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Well, it's not bad. Not bad.

Um... Less vibrato in the strings.

Tuba!

Well, it's really not your afternoon,
is it, Michael?

Okay. Let's pick it up tomorrow.

Thank you for a good day's work,
everyone.

Sofia.

- Good work today.
- Oh, thank you.

- Um, cues 17 and 28.
- Mm-hmm.

Perhaps you could
go over them for me?

You might hear something
I can't quite find.

Of course.

I haven't had time to get
the copyist

to have them transcribed
into Braille for you.

Oh, it's okay. I still have
your demo tracks on my phone.

It will be my pleasure.

See you tomorrow morning.

All change, please. All change.

Excuse me.

- Excuse me!
- Yeah?

What did he just say?

Someone's gone under a train at Oxford Circus.
It's the third one this month.

All off at the next stop.

Can I give you a hand?

No. I'm fine, thank you.

- Between 1992 and 1995...
- Two coffees, please.

...over 10,000 people were killed
and 1.8 million people displaced,

with reports of genocide, rape...

...widespread in the region.

Tribunal hearings continue
on whether to revoke political asylum

for alleged Serbian war criminal
Zoran Radic.

Radic was accused earlier
this year

of using his charitable organisation
to shield arms dealing

- and human trafficking.
- Take away, right?

- To take away, right?
- Yes.

...have been calling for investigation
over allegations of human fights abuses.

Wagner. Overture to Tannhéiuser.

I'll get you the next time.

Thanks for the coffee.

You're a hard one to find.

Has my new favourite neighbour
been avoiding me?

I can smell you before I hear you.
It's such a beautiful scent.

I think I put too much on.
I can't smell anything at the moment.

Oh, are you alright?
You do sound a bit bunged up.

A few days in bed sorted me out.

I didn't hear you
in the apartment as usual.

I wanted to thank you for agreeing
to play my father's benefit.

You're not nervous, are you?

Oh, I'm used to playing
in front of people.

That's not what I meant.

I need the money. My father's sick.

So is mine.

You never asked me
if he did those things people say.

Most people ask.

He's your father.
That's for you to know.

You're going to make
quite an impression.

What is that scent you're wearing?

That's my little secret.

Play "Temp Thriller Cue 17".

I don't want anything from you.
I just want him to die.

I don't want anything to do
with you or him.

Because I said so, Alex!
I changed my mind.

Don't tell me what to do.

You want me to tell
my father that you said that?

You don't like
not being in control, Alex.

I don't care.

We have talked about it and then
you don't have to deal with that...

Hello?

Are you okay?

Fine.

I found your scarf earlier downstairs.
Do you want me to bring it up?

Uh, no. No, not now.

Please look after it for me.

Sofia.

My secret scent. It's Liquid Gold.

Stay calm and be sensible
about this.

She sent you here.
Why? Why you, huh?

Veronique, listen to me.

- Why does it have to be you?
- Anything could happen to you.

It's not going to happen.

Not the way he wants.
Not the way your sister wants.

If you could not
touch anything, please.

Thank you, Liberace.

What's this? An AA meeting?
Get out, all of you!

You too, Nancy Drew!

Detective Inspector Oscar Mills.

Sorry, that's, uh... habit. My ID.

I believe you.

Listen, I know it's late but if I could
just ask you a few questions.

Did you know Miss Caval?

- No.
- You weren't friends?

I didn't even know
that was her surname.

How long did she live above you?

Well, she was here when I moved in.
I've been here nearly six months.

But... you didn't really talk?

You never borrowed a cup of sugar or had
a girlie night in with a bottle of wine?

No, I knew her to say hello to
in the lobby, in the lift, but...

Do you mind me asking,
were you born blind?

It happened when I was five.
It's in my family. My mum was blind.

So you can't see anything at all?

I'm light sensitive,
like most blind people, but no.

Is it true that the loss
of one sense sharpens the others?

That's what they say,
but what have I got to compare it to?

Of course.

But you'd be pretty sure
about anything you hear, right?

Mm-hmm.

You told the PC
that you were in the apartment.

With my headphones in.

With your headphones in?
So you didn't hear anything?

No.

You're a pianist. Is that correct?

Mm-hmm.

My daughter Lily plays.
She's seven. Asthmatic.

I think the playing calms her.
In the breathing, you know.

Sorry, guv.
Forensics are asking for you.

I'd better get back up there
before they move everything.

Sharon here will take your
statement.

