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[cell phone vibrates]
[speaks in a foreign language]
[young girls speaks in a foreign language over phone]
Maybe speak in English.
It might not be so scary that way.
-Okay? -Okay.
Now, listen to me. No bad man will ever harm you.
How do you know?
Is your mama smart?
Yes.
Is your mama strong?
Yes.
You are the same as your mama,
smart and strong, kotik.
And both of us will not let any bad man harm us, ever.
Do you understand?
Yes, Mummy.
Now I want you to go to sleep.
Mama has to get back to work.
You work too hard, Mummy.
Soon my work will be finished.
And then you will come home?
Yes, then I will stay home,
and I will never have to leave you again.
Good night, Mummy.
Good night, my angel. Sleep tight.
[theme music plays]
♪ You can't fight the friction ♪
♪ So ease it off ♪
♪ You can't take the pressure ♪
♪ So ease it off ♪
♪ Ease it off ♪
♪ You can't fight the friction ♪
♪ So... ♪
♪ Ease it off ♪
Marco.
Good morning. I need to talk to you.
What's up?
I know it took a while, but I think I may finally have something
on your sister's case.
I thought you said you hit a dead end.
You know I don't like dead ends.
I had put out a virtual dragnet over the Europol database,
and last night, I suddenly got a catch.
The Belgian police recently got around to digitising their old reports
from the '80s,
and one case in particular stood out for me, have a look.
This is from the Antwerp PD.
Inspector Victor DuBois was the investigating officer.
This is from 1986.
This one is even older than the last one.
Have a read.
A narcotics trafficker describes...
a kidnapping ring in Hungary.
Can I speak to Inspector Dubois?
He retired last year, but he said he's willing to speak to us.
I told him we'd go see him this morning.
Sebastian, how can I ever thank you?
Buy me breakfast.
Guys, sorry to interrupt,
but Dorn wants to see everyone in his office right away.
A situation of many complexities has arisen.
Are you familiar with the Romanian Freedom Party?
Extreme right wing, anti-EU, anti-immigrant,
anti-everything, really, led by Josef Solbak.
Solbak? Isn't he the guy that said gays are a national threat?
-That's the one. -Charming.
[Sebastian] And don't tell me. Someone's killed him?
No, not Solbak, his press attaché, Adrian Vasile.
His body was found by a chambermaid
at the Imperial Hotel in Berlin.
He'd been strangled with a garrote.
-That looks rather unpleasant. -[Marco] What was he doing in Berlin?
There's a conference this week, 200 nationalist politicians
gathered together to discuss policy.
-Fun crowd. -[Carine] Yeah.
The sheets were pulled, the rug was vacuumed,
the walls were wiped down with sodium hydroxide.
They didn't even leave us a fingerprint.
The work of a true professional.
Someone has gone to a lot of trouble
to kill this man and leave no evidence.
So is she or he done, or could they just be getting started?
We don't know, but if it does turn out
that we have an assassin of great rigour
in the midst of 200 of the most reviled politicians in Europe,
we have an exceedingly difficult conundrum on our hands.
How do we find out who hired the assassin
when everyone claims they want to get rid of those people?
How do we identify the target,
when each of them in their own right could be the target?
I presume you start from the top.
Yes. Let's get to work.
-Hey. -Yeah?
-Can I have a word? -Of course.
Sebastian may have a lead about my sister.
-That's great. -Yeah, but the timing is not.
We need to go see this detective in Antwerp.
When?
Well, he's expecting us this morning, and I know you want us on this case.
Uh... Uh, no. Um... okay.
I'll send Luke and Arabela ahead.
They can get the ball rolling. Go.
I owe you one.
-Marco? -Huh?
Good luck.
Thanks.
Wow. Don't you just love the smell of peroxide in the morning?
Shame to waste all that caviar.
Not if you're vegan.
I guess spewing hate speech pays well.
Police report says nothing was taken apart from his smartphone.
Late model Blackberry.
Didn't even take his wallet.
Who gets in bed with a man and then kills him with a wire?
It's so brutal.
[Luke] A coldblooded killer, that's who.
Maybe we're looking in the wrong place.
[Arabela] Why's that?
Well, he arrives in Berlin from Bucharest yesterday, right?
Right.
[Luke] So whoever took him to bed
had to make pretty quick work of it.
Don't worry, I'm not implying it was a woman.
That's broadminded of you. What's your point?
Mr Vasile had to meet his killer somewhere.
Hmm.
[both speak in a foreign language]
How many nights?
