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Wish I had a garden like that.

I read something, once...

about the smell of
freshly cut grass.

That beautiful scent we all love.

It's a distress call,
would you believe?

When it gets cut,
it lets all these chemicals out,

trying to seal its wounds,
fills the air with shit.

Even turns into smog.

Poor bastard's screaming
its head off in pain

while we're all drinking Pimm's
and doing cartwheels on it.

WHISPERS: What are you thinking,
Lucas?

Underneath all this?

Are you screaming?

Are you even there any more?

If you can hear me...

if you are there, I'm so sorry.

I'm so, so sorry.

SHE SOBS

FOOTSTEPS APPROACH

- It's time.
- Yeah.

Uh, thanks for letting me...

HUBBUB

MEN LAUGH RAUCOUSLY

Are you going to come in?

Just come in.

What?

You just look like someone,
that's all.

And this was the first time
you saw her?

Yeah.

Months ago, now.

It was like staring at a phantom.

Like someone was playing
the cruellest trick on me.

My daughter Lucy...

died...

five years ago.

She worked in Amsterdam,
in the red light district.

She killed herself.

I didn't, er...

deal with it.

Christ.

When I saw Natalie,
I thought it was Lucy.

Swear to God.

My Lucy.

It was her.

My little girl.

As fucked up as that sounds.

So we just talked.

Sometimes we didn't.

Sometimes I'd pay her just to
sit there and let me look at her.

Sometimes I'd hold her,
and stroke her hair,

and pretend she was back with me.

It's pathetic, isn't it?

No.

It's human.

Same thing.

After a few months,
I'd been there every night.

And, uh, one night,
I was there as usual.

And she told me she'd overheard
the Brigada Serbilu talking.

I hear the things
they say to each other.

They do their business in one of
the empty rooms in the building...

thinking the women who work here
are too stupid to pay attention.

But I pay attention.

She heard about some money.

Some money!

A million euros...

in cash.

The Brigada were moving it,

and Natalie knew when and where
it would be and...

The two of you decided
to take it for yourselves?

Not for ourselves.

I didn't want a penny. Nor did she.

Three months ago, Natalie's sister
Cristina came to visit her here.

She'd run away from home.

Natalie tried to tell her
to go back to Krakow

because she didn't want
her around...

this world, you know?

One night Cristina went out,
didn't come back.

Nobody knew where she was.

What happened?

They took her sister.

They trafficked a 15-year-old girl.

What am I going to do?

She-she-she's my sister.
She...

She's my little sister.

This... It is my job
to look after her and...

I know.

I know.

You are the only one that does.

She asked me for my help.

I was the only one she trusted.

She said the keys would be
on the floor somewhere outside.

The only thing
I had to do was turn up.

Natalie wanted
the money as leverage.

She was going to tell the Brigada
she'd only give it back

if they returned her sister.

A lot of the girls
they take are sold, so...

why not buy her back?

That is quite a thing to do.

To take this risk
for somebody you don't know.

Well, I did it for Lucy.

I know it doesn't makes any sense.

You wanted to save Cristina.

The way you couldn't
save your own daughter.

Maybe.

Anyway, I gave it all to Natalie.

A million euros.
I didn't take a thing.

I don't care about money.

And it wasn't for me,
after all, was it?

And I thought that would be
the end of it.

Nothing's that simple, is it?

Er...

I will talk. You will listen.

Yeah.

Do you not enjoy your job?

I-I-I-I barely have one any more.

You see, I believe it is important
people enjoy their jobs.

Perhaps if you enjoyed your job
more, you wouldn't have done this.

You wouldn't have taken from me.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

There was a camera in the van.

Listen, I don't
have your money any more.

I can get it back.
I can get it back.

This is not a negotiation,
you understand?

I need all of it back.

Every last cent.

This was taken this morning.

He was out collecting shells

on the beach.

Every... last... coin.

Or I will remove your father's head
from its body and send it to you.

Do you understand me,
Edward Stratton?

Yeah.

And then your ex-wife, Clare.

And everyone you love.

And you should know this...

I like my job.

The things just seemed
to get harder and harder.

And my options seemed
so narrow that I...

couldn't move.

Doesn't matter who you are,
or who you think you are...

they'll cut right through you.

They'll cut through you,
and they'll find your Achilles heel,

they won't just snap it, they'll...

rip it to shreds with their fucking
teeth, then they'll find more.

And they will find chinks in your
armour you never even knew existed.

They found me.

They know who I am.

They know I took their money.
They want it back.

And they're not in the mood
to negotiate.

Then we have to leave.
Right away.

No. Natalie, they're not
just going to let us

turn around and walk off
into the sunset.

We made a mistake. We got caught.

It's over.It can't be.

They are threatening my father,
they have photographs of him,

- we need to give it back.
- And what about my family?

What about Cristina?
I need... I need to find her!

I tried to help you, OK?
And it didn't work.

I'm not going to watch as the people
I love die because I screwed up.

