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Hi.

- Hey, Klelia. - Where's Thanos?

He's here. I just saw him.

He never received my message.

I'll wait. It's fine.

You can wait in his office.

Let me see if he's there.

He's not answering. He's not there.

He must be in surgery. Go ahead. I'll tell him you're here.

Okay. Thanks.

How long has it been?

She means nothing to me.

That's not what I asked.

I can't remember. It's been on and off.

And you asked me to marry you.

I know.

How can you be so disgusting?

It's just how I react when I'm not doing well.

Maybe because of the way you treat me.

And you're an asshole too.

You don't have the balls to say you like it,

so you blame it on me.

Could you handle that being true?

Yes.

Fine. I like to fuck if and when I have the chance.

It has nothing to do with you or the way I feel.

It doesn't happen often, and I'm not proud of it.

Why aren't you proud of it?

It's what you want.

You're so insecure that you need to make other people feel like shit.

Klelia, please.

Don't ruin everything because of one mistake.

It's a weakness. I won't let it come between us again.

Okay. Listen.

I'm leaving now.

We'll forget everything that's happened between us.

We were never together.

I don't know you. You don't know me. I want nothing to do with you.

And if you happen to run into me,

don't even think about coming anywhere near me.

Is that clear?

You're a shitty person. I never had respect for you.

I'm only just realizing that now.

Let me tell you one last thing.

I don't really care. I was never in love with you.

I'm not missing out.

I'm glad I realized how pathetic you are.

Thanos.

- Get your hand off me right now. - You're not leaving.

Let go of me this instant.

We're done. Don't you dare grab me like that again.

You clown!

Fuck you, you fucking bitch!

Shut up.

- Shut up! - Stop!

Stop!

Please! Stop!

Thanos!

If you want, I can write up a report. Or file a complaint.

I want you to be sure.

Has he ever hit you before?

No.

Are you sure that he tried to rape you?

Yes.

Did you grab your things and leave?

Do you have a place to go to?

As hard as it may be, you have to press charges.

I have a daughter your age.

My position doesn't allow me to say what I'd do if I were your father.

THE PLAINTIFF KLELIA MILONAS

Is everything okay?

Yes.

Why are your bags here? Did you have a fight?

I left him.

For real?

I don't want to talk about it. I'll be fine.

I just want to be by myself.

ORESTIS

CAN YOU MEET ME...

SORRY. SOMETHING CAME UP. I CAN'T MAKE IT.

I'LL CALL YOU WHEN I CAN. DON'T WORRY. HUGS.

They are small, independent concertos.

Like one-act plays.

You're the only one who could maybe find some use for them.

Give me some time.

I don't have anything in mind, but I'll do my best.

Yeah. There's no rush, I just thought I'd bring them.

How are things here?

I keep asking the board.

All your students want you to come back.

I think that they'll call you back in the new year.

I hope so.

- Are you having fun with her? - Today, we visited every park in Athens.

Now we're on our way home to eat, poop,

play, listen to music, sleep.

- In the afternoon, we'll play, eat, sleep... - Are you enjoying it?

I adore her.

I won't take any more of your time. Let me know whenever you can.

Wait. I need to tell you something.

Sit down, please.

What is it?

I feel very bad about what happened.

And for not being able to protect you.

You couldn't. Don't worry.

But I did some digging, I kind of took it personally,

and I found out something

that I don't know if I should tell you.

In any case, I think

that you should know.

What is it?

Does the name Nakos ring a bell?

The chairman is on friendly terms with his family.

His secretary told me everything.

They called the chairman,

he got really angry and caused all this whole mess.

They sold you out.

To get rid of you.

Anyone you know?

Yes.

My wife.

You're kidding.

I'm really lost for words.

It's okay. Stop digging.

I'm so sorry.

I only had one fucking thing left.

Only one thing made me happy, and she took that away from me. The bitch.

And she said it wasn't her. That's how mean she is.

You can't just break up. You have a child.

- Mom, we broke up years ago. - How would I know?

- Would it be so bad to get a divorce? - Yes.

Leave him alone!

Hi, Orestis.

Hi, Dad.

Dad, move away from the phone.

How's my granddaughter?

I really wish you had met her.

Let me see her.

Look.

- Look! Who is it? - Hi, my love!

Why are you so angry, son?

He doesn't have a home to go back to.

