01x12 - Refuge

[bunniefuu]

[Bells tolling]

Christian: Don't worry, I have you.

Just one step at a time.

Maria: Where are you taking me?

You'll see.

When do I take it off?

Wait, wait.

Stay.

One moment. Okay.

[Laughs]

Look, you... my ridiculous,
romantic husband.

I love you! Ah, ah, ah, ah.

That's not the present.

That's to celebrate the present.

What do you mean?

This place.

It's yours.

[Gasps]

How?

It's like we talked about.

It's... It's not much now,

but it's what you'll make of it.

The place you've always dreamed of.

This is what the money was for?

Will that do for an anniversary
present, Mrs. Bonnar?

[Cellphone rings]

Christian Bonnar.

Woman: Mr. Bonnar,
can you come to the school?

It's about Sofia.

♪

I've just got a fever and my stomach.

I just want to lie down.

We should take her to a doctor.

I called Dr. De Luca.

No, no, no, Dad, I really
don't want to see a doctor.

He's at a house call.
He'll swing by after.

Well, maybe you should just
go straight to bed, baby.

Yeah, I'm just thirsty.

Christian, did you open the...?

Man: Shut up!

Whoa! Nobody move!

Nobody will.

Dad?

It's okay, sweetheart. Stay calm.

Take whatever you want.

Where's the money?!

I will k*ll her!

♪

Maxine: When that guy tied
the hood over your head

and drove you into the desert...

how did you know you could trust them?

The main guy's after-shave.

High in denatured alcohol content...

dipropylene, I suspect.

Cheap stuff. Nasty.

He really needed the money.

How did you...?

[Cellphone ringing]

You're joking?

Beaumont.

Okay, Saunders can handle this one.

How old is she?

Got it.

Pilot needs a new flight plan.

What? Straight on to another job?

Family's been kidnapped.

One of them, a -year-old girl.

♪

[Car door closes]

Eric: Any leads on the hostage taker?

Refusing to identify himself.

He's communicating through the husband.

Demands?

Waiting to talk to you.

He expects a call in .

Hello, by the way.

Evie?

She's with my mother in Paris.

Okay, so we got nothing
on the kidnapper.

What about the family?

Your brief says Christian
Bonnar's been kidnapped before.

Venezuela, three years ago.

The authorities resolved the situation.

His wife was k*lled.

I take it that's why he doesn't want

the police involved this time.

Mr. Bonnar doesn't trust them.

Kidnapped twice in three years.

He's an unlucky guy.

I do regard that

as a point of interest.

I suspected you might.

Are you suggesting that he, uh,

arranged his own kidnapping?

Mr. Bonnar has lucrative
ransom insurance.

Lightning can strike
twice in the same place,

but... I don't trust coincidences.

That's my girl.

Was my girl.

How's the job going?

Uh, good. Uh...

demanding, but inspiring.

Do you mean Eric?

I mean...

Well, yeah, I guess.

I agree... working with him is a joy.

I'm right here, guys.

Vincenzo Moretti,
president of Moretti Maritime.

Eric Beaumont, negotiator.

Zara Hallam, lead investigator.

[Sighs] Thank you so much
for coming over here.

Christian and his family...

they're my family, you understand?

I do. Mr. Bonnar is your CEO?

And joint owner. We were school friends.

We built this business together.

Are you aware of any financial
difficulties he may be having?

Personal or professional?

No. Christian has
no financial difficulties.

And if you knew what it took him

to recover from the trauma of last time,

you would insinuate nothing.

And who else knows
he has ransom insurance?

All our employees, of course,

but I'll tell you right now,
that none of them...

Zara is direct because time
is of the essence.

What were the circumstances

of the previous kidnapping, sir?

Christian and Janine,
his first wife, were in Caracas

establishing an oil-shipping contract

that led to considerable local tension.

Christian blames the police's
impatience for Janine's death.

It wasn't till he met Maria

that he finally put
his tragedy behind him.

And for it to happen
a second time? Come on...

Mr. Moretti, one more question.

Do you have a coffee machine?

Okay. Live contact in seconds.

Tracking Christian's company cell.

Static at the Bonnar house.

Christian got hostage training

as part of his ransom
insurance package, right?

Yeah. Sit down, shut up,
and don't look 'em in the eye.

