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He was found outside the emergency room.

Bled to death a few hours later.

No wallet, no ID, nothing.

185 centimeter. White male.

Is this him?

Good morning.

What a bright and sunny day we've got here in...

Get upstairs, please.

Jay? Hello? Take off the head...

Phie, can you get out the deck chairs?

Hey.

Wakey, wakey.

Jay ate the last sausage I was saving, so...

-I'm not hungry. -I know.

You can't keep eating chocolate.

It's gonna come out of your armpits.

It's been almost a week.

Are you sure there isn't someone I can call?

You said you wouldn't.

-You promised me you wouldn't. -I know, I just...

There has to be someone that can help you.

If you want me to leave, then fine.

I don't want you to leave.

I want you to trust me.

I can't trust anyone.

Then why did you come here?

Franz.

Franz.

Here's what's gonna happen.

You're gonna take time off

and get psychological help to deal with the aftermath

of what Erik Heller put you through.

You'll see a therapist tomorrow, and then you'll head home.

The agency should know I'm your best chance of finding them.

If Heller's alive, I'm the one who can get him

to lead us to the girl.

That used to be our opinion. Not anymore.

So get out of my way.

Fine.

Try finding her without me.

But you cook up some story portraying me as unstable,

I'll fight you all the way.

It's not really a story, is it?

Excuse me?

Case file November 2003.

After closing down the Utrax facility,

Marissa Wiegler was found to have suffered from...

mental health issues.

It's understandable.

What you were asked to do to those babies

would've been tough on anyone.

-For a woman, it must have... -Fuck you.

I'm the one protecting you, Marissa.

You should be on your hands and knees thanking me right now.

Oh, yeah, wouldn't you love that?

Hanna...

His name is Dieter Schultes.

He was Heller's squadron leader in Helmand.

Still lives in Berlin. He could be hiding him.

Pull up his details. Find out where he works.

You mentioned an operation. Utrax.

Do you want to tell me about it? I can't find any record.

Does Marissa Wiegler know about it?

Thanks, Carl.

-We're done here. -Sir.

Carl.

This is when you think about your career.

And you stop asking questions you do not need to ask.

Jay, put that down, now.

You could encourage him to get out the house more.

Well, at least he won't get skin cancer.

Shut up.

Okay. We should get going.

-What, where are you going? -What's wrong with your memory?

Me and your dad are going out. You agreed to look after Jay.

-Oh, fuck, shite... -Don't swear.

No, because I promised Dan that I'd go help him with his party.

Well, you can see Dan another night.

Me and your dad need some one-on-one time.

Maybe we could go another night.

I thought you wanted to do this.

No, I... I do.

Oh, my God! I was saving that, little shit.

-Mom! -Apologize to your brother.

Mom, I'm finished. Can I go play?

-No. -Yeah.

You're undermining me.

-What? He's had enough. -That is not the point.

Just go. I'll stay. It's fine.

Why are you here, Marissa?

Really? We're doing this?

Well, since you have to be here, shall we make use of it?

Okay. I am almost certainly traumatized

by having been held hostage in a recent operation in Berlin.

You don't seem traumatized.

That's because I'm not.

So you felt confident that your assailant wouldn't hurt you?

Oh, no. No, no. He wanted to kill me.

Why was that not terrifying to you?

There's worse things than dying.

What would they be?

I'll tell you what I want.

I want to be put back on the job for which I am clearly

the person best qualified to obtain the agency's goals.

To find the people that you're looking for.

I don't know anything about that.

Don't lie to me.

Why else would Sawyer send me to you?

I know Erik Heller, I know that girl.

Something happened at the airport.

She should've been with him, but she wasn't.

Tell Sawyer to give me the support I need.

I will find them.

What's worse than dying?

Killing is worse.

Killing who?

You know who.

They gave you the file.

Was it one person? Or more?

It was more.

Who were they?

Were they a threat to you?

No.

Hey. I'm just gonna pop out for a second.

And I'm gonna be back before they get home.

Can you, like, call me if you need me?

All right.

I'm sorry.

I wanted to surprise you.

Well, you did a good job.

The wanderer returned at last.

What is that? Did something happen?

No.

It's s-stupid.

Where is he?

Benoit?

Jill and Clément took the boys to the movies.

We're all having dinner here after that.

They'll be happy to see you.

Hmm.

Hi-ya.

I brought you this to keep track of the news.

I already did the quiz. Sorry.

And I got you this

'cause, well, I know how much you love nuts.

Do you want one?

No?

Are you going somewhere?

Yeah. My friend Dan's having some people over.

The boy that I haven't seen all summer has just got back.

Anton, he's gonna be there.

Oh, he's so fucking fit.

Why don't you come?

I can't.

There's only gonna be a few people there.

We can tell them that you're visiting.

No.

Hanna, please.

Hey, do you remember how much fun Spain was

when you ate that boy's face?

No?

All right, I'll go by myself,

and you can stay stuck in here for the rest of your life.

Oh, my God...

...it is kicking the fuck off.

Shit like this never happens around here.

I'm so excited.

