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[dramatic music] [people talking]

[gurney clattering]

[ambulance doors close]

[camera clicking]

What do you think?

Well, it looks like it was fitted with a homemade silencer.

Is that significant?

Well, the entry wound is consistent

with a self-inflicted,

and no doubt we'’ll find his prints on the weapon, but...

who bothers to use a silencer to shoot themselves?

Someone with kids in nearby?

He was facing disgrace...

years inside.

He was grasping for a lifeline.

Let'’s just wait and see what the coroner has to say.

Hmm. But, we need more time to figure this out,

so, let'’s hope they take their sweet time about it.

[crow cawing]

How'’s she taking it?

What do you think?

I'’ve got to get back.

[camera clicks]

[police radio chatter]

[police siren wailing]

She doesn'’t get to win, Billy.

That bitch doesn'’t get to win.

What? Are you giving up on me now?

Of course not.

But you have to admit it, Hannah.

That was a major knock-back.

I'’m sorry. Sorry.

It just doesn'’t add up.

They'’ve got to have someone else working for them on the inside.

I agree with you.

But we'’re no closer to identifying

who that individual is.

Sourav Dravid?

[laughs] No, CPS it'’s hardly the inside.

Nicky Harris.

[treacherous music]

[theme music]

[truck rumbling]

[hydraulics hissing]

[metal clanging]

[Bianca panicking]

[truck rumbling off]

[door opens]

Nicky Harris.

DCI Harris, what about her?

She was the only one apart from you, us and the CPS

who knew about Marcus.

So?

-Oh, that'’s ridiculous. -Someone tipped them off.

You don'’t know that. Maybe he shot himself.

That'’s bullshit.

Let'’s dial it down, Hannah.

So, what you are suggesting is not possible

because I brought DCI Harris into the loop

minutes before she joined us.

Five tops.

She barely had time to say thank you,

let alone set up a hit.

Besides which, I know DCI Harris...

personally,

There'’s no way.

[sighs]

So...

where does this leave us?

Waiting for the Mimicas to mess up.

[tense music]

And combing through his digital footprint.

See if we can find a trail.

Then why don'’t you do that?

[door opens]

[airport sounds]

[dramatic music]

[phone rings]

Speak.

CURTIS: Those IDs you asked me to keep an eye out for.

Something'’s just come up on the system.

DCI HARRIS: Which one?

Um...all of them.

[ominous music]

CURTIS: I'’ve just sent you the data.

He'’s routed through three different potential hubs with...

three further options

directly back to the UK from all of them.

He can only be on one plane at a time.

So, when you know where he'’s actually arriving,

let me know.

[ominous music]

[sighs] You sneaky boy.

Do you trust him, Billy?

-Kane? -Hmm.

If he'’s right about DCI Harris and the guy from the CPS,

then he'’s the only one left.

Aye.

That thought had occurred to me, though.

-Still. -Still what?

Well, he'’s been with us the whole way through

the whole investigation,

given us air cover.

He could have shut us down at any point, Hannah.

Or given us away.

Yeah, alright.

But, I think from now on we should be careful

with what we share with him, agreed?

I can work with that.

[laughs softly]

[dramatic music] [people chattering]

[phone pings]

[tense music]

[keyboard clacking]

Oh, where are you gonna land?

[message sending tone]

[car rumbling]

[car door opens]

[container doors open]

[car door closes]

[phone message tone]

GORAN: Good news?

Oh yes, and very well timed.

Argh. You bitch!

Argh! Argh! Argh, get off me.

Get off me.

Argh!

Welcome home, darling.

[treacherous music]

Argh!

[car swooshing]

HANNAH: Shit.

[tense music]

Do you think they saw you?

Only my back.

HANNAH: That'’s your best side.

You sound like my ex-wife.

Check the feed.

Hmm. It'’s really blurry. Can you focus it?

Okay.

[clicking sound] [car door opens]

[tense music] [car door closes]

Come on, darling.

Inside, please, Bianca.

[car door closes]

BILLY: How'’s that?