Two.
Need your passport and credit card.
Your passport, Miss Klebb.
It's 4F. Upstairs, and turn to left.
You need help with that?
I've got it.
Okay.
Inspector DuBois?
Ah.
Sebastian Berger.
Marco Constante.
Very nice to meet you, Inspector. I appreciate your time.
Retired inspector.
Inspector Berger told me you're looking for your sister.
Is that right?
She was abducted when I was 12 years old.
The report said you arrested this woman
for narcotics trafficking.
Alma Bremer, yes.
You told me she claimed
that her ex-boyfriend was part of a child kidnapping ring
back in the '80s.
Tobar Ziga, a Hungarian Roma?
That's right.
She said, um, he was connected somehow.
I'm sorry to disappoint you, but this woman, Bremer,
I never put much credence in her story.
I think she was just looking
to give me something to reduce her sentence.
Do you know where we can find her, just maybe to ask some more questions?
She was a heroin addict.
She ODed a few years after serving her time.
I'm sorry, Inspector. I know that's not what you want to hear.
Well, thank you for your time, Inspector. I really appreciate it.
Oh, um...
I don't know if this will be of any help.
I did manage to dig up my original notebook on the case.
I don't know if there's anything in there that might be useful,
but you're more than welcome to keep it.
I'm afraid it's in Dutch.
Thank you very much.
We'll figure something out.
[dance music plays]
Police.
We need to speak with anyone who was working last night.
Ulrika. She's that way.
-Thanks. -Thanks.
You got a minute? Inspectors Wilkinson and Seeger with the ICC.
The what?
The International Criminal Court in The Hague.
What can I help you with?
The Imperial Hotel said that one of their cars
dropped off this man here last night.
You recognise him?
Sure. Russian guy, wasn't he?
Romanian.
He didn't make much of an impression,
but the girl he was with, wow.
Could you describe her?
Blonde, great body, and very hot.
[Arabela] How old?
Late 20s, early 30s, I guess?
Do you have surveillance cameras in here?
This is a strip club, babe, not a bank.
Did they leave together?
I was surprised.
She didn't look like a working girl,
but I just don't understand how that guy could leave with that girl.
Lucky, right?
You have no idea.
A woman, blonde, in her 20s.
That narrows it down a bit, doesn't it?
Well, he would've taken her to the hotel in a cab,
so with any luck, the taxi rank outside has some CCTV.
She was pretty fit.
Maybe you should go back and get her number?
I have a better idea.
Why don't you piss off?
-Hey. -Hey.
CCTV footage from Berlin?
Yeah, from the taxi rank outside the strip club
where Vasile met our mystery woman.
I've been stepping through it frame by frame,
but she's got her back to camera until here.
[Sebastian] What's that?
[Ellie] Looks like a camera glitch or something.
No.
Everything else is in focus.
It's her glasses.
[Ellie] Her glasses?
They look like they're emitting some ultraviolet light.
[Sebastian] It's to defeat facial recognition software.
A garrotte wire and now this.
I wonder what else she's got up her sleeve.
[typing]
Not restricted anymore, asshole.
[Arabela] Are you the Deputy Chief of the Freedom Party, Mr Goga?
[man] Look, can we make this quick? Mr Solbak is waiting for me upstairs.
You do know that we're trying to find the person that killed your press attaché?
I know you claim to be.
Come now, you can't blame me for being cynical.
My party stands for a European nationalist unity,
and you two work for a cross-border unit,
and you look like a Benetton ad.
We're sworn to uphold the law,
no matter how much we detest our victims.
The only thing that the killer took was his Blackberry.
Do you know why she might have taken it?
You can imagine how many death threats Mr Solbak receives.
His schedule was a closely held secret.
Are you saying that his schedule was on Mr Vasile's phone?
He was his press secretary, after all.
If you'll excuse me, I've got to go help Mr Solbak write a speech.
Why don't you, um, pull a couple pages from Mein Kampf ?
Save you some time.
-You are the people! You are the people! -[people chant in video]
I will not stop fighting!
-[knocking] -Yes?
This is your country!
Apparently our assassin killed that man
to get a hold of Solbak's itinerary.
-So you think that Solbak is the target? -I do.
And you have advised Solbak's people of the threat,
and that he must cancel all his public appearances?
I have. He refuses.
Because?
Apparently the ICC is using this threat
as "an excuse to muzzle him."
He would rather die a martyr
than have his voice silenced.
You know that if he is killed,
that is the storyline that his people will put out.
