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His condition is severe. Don't get your hopes up.

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

He didn't react at all.

Do you know why?

Because he had seen that image before.

It's my fault!

He did it because of me. To protect me.

A man's body was found in a gorge.

Martha, will you go with Forensics?

Did anyone tamper with the scene?

No.

Did he trip, hit his head and fall into the gorge?

The stone wasn't near the gorge.

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

The man who shot Tonia...

is alive.

Vanortas beat Masatos.

Why did you send him to Attica Hospital?

They know everything about us.

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

is that they would have to incriminate me, too.

Leave!

What will you do?

Do me a favour. Stay out of our way.

And leave Masatos alone.

Don't you like the food?

What?

-That girl, Melina... -Yes?

She confessed that her brother killed her rapist father.

When did we agree it was my job to inform you about police matters?

That night, when you found Ivanka...

you were with another woman.

Is this her?

Did something happen to her?

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I have nothing to add to what we've already told you.

Who is that man, officer?

Mr Dolakos. Tonia Dolakou's father.

-What's he doing here? -He was asking for news again.

Again? Has he been here before?

He's been coming in for a month.

We keep telling him the same thing. He sits there for hours.

-Hello, Mr Dolakos. -Hello.

We haven't met. I'm Detective Sklavis.

Pantelis Sklavis?

You were there, weren't you?

I was.

You shot the man who killed my daughter, didn't you?

-I did. -You saw her before she...

-Didn't you? -Yes, I saw her.

Mr Dolakos, there's no reason to inconvenience yourself.

If anything comes up, I'll inform you personally.

Did she say anything?

Pardon?

I want to know...

what were the last words out of her mouth.

Did she say anything?

Pantelis! Do something!

-Detective? -Pardon?

Did she say anything?

No, she said nothing.

CHAPTER IV THE IMMORTALITY OF DREAMS

Borislav Ratko isn't waking up, so we can't interrogate him.

So we need another plan.

You'll recall that when we learned that Masatos was beaten...

I ordered that he should be taken to Attica Hospital.

-Where the Doctor is. -Exactly.

I arranged for Masatos to see the Doctor.

-Did he see him? -He saw him.

Didn't he realise it was all set up?

I don't think so.

Now we're waiting to see what Masatos does?

If Masatos is still in contact with the Reptile...

he'll inform him that the Doctor lives.

What do we think his next move will be?

He'll kill him.

If that's the case, we have to move the Doctor.

We can't risk a massacre in the hospital.

We will discuss that another time.

Ioulia, let's review what we know about the Reptile.

Out of the entire team...

the only ones who still live, besides the Reptile...

are the Doctor, Masatos and possibly Simopoulos.

Why aren't you sure about Simopoulos?

He may have been killed.

You think the Reptile would kill Simopoulos?

Can you rule it out?

His closest partner, who set up his money laundering network?

-The others were his partners, too. -But they were disposable.

The Reptile infiltrated the police to rescue Simopoulos.

And sent the rest to their deaths.

-All except Masatos. -Exactly.

The men the Reptile sent to that warehouse...

were sent there to die.

Except for Masatos, who for some reason...

was ordered to leave when the slaughter began.

The Reptile rescued Simopoulos...

to learn everything from him and render him obsolete.

Right now, the Reptile has no use for Simopoulos.

If your reasoning is correct, Simopoulos has told the Reptile...

all he needs to know about the companies.

The Reptile has killed him and will try to kill the Doctor.

I'm only speculating about Simopoulos.

Ioulia, open the tab with the companies.

All right.

This is what we know so far.

Our investigation at the university...

revealed that the female students...

who were involved in the prostitution ring...

all got student loans from one of these three companies.

Some of the money they received from their clients...

was returned via bank transfer as loan repayments.

Exactly. That's where the laundering starts.

These three companies needed capital...

to authorise student loans.

They obtained commercial loans from other companies.

Said companies either belonged to or had borrowed from others...

which include businesses with real estate assets...

or even shipowners.

This leads us to the companies...

that are the beneficial owners of the rest.

