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The only reason you still have that hand...

is that you didn't know who you were raising it to.

Do you understand the Reptile yet?

-If he wants you dead, you're dead. -So why didn't he kill you?

I was straight with him.

I don't believe he's lost contact.

We have a chance to release him and tail him.

You promised to take me out of cover.

-But you forgot all about me. -What do you want, Vlasis?

Masatos turned up.

They got nothing out of him, so they let him walk.

They should have thrown you out, just like Vanortas.

-Listen... -No, Eleni. You listen to me.

Did your brother see your father's body?

No, I didn't let him see.

Take that piece of shit away...

or I'll put your head through the wall.

I want it here, front and centre.

I thought it might be time for you to return.

When should I start?

The burned man we found in the funeral parlour...

died three or four days before the explosion.

He signed a life insurance policy, while also insuring his business...

eleven months ago.

-Who is the beneficiary? -His daughter.

-Could I have some water? -Of course. One moment.

ZACHARIAS

If the body isn't Xylas', how did he get out?

The security cameras didn't record anyone coming out.

What about the owner?

He knows we're expecting him.

-That's what you say every time. -I understand your pain, sir.

He's wanted internationally.

-We came to... -To collect her things.

You didn't need to come so late.

I wanted to see him and speak to you, Mr Aivazoglou.

COSMOTE TV PRESENTS

Sophia is the floor monitor.

She is authorised to treat this patient.

Yesterday we performed a lumbar puncture...

to eliminate the possibilities of meningitis, encephalitis...

or a central nervous system hemorrhage.

Hasn't there been any change or improvement after all this time?

Unfortunately not.

Don't worry.

Patients in a persistent vegetative state...

can sometimes make involuntary movements.

They may open their eyes...

in response to an external stimulus...

or reflexively.

Isn't that a positive sign?

Look at this. This is the Glasgow Coma Scale.

It allows us to evaluate...

the functionality of the patient's nervous system...

as well as the coma's severity.

This patient has a score of 8.

So his condition is close to moderate.

Ms Lygerou, his condition is very serious.

Even if he recovered today, which would be almost impossible...

it would take him months to speak again...

if he ever spoke at all.

Almost impossible. You're not ruling it out.

If life has taught me anything, it's to never speak in absolutes.

In some rare cases, patients do make full recoveries.

However, most go on to exhibit permanent physical, cerebral...

cognitive and psychological impairments.

Some die.

Others remain in the same condition as long as the live.

So don't get your hopes up.

CHAPTER III THE PAST RETURNS

Your lawyer will be here soon.

-Your brother came by. -When?

He got away from CPS to see you.

CPS?

What's my brother doing with CPS?

He's a minor, Melina. Where else could he go?

To our mother's sister.

Why didn't he go to her? She loves us.

That sort of thing takes time.

Your aunt will have to file for custody.

It's a time-consuming process.

Even if she gets approved, he'll stay with CPS in the interim.

You won't help him like this.

What?

Your brother did what he did...

to protect you.

If you're incarcerated for life...

you won't help him achieve what he wanted.

I killed him.

So you'll go to jail for life.

And your brother will grow up in the system.

He doesn't understand what he's done.

He's a minor. He might not even be convicted.

And if he's convicted...

he'll be released at 18, having paid fully for what he did.

You'll have a chance to live normal lives.

He wanted to save you.

If you go to prison...

you'll achieve the opposite of what he wanted.

And he will be worse off.

I killed him.

The screwdriver that your father was killed with...

only bore your fingerprints.

Shouldn't it also have borne your father's?

You cleaned it carefully...

and then you picked it up.

Why would I do that?

To remove Dionysis' fingerprints from the screwdriver.

Dionysis saw your father's photo when he came into the room.

Inform me next time. Nobody comes in here!

-I'm sorry. It won't happen again. -Go.

I want to see Melina.

He didn't react.

Do you know why?

Because he had seen that image before.

He wasn't asleep that night.

He knew what your father was doing.

He couldn't stand seeing you suffer.

He entered the room with the screwdriver.

You're not helping him.

