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Welcome home.

Shit.

I might've given him too much.

If you could look a bit less suspicious, that'll be great.

I'm not used to travelling with wanted criminals.

You're the one who insisted on coming with me.

Hi, it's me.

It's Kayla.

The pilot said you landed,

the jet's heading back once he's refuel led,

so hopefully I can join, when I can. Call me.

- Are you not going to call her back? - Nope.

The woman flew us to Spain on her private jet, yeah.

Her dad's private jet.

This situation's already enough of a shitshow.

Well, this is either Cyrus's idea of cover,

or he's fucking with me.

Who's Cyrus?

What are those?

Explosives.

Small but, er, effective.

He made a mix tape for you.

'February 1999.'

I didn't think people made those things anymore.

Seems like a good friend. To do all this for you.

'Colleague' would be more accurate.

Part of the cover?

No, he's definitely fucking with me.

Heard anything?

No news is good news, I guess. That's what they say, right?

Well, it seems so for you.

Excuse me?

Ezra cross, you are the acting head of cgm.

He really meant it.

Yeah, so to kick things off, your sister's adamant

about some press release she wants to put out.

It's business your father wanted kept private.

Yeah. Yeah, right.

Er... that won't happen.

What...?

- Hello. - How do I...?

Take it easy. Take it easy.

Here you go.

Have some... have some water.

There you go!

There you go, go easy... go easy. Whoa. Whoa.

That's enough. That's enough.

Where am I?

Home.

Sorry?! What do you... What do you mean 'home'?

You're in Spain. In the first house you ever lived in.

Okay, just... just tell me, what is going on?

You've spent your entire life surrounded by people who lied to you.

Julie.

Your fiancée.

Twenty-nine years ago, her family ordered your father to be killed.

Sorry, what?

It's time for the truth.

And tonight, I'm going to make everything right again.

My whole life changed the last time I walked into that house.

Before, it was so straightforward.

It was just... simple.

I never let myself think about it since.

Who knows what Edward's life would have been if I had just let him be.

She's ready and waiting for us.

We're not gonna learn anything new from here.

How do you...

How did you do this job and carry on?

Whatever happened with Damian... You did it...

For a good reason.

That doesn't help.

The first person I...

Killed was in the army.

I still remember it really vividly.

And I thought after that, you know, I thought it would get easier,

become more routine, but, er...

It doesn't.

I still see them.

Every single one.

I think...

Somewhere along the way, it just...

Gets easier to live with.

And...

Whatever you think you are, Luka,

I am so much fucking worse.

Don't say that.

All the blood, and the lies, and those...

Those people who came to the island...

That's my fault.

And whatever happens to me down at that house.

I don't care.

I just have to make it right.

Michael told me I'm the new head of cgm.

Shit.

Yeah.

Congrats.

Yeah, humbled by your support.

Wait, if you're the new head of cgm,

does that mean you can send dad's security guards out to get ed?

He's in Spain, but I just... I don't know where in Spain.

Julie's been really annoying. She won't tell me anything.

You want me to use company resources to find him?

Same way as you used the jet.

Yeah, I mean because he's in actual danger. He needs help.

I'm sorry, but were you this bothered about company resources

when you sent that hit squad out for that Dutch guy?

It wasn't a squad. Just a person.

And I never said no. But.

Michael said you were planning on putting out a press release.

- Where are you going? - To Spain.

What, first ryanair out there, is it?

What else am I supposed to do?

Leave the past in the past.

And I will throw everything this company has at finding Edward.

Okay, so, er, anyone comes in or out

or so much as moves, radio me.

Don't move from here.

And, er, take this, just in case.

All right.

Goodbye, Luka.

Sorry.

You're lucky I don't have an hr department.

This is your father's office.

His sanctuary.

Jean-Luc built his empire from here.

What is all this stuff?

Everything he ever was and all his prized possessions.

It's all here.

Please.

Take a seat.

What, exactly, do you want me to say?

I-I want you to understand

what happened here.

What she did.

Twenty-nine years ago, she waltzed into this house...

And she murdered your father.