If it helps him stay calm,

it's good news for Christian
and his family.

Where did we get with the bank records?

Suspicion mounts.

He withdrew a total
of , euro in cash

from four separate bank
accounts three weeks ago.

Who needs half-a-mill in cash?

Kind of a red flag.

If he's withdrawn it
from his own accounts,

he's hardly trying to hide it.

Oh, Eric, come on.

He has zero history
of criminal activity.

Ransom insurance,

same man abducted twice,
large sums of cash.

There must be something other
than a straightforward kidnap.

Well, that I agree with, but
it takes a certain kind of man

to deliberately subject his daughter

to an ordeal like this.

Mr. Bonnar does not fit that profile.

So what is going on?

Zara: Time.

Mmm. Well, let's find out.

[Cellphone rings]

Christian Bonnar.

This is Eric Beaumont.

I'm a negotiator hired
by your insurance company

to make sure I get
your family out of there.

I need to talk to the
person holding you hostage.

He won't talk direct.

So I understand.

Christian, please tell him
that I need to talk

to the man in charge of the situation.

He needs to speak to the man
in charge of the situation.

Who's this?

I'm Eric, and I'm gonna
get you what you want

so we can all go home
as quickly as possible.

Good.

What should I call you?

No, no. No names.
Just million... cash.

[Sofia whimpering]

I-It helps if I have a name

so I can make sure

that I'm talking to you and only to you.

Okay, it's, um...

It's Dede.

Okay, Dede.

Before moving forward,

I need to make sure the family's safe.

Could you please use the
video mode on the phone?

Does your phone have video?

I'll call you back.

Eric: Mute the phone.

How much is Mr. Bonnar insured for?

Up to million euros.

But we're not ready to pay
anything close to that.

And I was just gonna
go straight in at .

You see?!

You see they are all well!

[Sofia crying]

Thank you, Dede. I appreciate that.

Now, million... cash!

Okay, so you're saying
you're willing to exchange

the family for million euros?

Yeah, that's right.

And if you don't get the million,

what will you do?

I'll k*ll them.

You'd sh**t the man,
his wife, and the girl?

That's what I said!
Just get me the money!

Well, I want to,
but here's the thing, Dede.

I will do whatever I can
to get you mill...

but it may take some days.

No. No, no, no. I said today.

Well, if getting it today is important,

I can get you ,
euros in unmarked bills

in just a matter of hours.

? Is that a joke?!

If you're a man in a hurry,
I respect that,

but I can only do what I can do.

Heh, uh...

Five. Five million.

It's the same problem, Dede.

No, okay, five million,
or I k*ll the girl!

No, please don't!

You're saying you would rather
sh**t that innocent girl

than have three-quarters of
a million euros in cash?

Yes, that's what I said!

I'll do it! I'll do it right now!

[Sighs] Considerable agitation.

Either a critical profile

comfortable with extreme behaviors,

or an amateur, way out of his depth.

So we can't be certain
whether he'll sh**t or not.

Then have to assume he will.

With a reaction like that,

is below his baseline.

Right?

- What's going on?!
- Mm-hmm.

What's the lowest he'll take?

Excellent question, Ms. Carlson.

You know what, Dede?
I'm with you on this.

isn't enough.

I just spoke to the insurance company

and they've told me that you
can have another half-mill.

That's . million euros.

Two million. Two million, that's it!

No more talk!

I could probably get him down to one,

but it's gonna take a few hours.

She's ... let's just
get her out of there.

Close it.

Dede, I'm personally gonna hand you

two million euros in cash today.

Do we have a deal?

Yeah, okay. Deal.

And that, friends...

is how the magic happens.

[Doorbell rings]

Who the hell is that?

You tricked me! It's the police!

You called the police!

Christian: No, no, no, no!

It's a doctor!

Dede, we didn't have anything...

No, no, listen!

It's a doctor for my daughter!

[Both grunting]

Ah!

Please, he's a doctor! Don't hurt him!

It's our company doctor, for Sofia!

Information that would've
been useful before.

Dede, he's a doctor.

He's there for Sofia, the girl.
She's sick.

Dede, we still have a deal.

I'll decide that.

- Yah!
- Ah!

Shouldn't we re-establish contact?

