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I am formally sanctioning a further
three-year extension for the Night Owl unit.

-His name is Jaco Brouwer.
-How do you know him?

From a previous life.

Shipment arrives in Cartagena Port
in three days.

The chief calls himself Richard
Roper's true disciple.

He's Teddy Dos Santos.

All I've got is information about
Barquero Commerce

and their charity foundation.

Nothing above the parapet.

That face is too pretty to lose.

Do you think he's all right? I'm
worried about him.

Rex was murdered,

and the River House are involved.

An import company in Cartagena

is buying UK machine tools for oil
pipelines.

Something started to feel wrong.

-I took it to Rex.
-What about this man?

-No.
-Tell the team we're going to Spain.

-We're watchers, we're not the show.
-Remember?

Shipment list with a government
stamp, as requested.

Waleed.

Hi, this is Alex Goodwin.

Please leave a message.

The Night Owls is a surveillance
unit.

You watch, you listen, you report.

You do not hunt down.

Alex Goodwin was my boss.

He gave the order to follow Michel
Hebert to Spain.

We thought that he had authority.

Well, he had none.

Did he say why he was following some
gun-runner on a fake passport?

No.

He only told us what we needed to
know.

That's all?

Are you a sheep?

You know, Alex Goodwin's recklessness
not only cost him

his own life, but the lives of some of
our finest servants.

I'm hereby terminating the Night Owls
unit.

And as for you, Ms Price-Jones, you
should take some time off.

And if anyone outside this room
asks...

...your unit was never in Spain.

Is that clear?

Yeah.

Good. You can go.

Thank you.

OPERA MUSIC PLAYS

DOOR OPENS

Sally.

It's all right, Jonathan.

We're alone.

I come here most weekends to fish.

Bit of a bolthole to clear the mind.

Where's Sally?

She's about a mile from here.

Waiting for us to join her.

Why did you call me Jonathan?

Because it's your name.

Jonathan Pine.

The man who brought down Richard
Roper.

When, six years ago, Rex asked for my
help in creating the new you,

I was happy to oblige.

I've long been an admirer from afar.

Let's have some tea.

We need to talk.

Mayra Cavendish believes you died in
that hotel room explosion.

I used my influence to ensure the
report mentioned

two bodies in that room.

There was, in fact, only one.

Sally's told me about the Alcestis,

Cartagena,

Teddy Dos Santos.

Let me help you, Jonathan.

Whatever you've got in mind, you can't
do this alone.

I found these in the Roper archive.

This one is from Teddy Dos Santos.

Did Richard Roper smuggle arms

into Colombia in the 1990s?

-It was never proven.
-But?

-Almost certainly.
-OK.

Then I think Teddy is continuing his
business model,

and I think British Intelligence is
helping him.

You can't use service cover now.

Too risky.

Mayra has friends in many places,

as Rex discovered.

What about Roxana Bolanos?

Not a trace.

Maybe they killed her too, but we
can't be sure.

Hey.

-Waleed shouldn't have been there.
-I know.

He had children, and he had a bloody
beautiful wife.

I know.

I have no-one.

An arthritic dog.

You should have told us about your
past.

I'm sorry, Sally.

How's Mike?

He left the service. He went
straight to the Square Mile.

You know, you should do the same.

I've put you in too much danger
already.

I'm not going anywhere.

They died for nothing, otherwise.

Come on.

OK.

The trucks arrive tomorrow to take the
cargo from Cartagena Port

but you asked for a way to stop it.

Who is he?

Alejandro Gualteros, public
prosecutor in Medellin.

Now, he has tried twice before to stop
Barquero, but he got nowhere.

We've tipped him off under the code
name Max.

He's impounded the shipment for us

and he's frozen Barquero's bank
accounts.

Which means Teddy will need cash
flow.

That's your way in.

We'll use the Roper piggy bank.

Seems appropriate,

given you stole it in the first place.

300 million, last time I looked.

OK.

But you can't be Alex Goodwin.