Um... I would leave you
my card, but...

It's alright,
I've got friends with eyes.

Yes.

If you can think of anything
at all...

please do call me.

Thank you.

Thanks.

Right. Let's make this quick,
shall we?

Marc...

Marc.

I need you on this.

Can I have it, please?

She didn't have it.

It's on her person
or in her apartment. Go back.

Radic is a very important
person to us.

He needs that USB back
before the Russians get hold of it.

What?

There was a woman in the
elevator.

She saw me.

Take care of it.

Shhh!

Morning!

Morning, Tanya!

Do you want half of this
sandwich?

I'm not really supposed
to be eating it...

- He's chatty.
- Who?

I thought you were on a diet.

Well, it's half-fat mayonnaise.

Let's get started.

- What are these?
- Lithium pills.

They were in her personal effects.
For the treatment of bipolar disorder.

Her external examination suggests

that all injuries are consistent
with a fall from the second floor.

Multiple broken bones, back, neck,
fractured skull, extensive bruising.

- Suicide.
- No signs of a struggle.

- Tell me about the nose.
- Oh, rhinoplasty.

Nose job.
About a week, five days ago.

Why would I go to the trouble of
dyeing my hair and getting a nose job

to throw myself out of a window?

No! No! No! No!

You're not concentrating, Sofia.
You're behind the beat.

Let's pick it up tomorrow.

Mm-hmm. okay, thanks.

Yeah, alright, speak soon. Bye.

- Pretty little thing.
- Important little thing too.

I just found out who Daddy is.

Call me once you've had a good look
around inside. Thanks, Tanya.

Earlier today, Zoran Radic
was seen leaving the morgue

where he officially identified
his daughter's body.

28-year-old Veronique Radic

fell from her apartment building
in central London

in the early hours of the morning
in what appears to be a suicide.

Police are not treating her death
as suspicious.

Protesters took advantage of
this rare public appearance.

Accusations of human rights abuses
during the Bosnian War

continue to be heard against
Mr. Radic.

Murderer!

Watch out!

- Mills.
- Can you talk?

- Hm. Go for it.
- There were traces of cocaine

and Valium in her system.

- Highly strung.
- And there was something else.

She was pregnant.

- How long?
- About 12 weeks.

- So she would have known.
- No doubt.

Alright, thanks, love.

Wait a second.
Have you told anyone else?

- No, not yet.
- Keep it that way.

The USB.

It wasn't in Veronique's apartment
or her personal effects.

Maybe she'd already given it
to the Russians.

She hadn't. She's hidden it
somewhere in that building.

- It's there.
- It's not.

Alex. I just told you it's not.

I want to show you
something I did find, though.

I want to believe
you didn't know she was pregnant.

I really do.

Then... believe.

Veronique really got to you,
didn't she?

Whether that baby is yours or not
is irrelevant.

Radic is a dangerous fucker
who just had his daughter killed.

And you, little brother,
were the hand that pushed.

Good evening.

I wanted to personally thank you all
for being here tonight.

I'm sure most of you have heard that
I lost my beautiful daughter Veronique.

These difficult last months,

the only strength I've been able
to manage came from her.

But also from the work
of this incredible foundation.

Your help with refugees and victims
of global conflicts is truly priceless.

I can tell you
from the bottom of my heart

that Veronique would have wanted us all
to be here tonight

continuing to fight that fight
for that great cause.

So if you will join me
in raising a glass of rakia.

- Ziveli.
- Ziveli.

Yeah, he's good.
Did you write that shit too?

What about that other thing?

- What?
- The woman who saw you.

That's not necessary.
She didn't see anything.

How can you be so sure?

She's blind.

Seriously?

I'll find it, okay?

Beautiful.

I haven't heard it for
a long time.

How do you know it?

Veronique.
I'm sorry for your loss.

Where did you know her from?

She lived above me at
Blackhart Gardens.

Allow me.

Leave us.

Did you know Veronique well?

No, we were just neighbours.

She was always kind to me.

She was a very troubled
young woman.

It's been difficult between us
towards the end of her life.

She asked me to play that piece
for you this evening.

She said you used to hum it to her
when she was a little girl.

Please...
If you would excuse me a moment.

Police are still
calling it a suicide.

If anything changes, I'll follow up.

I have a contact at Scotland Yard.

I see you've been making friends.

Where did you find her?

She was a friend of Veronique's.
They lived in the same building.

