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You never get scared, Claude?
Oh, I wake up scared every day.
I never used to.
What happened?
I had Jess. My baby girl.
Okay, we better get going.
You think we'll make it?
Thank you.
Get on that plane, then you can thank me.
Will you be okay?
If your story makes it to the front page,
they'll have much bigger problems than me.
Goodbye.
Thank you, sir.
Welcome onboard.
Where the fuck is Josh?
Go! Find him! Try at the back.
Have you seen Josh somewhere?
Joshua, what the fuck are you doing?
Two minutes. Stall for me.
Tommy's gonna kill you. Come on.
Give me a second.
- Hello? - Hi.
Hey, are you finishing late tonight as usual?
I quit.
What, after ten weeks of training?
Social media's a cesspool,
and there is nothing me or anyone can do about it.
- Well, must hurt to admit that. - That's how you know it's true.
What's dodgy about the plane crash?
Look, I wanna tell you in person.
When are you gonna be back from Berlin?
I'm actually flying in this afternoon.
Look, I think we should all get together.
I don't think the plane crash was an accident.
Oh, um, by the way, I've got a surprise for you.
- You know I hate surprises. - Josh?
- Alright. Let's do this. - Alright, look, I got to go.
♪ So long
♪ Brother what have you done to me? ♪
♪ It isn't the same as it was before ♪
♪ It's a history ♪
♪ Hold on
♪ Brother to what you really need ♪
♪ If you wanna...
♪ It's over and I'm done with you ♪
♪ 'Cause nothing can stop you from the rough in the way ♪
♪ Don't you come back
Hey.
♪ To me
♪ Don't you run away
Mm.
Look at you, you're so excited.
Well, aren't you? You're about to meet Aaron.
Yes, I am. Of course, I am.
♪ Brother that I am all you need ♪
♪ And how do you think I feel when you ♪
♪ Decide to leave ♪♪♪
- Oh, hi, welcome. Hi, Aaron. - Hi.
- Delia. - Yeah. Please, come in.
- Hello. - Hey.
- Nice to see you. - You too.
- Got you a tiramisu, by the way. - Oh, that's so nice.
Oh, you could have at least cleaned up for us.
Yeah.
Did you decorate this place?
No, no, it's, it's not mine.
Oh, yeah, what did you do with the owner?
Oh, he's tied up in the basement.
You're funnier in real life.
- It's my dad's city apartment. - Ah.
Brother.
Meet the surprise.
Delia's my girlfriend.
- Ta-da. - Nice.
May I?
- Etienne! Hey! - Hey!
- Hi. - Aaron.
- Beautiful. - Yeah.
A Robert Bertel violin?
Yeah, yeah. It was a graduation gift.
Okay. Bertel! Bertel!
- It's my dad. - Because I like him a lot.
Yeah, you do? He has a lot of fans.
- Josh! - Hi!
- Oh. - What did I miss?
- Hi. - Not much. Not much.
Just the, just the best people and the smartest people I know,
and the one that I love most, are all in the same room.
And I'm having a beer. Who wants one?
- Great. - Give me your...
Oh, thank you. Etienne. Mon ami.
I could only find a few images online.
This is the best I-I could do.
The thing is, every picture
is from the Congolese government. Every single one.
Look, they are all taken from very far away.
So there is no details, nothing...
Someone must've got it on their phone somewhere.
Yeah, but I-I looked everywhere, and...
My only theory is because the plane
crashed in the middle of nowhere.
Sorry, can I, can I ask what this is?
Yeah, Coltan mines.
It's a mineral used in batteries and microprocessors.
And right now, it's one of the most valuable minerals on Earth.
The workers usually live close to those mines, no?
I mean, if a plane crashes,
someone's going to take a picture of that.
Or at least, what remains of it.
Unless they're too afraid to do it.
Okay. Even if Steve Lush was killed. And that is a big "if".
There's got to be a better way to do it than
bringing down an entire passenger plane.
That's gonna bring international attention.
Yeah, there's lots of better ways.