-This isn't helping him. -It's my fault.

He did it because of me. To protect me.

So let him take responsibility.

Help him understand what he did.

It's my fault!

No.

No, it's not your fault.

The only one at fault was that man.

He doesn't deserve to be called a father.

Nor does he deserve a brave daughter like you.

I'll inform your lawyer.

Then I'll arrange for you to see your brother...

and you'll go free.

Wear the shirt I bought you.

What will happen to the boy?

If he's found guilty, he'll stay in juvie until he comes of age.

Could he be found innocent?

-Why not? There's a precedent. -I hope so.

I doubt he'll come out of juvie better than he went in.

-He killed a man, Ioulia. -You call that a man?

Any news from the hospital?

No. They said we shouldn't be hopeful.

What will we do?

We can't hide him forever.

What are we talking about?

The Reptile doesn't know that the Doctor lives...

or that he's in our hands, correct?

-Correct. -We kept it a secret...

to stay a step ahead of the Reptile...

and interrogate the Doctor when he wakes up.

But he isn't waking up. The doctors say he never will.

So we have a problem.

The plan isn't working.

Plus, we're facing an ethical quandary.

What ethical quandary?

He may have next of kin. We can't hide him indefinitely.

Are you being serious right now? Nobody's come looking for him.

Besides...

what do ethics have to do with Borislav Ratko?

If that's even his real name.

Based on the evidence so far, we can't even be sure of that.

Let's all calm down.

Are you suggesting we should act like he would?

You want to announce he's alive...

so all his pals show up with flowers?

Yes, exactly.

Hello?

I'm listening.

Have Forensics set out?

Let nobody touch anything. We're on our way.

What happened?

A man was found dead in a gorge outside Athens.

Martha, will you go with Forensics?

Pantelis, we'll continue this later.

I have to see the commissioner.

So the boy killed his father...

to protect his sister...

and the sister confessed to protect the boy.

Exactly.

-What are you thinking about? -Those poor kids.

-Did you visit the hospital? -Yes.

His condition hasn't changed.

All our plans seem to be falling apart.

However...

I thought of something else.

I'm listening.

Studies have shown that many criminals...

including serial killers...

are able to understand their victims' emotions...

but unable to share them.

Therefore, they possess cognitive faculties...

but no emotional capacity.

This means they do not feel empathy...

towards their victims...

even though they understand their emotions.

It is important to note...

that they are indifferent to the pain of others...

and do not feel remorse over their own actions.

Here come the big city boys.

And the big city girl.

-Captain Karra, Homicide. -Lieutenant Poures.

But you can call me Themistoklis. What's your first name?

Has anyone tampered with the crime scene?

No.

Good evening, Danai.

I am well.

Yes, I know.

I couldn't.

Do you want to come by my house?

Can you be there in an hour?

I will be waiting.

Dimitris!

I didn't find you at your office.

Are you pleased with your first day back?

-Everything is fine. -You did well to come back.

It may seem overwhelming for now...

but it will do you good.

Our university needs you.

I've got good news.

Our friend Ilias Velissaratos is returning from America.

-When? -He'll be back in a few days.

Have a good rest.

-Good evening. -Hello.

I called to ask if Professor Lainis is here.

I was told he was. May I see him?

One moment.

I'm afraid he isn't answering.

Thank you.

OK, doctor.

I've arranged for transportation.

I might be able to do the autopsy today.

Should I call you when I'm done?

-Yes, call me. -Very well.

Thank you.

How's it going?

Someone has to watch the car until Forensics arrive.

Don't worry, I've sorted that out.

These aren't car tracks. They were left by a motorcycle.

People come up here to race on motorcycles and bikes.

I need photos of the tracks, too.

Between you and me, we're looking for a needle in a haystack.

But we'll do as you ask.

Did you know the victim, lieutenant?

There's only a handful of us here. Everyone knows everyone.

Giorgis was a good kid. Kinda dumb, but a good kid.

Let's go back to the station. We can talk in private there.

Dimitris.

Hey, boss. What are you doing here?

-Are you picking Eleni up? -Not exactly.

