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[lid creaking]

[gun clicks]

[insects trilling softly]

[Julie] I'm retired.

- [Edward] I'm not here long so... - [Julie] So?

So, Mum, it feels like you'd rather go

to a stranger's wedding than talk to your son.

- Don't be ridiculous. - Please, stop lying!

You've lied to me about my dad my whole life.

I just keep... fucking letting it slide,

- it's easier. - Let it go.

- [Julie] Get down. - [gunshot]

They're after me.

I used to do bad things...

for money.

What does that even mean?

[Julie] Ugh!

[Julie] Ugh! Agh.

I am your mother, and that is why I will die

before I tell you whatever the fuck it is

you think you need to know.

[snorts]

Wow!

[Ezra] Dad's not telling you

to step up, make the big deals.

And that is why they pay you the big bucks...

[Edward] Mum?

This is Kayla... my fianc�e.

[awkwardly] Hi.

[Julie] What's CGM?

Cross Global Mining. Family biz.

[Julie] And you work for them too, do you?

I do, yeah. Er, in the charity side of things.

[door opens]

[gasps]

Probably some... things I should tell you.

The woman you call mum...

she waltzed into this house

and she murdered your father.

I shot him. Job done.

I heard a baby cry. You.

- I couldn't just leave you. - You stole me!

I mean, you act with stupidity

but that's not you, that's an act.

- Right? - Oh...

'Cause when the time's right...

you'll take over.

CGM will be yours.

I will give your fake son...

the antidote he needs

right after he puts a bullet in your head.

[gunshot]

[Julie] I just have to make it right.

You think she's really gonna be there- your... mother?

I think so.

Well, I can't wait to meet her.

[string quartet playing]

Ready to get married?

Is anyone?

I know I am.

[alarm ringing]

[upbeat music rises]

[hesitantly] You're fucking kidding me.

- [tyres screeching] - [horns honking]

[horn honking]

[horn honking]

[horn honking]

[impatiently] Come on.

Cunt!

Just waiting on one more guest. Kind of an important one.

- Can we hold off a few minutes? - Of course. Of course.

[tyres screeching]

[horn honking]

[brakes skidding]

Huh.

[string quartet playing]

- We really should start. - Just, um, one more minute.

- If... if it isn't... - [brakes skidding]

[sighing] Oh.

They're here.

Appreciate it, mate.

Hey, sorry!

[guests applaud]

- Oh. - [chuckles nervously]

- Just over there. - You look delicious.

[groans]

- So, is everyone here now? - Yes.

Yes.

Everyone's here.

[guests applauding and cheering]

Fancy seeing you here.

Pretty big day. Wouldn't wanna miss it.

['Bitter Sweet Symphony' by The Verve playing]

Are you okay?

Yes.

Everyone's here who should be here.

[male shouts out]

[speaking Romanian]

[speaking Romanian]

[speaking Romanian]

[speaking Romanian]

[gunfire]

[speaking Romanian]

We are gathered here today to celebrate... life.

[bone crunching]

[body thudding]

[officiant] And also... love,

and the union of two people.

The spicy fireworks that erupt between these beautiful souls.

[dramatic music playing]

Shall we get to the good part?

I, Edward Green...

take you, Kayla Cross...

to be my wedded wife.

To have and to hold.

For better... for worse.

For richer...

for poorer.

In sickness and in health.

[sharp groan]

To love and to cherish.

[rotor blades whirring]

Please, God, no. Please. I'll pay you double.

Till death do us part.

[confetti pops]

[wedding guests cheering and applause]

[notification bell tinkles]

[sighing] Shit.

Whoo!

[cheering and applause]

[dramatic music playing]

[music fades]

Julie?

[male singer in the background]

- Malcolm? - Indeed.

Let's give those sweet, sweet legs a rest.

- That's for you, sexy. - Ooh.

Thank you.

[satisfied] Ah.

Well, I mean, I-I'd say I'm sorry for being late, but, uh...

your profile picture is 25 years too early, so...

Oh. [chuckles]

Yes. It is a bit of an old picture.

It's pre-digital.

I'm sorry, I've, uh...

had a bit of a nightmare today and... well, not just today, actually.

Just my life... at the moment is a bit, um...

And, honestly, you did say you were 25 years younger than you are,

Malcolm.

You're bleeding.

Oh, no... no. That's not mine.

Whose is it?