I didn't know Veronique
kept friends.

You played beautifully.

Congratulations.

- Thank you.
- Miss Gordon.

Not now.

And well done to you.

You concentrated on the charity
like I said.

And what with Veronique's death,
it can only be viewed sympathetically.

And the tribunal?

All of this helps.

The war is long forgotten
and I am working hard...

I hate to be a party pooper,

but I think you need to be out there
using this exposure to be seen grieving.

Not seducing
the blind piano player.

Grieving?

Lets people see you have
feelings.

You're a businessman
and a philanthropist.

Leave the rest to me.

Excuse me.

I'm very sorry, Sofia.
I have to get back to my guests.

I understand.

But I would love to see you again.
Would that be possible?

Well, you know where I live.

Sorry.

Leave it, please.
It's only champagne.

Nina will see you out.
It's been a pleasure.

Thank you.

How do I look?

Like a million dollars.

Nice shoes!

I told him last night,
don't come back.

- If he does come back...
- What do you mean?

Don't listen to that.

Come on, shut up, bruv!

You're pissing me off.
Whoa! Look where you're going!

- Sorry.
- You fucking blind or something?

- What's going on?
- Fucking hell! She is blind!

Fucking hell! Go on, girl!

- Please, just leave me alone.
- Just leave me alone!

Please, I have some money.
You can take it.

- We look skint to you?
- Test she can't see you. Idiot!

Hey! When was the last time
you got fucked?

Been a while, yeah?
I could show you...

- Easy! Whoa!
- No need for that.

That's a bit mean, girl.
You little sket.

- Whoa! Whoa! Where you going?
- No!

On your knees already, love?

- Don't hurt me!
- I won't.

Do you usually hang around
street comers fighting crime?

I work for my sister.
She runs a security consulting firm.

Does she boss you around?

Yeah.

Yeah, me and my sis,
we came from nothing.

Mum was a druggie. Dad wasn't around.

Sorry to hear that.
How's your mum doing now?

Oh, she's dead.

Mine too.

You sure you don't want
to report this to the police?

Oh, no more police for me
this week.

Why, are you a troublemaker?

The woman in the apartment above me,
she... fell from her window last night.

- Detective said it was a suicide.
- Detective?

- So you were questioned?
- Mm-hmm.

What did you tell him?

I told him I didn't see anything.

I told him I didn't know her.

But you did.

Not well. We spoke
every once in a while.

She seemed kind of lost.

This is hers.

You can still smell her on it.

- There's blood on this.
- It's mine.

I tripped on it in the lobby
yesterday morning and I cut my finger.

I didn't want the police to think I had
anything to do with it, so I kept it.

It's silly, really.
It's just a little bit of blood.

You don't have to say anything,
you know.

I mean, if the police think
it's a suicide, they're probably right.

What do you think happened?

I don't know.

I had my headphones in.

Thank you... for saving me.

If you ever see that man again,
play something by Satie for me.

I want to take away
everything he's built.

I want to destroy him!

I want to destroy him!
I want to destroy him!

I want to destroy him!

The Russian ambassador
has urged the British Home Office

to revoke political asylum
for Zoran Radic.

The Serbian national's relationships

with prominent members
of Whitehall and the City

have always ensured

that calls for his extradition
have been refused.

In the wake of his daughter's death,

the government seems to be sticking
with its sympathetic stance.

Veronique Radic was born in Serbia
but sent to London to be educated,

later finishing her education
in the US.

Shhh!

I wanted to thank you for
agreeing to play my father's benefit.

I found your scarf.
Do you want me to bring it up?

Sofia.

Please look after it for me.

My secret scent. It's Liquid Gold.

Miss McKendrick?
It's Detective Mills.

Good morning.

You're an early riser
like myself, are you?

- Morning.
- Yeah, sorry to interrupt.

I thought you'd paused.
I was listening upstairs. Beautiful.

Thank you.

I could hear you surprisingly well...

...through the... Yeah.

These old buildings.
The sound really carries.

Yeah.

You haven't had any more thoughts
about the other night?

I'm sorry, Detective Inspector.

Oh, Oscar, please.

Why would a pregnant woman
throw herself out of a window?

You didn't know.

Oh, of course.
She is a mystery box.

What do you mean?

Well, she's a suicide,

and then we find out who she really is,
who her father is.

I'm sure you've heard the news.

Yeah. Then I find out she's pregnant.
Another mystery box.

