Original subtitles

MEGAN: Oh, hey!

-Hey. -(over laptop): Hey.

I never thought I'd see the day.

Professor Jonah Mulray on Skype?

(chuckles): Welcome to the 21st century.

(laughs) Come on, I'm not that bad.

So, hang on, let me get this straight.

Um, you're in Hong Kong,

but there's also a small version of you

in this flickering box?

Oh, you should have been born Amish.

(both laugh)

So, this is where you live, is it?

Just-- sorry-- just to change the subject.

Oh, yeah, yeah. Want to have a look?

It's very glamorous, eh?

-Oh, very nice. -Mmm, thank you.

So, did you, um, did you like my note?

Y-Yeah, well, more of a poem than a note.

Well... (clears throat) What can I say?

I, uh, I felt inspired.

Yeah, it makes flowers seem kind of lazy.

Well, that's because I know how to be,

you know, romantic in this relationship.

Nice poster, by the way.

-Yeah? -Why, of all the things,

have you got that hanging over your bed?

Um... because.

Because it was a good show.

-It was, it was. -(chuckles)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(boat horn blows)

(door opens, closes)

(footfalls approaching)

Shit.

How did you find this place?

Lau. She told me.

JONAH: How often do you think she came here?

DAVID: How the hell should I know?

I didn't even know about this place.

She used to call me from here.

She told me it was where she lived.

The police gave me back my phone.

With the voice mail. But the end was cut off.

The sound of the gunshot, they'd edited it.

I spoke to the pathologist.

He found a bullet wound when he examined Megan.

She was shot in the heart.

He was paid to keep quiet.

Why would they lie?

There's a password.

(typing)

American passports.

What was she running from?

You think I'd be here if I knew?

I'm just trying to make sense of it all.

There's a passport for Lau, for Megan.

But not for you.

Don't you think that's strange?

All this is strange.

-(keys clacking) -So things were fine

between the two of you, were they?

There's something you're not telling me.

She wanted to leave you. Why? What did you do?

-She was running from you, wasn't...? -(hits table)

Do not accuse me again.

Okay?

(keys clacking)

Here, let me try.

Leave it.

Zero, seven, zero, five,

one, nine, six, one.

-What's that? -My birthday.

Maybe mine?

May I?

(typing)

(muttering numbers)

-(beeps) -(chuckles softly)

(exhales)

How many more secrets?

Try the name on the passport.

Walker.

(typing)

(laptop chimes)

What?

JONAH: Any luck?

DAVID: Photos from her phone.

They must have uploaded straight to the cloud.

JONAH: When were these taken?

DAVID: Image was last modified

on the 13th. 2:25 p.m.

Half an hour before the crash.

She's taken them from her car.

That's a rubbish truck.

JONAH: Is that the name of the refuse center?

We need to find that truck.

I'm going to sleep here from now on.

Why? Do you think you will sleep better here?

-No change of clothes. -Why do you care so much

if I sleep here or not?

(door opens)

(door closes)

(phone chimes)

(phone chimes)

And?

Your mother was hiding two passports.

One in the name of Megan Walker.

The other one is for you as Lau Walker.

Why?

She never said anything?

Anything about going away or...?

I don't understand, Dad. What was she doing?

I don't know.

That message?

The one Mom left Jonah.

She sounded so scared.

She knew what was gonna happen.

She knew she was gonna die.

And she called him.

Doesn't that... doesn't that piss you off?

All these years we thought we knew her,

but we didn't know anything.

Before she died, she wanted him, not us.

Why?

(door opens)

(door closes)

♪ ♪

(birds chirping)

(distorted chatter)

(horn honks)

(door opens)

(door closes)

Sally Porter, right?

I looked you up on the Foreign Office website.

Michael Cohen.

I didn't think you were gonna come.

What do you want?

I can't imagine how hard this must be for you.

But like I said on the phone,

I'm not interested in writing shit about Ben.

I liked him.

I just want to understand what's going on.

So you said.

That's Ben with a woman named Megan Harris.

She died in a car crash a few days ago.

And then your fiancé.

That seem like a coincidence to you?

SALLY: What does it mean?

MICHAEL: I don't know.

But I'd lay odds that Ben didn't kill himself.

Is it so hard to make something look like a suicide?

And so soon after Megan's car crash.

I'm-I'm-I'm just not buying it.

Did Ben ever talk to you about this Megan woman?