Fuck. Guess word got 'round.

-Oh, Dan is in so much shit. -Hey!

Soph, you're back.

-Hey. Oh, my God. -Can you believe this?

Let's go say hi.

You look amazing.

- You all right? - Yeah.

I'm gonna go outside for a minute.

-Are you sure? -Yeah, I'll come find you in a bit.

-Yeah? Okay. -Yeah. Don't worry.

But where is Dan, anyway?

Oh, he just disappeared.

Hanna. Come on, come on.

Hanna!

Sorry, no. The party's downstairs.

Like... get out.

Who's she?

I have no idea,

but I didn't invite her.

Oh, there you are.

We have to go.

-Now? -Mm-hmm.

-Okay. -My parents came home early.

I mean, it's like a fucking joke; it's not enough

that they have to ruin their own lives arguing the whole time,

but they have to fucking ruin mine as well, you know...

Hi, Anton.

-Hi. -How are you?

-Good, good. -Dan said that you were gonna be here,

and you are here right now.

Sorry. Uh, sorry.

-How was your trip? -Great.

-Yeah? -Yeah.

You two know each other?

Yeah. Do you...

-Do you two know each other? -Uh...

No, we don't.

Well, this is Anton.

And, uh, this is my friend... Sanna.

-Sanna. -Yeah.

It's like, uh...

-It's-it's Jap-Japa-Japanese. -Right.

I'm from out of town.

Not Japan, but yeah.

All right. Cool.

We have to go.

Hey, listen, uh, a couple of my mates,

we're watching some movies tomorrow night.

You should come.

Yeah, that sounds great.

-A hundred percent. -All right. Definitely.

-Oh, we'll be there... -All right.

...or be square.

And you can just, like, message me.

Cool. All day.

I'm gonna faint. See ya! Bye, sorry.

God, he got way more beautiful over the summer.

Oh, and "Sanna"?

What the fuck was I thinking?

I've got to run on ahead, do you know the way back?

Yeah. But I can come see you tomorrow, yeah?

Yo, Dan, sick party, man.

Mm-hmm.

Sophie, what the fuck?

-Can I help you? -I hope so.

-Guten Morgen. -Guten Morgen.

I'm looking for Erik Heller.

I haven't seen him in years.

You didn't see him or his daughter

outside Anderson Hotel a few days ago?

No.

All this loyalty-- where does it come from?

Afghanistan?

Your friend Rudi was telling me this touching story

that he never got to finish.

As I said, I don't know where Erik Heller is.

So, if I followed you,

you wouldn't lead me to him?

I'd finish my work... and go home.

Normal life, normal man.

That's so sweet.

Well, if you don't know,

you can't tell me, can you?

Hey.

Danke.

What was he doing in here?

He slept here.

He did?

Does he know?

-About me? -No.

He just--

He just thinks I'm using the van

to fuck every boy in town.

God, he went nuts and grounded me for a month.

I'm getting you in too much trouble.

No, no, no.

They're just bloody sadists.

And now I can't go to Anton's movie night.

I'm gonna have to stay in my room

or have fucking dinner with my parents.

Perfect.

Are things bad between them?

I think so.

Maybe you got it right about running away.

You can't do that to them.

-But you did. -That's different.

Wh-Why? Why is it different?

-Maybe I should leave. -No.

I'm not helping you, Sophie.

Please. Don't you dare.

If you go,

I'm coming with you

'cause you're the best thing in my life.

You're the only thing in mine.

Anton wants to know whether we're coming round.

It's only around the fucking corner.

Fuck's sake.

Benoit.

Benoit?

Benoit.

Carl, can I ask you a question?

Did you hear Sawyer's sending me

back to Langley?

Did you find Heller or the girl?

I don't think so, but I'm not being told anything, so...

Carl, what exactly

did the SWAT team see at the airfield before we got there?

Jesus, Marissa, are-are you still...?

You said that the girl

-was walking away from Heller. -Yeah.

They were changing plan.

Could it have been something else?

Like, could they have had an argument and she was refusing

to go with him?

-Is that possible? -It's possible, yes.

But why would they be arguing?

Have a safe flight, Carl.

Hey, wait, what do you know about this thing called Utrax?

What did Sawyer tell you?

Don't get the door then, you little shit.

-What are you mad at me for? -Shut up.

I'm not the one who grounded you.

-Hi-ya. -Who's in the doghouse?

I am not in the mood.

Who was that girl you left the party with?

Um... I met her on holiday.

She's sleeping in the camper van.

Are you serious?

-She ran away from home. -Fuck.

-Mm. -What happened?

I-I don't actually know, to be honest.

She won't tell me,

but her parents seem fucked up.

All parents are fucked up.

No, not-not like hers.

I just don't know if I can help her.

If I know how. Ugh.

Guck mal.

Normal life, normal man.

They're so trusting at this age.

Docile.

How do we lose that?

So...

where were we?

How long have they been watching TV?

Oh, no.

You just came back.

Listen, when I return, we'll make a plan...

Please, don't finish that sentence.

How did you get this?

How did you get it?