-Do you have time for a chat? -Yes, let's go.

Ilias is abroad.

Yes, I was told.

I went by your house and learned you moved out.

I went to the university, too.

I couldn't find you, so I called...

Why did you come, Sophia?

I needed to see how you were.

Dimitris...

it's not easy for me, either.

It wasn't then and it isn't now.

I entrusted everything to you.

And you left.

All this time, you didn't even call.

-What changed? -Is that what you think happened?

That I left because of your choice during the investigation?

-Isn't that what happened? -No, Dimitris.

No.

I left so as not to betray you.

I couldn't carry that burden...

as your partner.

When I ended our relationship...

it stopped being a burden.

It was just a secret that I had to keep.

And I kept it.

I could endure secrecy...

but not complicity.

You were right to go.

Why should you carry the weight of my decision?

Because you were the man I loved.

Consider this, then.

If you hadn't left...

you would be in Tonia's place now.

I know something else, too.

I think I should tell you.

I've been thinking about it for a long time...

and I feel you should know.

I'm listening.

The man who shot Tonia is at the hospital I work at.

He's alive.

I agree about Masatos.

-I doubt he's lost contact. -Everything's a mess.

Now I get why you couldn't wait to retire.

You're too young to talk like that.

-Your whole life's ahead of you. -Enough about me.

-What's going on with Eleni? -What do you think?

She humiliated me, as a professional and as a man.

She asked me to talk to you. She loves you.

-She should have told me. -Come on, Apostolos!

You saw what it was like. It was utter chaos.

The whole place was in an uproar.

You can't blame her, considering the circumstances.

Do you really think I want to feel this way?

Boss, it's eating you up. You love her.

What's the point in dwelling on it?

Have you visited Dimitris?

No.

You have to go see him.

I know, but I'm scared of the questions he'll ask me.

Questions about Tonia.

Just let it go.

-I gotta head upstairs. -Go on.

Apostolos...

it's been nearly two months since the incident.

If you're still thinking about it two months later...

you don't believe what you're saying.

Eleni loves you. You love her.

Don't be rash. Give it a bit more time.

I'm here for you.

Come in.

Come in!

Apostolos?

Your house keys.

What does this mean?

I'm leaving, Eleni. I'm going to the island.

Does this mean...

it's over?

Let's not make this into something bigger than it is.

I need time.

I think it will do you good to be alone for a bit.

I haven't been pleasant company lately.

If it means anything to you...

the worst day with you...

is still better than the best day without you.

Don't make this harder, Eleni.

What is all this, Apostolos?

I'm asking for a little time.

I see.

So you can't forgive me?

I love you. Isn't that enough?

Don't you feel it?

Goodbye, Eleni.

Sit.

I called you many times to see how you were.

I didn't expect you to answer today.

I expected an invitation to your home even less.

How are you, Dimitris?

Earlier...

my ex-partner, Sophia, was here.

Do you know why we split up?

She was the only person...

with whom I shared our secret.

She doesn't know who you are.

She only knows what you did.

And that I let you go.

She couldn't stand to be complicit.

Years ago...

I lost a person I loved.

And now I've lost another.

Tonia.

And I lost her because the police, my colleagues and my friends...

failed to protect her while I was in prison.

-You're right to blame me. -No!

I'm just tired of everyone asking me the same question.

"How are you, Dimitris?"

How am I supposed to answer?

Do you regret the choice you made then?

Do you regret letting me go?

Captain Karra found the medallion in my car.

Please photograph both sides of the medallion.

She returned it to me...

and advised me not to leave it in plain view.

She mentioned your name...

Danai.

They know all about us.

The only reason they haven't arrested you...

is because they would have to incriminate me to do it.

Clearly, they respect the fact that I'm grieving because of them.

They're waiting.

If I understand correctly...

you don't want to feel complicit anymore.

Dimitris, is that why you invited me here?

To tell me you'll hand me over to the police?

Call them.

Tell them to come.

Do it.

Leave!

What do you mean?

What will you do?

Never mind me.

I don't care what happens to me.