Hmm, still blurry.

A bit more.

[bleep]

Hi, Bianca.

HANNAH: Yeah, yeah, yeah, that'’s great.

Good. I'’m coming down.

She'’s back.

And this time she'’s staying.

[car door opens, closes]

What'’s she smiling about?

Search me.

And who'’s that guy with her?

BILLY: We can do this back at the safe house.

Hannah...

...it might be a good idea to get out of here.

Oh, yeah. Sorry.

[car starts] [door closes]

You must be tired.

Why don'’t you go upstairs, take a shower, maybe a nap.

-Jovan will help. -I can manage by myself.

A word.

Will you be shifting the product now?

I uh, just need one more thing to happen.

I have been patient,

understanding of your situation,

but now you have to understand mine.

You'’re getting pressure from Zagreb.

They don'’t appreciate you or your ideas.

You want to prove yourself.

[scoffs]

With the money from this aunty, we could do so many things.

Don'’t worry.

You will get the chance.

[cupboard door opens]

When this boy is dead.

He'’s the informer, the one who betrayed us?

That is his mother.

Between them, they killed my Davor.

And my father.

I understand.

[knocking on door] [door opens]

Sir, those files.

Marcus'’ service record, Sir.

And his case history from Greater London Police.

On my desk, please.

Thanks.

[door closes]

[sighs]

[phone pings]

[soft music]

[finger tapping]

[phone pinging]

[tense music]

[knocking on door]

JOVAN: Do you need anything?

No. Just go away, Jovan.

Okay. Sorry.

[window handle rattles]

[gagging]

[vomiting]

[knocking on door] [door opens]

BIANCA: I said go away.

I don'’t think you mean that.

Are you okay?

Yeah, fine.

Do you like it? I put it in here.

I thought you would be missing him.

What have you done to him? [tense music]

Oh, darling, you know I would never do anything to hurt you.

Do I?

[receding footsteps]

[phone beeps] Sangita, it'’s Billy again.

I'’m heading over to yours now, unless I hear otherwise, okay?

The feed'’s good.

Could have done with one or two more angles,

but you know.

I'’m not going up there again.

Oh, I, I'’ve got an ID on the new boy.

Goran Mimica.

Love of God, another one.

Hmm, they'’re like Japanese knotweed.

Who is this charmer?

He'’s Zvonomir's son.

[tense music]

Maybe he'’s here to shift that 150 kilos.

Or maybe he'’s here to find out

what happened to his father.

[gunfire] Whatever the reason,

this is a sign that something might be about to happen.

And with this in place, we'’ll be watching.

This is good, Billy.

It feels like things are finally moving.

Well, I better get Marcus'’ laptop to Sangita.

See if she can hack in.

While you stay here and, and watch telly.

Hmm.

Do you remember how I used to plait your hair

when you were little?

I hated it then too.

[scoffs]

Now, let'’s find you something to wear.

This will look lovely on you.

And it'’s perfect for the occasion.

What occasion?

We'’re going to visit your brother.

[dramatic music]

[yawning]

Oh.

[sighs]

Jovan...

you need to make sure everything is ready

when we return.

Of course.

Please, don'’t mess up again.

I won'’t.

[car door closes]

[police siren wailing]

[banging on door] [handle rattling]

[knocking on door]

Sangita.

It'’s Billy. Are you in there?

[phone ringing]

RECORDED VOICE MESSAGE: Hello, Sangita.

I'’m busy. Leave a message. [phone beeps]

Sangita, it'’s Billy.

I'’m outside your shop.

I don'’t know what's going on. Can you call me please?

[tense music]

[door lock rattling]

[car rumbling]

[car door opens]

[car doors close]

[police siren wailing]

You need to come with us.

No.

Come on!

[car door closes]

No.

I won'’t, can't.

Bianca, if you don'’t do what your mother wants,

I may have to force you.

It won'’t be pleasant for either of us.

So, please.

[clicking] [phone ringing]

Are you trying to break into my shop, Billy?

I was worried about you.

Aw, you do care.

