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[man over PA] Copenhagen to Den Haag.
Train departs platform four.

Let me remind you

that passengers must not
leave their baggage unattended.

[ringing]

[woman's voice] You have reached
the office of Michel Dorn.

Please leave a message
after the tone.

-[beep]
-Mr Dorn, it's Freja Jensen.

I'm on the 7:30 train
from Copenhagen.

Um, I don't know
when it's gonna arrive,

but I'm gonna go
straight to your office,

and I have something that...

Well, I'm very eager to see you.

Okay, bye.

Oh, sorry.

Sorry, I didn't
mean to startle you.

Did... Did I get any on you?

No, no, no, I'm okay.
How about you?

Yeah, I'm... a little bit.
Uh, just fine.

Uh, what are you doing here?

I've got a symposium
in, uh, Gothenburg, so...

Yeah, very dull.

How about you?

Uh, I'm meeting a friend
in Bremen.

Oh, too bad.

When I saw you, I was hoping
we'd be on the same train, so...

Yeah... Okay.

Uh, well, uh, have a good trip.

Have a good trip?
Is that it?

Freja, what is going on?

It's been weeks.
You don't return my calls.

I'm sorry. I've been distracted.
It's nothing, really.

-Okay, did I do something, or...?
-No, no. My train is boarding.

I have to go.

Freja.

Sorry.

Can I help you with that?

Mm... I got it.
Thank you.

Do you know how much longer
until we get to The Hague?

Well, we passed Bremen
a little while ago,

so I'd say three hours or so.

Okay, thanks.

[labored breathing]

Are you okay?

I'm fine. Thank you.

[knocks]

Excuse me, the train
is in the station.

[theme music plays]

-[answering machine beep]
-[Freja] Mr Dorn, it's Freja Jensen.

I'm on the 7:30 train
from Copenhagen.

Um, I don't know
when it's gonna arrive,

but I'm gonna go
straight to your office,

and I have something that...

Well, I'm very eager to see you.

Okay, bye.

Ms Jensen did not make it,

but she was found dead
in a locked lavatory

on the train from Copenhagen.

Cause of death?

As yet unknown.

The Hague police
are investigating.

But given her message,
you fear the worst.

I do.

What was she coming
to see you about?

She would not disclose that
on the telephone.

What she would volunteer,

she was bringing me a story
of international importance,

and that thousands of lives
were at stake.

Ellie, what do you have on her?

Uh, well, she called herself
a freelance journalist,

but she never really
made much of a career of it.

Both of her parents
are deceased,

died in a car crash
ten years ago.

Her only next of kin
is her younger sister, Lea.

So are we thinking
an investigative journalist

on to a hot story?

Most articles she wrote
were cultural feature pieces:

where to buy coffee
in Copenhagen,

the best spas in Baden Baden,
that sort of thing.

Ellie, is there anything
in your research

that could throw up
a motive for murder?

If she was murdered.

If this is an international story
with "thousands of lives at stake,"

it comes to us.

Let's find out, fast.

Lea's in total shock,
you understand.

Her sister was all the family
she had in the world.

Why is she here?

She had bone cancer,

but suffered a stroke
during surgery nine months ago.

How often did her sister
come to see her?

Oh, every day.
They were very close.

Come in.

Lea, these are
the ICC inspectors who phoned.

Hi, Lea.

I'm Inspector Strand.
This is Inspector Constante.

We're so sorry for your loss.

I just want you
to find who did this.

"Who did this."

You... you think
your sister was murdered?

Someone killed Freja.

There's no doubt in my mind.

Hi.

Hello. I'm Margaret Booth,
the train manager.

Where's the lavatory
where you found the body?

Right here.

-Have you got the passenger manifest?
-Yes, I have it here for you.

-Thanks.
-Thanks.

The police said it's a murder,

but how could someone kill her
in a locked lavatory?

Well, we're not sure
anybody did yet.

