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Find Saban.
I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing, we met each other.
What's goin' on? I'm goin' out.
Bye sis. I love you. Love you too.
You don't think he's actin' weird?
BB!
BB?
BB!
No wait! No, no! Just...
No!
Louis! No!
Tell me where is it? No!
BB? It's...
Where is it?
OK! Help is coming.
Don't tell me that you are scared of blood too.
Heights.
No! Cmon stay with me, BB. BB! Stay with me.
* Venez dans mes bras *
* Closer to me, dear *
* Donnez-vous a moi *
* Set aside all fear *
* Restons sans laisser pour l'eternite *
* Yes, you shall be mine *
* Till the end of time *
(Walkin' My Baby Back By Nat King Cole)
* Gee, it's great after bein' in out late * * Walkin' my baby back home *
* Arm in arm over meadow and farm * * Walkin' my baby back home *
* We go 'long harmonizing a song * * Or I'm recitin' a poem *
* Owls go by and they give me the eye * * Walkin' my baby back home *
* We stop for a while, she gives me a smile * * And snuggles her head on my chest *
* We start in to pet and that's when I get *
Hello?
* Her talcum all over my vest * * After I kinda straighten my tie *
* She has to borrow my comb... *
Who's there?
So this is all Lana's belongings?
Yeah.
Not much of a life is it?
Oh...at least we know everything that matters.
Given his age and relative fitness, BB has a better than average chance of survival.
Yeah...I know.
Thank you.
What's that?
Assume my pain in yours, like two broken bones, fused together stronger.
Sometimes I think of us falling, clinging to each other while the world watches...
exploding when we hit the ground and blinding them all.
They are all signed Anton.
Anton is Stokes.
It's a folie � deux. Is Blake still here?
I haven't seen you for so long.
Immigration. They came to where I was staying. Oh God! First you job and now your home.
The agency didn't send anyone else...for you?
No.
I'm sorry to ask, but I was wondering... if I could stay a couple of days?
Uh! That be lovely! Just until I organize my visa.
Of course! Of course you may. Oh! It's lovely to see...
You shakin', what's happened?
Ohh! Darlin' give us a hug. Cmon! Oh...oh you feel so tired.
Blake?
Where have you been?
Hi.
He's been seeing a woman called Lana Khasanovic.
What can you tell us about her. He's never brought her around.
He has not been talkin' much recently.
Guess I've been busy with the baby and everythin'.
Was he jealous? No.
Before I met Blake...before I got pregnant, it was uhh...
it's hard to explain if you're not a twin.
It's like you belonged to each other.
So maybe he didn't wanna share you with everyone else.
I don't feel like that. We didn't ask him to move out or anythin'?
Not till he was ready.
What happened to your mother?
Hmm...she probably dead.
You're not sure?
We were eight, she drove us on a cliff top, locked us in a car and never came back. What do you think?
How did Anton react? He was ecstatic.
How did he react?
Well is that what you're askin'? Is it? If he went psycho?
Kiki. Well...he didn't!
But I did! Six years later and I didn't care.
I put my favorite clothes and got in the back and slashed my arm.
Ok...OK. Do you all wanna sit on the board? Anton fed me.
He wrapped my arm in a towel and he called an ambulance.
He wouldn't hurt anyone. He wants to help people. Look at his website.
What website?
So, mum, whatever's happened...it's never too late... we love you, we miss you, you are the center of our world.
That's put up in 2014. Somewhere along the way he goes from sentimental web appeal to suicidal love letters and murder.
Who were the others? We haven't seen all of them yet, but...
mainly parents of runaways, wives of husbands who disappear.
How is he?
He's still in surgery. He's lost a lot of blood.
But he's out of danger.
Yeah. You should rest. You found Lana Khasanovic!?
Here.
My name is Lana Khasanovic, and I'm looking for my son Saban.
The last time I saw him was in Sarajevo. September 17, 1994.
I gave him to a aftercare named Dimitri.
I don't know his second name. There was no time.
We had to do it during the one-hour ceasefire.
He has a scar on the back of his left hand.
Saban...maybe you've changed.
But I will know you and you will know me, once you...
He's lookin' for his mum, she's lookin' for his son, they find each other.