- Will you stop? This call is not free. - Leave me alone.

Do you want some advice?

That's what happens when you try to find your mom in every woman you meet.

Do you like your wife? Do you respect her?

No.

- How's that possible? I adore your mother. - He's never believed in marriage.

Come to the village and relax. We want to see you.

Don't play the victim. It suited you well all these years.

And what about the piano, Orestis? Did you give it up in the end?

I'm not that good.

Son, do you remember me telling you 29 years ago that--

- It's been 30. - Thirty?

Wasn't it in '94? What's the year now?

2024.

I'd be 70 now!

Wow! That means you'll be turning 50 soon, son!

I'm telling you, it's a midlife crisis.

You still look the same to me, my love.

You even have all of your hair.

Do you remember what I said the last time we talked?

When we started using the euro.

That we had to make money and that you should be like everyone else.

To jump on the bandwagon.

I was wrong, son. I didn't know any better.

We aren't all the same, Orestis.

Don't feel so guilty.

I miss you so much, guys.

What did he say?

Did you get the stuffed tomatoes I sent you?

Whose child is that behind you?

Watch out!

Well done, baby.

Well done.

Well done!

Let's go put you to bed for a while and then we'll play, okay?

Time to get some sleep?

PETITION FOR DIVORCE BY MUTUAL CONSENT

SIGNATURES

ALEXANDRA NAKOS

ORESTIS EMMANUEL

So I'll be waiting for you in August for vacation.

It's a good idea, isn't it?

Yes, I'll be waiting for your answer. I'm ready.

There will be no problem with the bank. I assure you.

My lawyer will call you tonight, okay?

Bye-bye. Thanks.

- Hi, Christos. How are you? - Happy birthday, by the way.

This is from me.

Thank you very much.

How are things?

Unfortunately, today's numbers are low again.

Asia is down 30%.

We're 10% down for missing out on the biofuel action.

Overall, around 55-56%.

Just this week. I know it's not the best birthday present...

I couldn't care less.

Why?

I was just on the phone to a foreign investment firm.

If I liquidate my share, I'll start another company.

A different concept. Completely different.

This branch is going to hell, anyway. It's time to move on.

- How did you know it was my birthday? - What do you mean, "Time to move on"?

These French investors own one of the largest media groups.

Websites, shows, TV, and, of course, social media.

Where the victims are.

Guaranteed numbers. The masses bring huge profits.

- What do they sell? - What do you mean?

Hot air.

Quality of life, life coaching, self-awareness, balance.

You know.

All these things that if people had, maybe the world would be better.

But they don't have them, so they look for them.

The profits and revenue are insane.

What used to be alternative is now mainstream.

Nothing like shipping, brokering, oil, and all this toxicity.

So these numbers give me strength, they don't discourage me.

And why did you ask to see me?

Because I want to keep a couple of people from Sales.

You need Christos Papadopoulos from Sales.

I'm Christos from Accounting.

Oh, yeah. Right.

What do you mean?

Unfortunately, we have to end our collaboration.

HR will inform you, of course,

but it wouldn't be right to just send an email

to employees who have been with us for years.

I joined last year.

Oh...

This is a bit awkward, right?

Yes, it is.

But I really like your present.

Thanks a lot.

Could you please

ask Christos Papadopoulos from Sales to see me?

Welcome.

Hi.

I wasn't sure you'd come, so I ordered.

Two months' wages. As per my email.

- I thought you'd invited more people. - I didn't want to.

So it was by choice?

By choice, desperation... Call it what you want.

Does this seem crazy?

You make 1,200 a month?

Gross.

Mine's net. For this morning's fuckup.

We don't need to talk. Just eat.

They know me well here, and I needed to make it look like a business meeting.

Order something.

Can I ask questions?

Go ahead.

So this is your birthday dinner?

I was thinking about the 55-56% loss you mentioned this morning.

Numbers thrive. People don't.

Did you know that 56% of marriages end in divorce?

No.

- Are you married? - Yes.

Does she wait up because she has to?

She wants to.

Do you sleep in the same room?

- It's the only one we have. - You have a healthy limited partnership.

I guess you don't want to go home.

I do.

Who doesn't want a divorce?

Me. Although everything I've done would suggest otherwise.

Why?

Clich�s. I grew up with all the clich�s. I checked all the boxes.