In our initial investigation...

we discovered these companies through the students' deposits.

The funds were deposited in small quantities...

so as not to cause suspicion.

They ended up with different companies...

but essentially, in the same pocket.

The people who appear to own these companies...

have no idea about any of this.

They are poor residents of developing countries...

who are paid pennies for the use of their names and passports.

-They're the scapegoats. -Exactly.

The money trail ends here.

Over the past year, these companies...

have taken in over 30 million euros...

from prostitution alone.

You mean there's an equivalent setup...

for every activity?

-Obviously. -What about the rest?

Every two years, every company gets shut down...

and is left to be struck off.

What does that mean?

They're removed from the Companies Register...

along with all records of activity, depending on the country.

So you believe...

that after Simopoulos set up this headache-inducing system...

the Reptile would kill him instead of keeping him safe?

He won't be the only one tasked with this job, Pantelis.

If the Reptile doesn't need Simopoulos...

and plans to rebuild his network...

he'll shut down these companies and seek out new partners.

These companies are inert.

They know we found the connection and have halted their activities.

At least to the point...

that they're unable to support the Reptile's empire.

The Reptile is already under pressure.

We're not the only ones on his trail.

He also has rivals who want the territories he controls.

With so many loose ends, why would he care about the Doctor?

Staikos leaves nothing to chance. It's certain he'll make a move.

Pantelis, I want you to pay Masatos a visit.

Should I bring him flowers?

Ask him if he plans to sue over the beating.

Something like that.

If none of us go, he'll realise something's up.

What about the explosion at the funeral parlour?

We're at a dead end.

The evidence indicates...

that Antonis Xylas escaped from the explosion alive.

-And committed insurance fraud? -Probably.

But how did he get out?

The cameras show nobody exiting from the front.

The funeral parlour has no other doors or windows.

When I examined the shop next door...

I found a back door that leads into a nearby apartment block.

But the hole in the wall was made by the explosion.

Xylas couldn't have gone out that way.

What if it wasn't made by the explosion?

Forensics confirmed it was made by the explosion.

If it was made before the explosion...

Thanasis Melas would have heard the noise.

What if that's the real reason he went to see Xylas?

He would have testified that he was investigating a noise.

He told us he didn't hear a thing.

Also, the period of time between Melas leaving the shop...

and the moment of the explosion...

was too short for Xylas to open a hole and get out.

What about the contradiction...

between Stroupas and Melas' testimonies?

A workman 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.

I haven't managed to get a hold of Stroupas yet.

Ioulia...

did you look up the phone number from Xylas' daughter's house?

Yes. It belongs to a cemetery in Volos.

-A graveyard? -Yes.

Zacharias Boudouris is the manager.

He wasn't answering his phone. I'll call him again later.

Any news from the village, Martha?

Lieutenant Poures says that he spoke...

to Giorgos Grigoriou's friends and family...

but he didn't find anything out.

He asked me how we wish to proceed.

According to the forensic report...

the blood on the stone belonged to Giorgos Grigoriou...

but no prints were found on the stone.

As the stone was not close to the gorge...

if Grigoriou slipped and hit his head on it...

it would be impossible for him to fall where we found him.

Someone probably hit him and threw him into the gorge...

but there were no fingerprints anywhere.

We found many tire tracks...

but they all match a variety of motorcycles.

I see.

Please review the testimonies taken by Lieutenant Poures...

and see what we can do.

Pantelis, when we find Stroupas...

have him and Melas cross-examined.

OK.

Is that food for Marikaki?

Marikaki isn't here anymore.

Is she with you?

Espresso shot, no milk.

Hello, Christina. Thank you for coming.

I've called you. I've texted you.

-What was there to say? -"Hi, Christina. How are you?"

Normal things people say.

You asked for my help. I gave it to you.

I remember. That's why I'm here today.

I'm glad, because now I'm going to ask a favour of you.

Danai, the police are asking about you.

-Pantelis? -No.

Not Pantelis, oddly enough.

Detective Martha Karra...

showed me your photograph and asked if I know you.