Mnh-mnh. He won't hurt the family.

They're the only way
he's gonna get his money.

He'll call us when he's ready.

Well?

[Beep]

The doctor's shaken up, but fine.

Mr. Moretti asked him to hold off

reporting this to the police.

But Dede has taken the family somewhere.

Description of Dede?

Between ' " and ' ", late s,

Middle Eastern appearance.

Yeah, his accent sounded Egyptian.

Huh. Profile?

He presents strong, but voice patterns

indicate considerable stress levels.

Latency also suggests that he was...

thinking about his answers.

Perhaps he wasn't prepped
for a kidnapping.

Mm, but the fact that

he needed a specific
amount of money, fast,

suggests it was planned.

Maybe Dede wasn't setting the figures.

A third party?

If a third party is involved,

we need to find out who and why

before they take control
of the Bonnar family.

Even if the kidnap wasn't planned,

there is a reason that Dede
was in that house.

Shall we, Mr. Yates?

[Sofia coughing]

He was a doctor, like I said.

I'm not...

I won't lie to you.

We both want out
of this situation, right?

[Coughing continues]

My daughter's sick. She needs a doctor.

[Sirens wailing]

I'm really thirsty.

She has a fever.

She needs water, for God's sake.

[Cellphone rings]

Where are you?

On the road.

Interesting time for a road trip.

Someone showed up.

I thought it was the police.

I need somewhere to make the exchange.

You agreed to two million?

Yeah, just like you said.

Well done.

I know a place.

Okay, where?

It's a little out of town,
somewhere safe.

Zara: We have to make this quick.

Can't be long before the
neighbors report something

and the cops show up.

Well, I just took a quadruple
espresso to the head.

Speed won't be a problem.

Oh.

[Beeping]

This alarm auto-arms
when you lock the doors,

but it's set to manual.

Oh. Is there an entry log?

No. Hasn't been armed for days.

Careless?

Yep. Or convenient.

Hmm.

Well, he didn't take...

the wife's credit cards or cash.

Hmm.

I'm getting the data.

Come on, come on, come on.

[Beep] Got it.

[Camera shutter clicks]

But he did manage to find
the very well-hidden safe...

and bring the exact
tools to bust it open.

Really?

Yeah. Tipped off?

We know Bonnar did take out
a half-a-mill in cash

in the last couple days.

So Dede comes here looking for cash

but finds the safe empty.

The family comes home

in the middle of the day, surprises him.

He's cornered.

Kidnap was Dede's plan "B"?

Or maybe it was never
in his cards at all.

He just rolled with the punches.

Well, if he's an amateur,
he's even more dangerous...

erratic, emotional...

What's that?

[Sniffs]

Looks like sulfur.

Not the kind you'd find in a drugstore.

I'll send this to Eric.

- Got it.
- Okay. Come on, let's go.

Maxine: So the nearest plant

processing industrial sulfur
of this kind

is miles away, but it all
ships through here.

bucks says Dede works here.

I'd never bet against you, boss.

Is that true?

But the company has no Arabic names

listed on their employee records.

Their official employee records.

[Indistinct conversations]

Wait here.

I need to know where we're going.

Because if it's any distance,
I got to tell you, we need gas.

Dede: Okay. Pull over at
the next station.

Eric: I talked to those two gentlemen.

Dede's real name is Mahmoud Farouk.

He's ' ," educated... and Egyptian.

Yes!

[Bell dings]

You're coming with me.

You move, she dies.

You do anything...

...she dies.

Daddy? Maria?

We'll be watching, sweetheart.

Go. Go!

[Car door closes]

- Yes. Fill it up, please.
- Okay.

Go in. Go!

If we could get someone's attention,
hold up a note, maybe.

No! No.

I've been trained for this.

We stay calm...

we do as he says, we don't
antagonize, we'll be fine.

We'll all be fine.

You're right. Nothing to endanger Sofia.

[Panting]

This is happening again.

It must be me.

As long as we're together, we're okay.

Okay? We have to be.

I love you so much.

I love you more.

[Vehicles approaching]

Oh, no. No, no, no, no!

Stay calm.

[Indistinct police radio chatter]

[Sighs]

[Conversation in Italian]

[Car door closes]

Drive! Now!