Thanks, Miss McKendrick.
I'm sure we'll speak again.

I got your card.

You need to disappear.

The police questioned you?

Yeah.

Detective Inspector Oscar Mills.

Divorced.
One daughter, aged seven.

He's dedicated.

He'll be checking you out.

Your background, your identity.
Everything.

You're not taking your medication.

- You look tired.
- And whisky doesn't count.

Are you sleeping?

Nightmares, huh?

Veronique's death changes everything.

It doesn't change anything.

She was your way in.

She's dead.

Your association with her

draws attention to you.

You are not safe any more.

You had your chance.

You didn't take it.

Radic has tightened his security.

I was interrupted.

Yeah. Well, you didn't take it.

The Kremlin want his head
on a stick.

- They can do it, you don't have to.
- I have another way in.

I'm being followed.

For this.

That USB leads
all the way back to Radic.

Whoever wants it
can get me in front of him.

I've waited too many years,
come too far.

That bitch planted it on me.

I don't know what's on it,
but it was worth killing her for.

You don't have to do this.

You're not a killer, Sofia.

Poisoning someone is one thing.
Using your bare hands is another.

Don't you dare change your mind.

I carried you through that mile-long
hellhole under Sarajevo airport,

so you could have a second chance.

That second chance
was so I could do this.

You know what he did
to my family, my sister.

These people kill every day.

- Live your life.
- You never did.

There was war where I found you.
Genocide. This...

- This is more...
- Personal?

You tell me what's more important
than that. I have to finish this.

You, above all people,
know that.

Give me a few hours
to look through the USB.

There'll be a password.

Try "Liquid Gold".
It's Veronique's perfume.

Niall, how's Oliver?

Oh, you know what he's like. Arthritis
in his leg's still giving him gyp.

He's as tough as nails,
that old cat.

Yeah, I know someone else
like that.

Come on.

Good girl.

Good girl.

Where is it?

USB. She gave it to you.
Where is it?

Come on, step here.

- I can't hear.
- It's okay.

- I can't hear!
- Shh!

- Hold on to me.
- I can't hear.

If you don't tell me what's going on,
I can't help.

- I know Veronique gave you something.
- I don't have anything.

A USB. You need to stop
lying to me.

Who's lying to who?
How long have you been following me?

Look, this won't stop
until they get it back.

You need to move or...

Or what? You're going to kill me
like you killed Veronique?

I heard you with that old man
by the river speaking Serbo-Croat.

Is that what this is about?
Revenge against Radic for the war?

You don't know anything
about me.

I know whatever game you're playing,
you just stumbled into someone else's.

Your only option is to let me help.
Did you give it to the old man?

I don't need your help.

Did you give it to the old man?
I'm trying to help you.

Why? Who are you?
Why are you always saving me?

Hm?

You're the one in trouble
if you don't know why you're helping me.

Help!

Help!

You know, the first time
I hummed that to you...

I could lift you with one arm.

I don't have much time.

You were right about the password.

This USB is everything
someone would need to know

to take over his operations.

All his business interests,
his commercial assets

that he got on the cheap
after NATO bombed the shite out of them.

Veronique wasn't betraying her father
on her own.

There's communications.

Two aliases. Serebro and Zoloto.

Silver and Gold.

Veronique was Gold.

They were using this information

to betray Radic to the Russians,
to take him down.

You find Serebro,
you find your way back to Radic.

I've always done my best for you.

You're everything to me.

You can't stay here.

You've got to be strong.

Leave.

Your clothes are in the locker
on the right.

What kind of mystery box
are you, Sofia?

Sorry.

Listen, can you call me
when she wakes?

- Yeah, sure.
- Thanks.

Floor four. Doors opening.

She, uh... said you'd know
where to find her.

Was she standing here?

Tell me what happened.

I heard a struggle

and then her heels
ran over to the window.

I was sent to kill her
but I came to help.

She wouldn't listen.

She was scared,
making plans to leave.

Veronique wasn't well.

And she never really was.

She was standing
where you are now.

Crying.

She asked me to go away
with her.

Why didn't you?

When I was a little girl, my father used
to sit me at the piano with my sister.

And he'd blindfold her
so she couldn't see, like me.

And that was how we learnt to play.
Together.

My father, he went out of his way
to make sure that we were equals.

To make sure that my sister knew
what it was like to be blind.

Now you see what I see.

Shhh!

I'm from a village outside of Bijeljina.
Northeast Bosnia.