The door was locked
from the inside.

They would've needed a key.

Well, not necessarily.

Misspent youth.

So Ms Jensen's seat, it was 65C?

That's right. I will show you.

Trouble in paradise?

Just keep scraping, Sebastian.

[Lea] My sister always put me first.

She could have been
a brilliant reporter. I just know it.

She was so clever.

What makes you think
your sister was murdered?

She had a story.

She wouldn't tell me
what it was.

She'd sit just where
you're sitting and...

and type on her laptop.

When she set her mind
on something,

nothing would stop her.

On her laptop? Do you know
where we could find it?

No, but she always
kept it with her.

Do you have any idea
what story she was writing?

No.

Do you know someone who might?

Like an editor or... or a friend?

There was a guy she was seeing.

A guy?

Would you happen
to know his name?

André or... Antoine?

I... I overheard her talking
on the phone once,

but she never told me his name.

She kept promising to bring him
around to meet me one day...

but she never did.

[Luke] In the statement
that you made to The Hague police,

you said that Ms Jensen entered
the lavatory with an overnight bag.

That's right.

She kept it on her lap
the entire journey.

But it wasn't found
in the carriage.

[woman] Hmm.

Was she was drinking coffee?

I'm sorry, I didn't notice.

Here.

Like Cinderella's slipper...

Or Snow White's apple.

So, nobody had to break
into the lavatory,

not if Ms Jensen was poisoned.

Beautiful weapon, don't you think?

I suppose.

It helped the Russians
defeat the Nazis.

Now it will help us defeat them.

There is only one problem.

This shipment
is short 50 rifles.

I don't know what you mean.

Which part of "short"
didn't you get?

There must be some mistake.

I don't forgive mistakes.

I promise you,
it won't happen again.

You're right. It won't.

Mr Dudayev.

Mr Dudayev... please.

You will bring me 50 extra
rifles in the next shipment

at no extra charge.

Yes. Yes, of course.

Get out.

You've brought me something
from Ms Jensen?

[Marco] André or Antoine.
She didn't give us much.

No, but if we could find
her laptop,

the story she was writing
might give us a lead.

Probably give us the name
of the mystery boyfriend.

You're leaning towards
boyfriend as a suspect?

Well, nine times out of 10,
it's a boyfriend or a husband,

not All the President's Men.

I mean, that is
if Freja was murdered.

I'll admit it's a bit of a leap
going from cappuccinos

to Woodward and Bernstein,
but the timing is suspicious.

What's up?

[Sebastian]
This was murder, all right.

How do you know?

Well, we found
Ms Jensen's DNA

on a discarded paper cup.

The lab was able to analyse
the coffee residue.

-And?
-And we found traces of aconite.

[Carine]
Aconite is a poison, yeah?

With an excellent reputation.

It kills quickly,
avoids toxicological panels,

and you can grow it
in your garden.

[Ellie] It's also found
in some cardiac pharmaceuticals.

It prevents ventricular dysrhythmias.

Ven... ventricular what?

[Sebastian] It's a heart medicine.

Uh, from her blood residue,

uh, we determined
she ingested a lethal dose.

But we have no idea
who put it in the cup.

Or why.

Well, that rules out suicide.

Can't be right all the time.

Yeah, we need to find out
where she got that coffee cup.

Was it on the train?

Great minds think alike.

Uh, that particular brand
is available

at Copenhagen train station
from a stand called Stoppe & Ga.

[Carine] On our way
to the station now.

Look at that.
She even found our factory.

She was quite a nosy girl,
our Ms Jensen.

All that work, undone so easily.

Well done.

Thank you, sir.

I have another job for you.

We have some loose ends.

You got anything?

I got a warrant to search
Freja Jensen's online account.

A warrant?

See? You can teach
an old dog new tricks.

Unfortunately,
it didn't yield much.

I was rather hoping
she'd cracked a big story.

Well, if she did, she kept it
off her email server.