Do you understand?
Give me the money.

- I cannot do that.
- Where did you put it?

- What are you doing?
- Where did you put the money?

Stop. Stop it, please.

Stop it! Stop!

Is this it?

24 hours later,
I walked into my house.

There it was.

My father's head on
the kitchen fucking table.

I just stared at it
for the longest time.

Then I thought about
calling the police.

And then I thought about Clare...

and the other people
they might hurt.

I had to pick up my own father's
head and put it in the basement

so that the neighbours wouldn't see.

Can you imagine that?

You said you...

you were struck from behind
by a baseball bat?

Yes, a metal one with a...

bright yellow handle. Why?

I cannot place it, I'm sorry.

The story of my life these days,
it seems.

Forgive me... go on.

Well, I was running out of options,
so I went to the police.

I thought, if I could
at least find her,

I could tell her about my father,
I could make her understand.

If I knew where Natalie was,

then at least I'd have
a chance of finding the money.

But you must have known
this pretence couldn't last.

No, of course not, it just needed to
last as long as it took to find her.

Natalie told me none of this
when I found her.

She probably thought if you
found out the truth, you'd tell

your friends in the police and then
someone would confiscate the money.

Why didn't she just run?

She said she had to
prepare for her departure.

You didn't believe her?

If you must leave,
you leave, don't you?

I don't know.

All I do know is that
you're not safe, Julien.

Neither of us are.

What do you mean?

Constantin called.

Said he'd met your wife.

He knows where your family are.

SPEAKS FRENCH

Hello? Celia?

This is Julien Baptiste.
I need a car to be sent

to an address in Amsterdam.

Julien Baptiste.

- My daughter's place.
- OK.

Excusez...

Excusez...

I'm Julien Baptiste.

I'm the one who made the call.

This is my daughter's place.

- The place was empty when I arrived.
- How long ago?

Maybe 40 minutes.

Excuse me.

Hello?

CAR RATTLES

ENGINE SPUTTERS AND DIES

SPEAK DUTCH

ENGINE TURNS ON

SPEAK DUTCH

RADIO IS ON

What happened?

Well, I couldn't see his face
on the entry phone.

But the moment I opened the door,

I recognised him.

I saw him at the supermarket
the other day.

He was... He was friendly.

Too bloody friendly, I-I-I knew
there was something about him,

I knew, but I just didn't say.

Take your time.

Well, I didn't...
I didn't think, really, I just...

I just... slammed the door.

Not enough time to keep him out,
but enough time to run.

Knocking over half of
Sara's flat as I went.

I just kept running.

You know, staying in areas that
were as public as I could find.

This... This was the first place
I saw with CCTV.

With people.

Did this man have an accent?

He's from the Brigada Serbilu.

God, it's strange how it hits you.

I was reacting, you know.

Now... Now I'm here, now I think
about what could have happened...

I think what, what if Sara...

I never expected this investigation
would lead to such a place.

If I had known...

- We have to go to the police.
- Yeah.

There is someone I must call.

Hello?

You need to come now and meet
with us at the station in Amsterdam.

Mr Baptiste,

your wife's description matches a
gang member named Constantin Baracu.

That is the man who has been
threatening Edward Stratton.

The Brigada Serbilu
have a long reach.

And they won't stop
until they have their money.

You and your family need
to go back to France, Julien.

And to be sure, you should
arrange extra security.

My family have
a life in this country.

I cannot just ask them to leave.

Let me find a safe house here, then.
We can arrange protection.

Ah, thank you. I would prefer
to make such arrangements myself.

But you need to realise
that this could be long-term.

Edward.

I'm outside.

I'm sorry,
I got here and I couldn't...

I couldn't come in.

The man who has been threatening you,
Constantin, they can bring him in.

With my wife's evidence and yours,
they can make a case.

He cannot hurt anyone from prison.

And you think they won't
just send someone else?

And then what's going to happen?

They'll kill my ex
like they killed my fucking dad,

and that will be on me.

I can't let anyone else die.

I cannot be responsible
for any more death.

You just need to tell them
what happened to your father.

Let forensics conduct
an examination on his remains.

What, like Constantin's going to be
stupid enough to leave evidence?

Well, everybody makes mistakes, no?

Look, tell them. Tell them.

They can go to my house,
they can do all the tests they want.

The only thing that matters to me
is getting the money

and giving it back
before they hurt anyone else.

Like your family.

I am taking steps to make sure
they're safe.

For how long? Wherever you take
them, you can't hide forever.

- Not if you want to live your life.
- That man threatened my wife.

The idea of him walking around
is more than I can bear.

We must try everything, we must
work with the police if we can.

And you think
if the police find that money first,

they're just going to hand it in?

You do what you have to

for your family.

I am truly sorry that
I dragged you into any of this.

I am.

THEY SPEAK OWN LANGUAGE

So, where is he?

He wouldn't come in.

He left these.

He gave permission for you
to search his house.

There you will find the remains
of his father in the basement.