My parents knew Radic.
They were neighbours for years.

My sister and I used to play
in his garden before the war started.

One day, Serbian paramilitaries came
to my home and they killed my family.

Radic was their commander.

I was the only one that survived.

Who sent you to kill Veronique?

My sister.

Alexandra Gordon.

She didn't tell you
Veronique was pregnant, did she?

It was yours, wasn't it?

Killing Radic won't change
a thing, you know.

It won't bring your family back.

You think that darkness inside of you
will heal. It won't.

Your soul just gets
a little darker until...

Until there's nothing left.

I didn't kill Veronique.

She jumped.

I want to meet your sister.
Alone.

I was trying to think of
somewhere neutral for us to meet.

Slightly unfair choice, I admit,
but... I do love this place.

I love the silence,
but I also love... the smell.

I thought you'd at least
appreciate that.

Well done in using my brother
to get to me.

And it seems we both used Veronique
to get at the same thing,

albeit for very different
reasons.

Only one of us killed her.

You have something that
belongs to me?

You came all this way for a photograph
you can't even see?

- Did you copy it?
- Of course.

Do you have the USB?

Why didn't you hand it over

when you were having your fingers broken
in the back of the van?

Well, I'd only just realised
what its true value was.

You've no idea of its true value
without the password.

I love this painting.

I used to come here
and sit for hours staring at it.

What is it?

The Death of Actaeon by Titian.

In revenge for surprising Artemis
while she bathed naked in the wood,

she transformed Actaeon
into a stag.

He galloped off into the forest
seeking refuge

and he was hunted by his own hounds
who didn't recognise him.

They attacked and killed him

as he looked at his own reflection
in a pond

and saw what he'd become.

Do you ever stare at your
reflection?

What do you want?

- Liquid Gold.
- Excuse me?

The password.

I wasn't much into art when I was
a little girl, as you'd imagine.

But I loved chemistry

and I learnt all the elements
off by heart.

Where I come from, silver
is serebro.

But the element is the same in
the periodic table wherever you're from.

AG. Alexandra Gordon.

I want to be alone with him.

Well, why would I
put you alone with Radic

when you could just as easily
tell him who I am?

What other choice do you have?

And I'd be doing you a favour.

My enemy's enemy is my friend.

I can only imagine how awful this must
have been for you all these years.

Living in the dark, dreaming of the day
you'd be face to face with him again.

Did he do that to you?

We both know he has a penchant
for blind girls.

If he saw this photo
of your family,

he'd know exactly who they are,
wouldn't he?

- You copied the USB?
- Of course.

You're going to take me
to Veronique's funeral today

and you're going to make sure
that I'm left alone with him.

And if I walk out of here
and end up in the back of another van...

then rest assured...

that USB will find its way to him
before you do.

You are way out of your depth.

Maybe.

But I'm not afraid to die doing this.
Are you?

Marc...

He's a good fuck, isn't he?

You're a murderer! Murderer!

Murderer!

Good day, Sofia.

It's Radic.

- Thank you for coming.
- Pleasure.

Please. Come with me.

We're having a little reception
at the house.

They want me dead.

All of them.

If they could open the door,
they would pull me out into the streets

and do to me all the things
they accuse me of.

But would it make any difference?

Would it change the past, Sofia?

When I was a little boy, I used to play
hide-and-seek with my mother.

And I'd cover my eyes with my hands
and think that no one could see me.

Did you ever play hide-and-seek
when you were a little girl?

Yes.

Where was your favourite place
to hide?

There was a wardrobe in my bedroom.

Strange...

The reassurance that can be found
in dark places.

You know, I don't believe
anything of you.

I think you're lying.

And you are weak.

Yes, you're weak.

And it's not your father's
weak Bosnian blood. I can tell you that.

You know why?

Sometime before the war,
I lived in a small village.

And there was a blind woman,
a Catholic woman.

And she was married to a Muslim man
and they had a daughter.

And I thought
I was in love with that woman.

I came across her one day
on the road outside the village

and we were friends,
so she knew me.

I led her into the forest

and I raped her.

And she never said a word.

She never told anyone.

And she became pregnant
and she had a little girl.

And a few years later,
that little girl became blind.

They never told you, did they?

Now, I left before the war
broke out

but when it broke out,
I went back to that village.

You remember?

And I went to their house again
with my men...

and I raped that
blind Catholic woman again.

Then my men raped her.

