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This is my case. The girl was kidnapped.

Let me take her back to her husband. He's going out of his mind...

She's a witness. Says there was a lunatic waving a gun around...

Yeah, a suspect in my case.

This is all part of...

My boss says take her back to our station.

I'm your superior.

You understand that?

This is not your jurisdiction.

When this mess gets sorted out, and it will...

You'll be cleaning toilets for the rest of your fucking career, bitch.

I'll see you at the station.

What was all that about?

- No idea. - Can I make a call?

- They took my phone. - At the station.

- I just wanna tell my husband... - At... the station.

Now I'm starting to understand why that woman was shouting at you.

What?

We found the rest of the money. That idiot didn't go very far.

Good. The sister's been taken to the local police station.

What the fuck?

Relax, I'll sort it.

I always do.

I don't... I don't know where she could've gone.

Fuck! I think I've got cramp.

She must've been running very fast.

Well, probably, because, you know, I had a gun and I locked her in a basement.

I was never actually going to hurt her, you know?

It doesn't matter now anyway.

I've done a lot of bad shit in my time, but I would never...

My mother... well, our mother, she...

she was not an easy woman to live with.

Yeah, I have some experience of that.

I started couriering for her when I was 6.

Cash at first, and then... drugs.

Cops don't look at you twice

when you're a little kid carrying a cartoon rucksack.

They don't think, well, there's probably heroin in that.

I thought when I met you, this guy and I, we...

we have the same mother, but our worlds, our lives, are so...

I saw on social media that you and Kayla were honeymooning

in Valencia, and I... I went through all mum's old contacts and...

I found a number for a Spanish police officer she'd had...

dealings with.

Cortez.

Yeah.

I'm gonna find my wife now.

Hey, what about me?

What about you?

Okay, ciao.

Your daughter-in-law has been found.

She has been taken to the local police station.

Thank God.

Thank God it's over.

It's not over, is it?

It seems your friend Cortez is on her way there.

She's demanding your son's wife to be turned over into her custody.

Shit.

It's a very big shit.

That doesn't sound how you think it sounds.

- Inspector Cortez? - Yes.

Inspector Barilla. This is my department.

And you just brought in a witness in my case. Where is she?

Well...

My case, your case...

We're all on the same team, are we not?

Turn Kayla Cross over to me now.

It's out of my hands. I just got a call from Interpol...

Hey.

Hey, you're okay.

Not... exactly.

We, have a lot to talk about, but not right now.

Kayla has escaped, and I can't find her.

She's at La Frontera police station.

Oh, thank God.

Cortez is there too.

I'm going there now with Bastien, so we'll make sure that she's safe.

What was it you wanted to talk to me about?

- It's... it's not exactly... - Hey! Hi!

- Edward? - I'm gonna have to call you back.

What?

We're here to help you find your wife.

I just found out she's at the local police station, so...

no help needed, thanks.

No, we'll take you, we'll take you. Don't be silly.

Here you go.

Why would the man you held up at gunpoint help you?

Oh, yeah.

Well, after you left, I saw Diego here sitting in a bar,

and I bought him a peace offering.

- Tequila. - Dos Tequilas.

- Dos Tequilas. - And now you're driving, excellent.

So with my phone translator app thing,

I told him about you and Kayla and the whole...

kidnap.

So, he offered to help find her,

and I thought if he's offering to help, I should help too, so...

After what this man did to you...

This takes a lot of courage.

And kindness.

Yeah.

- Kayla? - Isha?

Oh, my God. Thank God.

- Are you okay? - Yeah, I'm safe. I'm just...

I'm at a police station at the moment.

Look, I'm calling because I'm trying to get hold of Ed.

They took my phone, so I...

I can't remember any numbers or anything, so...

the only thing I could think of was to call the company switchboard.

- You're not hurt? - No.

- No, I'm fine. - Look, I don't know how...

It's about your brother.

I know.

I'm so sorry.

Yeah.

I don't understand why he had to bring the money himself.

He's always been such a fuckin' idiot.

Look, let me find Edward's number for you, okay?

We must have it on our system somewhere.

Thank you.