[sighs]

You know what, this has... been a mistake.

It's my bad, but, um, good night.

You know what, trust me, Malcolm.

You have just dodged a very fucking large bullet.

[dramatic music rises]

[exhaling heavily on the glass]

It's that or a smily face.

That's all I've got

in the temporary art by making mist with your breath on glass scene.

Oh, it's very subversive.

[Kayla, pleased] Hm.

And a bit creepy.

Yeah, that's fair.

It's so weird that people think staring at the sea has a calming effect.

For me, staring out at a vast expanse of nothingness

just does the opposite.

It forces you to confront the realisation

that we pale into insignificance to literally everything.

I reckon Honeymoon Ed likes to talk out of his ass.

Also fair.

I mean, if you're having existential angst

staring out at the sea, we could've just got a cheaper room.

[inhales sharply] Ooh.

You okay?

[exhales] Yeah, I'm fine.

I just suddenly feel a bit sick.

It must've been those oysters we had.

Oysters...

or...

baby.

Are you being serious? Oysters or baby?

I... had the oysters too.

- Stop looking at me like that. - Like what?

You know what.

Must be a pharmacy near here.

- We've only been trying for a month. - But the quality has been perfection.

I don't think that's how it works.

It's way too early.

You're really not gonna relax until I do the test.

I am not.

[kisses]

[church bell tolling]

- [espresso machine hissing] - [soft music playing]

[door bell tinkles]

It's for... baby?

Yes. Yes.

Not for me, obviously.

Well, technically, it is as the potential father, but...

Oh, you're not listening.

[suspenseful music playing]

[church bell tolling]

[door clicks]

Kayla?

Somebody help!

[deep groan]

[Kayla's muffled cries]

[thud]

[suspenseful music swirling]

[Julie] Enough of this.

I came to see you about my insomnia.

I can't get a... Valium prescription without talking to someone, so...

here I am.

Perhaps you could tell me what happened

when you and Edward went to find his birth mother in Berlin.

And, uh...

how is that gonna help?

You know, rehashing the misery doesn't make you better, does it? It just...

Talking is just...

...saying stuff.

If we're gonna make progress...

we need to go deeper.

I said I don't wanna talk about him.

[emotive music playing]

[rain splashing]

[birds chirping]

[door opens]

My colleagues will be here any moment to take your statement.

Do you want a coffee?

Um... yeah, yeah.

- Yeah, thank you. Coffee. - With milk?

- Uh, no. Thank you. - I'll bring it.

- I am Inspector Cortez. - [door closes]

This is my colleague.

- Sub-Inspector Torres. - Hola.

Hello.

[Cortez] I am sorry.

How are you doing?

I don't know. I, um...

[Cortez sighs]

None of this, uh... None of this feels real, so...

Hmm. I'm sure.

I don't know what else to say. Like I told the other officer, I, um...

I couldn't see much. I-I-I-I couldn't- I couldn't do anything.

- I tried to stop them- - Perhaps we might... talk about motive.

Seems there was some...

attention... in Greece...

last year.

Oh, no.

Uh, that's got nothing to do with any of this.

There was a warrant...

for your arrest.

And that all went away.

Yeah, so could we please focus on my wife here?

Thank you.

- Coffee. - Thanks.

Oh, shit!

- I'm so sorry, - Don't worry.

[Cortez, muted] I am only asking to try and understand why someone

would take your wife, Mr. Green.

Perhaps if you can talk us through the incident in Greece...

Um...

Are you okay?

[sighs] I feel really, really sick.

Um, do-do you have a...

Down the corridor and right.

[upbeat music playing]

[phone line ringing]

- [frustrated] Oh, come on. - [music fades]

[cell phone ringing]

- Aah! - [cell phone ringing]

[breathless] Ezra! It's me. Someone's taken Kayla.

What?! What do you mean taken?

Taken her. Ezra, she's fuckin' taken! Kidnapped her!

We were staying at this hotel.

I went out to get this thing, and when I came back...

She looked so afraid. I've never seen her look like that before.

- You've gone to the police, right? - Yeah, well, that-that's...

That's just it, um...

Yeah, I'm at the police, but I think

one of the officers is the one who took her.

The fuck?!

One of the men had a metal leg,

and this officer here, same thing, same leg. It's...

What are the chances?

Okay, so you think a cop's in on it. This is wild, mate.

This is... it's a lot.

Ezra, Ezra...