There are dozens of folders
in her DropPocket account,

and one of them
looks really odd.

-Odd how?
-I'm not sure.

The contents are long gone,
but the heading's still there.

Sounds German. "Froebe."

Does that mean anything to you?

The actor who played Goldfinger?
I don't know.

Well, she said to Dorn that
thousands of lives were at risk.

She could've been a little
more specific, don't you think?

[knocking]

Hope I'm not disturbing.

Have you found something?

Possibly.

Do you recognise this man?

He was seen on the station CCTV

talking to Freja
the day she was killed.

That's Dr Nielsen.

Dr Nielsen?

Yes, the surgeon
at my oncology clinic.

So that's how
they knew each other?

Yes.

Lea, would Dr Nielsen
have any reason to harm Freja?

Oh, my god.

What?

Dr Nielsen's first name...
it's Anton.

Hi. Inspector Constante
with the ICC.

I'd like to see Dr Nielsen.

I'm Dr Nielsen.
How can I help you?

Hi.

I'd like to talk to you
about Freja Jensen.

Uh, Freja?
What about her?

She's dead.

Oh, my god.

I just saw her
yesterday morning.

At the train station?

Yeah.

I was going
to a symposium in Sweden.

She said she was headed
for... for Bremen.

Well, she wasn't
headed for Bremen.

She was headed for The Hague.

And she never left
her train, Doctor.

She was murdered.

Um, let's talk in here.

Why would anybody murder Freja?

Well, I was hoping
you might tell us.

I have no idea.

I understand you
and, uh, Ms Jensen

were in a relationship.

Who told you that?

Do you deny it?

Would you like
a lawyer, Doctor?

No. I have nothing to hide.

So you admit you, uh, you were
having an affair with her?

I'm a married man,
Inspector, but yes.

Your affair started while
her sister was a patient here?

No.

Not until several months later.

I ran into her at a bar.

One thing led to another...

until she ended it.

Why did she end it?

I don't know.

She stopped answering my calls.

I hadn't seen her
for nearly a month

until I saw her at the station.

Are you familiar with the,
um, the toxin called aconite?

Of course.

It was used to kill Freja.

Someone slipped it into the coffee
that she bought at the train station.

Hold on.

You do have access to medicines
containing aconite here, Doctor,

don't you?

I don't have anything more
to say to you, not without my lawyer.

Okay, then.

By the way, do you know anything
about the story Freja was writing?

Story? What story?

Thank you, Doctor.
I'll be in touch.

-Anything?
-Nothing.

No paper trail.
No phone records.

I wish I could get my hands
on that laptop that she had in her bag.

I... I want to know
what story she was writing.

Maybe this will cheer you up.
It's coldbrewed.

Coldbrewed?

Yeah, it's, uh, filtered
for 12 hours at room temperature.

It's sweeter, less acidic.

Hmm.

All right.

I heard you're thinking
about leaving the unit.

Where did you hear that?

Yeah, I've not decided yet.

Hmm. It's none
of my business

what happened
between you and Arabela--

Look, you really--

No, I... I think
you need to hear this.

When the crossborder unit
was shut down,

Arabela was crushed.

She was one of the best investigators
I've ever worked with, but...

she was sad, you know?

Like she was in mourning.

Until you showed up...

and she lit up.

She cares about you,
probably more than you realise.

Um, where's Sebastian?

He has Erik tonight. Why?

That Internet sharing file
Freja Jensen had...

Gert Froebe, yeah, that guy
from the James Bond film.

And Chitty Chitty Bang Bang.

[Ellie] Well, yes, but I've
been running an anagram

on those five letters for hours,

but then I realised
it wasn't five letters, but six.

Not "Froebe," but "Froesse."

She wrote what looked like a "B," when
actually, she meant to write a sharp "S."

Like "S" and "Z" or double "S"
are written in German.

Exactly.

So what kind of a word is that?
"Froesse"?