Smile for the camera.

Where are you?

In my safe house.

I was broken into.

You know, it comes with the territory.

Whoever you'’re up against, Billy, it'’s got me in trouble.

How long has it been like this?

Oof. Best part of a week.

And you didn'’t think to call?

I'’ve had my hands full.

It'’s taken a while, but I worked out

what they were looking for.

Anything you'’d like to share?

Nothing good, I'’m afraid.

[door opens]

[ominous music]

Open it, please.

I would advise against it.

My daughter has come from Costa Rica

to see her beloved brother.

Just do it.

[coffin lid creaks open]

[dramatic music]

Thank you.

Now, leave us, please.

[door opens]

Look at your brother.

I said, look at him!

See what you'’ve done?

This is what happens when you betray your family.

Now apologise to your brother.

I'’m sorry.

I'’m sorry. [crying]

That'’s good.

Now, kiss him goodbye.

[whispers] Do it.

[sniffing]

[kiss]

Someone tried to hack me,

and when they failed, they paid a visit in person.

Do you know who they are?

No. But I caught them on camera.

What, they didn'’t take out your CCTV?

Only the ones they could see.

And what were they after?

Hard drives and laptops.

Any idea what was on them?

[sighs]

[tense music]

[keyboard clacking]

Sending it now.

[phone pings]

They know about Christian'’s identities.

Sorry, Billy.

Not your fault.

[slurping]

[ominous music] Shit.

[phone ringing]

-Billy. -We'’ve got a bit of a problem.

I know. I know.

Uh, they'’ve got Bianca.

What are you talking about?

I just saw her on the feed, clear as day.

Bollocks!

Does this mean that they'’ve found Christian?

Billy, have they got him?

I could see it in her face when she broke into my house.

She must have known that she was close to finding him.

BILLY: You can'’t say that for certain.

I saw Bianca.

But you didn'’t see Christian.

You said it yourself, Hannah...

Dubravka'’s obsessed with payback,

with making you feel the same pain she does.

If that time came, and I'’m not saying it will,

then you'’ll know about it, trust me.

Yeah, she'’ll make sure of that.

Okay, so what can we do?

Ca- can you trace the false passports?

Already got Sangita on it.

And?

They were last used to enter Costa Rica.

No movement since.

He'’ll try to get back home.

I know Christian, he won'’t abandon her.

Then we'’ll check with the airlines.

What if we'’re too late, Billy? [crying]

[soft music]

Don'’t go there, Hannah.

What if I have to?

Then I'’ll go there with you.

[door opens]

[birds singing]

Where are you going?

-To lie down. -Of course.

But you don'’t live up there anymore.

[tense music]

[metal gate clangs open]

[echoing footsteps]

[metal door creaks open]

[scoffs]

You can'’t do this.

Get off me! Argh, get...

You brought it on yourself.

Bianca.

Door.

No, no, no! [door slams]

No!

Jovan, you will guard this room.

If you think you can handle it.

I can.

This isn'’t right.

Maybe, but it'’s not your place to decide that, Jovan.

[footsteps receding]

[metal gate scrapes]

BILLY: Okay, yeah, cheers for that.

So?

Sangita'’s found three tickets to the UK.

One for each of the false passports.

[dramatic music]

He'’s alive.

We know he'’s alive now. So might they.

Why hasn'’t he contacted us?

Basic operational security.

Keep quiet until you actually need to make contact.

What about the three flights?

Different routes,

all landing at similar times,

but different airports.

-Is this one of your tricks? -No.

It'’s all Christian's. I told you he was a natural.

Which airports?

-'‘Cause we got to make a plan. -No need.

I already have.

[drawer opens]

Before he left,

we made an arrangement for a situation like this.

[paper rustling]

Oh, Billy, that'’s clever.

It'’s not my first rodeo.

[laughing]

You think I'’m too harsh on Bianca,

just as you thought I was with Jovan.

I think she deserves to be punished.

But how far does the punishment go?

One day you will be in charge and can do things your way.

But until then, I will do as I see fit.