No phone calls.

- Wait, why? - If you'd like to come with me, please.

This is fuckin' insane.

I assume you're not coming in.

No.

I don't think your magic badge can help me in a room full of police officers.

I'll keep her safe.

Thank you.

And, thank you for...

The sex?

No.

No, for saving me earlier.

Oh! Yes.

- That, yeah. - Yeah.

If anyone should be thanking anyone sex-wise, it's the other way round.

You're welcome.

The moment I have her safe, I'll let you know.

Hey.

Er...

You do realise that even if you do manage to get Kayla out of there,

Cortez isn't gonna stop.

I'll be fine.

I'm very charming.

Yeah, I...

That wasn't what I meant, but...

Don't get shot.

Please.

I won't.

Agent Mouret.

Inspector Cortez.

- Our paths cross once again. - Yes, yes.

In less dramatic circumstances this time.

- Fortunately. - Yeah, all those officers last time,

and yet Julie Green and her son somehow walked right out of the station.

And you disappeared at the exact same time.

So I thought the three of us could talk about Kayla Cross in a civilised way...

And then Julie Green shows up here in La Frontera

and poof, suddenly you appear.

Yeah, you know what? I've been tracking her for a long time now.

So where is she now? You have her in custody?

She's safe. You never know who you can trust round these parts.

- We should talk about the case, perhaps. - Yeah.

Of course, yes.

Interpol coordinate with local forces.

They're not the fucking FBI.

Julie Green's crimes are way bigger than Spain.

Which makes it my jurisdiction.

I am making some calls

to untangle the situation.

Until then, I ask you both to stay patient.

Coffee?

Why am I being held in here like I've done something wrong?

- It is not my place to tell you. - Please.

Please, I mean... look, I've had a really shitty time.

I just wanna know what's happening.

Your husband and his mother.

They killed a police officer.

Oh, fuck.

Hi.

Er, sorry, do you speak English?

Yeah.

And you're Anton Cortez?

Who is asking?

I'm a friend of your ex-wife.

Martina Cortez.

From the book club?

Yes, yes, from the book club.

Where we...

talk about books we like, books we don't like.

What's she sent you here for?

Er, can we talk inside?

As long as it's not about books.

The answer is no, by the way.

Excuse me?

She sent friends to talk to me before. She told you this?

When it's her and I, things can get a little... spicy.

- Spicy? - Yeah, we argue, we fuck.

Then we argue some more.

Well, I'm not here to do either of those things.

So what is it the skinny English friend of my ex-wife wants?

Your dog.

Of course.

She was supposed to have him last weekend, and he is her little boy.

That's what she calls him.

Dog people?

You think I will just give you Miguel?

Because a stranger walks in here and asks?

Well...

you see, the thing is, I'm not really asking.

Okay?

- Okay, okay. - Okay.

Hello. Hello?

- What's wrong? - Fuck.

Interpol not as powerful as you thought?

You know, we should all learn to...

to play nicely together, don't you think?

All this... talk of... jurisdiction.

- Very childish. - Yeah.

Okay.

Let's slice the shit here.

It's cut the shit.

Cut, slice...

Whatever, it's the same.

No, it's not. The expression is 'cut the shit'.

Otherwise, you are literally slicing shit like it's for dinner,

which makes no sense.

I know you kidnapped Kayla Cross.

I know you only want her released into your custody now

so you can bait Julie Green and her son.

You wanna kill all three.

So you get no more loose ends?

Just you...

your little gang of corrupt police friends

and €7,000,000.

So you know this, how?

You have proof?

- Not yet. - Then you have a problem

because I have just received information...

that you have been helping a woman

wanted for the murder of a police officer.

I know it...

I can prove it.

Because we have footage of you fucking in the hot tub.

You are under arrest.

Put these on.

Oh, shit.

That's the guy from the farmhouse. Who is he?

Interpol, and our best chance of keeping Cortez away from Kayla.

Fuck!

Can I help?

Sorry, no. You've done enough, Diego.

- See you later. - See you later.

Hey, man, thanks for being so cool about everything.

When I'm old and Spanish, I wanna be just like you.