Take the medallion...

and leave the country.

Once, you asked me if I was at peace with myself.

I did.

You answered that you had calmed your rage...

but not your soul.

My soul left me when I did what I did.

Dimitris, my only homeland...

is my friends.

I could surrender to the police...

and get you out of this situation, but I can't do it now.

I still owe something to my Other Me.

No more experimenting with shift patterns, OK?

You can get back to work.

-Did you solve the problem? -Yeah, everything's fine.

-Did you talk to Martha? -She should be here soon.

All right. I'll be waiting for you in the investigation room.

Good evening.

I'm looking for Captain Karra.

She's absent. Can I help?

I wanted to ask her...

what's happening with my shop.

When can I get in and repair it?

When Forensics are done there.

Yes, I know that. I've heard it before.

But when will that be?

Is there any estimate? Will it be tomorrow? The day after?

A week from now?

Look, officer.

Everything happened next door to me...

not in my shop.

Why can't I have my shop back?

I'm drowning in debt, officer.

Unfortunately, I can't answer that.

But I can personally ask Forensics tomorrow...

to give you an estimate.

But I doubt it will take long.

Can I bother you again tomorrow?

Yes, tomorrow afternoon.

In the afteroon. All right.

Mr Melas, I have a question about the damage to your shop...

-and the wall that collapsed. -All right.

The landlord was making repairs to the shop...

before renting it to you.

Do you know if the repair crew caused any damage to the wall?

What crew?

The workmen who were hired for the repairs.

One of the workmen called me.

He said one of the walls had been damaged.

I told him "You damaged it! It's up to you to repair it".

There were no workmen.

Agisilaos tried to fix it up all on his own.

If I hadn't pressed him, he'd still be working on it.

He did the repairs himself?

Yes, all by himself.

Have you ever heard the saying "He's got crabs in his pockets"?

Agisilaos had crabs and their mothers, too.

Buckets full of them.

He's as close-fisted as it gets.

I kept going to the shop...

to ask him when I would be able to work.

Sometimes he would say that Antonis was out...

so he couldn't borrow power.

Or he would say it was my fault that he hadn't finished...

because I kept dropping by and slowing him down.

I had had enough. I told him I would repair it myself.

"Leave it as it is", I said. "I'll do it myself".

He only managed to paint the wall that's just collapsed...

and the wall next to that.

I did the rest. He didn't take a single cent off the rent.

What about the current repairs?

He said he'll handle them himself.

I told him "Make sure you hire workmen this time".

"I don't want this to take another year".

He agreed.

On the night of the explosion...

did you hear a thumping from the funeral parlour?

-What kind of thumping? -Anything that sounded odd.

-No, nothing. -And you didn't sustain any damage?

-No, none at all. -That's good.

-I'll be back tomorrow. -Tomorrow.

In the afternoon.

Goodbye.

Captain Karra is here, sir. They're waiting for you.

I'm on my way.

Giorgos Grigoriou's body had fallen into a gorge.

His car was parked near the gorge.

There was a box from a liquor store in the trunk.

The address on the box led me to a nearby village.

The owner of the liquor store remembered him.

That's all I have.

The ground where the car was parked...

bore other wheel tracks.

I asked for an analysis, but Lieutenant Poures says...

that people often go up there with motorcycles.

-Is that his name? Like puree? -Good evening.

Good evening, doctor.

We have the preliminary results for Giorgos Grigoriou.

He had consumed an incredible amount of alcohol.

What was the cause of death?

Brain contusions and spinal fractures...

caused by his fall.

I will examine him more closely...

but don't expect anything different.

Thank you, doctor. Anything else, Martha?

There were traces of blood on a stone and on the ground.

So what do you think happened?

Did he stop for a piss, trip, hit his head and fall in the gorge?

The stone wasn't near the gorge.

Pantelis, what did Melas want?

-Did Melas come here? -Just before you.

You weren't there, so he spoke to me.

What did he want?

He wanted to know when we'll be done with his shop...

so he can start repairs.

But when I asked him about the wall...

he completely contradicted Agisilaos Stroupas' story.

