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That was Eva.

Her and Sebastian found a wreck

from two days ago,

a burned-up car.

-And?

-She's sure it's Anne-Marie's.

Arabela!

Arabela...

It was my boss.

He attacked me.

He helped him.

Genovese's escaped.

I'm going back to Paris.

-Excuse me?

-On the next train back.

Louis is in trouble.

There is every possibility

that he will be dead

by tomorrow afternoon.

If you ever want to see

the Daniels alive again,

I want my brother-in-law

brought here.

-I cannot...

-You have 24 hours.

Will she survive?

I don't know.

No change.

-Will she wake up?

-Well, they say

they're not sure,

but I don't think so.

-Is it Anne-Marie?

-No.

This woman walked away

from the accident.

We followed her tracks.

Maybe she's one of the women

Anne-Marie saved.

She left with two.

Some locals on the scene

are searching the area

for anyone else.

She has to be out there.

She can't have just disappeared.

There's a body.

A body?

Unidentified female

from a crash.

-I'm sorry. I thought you knew.

-Why is she not identified?

-She's badly burned.

-She's in the morgue.

-I need to see her.

-Eva, wait,

it's not a good idea.

-Hickman?

-Genovese called.

He escaped?

Seeger's boss was working

for him. Hit her from behind.

Son of a bitch.

Where are Eva

and Sebastian right now?

They're here with us

at the hospital.

I'll be at the heliport

with the chopper in 15.

You're going after Genovese?

No, that's got to wait.

We've got to go to Paris.

Louis is in trouble.

What? What's going on?

I'll tell you about it

when I see you. Just be ready.

-Let me out of here!

-Back away from the door!

Let me go.

Let me go!

My husband--

Your husband is here with me.

If you don't back away,

I will gut him right here.

Back off!

Okay! Okay...

Okay, I'm back.

Louis? Louis...

Oh, my god.

Please look at me. Louis?

Eva?

I can't open it.

Is it her, Tommy?

I don't know.

They have to check her DNA.

Anne-Marie's mother

is on her way.

-There has to be proof.

-I agree.

But we need to go.

The Major's in trouble.

You said Seeger's boss hit her?

Aye, she has a lump

on her head,

but she feels

more responsible than hurt.

We left her with the injured

woman we found at Anne-Marie's

accident.

Good.

There's nothing good

about the accident.

She has something to do.

Time to think

is not always helpful.

We have

until 1:00 p.m. tomorrow.

Or help a war criminal

escape prison?

Which is not going to happen.

If we don't find

the Major and his wife...

Dimitrov will

execute the two of them.

What does Louis have to do

with this war criminal,

this-this Bardov?

Bardov is Dimitrov's

brother-in-law,

and Dimitrov is responsible

for the death of

Louis's son, Etienne.

Dimitrov killed

Major Daniel's son?

Well, he's responsible

for it, yes.

Right, we have

less than 19 hours,

but unless

I'm missing something,

we have absolutely no idea

where to start.

No, we have a relationship

with someone

who may be able to point us

in the right direction.

We do?

Well, you know him.

Lev Marianski.

The Russian businessman.

We rescued his son

in the south of France.

-Right, the kidnapping.

-Well, would he help us?

He's on his way here right now

with what he thinks might give

you an idea

as to where Dimitrov

would hold high-value hostages.

Helping us... could be really

dangerous for Mr. Marianski.

He made it clear to me that...

he was aware of all the risks.

This field office

is at your disposal.

If there's anything

they can't provide,

just call me,

and it will be yours.

You're not staying?

No, I have to go

to the ICC.

Dimitrov knew that I had

taken Bardov out of custody

11 times since

he's been incarcerated.

And only seven of those

were official.

He has a source

inside the ICC prison.

Yes, so it is essential

that at least it appear

that I am making all

the arrangements

for his transfer.

Good luck.

Dorn?

Does Louis know

Rebecca is the reason

that their son was murdered?

Bardov is a war criminal.

If this is about

his imprisonment,

and Louis had nothing to do

with that, then it's Rebecca.

It's Rebecca

who prosecuted him with you.

Right?

-No.

-No?

No, Louis doesn't know.

And I would appreciate it

if you could keep it

just between the two of us

until I can find

a suitable time to tell him.

Thank you, Hickman.