[Engine turns over]

Mahmoud Farouk came
to Italy to do a PhD,

overstayed his student visa.

Both parents are dead,

but... he has a famous younger brother.

Court case coming up in two months.

Could be looking at
something worse than life.

I think Dede planned
a robbery, not a kidnapping.

To help pay for
his brother's legal fees.

You know a lawyer
who does discounts, holler.

Oliver: I could sure use one.

For a PhD student, he made
a pretty good house-breaker.

Lot easier when the alarm's off.

You think he had help
from someone inside that house?

I wonder who was last out
the front door this morning.

When did he marry Maria?

About months ago.

Two years after
his first wife was k*lled.

Why would she set up her own husband?

And wouldn't she have known

that the half-mill wasn't in the safe?

Both good questions,

neither of which I have the answer to.

Where's the car right now?

Got it. Headed up the mountain.

- All right. Time to call.
- Mm-hmm.

Fire it up.

Have something for me?

- Two million euros in s.
- Ah.

Impeccable timing, as ever, Ms. Denard,

but I'm only gonna need , .

Renegotiation.

Get our Egyptian kidnapper on the phone.

[Cellphone ringing]

Yes?

This is Eric. To whom am I speaking?

Dede.

Ah, it's good to hear your voice, Dede.

How's everybody bearing up?

They're fine. Let's talk money.
The two million euros.

Well, I'm looking at a big bag
of euros with your name on it.

Where do you want to meet?

Uh, there's a car park

at the Parcourale de Colognora

at the end of a small road... SP ...

[Static]

All right, repeat that last number.

The line broke up.
I don't want to lose you.

The S-P- - .

One road in, single track.

Clear sight line from the hills.

Oh.

What?

If Dede is being
directed by a third party,

he could've chosen this location.

So?

So whoever's calling the sh*ts

could be planning on taking the cash

and getting rid of the witnesses.

It's not a location for an exchange.

It's a deathtrap.

Hello? Can you hear me?!

[Rumbling]

- What are you doing?!
- I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the road's bad!

If you can't hold a phone
and a g*n at the same time,

just put it on speaker!

Why? You want to listen?!

Christian: She wants to stay alive!

Please, just... listen to me.

I was kidnapped before

and it ended badly, very badly.

I don't want this to go the same way.

If we work together,

we all get what we want.

Please.

Okay.

[Beep]

Thank you. Thank you.

Mahmoud, it's Eric.

I need you to stop the car...

and turn around.

What is this?!

I know your name is Mahmoud Farouk

and that none of this is your idea.

The man who told you
to ask for two million,

the man who is waiting
for you in the hills,

you cannot trust him.

Do you understand? You can't trust him.

You're a student,

not a criminal.

You're assuming all the risk.

Now, he has told you that

there was , in that safe.

This is not about money,
it is about your brother,

and I can help you with that.

Can you hear me?

You need to turn around right now.

Dede, look at Sofia.

She is years old.

I know you don't want to harm her.

Dede? Can you hear me?

Dede, stop the car now.

If we turn back, there will be cops
and who knows what this guy will do.

What did she say?!

What did she say?!

Dede, stop the car, now.

♪

Stop!

[Tires screech]

[Sighs]

[Christian sighs]

[Beep]

[Dialing]

[Cellphone ringing]

[Beep]

[Beep]

Go back. Go back!

♪

- [g*nshots, screaming]
- Go! Go!

Go!

Drive! Drive!

Go! Go!

[g*nf*re, screaming]

Go! Go! Go!!

That's a r*fle, not a p*stol.

And you see... these shadows?

Echoes. It was fired
from outside the car.

If the sh**t was waiting for Dede,

why would he fire at him?

Clip to two seconds before that.

Dede: Stop!

The car stops, then backs
up before the sh*ts.

Dede doesn't trust him.

Money in a backpack, water,

and boots for climbing.

Where are you going?

If this third party's sh**ting on sight,

we should call the police.

If Dede turning around

antagonizes him enough to sh**t...

imagine what police sirens will do.

Okay, we need to make the deal
and get the family out of there.

You still got the live track
on Christian's phone?

Let's go.

♪

Who the hell is sh**ting at us?!

[Panting]

[Engine turns over]

We need to go down, back to the
city, meet the negotiator.

