they'd leave you alone?

Well, yeah, not a bad plan, actually.

Let me help you. I can still help you.

Have you got a backup of that laptop?

Like I told you, it's gone.
What does it matter anyway?

When the sh*t hits the fan,
you always run.

So let me help you.

Alright?

Let me help you run.

Or are you just gonna leave me
to bleed out in the dust.

Or option three.

- Mum.
- Oh, she's a cold one, your ma.

Arse on her like a ten-year-old Cuban boy.

But there's a cave,

a space where her heart used to be.

He's not armed. Just...

He would have put a b*llet
through both our heads.

Oh, no. Just you. That was the brief.

Mum, let's just leave.

Listen, I can help you disappear,

you know that, Jules.

So what's it gonna be?

Are you okay?

No.

You?

I'm numb.

Right. Probably get quite used
to the old smell of death?

That's not a joke.

Well, it's funny, though.

In some circles.

You don't get a lot
of levity in my circle.

Just double crossing then
brutally k*lling each other.

Yeah, there is quite a lot of that.

Musty.

Where exactly are we now?

It's a safe house.

I used to share it with Pavel, actually.

The guy whose brain
you smashed in with a rock.

Yeah, wasn't sure
if it'd still be active, but...

Well, it is, so we can stay here
while we make a plan.

We'll be safe here.

And now you should get some rest.

Oh, no. I'm not tired.

You always say that when you're tired.

Yeah, when I was 10.

And then you'd do this, you push back.

Yes.

Come on.

We should get some sleep.

Yeah, and then what, Mum?

Then... tomorrow's another day.

My fiancée left.
Several people have tried to k*ll me.

I find out my entire life's been a lie
and that's the best you've got,

a f*cking cliché?

Everything happens for a reason.

Sleep does sound good.

Thanks.

You look like sh*t.

You look worse.

It's this ket.

Stuff I got off Mungo.

He said, 'Take this
and you'll have the night of my life'.

Only, every time I have it, it's so good
I have a bit more and then I blackout.

Then maybe stop doing ketamine.

Hey, what's... Albania like?

Can you f*ck off, I'm so tired.

Hard to sleep when you know
someone's put a hit out on you.

You're all good now.

As you can see,
no one's gonna get you here.

Pl... Can... Please, can you just
leave me alone to sleep?

So... that guy that emailed called.

Jasper.

- Did you, did you get his number?
- No I... hung up.

So if... if... if we found out what this
Chantaines thing was all about then...

we'd know, right?
That we weren't actually in danger.

What are you trying to say?

So, Dad has a safe.

Behind that old row
of books in his office.

I came in last night, and he was reading
this like letter on a bit of yellow paper.

I came in and when he saw me
he tried to hide it.

He's being so weird.
Like weirder than usual.

And he hid it in the safe?
Behind a row of books?

Then what happened?

Did he howl 'Scooby Dooby Doo' afterwards?

No, I don't think so.

Look, there's no guarantee that this
has anything to do with Chantaines.

No. But... it'd be nice to know,
wouldn't it?

What this is all about?

Whether we are in danger or not.

Not that we are.

Dad's got his fellas outside.

Yeah. We're in good hands.

Has the money landed yet?

Just now.

Good.

I'll call you when it's done.

We should eat.

What the f*ck is that?

Salad.

It was all they had.

A salad of... meat?

I... I think it's meat.
The label came off.

It's not bad. I mean...
it's not good, but it's not bad.

Yeah, I... I can't eat this.

Given the circumstances, you can
probably take the day off the high horse.

Oh, I'm all good thanks. I'd rather
stay here, quite happy on the horse.

Alright. Suit yourself.

You'll soon be so hungry
you'll have to eat the f*cking horse.

It smells like it might actually
be horse, Mum.

What? Who is it?

Cyrus! Come up!

I'm assuming Cyrus isn't also here
to try and k*ll us?

Ah, that'd be pretty rude seeing
as I invited him here.

So, who exactly is he?

He's an old friend.

Well, an acquaintance.

Friend.

Which one?

I don't like to put a label on things.

Julie!

This is Cyrus!

Cyrus! Hey. Right, of course!

You look as beautiful as ever.

As do you. Come through.

It's been a while.