First I heard of her was...

a few days ago. I...

took her husband to I.D. her body.

A few days later,

it went missing from the morgue.

Jesus.

You said you knew what Ben was doing.

What did you mean by that?

Ben sold information to me from time to time

when no one else would buy.

The kind of information you'd find

in a Foreign Office briefing.

I had no idea.

I believe you.

I mean it, Ms. Porter.

I'm-I'm not here to cause trouble.

But I've got two dead people here within days

-of each other. -I think we're done.

If Ben was killed,

don't you want to know about it?

That's my number if you find anything.

Thanks.

(indistinct chatter)

(chatter continues)

(grunts, speaks Cantonese)

(grunts)

♪ ♪

-(muffled shouting) -Stop. Wait. Wait.

Wait. Listen to me. I'm not going to hurt you.

-(muffled shouting continues) -Stop it. Stop it.

Listen. I will not hurt you.

-(panting) -If I wanted to hurt you, I would.

But I don't.

I was sent to follow you,

to find out what you know.

But I need your help, please.

Who sent you?

It does not matter.

I don't understand.

I found you on the consulate website.

You can help me. You can get me to England.

You have to explain what's going on...

I can tell you things.

I know about Ben Torres.

You can help me get papers,

a visa for U.K.

Wellspring Mansions. Room 331.

Tomorrow, midday.

You help me,

and I tell you.

-Wait! -Tomorrow,

midday.

(quietly): Oh, fuck.

(panting)

(shuts engine off)

Hi. Um, I'd like to check out, please.

Jonah Mulray. Room 108.

RECEPTIONIST: Mr. Mulray.

There's a message here.

(tram bell clanging)

ARTHUR: Good morning, Mr. Mulray.

Mr. Bach, what am I doing here?

I heard about your wife.

Her passing.

About what happened to her body.

You won't be getting any sense out of the police.

I've been here 20 years.

This place is as bent as the day I arrived.

There's no way someone walked

into that morgue without the police knowing

and getting paid for their silence.

So what do we do about it?

Go over their heads.

Go to the man who can do something about it.

Trust me, it's the only way this bloody city works.

I was wondering, would you go public with this?

Me?

About Megan?

Uh, and say what?

Just tell people what's happened.

Give a human face to the indignity of it all.

It might force the police into action,

and it might get you some answers.

Of course.

Um, I'll try anything, if you think it'll help.

It may take a day or two to put it together,

if that's okay.

Sure.

Thank you.

I-I appreciate it.

NEWSMAN: Candidate Shibao

-has dropped out of the election early. -(knocking)

-(door opens) -He's bowing to pressure

laid on by the dossier published just days ago.

...has yet to make a public statement,

but in a campaign already plagued with uncertainty,

it seems voter outcries...

(click)

RACHEL: You don't need to listen to this.

It's not that.

Then what?

I'm too old for this.

This is what we've wanted for so long,

what you've worked for.

(chuckles)

(sighing)

(door closes)

(sighs)

(knocking)

Did you find anything?

About the refuse truck.

You can't just turn up here and...

Yeah, and you can't just get rid of me.

I found out which depot the truck come from.

Let's go.

-No. -Yes.

(starts engine)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Look, that one's smashed.

Hey!

English!

We need to talk about this truck!

Only employee!

You see the manager!

Out! Out!

(manager speaking Cantonese)

(David speaking Cantonese)

Basically,

this is the truck we've been looking for.

It's just that the-the number plate's falling off.

It was, uh, L-O...

-1-0-4-5. -Yeah.

That truck had an incident on-site.

It's not what you look for.

Are you kidding me? Are you kidding me?

This-- the whole front of it is smashed in.

-This is not a minor incident. -DAVID: Jonah, Jonah.

-Jonah, Jonah. -No, no, listen to me.

Whew. I did not come all this way just...

I did not come all this...

(groans)

-Oh, I'm gonna-- I think I'm gonna throw up. -Sir?

-You all right, Jonah? -No, no, no, n-no.

I need to use your bathroom.

Your bathroom! I need to use your bathroom.

Yeah, this way?

(groans)

(grunts)

(exhales, winces)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

David. (groans)

We need to go. I...

The fumes, makes me feel sick. Come.

♪ ♪

-What is it? -Hard drive.

Found it plugged in to one of the computers

that's connected to the CCTV cameras.

You can drop me at the flat.

We'll watch it at my place; it's closer.