But it wouldn't be the first time someone's done it.
Flight MH17, from Amsterdam to Kuala Lumpur.
Allegedly shot down by a Russian made Buk missile in 2014.
Two hundred ninety eight dead.
Siberia Air Flight 18-12, shot down over the Black Sea in 2001.
It was flying from Tel Aviv to Novosibirsk.
All 78 passengers died.
Korean Air Flight 0-0-7, from New York to Seoul,
through Anchorage, Alaska, in 1983.
If drifted into Soviet airspace, so the Soviets shot it down.
Two hundred and sixty nine dead, including a US representative.
Wow. I had no idea you were an air crash fetishist.
Josh, not a single one of those
were because of a passenger on board.
Yeah, but if the plane was shot down, if...
they must have used a fragmentation missile
that exploded about 20 metres before the plane,
and not into the plane.
So the shrapnel takes down the plane,
but there's no combustion.
- So no trail in the sky. - Yeah.
Holy shit, the world gets more fucked up every day.
Guys, this isn't an accident. It is a cover up.
The British government asked the DCR for their black box.
And I just found the committee handling it.
They might have the information we need.
Great. Well, they'll release their findings publicly.
I think we should wait till then. Um, let's not...
jump to any conclusions.
We're not conspiracy theorists.
Okay. We'll see what they say.
Josh, we're gonna get a group photo.
Okay. Coming.
Let's go.
Everybody gather round.
Table by the window.
Maya.
- Hello there. - Hey.
You're looking more and more like your father.
Steve Lush.
Your journalist.
Was it an accident?
Josh, why are you asking me about this?
- Professional curiosity. - Oh, no, no.
Don't even think about it.
I never dared think a government...
I have been following The Kollective
since you founded it a year ago.
I am a huge fan. Really. It's great work.
And so I know that you have not handled any cases like this one.
Yeah, not yet maybe.
But, Maya, you know why this is so important to me.
Josh.
You were nine years old when your father died.
There was nothing you could have done about that.
Maya.
Please.
Look, I have one anonymous source...
She doesn't wanna talk to me.
I mean, she doesn't wanna talk to anyone
in the conventional press in general.
But...
perhaps she would be willing to talk to you.
Because you are the symbol of a new kind of journalism.
Hello.
It's cold.
You can smoke upstairs if you want.
It's a lie.
You're not the kind of person who'd be okay
with me smoking inside.
Of course I am.
You don't smoke, you don't like bad smells,
you're extremely tidy, and...
I'm guessing you have a little asthma.
- Three out of four. - Ah...
- Very close. Yeah. - Thank you.
Where were you from again, originally?
- Brighton. Born and bred. - Brighton. Yeah.
And then I went to New York for uni.
And now London?
With your best friend.
You're different in person.
Oh, yeah?
- Yeah. - How?
Well, on Zoom, you didn't seem like such a neat freak.
And you seemed outgoing and confident.
I don't see that in person.
My Zoom background was always very clean.
And, and you seemed to enjoy my bad jokes, so...
But you're...
you're different too.
Oh, yeah?
A bit like... like a tsunami.
In a good way or in a bad way?
I don't know yet.
- Hey! - Hey!
Oh, knew you two would hit it off.
Yeah. No, she's uh, she's great.
- Even more in real life. Really. - Oh.
She adores me.
She wouldn't trade me for anyone in the world.
Oh, I definitely would. I just...
I don't think Aaron wants a smoker.
Oh, you are a little shit.
You're an idiot.
Mm.
Do you know why she reached out?
No, not really.
So, here are the new stars of independent journalism.
Hm.
The point of the Kollective isn't to make us pop stars.
Oh, no, of course not.
But the work you guys are doing
it's vital for a thriving civil society.
To this point, I have something I think
may be of interest to you.
So, this is Steve Lush.
He was a colleague of mine and also a dear friend.
He was in the Congo investigating
the conditions of the mines.
Rina Air 5N-RAM, yeah?
- Yeah. - Yeah. We know.
And I know for a fact that he was convinced
that he was being followed.