- And? - Maybe I didn't really want any of this.

Do you have a child?

We really want one.

But since my boss cold-bloodedly fired me today,

and I'll probably go on welfare

and stay in the one-bedroom apartment,

having a kid seems unlikely.

What a bitch, right?

A real bitch.

Happy birthday, Mrs. Nakos

I can't believe this!

Happy birthday to you

Come on, Marios...

- Happy birthday, happy birthday - What is this?

Happy birthday to you

You didn't have to, Marios...

How embarrassing!

All right.

Unbelievable!

Pretend that you're paying. The PIN is 2023.

So that's it? It's over?

You didn't enjoy it?

I did.

- It was a pleasure. - Happy birthday.

Thank you.

Leave a large tip, okay?

ORESTIS

Hello?

EMERGENCY ROOM

Hi. My daughter has been brought in. She's had an accident...

My husband brought her.

Where is she?

She's inside.

She'll be fine.

She pushed the lamp onto the glass table and cut herself.

I only went inside for a second and...

- Where's the doctor? - He's coming.

Hi. Good morning. Can I talk to Mr. Emmanuel?

Hello, Mr. Emmanuel.

Demosthenes Kouvas. I'm calling from Corfu's Investigator's Office.

It's about the case regarding Charalambos Bantis's death.

I'm here on the island and I've begun the investigation.

If you prefer, I can have the office summon you officially.

Yes, here, in Paxos. Yes. Goodbye.

PETITION FOR DIVORCE BY MUTUAL CONSENT

Good morning.

Good morning.

Where will you say you slept?

I don't think anyone will ask.

Mind if I said I stayed here?

No.

Isn't it weird?

Does it feel weird to you?

No, just the opposite.

Familiar?

Yeah. That's it.

- It's the same for me. - As if...

As if it's been like this for a while.

Want to switch off our phones?

- Yeah. - Perfect.

What are you doing?

- What am I doing? - Yeah.

Getting busy!

Get out of here!

What's going on here?

COFFEEHOUSE BOURNAOS

How many are there? Six?

Seven. Each of them has its own style.

Like different stories.

- When did you write them? - While I wasn't working.

Can I take them and practice at home?

I still want to work on them. Eat something.

I have an old keyboard at home. Do you want me to bring it here?

Sure. Why not?

What is it?

So all this... is normal.

That's right.

- Hello. - Good morning.

- A black Turkish coffee, please. - Okay.

It won't take long. I just want to ask you some preliminary questions.

Have you settled in okay?

Yes. Will you be staying here long?

As long as I have to.

In any case, it's magical here.

Look how beautiful it is!

I guess you didn't want to leave either when you came for the festival.

That's true. I didn't.

Then why did you leave in a rush when the victim disappeared?

I like to cut to the chase.

Mr. Kouvas,

me leaving had nothing to do with the victim.

It was purely personal.

My wife was pregnant, our marriage was a mess.

- And I had a relationship here. - With the mayor's daughter.

People talk, Mr. Emmanuel. I'm sure you understand, right?

Yes, I don't mind.

That was the main reason I left.

Personal relationships usually end up affecting our actions in small places.

Not just in small places.

Have you met up with Klelia since you arrived?

- Yeah, sure. - What's your relationship with her family?

Her father and I don't get along, given the situation.

I haven't seen them yet.

Do you know the victim's son?

Spyros? Yes, of course. And his mother, Maria.

We were close. They are good people.

Yes, they are.

So during your stay on the island and your involvement with these families,

you didn't notice anything strange.

In relation to the victim.

Nothing at all.

How old is your baby?

Six months old.

I wish her all the best! Now I feel bad for making you come here.

Your parents? Any family? Apart from your child and wife.

No, my parents passed away years ago.

So the baby and your wife are your only family.

My child is. My wife and I are divorced.

So you got involved in all this by accident.

I didn't get involved in anything.

Mr. Emmanuel,

I want you to be certain that you're telling me the truth.

It was a serious crime.

Mr. Kouvas, I have no reason to lie to you.

And I came here at once.

Anyone who covers up a crime is considered to be an accomplice.

And they face equally severe charges, such as aiding and abetting.

Don't let them get you in trouble.

Who?

- You'll stay a little longer, right? - Yes, of course.

If you need anything, please let me know.

Goodbye.