Come on.

Answer me.

I can't tell you. You know that.

Yeah, sure.

You want me to take risks with your son's life?

-Is that what you want? -No.

I want to ask how your day was and get a straight answer.

I-I want to go out the door

and know that you'll be home when I return.

I want...

What?

I want a child with you.

I told you, I t...

told you from the beginning.

That's not possible for me.

I thought you'd change your mind.

Well, then you don't know me very well, do you?

Sanna?

-Hi. -Hanna.

It's Hanna.

Oh, s-sorry, Hanna.

We're just about to start the second film.

What can I get you?

-Do you like it? -No.

Can I get another beer?

Sure.

I don't get it.

-What's she doing? -Sit down.

Move.

Move!

What the fuck?

-Whoa. -What's going on?

-Oh, my God. -Hanna.

Hanna! Wait, stop!

Please, Hanna!

Hanna!

Hey.

What just happened?

Hanna! Please!

Come back!

More toast?

How long is this gonna go on for?

Oh, I'm actually enjoying this.

Haven't been able to hear myself think in this house for years.

Well, you haven't missed much.

You lied, Sophie, and you left Jay home alone.

-There needs to be consequences. -What, so you have

to ruin my last days of-of freedom? Is that what it is?

That's an extremely privileged use

of the word "freedom," sweetheart.

It is not the end of the world.

-Yes, it is! -Do not yell, Sophie.

You know what, you two should just get a fucking divorce.

Honestly, yeah, 'cause everyone

that I know whose parents have had a divorce...

Sophie...

...are a lot more joyful, you know,

'cause their parents stop being such miserable, sadistic cunts!

If you behaved for five seconds, we wouldn't fight all the time.

Tom, just go.

I'm late.

He didn't mean that.

Yeah, he did.

Sophie.

Don't touch me.

Please keep your belongings

with you at all times.

Any unattended baggage will be removed

and may be destroyed.

Welcome home.

We are getting out of here.

-Come on. -What?

Oh!

Come on.

Where are we going?

Don't really give a shit.

Anywhere. Where do you want to go?

I want to go to the forest.

All right, then.

-Forest it is. -Really?

Yeah, really. You know how to drive, don't you?

Not legally, but, you know, spiritually.

Shut the fuck up and put your seat belt on.

I'm gonna guide you out, okay?

Does... she know that you came last night?

Okay, people!

Let's go, let's go, let's go.

Bring it on back to me, baby.

Let's go, let's go, people.

We've got so much room.

Keep going. Keep going.

Yep, yep, yep. Keep going.

That's it, that's it, that's it.

Actually, can you meet me at Anton's

in, like, five minutes?

Okay? Did you hear me?

Uh-huh.

Got toothpaste?

-I have. Where are we going? -I'm going to the front of the car.

- No, no, I'm shot-- I said I call shotgun!

Looks like he's coming.

Okay, you're in the back.

And I'm in the front.

-God, I've missed you. -I've missed you, missed you so much.

- It's been a year. - Hi.

- I've got wrinkles. - Hi.

Last night wasn't your fault. Don't worry about it.

What-what happened last night?

It was nothing.

Nico was just being a dick. As per usual.

Oh. I didn't know that you went.

Last night.

Did...?

-Okay, shall we get going or...? -Yeah.

-Yep? Yeah, let's go. -Yep, yeah, sorry.

Come on.

-Safety first on these roads. -Safety first.

And okay. I know how to...

Why are we going so fast?

Sophie, Sophie, please! You need to stop shouting.

Oh, my God!

You're all fucking nuts.

Erik. Erik.

Hey.

Go, go, go!

Freeze!

I didn't like it at first, but...

Did you have fun last night?

It's all right.

I'm sorry I didn't tell you.

No, it's okay.

-It's okay. -I didn't stay very long.

- That's the dream. - Innit?

Did you talk to Anton?

At all?

No?

He was asking about you.

You're joking.

What did he say?

I told him you saved my life.

Here it is, this is "Shock Out"

-by Miss Red. Enjoy. -I fucking love this song.

I fucking love this song! Turn it up. Turn it up!

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

- Hanna, I still can't believe that you did this. She's a monster.

She's a monster. Who taught you how to do that?

Oh, yeah, it was a tasty rabbit.

Gross.

Dan...

- I'm sorry. - It went in his mouth.

Thank you very much.

Is this the right end?

Hold it in.

Of course.

Where did you grow up?

Why? Do you think I'm weird?

Oh, I think you're wonderful.

Wait... Oh, my God.

It's okay, it's okay.

I need some crisps. I really need crisps.

I'll, uh, come and help.

-Come on. -That one's itchy.

Race you.

-Sophie... -Oh, my God.

-Where are we going? -I don't know, back to the van.

Oh, I'm gonna get you...

Do you want to go with them?

Come on.

Oh!

Careful.

Oh...

I'm done.

I don't feel too well.

Are you gonna be sick?

No?

So... how long are you staying?

Um, I-- I don't...

Maybe not long.

Wait.

What is it?

-What? -Just a minute.

What are you doing?

You know.