So, who am I?

Matthew Ellis.

43 years old.

Born in Norfolk to a second-rate
merchant banker

and an alcoholic mother who slept with
half of Fakenham.

Good for her.

-Good?
-Yeah.

Try this one here.

You're a very wealthy man with a
penchant for risk.

Pinstripe.

Try that.

-That's not it.
-Right.

No, it's...

It's cheap.

-It's not... -It's obvious.
-It's obvious.

You made your own path, creating

and then just trashing companies in
Europe and the Gulf.

Shoes...

No socks with these shoes.

Try it with this.

Yeah.

Finally, you settled in Hong Kong,

working for a Swiss investment outfit,
Steiger and Sons.

-That?
-Yes.

-That's him.
-That's him.

You are in Medellin after a scandal
with the Hong Kong bank.

You're on your own, you're dodgy and
you've money to burn.

You're staying at the Gran Melia
because, naturally,

that is the only hotel in Colombia
that you would ever be seen dead at.

-Naturally.
-Naturally.

Matthew Ellis.

You've run away from family,
relationships,

and any responsibility.

And you've given in to your vices.

-Thank you.
-Now, Teddy's lawyer, Carrascal, is your way in.

He loves to gamble.

They lunch together every Tuesday

after his tennis practice at his club.

That's your chance to be a snake in
their garden.

Jonathan, any red flags, you follow
the escape routes immediately.

I'd normally take months to do
something like this.

See you there.

With my sun hat on.

-Morning.
-Morning.

You might have the same problem I had.

Coach had to leave. Family issues,
apparently.

Are you new to the club?

Flew in two days ago.

Matthew Ellis, member of the Simmonds
in London.

-Juan Carrascal.
-Hi.

-You want to play a set?
-Yeah.

-Do you want to make it count?
-Yeah.

How much for?

$1,000?

You don't mess around, do you?

THEY LAUGH

-Ace.
-Nice serve.

GRUNTS

30-love.

Game.

1-love to me.

Well done, Englishman.

-2-love.
-Well done.

Oh, come on!

JUAN EXCLAIMS IN SPANISH

OK. 3-love to me.

Out! My serve.

1-3.

-Out!
-Way in.

You've got to be fucking joking.

Not your lucky day today.

EXCLAIMS IN SPANISH

Your serve.

-Fuck!
-That's my set!

You have a strong forehand,

but you rely on it too much.

You sound like my father.

-Here's your money.
-Forget it.

It would be like taking candy from a
baby.

Hey, Juan.

Don't be cruel. Hmm?

JUAN RESPONDS

-How was your game?
-I lost.

Hmm.

Do you know what they say? Hmm?

Defeat makes you stronger.

Let's hope so.

You are new, right?

I just flew in.

Come.

I'll walk you inside.

Buenos dias, senor.

You're English?

From Hong Kong.

Swiss bank.

Been there for ten years.

And what are you doing in Colombia?

Let's just say it's getting more
complex to work

with our Chinese friends,

so I'm seeking new opportunities.

Hmm.

You are a risk taker.

In life...

...as on the court.

I like that.

-I have to go, my friend.
-Sure.

Nice to meet you.

-I hope Colombia treats you well.
-See you around.

Where are you staying?

At the Gran Melia, while I make
plans.

Take care, amigo.

-Let me get that for you, Alejandro.
-Gracias.

Excuse me. Who are you?

You received a tip-off ten days ago.

The sender's code name was Max.

You impounded the shipment for us,

and Max wants you to know we're very
grateful.

Yeah, but I can't open it.

I just got this letter.

The military are stopping me.

Let me guess, General Horacio
Sanchez?

Yes.

-Who are you?
-It's OK, Alejandro.

We're friends.

This conversation was recorded in
Richmond, London, two weeks ago.

Listen to it, but share it with
no-one.

We want to know what's going on, just
like you do.

So whatever Teddy Dos Santos offers
you to release that shipment,

you refuse it.

We'll talk soon.