You're lying.

The woman you call 'mom, ' she killed your real dad.

And you know I'm not lying, because you know the kind of woman she is.

And you know what she is capable of.

You're fucking kidding me.

The night that she came into the house,

your father had just gotten home from a business trip, and...

And we were upstairs making love, and it was magical.

Didn't you say you were my aunt?

He was an incredible lover.

He would grab my neck with both hands, and he'd start to squeeze it...

Ew!

Okay. Okay, fine.

I know that sometimes the truth is hard to hear.

No, you monologuing about having sex with my father is hard to hear.

After we made love that night,

your father, he came down here to work.

And Julie shot him as he sat in that chair.

I came down to give him a drink.

I think I surprised her.

I don't think that she thought that anyone else was in the house.

I-I just didn't understand what was happening, until I saw the gun.

And then everything went black.

She must have heard you crying.

You were always crying.

And then, she took you.

You look so much like your father.

You think?

Why didn't you... Why didn't you just tell me...

That... you're my mother?

I'm so sorry.

You have no idea what it's like to have one fucking face

in your memory for that long.

But the art, the art saved me.

Drawing your dad. And you...

And everything... everything that happened.

And everything I wanted to happen.

So here we are.

And one way or another, this story is going to end.

I can't imagine what it must have been like for you.

Losing your husband, losing me, all on the same night.

Now, you are starting to understand.

But you really think any of this utter psychopathic madness

is going to help anything?

Yes, I do.

Somebody is coming right at you.

Edward's in the basement. I'm going in.

Be careful.

Shit.

She thinks she's so smart.

Miguel, what's going on?

Someone check the security hut.

Didn't you ever wonder why the two of you are nothing alike?

I mean, at all?

Okay, stop. Stop.

I've got this splitting headache now,

and your self-serving ranting's doing nothing to help my nausea.

Self-serving?

All I'm doing is educating you, Edward.

Edward. That's not even your real name.

Your real name...

Is florent.

Florent?

Your father made this for you, for your baptism.

Get me an update. Now!

Your dad did everything for you.

That money, anvil assets?

He set that up when you were barely a day old,

just to make sure you were taken care of.

Julie must've gotten in touch with the lawyers so they could find you.

I'm betting she never told you about that, did she?

It's because she lied to you every goddamn day of your life.

What the fuck is going on at the security hut!

I'll check it.

Hey!

Don't shoot him, you fucking idiot.

I told you I need them both alive, go!

Is everything okay?

Julie?

- Shush. It's me. - Shit.

- My god. - Shh.

My god.

Okay. This way.

You okay? You look awful.

I'm fine.

I know what you did.

I know who you are.

Actually, that's not true. I literally have no idea who the fuck you are.

Listen, whatever she has told you, we can talk about it, okay.

But not if we're both dead. We have to move.

You shot my father! You stole me!

Really? Now?

Now.

Okay. I didn't steal you.

Damian sent me chantaine. A job.

Okay, he-he sent me, the house plans,

the bodyguard rotation.

The only thing I knew about your father

was that he was the kind of rich that you don't get by being nice.

I came in, I shot him.

Checked for a pulse. Job done.

Then... I heard a noise.

And I-I turned.

And I didn't even hesitate, I just... I shot her.

I get it.

I get why you said you'd rather die before you told me this.

I didn't check her pulse, because at that moment,

I heard a baby crying in the next room.

You.

And I... I went in.

And you were there, all alone, and it was my fault.

And I didn't think... I didn't think it through.

I-I just.

I just knew that I-I couldn't just leave you there alone.

Look, I never even wanted children.

I-I was... I was pregnant once.

A long time ago. And... And I miscarried.

And... fuck, you can't admit this, but I was relieved.

I can't explain it.

I just knew that I had to protect you.

And f-for what it's worth, I've

I've never forgiven myself.

Why do you think I took myself off to live on a fucking island

in the middle of nowhere?

Not-not seeing anyone, not even you, the one person...

And I'm so... I'm sorry, I.

I am so fucking sorry.

My real name's florent.

