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Thank you.

He's going to death.

Are you lost?

Let me in! Let me in!

Come down, come down! What the fuck is going on?

They're dead!

Give me a gun! Give me a gun!

Relax. We don't have enough.

It's one guy. He's killing everyone.

English

perhaps?

Whatever language you speak, perhaps you understand this, sometimes loyalties

change. Whatever they are paying you, it's not as much as that.

I suggest you take it. You understand?

Done. Any problems?

The endless number of Bulgarian men with guns were a bit of a pain in the arse.

I can only apologise for being the cause of any pain to such a sensational arse.

Damien, you know what I do for a living and yet every time we speak you never

say it. It's a compliment.

Your Honour.

Let me call you back, Damien.

Fuckin' unicorn.

Which one of you fuckers did that?

It was you, wasn't it?

With the mole?

No.

It was you.

I'm not kidding.

Because I've got a pair of eyes, fuckface.

And when I asked who did it, he looked straight at you. So either he fancies

you, or he was looking at you because you were the prick that kicked that into

the back of my head.

Pass me that ball.

Excuse me, sorry.

made it.

You Edward Green?

Uh -huh.

You're just in time. We're about to close the doors.

Passport and boarding pass?

Sir?

Yeah, yeah, I'm, uh, I'm thinking. I just, now I'm here.

Sir, the gate's closing.

Right.

Yes, yeah, I know. I, uh... Oh, come on, Edward.

I know.

This probably seems a little bit mental to you. Silly, isn't it? I'm aware that

this is silly. I'm going to close the gate now.

Oh, fuck it. Here you go.

Possible approach fired, has it?

I'm running late.

You can see the queue, yes?

Yes, yes. I also see you hilariously pretending that your ears are too large

pork chops while I have somewhere else to be.

Andrea.

Might be worth you opening your mouth.

Are you putting a special order for that steak? The wagyu one?

I remember.

I have it.

You are such a ray of sunshine, Deletisa.

Don't call me that, Luca.

See you at the wedding tomorrow.

Or not.

Hi. You look... pale.

Oh, the boat ride was rough. Can I just, um...

I feel a bit queasy. I need to sit down.

Deep breaths.

You'll be fine.

Oh, floating fucking white goods are here.

Someone should tell them Mykonos is that way.

Always so quick to judge.

When did you become defender of the 0 .1 %?

All

right,

no need for that.

You're not ten.

Same room as last time?

Yeah, up the stairs, same room.

All right, I'll just... Hey, did you ever try that wagyu beef?

What? You'd mentioned it last time you were here. You said you'd read about it.

Yeah, that was four years ago. Went vegan.

Oh.

Go ahead.

Hello.

Hey, sweet cheeks.

It's been a while.

Damien.

How the hell did you get this number?

Does it matter?

Listen, I've got a job for you.

Well, after ten fucking years, you don't just... Whatever it is, I'm not

interested, all right? Well, you haven't heard it yet.

I'm retired.

Julie. My, uh... My son and I didn't have a good time, OK?

The target's right on your doorstep. And they're a dangerous target. And if I

had any... With the greatest respect, why don't you shove it all up your

arsehole, Damien?

Who was on the phone?

Uh... My boyfriend.

Oh.

Did you just tell him to shove it all the way up his arsehole?

Yeah, it's complicated. Whatever you do in your own terms, up to you.

I didn't know you had a boyfriend.

So you definitely don't eat meat?

Vegans don't tend to. Just make smart -ass quips. If the lack of mammal flesh

turns us into total bitches.

I'm just going to pop to the shop. Fine, you really don't need to. It's fine. Be

right back.

Excuse me, where's my phone?

I don't understand Arabic.

Are you the Dutchman, yes?

Yes.

Who are you? Follow me.

Okay, why?

Do you have any of those shoes?

Shoes? The wooden pointy ones.

Funny looking.

What, clocks you mean?

Yes, clocks.

Do people really wear clocks?

Some parts of Holland they still wear them actually.

Rural parts, farmers, gardeners.

Why? I think they like them. They're waterproof and sturdy.

Where are we going? What's in there?

Hello.

I am...

Yes, we had a night

out, me and the boys. It was a mistake.

No. Touch me.

It's all good.

I will look after you. And in return, you will look after me.

No.

Please.

I...

I heard you are a computer guy.

Yes.

I need you to get inside.

You want to survive here?

Show me what you can do.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Why?

Nothing, no, you just seem distracted.

No, no, no, I'm fine.

We should probably go to this wedding tomorrow on the island.

The whole village is going.

Something to do.

Okay. What?

Nothing.

Nothing. No, it's just I'm not here for long, so... So?