♪ The first time

♪ Ever I saw your face

♪ I thought the sun

♪ Rose in your eyes... ♪

Rex Mayhew was a servant to his
country over many decades.

He was a man of deep principle.

A dyed-in-the-wool Englishman.

But more than anything,

he was a devoted husband to Celia,

an adoring father and grandfather...

...and a dear friend,

who I shall remember with a twinkle
forever in his eye.

I hear you're having Alex Goodwin's
body flown back from Spain.

What's left of it.

Not much, I'm afraid.

SHE SIGHS

You see...

...Alex made a mistake.

He got involved above his head...

...fought the wrong people.

And Rex?

Rex...

...was a tragedy.

What about you, Basil?

Where do you stand in all this?

You know where I stand.

I'm loyal to the service.

Always have been.

Yeah, but what service?

This mythic England of Rex's?

Green fields and croquet?

It's been paved over.

Our paymasters want us at the top
table.

We may have to stand on some heads to
get there.

What do you need from me?

All of Rex's operational files.

You send them over.

PHONE RINGS

Yes?

Is that... Matthew Ellis?

Yes. Who is this?

It's your tennis partner.

Would you care to join me and Teddy at
our fundraising gala tomorrow?

I'd love to.

Thank you.

Would you like some champagne?

Last time I saw you, you were angry
at losing on the tennis court.

CHUCKLES

I still am.

Matthew, thank you for coming.

It's so important to have your
support.

Oh, you don't have it yet.

Ooh.

-Juan should be here any minute.
-Very good.

-He's picking up a guest.
-OK.

Maybe another drink?

Why not?

-Thank you very much.
-You're welcome.

So, you came alone?

No-one to keep you company?

I'm always open to offers.

Oh, I like that.

"MATTHEW" CHUCKLES

And I'm sorry.

I just thought that you might be
married or...

Oh, I tried it for a while.

French woman in Hong Kong.

-Didn't go to plan.
-Oh.

She's back in Paris now

with our daughter.

-Hmm.
-So...

So, not a family guy.

Let's just say...

...I like my freedom.

-Top up?
-Lovely. Thank you. Yes. -OK.

Let me help you with that.

-I'm sorry.
-Not to worry.

It's all in the twist.

There you are... Octavio.

Good luck.

These kids, where'd you find them?

In every street corner.

Orphans grow wild in Colombia.

-Juan looked into that Swiss bank you worked for in Hong Kong.
-Hmm.

They are a secretive bunch.

Aren't we all?

Well...

There's Juan now.

Ah.

Who's he with?

She's a very close friend of mine.

-Huh.
-You want to say hi?

I'd like that.

Let's say hello.

-Juan, lovely to see you.
-How's your arm?

Fully recovered. We should have a
rematch.

Whenever you want.

Hola.

I want you to meet someone.

He's my friend Matthew, from Hong
Kong.

Hello. Pleasure to meet you.

And to you.

Welcome to Colombia.

You're new in town?

Oh, I just flew in.

Terrible turbulence on the way over.

Thought I might not make it.

But here you are.

Here I am.

Si. Matthew, excuse me for a moment.

-Of course.
-I have to talk with Juan.

Can you take care of our guest?

-You want to talk first, or shall I?
-Why don't you?

In London, you told me you didn't
know Teddy.

Said you'd never met him.

That's not the case, is it?

You called him from that hotel room.

You were working for him all that
time.

-I don't know what you're talking about.
-Don't lie to me.

Now, I recorded our London
conversation,

and it places you right at the heart
of the Barquero operation.

So, we can do this informally, or we
can choose a different route.

Arrest warrant.

Accessory to murder.

Extradition to London.

I'm not alone here, by the way.

There's a support team outside,
waiting.

So, how we do this is up to you.

What do you want?

The truth.

Keep smiling for the cameras.

Rex found me. He called me in Miami.

Why?

He'd noticed traffic between River
House and Colombia.

My name was mentioned.

So you flew to London to reassure
him?