What do you mean?

When I asked Stroupas...

about the structure of the collapsed wall...

he said it had been damaged by one of the workmen...

who then repaired it.

Melas told me that Stroupas never hired workmen.

He said Stroupas repaired the shop himself.

Arrange a cross-examination.

Athina, do you have time for a drink after work?

You know how busy we are today. We'll see when we finish.

Put the glass down!

Guys! Hey! Stop it!

You piece of shit! Where's the Reptile?

Did you check your mother's house?

Where's the Reptile, asshole?

-Cut it out! -Where's the fucking Reptile?

-I'll fucking kill you, cocksucker! -Stop it!

ZACHARIAS

-Does it say "Zacharias"? -Yes.

What's up?

I found a phone number at Xylas' house...

when I spoke to his daughter.

It may or may not be a clue.

Hello?

When?

How badly was he beaten?

Which hospital is he going to?

Have him taken to Attica.

I didn't ask if they're receiving. I told you what you need to do.

I'll handle the rest.

Make sure he goes there. Bring the other one here.

What happened?

Vanortas beat Masatos.

What?

He attacked him in a bar. He beat him very badly.

The man's a fucking idiot!

Why did you send him to Attica?

Did you read Georgiou's article?

What article?

His article about the 18-year-old who killed her father.

The case you were covering.

He only just released it.

And we're still talking about the absent mother...

who was in a psych ward, by the way!

We're still talking about the family's goddamn poverty!

But it's OK! Everyone will be covering it soon.

With all kinds of details! It'll be all over the channels.

But how did Georgiou beat us to it?

Stories like this sell like crazy!

Are you losing your touch? I don't know what's wrong with you.

-You really are nuts. -Aren't you happy, Pantelis?

Masatos told you he'd find you without your badge one day.

You said "I'll take it off now if you're asking for it".

I don't have a badge. I ran into him.

He's always asking for it.

So what's your problem?

What did you gain?

Good evening.

Good evening, ma'am.

Pantelis, please leave us alone.

-Athina... -Please, Pantelis.

Silence, eh?

Are you using it...

to get me to talk first?

Is there any point in asking you why you beat Masatos?

Isn't your failure to lock him up reason enough?

Are you calling me incompetent?

It wouldn't be unfair to do so.

Seven people died at the Keratsini fiasco.

You've got some nerve calling anyone incompetent.

Did the Kallipoli case go any better?

That wasn't a fiasco.

Why did you let him walk?

Didn't you do the same at some point?

-I had a plan. -Who says I don't?

I didn't let him go so you could put him in a hospital.

-I know you think I'm incompetent. -You're a waste of potential.

An officer with your brains and abilities...

could have made the world a little better each day.

If you made peace with yourself...

you'd be one of our most valuable allies.

I don't need counselling, Athina.

Let's wrap this up.

Are you gonna keep me here or let me go?

Nikos...

I know that for a man like you...

it's hard to accept that you're not on the force.

But you'll struggle even more in prison.

Do me a favour. Don't get in our way again.

And stay away from Masatos.

I won't let you off next time.

Finally! Hello.

Do you want a glass? It's the wine you like.

What's wrong?

Christina, what's up?

Pantelis...

-Melina, the 18-year-old who... -Yes?

She confessed that her brother killed her rapist father.

-Right. -Right.

Why didn't you tell me?

I didn't know when you asked me.

Why didn't you tell me today, or when she confessed?

Christina, do you know how much I'm dealing with?

How many open cases we've got?

Right. So you forgot.

You forgot I'm covering the case.

Yes... No!

It's not my job to tell you about police matters!

When did we agree it was?

When you told me to stop getting in your way...

and I changed the way I work!

-When I listened... -I didn't tell you to stop!

You told me not to interfere.

I didn't mean...

You didn't mean you'd help me, right?

Come here! You're right.

You're right, I'm an idiot.

Listen, I don't want you to fall behind at work.

I'm sorry. What I'm dealing with leaves me no time to think.

Christina, what happened today could happen again.