- Yeah.
- I heard you were out of the business.

Well, I'm trying to be.

Good for you. One day I will leave too.

And I will go home.
I will follow my dream.

- You're not still...
- Pizza Express, yes!

I will open the very first one in Nicosia!

Bringing the taste of Italy
to the Cypriot capital!

I think Pizza Express originated
in the UK.

Who is this?

I'm Edward.

You're very funny, Edward.

How's Pavel?

Haven't seen him for a long time.

I like Pavel.

Yeah.

On today's menu...

Ruger P89.

Stopping power, reliability,
recessed grip.

GL*CK 17 Gen five,

flared magwell, elegant, compact.

- This'll work.
- Very good.

- I'll get you some...
- No. No. Please.

Please.

Retirement gift.

I never got to give you one.

Maybe one day I can repay the favour.

You will come to Nicosia
and you will eat my pizza.

Goodbye, Mr Edward.

You're a lucky man
to have a woman like this.

- What? Oh. No. No.
- No, no, actually...

Oh, God, no. She's my mum!

Now this makes sense!

I thought to myself, 'My lady Julie
could do better than this, surely'.

Okay...

Your mother is a legend.

They will tell stories about her one day.

I'm sure they will.

So why do you need another g*n?

No, it's not for me.

You sure this is wise?

Yeah.

No one'll hear.

I don't know, I'm... I'm not a g*n person.

No-one's expecting you to join the NRA,

this is just so you can
protect yourself...

should the time come.

Okay.

We're not sh**ting elephants, Edward,
it's just an old sign.

Okay, now, aim at the...
aim at the one on the left.

Okay.

Now the recoil's light,
but if you don't have a good grip,

it'll kick right back at you, so...

There, that's good, and the other hand,
the non-firing hand, cradling this one,

and your index finger
gently on the trigger.

Now, take your aim.

Take a breath. Okay, alright.

Nearly took my head off.

Alright. Are you okay?

- Yeah.
- Alright. Let's try that again.

Now...

Alright.

Take a breath.

What exactly do you think
we're gonna do after this?

Well, just one step at a time.

Damian said you'd run.

That that's what you do.

Is that what this is all about?
Getting me ready for a life on the lam?

- 'A life on the lam'?
- Oh, Mum, please, say, just...

f*cking answer me, stop doing what you do.

Yeah. Yeah, alright. We're leaving.

Not, not immediately,
we need to make preparations.

We need to save for a few days,
organise travel...

supplies, cash,
and then, then we'll go off-grid.

A cargo ship to Africa, Latin America.

How long?

As long as it takes.

Okay, that... that's your grand plan?

Leave my entire life behind and hide for
an indeterminate amount of time?

As long as it takes
to keep you safe, yeah.

It's you they want.

Yes, and we've established that they will
use whoever it takes to get to me,

including, and especially, you.

No, I... You know what, Mum?

I don't want this, okay? I don't want it.

Any of it, and I don't need it.

Hey. Hey. Where are you going?

To get my life back.

- You won't last two minutes out there.
- Because I'm not you?

- Not brave, as you see it.
- No, because you're not trained

- for what these people...
- You know what I really need to do, Mum?

Get as far away from you as possible,

so I can try and salvage
what's left of my marriage.

But... But you... you're not...
you're not even married!

Oh, bollocks!

Come in.

I missed you last night.

Yeah, well didn't plan on all the people
trying to k*ll me, did I?

Well.

Don't worry, I've doubled security.

- You're safe here.
- Am I?

Remember when you bought this for me?

Right, yeah, back when
I thought big executives like you

needed to relieve stress,

when actually they prefer
butt-f*cking the planet

with industrial drill bit strap-ons
so they can afford

a new private plane for their sausage dog.

I don't have a sausage dog.

Yet.

You seem... angry, sweetheart.

Is there something you wanna say to me?

What's Chantaines?

I heard the word from someone
who used to work for you.

And shortly after I heard it,

someone paid a lot of money
to try and have me k*lled.

Was that you?

I'm your father.

And Ezra's my brother,
but there are plenty of days

I'd drop kick the c**t into
a pool of lava given half the chance.

Don't lie to me.

I've had enough of those this week.

You're my daughter, Kayla.