Stay away from us.

I will enjoy so much

playing with you.

Detective Hickman.

Mr. Marianski.

It's very good of you to come.

You gave me back my son.

-Yeah.

-I am in your debt,

and I am a man

who repays his debts.

I've brought some files

that may be helpful,

all of the records I kept.

I acted mainly as

Dimitrov's business agent,

procuring buildings and

maintaining his records.

What, like his accountant?

Close.

Yes?

Mr. Dimitrov,

Marianski has arrived

in the ICC field office.

He's with them now?

Yes, he is.

I knew he was

among those betraying me.

The usual arrangements

have been made.

Good. Very good.

This looks like every building

Dimitrov owns in Europe.

There are quite a few,

but not all of them are empty,

or good places

to hold hostages.

No, this is great.

We should be able

to narrow it down quite a bit.

I was treated badly

by him the entire time

I was his employee.

All of us were.

We were like... dogs to him.

So you're turning on him

because he was a shite boss?

Suppose I said

there was a sum of money

that I'd like to

turn over to my boy?

Enough for him

to start his life

with all the opportunity

he could need...

but I can't do it...

until Dimitrov

is out of the picture.

So you're trying

to get rid of him?

Use the files to put him away.

Forever.

How do you feel?

I'm dizzy.

-Careful.

-But I'm fine. It's okay.

But what about you?

There was blood.

I stabbed one of them...

with scissors.

I could have told them

about fighting with you.

I'm so sorry.

I should never have come back

to the apartment that night.

-That was stupid and childish.

-No apologies.

Do you know where we are?

I don't understand.

Why take us hostage?

They probably only used me

to get to you.

Yes, but...

why not just kill us?

Maybe they're planning on it.

Not for a while.

What do you mean?

They brought us food, Rebecca.

They want us alive.

You have definitely

repaid us anything...

that you think

you might owe us.

Thank you.

My pleasure.

Well, maybe I'll see you soon.

Maybe.

You don't think so?

Very little escapes

Dimitrov's attention.

Very little.

He's been watching me

since we fell out.

The good news is,

whatever happens to me,

if you can put Dimitrov

away for good,

my son will be more than fine.

Just... Don't doubt for a second

that he will kill

your boss or any of you.

Show him no mercy.

Be careful.

He all but knew he was going

to get killed for helping us.

I'd feel a lot better

if we all went back inside.

Actually, I don't even think

they noticed I was here, Tommy.

Still, man, better safe, right?

Yeah.

Wait.

Wait, wait...

He said Dimitrov...

He said Dimitrov

was watching him.

It sure looks like it.

But why let him

come into a building and...

and talk to us?

I mean, clearly

he knew he was here.

Maybe he didn't know it was us

he was coming to talk to.

He left his chateau

with a bunch of files

and went to an ICC field office

on the same day that...

Dimitrov kidnaps a French Major?

It's like he wasn't worried

about what he was going

to tell us.

There's probably nothing

in those files that we can use.

Then we're back to zero.

Anything we can use

as a weapon.

A loose brick,

a piece of glass.

I don't even want to know

what's on these walls.

We need something to make them

take me out of this room.

What? You'd leave me here alone?

Just as long as necessary,

don't worry.

You should eat.

No, thanks.

Come on, just the bread.

Are you sure they're not

trying to kill us this way?

Louis?

This could be...

Use this.

Wait.

Let me of here!

Hey! Let me out of here!

Keep your wits about you.

This is not a place

to let your defenses down.

Stay alert.

They're bringing Bardov

down now, sir.

Thank you.

Did you put

all these men in here, sir?

Not all.

They are war criminals?

No. Some of them

are just accused.

They haven't stood trial yet.

If they are convicted,

the proper prison will be

negotiated for them.

I never really believed

in evil before, but it's...

Are you familiar with

the writings of Joseph Conrad?

No, sir.

"The belief in a supernatural

source of evil

is not necessary;

men alone are quite capable

of every wickedness."

He wrote that.

Excuse me.

Was Marianski helpful?

He's dead.

Oh, God.

Gunned down

right outside our building.

He knew they'd know.

Well, he said

he was being followed.

You spoke to him?

Well, yeah, the hitters

got him when he was leaving,

after he talked to us.

Oh, my god.

Yeah, Dimitrov

let him talk to us.

