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Still don't get it!

Get what?

This! I mean, it's just...

SHE IMITATES THE MUSIC BEAT

You sound like my mother!

And, actually, right now,
you even look like her.

Must be the hair.

And this looks great.

Surprising... but great.

Professional choice,
based on research.

Allows me to blend in seamlessly
with the subculture.

See?

MC: And now,
please give it up for...

DJ Kurt Summer!

CHEERING

All this for someone who plays
a few records?

Kurt Summer is a living legend.

Started at the Berlin Philharmonic.

Then, at the height of his fame,

he gave it all
up for repetitive beats.

CHEERING

We dance to live.

We dance until we die, because the
music is the life and the soul.

VIOLIN PLAYS

Ah! Where do I know this from?

Hey, stop!

Stop!

SHE YELLS Are you crazy?

You're under arrest.

Palma Police - suspected supply of
illegal narcotics. What?

This is crazy.

I got nothing.

Search me if you want.

Turn around.

Hands to the side.

Shoes. Mind if I see?

I told you, I've got nothing.

What's that?

Oh...

? When the moonlight shines
Down on the sea

? And you think that you
got a shot at me

? Then set me free

? You gotta set me free

? Surrender

? Surrender...?

45 pills.

That's all the evidence
we need to convict you

of intent to supply.
Unless they were aspirin.

In which case, I'd like to borrow
a couple. I have a slight headache.

TELEPHONE RINGS

We're on our way.

Restringido. Somos los detectives.
Winter, Blake.

Perdona. Pasen, pasen.

Looks like he died with his cans on.

What was he listening to?

Mahler, Symphony No 4. It's on
repeat.

Of course! You remember the violin
last night?

That's Mahler.

I knew I recognised it.

You like Mahler.

Sure. Also Beethoven.
Franz Liszt. David Hasselhoff.

You know, all the bases covered.

Many consider Mahler's Fourth
Symphony

to be his most profound musical
statement.

It describes man's dance
with death himself.

Miranda!

Just don't.
Assume this was an overdose.

It's impossible.

Kurt didn't do drugs.

He hated them.

"Music is all I need to make me
high."

Direct quote.

No forced entry, no signs of
struggle,

no obvious trauma.

I'm sorry, Max.

I'm with Miranda.

Death's head logo.

Now I'm going to bet

we'll find several more of these
inside this totally clean DJ

who absolutely, definitely didn't do
any drugs at all ever.

HE SIGHS

Look, I've done everything
we can to clean this place. OK?

I mean, everyone gets searched
at the door.

Heinrich has a zero-tolerance policy
with all staff

and we always cooperate
with the police, so...

The fact remains we found a dealer
operating inside your club.

Now your DJ's dead of
an overdose. Suspected overdose.

That's impossible.

Kurt was totally anti-drugs.

That was one of the only reasons

he agreed to play in the first
place.

We assured him that the club
was totally clean.

Fine. We need to track his movements
in the club.

I'm going to need access
to all the CCTV you have.

Heinrich.

Sure.

Follow me.

I took him to his dressing room
before the set.

He wanted something to drink.

Champagne, whisky? Mint tea.
Kurt didn't drink alcohol.

Of course.

Did he ask you for a yoga mat too?

We had already provided that.

Ahem.

Stop.

Maria.

This is you, right?

Kurt Summer was found dead
in his room this morning.

And we found this in his bathroom.

You were selling drugs, the same
contaminated pills

that have put five people in
hospital in the last month.

And now they've killed someone.

And we have CCTV of you making
your sale.

What do you want?
The person who's really behind this.

Luis Gardera.

I don't know any Gardera
and I don't know...

SHE BANGS THE TABLE

Everyone knows he
runs the trade around here.

There is a deal on the table.

You help us and we can help you.

Immunity is my new identity.

Look.

We need someone to work with us.

Help us get close to Gardera
to get the evidence we need.

This, taken two years ago.

This one last month.

And these, these are all
victims of Gardera.

Trying to frighten me.
That's pathetic.

I would be frightened of me
if I had to work for Gardera.