[snaps fingers]

I need your help, Ezra.

We need to hire professionals, right. We can't trust these fucking people.

We need-

Okay, slow-slow down, brother, okay?

Just take a deep breath. In through the nose.

[inhales]

Out through the mouth. Just blow out the candles.

[exhales unsteadily]

I am not the person you need to be calling right now.

[Edward] No.

If anyone can get this shit done... it's your mother.

[laughing] Oh, no.

No, no. She's not my mother.

And you know, your money, your connections.

Look, whatever shit went down with you and Julie in Berlin,

this is surely more important, okay?

You want your wife back. I want my sister.

- So we need the best on this. - I'm not calling her. I'm not calling her.

I can't. Anyone but her.

[Julie gasps]

[in Spanish] Thank you.

You're welcome.

[exhales deeply]

Is it good?

Oh, uh...

it's just... just an airport novel.

I mean, it's literally set, uh...

in an airport.

And here I am...

in an airport.

[man chuckles]

- Ironically, I fuckin' hate airports. - [chuckles]

You don't have to laugh. That was as funny as an anal fistula.

[elevator judders to a halt]

[man] Oh.

Oh, fuck.

[in Spanish] Shit.

- Well... - [man sighs]

This is good.

Uh, okay... so we have a functioning emergency light.

And no functioning emergency button.

- Oh, sorry. - Sorry, sorry.

- Excuse me. Pardon... - Well done, the Spanish.

Yeah.

- Do you actually know what you're doing? - No, no. Can you tell? [chuckles]

Oh, the wires are fused.

Right.

- Is there anything you can do? - Ooh, absolutely nothing.

Oh, that was pointless.

Fuck.

- Hmm. - Have you got any signal?

No.

Oh, cute dog.

Yeah, he is.

But he can be...

I-I-I, um, I don't know the word in English, but, uh...

cunt.

- [surprised] Oh. - Yeah.

Wow.

[chuckles] Still I love him.

Sounds like a... toxic relationship.

Uh, for me, yes. For him, no. He's fed, groomed, walked,

then he bites me and shits on the floor. [chuckles]

- I had a boyfriend like that once. - Ah.

- I actually quite miss him. - [chuckles]

Better than being alone.

Is it, though? I mean, not being alone involves... other people.

Yeah.

Look, I'm-I'm really, really late.

Could you give me a leg up?

It's like a... a... You know, like a...

Oh.

- Okay. I don't know... - Is that okay?

- Is this a good idea? - Worth a try.

Um...

- Put your foot here. Okay. - Okay.

What's your name?

Bastien.

Oh. Julie.

[Bastien] Cool.

I'll, uh, let someone know you're stuck down here...

- Cool. - Bastien.

[chuckles]

Thanks.

- [Julie groans] - [hatch squeaks open]

[hatch clatters]

[intriguing music playing]

[Julie, sighing] Okay.

Are you looking at my ass?

[Bastien] No.

Why not? [grunts]

[Bastien chuckles]

[brakes screech]

[tense music playing]

[emotive music rises]

Hi.

Hi.

I'm so sorry.

Yeah.

We'll find her.

Perhaps we should...

...talk. We haven't spoken since-

Berlin.

We don't need to talk...

Julie.

Talking won't help. Talking's just...

saying stuff.

So you think...

You think they...

targeted Kayla, or are they just...

targeting people on holiday?

No, honeymoon.

Not holiday.

[surprised] Oh.

Ah.

Right.

My invitation must've gotten lost in the post.

There was no invitation.

- I got that. I was just being facetious. - I know. I was...

also being facetious.

Uh, that was more twatty than facetious, wasn't it?

There's something else. Uh...

One of the men who took Kayla had a metal leg, and...

at the police station, one of the officers did too.

- Are you sure? - Same leg, same man. It has to be.

Okay.

Might be awkward if I start hunting some guy because he's got a metal leg.

Okay, sure, yeah, but that is all I've got, so...

So... we stake out the police station, follow them home...

and take it from there.

Let's go.

[church bell tolling]

This doesn't change anything.

You coming here, it doesn't...

No.

I know.

Come on.

Uh... that's all they had at the car rental place.

[sarcastically] Okay, great.

[soft music playing]

[church bell tolling]

[in Flemish] Can you hear them?

[in Flemish] Of course.

[in Flemish] The bells of St. Michael's.

[interested] Mm.