- What are you doing? - Just looking for my old keyboard.

What for?

Are you hungry? I want to make something.

No, I'm leaving.

- Is the keyboard for Orestis? - Yes.

- Is that where you spent the night? - Is that a problem?

No.

I'm sorry for the way I behaved.

But it's normal given your age difference, his wife, his child, and all that.

- Thanos? - He'd make a good son-in-law, right?

He's a good kid.

That good kid cheated on me repeatedly.

I'm sorry.

When I tried to leave him, he slapped me and tried to rape me.

Great kid.

When was that?

Not long ago.

Does your mother know?

No.

And I only told you to make you feel bad.

You succeeded.

Klelia, don't go, please.

Tell your mother. Don't go through this alone.

He didn't rape me. I left.

We used to be close. How the fuck did I lose you?

I don't know who's more disappointed, you or your brother.

Each of us for our own reasons.

Your relationship with Orestis justifies his sudden departure.

And you covering for him.

With these irrelevant relationships, the cop will get frustrated and leave.

What is it?

I went to a police station and pressed charges before I left.

But he didn't rape you.

The policeman I talked to was a very good man. I was lucky.

He said I should press charges for him trying to rape me.

Even if we were in a relationship.

THE GUN

Hey, guys.

- Hello. - Hi.

What's this?

Sorry. I didn't mean to embarrass you.

But this place is amazing.

- Yes, we hang out here. - The two of you?

Yes. Is it not allowed?

No, not at all.

My friends and I also had similar out-of-the-way hangouts in Corfu.

We'll come back some other time. Sorry.

Don't leave on my account.

Besides, it's an opportunity to chat.

- About what? - We answered all your questions.

Do you have a smoke?

Do you want your father's murderer to be found?

- I don't really care. - Is life better without him?

When you don't get the shit beaten out of you, it is.

Guys, let's be clear.

I came here to do my job.

Spyros, you know that you're one of the main suspects.

- It was your father's gun. - So what?

It hasn't been found yet.

Because someone made it disappear.

If you help me find it,

all this will be over.

Unless you don't want it to be found.

But we have no idea where it is.

How can we help you?

How could we know where Charalambos's gun is?

All these pieces of glass from broken bottles...

aren't they from target practice?

Yes. So? A lot of people come here.

The forest is full of pellets.

Right.

- Do you need something else? - No.

Don't leave. It's your spot.

Sorry if I pressured you. I'm just doing my job.

MUNICIPALITY OF PAXOS COUNCIL HALL

I was just coming to see you.

- Hello, Mr. Kouvas. - Do you have a minute?

- I've got a meeting, but go ahead. - I need your help.

I'll need the local police and some workers for something.

- Sure. When? - As soon as possible.

What is it for?

He's figured it out.

He just came by my office.

What do you mean?

He asked for the police and workers to dig.

He's after the gun Charalambos was shot with.

Where?

At the ruins.

Where Spyros and Antonis meet up.

What?

If he's looking there, he must suspect the kids.

What did you say?

That I need a couple of days to organize it.

I called. He's not answering.

Where's the gun?

- I don't know. - Who does?

- Spyros, but he won't tell anyone. - Why?

- To blackmail me. He's afraid. - He'd tell his mom.

What the fuck do we do now?

The gun will have Antonis's fingerprints on it.

That brat may turn him in to save himself.

I have to call Maria.

Call your mother, not Maria. They trust your mother.

If the gun is there, Spyros has to make it disappear.

It's dangerous for you to do it.

Can you come home?

- Hello, Haris. - Welcome.

Come. They're out back.

We need to make a joint decision. Things have gotten out of hand.

Spyros, if you buried the gun there, he'll find it.

And then things will be much worse.

And even more so for Antonis.

He asked me for workers to dig at the ruins.

He figured it out.

I've told you before.

I don't trust you at all.

Antonis, I'm not talking about you. I mean the two of you.

I don't believe you.

We're not asking Spyros to tell us where the gun is.

If it's there, it has to go.

Maria, the gun will incriminate our children.

You too.

So you'll put the children at risk?

I don't care if he finds it. Maybe it's better if he does. Get it over with.

I can't take it from there.

I'll be seen.

Enough beating around the bush.

This is ridiculous.

Spyros, you trust your mother.

And Antonis too.

I'll help Maria.

Let's get this charade over with.