A trademarked one. Look.

[types on keyboard]

An anticoagulant.

[Ellie] She wasn't talking
about Goldfinger,

but a pharmaceutical.

Ellie, I could kiss you.

Oh, uh, thank you,
but, um, what does this mean?

Well, it gives us
a place to start.

[man] And so today, we commit the body
and soul of Freja Jensen

into the loving hands of God.

May she find eternal peace
in Heaven,

for she is home at last.

[people] Amen.

Lea, I'm sorry
to disturb you here.

You're not disturbing me.

I just want to catch
the bastard who did this.

Do you have any news?

I have questions.

About what?

The surgery
Dr Nielsen performed.

Are you familiar
with a drug called Froesse?

Yeah.

Thanks to Freja, I am.

What do you mean?

Well, it's, um...
it's a blood thinner,

a pretty expensive one,

meant to reduce the risk
of stroke during surgery.

She wanted Dr Nielsen
to use it.

And did he?

Yeah, but I still had
the stroke, didn't I?

We think the story
your sister was writing,

we think it's about this drug.

We believe whatever
she discovered

caused someone to kill her
to stop us from finding out.

You think that's why
she went out with Dr Nielsen?

Do you think she blamed
him for your stroke?

I know she blamed herself.

She'd look for any explanation
other than "shit happens,"

which is what I told her.

Anything?

It looks like our doctor's clinic

ran into some financial trouble
about two years ago.

And what happened
two years ago?

Nothing, as far as we can see,

but he just started
making money again.

It just doesn't make
any sense, does it?

Maybe it does. Um, Lea said
that Froesse is an expensive drug, right?

Very. It's cutting edge.

And anticoagulants must be used

in almost every surgery
that the clinic performs.

So he starts using
a cheaper substitute.

Pockets the difference between what it
costs him and what he bills for Froesse.

Hey, presto, financial
troubles disappear.

I think that's it. It's a 10 billion euro
business across the continent every year.

That's a lot of people
getting fake pills.

Yeah, but for a doctor to deliberately
be using a counterfeit drug,

I mean, that's pretty low, isn't it?

Unless he thought he was just
buying a cheaper substitute.

Either way, if we're right, as we speak
that doctor is performing surgeries

for people who don't know
the dangers they're facing.

Michel, do you have a moment?

Only a minute.
I'm late for court. What?

We think Ms Jensen discovered

her sister's doctor was using
a counterfeit drug

on his patients,
and that's why she was killed.

You can prove it?

That he murdered her? No.

But if we get a warrant
to search the clinic,

we can confiscate the drug,
and we can charge him for that.

Carine, Ms Jensen said

that this was a story
of international importance

with thousands of lives at stake.

She was not talking about
the patients at that clinic.

She was talking about
the suppliers of that medicine,

who are undoubtedly peddling it
to hospitals all across Europe.

We raid the clinic,
we scare off the supplier.

Exactly.

You catch the little fish,
the big fish gets away.

You said that you ran into Ms Jensen
on your way to a symposium in Sweden.

But we checked. You didn't show up.

I was going to.
I changed my mind at the last minute.

Dr Nielsen had nothing to do
with the death of Freja Jensen.

You were following her.

I just wanted to see her,
talk to her.

About the story she was writing?

I don't know anything
about any stories.

That's why she was sleeping
with you, wasn't it?

And why she stopped,
because she found out the truth.

The truth?

You were using counterfeit
drugs in your clinic.

That is the reason
that her sister had a stroke.

-That is an outrageous lie.
-Be careful.

I am one phone call away
from a warrant to prove it.

[lawyer] Then why don't you?

Because we don't
just want Dr Nielsen.

We need your supplier.

Are you offering us a deal?

If you killed Freja Jensen, no,

but if you give us your supplier...

yes.

His name is Boris Dudayev.

Dudayev?

He's been on our watch list
for some time.

There's one more thing
I want you to do, Dr Nielsen.