You fed back to Teddy. They killed
him.

I had no idea that would happen.

Who did it? Teddy's people?

London?

I don't know.

What's in the Barquero shipment?

Because it isn't machine tools.

Teddy didn't tell me.

Who's he selling to? Colombian
military?

I told you. I don't know.

I just front the deal.

And how much does he pay you for
that?

-He's watching us.
-Hmm.

Are you two together?

He's with nobody in that way.

But he trusts you, clearly.

He trusts no-one.

I should be back in Miami by now,

instead I'm stuck here in his villa
under constant surveillance.

It's like I'm his fucking prisoner.

You don't look like a prisoner to
me.

The man talking with him on the
mezzanine.

He's a senior prosecutor.

Alejandro Gualteros.

Ten days ago, he impounded the
shipment after an anonymous tip-off.

That was you?

He's also frozen the company's bank
accounts.

Now, Teddy's going to need cash flow
to meet his deadline.

That's where you come in.

You're going to convince him that
Matthew Ellis is the man he needs.

You're going to vouch for me. I want a
meeting in three days.

You know I can't do that.

You want to get away clean, that's
the price.

You have a choice to make, Roxana.

You can either get me inside his
operation

or you can tell Teddy everything.

-There is nothing...
-My apologies.

Teddy!

Matthew, I'm sorry, but we have to
leave.

Thank you for coming

and don't forget to make a donation to
my charity.

We save lives.

Roxy.

Roxana.

Um, why don't you take my card?

Perhaps we can discuss things further
over a private drink.

Yeah, I'd like that.

I hope that's not you being polite.

I don't know the meaning of the
word.

I'll take care of that for you.

Matthew, goodbye, old boy.

-Nice to see you. -Bye.
-Vamos.

Nice gaff you've got.

How's yours?

Sans air-con, and sticky carpets.

Way out of your league.

Just make sure you lock the bedroom
door.

-OK?
-Yeah, OK. I can look after myself, thank you.

Our prosecutor came to the museum
tonight.

And?

He refused their offers.

Just as you asked.

Good boy.

I think we can trust him.

Anything else?

Roxana Bolanos was at the party
tonight.

It's OK.

She's getting me inside Teddy's
set-up.

And you trust her?

Not exactly, but she's all we've
got.

I've still got nothing concrete on
Teddy's past.

Did you get any more on Barquero?

No, nothing.

The paper trail seems clean.

What she told us in London checks out.

-I need more.
-I know, I'll keep looking.

-Goodnight.
-Night.

Ah, Mr Robinson.

From London, yes?

-Si.
-Welcome. Welcome.

-Gracias.
-So, what can I do for you?

I hear you're good at finding
people.

I'm sorry it took so long.

Rex was somewhat unorthodox in terms
of paperwork.

I've sorted it as best I can.

-Find anything irregular?
-Nothing.

Well, thank you, Basil.

You're an angel.

An angel with a migraine.

Why don't you go home?

Leave me and the team with this.

-Are you sure?
-Of course.

Thanks, Mayra.

-Mr Khan?
-Yes.

Sorry. Have you been waiting?

Oh, it's fine.

I've got another viewing at 4:30, but
I'll fit you in.

SHE MUTTERS

Yeah, you need to just give it a
shove.

Straight up to the top.

It's got the dual-aspect feature as
well.

Gorgeous view.

Holland Park is such a classy area.

Oh, I could probably get them to keep
the table and lamp too,

if that helps.

My client's from the Gulf.

He'll take possession immediately.

He's happy to pay six months up front.

BELLS TOLL

You OK?

Yeah.

I was a cop for ten years.

I had this crazy idea police were
meant to arrest the bad guys.

I learned my lesson the hard way.

Boom!

It's a small town.

Someone will know her.

All right.

Here she is.

Maria Luisa Vidal.

She died so young.

Si.

Clara. Who are you?

Do you know this man?

-Where did you get this photograph?
-You know him?

He's my brother, Eduardo.