You're welcome, by the way.

Yeah. James fucking Bond.

Unbelievable. Unbelievable.

So what do you like about Melody, then?

Mm.

Were you kind to her?

'Cause you know you can be very kind.

(Mae and Rachel chat indistinctly)

Please don't ever again.

Daddy!

(Michael shouts, growls)

My little button, how are you?

-Good. -Good?

-MAE: Good. -You're good?

-You excited about tonight? -Primmi.

-MAE: Yeah. -What are we gonna do that's exciting?

MAE: Um, I don't know.

(indistinct chatter)

(Mae and Michael laugh)

Mae-Mae.

(speaks Cantonese)

(moans)

I'm gonna miss you.

Oh, God, she's only been gone a few hours.

Shut up.

No more, uh, fast food, okay?

I think a burger every now and again is not gonna kill her.

At least when she's with me,

I actually spend some time with her.

-I'm in the middle of an election campaign. -Of course.

You could always give me custody.

You know, I could take the weight

while you run around after your boss.

I don't need you to "take the weight."

Mae needs both her parents.

It's up to us to figure out what works best for her.

(Mae chatting indistinctly)

Anything on Megan Harris for me?

Ah, you are unbelievable.

That picture I showed you of Megan and Ben Torres--

did you ask around at least?

You're friends, you must have some idea.

Only you could go from custody of our daughter

to information on a story.

MAE: Daddy! Daddy, I'm hungry!

MICHAEL: What? That's good.

'Cause you know what Mum just said?

-She wants us to have burgers! -(Mae squeals)

-How many burgers we gonna have? -MAE: Um, 20.

MICHAEL: 20 burgers?

You hear that, Mum? 20 burgers!

So, what do you think?

It's amazing.

It's cool.

Cool?

But what am I gonna do with it?

Barely allowed to leave the house,

let alone join another rally.

Maybe it's time to take this flag

and go be daring.

I need your help.

It's the size of a parachute.

Then parachute.

Dare you.

I'll do it if you do it with me.

Come on.

This is how we protest without getting caught.

Please.

(laughs)

Yeah.

That's it. (laughs)

-Okay. -Yeah?

-If it's big... -Mm-hmm.

-like an advertising board... -Mm-hmm.

let's advertise.

-Yeah. -Another drink?

Uh, yes.

Then we break some laws.

♪ ♪

(phone chimes)

LAU: So...

where were we?

Uh, waiting for you.

You okay?

Yeah.

JONAH: How many hours of this stuff is there?

(sighs)

(David speaks Cantonese)

JONAH: What is it?

That's the truck.

That's the number plate.

Early, the same morning of the accident.

Who's that?

Is that the guy that killed her, do you think?

Well, we can't go to the police with this.

Maybe the consulate?

They can't do anything.

What about your friend?

(indistinct chatter)

Wait here.

We need your help.

We need you to help find this man.

JONAH: He was driving the truck

that ran Megan off the road.

(speaks Cantonese)

Excuse me?

His name is Kai Huang.

Low level in the Lien Wo Sing.

Wh-What is that?

Lien Wo Sing?

Bad news.

Can you help us find him?

I can try.

I'm not sure he's someone you want to find, though.

Thank you.

Oh, is that it, we're done?

Wh... Jesus.

Hey.

What did he say?

Nothing.

(speaks Cantonese)

(indistinct chatter)

(indistinct chatter)

(cheering)

(speaking Cantonese)

(shouting)

(speaking Cantonese)

(shouting continues)

(clamoring)

(thunder rumbling)

Hey, Primmi.

Thank you.

You got my messages, then?

Yeah. I got caught up at work.

Thanks, Primmi.

She hates me now, too.

-Nice work. -If we're gonna make this work,

then we have to stick to the rules.

-This Megan Harris thing... -Stop fishing.

I don't want to talk about her. I hadn't seen her for years.

But you know her friends; you can just reach out to them...

Yeah, I could make contact with them-- I'm not going to.

The election's round the corner, and I've got other...

Hang on, is there an election?

Oh, my God, wow, is that with Xo?

It's amazing how you're still jealous of him.

Jealous? No, no, I'm just used to it.

I mean, he always came first, before me, before Mae.

There is no you. We're divorced!

-Before me and Mae. -Oh, don't be such a child.

I owe that man, as you well know.

You owe him everything, Rachel, I know.

You've told me a million times before.