-Did she say anything else? -No.

I think she's looking for you...

because of that night at the hospital...

after which you disappeared.

Thank you.

I know they're looking for me. Dimitris told me.

Dimitris Lainis?

How is he?

Christina...

have there been any developments?

-Have the police found anything? -There's nothing, Danai.

Things are at a standstill.

We can't do anything. I don't want to get involved again.

Look.

What's that?

The promise of an exclusive story that many would kill for...

if you help me.

I want you to hide them...

until I tell you their story.

Look, all I know is that Masatos has turned up.

Who is that?

One of the Reptile's partners.

He escaped from the skirmish in Keratsini.

-And? -Nothing.

Vanortas beat him up. He's in hospital.

Did Masatos land a decent punch, at least?

I don't know.

Pantelis doesn't tell me anything. It's like pulling teeth.

-I didn't want to trouble you. -It's no trouble.

-If you don't mind, I have kept... -I don't mind.

My wife says that people's memories live on in their belongings.

She's grieving. So I go along with that.

-How are you, Mr Aristos? -How do you think?

I go to the police every day. They just say the same thing.

-Do you talk to them? -Not anymore.

She wanted to be a painter, but I wouldn't let her.

I wanted her to pick a job...

that would offer her security in life.

Isn't that funny?

What breaks my heart is that she did nothing wrong.

She wasn't drunk. She didn't run a red light.

She wasn't mixed up with criminals.

She did nothing to bring about her own death.

Tonia did nothing wrong.

I don't know who's at fault, Dimitris.

All I know is that my child died before me.

So every sin I've committed in this life...

and every sin I'm going to commit has already been paid for.

I met Detective Sklavis today.

I asked him if Tonia said anything.

I asked him what her final words were.

-What did he say? -Nothing.

He said she didn't speak.

But I don't believe him.

URCHIN, I NEED TO SEE YOU. IT'S URGENT. MASATOS

I see they removed the bandages. Good for you.

-I'm getting out tomorrow. -Great!

-You haven't eaten again. -I was waiting for you to feed me.

It's hot.

All right. I'll blow on it.

Hospital soup got real tasty all of a sudden.

I feel soft inside.

All right.

I'll leave you the apple...

since the hospital soup has gone cold.

Maya...

you make me feel soft inside.

That's very sweet.

Will I see you tomorrow, before I leave?

Yes. I'll be here.

Goodnight.

God, I'm sore.

What a nightmare that was!

Nice going.

"You make me feel soft inside".

Tell me, is that what you call a pickup line?

Were you lying awake and listening, you old fart?

What else can I do?

You think you'll score with her using a line like that?

She told me it was very sweet!

What else could the poor girl do? Throw up on you?

So how did you get girls, grandad?

I had my way.

So where are they now?

What do you mean?

I've been here two days and nobody's visited you.

You're a lonely old man.

So keep your advice to yourself.

Yes.

You're right enough. I'm a lonely old man.

You know why, tough guy?

I knew how to get women, but not how to keep them.

I was uncompromising, like you. A real maverick.

I never gave an inch, to anyone.

You know what happens in the end, if you only live for yourself?

You die all alone...

and the neighbours find you when you start to stink.

Anyway.

If you want to call someone...

the phone's in the drawer.

And as you already know...

it's unlocked.

-Rest up, grandad. -Thank you. Bless you.

Are you ready?

Yeah.

I came to say goodbye. I have to dash.

Yeah, I understand.

This is good stuff.

Good.

Get well soon.

-Take care and... -Thanks.

Thanks for everything.

I thought...

Well, you know, if...

If you've got time...

If you can...

If you want...

could you...

Could you...

Give him your number and let him take you out...

so he gets a chance to feed you too.

What's that?

He's taking too long, so I'm saying it for him.

I left my phone downstairs, so I can't save your number.

Just write yours down for him!

You're right.

Hey, find out if she's got a girlfriend.

You can set me up and we'll go on a double date!

-Grandad... -Yes?

You're a hell of a guy.

Go on, beat it! And take care of yourself.