[Sebastian]
All right, wire tap's up.

-He's making the call.
-[telephone ringing]

Yes?

It's me.
I got your message yesterday.

What is it, Doctor?

[Anton] I need to see you.

[Dudayev] Very well.

I can be there
on the next flight.

I'd prefer to come to you.

Okay, then.

[Arabela] Right on time.

Two minutes early, actually.

[car door opens and closes]

Listen, about what
happened last week...

I don't want you to quit, Luke.

I know you don't.

But if you're waiting for me
to apologise, that's not gonna happen.

[sighs]

Right.

Where are you going?

To get a checkup.

Shit!

Police. Get out of here.

Move!

Put your hands
where I can see them.

I said put your hands where I can see
them. I've got a gun trained at your back.

[gasps]

It's all right. Everything's going
to be okay. Just stay calm.

The whole place is surrounded.

There's nowhere to go.
Just put the gun down.

Drop the weapon! Drop it!

-There's nowhere to go. Do you hear me?
-Lock it.

-[Arabela] Shit!
-Move.

[car engine starts]

[tyres screech]

[gunfire]

[chuckles]
All those from the clinic?

Ten kilos of fake pills,
for what they're worth.

-Which isn't much.
-[Carine] Ten kilos of Froesse

would be worth
more than 250,000 euro.

Yes, which is a very large
profit margin,

considering he bought them
from Dudayev

for less than 20,000 euros.

Any luck in figuring out
where these are coming from?

Some. Uh, Dudayev travelled
from Prague to Serbia

six times in the last 18 months.

He has some kind
of manufacturing plant here

in northeast Serbia.

Which must be where
he's making these.

According to Freja's passport,
she was there six months ago.

Smart girl.

So Dr Nielsen knew he was
giving these empty pills

to his patients?

[Arabela]
Not according to the nurses.

They are pretty adamant
that he believed he was using generics.

So he wasn't aware
of the damage he was doing?

[cell phone ringtone]

Sorry.

Michel, please tell me
you found something.

Her Majesty's government
has known for nearly ten years

that Dudayev was producing counterfeit
medicines and using the proceeds

to purchase weapons
for Chechen separatists.

Can we use this information
to arrest him?

No. No, it's classified,

and officially, Her Majesty's
government will not interfere.

What about unofficially?

Unofficially, Dudayev
is about to make a transfer

of a new shipment of weapons
to the Chechens.

-When?
-This afternoon.

[Sebastian]
Do we have a location?

It's in the Czech Republic. Rudna.

The route of the 916.

MI6 intelligence indicates

that Dudayev has
a distribution point here,

an industrial park outside Prague.

What's the plan?

The plan is to go with the Czech National
Police to assist and support only.

Is that a good idea?
We want to catch this bastard.

We will, but we need to exercise
extreme caution. Sebastian?

Dudayev has been using the proceeds
of these counterfeit medicines

to buy arms for Islamist
terrorists in Chechnya.

They'll be at the drop.

[Carine] That's when
the Czech police will move in.

Our only interest
is to apprehend Dudayev

and whoever killed Freja
and Dr Nielsen.

Okay, let's get these assholes.

There's, uh, still just something
I don't quite understand.

What's that?

Well, Freja started sleeping
with Dr Nielsen

to get information from him,

but then she stopped seeing him
a month ago.

Probably because she found out
he was using counterfeit medicine.

Yeah, I just...

I... I think we're still
missing something.

Do you mind if I go
and check it out?

Okay. Keep me informed.

Vehicle approaching.

There's Dudayev.

Two men.
Can you ID them, Sebastian?

[Sebastian]
Running facial recognition now.

Kheda Umarov
and Zargan Shishani.

Responsible for the massacre

of 237 hostages
in North Caucasus in 2012.

[Luke]
Not the nicest of fellows.

Thank you, Mrs Peterson.

Are you sure I can't offer you

some coffee or tea?