They could have killed him

when he was in the building.

But Dimitrov wasn't worried

about what Marianski

would tell you

because he's holding them

somewhere Marianski

wouldn't know.

Maybe it's a building Dimitrov

bought after they fell out.

Within the past two years.

That's exactly

what I needed to know.

Thank you, sir.

Okay, we're looking for

a real estate transaction

made in the last two years,

something that Marianski

wouldn't know anything about.

Most of what he's done

in the last two years

is divest himself of everything.

It's like he's cashing out.

The only thing that he's bought

at all in this time frame

is a London minor league

football club.

A football club?

You call it "soccer."

I know what a football club is.

When he bought the club,

did it come with a stadium?

Black Tiger Stadium in Edgeware.

Well, we're not going

to be able to get around London

without the help of someone,

someone at the Met,

someone important.

♪ Let's get it on ♪

♪ Let's love, baby ♪

♪ Let's get it on ♪

♪ Sugar ♪

♪ Let's get it on ♪

-Sir?

-♪ Oww! ♪

♪ We're all sensitive people ♪

Dorn, sir!

-What?

What did you say?

I'm sorry, Chief Inspector,

but you told me

if I ever got a call

from a man named Dorn

at the ICC,

I was to contact you

immediately.

Oh, piss off!

Was that you singing?

Dorn, you old sod!

You caught me at my weekly

Karaoke indulgence.

Was the Chief Inspector

going over well?

The crowd loves me!

You were just cheering

three blokes singing

the bloody Spice Girls!

Eh. Anyhow, listen,

you're not one

for a casual catch-up.

What can I do?

I need you to help me

with something.

Carl Hickman.

Vittoria, Berger, McConnell.

-Chief Inspector Miles Lennon.

-Yeah.

Welcome to London.

Sit in the chair there.

Yes, sir.

Who is he?

On sauverait Etienne.

-Thank you.

-That's all?

-Yes.

-I failed?

No, not at all.

In fact, you're perfect.

Wait outside.

And remember my admonitions.

Yes, sir.

I wanted to see the two of you

in the same room

to confirm that you were

the same size and height.

Why would you need

a decoy of me?

Your brother-in-law has

taken prisoner people who are

very dear to me.

How is that my concern?

Because he said

he would let them go

if I helped you to escape.

What?

More than that,

he knows every time

we have left here together.

Precisely every time.

Son of a bitch wants to kill me.

Exactly.

How can I help you?

Welcome to New Scotland Yard.

Right, these lads and lady

are from the ICC,

and need our help

in rescuing their leader

and his wife from

a Russian gangster.

Sounds like a bloody

penny dreadful.

Someone remind me

to write an opera about this.

You're not actually writing

that down to remind me, are you?

Some of them are a tad gullible,

but the men and women

in this room are the best

we have at their jobs.

Tactical, comms,

counter-intelligence.

Bring them up to date.

We rewound CCTV images

around the stadium,

and there has been movement

in the last 24 hours,

but not in the last 12.

Did you see

the major or his wife?

A couple of vehicles

parked close,

men surrounded one figure,

they rushed him through quickly,

but we couldn't get

a very good look.

How many?

At least 10 unique figures

moving in and out,

but there's no way

to know how many are posted

on the inside.

These the schematics

of the stadium?

Yeah, but they're

more than 10 years old.

The building's been closed

for almost that long,

and has fallen into disrepair.

No one knows

what it looks like below.

Disrepair?

Looks like a pile of shite.

You're McConnell.

Yeah, Police Services--

Northern Ireland.

I know your family very well.

How?

I reckon you know

the answer to that, Tinker.

-Only one question remaining.

-Which is?

Well, since none of them

was seen on any cameras,

are you sure

your boss is even inside?

No, I can't really say for sure.

It's the only place

that makes sense.

I'm sorry, I can't

authorize a major raid

based on "It's the only place

that makes sense."

-Because you've got

a problem with me?

-I never said that.

-We don't have a lot of time.

-I'm aware of that.

But I need concrete knowledge

before I put any

of my people at risk.

I may have a way to get

some cameras inside.

-You brought them?

-A few.

You can do that?

We need to use the buildings

around the stadium

and a sniper rifle.

Let me out of here!

You can scream forever.

No one can hear you.

Piss off.