No! The police will be waiting.

No, they won't.

Eric, he's got your money...

the money you need for your
brother, like he said.

The car's not going to make it.

A b*llet must've hit the oil pan.

I know a place we can go.

There's an old castle.

I think there's water there.

Eric: Dede asked "What did she say?"

a few seconds before the sh*ts.

Now, assuming
he was talking about Maria,

can you isolate what she said?

I believe I can.

Maria: If we turn back,
there will be cops

and who knows what this guy will do.

Why would Maria want them
to keep on driving?

Scared of Dede on the face of it?

Yeah, scared or concerned?

It's time we took
a closer look at Maria.

♪

Are you sure this is a good idea?

Sofia needs water and shelter.

We'll find both up there.

There's nothing else we can do.

Go. Go!

Get Eric.

Zara: You there?

Yeah, we're just doing some sightseeing.

[Chuckles lightly]

Okay, there are two Maria Schwartzes

on the birth register in Moutier.

One of them is .

The other one d*ed in .

Eyes on the road.

[Gasps]

What... what is it? Are you okay?

These aren't exactly made for walking.

Will the girl be all right?

She's sick. She needs water.

Of course she's not all right.

Come on.

Oh, wow. Now we're talking.

I think they are the same woman.

We'll get some water
at the refuge, like you said.

Ah!

Christian: What... Maria!

You're amazing!

Quick, the phone!

Call the negotiator.

The number will be the last one
on the recent calls.

Now is not the time.

Maria?

This is Maria?

A.K.A. bereaved widow Sabrina Moreau...

husband was m*rder*d in a burglary,

k*ller was never found.

France, five years ago.

And this...

Zara: Linde Mertens...

widow of m*rder*d millionaire Luuk,

burglary, no suspects ever ID'd.

Netherlands, eight years ago.

She marries men and murders them.

And as they're unsolved...

The inheritance goes to the wife.

Yeah. She probably has a partner.

- What are you doing?
- No, no, no, no.

We need to go down, negotiate.

Maria, please!

There's water up there, right?

So shut up and let's go. You, too.

You're with him, aren't you?

With "him"? What are you talking about?

Jakob.

He told me you had cash in the safe.

Now I know who told him.

Who the hell is Jakob?

I said, "Go!"

[Grunts]

♪

[Gears shift]

Okay, I cross ref'd where they're headed

with Christian's frequently
visited locations.

Him and Moretti hunt in these mountains.

And they use
this hilltop ruin as a base.

And the only way you
can get there by car

is using the road
you're driving on right now.

How long was she married
to her previous husbands?

Um, six and nine months.

Well, she's stayed
with Christian for .

What's different about this one?

Any of the previous husbands
have children?

Negative.

Ollie, what's her profile?

I'm speculating...

but the consummate role-player

usually indicates difficulty forming

real or lasting relationships.

Likely from a dysfunctional family.

Bottom line, tough cookie to negotiate

given her lack of
self-esteem and self-worth.

She feels like she has nothing to lose.

Well, until now.

This one's got to her.

Daughters can do that.

I got hold of a copy
of Christian's will.

Sending now.

Eric, look.

Yeah.

It's empty.

The sh**t would spot that, too.

Maxine: How does Maria do it?

I mean, spend her entire life in a lie.

Ev-Every time she looks at Christian,

every time he looks at her,

it's just...

always an act.

Well, that's marriage for you.

Good liars create a convincing fiction.

Great liars create a fiction

that's true for them.

Cognitive dissonance.

Mm-hmm.

That's so ingrained.

How do you undo it?

Well, I'm working on it.

[Panting]

Christian: Here, baby. Cuddle up.

Keep warm while I get water.

Stop. On your knees.

No!

[Panting]

I'm going back.

Christian.

I don't know what this is...

but if there's anything left
of the woman I married,

you'll let me help my daughter.

Christian, you don't understand!

You'll have to sh**t me.

- [Groans]
- Daddy!

What's happening? Where are they?

[Sighs] They're in the mountains.

We've lost comms.

Daddy, are you okay?!

[Groaning]

Who are you?

No one you know.

Help him.

[Groaning]

Daddy?!

Everything's okay.

[Groaning continues]

Who's Jakob?

He's... He's some guy

who could get me money for my brother.