[in Flemish] We won't miss the service, will we?

[in Flemish] No, of course not.

Ah.

[in Flemish] Did I tell you I used to sing?

[in Flemish] I didn't know that, Beatrice.

[Beatrice singing in Latin]

? Amen ?

[in Flemish] I should look my best for the service.

[in Flemish] Yes.

Um, my diamonds, yes, yes, yes.

Too nice to wear everyday...

but it seems wrong to lock beautiful things away.

- [Beatrice strains to reach] - Shall I help?

Thank you.

Thank you.

You are always so good to me, Titus.

[chuckling]

[cell phone buzzing]

Wait, I just need to...

[voice] Do you have the money?

- No, not yet. I- - We need the money or she dies.

- I understand. I just need- - [error tone]

Hello?

[Beatrice continues singing contentedly]

[Beatrice singing]

[dramatic music rises]

[music fades]

- [banging] - Ah... ow!

Will you stop wriggling around.

The seatbelt just keeps... grrr. It's like it's trying to restrain me.

Stupid fucking clown car.

It's eco-efficient.

- Should be right up your alley. - It's nowhere near my alley.

How was the wedding?

You... actually want to know?

Well, it's just a question.

Well, it's not, though, is it?

So, uh... just a question-

We could be here a long time.

- I'm in the middle of a nightmare- - I'm not allowed to ask normal-

They're not normal questions. They're- [chokes]

Stupid fucking seatbelt!

[warning beep]

[warning beep]

[warning beep]

[warning beeping continues]

[seatbelt clicks in]

So I can't ask you any questions about your life?

No.

- How you are? - Nope.

I missed you. I just...

What about the weather? Is that a suitable topic?

- The weather's fine. - Hmm.

- It's hot, isn't it? - Unseasonably.

[car alarm beeps]

[Edward] Shit.

That's him.

[Julie] Hmm... you don't get a car like that on a policeman's salary.

[Edward] It's pretty brazen to drive it to work.

- Brazen? - Acting bold and without shame.

- Something you might be familiar with. - Ooh, RoboCop's off.

If that's in reference to the artificial limb, that is not-

Funny? It was quite funny.

Let's just follow him in silence, shall we?

Silence it is.

[dramatic music playing]

What exactly are we going to do?

It's a... good time to ask that question.

He's not gonna tell us, is he? Unless...

You think she's in there?

- You should wait- - I'm not waiting in the car.

- It might be safe- - This is my wife!

[sighs]

Okay.

Okay, fine.

- [intriguing music] - [gate buzzes]

[bell tinkles on cat's collar]

[whispering] Okay.

[gasps softly] [whispering] It's open.

- [cell phone ringing] - [whispering] Will you turn that off!

[whispering] Sorry.

- You planning on baking him? - I need a weapon too.

- You need mozzarella and a flat surface. - Can we just...

[door clicks]

[in Spanish] What the fuck...

[man shouts]

[shouting]

[sharp grunt]

- [police officer grunts] - [choking] Aah!

[Edward choking]

- [Julie] Aah! - Ow!

[sharp grunts]

Aah!

[both grunt]

Aah!

[Julie panting]

[panting slows]

You alright?

He's still breathing.

- I'll go look for Kayla. - [Julie grunts]

[Julie grunts]

[Edward] Kayla?

Kayla?

[Julie] Shit.

[Edward] Kayla?

Kayla?

Kayla?

She's not here.

[banging on door]

[man in Spanish] Ram�n? Hello?

[banging continues]

I heard banging, I wanted to know if you're okay?

[banging continues]

If you can hear me- I'm going to get my spare key!

I'm coming in!

We have to go. Now.

[keys jingle]

[Julie grunts]

[Edward groans]

[Julie] Fuck!

[dramatic music rises]

[tyres screech]

[cell phone ringing]

- Hello? - Mr. Green?

It's Inspector Cortez.

We have some information about your wife.

[cell phone rings]

[mobile phone rings]

Hey.

I just turned my phone back on,

and I've got a message from the police station.

They've heard from the people who took Kayla.

And?

And... they want to see me.

Oh, fuck.

[tense music playing]

[music fades]

[soft bird call]

[intriguing music playing]

[loud clattering]

[twanging harp strings]

[breathless panting]

[soft laughing]

[muffled male voices]

[yawning deeply]

[door clicks]

[soft music rises]

[snoring softly]

[gasping]

[in Flemish] Denis?