Women and children.
Can we see who is accessing this site. Made any messages?
No it's encrypted. It's in the admin and users. You can only see the videos now but maybe with a bit of time...
I think we should appeal for Saban publicly.
We cannot be seen to give these people what they want.
At last we have a lead, that they don't want us to know about. Two clear IDs!
She's been here illegally for years. He's been holed up in his bedroom.
They know how to disappear these people.
The one way we got is flush em out! Might be to get something on Saban.
We don't negotiate with terrorists. Especially the way you Brits negotiate.
Oh!
But I agree.
Well...that's all the validation I need.
We've to go please.
Thank you.
What color is it? Blond.
O-la-la!
Aa...would you like me to...? Oh! No, no, no.
Excuse me. OK.
I'm back.
Where are ya?
I saw the Police at the caravan park. Did they get you?
Huh?
I love ya.
Hello?
Oh! Hello?
Maya? Elise is here. Cart in cart.
Hi. Karl.
Kayla has been a stupid girl.
None would see, why else would she would send naked pictures to boys.
Not boys! Just Leo.
A boy who shared it with other boys and ever knows who else on the world wide web.
Probably didn't mean for it to go viral.
Oh!
Maya, I might as well gone to school naked.
My life is basically over.
Can you get them taken down?
I don't see...things're out there, they're out there, aren't they?
Forever.
Why? Are you ashamed?
Person who show your pictures made them public without your consent committed an ??? theft.
Shame is theirs.
I'm gonna go home. This isn't conducive to a working environment.
Kiki, please! Listen to me.
Anton's environment is thin.
I didn't know it was him.
It's just them.
It's...it's in my pigeon hole at work.
What kinda thing?
Aaa...
It was umm...
It was like a...sex shot.
I know...I know.
What's wrong with you?
What's wrong with me? Am I that fat and disgustin'!?
No! No! No. You're perfect. Don't wanna do that stuff to you.
What stuff?
Chokin'? Spankin'?
We're gonna be a family. I know how important that is to you.
It's all fucking important!
The relationship, the sex. Why can't you see, I want it too?
We burned me Kiki.
What are you talkin' about? He branded me...like a pig.
Well maybe, you deserved it.
Maybe you are a fuckin' pig. I know.
I know, and...and I'm sorry, but please...I'll do whatever you want.
But...let me see the baby. Let me help you with it.
Please.
Please.
I'm sure you will be fine with. Oh! Thank you.
Thank you!
I'm so sorry. I love you.
You're not serious in love with her, are you?
OK.
Hi, My name is Karl Roebuck. I am one of the detectives working on your case. I just want you to know it's not too late to come in and speak to us.
I'm working on finding Saban. Call me on 07700900872.
Police were here and eh...I wanna know what they said.
That you hurt other people.
That you killed. Nobody worth anythin'.
I defended you.
Where's Lana? She's run out on ya.
She wouldn't do that.
She's not you. Am I? Looks like it.
Anton! Anton, I'll come with you to the Police. And...and we can deal with this together.
As a family!
Browser.
Log in.
1 new message.
Hi, My name is Karl Roebuck. I am one of the detectives working on your case.
Donna?
I just want you to know it's not too late.... You alright?
...and speak to us. I'm working on finding Saban. Call me on 077009008.
I'm sorry. I didn't want to disturb you. It's OK. They still haven't found your son yet?
No.
Well use it as much as you like. I got unlimited broadband. Ok? Goodnight.
Night-night. Bye now.
Charlie? Is that Charlie?
Yes?
It's only a few days until I find him something better.
Does Chaput know?
Could be seen as a case in front of you.
You think?
Where are we going?
The 1 hour ceasefire was between 3:00 and 4:00 PM,
which correlates with the time stamp on the photograph, but the guy's watch reads quarter past 5:00.
So it's from a different time zone?
Yeah. She's back in the room. Eastern European summer time.
Given the proximity, I checked out mountain traffickers from Bulgaria and Romania.
First name Dimitri. Got a match on this guy bastard in Calais, six days after Saban left Sarajevo, driving a meat truck.
Border control found kids in the back.
Handed them over to a French NGO and now defunct.
Last surviving board member Edith Dutale.