I haven't talked to him in 30 years.

He was not brought up here.

-You're sure it's him?
-I know my brother.

Listen, I think he may be in
trouble, OK?

I'm a friend of his, and I need to
find him.

Any way you can help me?

Eduardo's father... was English?

Yes.

What is this about, Mr Robinson?

Who are you?

Thank you.

Are we on our bloody holidays? Where
have you been?

Hey, darling.

How was your day? Walk with me.

We've got company. Come on.

-He's one of Teddy's.
-OK.

I've done some more work on Barquero.

This isn't the only shipment.

What do you mean?

There have been five from the UK to
Colombia in the last two years.

All different ships, all different
cover names.

But all through Roxana Bolanos' Miami
outfit.

Now, the previous cargos, they've been
large, 20 containers each.

But the Alcestis only has one.

And it's the final shipment.

We need the shipment lists in that
briefcase

to know what we're dealing with.

Jonathan.

What is it? Are you listening to me?

Get in.

-Are you listening to what I'm saying to you?
-Sh.

WHISPERS:
Jonathan, what's going on?

TV PLAYS

Talk to me, Jonathan.

Teddy is Richard Onslow Roper's son.

Roper was gun-running in Colombia in
the '90s.

He met a married woman.

They had an affair.

She had a son.

They sent him away, changed his name,
hid his past.

Now he's continuing the family
business.

You OK?

I feel like I'm chasing ghosts.

Jonathan. No! Look at me.

There are no ghosts here, OK?

There's a dodgy shipment, in
Cartagena,

that me and you need to open before
they do.

It's six of six.

PHONE RINGS

Hello.

ROXANA:
I've got you an in.

If you're interested, I'll come and
pick you up tomorrow for lunch.

Tomorrow lunch sounds great.

Wait.

If he finds out...

...he'll kill me.

He won't find out.

It was delivered to my home.

Just trying to scare you.

Well, they are succeeding.

So, you need to tell me what's going
on.

I'm pretty sure the cargo you
impounded

contains illegally imported British
weapons.

It's the last of six shipments.

If we're right, that's a lot of
weapons.

And we need to know who they're for.

There's been talk of a deadline for
the final shipment.

Codenamed Anniversary.

That may not be a code name.

What do you mean?

The ten-year anniversary of the
peace process is in a week's time.

Maybe the anniversary is real.

We need to open that shipment,
Alejandro.

You saw the letter from the
military. My hands are tied.

OK.

If I can get you proof of what's
inside those containers,

then will that help untie them?

If I can get you a list.

Right.

-Salut.
-Cheers.

So, they're interested.

The Barquero bank account remains
frozen.

They need money while they solve the
problem.

Teddy's noticed you.

He detects an alcohol problem.

-An appetite for risk.
-And...?

He wants to sound you out about a
potential short-term loan.

No fingerprints. Easy getaway.

-How much?
-$20 million.

That's a lot of money.

Well, it's a serious operation.

And right now, they need cash flow.

But I want guarantees.

What kind of guarantees?

I get you what you want,

I disappear back to Miami.

No plea bargain, no key witness.

I was never here.

Done.

What happens now?

I call Teddy from the bathroom...

...if I still think you're the right
man for the job.

Make... the call.

Oi.

These boys will take care of you. I'm
going to go freshen up.

-I'll be out in a minute.
-Great.

-Hi.
-Hi.

Matthew Ellis. Nice to meet you.

GREETINGS IN SPANISH

Nice digs.

-Matthew.
-Beni.

Not bad, nice pad.

Yeah. It's our paradise.

Viktor, tell the chief our guest is
here.

Good year for Barquero, I think.

In the fucking Hollywood Hills up
here.

It is what it is.

Hey, Teddy.

Ah! The main man!

-Matthew.
-Teddy.

How good of you to come.

How was lunch?

It was lunch.

Why am I here?

First, have a drink with me.

Then we can talk.

Come on in, please.

Nice spot you got here.

Roxy!