Of course.

Good.

Now come, I want you to drive me to a meeting.

What meeting?

Do you wish to avenge your father?

You know I do.

Then this will tell you how.

[tense music]

Jovan!

[knocking on door] Jovan!

Jovan. [knocking on door]

-Jovan! -Stop it!

Jovan, let me out.

Jovan!

Jovan, let me out. [banging]

-Bianca, come on. -No.

Jovan, not again!

Please.

-Please stop it. -Let me out now!

I'’m sorry, Bianca.

Jovan, please.

-Please. -I'’m really sorry.

[crying] [dramatic music]

[sea crashing] [wind blowing]

[high tempo music]

I want you to meet my nephew, Goran.

From now on he will be handling this matter

on my behalf.

Will he now?

When you find out where the boy is landing,

you will let us know.

As agreed.

Your people will bring him out and hand him over to Goran.

[dramatic music]

Saves me getting my hands dirty.

Right, let'’s talk deals.

[vomiting]

Bianca, are you alright?

Does it sound like I'’m alright?

Can I do anything for you?

Yeah, you could open the door.

I'’m sorry, I can't.

You know how angry she'’d be if she found out.

I know.

Could you at least do me a favour?

What?

There'’s a picture of Christian in my room.

Could you get it for me?

Please.

[soft music]

[clattering]

What are you doing?

Bianca wanted something.

It'’s kind of you. What is it?

[scoffs]

[photo tearing]

He'’s a traitor.

Don'’t let kindness turn to weakness, Jovan.

Go.

Wow.

Alright, don'’t get too excited.

Hmm, this is great.

So, listen,

I wanted to apologise.

-Nicky, there'’s no need. -No, no, no, there is.

Um, I was upset by what you told me at lunch.

But that'’s no excuse for the way I reacted.

And I wanted to say thank you for then finding a way

to give me a heads up on what was going on.

You really stuck your neck out for me.

And...

um, I wanted to commiserate with you

about losing a colleague in such shocking circumstances.

Of course, I am gonna need your help in managing this

if it'’s not gonna derail my career.

Well, there'’s no reason it should.

I messed up a major internal investigation

and that'’s gonna be obvious to everyone

when the truth comes out about Marcus.

And it, it is gonna come out, isn'’t it, Leonard?

Eventually, yeah.

How much time have I got?

He'’s being dealt with as a suicide.

So, nothing to investigate, officially.

And unofficially?

[tense music]

-We'’re miles off. -Oh.

Okay.

[laughing softly]

[pendant clinking]

[soft music]

Is it still on time?

Landing any minute.

And the others?

Within the hour.

[people chattering]

[keyboard clacking]

[tense music]

[tapping on screen]

Good afternoon, Mr Jenkins.

Thank you.

Excuse me.

Can I help you, Sir?

I'’m a British intelligence asset.

I need protection until my handler comes to collect me.

[paper rustles]

You'’d better come with me.

[tapping on screen]

[knocking on door] [door opens]

DCI HARRIS: Hi. [door closes]

I just wanted to say thank you for dinner

and for putting my mind at rest.

You didn'’t have dessert.

Oh, feeder.

[laughing] [phone ringing]

-So, wait until you taste the... -Um...

Oh. Sorry.

Need to deal with this.

Go ahead.

Bye.

[door opens]

[laughs]

[door closes]

[tense music]

He'’s down and he's safe.

Right, come on, we should get going.

Yeah, give me your warrant card.

Why?

What are you doing?

It'’s a tracker...

in case we get separated.

Have you got one?

Sewn into my belt loop.

I'’ve downloaded the app onto your phone.

Where'’d you get this crap?

You wanted to see me?

The boy has landed.

[drawer opens] Okay.

Do this

and we can finally get the Krajina product moving.

That'’s not why I'm doing it.

I know.

You'’ve done this before?

Never directly, no.

[dramatic music]

Then you know how it feels here.

But today you will feel it...

here.

[footsteps receding]

[door opens] [crow cawing]

[door opens]

I'’ve had a word with my supervisor.