He seems to go through
a lot of staff.

And that and that and that...

It's one hell of a severance
package.

You think it's so easy, huh?

Gardera knows people everywhere
in this place,

in government, everywhere.

There's a reason why nobody's
talking about him,

because they all end up like this.

You won't if you let us protect you.

I should trust you two
with my life.

I would if I was in your position.

Gardera's lawyer.

We have no grounds for provisional
imprisonment.

I set bail as high as I could,
but still it is nothing for them.

Damn it! She's terrified.

A few more minutes and she would
have helped us.

Maybe, maybe not.

But I think we've done all we can.

Heading home, I need to sleep.

And you need to shower.

Yeah.

MUSIC: Mahler's Symphony no 4

KNOCK ON DOOR

Hey!

Is it true?

About Kurt?

I heard a rumour, but...

PHONE RINGS

SHE SIGHS

Blake.

Sure this is the right place?

Maybe she got scared.

Would you blame her?

TELEPHONE RINGS

Si, diga? Perdone.

Estan esperando a alguien?

Si. Estamos esperando.

Yes? Carrer Marco.

Ten minutes.

She's changed the place.

Maybe we missed her.

Maybe.

This is the street.

OK, one more minute and then we'll
get out of here. Yeah.

This way.

Do you want something?

Did you mean it? When you said
you could help me?

Yeah, of course.
You have to trust us.

I came here with my friend to have
fun, you know?

And when we earned enough money,
I was going to go home,

and he said he could help me
make all the cash,

and then he gave me pills to sell

and then he took my passport
and security.

Heinrich works for Gardera? Shh.

He trusts him.

That's why Gardera puts him
inside the club.

Got to go.

I just want out and to go home,

but if I try and leave,
they'll kill me.

OK, if you agree to work with us,
we can help you.

We'll set you up with a contact
in Vice.

He's an experienced officer from
the mainland...

No, Gardera has informers
throughout that squad.

In police and government,
everywhere.

That's how he works.

If they know, he knows.

Why do you think I called you?

You're not connected.

This is specialist work.

It's dangerous.

I said no! That's the only deal.

I work with you and you alone
or nothing.

Do you understand?

It's just you or I take my chances.

We don't run informants,
Detective Blake.

Not on this scale, anyway.

If I approved this operation,
my neck would be on the line.

But if you are the one who busts
Gardera...

I've done this kind of thing before,
back in London.

We ran informants on drug gangs.

These are long-term operations.
They can take months.

Years even.

Yeah, but Maria is giving us a
way in.

An opportunity like this is so rare,
Ines.

OK, set it up.

But run it outside the station.

OK? Perfect.

Yeah, I can hear you!
There's some people on the pitch.

They think it's all over.

Oh, for God's sake.

Max.

He's nervous.

Whenever things get serious,

he tries to pretend everything
is just one big joke.

I noticed.

You did these for Kurt?

May I?

Max told me you did his album
artwork.

Yeah, I met him in Ibiza

when I was having an exhibition.

He liked my work,
but he was always very specific,

knew exactly what he wanted.

Death leading us all in the dance.

Buenos dias. Pero bueno... Que tal?

So, Miranda, treat for you.

Yes.

Treat for us.

Ensaimadas! Of course, my friend!

And there's absolutely no doubt
about this?

Cause of death was a massive
barbiturate overdose,

just as we suspected.

But Kurt was riddled with
an aggressive cancer,

probably a renal tumour.

Almost every major organ
was involved.

No chance of cure. Are you hearing
this? Yeah.

He would know all this,
that he was dying?

There was a tiny mark on his right
side,

almost certainly a scar
from a biopsy one or two months ago.

And he would have been weak
and in a lot of pain.

So, yes, he knew.

So, you think it was suicide,
that he knew what he was taking?

It makes sense.

Hi.

We booked a room.

Mr and Mrs Schmidt.

Gracias.

After you, Frau Schmidt.

So, how long were you in Vice?

Nearly three years.

That's funny.

I find it hard to imagine.

Because I'm a woman?

No, no, because you're just
so straight.