She's in there, right?

So what do we do?

We?

- Yes, we. I'm your brother. - Half-brother.

It's still half more brother than you had before.

And how am I supposed to trust you?

I came back, didn't I?

And I know it means nothing, but I am sorry.

I am sorry.

- What, you keep him locked up? - When he misbehaves.

It's not a nice way to treat someone you love, is it?

Depends on what kind of relationship you have.

What's all this?

All your old swim trophies or something?

Oh, fuck.

Okay... enough.

God...

Enough, alright?

All this for a fucking dog.

Just...

just give me the dog.

Okay.

And we can...

stop beating the shit out of each other, alright?

He's not just a dog.

He's my boy!

Oh, hey.

- Titus. - Yeah.

Oh, my God.

- Okay. - What the hell are you doing here?

I thought you would be long gone.

I was, but...

Then I ran into Edward Green.

All he wants is to know if his wife is okay

- and to pass a message to her, so... - So you're his errand boy now.

Muy bien.

That's what he thinks.

But...

if you cut me back in on the deal, I'll show you where he is.

I'll... take you right to him.

Titus, Titus.

You're so fucking naughty.

Naughty boy.

I love it.

Back in the saddle again.

Come on, let's get rich.

Yeah, okay. Yeah, well... follow me, I'll show you where he is.

Come on.

He's round here.

Oh, fuck.

He was... he was here. He w...

No, really, he was... we agreed that he...

First, you lose Kayla.

And then you lose her husband.

No, I-I can find him. He trusts me now.

- If you could just wait... - Maybe...

I clean up the rest of my loose ends.

Right here and now.

No, please.

I-I'd never say anything...

To anyone. No, please.

€7,000,000, you have €7,000,000.

You-you would have none of it without me.

You can't just...

Inspector Cortez?

Hello?

Someone upstairs is looking out for you, Titus.

Hello?

I'm here.

Say anything... to anyone...

and I will shoot you in your stupid head just like I shot Ezra Cross.

You saw me, Titus.

You know I can.

Okay.

Inspector?

My boss wants to see you.

There's a lot of paperwork.

Then let's go.

Hey.

Hi.

Now don't bite me.

I may not be a...

dog person,

and you may not be a Julie dog.

But we're gonna get along, okay?

Oh, hi.

Hi. You're a friendly little one, aren't you? Yes.

Sorry about the wait.

I appreciate your patience, Inspector.

We both know I wasn't patient.

Nevertheless. My boss was very pleased with your work

bringing us the Interpol agent.

This is the least we could do.

Can you tell me what's happening now?

I'm taking you back to Valencia.

It's going to be okay now.

This way.

Hey! Wait a moment...

We forgot to have you sign her out.

Of course. Sorry.

Hey!

My pen?

Thanks.

I understand you were on your honeymoon?

Yeah.

Some honeymoon.

One you will never forget.

I remember my honeymoon.

Everything felt possible.

Nothing but love.

Before we had time to start lying to one another.

Lucky you.

No. I'm divorced.

So...

you are the lucky one.

What?

There was something that I never told him.

I mean, I wish I had... I wish before all of this happened...

I'm so sorry. I'm just... I'm rambling. I'm not even making any sense.

Sorry, one moment.

Guess who, fuck face?

Cariño, I was going to call.

Are you with someone?

Someone you know very well.

- You have Kayla? - Yes. Your friend was not much help.

Bastien?

Yes, it's over.

No, it's far from over. You see, I have something you want.

And you have something I want.

What?

Right on cue.

He's like fucking Lassie.

You have Miguel with you?

You recognise his bark, how cute.

You know, he really seems to like me.

Keeps looking at me like I invented ham.

What do you suggest?

We meet.

My daughter-in-law and your dog.

I hate to insinuate that they are of equal worth, but...

there you go.

Fine.

There's one condition.

You come alone. You bring your guys...

and Miguel might not like me so much anymore.

Because I'm gonna kill him.

Don't you...

I'll drop you a pin.

You're not taking me back to Valencia, are you?

Sorry.

I'm a good person, okay...