All I remember is
her dead eyes looking at me

and I knew in that moment
she knew who I was.

And then...

Then I killed her dirty Bosniak
and burnt her house to the ground.

You know, Sofia,

people have seen me
and the things I've done.

But they are just copies of me.

Just shadows.

But that woman, she saw me.

She really saw me.

And you look at me just
as she did.

Seeing without seeing.

Stop me, Sofia.

Just stop me.

Do it.

Do it!

Do it now!

You want me dead
more than they do!

They've already made up their minds
and you can't decide?

- Serebro!
- What?

Someone close to you was betraying you
with Veronique. Serebro.

Drive!

Can I help you?

- I... need to talk to...
- Sorry, love. I can't hear you.

I need to speak
to Detective Inspector Mills.

DI Mills isn't around just now.
ls there something I can help you with?

But... I...
Yes, he gave me his card.

He said if I need to talk to him,
I can talk to him. I...

Right. Alright.

Just wait one moment then,
please, love.

Hello?

Can I speak to Niall?
Is he there?

I'm afraid that's not possible.

I really need to speak to him.

Belma?

- Is that you?
- Yes.

He passed away last night.

He arranged a way for you
to get out.

He said he was sorry, but he wasn't
strong enough to carry you any longer.

Thank you.

Belma? Belma?

I heard you were
looking for me.

Sofia.

You can't help me.

You came to the police station.

I haven't committed any crime.

Not telling you who beat me up
is not against the law

and Veronique, whether you like it
or not, was a suicide.

So, as far as I can tell,
we have nothing else to talk about.

Last time I checked,
identity theft was against the law.

Sofia McKendrick died
when she was three months old...

along with her mother in a car crash
just outside Glasgow in 1985.

Her father, Niall McKendrick,
ex-SAS, was away on tour at the time.

That's who was with you
in the hospital last night.

You stole Sofia McKendrick's
identity.

So who are you?

I don't know any more.

Daddy, I pressed the wrong button
and my game is gone.

I thought you were going to wait
in the car like a good girl.

Here you are. Go and choose a cake
and then sit there where I can see you.

Sorry. My wife's away on business.
I had to pick her up from school early.

She has bad asthma.

Yeah, you said.

That's Saint Raphael.

The patron saint of the blind
and travellers.

It was on your bed in the
hospital.

No more lies.

I'm an orphan.
Niall McKendrick adopted me.

Not legally.
He wouldn't have been able to.

Let me tell you what I think.

Veronique was using you,
manipulating you.

I looked into her background.

Her father, Zoran Radic,

did a lot of very, very nasty things
during the Bosnian War.

No doubt that had a marked effect
on Veronique.

He seems to like women like you.
Blind women.

Maybe she was happy
to throw you into the pit.

Maybe she was. What of it?

Or maybe you were using Veronique
to get closer to her father.

Maybe he hurt you and your family
during the war

and now you want to hurt him.

That's what I think.

Do I look like someone
who could hurt him?

I'm tired and these painkillers
are wearing off.

I am sure you're going to find out
everything you need to know.

Nothing you do is by chance.
Even when you lie, you tell the truth.

Domesticated.

I had no idea.

Try my Béamaise sauce.

It's the best you've ever tasted.

I'm 45 years old and a size 10.
Does it look like I eat dairy?

It's a pity.

Um... Let's talk about the
blind girl.

Is it finished?

It will be tonight.

Well, if you need my assistance
in any way, I can help.

That's what I pay you for.

So, um...
why did you call me over?

I have some papers
I wanted you to witness.

Of course.

Mmm.

I'd forgotten how simple
your signature is.

AG. Like silver.

Serebro.

Yes, you are.

That little girl became blind.

They never told you, did they?

Stop me, Sofia.
I want you to stop me.

You know where I live.

Car's ready.

He knows.

All of it?

Sofia?

All of it.

Marc, it's too late for her
but it's not for me. For us.

I'm a dead woman if you don't help me
get out of here right now.

Get to the airport. You'll make it.

Please.

Blood is blood.
You can't turn your back on that.

Blood is blood.

I never came here
when Veronique lived here.

Two daughters living under and above
each other, both plotting to end me.

You're not scared of me?

I've been killing you every day
for the last 24 years.

There's nothing to be scared of.

It's not going to end that way.

No!

I had him. He was mine.

Yeah.

You'd have regretted it
for the rest of your life.

No. There's no time.

You can't save everyone.

Don't let me see you leave.

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