Um, have you got a single malt?

Of course.

Gracias.

-Salut.
-Cheers.

Um... Teddy...

...what's with the muscle?

-You're afraid?
-Well, they're just...

You know, there's a lot of them.

Don't worry.

They're friends. We go back a long
way.

So...

...how did you two meet?

-It was in Miami.
-Si.

-At a party.
-Si.

We danced for...

...three, four...

-Mm-hm.
-And then I offered her the Barquero commission.

-Just like that?
-Just like that.

One dance and you get a whole
business deal.

Well, I'm one hell of a dancer.

I bet you are.

What is important is that,

five years later,

here we are.

I'm loyal, Matthew, to those loyal to
me.

But now Roxy tells me

that you are looking for investment
opportunities.

Is that right?

Well, that depends.

Mm-hm.

You left England in your twenties...

...and never went back.

A man on the run.

But from what, I wonder.

That is none of your business.

You were in the Army for a while.

I was. I left.

No.

Thrown out. Bad behaviour.

So?

Ten years in Hong Kong...

-Indeed.
-..working for a private Swiss bank.

-Mm-hm.
-Big profits.

Then, three months ago,

a sudden split.

No explanation.

And now you're here, on the lookout.

I don't know, but some people will
call that questionable.

Look, I made a lot of money.

I got bored.

What's to explain?

-Roxy likes you.
-No.

No, I didn't say I liked him.

I said, "I think we can work
together."

In that case...

...I have a simple offer for you.

If you say, "Yes,"

I can promise you rich rewards.

There is only one condition.

Which is?

You ask no questions of me...

...and I ask no questions of you.

Everything is trust.

What's the return?

Double your money in three months.

If you accept, you are in.

It's a leap of faith.

Understand?

-I'll think about it.
-Oh.

Just don't take too long because we
might look elsewhere.

Well...

...we don't have to rush things.

You know what? You're right.

Let's enjoy.

Maria, champagne, por favor.

I think I understood that one.

MUSIC THUMPS

Salut!

Hey!

OK!

Oh, my God, OK.

Now... now we're really getting the
party started. You guys know how.

No, this is the real Colombia.

In my country, they say...
SPEAKS SPANISH

...that means one, like, do another.

Yes, here.

Roxy.

And remember, here, always, to the
dead ones. Just a little.

-A little to the dead ones, how much?
-That much? Yeah?

Yeah.

For the dead ones.

CHEERING

Yeah, yeah, I remember that
semifinal...

What was it, semifinal, quarterfinal?

This is the way to...

This is the Colombian way.

-This is the Colombian way.
-Salut.

Salut, wait, one for the dead...

-To the dead ones...
-No, no, no.

Not this time? Chin-chin, down the
hatch.

CLAPPING

THEY MUTTER

ECHOING VOICES AND MUSIC

Help me!

No!

Welcome to the family... family...

ECHOING VOICES

Is he OK?

Help me.

Matthew.

Matthew?

Are you OK?

Who are you, Matthew?

Why are you really here?

You can tell me everything.

You're safe here.

I've come for you.

Really?

Why?

Cleaning the money.

What money?

I lost the bank...

...600 million.

HE WHISTLES

-That's a lot of money.
-Yeah.

-Yeah.
-Uh-hm.

Gone.

Swiss bankers not happy.

Ruins the family image!

Mm.

So, they kicked you out?

Yeah.

Yeah.

So, how is it you have money to
invest with me, huh?

Uh-huh... Well...

-I hid it.
-Hmm.

25 million.

Special account.

Belize.

Fucking Swiss didn't find it.

-Sh!
-Sh!

Sh.

I'm not real.

You're not real.

So, now...

-Now you need to clean that money, huh?
-Mm-hm.

Wash it clean.

Colombia's a...

...launderette.

HE REPEATS IN SPANISH

Uh-hm.

I can help you to do that, Matthew.

If you trust me.

-I trust you.
-Yeah?

I can make you clean.

Make me clean.

Make me clean.