I would never hurt you.

Prove it.

How?

Show me what's in your safe.

A few company documents.

Some collectables.

And that overpriced watch
that's too expensive to ever wear.

Just the very definition of
a waste of time.

Never heard the word Chantaines.

And I would die before I let
anyone hurt you or your brother.

Well, he said there was a letter in here
on yellow paper.

I don't know what he's talking about.

Do you mind?

- I need to take this.
- No, sure.

Tell me you've got him.

He's a wanted Dutch computer nerd
wandering around Libya,

how the hell is that even possible?

Troy! My man!

Put him on.

Jasper de Voogdt, yeah?

Yes, yes, Jasper de Voogdt.
So you answered.

I mean, I... I... I wasn't sure.
No-one else will speak with me.

Yeah, you said some pretty wild
things last time.

Got me thinking.

Y'know, like, me and my sister
being in danger and stuff.

First for foremost, can I trust you, sir?

Sure.

It's very important for me
that I can actually trust...

Hello?

I have to go.

Hey, mate, c'mon you called me.

I will give you a call around...

five o'clock Libyan time, on the dot.

Yeah, Troy will give you my direct number.

Can you at least...

Back to today's top story.

In the last few hours,
police have released these images

of the suspects they believe
to be behind the sh**ting.

Mother and son, Julie and Edward Green,
have not been seen since.

Police are now asking for help
from the public

in assisting the search for them.

Julie, a retired British head-hunter...

Hi. Hello.

Can I use your phone?

Mine's out of battery,
kind of an emergency.

I can pay.

Sorry, I don't... I don't speak Greekios.

Telefonos... telephonos... for my...

Thank you, thank you. Thanks so much.

Okay?

Yo.

These guards that Dad's got,
they keeping people out or keeping us in?

No, we're fine.

You need some sleep, you look mental.

How'd it go?

- What?
- With the safe?

Yeah, there was nothing about
Chantaines in there.

No yellow piece of paper, nothing.

I mean, maybe he heard us talking about it
this morning and he moved it.

You sound paranoid, babe.
You can hear yourself, right?

Can you?

Hear... you?

Can you please just leave me alone.

Kayla, hi, just... Please give me
a chance to explain,

okay, away from all the madness.

Hello?

Kayla?

Hey, buddy, it's Ezra.

Oh, f*ck.

She just kind of threw the phone
over there and then buggered off.

Yeah, yeah, hi,
could you just try and...

Hey, since we're talking,

I'm guessing Kayla told you
about the whole Chantaines email?

Looks like it could be connected
to all this sh*t going on,

and it turns out I might be
in danger too, which is crazy!

Why do you say that?

A guy, Jasper, who called,
saying all kinds of crazy.

We got cut off, but he's gonna
call me back at 5:00.

Could I join the call?

I'm a journalist, Ezra, you know,
I can help ask the right questions.

Figure out who's really in danger,
ultimately what we can do about it.

Okay, okay, yeah, sold!
Okay, well, call back at 5:00,

we'll speak then.

Thank...

Mother and son, Julie and Edward Green,
have not been seen since.

Police are now asking for help
from the public

in assisting with the search for them.

Julie, a retired British head-hunter

and her son Edward,
a journalist based in London

are believed to have been guests

at the wedding
where the sh**ting took place.

Dad, I'm not going to be palmed off
like a joke, okay,

I got ideas, I've got important ideas.

Not now.

Only me, Dad,

I wanted to talk to you about
the Kisima dig site,

I got some pretty big
ideas for that bad boy.

Yeah, I said not now.

Okay. Okay.

Oh, later, Ezra!

Oh, f*ck...

Help! Ezra!

Dad!

You okay?

Yeah.

You saved my life.

Yeah. Yeah, I reckon I did.

He must have not come this way.

People underestimate you, Ezra.

I underestimated you and I'm sorry.

No, it's... it's all good, Dad.

Have you heard the word 'Chantaines'?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, come to think of it,

Kayla was like,
she mentioned it, couple of times.

Yeah. She's keeps asking about it,
she needs to stop.

If it ever got out, it would be the end.

Of the business and the family.

So...

am I in like danger or...

You're not stupid, are you?

I mean, you act with stupidity.