Fuck.

Yeah.

I'm French.

Thirty years old, just found out I'm French.

Well, you're focusing on... on the French.

Just... just let me...

Look just... just let me get you out of here, let me get you safe,

and then... and then you will never have to see me again.

Well, that was just adorable.

Your faces right now!

You know how sometimes, you think of something so much,

you imagine it so many times in-in your head,

there's just no way that the reality

is gonna be as good as what's in your head?

But this is so much better.

Okay.

So what's your plan here, now, exactly?

I'm your son, so I know you're not gonna hurt me.

Not really.

What!?

You're not mine. Sorry.

Jean-Luc was the one who wanted kids. We paid for a surrogate.

No strings, no questions.

He gave you everything.

I wouldn't even change your diaper, you little...

More men arriving.

Julie, do you copy?

So, she's not my mother, either.

What the actual fuck is happening?

Right. This should lead us outside.

Whoa.

Hey, are you okay?

Yeah, I'm... it's just...

She drugged me to get me over here. Must be that. I'm fine.

Fine.

- Are you ready? - Yeah.

Let's go.

Shit.

There's another gate at the main entrance.

Do you think you can make it?

Go, go, go!

Okay. Getting back past them is too risky.

And we can't go back over that wall, not with you like this.

Yeah. There must be another way out.

- All right, main gate. - Yeah.

- You okay? - Yeah. Yeah. It will... it will pass.

All right. Let's go.

Okay.

Let me guess. Main gate?

Find them!

Okay. All right, we've got no other option.

- We're gonna have to go past them. - How?

Distraction.

Again, how?

What's that?

Now you call them off, or you're dead.

Hey there, Julie. Glad you could make it.

Y'know, you didn't have to blow up my fucking studio.

Come on, Edward. We're leaving.

Now what?

Hey. Make one move I don't like,

and she gets a bullet in her head, all right?

And you know what that means, you don't get paid.

This is your... your grand scheme?

You bust right in, you shoot everyone,

and waltz right out like nothing ever happened?

I guess some things never change.

Feel free to stop talking.

How you doing there, florent?

Don't fucking call me that.

He said you drugged him to get him here. What did you give him?

To get him here? Little Ketamine, no big deal.

But that is not what's making him sick, sweetheart.

What do you mean?

Well, I-I should've said... 'sick' isn't the right word.

I should've said, florent's dying, bitch.

What the fuck are you doing here?

What do you mean, what am I doing here?

You're the one who told me where ed was!

Not so you would fly here... Is he all right?

I don't know. Julie's not answering the-the radio.

What is this? What are you, fucking Rambo now?

Look, I'm not standing by to let this happen.

The man who killed my village is in there.

You stay here.

No, unlike you, I actually know my limitations.

I didn't come by myself.

You're bluffing.

I was in a fucking coma for years.

And when I woke up, I couldn't walk, I couldn't speak.

But y'know what got me better?

Thinking about this.

The day that I finally got even

with the fucker who killed my husband.

So, do you really think that I'm in a bluffing sort of way, Julie?

What did you give him?

Look it up on Wikipedia under 'aconitine.'

aconitine?

You know, I got from an article that you wrote

'the power of plants.'

and here you are, you're...

You're finally a vegan, and it's a plant that kills you.

I mean, that's irony!

So the only way we can keep florent alive here

long enough to get to the hospital

is if I give him a shot of atropine

which I have in the house.

Why would you poison Edward?

This is where you lower your gun.

So your guys can...

Can shoot us now. No, thanks.

Fuck, we don't even need them.

Hey guys, can you, er... Just go guard the gate?

I do not anyone in or out, coming in here spoiling the fun, okay?

What do you want?

Right now?

A cigarette.

Yes!

God, I am having so much fun!

Are you having fun?

Just tell me what you want.

Don't you wanna guess?

Look, I am sorry.

Okay, about what happened.

It's just a job.

Just a job?

Jean-Luc was not just a job.

You murdered him.

And I've been planning my revenge for 29 years,

because you took everything... Everything from me that night!

Even your... your son. Or is he not your son?