Maybe that's why people trusted me.

It was girlfriends a lot of
the time,

people they didn't even notice.

Most of them were being abused

and they just wanted a way out.

So, I helped them.

So, why did you quit?

People...

People who trusted me
got hurt or worse.

And you have to deal with that.

Because some people find it easier
than others.

Yeah, sure.

KNOCK ON DOOR

Yes.

OK, we'll track you from a safe
distance,

you won't be able to see us,

and we'll be listening
to everything, OK? OK.

Just pretend we're not there.

Yeah, sure, no problem.

Just put that through.

And you're sure they bring
the new shipment tonight?

Yeah, yeah, that's the regular
routine.

Delivery for next week's supply...

...for the club. OK, good.

Nothing different tonight, yes?

You just pick up the stuff
and you leave.

All we want is to observe
so we can start building a case.

I understand.

We need a safe word.

Something that you can say
if you think it's all going wrong.

OK, um... Um...

I can't think of anything right now.

Um...

OK, listen, you have a good friend
called Miranda.

She's coming to visit you from
England next week

and you can't wait
to show her the island.

You get scared. You talk about that.

OK? I hear my name,

and we come in and get you.

OK?

OK. Are you OK?

All right.

HE SIGHS

PHONE RINGS

Hello.

Go to Carrer de Elio.
Why the new place?

Security. Just do it.

OK.

Let's follow her.

No, wait.

It's a new location,
because they're tailing her.

Checking for people like us.

So...? So, we play cat and mouse.

They've gone right.

They've gone left. Carrer Elio.

OK.

Hang back.

I'll take over at the top.

She's getting in a vehicle.

Silver BMW.

No! No, that wasn't the plan!

I'll get the car.

Where are we going?
INDISTINCT VOICE

Tell me, where are we going?

Max! Max, are you there?

TYRES SCREECH, SHE GRUNTS

SHE GROANS

Go!

They're getting away! I'm losing
reception.

What's the range on that thing?
Half a mile, maybe less.

There, there!
INDISTINCT VOICES ON RADIO

I'm still losing them.
I'm losing them.

SHE GROANS IN FRUSTRATION

RADIO CRACKLES

DRONING
Wait. You hear that?

That's the night ferry.

If they're at the docks,
we can find them.

SHIP HORNS BLARE

INDISTINCT VOICES ON RADIO
There. There. Can you hear that?

Switch off your lights.

There. That's the car. Back up.

Heinrich.

SHE SIGHS

I don't get it.

What's wrong with the usual place?

We had to increase security.

You understand, after your mistakes?

Sure. So, where is it?

It's late. I want to get some sleep.

What did they offer you?

Reduced sentence?

Or immunity?

I don't know what
you're talking about.

SHE GROANS

Liar. Sit down.

Come on.

Again, what did they offer you?

Nothing!

I said nothing.

So, they just let you go? Yeah!

They sent in a good lawyer.

He's from Gardera. So, I just did
what they told me to do.

GUN CLICKS

We have to go in.
He's going to shoot her. No. No!

Not until she says my name.

She's freaking! She can't remember
her own damn name!

OK. OK. OK.

They asked me to work for them
as an informer.

They said they could help me
if I helped them.

Think about it.

We can use it. Months, years even,

me feeding them the wrong
information.

We can make them believe
what we want them to believe.

OK... Please...

Let me ask Gardera first, please.

And when he says no, OK.

OK?

You know how he operates.
Counterintelligence.

He can see... Maybe he can see
that this is a great opportunity.

Please.

Please. She's lost it. She's lost
it! She's wearing a wire!

Believe me... She knows that we can
hear everything. She's trying to

take us straight to Gardera. This
could be the perfect double cross.

Yeah, IF he buys it. IF!

Please, please, please, please...
No, no, no, no, no. Please...

GUNSHOT

We're going in.

So, this was supposed to frighten
me?

MIRANDA SIGHS

OK.

But I'll talk to him first.

Maria, come on.

Hey!

Hey! Wait! Maria!

Hey! Stop! No!

What the hell were you doing?!

That is not what we agreed!