Whatever it was he found,
he could not tell me about on the phone or via email.
He said he would show me when he got back to London.
And I think that's why he was killed.
I wanted to ask you guys if you would help me
to find out what really happened.
Paid, of course.
And you would work the way you always work,
but with access to all of our resources
and whatever support we could offer.
I'm sorry to hear about your friend.
But money doesn't make the work more real,
and I'm not sure that we're interested in
becoming part of a big news organisation.
And, frankly, I don't...
I'm sorry, but I don't believe you
when you say that you won't change how we work.
Okay. Heard.
Lucas, what do you think?
Uh...
Staying independent was our first principle.
Of course you'll stay independent.
I have no interest in changing you guys.
I mean, I worked with Anna Politkovskaya
back when you guys were in your nappies.
Well, maybe you had already started school.
- No, of course. - Moi?
But, with all due respect, you run a newspaper
that was recently purchased by a multinational corporation.
So we didn't have to close down like all the other newspapers.
Now we reach millions of people all across the world.
Truly, I'm no different to you guys.
I have been fighting for truth every day of my life.
So, the point is, I have a source,
who I think may be willing to talk to you guys
because of your independence.
Is this source anonymous?
Yes.
She's very exposed at the moment
because of her known association with Steve Lush,
so she is worried about a backlash.
Well, we don't speak to anonymous sources.
If we talk to anonymous sources that we can't quote,
we become just like any other news organisation
that people dismiss as biased.
The reason people trust us
is that the work that we do behind our screens,
anyone can do at home.
Okay. Um, Aaron, what do you think?
I think we shouldn't rush anything.
But thank you very much for your offer, Maya.
- Really appreciate that. - Yeah.
I'm sorry. Bye.
Okay, um, it was a pleasure to meet you.
Well, good luck. Keep up the good work. Yeah?
Yeah, thank you. Goodbye.
We need to talk.
I'm gonna stay behind for a second.
Thanks for coming.
Thank you.
So, I think that would've been
a lot easier if you had told them about me.
They wouldn't have understood.
But now it's gonna be so difficult to turn them around.
Maya.
I need to contact your source.
Oh, no. No, no, no, no. No, you-you can't, um...
- Let's go get coffee. - Maya.
- Let's talk about it. - I don't think you understand.
This isn't only about Steve Lush.
It's also for me.
Please.
Can I have the contact?
Okay.
Is this a kind of self-portrait?
No, it's a portrait of my grandfather.
- Oh... - He, he died during the war.
Maybe-maybe you met him. Where were you stationed?
Do you both already know her?
Yeah.
Why?
We are fighting fake news.
Why are we lying to one another?
I didn't lie.
I just had no idea he hadn't told you.
Josh's dad was a journalist who worked with Maya.
And after he died, she became kind of close to the family,
and that's how I happen to know her too, but I...
didn't lie.
He hasn't told me any of this.
You-you know, I spent almost 12 years with my wife,
and there are still things I don't know about her.
And I never will. Never.
I've spent almost 27 years with me,
still plenty of stuff I don't know about myself.
- Oh, hey. - Hey. Hey, Josh.
I know I owe you an explanation.
September 14th, 2002. Moscow to Perm. NA flight 821.
Eighty-eight dead, including my father and a Russian general
who was a close advisor to the president.
I was nine.
The official cause was the captain's alcohol abuse.
But there were too many anomalies.
And you don't believe it was an accident?
- Just like Rina Air 5N-RAM? - I know it wasn't.
What if Steve Lush was silenced, just like my father?
Maya gave me a contact in Kinshasa, a woman who helped...
- What if... - Why... why haven't you...
told me any of this?
I get it now. I understand why you're so invested
in Steve's case, but we can't do it.
We don't talk to private sources.
And if we did, it would undermine our credibility
as the Kollective.
And it won't bring justice to your father.
It was 20 years ago. It's not his case.
My father died struggling for the truth.
Every case like this is his case.
Josh, I totally understand your reasoning. Really.
But I think Delia's right, too.