No one will suspect me.

Whatever you need to do, do it soon.

The festival is a good front to make him think everything is normal.

But first, make the gun disappear!

No, Maria. These are not for you.

We're done here. You better leave now.

See you later, Maria.

This is the last time such a conversation takes place at my house.

Your actions are really starting to get on my nerves.

I'm just doing my job. Come in.

I don't want to come inside.

So that's your job?

Bullying people? Are you that kind of cop?

Haris, please.

Since we both know perfectly well

that you're here because you have nothing better to do,

please stop making the lives of those I care about impossible.

- That's not possible. - Then I'll stand in your way.

Makes sense.

My grandchildren come first.

- And they haven't done anything wrong. - I hope so. But they are suspects.

What's this?

Cookies.

I may be mad, but I'm not a bitch.

What's that smell? Bergamot?

Something like that.

Do your job without terrorizing people.

Eat them.

THE FESTIVAL

Come on, ladies. Come inside.

Are we all here?

Okay.

We only have two days to get this place spotless.

We'll start with the windows. A thorough cleaning.

We'll mop the floor to make it shine.

And careful with the furniture. Especially the piano. It's very fragile.

If you get this done,

you'll get the best spots at the festival.

Ready? Let's go!

Good riddance.

Don't be scared.

It's over now.

I'm doing this for Antonis.

Quiet, please. Quiet.

First of all, thank you very much for being here today.

We have some foreign visitors here too.

We called you here today

to inform you that the festival will recommence today.

I took this initiative and asked the municipality to support it.

Along with Maria, we'll organize the festival,

and this time, it won't be just for us,

but for the foreign residents of the island too.

We'll set up a schedule

and prepare accordingly.

We'll have the island's orchestras,

the choirs, they'll join us from Corfu again,

and we'll try to include

all kinds of music and all ages.

At this point, I'd like to mention

that Orestis is also here,

the maestro who put this together.

We asked him to stay here with us, and he will...

for as long as he can.

- I can't translate this. - Don't worry.

A bit more enthusiasm, please!

So.

Maria and I will be here every day.

We'd like your suggestions,

so we can start putting together the schedule

and start rehearsing.

Thank you very much.

We've turned the plot upside down. There's nothing here.

Those fuckers.

They're all playing me for a fool.

Thank you.

Mr. Milonas?

Mr. Milonas?

- Sorry, I didn't hear you. - I'm sorry.

The doors were open, and it was empty.

Yeah...

I stay here alone at night. It's quieter.

- Are you all right? - Not really.

- Are you having an ice cream? - That damn Litsa will be the end of me.

I wanted to thank you

for contributing to my efforts to find the gun in the forest.

Apparently, I was wrong.

But that's how it goes.

What are you going to do now?

I'll keep going. What else can I do?

I'm certain that somebody killed Charalambos here

and then threw him in the sea.

And it's not easy for one person to do all that alone.

Is it not possible that he was killed out at sea?

Out at sea?

Do you know who kills there, Mr. Milonas?

- No. - The Mafia. Particularly the Italians.

That's how they settle their scores.

Was your partner in bed with Italian mobsters?

I wouldn't be surprised if he was.

But as I've said, he wasn't my partner.

You insist on chasing shadows.

A professional obsession of mine.

- In Corfu, which department were you in? - Crime Division. Why?

How come I don't know you?

I've got strong ties to Corfu on account of my company there.

I mainly dealt with drug enforcement and smuggling.

Nothing to do with your business.

Following the new evaluations, the old guard is out.

The young ones are less corrupt.

I'll be retiring too, but they begged me to take one last case.

I see.

You...

If you had to bet on someone, would it be his wife or his son?

His son.

But it doesn't matter. I can't prove it, and I don't want to accept it.

I think I agree with you.

Good night, Mr. Milonas.

Good morning. Can I please talk to Mrs. Nakos?

Hello, Mrs. Nakos.

My name is Demosthenes Kouvas.

I'm calling from Corfu's Investigator's Office.

It's about the case regarding Mr. Bantis's death.

I'm here on the island, and I've begun the investigation.

I assume your husband has informed you.

Yes, I understand. I'll try to take care of it.

It won't be easy, but I'll let you know.

Yes. Of course. Thank you.

THE FESTIVAL

MAESTRO IN BLUE

Subtitle translation by: John Michalis