You can't count on me for this when so much is going on.

But do your job as you've always done it.

-Are you sure? -Yeah. I want us to be OK.

That means there might be times when I'll get in your way.

I'll do as I did before.

I'll walk away to avoid the journalist.

The beautiful journalist.

Or I'll chase her way.

You'll do your job like you used to, and I'll do the same.

I want you to be OK. You're a genius.

Tell that to that idiot Georgiou.

-Who's that? -The guy who stole my story.

Motorcycle accident?

If you'd worn a helmet, you'd be fine now.

But you kids never think.

You get on those devil engines...

without a helmet or anything and trust to luck.

What do you think you are? The nine-headed Hydra?

You've only got one head, empty as it is.

If you break it, you're done. Goodnight, Vienna.

-Hey, grandad. -Yeah?

-How old are you? -What?

Deaf as a damn post.

I said, how old are you?

How old do I look?

Eighty-five?

Ninety-seven and a half.

You wanna reach 100 or have you lived enough?

You're ungracious and rude.

Well, you can go to hell.

Hey, grandad.

Did you eat a dead skunk? You better not slice the cheese.

Cut the cheese.

-Cut the cheese. -There, that's the right phrase.

The way you're lying, you're aiming right at me.

I survived Vanortas.

I don't wanna be killed by old man farts.

You're the last thing I need.

-Always so polite. -Don't mind him.

He's ungracious and rude.

-When do I get out? -You have two cracked ribs.

I also want to do a CT scan.

If the results are good, you'll be out tomorrow.

"Masatos"?

Yeah.

Any relation to Masato, the Japanese kickboxing champion?

Bite me.

This fucking guy...

You haven't eaten.

Don't you like the food?

Come again?

Don't you like the food? Shall I bring something else?

No, it looks fine.

It's just...

I can't...

You're right. I didn't think of that.

-What are you doing? -Helping you, sir.

First of all, don't call me "sir". I'm not any kinda sir.

OK. I'm helping you eat.

-You're gonna feed me? -Yes.

-No way, girl. -Maya.

-Suits you. -What do you mean?

I mean...

Look, I can't have you feeding me.

-Why not? -Because men should feed women.

-You're a bit old-fashioned. -That's the right way.

Fine. I'll feed you now, while you can't feed yourself.

When you get up, we'll see.

No, we won't see. Let's hash it out now.

When I get up, I'm taking you out to dinner.

I'll take you somewhere nice...

with fancy cutlery and glasses...

not some chophouse.

-Deal? -All right. Deal.

Fucking asshole.

-What? -Nothing.

Unsalted, I said. It's unsalted.

Shall we go for the CT scan?

-Christina! -Martha.

Good morning.

-What's up? -Good morning.

Nothing's up. I just wanted to ask something.

Can we go inside? It's chilly.

Thanks. Shall we go for a coffee?

I have to go to work. I don't have time.

OK. I'm listening.

Pantelis doesn't know that I came to see you.

I would prefer if he didn't know.

What's going on?

The night you found Ivanka dead...

Yes?

You testified that you went to the hotel with a friend.

She wasn't exactly a friend, but I wasn't alone.

Is this the woman you were with that night?

-Did something happen to her? -No, nothing.

-I'm just asking if it was her. -Yes, it was Danai.

How do you know her?

When I interviewed Theseus in prison...

I saw her visiting Lainis.

I trailed her and learned they were friends.

I asked her to assist my investigation.

We were both sure that Lainis was innocent.

-Did she help you? -Yes, as much as she could.

When was the last time you saw her?

That night.

The incident must have scared her. She disappeared.

I've had no contact with her since.

All right. Thank you very much, Christina.

Did something happen with Danai that I should know about?

No, everything's fine.

If she gets in touch with you, please let me know.

OK.

-Bye. -Have a nice day.

Why have we stopped?

We're just waiting for that stretcher to pass first.

See how they're pampering the bastard?

Chill out. They're doing their jobs.

This is a hospital.

It's not their job to coddle that asswipe.

He got that girl and a bunch of our colleagues killed.

They should just let him die.

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