-Get well soon. -And make sure to wear a helmet!

Strike while the iron's hot!

Go on, my son!

What's up, Masatos? Out already?

Yeah. Why?

Did they send you to put me back inside?

Masatos, you know full well how I feel about you and your ilk.

Oh, it's mutual, baby.

But what Vanortas did was fucked up.

I think you need the crap kicked out of you...

and I wish I'd done it myself.

Maybe you'd learn you're on the wrong side.

But I'd never do it.

Nobody sent Vanortas to beat you up.

Tell him to watch his back and make sure I don't run into him.

And tell him not to brag.

He'd be walking outta here today if he hadn't hit me from behind.

I didn't come here to make conversation.

I came to ask if you want to sue.

You can see that unlike you, we defend even your rights.

Gee, thanks, Pantelis. I'm so touched.

No, I'm not gonna sue. I'm just levelling with you.

Tell him to never come near me again.

He's lost his badge...

and I've got eyes in the back of my head.

I've told you before, but I don't think you get it.

I've never killed anyone.

But if he comes near me again, I might just start with him.

The end is approaching, Masatos.

When that end comes, I'll be there.

Wow. That sent a shiver right down to my balls.

You want anything else or can I go?

Get well soon.

Mr Masatos! Good, you're still here.

Your X-rays and your CT scan.

Hey, Pantelis.

No, I haven't found Stroupas.

He lives outside Athens. Is that the address you want?

OK, give me a sec.

Get going and I'll send you the exact location. Yeah.

Hi, Martha. Everything OK?

I'm on the way to Stroupas' house. That's why I called.

What's the name of the village you're in now?

Do you know where I'm going?

Yeah, but where's Stroupas' house?

In Zampeti.

The next village over from where you are.

You moved there for good?

That was my intention.

It's all a bit hazy now.

I need time to think.

I can think better here.

Mr Barasopoulos, I wanted to tell you...

not to miss even a moment with the people you love.

Forever doesn't last long, sometimes.

Yes, you're right.

How are things at the university? I heard you went back.

I'm all right. Thank you.

I'm glad to hear it.

Dimitris, my house is open to you if you ever want to visit.

The island is paradise on Earth.

If you feel the need, don't think twice.

Thank you very much. Goodnight.

Howdy, neighbour.

So, you're investigating Dilofo and I'm investigating Zampeti.

-Did you find anything? -I just got here. You?

Lieutenant Poures told me that he learned...

that Grigoriou bought a bulldozer shortly before his death.

-A bulldozer? -Yes, second-hand.

He told the seller that it was a gift for his father.

He paid 75,000 euros for it.

75,000 euros? What was the kid's job?

He helped his father occasionally.

Anyway.

I visited the seller.

I managed to find out that he paid in cash.

75,000 euros in cash?

-When did this happen? -A couple days before he died.

Mr Stroupas, are you there? I'm Detective Sklavis!

Evening, ma'am. Our guy just stepped out.

He just got into the taxi I heard him call for a bit earlier.

All right. Understood.

OK.

What's up, Urchin? It's been too long, man.

Talk, Masatos.

I'd rather talk directly to the Reptile.

And I wanna have kids with Laetitia Casta.

-You see that happening? -Real funny, smartass.

Talk, Masatos.

The Doctor's alive.

-You're sure? -I'm sure.

How do you know?

I saw him in the hospital with my own eyes.

They put some shitty piece of metal in his skull.

He looked like an alien.

They were bringing him back from a CT scan.

Who turned your face into a Picasso painting?

Vanortas. He fought dirty.

Didn't they kick his ass out?

In or out, he's persistent.

The man's obsessed. He's looking for the Reptile.

Listen, Masatos.

These are your orders.

Lock yourself up in your house.

Don't go outside.

Not even to buy cigarettes.

-For how long? -Until you're told otherwise.

-You got that? -Yeah.

-You got that? -Yeah, I fucking got that!

Hey Masatos!

Someone's been tailing us in a black jeep.

Hi, Ioulia. I'm listening.

Did you speak to him?

What did he say?