You came!

- Uh... - [relieved sigh]

I missed you, my love. I missed you so much.

[in Flemish] I'm sorry. I have to go.

[in English] Sorry.

[in Flemish] The diamonds!

I remember the night you gave me them.

On our honeymoon. Do you remember?

[in Flemish] Yes.

Yes, I remember. I just need them for a bit.

I'll bring them back, I promise. Okay?

[in Flemish] I know you will.

[chuckles]

- What are you doing? - What does it look like?

- I'm coming with you. - No, stay in the car.

Like you did?

Your particular skills are not required in a police station.

- Just stay in the bloody car! - I might be useful.

You have a police officer in the boot of his own car!

You really think leaving something like that here,

right outside the station, is a good idea?

It's in a side street... ish.

You asked me to help, and this is me helping.

[Edward] Uh, Inspector Cortez?

Mr. Green.

Hi, um...

Sorry for running off earlier. I just...

It's okay. I understand.

It's a difficult time.

Oh, this is my, um... Julie.

I'm his mum.

Uh...

No.

She's not.

Okay.

Follow me.

My Julie?

Who the fuck are you? Ali G?

[thumping]

[Garcia in Spanish] Fuck!

[thumping]

Fuck!

As we said, we received a call.

They were using a voice filter, so...

That's your first red flag, isn't it?

Why would any criminal just call the police?

They knew you had already been here.

They seemed...

keen... to speak.

Did you have your phone off?

Um...

Oh, yeah.

Just wanted some... peace and quiet for a minute.

So the kidnappers just called the police?

Direct? That's a risky move, isn't it?

Or they knew you would call us anyway.

We can assume this is going to be a ransom demand.

Okay. So, um, do I keep them on the phone, and then you can trace the call?

Anyone with half a brain will use a burner. There's no point.

She's right.

We will try, but the chances of it being useful are minimal.

[in Spanish] Hey, is anyone there?

Anyone there... please.

[in Spanish] Hello?

We will take a recording and analyse it later.

See what we can learn.

Mm-hmm, ready.

Whatever they say, try to remain calm.

Whatever they request, you need more time.

When you are not talking, we will mute the line so we can speak with you.

[phone line ringing]

[phone line ringing]

[man, distorted] Edward Green?

I'm Edward Green.

We have your wife.

If you have hurt her in any...

What do you want?

What do you think? We know how rich her family are.

Ask for proof of life.

[Edward clears throat]

I need proof of life.

If you keep doing as you are told, this will all end very well for you.

[Kayla] Get off me.

Kayla?

- [Kayla] Hello? - Kayla.

[Kayla] Ed? Edward?

Kayla. Oh, my God. Kayla, are you okay?

- Are you hurt? Hello? - I'm okay. They haven't hurt me.

I'm gonna be fine. I love you.

- Yeah, I- - [voice] Seven million euros.

Cash.

And every police officer listening to this should know,

when the handover happens,

if we see you...

Kayla Cross dies.

- This is your only warning. - Yes, yes. Uh, yeah.

I can, um... I-I-I'll try, but I-I need...

We are sending you our number now. Call me when you have the money.

W-w-wait. So how do I know-

Clock's ticking.

- [error tone] - Hello?

Fuck.

[error tone continues]

[dramatic music rises]

[cell phone rings]

- [cell phone rings] - Oh, fuck!

[cell phone rings]

So sorry. Sorry. I'm sorry I'm late. My sister's-

Meeting's over. Nothing to worry about.

- Okay, what about the Croatian site? - All taken care of.

I am the head of the company, Isha.

You can't just, like... do stuff without me.

Everything's being set up to run itself.

You're in France, you should be enjoying yourself!

- That's not... - [cell phone rings]

I-I-I gotta go. Just... This isn't over.

[cell phone rings]

Eddie, any news?

[Edward] The kidnappers want... seven million.

Shit!

Yeah.

Seven million. I-I don't think we have that.

Not where we can get it quickly. The world is messed up right now.

Let me talk to Isha. Maybe we can... Just-just...

Give me some time.

[error tone]

Look, I realise I am the last person in the world you want help from right now.

But I can help.

And...

I can make you the one promise that you know I'll keep.

I will kill every motherfucker that stands in my way

until I find your wife.

[in Spanish] Have you been taking anything today, sir...

[in Spanish] I think I heard a car talking!