Oh, you have spirit.

Does your cop husband

appreciate your spirit?

I don't think so.

I don't think he

appreciates you at all.

Screw you!

Screw me?

Why do women like you always

think they are so much better

than a man like me?

Oh, you'll love this.

You'll love this,

but you better not bite.

Hey!

You're going to die for this.

You're next.

This Sebastian of yours,

his cameras going to work?

I've never seen a gadget

of his fail.

Ought to be fun.

Not for nothing, but, uh...

McConnell.

He's good.

How long have you known him?

Six months.

And you think

I don't know the real him.

That's funny.

He's good inside.

Good where it counts.

Bothering you?

Well... No more than usual.

Are you high right now?

That's subtle.

I'm going up against

armed suspects with you.

-I want to know the situation.

-I take pain meds,

but they aren't as strong

as they used to be.

Codeine pills instead

of morphine patches,

I know. I researched you all

before you arrived.

What web site has

my prescription history?

Also, Dorn did give me

a bit of a heads-up.

Well, like you with Tommy,

we don't always see eye to eye.

Actually, he did tell me

that you were someone

whose judgment I should trust.

That's good enough for you?

I know you know

how it feels to devote

your life to something,

to an institution,

and then just have it

betray you completely.

But do you know how it feels

to have someone believe in you?

I mean, not just believe,

but to step up,

give you back the things

that you thought you were

going to lose forever?

Hope in the face of despair?

When this is over,

maybe I'll tell you what Dorn

did for me in the Falklands.

But for now...

Yeah, his word

is good enough for me.

I've known the McConnell family

for almost all my professional

life.

Trust me when I tell you that

none of them are, as you say it,

"Good inside where it counts."

Who does that gobshite tosser

think he is, judging me?

Look, I'm not trying

to defend him or anything,

but he's got a point.

I mean, he's probably

had some professional run-ins

with your family.

Not pleasant ones, I imagine.

This is you not defending him?

Know how many times people

question me about my father?

So what?

It doesn't make it right.

No, but it makes it inevitable.

Right, let's mount up!

And, if nobody minds,

I'd rather not have Belfast boy

here stand behind me

with the rifle.

Don't need to be behind you

to end you, big man.

It's a joke, a joke!

Just trying to ease the tension.

Come on, then,

let's go find your boss.

Hang him up. Take that off.

Come on. Come on.

The cameras are inside these

low-velocity rifle rounds.

You are kidding.

We've tried them.

They work.

Yeah, there's only one real

problem with the low-velocity.

-Wind.

-Wind.

2 Para, Falklands.

-Where did you learn to shoot?

-My da taught me.

To protect us from you Paras.

Okay, Tommy, pick a window.

The wind is calming.

Nice shot.

Let's hope we get an image.

Look.

Officer Seeger.

Officer Seeger...

I'm sorry, sir.

Do you know who I am?

Of course.

Regional Commander... Jonkers.

Mm-hm. I came to tell you

we located your boss,

Commander Bergen.

Have you arrested him?

Apparently, he shot himself.

He's dead?

The shame of today was

too much for him to handle.

Being taken hostage

in the escape.

At least, that is how

the report will read.

He helped a prisoner escape.

What difference does it

make now, Seeger? He's dead.

But that isn't the truth.

We are the police, Seeger.

The truth is what we say it is.

Our small department

can't afford a scandal.

I'm sure you understand that.

Inspector?

Thank you.

You've made a wise choice.

Sir?

Where is he now?

He's at the morgue. But don't

concern yourself with that.

Go home and rest.

You've earned it.

Prisoner Bardov is being

released in my custody.

Michel Lechnya Dorn,

ICC prosecutor.

Documents in order.

He's leaving.

Strap him in.

-Yes?

-I have Bardov.

I'll text you

an address in Belgium.

It should take

several hours to get here.

When you arrive, pull in,

and you will see my vehicle.

They will be there

in three hours.

I want everyone who comes dead.

Everyone.

That's the last one, Tommy.

Thanks. I needed more pressure.

Well, we still have no trace

of the Major, and only

a couple of hours left.

Wind is calming.

What the hell is that?

I don't know.

No, that's definitely him.

He is alive.

Barely.

I need some time.

Well, we don't have time.

If we move now,

Dimitrov will know

that he's not getting Bardov.