OK.

Please send me the exact location.

Thank you.

What's up?

Ioulia spoke with Zacharias Boudouris...

who manages the cemetery in Volos.

And?

He's been trying to get in touch with Xylas.

He was expecting to receive a body.

Was it going to be buried in Volos, but never arrived?

-Yeah, it never arrived. -What are you thinking?

The same as you, Pantelis.

We have an unidentified body that doesn't belong to Xylas.

In Volos they're waiting for a body that Xylas never sent.

Pantelis, we're halfway up the road.

We can go back to Athens or drive up to Volos.

What do you say? Shall we check it out?

Will Boudouris be there?

Tell Ioulia to let him know we're coming.

I'll get Poures to call Forensics here.

We can go.

Hold on, pal! You want something?

-You eat hotdogs? -Excuse me?

That moustache is fucking wasted on you.

Answer me before I bite your goddamn throat!

You eat hotdogs?

Sure.

You know where my house is. Spare me the cab fare.

Start driving! They're getting cold.

They'll be no good if the mayo goes hard.

Take your helmet off!

-What are you doing here? -What's it to you?

-I asked you a question. -Get your hands off me.

-What do you want with Masatos? -Who? What are you talking about?

The guy you've been following since he got out of the hospital.

I don't know what you're saying! And you're not a cop.

It seems you know who I am.

What you don't know is what I'm capable of.

So stay out of my way and don't let me see you again!

Get out of my way.

I'll know where to find you.

I won't have to look very hard to find you.

If I Google the word "failure", you'll be the top result.

So only unidentified bodies get buried here?

That's right.

Are you sure that the last body...

which you never received from Antonis Xylas...

was unidentified?

Those were the only bodies Xylas sent me.

Xylas had more service contracts than any other contractor I know.

What's a service contract?

This is how the system works.

Funeral homes sign contracts with municipalities and hospitals.

These contracts concern unidentified people...

who nobody comes looking for when they die.

The municipality is informed...

and has the body transported to a hospital.

Then they email the funeral homes they have contracts with.

The funeral homes make offers.

The one that makes the lowest offer handles the funeral.

Could a funeral home in Athens...

sign service contracts with municipalities or hospitals...

outside its own municipality?

No, only local funeral homes are eligible for contracts.

-So he sent you bodies from Athens? -Yes.

-Is that allowed? -Sure.

If there's no available space, bodies are just sent elsewhere.

Do cases like that pay well?

Between 400 and 500 euros, at most.

So funeral contractors...

aren't tripping over each other to get these jobs.

Right. But...

if someone's figured out a way to make a profit, good for them.

What I mean to say is that Xylas may have found a way.

Why do you say that?

The body I was waiting to bury in this empty grave...

would have been Xylas' second unidentified body this month.

Why would he do that, if he wasn't profiting?

Did he have that much money to spare?

And in return for 400 or 500 euros...

he would handle the funeral and transportation costs?

What can I say?

For how long have you worked with Xylas?

At least seven years.

How often did he send you unidentified bodies?

That depends. He's sent many over the past seven years.

Some have been exhumed. Some are about to be.

These five are the most recent.

How recent?

This one was buried around 20 days ago.

The next one over has been here a bit longer.

The rest were buried over a year ago.

I'll call Athina.

-Can I ask something unrelated? -Go ahead.

Do you ever get used to this job?

You can get used to anything.

Plus, I've got job security.

Everyone ends up here eventually.

If someone invites me for a coffee in Athens...

I hop on my bike and go.

I leave nothing for tomorrow.

-Did you talk to Athina? -Yes. We have to open the graves.

You want to exhume them?

All five of them?

Open this one, too.

I had no idea. We buried them exactly as we received them.

Ma'am, come and see this one! He's in the same condition.

They're all the same.

-They're missing organs. -Obviously.

At first glance...

the man who was buried around 20 days ago...

doesn't look like he's been dead 25 days.

What do you mean?

I will answer officially after the histologic examination.

Unofficially, I'm saying he died months ago.

We have to find out more.