I recycle. Okay, I-I-I...

I'm always nice to old people and-and children, and...

- What are you doing? - I just...

I'm trying to understand what I have done so wrong

to make me get kidnapped by three different people in a row.

Move.

Mum... it's me.

Edward.

Mum?

Sorry, I just...

You...

just haven't called me Mum since I got here.

Yeah. I-I was...

in Cortez's car, and...

- she has Kayla. - I know.

Look, I'll explain everything when I get there. Just...

put some distance between them and you,

and...

stay safe, okay? Everything's gonna be okay.

You know how I feel about people saying that.

Yeah.

This time I fucking mean it.

Yes.

I'm stuck in a Spanish lock-up. Misunderstanding.

Of course it is.

Listen, I need you to call François and get me out.

You owe me dinner.

Three courses.

No.

Starter or dessert, not all three. Okay?

Okay, starter and dessert.

But no coffee or grappa.

And that's if you do one more thing for me. It's about Julie Green.

Will you?

I know about Berlin.

- Look, I... I don't know... - I know who my birth mother really was.

I know...

what she was up to. I know Kayla shot her. I, fucking hell, I know everything.

- I know you lied. - But I-I did it... because...

I know why you did it.

I did it because I love you, Edward.

I know.

I just...

I just wish you hadn't.

Look, one day, if...

well...

if you have kids, then you'll understand. I promise you.

You will.

You know, you haven't trusted me for a really long time.

And I-I've been on my own for...

for so long that I...

I don't trust anyone either.

But if we're gonna get Kayla back... you and I, we have to trust each other.

Okay?

Okay, yeah.

I can do that.

Okay.

Hey... how did you find out?

Titus.

This whole thing was bloody Titus.

Who...

who is Titus?

My brother. Half-brother. You literally met him on your way out of...

Why's there a dog in your car?

In.

Yes?

Where have you been?

Kayla called me earlier.

And I have her now.

- Why? Are you having second thoughts? - Oh, please.

Those entitled little shits were ready to sleepwalk into Daddy's money,

none of which he would've earned without me.

I'm asking you to hurry up.

Calm down, Isha.

I will get it done.

Isha?

Isha Lockwood?

Right, of course.

You don't know.

So this is fun.

She doubled the ransom money

so we would get rid of you and your brother.

And then she gets the business.

Oh, my God.

You're not gonna let anyone out of here alive, are you?

You're clever.

Not clever enough to avoid getting kidnapped

three times in a row, but...

you can't win them all.

Jesus. That's, er...

All the stuff we took from the police station.

Glad we kept it.

I told her to come alone, but there is about as much chance of that happening

as her saying no to a giant plate of jamón.

Because she's Spanish?

- Clever? - In no way.

- He really seems to like you. - I know, right?

How weird.

Why is it weird? I'm likeable.

A conversation for another time. Should we...

Oh, yeah.

- Soon, she'll be here with her crew. - And there's two of us.

Yeah, hence the plan.

What is it?

It's Bastien's friend from Interpol.

So...

So...

plan upgrade.

I was not expecting you, young man.

I'm not that young, actually. Just have youthful features.

But then I was not expecting your mother either.

Come in.

Let's get this over with.

Oh, my God.

Hey...

- Happy reunion later. - That's enough. That's enough.

What are our instructions?

She's close by.

With your dog.

Wait, did you say dog?

And now that I know Kayla is safe,

- I can take you to them. - Then...

let us go.

- Great. - All of us.

Yes, and after...

Kayla and I walk away.

Of course.

This dinner better be fucking good, Bastien...

You do realise they're not just gonna let us go, right?

I know.

I came prepared.

- Yeah? - Oh, yeah.

We're gonna be okay.

Listen...

just in case we're not...

I already know about Berlin.

You do?

How far?

Five minutes.

Walk faster, talk less.

Let's go.

Listen, I wanted to tell you. I should have told you, okay?

But me and your mum, we thought that if you found out...

- You didn't trust me? - No, I did.

Of course I do. I just...

I'd just killed somebody, okay? I wasn't thinking straight.

I... totally understand if you can't forgive me, okay?