You could've been killed! Do you
think I don't know that?!

You want Gardera, right?

So, if I'm prepared to take
the risk, you should too. No!

Look, you should have discussed it
with us.

I had to stop him from storming
the damn building!

It came to my mind. I...

Maybe this way we can get
right to him.

Or get yourself killed.

I mean...

Maria... No! We do this my way
or not at all.

ENGINE STARTS

OK. Here's all they have on him.

Heinrich Muller, born in
Fussen, Bavaria, 1980.

He's got no German criminal records.

He's been here for nearly
three years.

Fussen? Nothing. Look here.

Kurt Sommer was born in the same
town, same age, 1980.

That's relevant because...?

Because it's a small place.

You'd think they... they'd know each
other. Mmm.

MAX SIGHS

HE SIGHS

HE TYPES

They did know each other.

And Heinrich's drugs killed Kurt.

MOBILE PHONE RINGS

It's her.

Blake.

OK, understood.

Heinrich is taking her to see
Gardera.

I'll call Ines.

Ines, we're getting close.

Understood. We'll hang back
and wait for your word.

OK, this is close enough.

RELAXED SPANISH MUSIC PLAYS

We're here to see Gardera.

Thank you.

This way. Come on.

Stand by. Copy that.

Talk to me.

I want to help you.

The police trust me, and as I told
Heinrich, if I pretend to work for

them, we can feed them with any
information we choose, even lead

them to rivals.

And you believe you can deliver
on this promise.

Yes, of course.

If it wasn't all lies, right?

What?

She's working for them already. I...

I was to meet them.

She's a liar.

She wants to betray us all.
No, that's not true.

I think it is. No, it's not true.

I was meeting a friend.

She's called Miranda.

I met her a few years ago in London.

Just say the word.

Kill her.

Come on!

No, stop, please!

She's blown. Move in, now!

No!

Please! Please!

GUN CLICKS

TYRES SCREECH

SHE SPEAKS IN OWN LANGUAGE

Do you want me to shoot this woman?

Are you deaf?

Kill her now. No!

What is this?
HEINRICH CHUCKLES

Shoot her!

No, no, no! Police! Freeze!
Put the gun down! Now!

Both of you!

What?

You did it.

Wow.

It was a beautiful performance.

INDISTINCT VOICES

Gardera, I'm arresting you for
soliciting a murder.

This is crazy. Is it?

Show him.

INES SPEAKS IN SPANISH

Alba was my best friend.

We grew up together back in Fussen.

And she was my sister.

She came here three years
ago, worked in Gardera's club

for the summer,
then she just disappeared.

I came to look for her,
but then they found her body thrown

on some rubbish.

We knew he was behind it,
but nobody could prove anything.

The photograph.

You recognised her.

Yeah, that was hard.

Gardera was untouchable.

Witnesses simply vanished
before they could even testify

against him. But Kurt was
your best friend from school.

When he realised he was dying,

you both saw a way to get revenge.

His death started the dance.

The whole thing was a performance.
A symphony, if you like.

All designed to lead the two
of us to Gardera.

Everything had to feel real.

My injuries, Kurt's body.

And making sure you saw
the drug deal.

Make us put you under surveillance
and then lead us right to him.

Making sure we collect the evidence
we need to convict him.

Exactly.

Thank you for being so predictable,
both of you.

What was her name?

Your informer.

Amy.

She was only 19.

They'd done things to her.
Like, unspeakable things.

It wasn't your fault.

That's what everyone said.
Maybe they were right.

Yeah, of course they're right.

Perhaps death really is nothing
to be scared of.

All these people
are at peace now.

Just like her.

No-one can hurt them.

Maybe.

The dead must rest,
but the living must drink

and eat and dance.

No dancing.
Oh, come on, live a little!

Dance with me! Absolutely not.

Oh, come on. You don't have to be
good. I can teach you.

Thank you, but no.

Ma... Max..
SHE GROANS

Look at you - you're dancing!
HE LAUGHS

? We got time on our side

? Never too late

? If you want me now

? It's gonna have to wait.?