And the risk of losing the credibility we,
we have gained over the last year is, is real.
We have to take that seriously.
Josh, I-I think she's right. Yeah.
Yeah.
Wow.
Hello?
Show me your face.
Hi.
You look better in pictures.
Well, it's, uh, it's been a long day.
What do you want?
Well, first off, it's nice to meet you.
Maya Jensen said you might be able to help me.
I want to know what happened to Rina Air flight 5N-RAM.
Okay, I can send you something from another number.
But delete everything after you see it. Okay?
Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Of course. Absolutely.
♪ One in a million you're the one ♪
♪ In the city of Lodges du Bois... ♪
Have you ever heard of a plane breaking in half
because of a technical problem?
And nobody is investigating this?
- Have you sent this to anyone? - No.
You think I don't care about the truth?
No, No, no. I-I didn't, I didn't say that.
So if the law says that all information must go through
the Congolese authorities to the British commission...
but guess what happens next?
The Congolese authorities never passed along the video.
Bingo!
Listen, Mr. Joshua Moore.
Just stay home.
So forget about the plane and the mines.
This country's doomed. It will never change.
Yeah, but...
- Hey. - Hey.
My head's been s-spinning all afternoon, about...
about your father and...
Where're you going?
On a trip.
A trip where?
Look...
I don't want to be stuck in the back of some restaurant
trying to secretly connect dots online forever.
I want to be a reporter.
Like my dad, and I know you think that means
that I'm going to be, you know, I'll lose my freedom,
or be the enemy, or whatever, but I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, it's something I have to do.
Have you gone completely insane?
A reporter has just died in Kinshasa.
- Don't worry, don't worry! - Look, look, I understand.
I get it.
This hits a nerve. Of course it does.
But are you sure that your father would want you to
throw away your life and all of our hard work
to chase this unsourced hunch halfway across the world?
I don't know what he would want, but I have a feeling
that he'd be proud of me.
It's too personal. You're clouded by emotion.
- Stop it! - It's too personal!
Yes. You know what?
Maybe you're right.
Maybe everything you're saying is right.
But I'm going to do it anyway.
Ex-excuse me? Excuse me.
Do you know where La Terrasse is?
- Pardon? - La Terrasse.
Oh. Thank you. I appreciate it.
Thank you.
You didn't follow my advice?
My mother has the same complaint.
Where did you get that video?
You know, with my work, I meet a lot of people.
Janine.
And some are like me.
Unhappy with the way things are going in this country.
People who, like me, are more...
angry than afraid.
- Thanks. - -
No worries, it's not the fish that will have you killed here.
Do you have any other information?
That's a thousand dollars.
I thought you were doing this because you cared
about the truth?
The truth always has a price.
Can we do five hundred?
This was shot on May 11th.
Just one hour after the plane got shot down.
- Wah, wah, wah! - Missiles.
And the location is close to the site of the plane crash.
Yeah, but this isn't enough to prove
that they will hit the plane.
- We need more evidence. - I'm sure you do.
And I'm sure you'll find these.
- Wait, where are you going? - Enjoy the fish.
Hi, mum. Mum. Mum, mum, mum. I can't really talk right now.
- Where are you? - Uh, I'm, I'm at work.
I've just got off a call with Maya.
I'm quite cross with her, to be honest with you.
Mum, I'm fine, alright? Just, don't worry.
Steve was an experienced journalist.
- And you're just... - Yeah, I know.
I'm a dishwasher in an Italian restaurant,
owned by some Albanian blokes, I know.
What is that noise?
Alright, mum. Mum, mum, I got to go. Alright?
I'll, uh, I'll call you when I'm back.
- Be careful. Alright? - Alright, I love you.
- I love you. - Bye.
Hm?
Mm-hm.
Wah, wah, wah!
So that missile truck on the day of the crash
was only ten kilometres away from the crash site.
Strange coincidence.
Strange indeed. Here. Look at this.
Let's get a look at the driver.
Thanks.
Yeah. Ah, let me know how it's going and take care.
Yeah, of course.