That all checks out, apparently.

Someone'’s on the way.

Thank you.

[laughs]

[metal door cranks open]

I brought you pasticada.

[gags] Urgh, oh, it stinks.

My God.

You'’re pregnant.

Is it Christian's?

Who else would it be?

And now he'’ll never get to see his child grow up.

I haven'’t done anything to him.

But I will.

[door clangs closed] [metal plate clanging]

[tense music]

[car doors open] [car doors close]

[car engine starts]

[tires squeal]

[car door opens] [car door closes]

[tires squeal]

[ominous music]

[seatbelt unclips] [car door opens]

No, no, you'’re staying here.

Seriously, Billy, no way.

From the moment Christian comes out of that secure room,

till he'’s inside this vehicle, he'’s at risk.

I can'’t take a weapon.

I need you on the ground here

to make sure that our getaway isn'’t compromised.

[car door closes] [seatbelt unclips]

[car door opens]

[car door closes]

[door opens]

Your ride'’s here.

Christian, I'’m Julie Tompkins, a colleague of Billy Murdoch.

He knows this wasn'’t the arrangement that you made,

but he'’s been unavoidably detained,

so, he sent me.

OFFICER: Is there a problem?

He gave me this...

from your mother [clinking]

to reassure you.

[ominous music]

Sorry. It'’s just it's been a long couple of days.

[car rumbling]

[seatbelt unclips]

[tense music]

[phone pings]

They'’re on their way.

My mum'’s necklace, can I have it?

Uh, yeah, of course.

[tense music]

BILLY: I didn'’t send a fucking colleague!

She he had a badge. Gave your name.

-Where did they go? -Across the bridge.

[phone rings]

-Yep. -Hannah, I need backup.

Billy, where are you?

[car door opens]

Shit!

[GPS beeping]

This way.

Christian!

[lift pings] B minus 4.

[lift doors close] Doors closing.

Christian!

[banging]

B minus 4. Billy!

Doors closing.

-Christian! -Billy!

-Christian! -mum!

Police. [people screaming]

-Drop the gun. -Stay back.

Let him go.

-Fuck you. -Armed police.

Put the gun down!

Put the gun down.

-Drop your guns. -Wait!

Let him go.

[heavy breathing]

[tense music] I said drop them.

I'’ll shoot him!

[gut punch] Urgh.

[gunfire]

[thumping]

-Mum! -Christian.

OFFICER: Hostile down.

My God, my God.

BILLY: We need to leave now.

Let'’s get out of here, let'’s go. Let's go!

Go, go, go!

[footsteps running]

[car engine starts]

[tires squeal]

Are you alright?

Keep your head down.

Sorry.

Don'’t worry, I understand.

No, I, I meant...

I'’m, I'm sorry.

It'’s alright.

I told you, I'’m okay.

[tires squealing]

[seatbelts unclip]

You two stay here for a minute.

[car door opens]

[car door closes]

So, what'’s the plan?

Uh, well, uh, you have a shower,

get some food, sleep.

No.

I meant what'’s the plan with Bianca?

Well, there is no plan...yet.

You sure she'’s at the house?

Yeah, I saw her with my own eyes.

Good.

[phone pings]

Okay, that'’s Billy, he says we'’re clear to go.

[car doors open]

[car doors close]

Chrissy, what did you mean just now when you said, "“Good,"”

when I said that Bianca was at the Mimica house?

Well, she'’ll be safe there.

Safe?

[birds twittering]

There'’s something I haven'’t told you.

[car engine roars] [tires squeal]

-Mum! -Argh!

[gunfire]

Argh!

[car tires squeal]

[distorted] Hannah!

[dramatic music]

It'’s alright, it's alright.

It'’s alright.

It'’s alright, it's okay, it'’s alright.

Bianca.

Okay, it'’s okay.

It'’s okay.

[gasps]

Christian, please.

[sobs]

My boy.

My boy.

He'’s my boy.

He'’s my boy.

My boy, my lovely boy.

[sombre music]