You know what, I'm sorry, I can't keep up.

I'm outnumbered.

Everyone's dead.

I'm outta here now!

Put your hands up.

I'm just paid to be here.

I have no skin in this game.

Put down your weapon!

Okay.

You don't recognise me, do you?

The island.

Every innocent person in my village you killed.

Just so they wouldn't talk.

When you look at me...

Those are the faces you should see.

Listen, do you have what Edward needs or not?

We haven't got time for this fucking about.

All right, then, let's get on with it.

I will give your fake son the antidote he needs.

Right after he puts a bullet in your head.

How far would you go for the person you love?

So, what's the plan now?

You wave that thing at me all night?

I'm not even armed, all right.

It's okay. It's okay.

Shoot her.

Shoot her, mum.

We need her alive.

You think I kill you, and suddenly, she's just gonna fix me up?

She's given us no reason to trust her at all.

The only thing I've got left of Jean-Luc in this world.

I don't want you dead, florent.

Don't call... don't call me that.

I started this.

Okay.

Now let me finish it.

She's a fucking psycho, but she's right.

I deserve it.

You know she's right, florent.

Don't call me that.

She may have raised you, but I'm the victim here.

Okay. She came into my home, she killed your father,

she started this whole fucking Greek tragedy

just because she was getting paid.

She's not the hero of this story.

It's okay.

That's right, take your time.

My god. I am really enjoying this.

We are edging revenge right now, and it is fire!

C'mon!

Do it...

C'mon.

Do it, florent. Do it!

What have you done?

I told her not to call me that.

No, no, no.

Ed...?

Kayla! She's poisoned him. He needs help urgently.

We have to get him to a hospital right now.

God. Fuck know how long it's going to take on these roads.

Well, is a helicopter all right?

I came straight away.

I'm sorry for your loss.

Toxicology confirmed it was a fatal overdose

Lorazepam and oxycodone.

Yeah, I saw him taking a few things.

Assumed they're for sleeping or supplements or some shit.

Yeah, I... I never knew your father to take oxycodone.

You've... you've taken it, haven't you?

Dad was under a lot of stress. Must've got confused.

So that's what happened.

What else could it be?

I'll leave you to it.

You're here!

Yeah, of course, I am.

How?

Don't worry about it. It's okay.

- Hey... - Hey. Get in.

No. No. He, er... he won't want me.

What are you talking about? You're his mum, get in...

No it's... it's fine. He's better off with you.

Just, er... just let me know he's okay, won't you?

Yeah, sure, of course.

Don't try and make me feel better.

I wasn't going to.

We probably should've just told Ezra

to shove it and gone public with the truth, really.

I don't know. Maybe some secrets are best left buried.

Your editor would love to hear you saying that.

And, if you genuinely believed that, then we wouldn't be here, would we?

What do you think she'll be like?

Who, your mum?

No, the easter bunny.

Your dad was a bit of a dick, so

I reckon she's gotta be some kind of Saint,

because you turned out all right, so...

Just all right?

Yeah. Well... passable, actually.

Still marrying me, so joke's on you.

Touché.

I'm gonna make us some more coffee.

Hey.

- Mind if I...? - Of course, yeah.

Luka?

- So needy. - You love it.

So, er...

- Sleep okay? - Yeah.

- Yeah. - Yeah. Really well, actually.

I realised I hadn't had much of a chance to speak to you

while we've been on the boat, with Kayla being around.

You... you don't need to... Well, I-I want to.

I just... I just wanted to thank you

for letting me come.

You have your uses.

You never know who might need snuffing out along the way.

Yeah. I'll try to keep that to a minimum.

- Yeah. If you could, that'd be... - Yeah, I'll try.

Do you think she's really gonna be there?

Your mother.

I think so.

Well, I can't wait to meet her.

Me, too.

Your sandals are like a 90-year-old man's.

What, a contract killer

who also moonlights for the fashion police.

- Who knew? - Why not? Pays well.

How much did you get paid?

- What, for killing people? - Yeah.

Fucking shit-tonnes.