Give her a kiss good night for me.

Michael.

(sighs): The photograph you gave me, Ben Torres--

I did ask around.

Hong Kong police are saying he was working with triads.

So be careful, please.

See? You do still love me.

Yeah. Go home.

If you hear anything else, let me know.

Just be careful.

(laughing): What?

Oh, my God.

Do you have any coins?

Come on.

(groans)

♪ ♪

Uh...

(line rings)

(man speaks Cantonese over intercom)

(man speaks Cantonese)

(beep)

No.

("Rain" by Raffertie playing)

(fireworks whistling)

(Becky laughs)

Whoa.

♪ All the same, and you'll see ♪

♪ I just don't want you to go... ♪

(fireworks whistling)

You got this for me?

I've got connections.

♪ Just once more, and then it's time... ♪

Come on, let's do this.

(fireworks whistling)

(laughs)

Yeah.

♪ It will rain ♪

♪ I will be here all the same ♪

♪ And you'll see ♪

♪ I just don't want you to go... ♪

-Ready? -Yeah.

♪ I will fall... ♪

(both grunt)

(Becky whoops)

Fuck you, Xo!

You're fucking crazy.

(fireworks popping)

(Becky laughs)

♪ ♪

(fireworks whistling)

♪ I will be here all the same ♪

♪ And you'll see ♪

♪ I just don't want you to go ♪

♪ And on that day I will fall ♪

♪ Into your heart just once more ♪

♪ And then it's time for good-bye. ♪

Yeah, I can find my way back from here.

Okay.

And so when you hear from Felix...

Yeah. I will call.

Okay, but make sure you... keep me informed, okay?

If he finds Kai Huang, you will know.

Hey.

It's been a long day.

-So? -So...

shall we get a drink?

You smiling?

No.

(both laugh)

You.

(kiss)

Oh, no...

(sighs)

You need to get dressed before my dad gets back.

Why? Because he doesn't like you to sleep

with anyone under his roof, or...

'cause he doesn't like you sleeping with girls, huh?

He'd be surprised. Put it that way.

LAU: Okay.

I'm gonna make some tea. You want something to eat?

Nah, I'm cool. Tea's fine.

Unless you have beer.

(phone chimes and buzzes)

(chimes and buzzes)

Listen.

There's something weird I need to tell you. Um...

Earlier today at the bar, this...

(knocking)

Don't answer it, please.

Stay in there.

MAN: Lau Chen?

My name's Robin Liu. I'm a solicitor.

I'm sorry to disturb you at such a late hour,

uh, but I've been trying to get in touch with you.

I have something for you.

It's from your mother.

(indistinct conversations)

(speaking Cantonese)

You know, there's this thing that people do

in polite society-- I heard about it recently.

When, uh, at a social occasion,

they...

open their mouths and...

speak words...

out of them.

It's called talking.

Never heard of it.

(chuckles)

I've never been a talker.

Megan said it drove her crazy.

She used to say I talk too much.

Bored her shitless, probably.

Maybe we each gave her something the other couldn't.

Yeah, I don't think life is that simple, you know.

I wish it was.

Were you happy, the two of you?

Honestly?

The only thing that was wrong

was that she was away for half the year.

I wish I didn't know about you.

I wish I could just pretend.

The perfect marriage is...

between a blind wife and a deaf husband.

Isn't that the... the saying?

You know what?

You do talk too much.

(both chuckle)

(knocking)

(speaking Cantonese)

(man speaks Cantonese)

Who the hell was that?

Off-duty cops.

Well, that explains everything.

What are they saying?

I should go.

Okay.

I will call you

when I hear from Felix.

Good evening.

Hey.

What does this mean?

In Cantonese it means "traitor."

(line ringing)

SALLY: Hello.

JONAH: Sally, it's Jonah.

Everything Megan did

makes sense to me now.

Details in our life which at the time didn't mean anything.

JONAH: Why, of all things,

have you got that hanging over your bed?

She put that poster up behind her

on those Skype calls because she wanted to remind me

of that night.

She left me the message on that phone,

because she was trying to tell me something.

Again, me.

Not David.

SALLY: What are you saying?

She had two fake passports,

one for her and one for Lau, but not for him.

I thought we were the same, me and David.

But now I know we're not.

What do you know?

JONAH: He's been lying to me.

I think she was scared of him.

What did he do?

JONAH: I think he was involved in Megan's murder.