I suggest we take away the three bodies we've exhumed.

One is in an advanced stage of decay.

Exhume the rest, too...

to see whether they're in the same condition.

But there's no point taking them. Just send me these three.

I guess that rules out the insurance fraud theory.

Organ trafficking. We're all thinking that, right?

What else?

Every single body was gutted and hollowed out.

Could that be why Xylas sought out cases like this?

Let's sort out transportation for the bodies and head back.

Have you two slept at all?

I slept for two hours in the car.

I'll sleep in a graveyard when I'm dead.

Until then, there's no way.

Don't worry, Athina. I'm fine.

We were waiting for the court order all night.

Hello?

Good morning, Lieutenant.

No, it's not a bad time. Go ahead.

When?

There's no need. I'll come over. Thank you.

That was Lieutenant Poures. Minas Tsapis was reported missing.

Who's Minas Tsapis?

One of Giorgis Grigoriou's two friends.

-I'll head over. What will you do? -We'll all go together.

Pantelis, call Ioulia.

Tell her to find out...

which hospitals Xylas had contracts with.

Check them out when we get back.

Where are you?

Meet me in one hour, at the usual spot.

He was officially reported missing just before I called.

His mum says he went missing two days ago.

-So why did she report it today? -She called me yesterday.

She said Minas hadn't returned home.

It wasn't the first time, but she was worried because...

he wasn't answering her calls.

I told her to wait for 24 hours to pass.

If she didn't hear from him, I would file an official report.

-And the third member of the group? -Sideris?

I called him. No response.

I called his workplace. They said he has the day off.

If I can't get hold of him, I'll go to his house.

Don't worry. I'll talk to him.

What about Stroupas?

I went to his house when the detective notified me.

-Did you search the building? -As instructed.

Forensics took fingerprints.

They'll send you the results.

The various valuables and electricals...

were all in their places.

I don't know if anything else was stolen.

-But... -But what?

The house looked like it had been bombed.

-Do you know Stroupas? -He lives in the next village over.

But he has land between the two villages...

and he checks on it from time to time.

-He checks on the land? -Yeah.

He comes and picks olives and oranges from his trees.

He makes sure nobody trespasses.

People take their property very seriously here.

Doesn't he hire people?

Sure, but he hires two or three for a ten man job...

and works himself to the bone along with them.

He's a bit tight-fisted.

That's how he built up a fortune. He doesn't have kids.

I don't know what he'll do with that money.

BRUTAL SKIRMISH IN KERATSINI

NIKOS VANORTAS DISMISSED

ATTICA HOSPITAL

YOUNG WOMAN KILLED

I only saw you twice in all my years in Special Crimes.

When you made me an undercover cop and when I asked to stop.

Did you have to leave for us to see each other every day?

Are you gonna bug me about that every time you see me?

You want me to call your superior officer?

What, now? Forget it.

He'll send me to Vourvourou if he so much as hears you.

Vourvourou isn't bad, mind. There's no place like Chalkidiki.

-Cut the bullshit, will you? -Tell me what you want.

I need two things.

First, I want you to look into this woman.

Who's this?

If I knew who she was, you wanker, would I ask you to track her down?

She's getting in my way. I caught her tailing Masatos.

I don't know what her game is...

but something smells fishy.

OK, got it. What's your second request?

There's another photo in there.

Investigate that taxi.

I want to know who owns it, who drives it...

and what their shift patterns are.

OK.

But don't call me a wanker again.

-Hello? -Hello, Dimitris.

Danai?

What's your ex called? The one I saw at your house?

-Why do you ask? -Tell me.

-Sophia. -What's her surname?

Sophia Spanou.

Did something happen to her?

Did she come to tell you...

that Borislav Ratko, the Doctor, is alive?

How do you know that?

I asked you to leave. I don't...

Goodbye, Dimitris.

This is Mr Xylas' contract with our hospital.

Which primarily concerns unidentified individuals...

and homeless people with no next of kin?

Not primarily.

It exclusively concerns the people you mentioned.

The rest are taken care of by their families.