Um, no, thank you.

Eleanor Delfont-Bogard with the ICC.

-Hi.
-Hi. I got your message.

You said that the man who sold
Dr Nielsen that medicine

had him killed?

Well, yes, he, um...

Our team are on the way
to arrest that man now.

[Marco]
The police are moving in already.

-Do you think they heard something?
-Yeah, possibly.

[people shouting]

-[gunfire]
-Damn.

[Marco]
Dudayev has disappeared.

Where did he go?

Lea, is there something
you want to tell me?

Something that you failed
to tell my colleagues?

What do you mean?

Well, um...

I just get the feeling
that you're not telling us everything.

Of course I have.
Why wouldn't I?

Well, you told my colleagues

that you didn't know what
your sister was writing about,

or that she was
dating Dr Nielsen,

or that they stopped
seeing each other a month ago,

but we know she came
and visited you every day.

We know how close you guys were.

It just doesn't add up, does it?

It's okay. Whatever it is,
you can tell me. I'll understand.

There he is! Go!

[horn honks]

-Come on.
-Come on!

I was afraid that they'd hurt me
like they hurt her.

Why? Has somebody threatened you?

I received this...
three days ago.

[muffled gunshot]

I didn't know you were
such a good driver.

I'm not.

Get around it. Get around it!

Okay.

Go faster. Faster!

Hands up.

Put your hands up.

Put your hands up.

Okay, you got him?
No, I don't.

Force them off the road.

Shit!

[groans]

[gunshot]

It's okay. Lea, it's okay.
You're safe now.

[Marco] Arabela?
Where are you now?

Okay, we're at the bridge.

Watch out. We can make it.

No, we can't.

-Yes, we can.
-Oh, god.

A machine gun!

[gunfire]

Get out of the car!

Now!

Put your hands in the air.

Put your hands in the air!

-[buzzer rings]
-[door opens]

You asked to see
me, Mr Dudayev?

[clears throat]

As you know, I am facing
some quite serious charges.

You are.

The authorities confiscated
rifles, grenade launchers,

and thousands upon thousands
of rounds of ammunition.

This is something
I did for my people.

Let's make a deal
and do something for your people.

I do not make deals.

I'm disappointed in you, Mr Dorn.

I should think you,
of all people,

would support our struggle.

Nor do I take sides.

I am involved here

because I deal
with crimes against humanity.

Crimes against humanity.

That's the point.

They will judge me
in my country as a humanist.

Mea culpa maxima.

Here, you will judge me
as a terrorist.

That is another conversation, sir.

You are a run-of-the-mill criminal,

a counterfeiter who has flooded
the hospitals of Europe

with counterfeit medicine.

Your revolution is over, sir.

You are going to prison.

A small price to pay
to defeat injustice.

[buzzer rings]

You will never
find the hospitals.

The EMA has already instituted

a total recall of those medicines.

I will see you in court, sir.

[door shuts]

Lea...

this is Michel Dorn.

Ms Jensen, your sister
was a very courageous woman.

Thank you, Mr Dorn.

Do you think Dr Nielsen knew that
the medicine he gave me wouldn't work?

No.

[Carine] It wasn't until
your sister started asking questions

that he realised
what he had gotten into,

and by then, it was too late
for him to get out of it.

[Michel] It is my profound regret

that we cannot undo the injustice
that has been done to you.

I am... I am very sorry.

I'm at peace with it.

Freja was always the one
tilting at windmills,

trying to make the world
a better place.

I'm ashamed of the way I acted.

Oh, believe me, you, of all people,

have nothing to be ashamed of.

I was afraid.

I didn't tell
Inspector Strand what I knew.

You had every right
to be afraid, Lea.

No one blames you for that.

You just said that your sister
was always tilting at windmills.

Not this time.

This time,
thousands of infirmed people,

who would have suffered as you have
suffered from ingesting those pills,

have been saved because of her...

because of you.

This is for her.