It's very difficult to prove a negative.
They're not interested in proof, just in propaganda.
What kind of security does he have?
[Carine] He has a team that travels with him,
but how effective they are, I don't know, I expect not very.
I asked the German police to provide additional people.
[Michel] Hm. I will talk with Mr Solbak.
-Here you are. -What's that?
A translation of DuBois' notebook. How are you doing?
Good! I've been searching for this, uh, Roma boyfriend, Tobar Ziga.
Found an address in Budapest.
You sure it's the same Tobar Ziga?
No, no, but how many can there be?
What did you find?
We got a name of someone
who may have seen Marco's sister after she disappeared.
And also an address in Budapest.
This is the first new lead I've had in months, thanks to Sebastian.
We need to leave for Berlin.
I'll get my things and meet you there.
-Not you, Marco. -What are you talking about?
You just said this is the first real lead you've found on your sister in months.
You've got an assassin out there.
When you joined this unit, I promised the full resources of the ICC.
That means you.
Go to Budapest, track down the lead on your sister,
meet us in Berlin.
Not asking.
Today we went to the zoo.
[woman] Did you see the new baby panda?
No, he was sleeping in his den.
When I get home, we can go and see him.
When?
I just have one more meeting.
Mama has to go now. Love you.
I love you, too, Mama.
[knocking]
Who's this?
[woman] Housekeeping.
Sorry, I forgot to bring a towel. May I?
Sure.
I noticed your passport. You're from Ukraine?
-Yes. -Whereabouts?
Poltava.
Me too!
My mother lives by Alexander Square.
When was the last time you were home?
I'm sorry, but I've got a lot of work to do. I'm on a deadline.
Sorry, chattering on like that.
[speaks in a foreign language]
[Carine] Okay, keep me posted.
Luke and Arabela managed to get Solbak's itinerary from the RFP.
And?
Seven public appearances in the next three days.
That's seven opportunities for the assassin. Where's Constante?
On his way to Budapest.
Sebastian found a lead on his sister.
Were you aware that he was going there?
Yes, I made him go.
A Blackberry goes missing and your team leaps to an assassination plot.
We leapt?
Your press attaché suffered a viciously brutal, coldblooded death
so that the professional who killed him
could have your minute-by-minute Berlin schedule.
We did not leap.
But you have no proof.
It is just a theory.
A theory that will be proved by your death.
Which we are trying to avoid.
If you could tell us who you think wants to assassinate you?
It could be many people.
You could try your politically correct,
left-wing friends in Brussels
who are flushing Europe down the toilet.
-You find us amusing, Mr Dorn? -Amusing?
No, not at all.
Do you actually believe your rhetoric?
Be honest, Mr Dorn.
Your team hates me and everything I stand for.
You don't really care about saving my life.
Oh, on the contrary.
That your politics are anathema to us
gives us all the more reason to want to protect you.
I refuse to be cowed by fear. My message needs to be heard.
Your message will not be heard if you are not around to deliver it.
Then I'll die a martyr to the cause.
You have two little children, don't you?
Don't you think they deserve a father?
-I will move my meetings. -Thank you.
But not the speech at the theater.
It's to be televised. I won't cancel that.
Solbak has agreed to cancel all his future public appearances,
except for his speech at the Adler Strasse Theater tomorrow.
That still gives our assassin a target of opportunity.
Yeah, but one. That's better than seven.
There's a second opportunity.
He has an interview with a journalist this afternoon,
Bistro La Gare at 4:00.
Do you really think she's going to kill him there?
I don't think she'll hesitate.
Well, then, we have to tell Solbak to cancel the interview too.
No, I think we should tell him to keep it.
She won't know that we're on to her.
We may have the element of surprise.
I mean, technically, that is not a public appearance at the café.
I mean, yes, there will be members of the public there--
But there'll be more at the theater,
and we can control the café a lot easier.
We post people outside. I don't even think she'll make it into the café.
Anything?
The SWAT team are in position.
Target arriving now.
Target's in the room.
Yeah, I see him.
Luke and Arabela, anything going on outside?
Nothing yet.
[muffled gunshot]
-[people gasp] -[man] Watch out!
-[horn honks] -Suspect running!
-Down! -[gunfire]
[car alarm blares]
You okay?
Yeah!
Get him out of here.
[Arabela] Shit!
Fuck!
Fuck.
Fuck!
You okay?
Sorry, boss.
Protect that car. She left a print.
She touched the car?
-Back right. -Shit.