We get high fived if I wasn't so worried about you.
Saban...Saban Khasonovic.
Yes!
I remember them all.
Do you know what happened to him?
He died.
He was brought here on a meat truck.
It was so cruel...they left the refrigerators on.
Probably trying to bypass the heat sensors in Calais.
There were five children in there.
Four of them had hypothermia when they came to us.
Saban never recovered.
You keep records? Of course.
We wanted their families to be able to find them.
May I ask why are you looking for him now?
Excuse me. Just excuse me...for one moment.
Hello?
Lana?
Is that you?
Have you found him?
Look, ehh...I can't give you anything unless...
How's your colleague?
I didn't want to hurt him. I didn't want to hurt anyone.
I just needed to get away.
He's OK. Good.
Look, if you want to finish this...
you have to hand yourself in.
You've to get away from Anton.
We could meet if you like. Just the two of us.
I'll give you everything we got on Saban.
How can I trust you?
I can only promise, no one else needs to know.
We finished? I think...
Merci beaucoup. Thank you for your help. It's much appreciated.
Yes.
Goodbye. Goodbye.
Goodbye.
Fermez la porte s'il vous pla�t. Close the door.
You think maybe we can dig out a death certificate? I'm sure Phillipe can. I've to get back in there.
Why? What are you doing?
Do you need me on anything on the Pied Piper case?
No.
Then it doesn't concern you.
No. No.
Charlie! Charlie?
Hi guy.
In a moment.
Yes?
No!
Hello?
Hello?
Are you there?
Hello.
Olivier, thanks for calling back. What's going on?
Are you defecting back to Europe? Ha! I wish. Eh, no, eh, how...how are you?
Honestly? Bored.
Are ya? I'm sorry I can't help you with that.
Listen, I'm right in the middle of somethin',
I just wondered...if you spoken to Elise recently?
Why?
Ehh...hmm, why am I doin' this?
I'm...I'm concerned that she's getting too close to the Moreau case.
She promised me, she keep away from it and let the cold case team do their job.
Karl?
Do you know she has moved Jacques Moreau to her apartment?
Mr.Moreau!?
Hi. Oh! Christ!
Hi.
Interesting place to pick for a meeting.
I used to work here. I thought it was very grand at first.
A-ha.
I'm sorry about your son.
I looked you up.
Saban died in 1994.
I'm so sorry to have to tell you that.
How?
I've a colleague looking for his death certificate.
How did he die?
If it's true, then tell me.
Tell me!
You're trying to trick me. No.
Yes.
I just have to take this call.
Please excuse me.
Yes?
We've had an anonymous tipoff. A sighting of Lana Khasanovic.
What!?
Where?
Grand Burstin. Police is on it's way.
No! No!
This is from the gentleman...
I know!
For fuck sake!
IT'S A TRAP.
You have to trust me on this.
Please don't tell me you are gonna do something stupid.
No! No, Lana...please.
Lana?
Lana?
Lana? Lana?
Sorry. Lana?
Excuse me. Lana?
Move!
Jesus wept! I could've used your help today.
What a fuck...fuckup!
Did you hear?
I've been suspended.
What!?
What!? What for?
Moreau?
What!?
Because you and Olivier went behind my back.
If you had to say something, you'd have said it to my face.
OK. I did try to say it to your face but you shut me down.
Because friends are supposed to trust each other,
and clearly you didn't trust me to make the right decisions.
I was worried about you.
You don't have to be worried about me. I'm not a child.
Jacques Moreau is not Eryka Klein. It's not the same.
What happened to your face? Nothing!
Elise?
Elise? Cmon!
Elise?
And you're a fuckin' hypocrite!
How is this all the while I been doing, any different from what you been doin' with Lana Khasanovic?
At least that's a live fucking murder investigation...
this is a cold case from 8 years ago!
And perpetrators are still there abusing children.
I would never interfere with your life.
You wouldn't have to.
Really?
What's that supposed to mean?
Ask Maya. What!?
Elise? Elise?
Elise?
(Can't Help Falling In Love By Elvis Presley)
* Take my hand * * Take my whole life too *
I like your hair.
* For I can't help falling in love with you *
* For I can't help falling in love with you *
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