But that's not you, that's an act, right?

Totally.

You're a serious person
who can do serious things?

You know, that's what I told the board.

'Cause when the time's right,
you'll take over.

CGM will be yours.

Me?

I'll be taking over?

Yeah. So keep your ear to the ground.
I'm relying on you, Ezra.

It's alright. I'm okay.

I was so worried about you.

I'm fine.

I jumped across a building.

What?

Nothing, doesn't matter,
I... shouldn't have left.

I bought you something,
it's called 'meat-free' sausage.

I'm not sure what it is but...

Probably some kind of corn or pulse
shaped like meat.

Well, I saw it and thought of you.

I think I'm flattered?

A wanted woman, going shopping.

So, why do the police

think that we had anything to do
with what happened on the island?

Oh, God knows.

Someone high up probably got paid off
to put our names out there,

and everyone likes someone
to blame, don't they.

So, what do you think we should do?

What? You're asking me?

Well, yeah, I think we should run away
and hide in the deepest hole we can find.

But I know you don't want to do that.

So, yeah, I am asking your opinion.

Okay.

Well, sit down.

I might have a lead.

Oh, well, f*ck me, it's CSI Souvlaki.

So there's this guy called
Jasper de Voogdt,

he used to work for CGM.

He's been calling Kayla and her brother

saying he has got information
about something called 'Chantaines'.

And this is the thing
Kayla mentioned to you?

Yeah, he's the one she heard the word
from way back when.

She's googled it, it's not a place,

the only hit she got was
for some kind of marmalade.

Well, I'm pretty sure this whole thing
hasn't got anything to do with marmalade.

I tend to agree.

You don't have Sean's phone still, do you?

Yeah.

Oh, yeah.

You know, you can change the preferences
so you don't have to...

So this guy Jasper.

Oh, yeah. He's calling Kayla's brother
back at 5:00, who said I could join.

I mean, it might be nothing but...
worth a try?

Okay.

And you jumped off a building.

Onto another building.

Jasper de Voogdt... was arrested
for possession in Libya.

Sentenced to five years despite
insisting he was framed,

and two days ago someone
helped him break out.

Wow, sounds like my kind of guy.

Hello.

Oh, hey, listen, I don't know
how long I can talk for.

Yeah, that's okay, that's fine.
Listen, just so you know,

I've got someone else on the line,
Edward Green.

My nearly-brother-in-law, Edward?

- What?
- Yeah, hi, Mr de Voogdt,

yeah, lovely to chat,
really good to be talking to you.

Who the hell is this, Mr Cross?

We can trust him. Really.
He can help.

Okay, listen I need to get
the f*ck out of Libya.

I don't have any documents
and they're looking for me everywhere.

My best chance is
if I bribe my way onto a boat.

But for that I need some money.

Listen, mate, if it's money you need,
I got money.

Hang on, okay, how do we know
you can tell us what we want to know?

What are you talking about?
I told Mr Cross,

I know about Chantaines,
I know everything.

Yeah. Prove it.

How else do you think
I get out of prison? Huh?

They're one of the most brutal prisons
in all of Libya.

I called Mr Cross' organisation,
I threatened him to reveal the truth

and all of a sudden I've being set free.
Is that proof enough for you?

Okay. Okay. You get money, then what?

I tell you what you want to know.
This is not...

Okay?

I mean, you get me somewhere safe and
I'll give you the information you need.

Where? Okay, I'm in France,
Edward's in Athens.

I can send you cash,
get you where you need to get to.

Yeah, well, Athens then,
it's just across the sea.

Okay.

Then let's talk about where we might meet.

You alright?

Was talking to the other men.

They're saying there was a...
a woman at the party yesterday.

She was in Chris' ear.

- Do you know who she is?
- No. No, I don't.

I'm gonna find out.

I'm just glad you're alright.

Thanks to your brother.

It's not often you hear that.

Look... I'm really sorry.

I sho... I really shouldn't have...

You're my Dad. I know that you wouldn't...

Arrange to have you k*lled?

Yeah.

The sh*t that I've seen, the last couple
of days with Ed and his Mum, oof.

Wouldn't blame me for thinking
the world was flat.

You're so like your mother, sometimes.