-I think she knew we were here. -Yeah.
The garroting, this close-range shooting,
this woman has a strong motive, and it's personal.
Yeah.
So... how's our patient?
Depends on how you look at it.
They say he's going to make a full recovery.
Great.
Listen, before we go,
I, uh... I just want to say sorry.
For what?
For everything, I guess. For being a prick, mostly.
So you don't think I led you on?
I don't think that you meant to.
The only reason I got upset was because I care about you.
And what's brought this on, Inspector?
You could've died today when that woman shot at you, and...
I just realised how much I would've lost.
I'm still gay, you know.
No, you're not.
I am. I really am.
I know.
So you're not going back to London?
Not if you don't want me to.
That's the last thing I want.
Good.
[Michel] What do we have?
A name, courtesy of the fingerprint she left on the car.
Former Spetsnaz Lieutenant Valentina Michailova.
Birthplace Moscow, USSR, 1984.
Last known address, Prague.
Widowed. One child.
[Michel] A child?
An assassin with a child?
Yeah. Haven't you seen Spy Kids ? Erik loves it.
Berger.
If she's turned gun-for-hire, she could be very expensive.
So maybe our Valentina's on someone's payroll.
I think Goga is a viable target.
I still think Solbak is the target.
Mr Goga has a rather lengthy list of enemies himself.
He's ex-military.
He's suspected for brutalising numerous dissidents in the '90s. I'm just saying.
No, uh, agreed, but it would suit Valentina's purposes
to make us think that she was after Goga.
[Michel] Yeah, exactly.
Solbak has been on all the morning news programmes,
accusing the unit of gross incompetence.
He said that we were, quote/unquote, "idiots,"
and he said that Goga was the target
and that he was home free.
He may very well be home free, but we are not.
We have a lot of work left to do.
Our attention goes to Solbak.
The threat is not over.
[cell phone rings and vibrates]
Constante.
[Michel] Constante, it's Dorn.
I believe we have identified the assassin.
Everything points to her attempting a murder of Solbak
tonight when he speaks at the theater.
I've sent you a file, and, uh, I would like you to examine it
and give me your thoughts as quickly as you can.
Will you?
Sure, I will.
Thank you. And Constante?
Yeah?
Good luck with what you're doing.
Thank you, sir.
Hey.
Hey.
Mr Ziga? Tobar Ziga?
Inspector Constante?
Yeah.
Come in.
As I said on the phone, I am here about a woman
you used to date, Alma Bremer.
In 1986 she was picked up in Antwerp for drug possession.
What's this about?
Well, when she was arrested, she told the police
you were involved in a kidnapping ring in Hungary, that's what this is all about.
That's crazy. I never said I was involved.
That makes me sound like I was part of it.
You weren't?
No.
Was this girl one of them?
That's my sister.
Yes, I remember her.
[Ellie] So her mother died in childbirth,
and she was raised by her father.
A high-ranking Spetsnaz agent.
And then she later joined the organisation.
She got her first assignment when she was 17,
killed an arms dealer from the Middle East,
blew up his car just as he was about to close a deal.
[Ellie] Seventeen. Poor girl didn't stand a chance.
[mechanical sound]
Luke and Arabela got a hit on a false Ukrainian passport.
They're on their way to a hotel in Berlin now. You found something?
Oh, potentially a motive for killing the press attaché,
Goga, and Solbak.
Valentina has a daughter.
The girl's father's name is David Ferraz, a medical student from Angola.
[Carine] Okay, and where is he?
He was murdered six months ago at a political rally in Bucharest.
Romanian Freedom Party.
Yeah, it seems he was on his way home from university
when he got cornered from Solbak supporters.
He was beaten to death.
Solbak, of course, denied any responsibility,
and even suggested that Mr Ferraz provoked his own murder.
For being born black, presumably.
-How old is her daughter? -Six.
And when was the last time she was implicated in an assassination?
Seven years ago.
[Ellie] Yeah, she went into retirement to look after her daughter.
[Carine] And came out of it to avenge her husband.
[electronic beep]
[clicks]
Police!
-Clear. -Clear.
Clear.
Shit!
Too late.
Yeah.
Anything?
What is it?
Names, names.
Germany, Italy, Russia, UK.
It's a press list.
This is the press list for Solbak's speech.
She's going in as a journalist.
I'm arriving now. No, absolutely not. Thank you.
Thank you.
Anything?
We've IDed four female journalists. They're all cleared.
There were six on the list.
Yes.
Next.
Okay. Next.