All I had to do was break your window.

He told me how to get into your safe.

He even gave me the tools,

but it was empty.

You coming home wasn't part of the plan.

[Panting]

Who's Jakob to you?

Like he said.

Just some guy.

- Come on.
- Eric said this place is a deathtrap.

We know that man's a k*ller,

and yet, he goes straight onto it.

Another day at the office.

[Sighs]

I trusted you with my daughter.

How could you do this?

Eric: It's what she does.

I'm Eric, the negotiator.

You're Maria.

And Sabrina. And Linde.

Maybe more besides.

You're not the only one.

Marries, murders, moves on.

It's quite the MO.

Put your w*apon where I can see it.

I don't carry a g*n.

What about your friend
in the rocks back there?

No g*ns.

All I have is water.

I'm pretty sure this isn't how anyone

expected their day to go.

But I promise you,

everyone's gonna leave the mountain

with what they need.

Now, how about I start by showing you

the half-million euros in this bag...

...and my colleague
gets some water to the girl?

Two million was the deal!

, is what she told you
was in the safe...

right, Maria?

Right?

You take it and you walk away clean

with the amount you
expected from the robbery,

in exchange for the family
and Mr. Farouk here.

I'm sure he'd be happy
to forgo his share.

What do you think, baby?

Why not?

Go ahead.

Keep pressure on that wound.

That right, Maria?

It is the, uh, money that you want?

Why wouldn't it be?

Well, why would you put a b*llet
in Christian's shoulder?

Why not his head?

You two always run this scam
to a strict time frame.

In and out in under a year.

Now, you've been with
Christian months,

even though he put you
in his will after just .

What did he say?

Nothing important.

Give me the handgun

so I can make this look right.

Just wait.

We k*ll them all,
pin it on the Egyptian,

and let's get out of here!

I said, "Wait!"

You didn't know Christian had a daughter

when you met him, did you?

Stealing from the safe

was your way of getting
the money without k*lling him.

I think you didn't want him to get hurt.

And you still don't.

Baby, take the cash and let's go.

Well, you heard the man,

you know the drill.

Once you give him that g*n,

he is going to k*ll them both, and us,

maybe even get away with it...

if the police don't get here first.

Is he really the family you choose?

Baby, don't listen to him!

I am offering you the chance

to be free of him, to walk away...

to just... walk away.

[Chuckles lightly]

What are you doing?

I'm sorry.

- Jana.
- [g*n cocks]

Jana.

What are you doing?

Maria: It's over.

Mr. Farouk, take the r*fle.

Jana. Jana!

Jana!

Come back, Jana! Come back!

I'll k*ll you, Jana!

Jana!

Steady hands, Dede.

[Indistinct police radio chatter]

Grazie mille, Capitano.

Prego.

[Sirens wailing]

Put in a call to our man in Cairo.

See if we can't find
Mr. Farouk's brother a good lawyer.

Will do.

How is she?

Improving.

Mm-hmm.

Thank you.

For the little that it's worth,

she really did love you.

Both of you.

You okay?

No young girl should lose her mother.

She's lost two.

Well, bucks says she goes on

to do them both proud.

♪ I'm flesh and bone,
a sinking stone... ♪

The company thanks you,
once again, Mr. Beaumont.

Just the company?

Or we could skip the country

and have one hell of a weekend.

♪ The bitter taste ♪

Well, you can't blame a guy for trying.

♪ My failure aches ♪

[Sighs] I thought I was gonna lose you.

- Me? Nah.
- [Cellphone rings]

♪ No one's perfect here among us ♪

Call for you.

♪ Nobody said
that I could walk on water ♪

Well, as soon as I get on that plane,

it's lights out,

no one wake me up.

I'm heading to
the airport right now, baby.

Zara: I will be walking
in the door in hours.

I love you, bye.

Oh. Did you guys...

not hear about the change of plan?

What plan?

Another case?

Eric...

Say hi to everybody, Evie.

Maxine: Hey, Evie. Hi, Evie.

Goodnight, Evie.

Not funny.

Bye, Nathalie.

Bye.

À bientôt.

Take care.

Eric: That wasn't weird at all.

- Bye, Nathalie.
- I was just doing what I do.

Using you to manipulate my friends.