A talking car?

[Edward] So, where now?

[Julie] Follow me.

- [dramatic music playing] - I did a job near here.

Uh, it was years ago. There are loads of warehouses

near the docks. We'll take him there.

[police officer groans]

[Julie] Come on, get out.

Don't pull any shit.

You speak English?

You're nodding to say you speak English, or not gonna pull any shit?

- Both. - [Julie] Both.

Good. Just checking. Get out.

Go.

Go.

Go.

You shoot a police officer, bad things will happen for you.

Get on the floor. On the floor.

[Garcia winces]

[Julie] Okay.

Alright, grab that.

What? Jam�n? It's not really the time to make jokes about my veganism.

I'm not making jokes. Vegans are not in any way funny.

Vegans are completely serious. That. It's the rope.

- Oh. - Yes, I'm gonna tie this prick up with it.

Come on, hurry up.

[Edward groans]

So I'm gonna assume two things for the purposes of this conversation.

One, you know why you're here.

And two, that you enjoy remaining in possession of your testicles.

Can...

we have a word?

[Julie] What?

Oh, I just, um...

I'm starting to feel we haven't thought this through.

- How so? - What if I'm wrong?

You're not...

wrong, okay?

- Keyring with her initials. - How- where-?

It was in this guy's car.

This is the fucker we're looking for.

Okay.

So what's your plan if he won't talk?

Well, I'll, uh...

encourage him.

You're gonna... torture him? You're gonna torture a police officer?

- Torture is a very loaded word. - Yeah, because it's torture.

You can wait outside.

What, pretend it's not happening?

If that suits you.

Like eating a hamburger and not thinking about the animal that died.

- The conditions it lived in. - Veganism again? Really?

If I let you do this, I'm no better.

I'm not gonna pretend I'm keeping my hands clean and be a hypocrite.

- I'm not you. - Oh.

Alright, so... are you gonna do it, then?

She's my wife.

What are you gonna do? You're gonna tickle him?

In ancient Japan, that was actually a form of punishment.

They called it kusuguri-zeme. 'Merciless tickling.'

The Romans used goats to lick salt off prisoner's feet to intensify-

Oh, great. Are you gonna bore him into telling the truth?

I don't need you to fight my battles.

You literally brought me here to fight your battles!

[Edward] Hi.

Oh, you little fucker.

[breezy music playing]

Hey.

You're right.

- I can't do it. - Fine. Now can I cut his bollocks off?

Oh...

I mean, if it's means, you know, finding her.

- Okay. - Okay. Right. Give me the knife.

You've... you've got the knife, right?

- It-it-it's... inside. - Inside, with the guy we just tied up.

- I'm stressing out right now, okay? - Fuck!

[dramatic music playing]

I'll tell you what. For a guy with a metal leg, he's very fast.

[Edward] That's so patronising.

Shit.

Come on, that's enough of that now, eh?

Just tell us... tell us where she is, okay.

That's all we wanna know.

No, no, no, no. Jumping's not a good idea.

She's right. I've done some building-jumping, and that is too far.

Building-jumping?

Yeah, I jumped, like, eight feet in Athens.

When you did the long jump at school,

your friend Carl's Dad said it was the most painful thing he'd seen

since the trials for the Paralympics.

Have you ever seen the Paralympics?

They're amazing. They're a testament-

Adi�s, fuckers!

It was all Carl's dad! I just- No, no!

[screaming]

[thudding and squelching on impact]

He might be okay. The way he fell, he could've...

Oh, no. He's definitely dead.

Oh, God.

What are we doing?

Look, we're gonna find her, Edward.

Zero leads and a dead policeman. It's going wonderfully.

Oh, fuck.

Hello, Julie.

Bastien?

Who the fuck are you?

[thunder rumbles]

[in Flemish] No, no!

Come on, I have something, I really do... please, please.

Come on, open up!

Open up!

[ominous music playing]

Yeah, I have the money.

Did you get the photo I sent?

'Cause I can't, I can't transfer it, uh, electronically or whatever it is you need,

until tomorrow, but you see it, right?

Hello?

- Are you even there? - [man, distorted] I'm listening.

You kill her, and you get nothing. What sense is there in that?

Things have changed.

One of our people is missing.

We stick to the plan, and none of us will ever have to work again.

We stick to the plan.

We will see you in Spain.

Don't be late.

We don't want to have to kill her.

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