-Do you have anything in your pockets? -No.
-Anything metal? Can I see your bag? -No.
Thank you. Next time, please take the service entrance.
Thank you. Go ahead.
Next. Thank you.
"Every victory begins with one step,
one small step."
Thank you. Thank you!
Welcome, my fellow Europeans.
So nice to see so many of you here with us tonight.
And now it is my honour and pleasure
to introduce the man himself, Mr Josef Solbak!
You cannot go on.
Not this again.
We believe the assassin is in the building.
I have a speech to make.
My men will protect me.
Mr Solbak!
[Solbak] Europe... Europe is on a slippery slope, my friends.
Everything we have held dear for centuries is at stake.
We've got migrants flooding our borders,
depleting our coffers, and turning our...
I'm gonna take a look up in the rafters.
...where even police dare not to tread.
We've got Jews...
homosexuals, socialists, and Roma
desecrating the very fabric of our national values,
while the hoodlums in Brussels turn a blind eye.
-Yeah, Solbak! Yeah! -Yeah!
I... I have a message for our EU overlords.
We will no longer passively sit on the sidelines.
We will no longer accept the austerity mandates
which have been shoved down our throats.
We will no longer watch in despair as our very identities
are swallowed up by the globalist machine.
We've had enough!
The time has come for us to take action.
From France to Romania, from Hungary to Slovakia,
our candidates are gaining power.
Every victory begins with one small step.
Rise up and take that step.
Take part in that challenge.
Take part in your--
[Arabela] Freeze.
Place the weapon slowly on the floor.
Now slide it over.
[Solbak] They will lose, for we will not stop until we have our victory...
[grunts]
...country and people.
[gunfire]
Move, move, move, move, move!
[shouts in foreign language]
[men shout]
She's up there!
[man] There she is! Run, run, run, run!
Arabela!
Come on!
Back! Stay back!
Back! Police!
Go, go!
[shouting continues]
This way.
Go!
Police!
Keep going!
[siren blares]
[Sebastian] Ellie, over here! Come on! This way!
Luke? Arabela? Somebody talk to me!
Go!
Go!
[all shouting]
Stop!
[cell phone rings]
[speaks in a foreign language]
[Marco] It's time to stop running, Valentina.
Valentina, stop. Kyla is safe. She is being looked after by the ICC.
She already lost her father.
She can't afford to lose her mother too.
Please...
Mama!
[mutters indistinctly]
Well done.
Everyone's got an Achilles' heel.
[Carine] You okay?
Fine. Just fine.
[knocking]
Yes?
What are they saying?
That Solbak's supporters rioted,
and that the ICC's cross-border unit
saved his life.
[chuckling] He must be infuriated.
What about Valentina?
Well, I've spoken with the Romanian prosecutors,
and they are going to reopen their investigation
into the murder of her husband.
I mean, they have to,
after all the press that this has received.
Hm. I think that's what she wanted,
justice for her daughter's father,
but she's paid a heavy price.
She'll go to prison for a long time.
[Michel] And you, Constante?
Did you find the answers you were looking for?
Not exactly, no.
You spoke to your... your suspect?
Tobar Ziga, yeah, but, uh...
he didn't have anything to do with my sister's abduction.
Actually, he wanted to help her.
Help her?
He was just a kid himself.
One day he was in, uh, in the woods
and saw Anna and some other kids being held behind barbed wire.
By who?
Some men with guns.
That's all he knows.
Then the men came and took the children away.
So you believe that she is still alive?
I can't give up hope, Mr Dorn.
No.
-[knocking] -Yes?
Uh, sorry to interrupt. Could you all come out here with me, please?
-Sure. -Yeah.
What is this?
-Your birthday. -My birthday was last month.
Exactly.
-Make a wish. -Really?
[all chuckle]
Whoo! Whoo! Yeah!
Thank you.
-We also got you this. -Oh, my goodness.
"A day off."
[all chuckle]
Yes. Actually, it was Marco's idea.
I noticed you haven't had one, at least not since I got here.
Come on, Carine, a toast.
Um, no, I... I, uh... I don't...
[all chuckle]
May I?
You were all part of a dream I had when this started...
and I never for a moment thought that it could be realised.
But you have gone so far beyond it,
and I am so very proud of you.
So to you, Constante, Seeger,
Wilkinson, Berger, dear Ellie...
and Carine, the birthday girl,
congratulations.
Cheers! Cheers! Thank you.
To you.
[all chuckle]
-The cake! -The cake!
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