So, Mum, it feels like you'd rather go to a stranger's wedding than talk to

own son?

Don't be ridiculous.

Well, I'm here now. Do you want to talk to me?

Okay.

There is something I'd like to ask you, actually.

Okay, what?

The name Anvil Assets ring a bell?

Should it?

You and Dad met at a pub called The Anchor on Goldhawk Road. That's what you

said last time I asked. The Anchor, Goldhawk Road.

Yeah, okay.

I'm a journalist, Mum. If you're going to lie to me, at least try and do a half

-decent fucking job of it. The anchor didn't open on Goldhall Road until years

after I was born. Well, God forbid you should forget anything when you get

older. Stop it. Stop it. Please, just stop lying. You lie.

You've lied to me about my dad my whole life. I just keep fucking letting it

slide. It's easier.

And then I got this letter the day of my 30th birthday, making me a trustee in

Anvil Assets.

There's a lot of money in the trust, no name, no indication of who left me a

significant amount of cash out of the blue the day I turned 30.

And you think it's your dad?

No, I think it's the fucking Easter Bunny.

Let it go.

Why can you not just tell me the truth?

I don't know what Anvil Assets is. I don't know if he left you that money.

All I know is that your father was not a good person.

Okay?

So just leave it at that.

You're still lying.

Why would you say that?

Because I know you. You're always lying.

You should get that.

Didn't I tell you to shove it up your arsehole?

You're desperate and I'm in the right place at the right time.

Okay, yeah, I'm desperate.

The window will be closed before another operative can get there.

I'll double your fee.

I don't need money.

So give it to your son.

Aren't you forgetting what happened last time? I am retired, Damien.

I have to go.

It's my boyfriend.

Oh. I have some issues.

Sure.

I can't wait to meet him.

Not yet.

I'm just sitting here.

On my arse.

Excuse me?

Monaco. How many times did I stab that casino owner?

Six.

Or five. Or seven.

How should I remember?

You'd remember because I didn't stab him.

I crushed his skull in with the paperweight of the client so

requested.

And every time I've ever spoken to you, ever since I've known you, you've always

managed to find a way to comment on my arse.

But now, when I give you an opening, no pun intended, you don't take it.

The world's changed.

Yeah, but you haven't changed.

You'd never change.

Or Damien wouldn't, at least.

Who is this?

Does it matter?

I could be anybody.

Isn't that the strangest thing?

Hold on, Sean.

When was the last time you heard from him?

And you're sure that was him? Because if someone's going around pretending to be

Damien, I'm far from the only person who... No.

No, no, I know.

Yeah, well...

If you hear from him, just let me know.

They're asking if you want lunch.

I don't know if I'm that hungry.

Are you?

I'm always hungry.

Even when I'm not.

And that is why they pay you the big bucks.

Sometimes I wish I'd taken your approach, Kayla.

Nobody expects your department to make any money.

Yeah, it would be pretty bad charitable giving if we made a profit.

You know what I mean.

That's not in your case, telling you to step up, make the big deal. Don't bother

me, I'm Aaron Cross. Except now I'm going to step in and undo every major

decision you've made in the last six months. But I mean, that is why you get

yacht. That is why I get the yacht.

I'm sure another six hours with your expensive executive coach will make all

this better. It actually will.

You're super insightful.

Anyway, sorry for banging on.

Hey, Ezra.

What's John 10?

Where'd you hear that word?

Well, I'm pretty sure I asked you first.

Some things... Some things we're not supposed to know.

which means it's time to make a wish.

Shouldn't we light the candles?

I don't have any matches, so we'll just pretend.

All right, now blow them out.

Yay!

Mum?

Ow! Ow! Oh, God, I'm sorry. Sorry.

Oh, shit. Jesus.

I'm a bit on edge.

You're telling me.

Trouble with Damien?

What?

Your boyfriend last night?

No, no, it's fine.

OK, I want to have a nice day today, OK?

I picked up a suit from town.

I'm going to get changed. You should probably do the same.

Yeah, yeah.

The wedding, right?

Mum! Right.

We're going to be late.

What are you

doing?

I want him to know.

You are one of us now. Think of this like Hotel California.

Check out, but never leave.

How do you understand?

Cut his throat like a chicken.

Excuse me. Do you speak English?

I have information.

I think something dreadful is going to happen.

Speak. I'm in a cell with a lunatic.

And I want to be moved to a different prison.

Somewhere I'll be safe.

Okay.

Okay? You tell the truth.

Be a friend to this person.

Okay. We treat our friends well.

Yes.

There's a man called Chi -Chi.

He's going to be killed.

What are you looking for?

Something I dropped last night.