Then he'll just go back

into hiding, and this

will just continue.

How much time do you need?

30 minutes. Just 30 minutes,

and this will be done.

It'll be over forever.

We'll do our best, Dorn,

but I've got to tell you

something.

I don't know if he's

going to last 30 minutes.

Is this the cop,

Commander Bergen, the suicide?

Suicide?

I thought they said he was

killed in the line of duty.

Taken hostage

or something like that.

Have you ever seen a suicide

not leave any gunshot residue?

I don't know about suicide.

All I know is they don't want

any autopsy.

We are the police.

The truth is

what we say it is...

[echoing]

This is ending.

But before it ends...

I'm going to spend some

precious time with your wife.

I want you to know that.

If you touch my wife,

I will kill you.

Now, that's funny.

-One of them just hit

the Major again.

-Be more specific. Which one?

I'd like to give him

a little something special.

The one with blood

on his face.

Hickman, we've got to go!

-What's going on?

-The Major got himself free.

He's going after them himself.

Yes, Hickman?

Things have changed, Dorn.

We gotta move.

Save them. Save them.

Lennon!

We're on!

Right, lads, let's go to work.

Come on, lads,

quick as you can!

That's gonna let them know

we're coming. Hickman,

take McConnell to the right.

-The rest of you, on me,

to the left.

-This way.

We're here.

Pleasure doing business

with you, Dorn.

Nothing about this

has been a pleasure.

I'm truly sorry

you feel that way.

You targeted a child.

I wanted to do something loud.

The Daniel family

were your weakness.

The boy was collateral damage.

Goodbye, Dorn.

It's over.

-How did you--

-Drones are not the

only vehicles

that can be operated remotely.

How did you find me?

We've had a satellite

tracking you

ever since we met at that bar

with the nearly naked ladies.

We've recovered

Louis and Rebecca.

They're safe.

Bardov is back in a cell.

Listen to this.

I wanted to do something loud.

The Daniel family

were your weakness.

The boy was collateral damage.

This is your chance to surrender

and face charges for the murder

of Etienne Daniel.

Surrender?

Dorn, you are in my country.

How the hell do you think

you would ever get me

across a border?

I own this region.

It would be more correct to say

"My brother-in-law owns

all the criminals of Tula

and the area around it."

What I am offering you

is protection from them.

By arresting me?

My brother-in-law

is a traitor to his people.

His days are numbered.

One last time.

Walk out with me,

and you will live.

If you don't,

I cannot guarantee your safety.

Go to hell.

And if you think you will ever

get out of Russia,

you are as foolish

as you are old.

Tomorrow I will be older,

and you will not.

One call, Dorn!

One call, and you will

never leave these woods.

Never!

I knew you would

come for us, Carl.

Thank you.

I was asked today

if I knew what it was like...

to have someone believe in me...

when no one else did.

What a day, huh?

Yeah.

Good job, everybody.

ICC, Hickman.

Are you sure?

Yeah, thanks. Thank you.

Anne-Marie's mother went

to the morgue with DNA samples

already processed.

Already?

How can that be so fast?

Her mother was a doctor, and...

she had Anne-Marie genetically

tested for autism

when she was a kid.

So then the... DNA--

It's a match.

So the body... is Anne-Marie?

The body got picked up

two hours ago.

It's on the way back to France.

I forgot my phone.

See you there.

Okay.

-Hey.

-Hey.

I'm sorry,

I just forgot my phone.

You okay?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.

She was going to be

a special one.

She was smart.

She asked a lot of questions.

The good ones.

The right ones.

Yes.

I know.

Back in the beginning

of this, uh, team...

Louis asked me if I wanted

to feel like a cop again.

I did want that.

Mostly.

Mostly?

This part I didn't need.

The part where you lose someone.

I guess...

we were all kind of alone...

when the Major

brought us together.

I was.

Sebastian, Tommy...

You had your own things.

That's an understatement.

Maybe what he meant by...

"feeling like a cop again"...

was being part of a family.

When you are a family,

sometimes you lose people.

But you don't have

to lose them alone.

Yeah.

Maybe.

Why don't you come with us

for a drink?

For Anne-Marie.

Okay.

And maybe now that we're family,

I can start calling you Carlton.

-Or not.

-Okay. Or not.