- Josh? - Yeah?
I'm sorry for not having your back at the meeting.
It's fine. You're making up for it now.
Yeah. Well... And, just call Delia, okay? Like...
Look, I know shit about love, and I know we technically only
met once, but I do kinda know that you're both
too stubborn to call first, so just do it.
I liked it better when we didn't know anything about each other.
- Alright. Text you later. - Yeah. Take care.
I'm sorry. I'm okay. I'm okay.
No, I'm good, I'm good.
Do you know where Claude is?
- Claude? - How did you find me?
There's only one taxi cooperative in Kinshasa
with a female president named Claude.
The stairs are there.
Hi.
What do you want?
I want to finish what Steve Lush started.
I want to know what happens in the coltan mines.
Please.
Are you going to help me or not?
Because I'm doing this either way.
You have a lot of Lusamba posters for someone
who thinks their country can't ever change.
Okay, I got one more video. But you can't keep it.
Why not?
'Cause it's the one who killed Steve Lush.
Take a seat.
Eighty percent of all the coltan mines on Earth are here.
In the DRC.
So all that money should be ours, but it's not.
And then, you have foreign countries fighting
to secure our most raw materials.
Foreign powers filling up the pockets
of a corrupt government who sells our country.
Same as it has always been.
These are Lusamba supporters who worked at the mines.
Are you sure you want to open up that door?
- Hi. - Hi.
You're the person who filmed the executions in the mine?
It's okay. It's okay. I'm not going to say anything.
Cedric. You've been very brave.
Why don't they want you campaigning for Lusamba?
Who were these people?
The white men that did this to you?
Please. Please tell me.
Is this one of them?
- Mm. - What is his name?
Ivanov.
- Yes? - Wow, look at you.
- You're going on a date? - Yeah. I met someone online.
- And I have to be there in 25. - Is it important?
Is my sex life important? Well, that is a very good question.
I need you to find someone. If you do it now,
I promise, you'll find your soulmate.
Fuck you!
I'm not looking for a soulmate, I'm just looking for sex,
and, I don't know, maybe some adventure.
Okay, well, you're lying, and you know it.
Look. The bloke in the truck.
The one with the baseball cap.
Steve Lush tied him to a video executing miners.
His name is Ivanov.
Can you find him?
You have no idea how long it took me
to find this fucking boot.
Thank you.
- Hey. - Hey.
I'm sorry.
I miss you.
Me too. I'm fucking tired.
Turns out, I can't sleep without you.
Are you coming back soon?
Yeah. Yeah, I, uh...
I think so.
Look, I do get it now.
Just do what you gotta do and come back, okay?
Yeah. I will.
Promise?
Well, actually, I was thinking about moving here.
It's got the perfect blend of sunshine and corruption.
What more could you want?
Alright, well...
- I love you. - I love you, too.
Bye.
Fuck.
Hey, Josh.
So this is your Boris Ivanov with Jacques Le Maire.
He's a director of Le Doute magazine.
Ivanov is credited as a journalist, allegedly, but...
this is the man from the convoy.
It's a-it's a 100 percent match.
Why would a journalist be driving
a truck full of missiles?
Do you think Le Doute is fake?
A fake publication? Like some elaborate cover story?
Yes.
And that leads me to say that I...
I think it's time for you to come back.
- Not yet. - Mmm.
Good luck, man. Stay safe.
Yeah.
Hello?
I have one last gift for you.
Open the link. It was recorded the night before Steve left.
- When did you get this? How? - Just now.
From someone who loves this country.
The day before the plane crash.
Wait, wait. There were four missiles on the truck.
But the video of the truck after the crash only had three.
You understand what that means? The last nail in the coffin.
But this is...
The most important thing we have.
Here's your story.
Claude, what was that?
Go to the airport now. Get out now!
How do I get out of the place? How do I get out?
Tell me where's the exit is?
I need to get out of here. The exit. Where is it?
Hey!
The exit?
Sorry.
Sorry.
Come on.
What the fuck is going on?
Hey! Hey!
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