So, how do I look?

Jesus, where the hell did you get that?

In your shops down the hill.

God, you look like you're on your way to the sixth form dance. It was the only

size they had.

Oh.

How much whiskey did you get through?

Okay, please, come on. We need to go. We're going to be late.

All right.

No, we're walking. You're almost certainly still over the limit. All

sure anybody wants to see what would happen if you tried to climb on wearing

those trousers anyway.

Go on.

Better out than in. Excuse me?

Just say whatever it is that seems to have crawled up your life. It's crawled

my heart.

I know you. I sometimes wonder.

Okay. You know me. Fine.

I'm sorry I went out last night. It's not that. No, I'm sorry. I haven't seen

you in four years.

Sorry, four years. Actually, I'm... The questions, the questions about my dad

and about assets, and I know you hate me asking, it's just... I

wasn't going to tell you till you met.

Fuck it, so I'm getting married.

Congratulations. Oh, thank you.

What's his name?

It's a woman, ma 'am. Oh, I thought you were bisexual or fluid. No, no.

I tried something once at university, which I never got to tell you about,

but... Engaged.

I didn't even know you were seeing someone.

There's a lot you don't know.

We met nine months ago, since you asked.

Quick.

When it's right.

What's happening?

Get down, get down.

That's fine.

He's reloading. Go, go!

What the fuck is happening?

What are you doing? Get down!

Five shots.

What do you mean?

Just go over there. Get over there next to that wall. You'll be out of the line

of sight.

They're after me.

What? Why? I'm going to distract them and then you move.

What do you mean they're after me? Five shots.

He has to reload. Give us about eight seconds, okay? And then you go.

He's dead.

Be good!

This is Jasper de Voigt.

Okay, I need to speak to Mr. Cross right now.

Oh, no.

You just pass this message on to him, okay?

Say, Sean Tain.

Sean Tain.

Say that one word and tell him that his old colleague, Mr. Jasper de Voigt,

needs to get the fuck out of prison before the Russians or the Libyans kill

Unless he wants the whole world to know what I know, and I don't think he wants

that. Okay?

Okay, I'll tell him to hurry the fuck up.

It's Pavel.

Oh, Jesus.

I like Pavel.

Lovely manners.

Made a fucking mess of this job, though.

What is going on?

Right.

OK.

We have to pack and get off this island right now, or I'd cause somebody else to

get hurt.

Mum?

Mum, what are you, a spy?

Is this witness protection? I'm sorry, all right? I'm sorry. We should have

the minute I knew it wasn't Damien. Mum.

Mum, please.

Slow down! Just... Mom!

I'm looking for the woman.

Where are you from?

Afonso, Interpol.

We are still waiting for our police from the mainland.

Tell me about the English woman.

Where? Excuse me?

You haven't even asked me what happened.

Show me your ID again.

It's okay. Come. Okay?

It's okay.

Oh, that's easy.

The English woman, sir.

I just need to take my picture.

Maybe I'll send it to Dad and show him how you get business done in the yacht

tub. Oh, yeah.

Do you remember when you got that yo -yo for your eighth birthday and I really

wanted to play with it?

That was so annoying.

Well, once I get something in my head, I won't leave it alone. You know that.

I don't know about Shonten any more than you do.

Okay?

Got an email.

Yeah, so did I.

Who from? I don't know. All I know is I went to Michael and he sounded really

bloody weird the moment I saw the name.

You really don't know any more than that.

You swear.

On mum's grave.

Why hasn't it happened yet?

I don't care.

He's walking around without a bloody clue and it's too much.

I'm watching Bambi as a kid mess me up enough. I don't think it's on my plate

too.

It should be done already.

Sort it out.

Are you really not going to tell me why you appear to be some kind of a fucking

paramenopausal James Bond?

Oh, yes, fuck it.

For once in your life, please just tell me the truth.

I... I used to do bad things, OK?

For money.

What does that even mean?

Me and Pavel, we were in the same business.

Is that why you won't tell me about Dad? Oh, God, not him again.

I'm in a pitch fucking black here, Mum. I don't know what to think. I don't know

how to feel about any of this. So just tell me. Just start at the beginning and

please just tell me.

I am your mother.

I'm a mother. I have a rotten fucking job of it. But I am your mother. And

is why I will die before I tell you whatever the fuck it is you think you

to know.

So put it all the fuck together.

We need to move.

Let's go.

Come on. What?

Why? Why are we here?

Find some more. What?

There.

What? What there?

What do you mean?

The swimming.

Hi. I'm sorry about this.

What's going on?

Mum,

this is Kayla, my fiancée.

Kayla, this is my mum.

Hi.