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I wasted my life.

So many years.

Never before, huh?

Never felt like taking the risk.

Falling for someone?

Of going to prison.

Your uncle would keep you out of prison.

My uncle would rather kill me

than see me with a man.

Shit.

Who was that?

The bartender.

How well do you know him?

Well enough.

We should be okay.

Good morning.

Don't you have an office?

How did it go with Boije?

Very well.

We're having dinner tomorrow night.

You should try to find out everything you can

about Helena Korhonen. Why?

Because she's the woman he was with last night.

I'm aware.

Yrjo Ylitalo, Boije's uncle,

is her godfather.

Apparently he introduced them to each other.

That's interesting. Why?

Because Helena Korhonen was on the same flight

as Donald Walker.

She must be the blonde for Madeline.

I see.

I think she works for the Security Police.

I'll look into it.

What about the delivery?

This man will get you a gun. Tell him I sent you.

Do I need a gun?

We're trying to buy an election with a bag full of money.

So far, we've lost two aliens.

I'd hate to find out who they send to replace you.

Now if you'll excuse me Set up the delivery.

Finnish specialty.

We don't really have too many wines here in Finland.

Thank you.

So...what's new?

Not much.

How've you been?

Good.

How was your day?

Fine, thanks. I've just been hanging around.

With your special lady friend?

Well, she's not that special, really.

What was her name again?

Helene. That's right.

With a smile that launched a thousand ships.

Would you say she's close with your uncle?

Why?

Someone mentioned that she's his god-daughter.

One would think that they're close.

Well, that sounds like you'd like to have

dinner with her.

Or with my uncle.

Your uncle's an interesting man.

Well connected.

I worry that some of those connections

might be quite risky.

And I know you don't like to take risks.

Until now.

What's wrong?

What is this bullshit game you're playing with me?

All this.

Us.

It's just been a plan.

To do what exactly?

Where'd you get these?

You came to my bar. You seduced me.

You asked me out that night.

This wasn't me.

Listen. I'm not stupid.

But you are if you think I have

access to that kind of money.

Oh, that's nice.

Who came up with this?

Was this your idea?

No, no, you're just the cute messenger boy.

Maybe you can take a message from me to your uncle.

Wait.

This wasn't you?

I had nothing to do with these photos.

And whoever it was, I'm in trouble now.

I don't have that kind of money,

and my guess is neither do you.

If these get out, they'll put me in prison.

Or worse.

Let's say you didn't do this.

Let's say I trust you.

Do you trust me?

Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

Have you ever thought of leaving all this?

What I really want is to...

just to leave all of this behind.

And disappear.

Just disappear.

I have thought about it.

Leaving it all behind.

It would be a lonely life.

It doesn't have to be.

If there was a way, there would be no coming back.

Ever.

Good.

It has to be tonight.

Slow moves, Lisa.

What the hell, John?

I'll take that bag.

So you didn't turn Julius' boy in?

He turned you.

I'll take that bag, and you'll take my job.

All you need to do is say that

someone who looked a lot like Alex Peck

took that money and drove away with my body.

Why, John?

I'm done playing hide and seek in the shadows.

You'll be a traitor.

Give me the bag. No.

I'm not a--