I assume Xylas wasn't the only one who had such a contract with you.

-Am I right? -Yes.

We have contracts with many funeral homes.

Who do you call when you receive an unidentified body?

We usually receive such bodies from the municipality.

We inform the municipality.

They email the funeral homes they have contracts with.

Whoever makes the lowest offer gets the job.

You had about seven such cases over the past year, correct?

We had exactly seven.

Isn't it odd that Xylas took all seven?

-No. -But it has to mean something.

It means he made the best offers.

I can guess your next question.

It's not my concern or my job to know how he made his living.

Talk to the mortuary staff, if you like.

They have more dealings with the funeral homes.

I don't care how much you skim off. That's not what we're asking.

What can I say?

When someone dies, we call the stiff stackers...

if they're not here already.

They talk to the relatives.

If they seal the deal, we get a small cut.

Did you have that arrangement with Xylas, too?

Yeah.

When was the last time you saw him?

I don't remember.

About ten days ago. He came to collect a body.

-Did he pay you? -No.

The body was unidentified.

He argued with Biniotis that day.

Who is Biniotis?

That's him.

He runs a funeral parlour.

Biniotis and Xylas have more contracts than anyone else.

He's collecting today.

Good for him.

Yeah, it's true. We had an argument.

He was hogging all the unidentified bodies.

We heard he made the best offers. Why is that bad?

The municipality covers funeral costs for such cases.

Between 400 and 500 euros, at most.

We all chased after jobs like that.

But you can't make money from them. Why is everyone so keen on them?

Of course you can make money from them.

Instead of mahogany...

we use cheaper coffins made of... You know?

The priest takes 50 euros.

We can usually pocket half of the 500.

Regular funerals pay better, but it's still something.

A bunch of us funeral contractors had agreed to share cases.

One of us would offer 495 euros, for example...

while the rest would offer 500.

We took care of the bodies and made a bit of money.

Everyone was happy.

-So what happened? -Suddenly, we were losing jobs.

When they started piling up, I got suspicious.

Then the municipality said they'd review my contract...

because I was too pricey.

I looked into it.

I saw that Xylas was making 100 or 200 euro offers.

I went up to him and said...

"I don't know what you're up to, but you can't offer these prices".

"You're making us look like arses and costing us our contracts".

I explained the agreement and invited him to join.

He refused. He said he'd made a promise to his dead mum.

Total horseshit. Something else was up.

I told him "I don't buy that".

"You want us to close up shop for your dead mum?"

"If she didn't like farts, would we stitch our arses shut?"

"Something else is going on".

"I am no fool".

"I'll dig up your dirty secrets".

"You'll be all over TV. I'll have you on the run!"

You threatened him.

No. I just had words with him.

-And what happened? -What do you think, officer?

The explosion happened two or three days later.

The man's dead. What else is there to say?

-Is Ms Spanou on this floor? -She's in the staff room.

Can I help you?

-You can't come in here. -Are you Sofia Spanou?

-Yes. Who are you? -A friend of Dimitris.

-Dimitris sent me. -Dimitris?

He wants to confirm what you told him.

I don't understand.

He wants to confirm that Borislav Ratko...

is truly alive.

-Why? -How should I know?

-Doesn't he believe me? -He asked me to confirm it myself.

-Doesn't he believe what I said? -I don't know.

Call him, if you like.

Nobody aside from the nursing staff is allowed in his room.

That's easily solved.

I'm an anaesthesiologist.

You'll go in and do what you need to do.

I will accompany you.

We'll go inside, you'll do your job...

and we'll be out in two minutes.

-Good evening, ma'am. -Good evening, Mrs Marouda.

Have they left you alone today?

They're all on assignment.

Loneliness is an awful thing.

Solitude is not, however.

True. It's a matter of perspective.

Here are the results from the funeral parlour.

Thank you.

I'll be in my office.

If you need any clarification, don't hesitate to call on me.

-Have a good day. -You too.

Nice idea telling the police officer I was a physiotherapist.

I've administered the antibiotics. You've seen him.

I can't see him well from here. May I approach?

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