The last few days, all I could think about was... losing you.

About how none of this would've happened if not for me.

- I promise you, I wanted to tell you. - We've already lost Ezra,

and I wish...

that...

we're not losing each other.

Please... you have to forgive your mum.

You can't stay angry at her. She was only trying to help.

Oh, me and Mum, we've...

reached an understanding.

She can be very reasonable.

Oh, fuck.

Enough of this shit.

Bring me Miguel...

or I kill...

Miguel!

Miguel.

Okay...

Cover your eyes!

Torres!

Torres!

Torres!

Hey, cunt face!

Bet that felt good.

Tighter?

Okay, there's one of them still out there. We have to go.

Stop!

Where do you think you are...

Hey!

Thanks, Miguel.

- We should go. - Now what?

You are still wanted for the death of my officer.

I'm sure it'll all clear up once we explain what you've been up to.

Okay. Okay, yes.

Go. Go, go tell everyone I'm responsible.

They will definitely believe you, just like that.

No, no need.

You had a conversation with Titus earlier.

Outside the police station.

You thought he was double-crossing me, but...

You say anything to anyone...

and I will shoot you in your stupid head just like I shot Ezra Cross.

You saw me, Titus.

You know I'll do it.

Turns out you were wrong.

Pretty damning, I'd say.

Hola. Interpol.

Hi. Hola.

Where is she?

We placed her under arrest. She's in the hunting lodge.

Gracias.

No sign of anyone else?

Aside from the dead bodies, just the girl who was taken

and her husband.

They are now at the station giving the statement.

Seems like half of the department was corrupt.

In this cabin, we found confiscated drugs, money...

Excuse me, excuse me. No one else was with them?

Someone you're looking for?

I don't know anymore.

Excuse me.

I-I'm sorry I missed you.

Again.

Look, if we're anything alike, and I think we are,

you want answers.

The books.

You'll want to know about the books.

One from every life I've taken.

And then... they're not a trophy. I'm not some... sick weirdo.

I take no pleasure from them.

They're a reminder...

that these were people

taken from... other people's families and friends.

And even if most of them were up to some terrible shit, and they were,

they deserve to be remembered.

They are the lead weights that drown my heart, Bastien.

But they're more than that.

They are why I'm alone.

You do what you do as long as I have, and you learn not to let anyone in.

I'm trying to change... but, well...

it's not easy.

There's still hope, I think.

Hope that sometimes we can find the good in things.

Like us,

finding each other in all that chaos.

Also, that fuck we had easily made it into my top ten.

Okay, it was top three.

Look, you chased me for so many years, Bastien.

Don't give up on me yet.

God, he's so cute.

Those tiny hands.

It's like little dolls' hands.

I mean, it is cute, but it can really scream too.

- Doesn't it need to take a breath? - I'm not sure you should call it 'it'.

- Well, you just called it 'it'. - Yeah, but...

Sorry about that.

Come here, Johnny.

Come here.

Thank God I didn't get preggers.

Pretty sure you can thank my low sperm count for that.

- Turns out we're so not ready for babies. - Oh, in no way.

- We'll hold off on that football team. - Yeah.

- Well, one day. - When we're old.

- Oh, not too old. - Older.

You sure you're alright?

Us being here, it's not too soon?

Yeah.

Ezra would want us to be on our honeymoon.

Enjoying ourselves.

It's what he was all about.

You're right. He was.

- Hola... Miguel. - Oh, my God.

Hola.

Oh! Thank God she took that fucking baby away.

Little bastard was giving me a migraine.

I still can't believe you brought that dog with you.

I can't believe we brought my mother on our second honeymoon.

Hey, I'm gonna be super quiet.

Won't even know I'm here.

Right, 'cause being with you is just being in an oasis of calm.

See you've brought your sarcasm with you.

Must've been plenty of room in your luggage,

thanks to those tiny shorts of yours.

They're Italian.

What's funny about Italian trunks?

- What's funny is... - No, please, I'm...

Honestly, I'm gonna fuckin' kill you...

or divorce you, if you both don't shut the fuck up

for five minutes. Please.

What's up with her?