Well, I'm not so sure.

Yeah, you even look like her.

Here.

Can you please tell me those stories
that you used to tell?

You know, the ones where
you guys were travelling?

You trying to take my mind off things?

Is it working?

Yeah, Anjelica.

When you were cleaning my room,
did you move anything around?

No, no, I'm just...
I'm looking for something.

It's...

- It's a clear vial, with a black top.
- The cocaine?

No, not the coke, I've got loads of that,
I'm looking for the Ketamine.

I'm serious,
Dad's like, he's got faith in me!

I could really prove myself here!

Oh, I'm so happy for you.

And I said about the guy who tried
to k*ll us, I mentioned that, right?

Several times.

So glad that didn't work out.

Hashtag me too!

That's not how you...

Yeah, I know,
and here's the big nuts, baby!

I know you're trying
to find Edward and...

I know where he's going to be.

Date, time and place.

How may I assist you today?

Yes. I...

I wanted to ask about...

changing my oil?

Certainly, sir, may I have the name?

Jasper de Voogdt.

And the location?

I don't know.

But I know exactly
where he'll be tomorrow morning.

This is Athens?

Okay, yep.

What do you wanna be called?

Excuse me?

I've got a contact working on
a new passport for you.

So, what named do you want to use.

Yeah, it's... it's really not
that important.

Edwin Snood.

Harry Gray.

- Okay, no problem.
- Yeah. Yeah, thanks. Cheers.

Okay, so, this meeting
with the Dutchman?

You do realise
there's a very high probability

- that we're just walking straight into...
- A trap.

Yes, we know that Kayla's brother
is a f*cking moron.

But this Dutch guy, we don't know
if he's telling us the truth,

we don't even know if he's really Dutch,
so, anyone could be listening in.

I know.

It might be a way
to bring us both out of hiding.

I know but it's something.

Okay? Someone who might
actually know something

about what the hell is going on here.
We can't keep running

and hide out in f*cking... Bratislava.

We have to try.

Okay.

So, the place you're meeting,

is in front of this big building
in the park.

Okay, I'm gonna get there an hour early,
to get a good vantage point.

But if anything happens, anything at all,
and you feel uncomfortable,

you just... you get out.
Okay, you get out of there.

Okay. Okay,
He's a Dutch IT guy, I'll be fine.

Okay, I just... I just thought,

earlier, when you ran off,
I thought what if the...

what if the police saw you,
what if they...

what if they were armed, I don't...

I don't wanna think those thoughts again.

I know.

And if all else fails you could just
jump from one building to another.

Yeah. I mean, it was like...

six metres.

Here, be careful.

Oh, that's a bit bright.

Here, have a seat.

Alright, put your legs up.

Oh, right, thanks.

Get comfy.

Hey, darling.

Yeah?

Dad?

You awake?

I am at the location, please advise.

Yeah, yeah, I...

Can you wait, like, two minutes?

- Seen your sister?
- No. No.

Dad?

What you said about Chantaines.

What about it?

I got you, Dad.

I got you, bro.

- Do it.
- Copy that.

- Jasper? Are you Jasper?
- Yeah. Yeah. Edward.

Wow, can't believe it. I am here.

We are here.

Yeah, no I need protection.
I need a doctor for this.

- Let's get some...
- And I need the money.

Okay. Let's just take a seat
and then we can talk about it alright?

Okay. No wait. Wait.

I will tell you everything
you want to know about Chantaines,

but first I need money.

I really need the cash.

I just...

There's a slight problem with that.
I don't actually have the money.

What?

I know.

No. Why don't you have the money?

I just... Right now,
I just don't have it on me.

Come on, you said that
you would have the money.

I know.

- You said that you could take care of me.
- And I can. I will.

I will get you the money, just...
not to...

How do I even know,
you are who you say you are?

How do I even know
that you are not working for him.

- Stand away!
- Calm down, let's go somewhere...

- You can trust me, Jasper.
- No.

Yes. There's a safe-house
it's not far from here,

we'll go there and then
we'll talk about all of this.

- A safe-house?
- I promise.

What do you mean?
What is a safe-house? Are you police?

No, no, of course...

I'm not police, I...

It's a lot to unravel, but we should go.

Edward!