OK. Erm, I'll organise a team.

Where are we?

SPEAK FRENCH

Merci, Jean-Francois.

SHE SIGHS

So, stop sitting here
feeling sorry for yourself.

Find that money and return it.

That's all they want
from you, right?

The police are involved.

I cannot interfere
with what they are doing.

I'm sure Martha's doing her best.

But do you really believe
what she has in mind...

arresting Constantin...

you honestly believe that's
going to ensure that we're all safe?

No.

Then find the fucking money,
Julien.

Fast.

Hold on.

Hey, Julien?

I have an idea.

About where we might
start to find the money.

Yeah? Where?

Can you meet me
outside Lina's room at 8am?

OK, I'll be there.

SPEAKS DUTCH

It's really you?

SPEAK ROMANIAN

Dragomir has died.

Careless, Dragomir.

Careless.

That's unlike you.

And stupid,

doing business with those two girls.

And trying to take our money,
that's just...

- What fucking money?
- One million euro.

Don't insult me, Dragomir.

This kind of money...

this is serious.

I'm a different person now.

Yes, Dragomir, my friend.

You have changed.

SPEAKS ROMANIAN

I know what you are capable of.

If there is one person
with the balls

to take from the Brigada Serbilu,
it is you.

I didn't take your money.

It's good to see you again.

ROCK MUSIC PLAYS

You sleep here again?

No. I-I got an alert.

There's been an arrest warrant
put out for Constantin Baracu.

- Amsterdam police.
- Who signed off?

Commissioner... Martha Horchner.

SHE SIGHS
Void the warrant

and get me on the phone
with Commissioner Horchner.

KNOCKING AT DOOR

KNOCKING AT DOOR

This is Julien Baptiste
and Edward Stratton.

We wish to talk
with you about Natalie.

KNOCKING

We will stand here all day
if we must.

What is it you're not telling us,
Lina?

What do you mean?

Mr Stratton came to talk
with Natalie about the money.

He wanted her to give it back.

He was struck
with a metal baseball bat.

I remembered last night where I'd
seen such a baseball bat before.

When we came to question you.
You had the bat out front.

Lots of girls have them.

We have to protect ourselves.

Please. Please, Lina.

I'm not angry with you.

I understand that you hit me because
you were trying to protect your friend.

I was out of my mind, I'm sorry.

I'm not now.

She said she was going to use
the money to help her sister.

Did she tell you
anything about that?

- Maybe.
- Natalie's dead now!

Edward, stop!

Stop trying to protect her,
just tell us what you know.

Edward, stop, stop. Edward.

This is helping nothing.

Our families are in danger.

If we find the money and return it,
innocent lives will be spared.

If I had any idea where to find
a bag with one million euro,

you think I'd still be here?

I am being followed.

The Brigada Serbilu,
they follow me everywhere I go now.

And everyone thinks I have
an answer and I have nothing.

Natalie would always say,
"One day, when we are far away."

And she believed it, too...

that eventually our life
could be better than this.

She was wrong.

Is there anything you can tell us
about Natalie that might help?

Anything at all
she may have said about the money.

She tells me...

if anything happens to her, at
least she knew it would go to Matty.

Who's Matty?

Her son.

She had a son?

He lives with his father.

Full custody.

She hardly ever sees him.

A violent abuser and drug-taker,

and still has custody because
he could afford a better lawyer.

What's his name?

Thijs de Boer.

Was her son Matty

the reason Natalie hadn't
simply left Amsterdam?

He was in hospital.
An operation on his spleen, I think.

How was he to receive the money?

She did not say. Only that
she had made an arrangement

and if she could not save
her sister...

at least her son would have
a better life away from his father.

I had no idea about her son.

All that time I spent with her,
I didn't know her at all.

Well...

let's talk to the father,
Thijs de Boer.

If Natalie wanted their son to
have the money, maybe he has it?

The guy's an abusive drug addict.

Do you think Natalie
would have trusted him?

We'll find out.

MOBILE RINGS

Horchner.

Martha, I need your help
tracking down a man.

Listen, where's Edward Stratton?

Actually, Edward is beside me
at this moment.

I have just been on the phone
with Europol.

You need to bring him
into the station right now.

Very well.

We'll come now.

Julien.

Mr Stratton.

Thanks for coming in.

Did you find anything in my house?

Nothing. No prints, no DNA, nothing.

Like I said you wouldn't.

Julien Baptiste, Edward Stratton,

this is Genevieve Taylor
from Europol -

leader of the special tactics team.

Mr Baptiste, I gather you've been
helping Mr Stratton.

As far as I'm able.

I'm with a joint investigation team

working to build
a case against the Serbilu.

I'm co-ordinating with teams from
Romania, Belgium, Poland,

and here in the Netherlands.

There's been a lot of money and a
lot of time invested in this so far

and the last thing anybody
needs right now is anything

- we didn't plan for.
- You mean me?

I'm afraid so.

You didn't come here
just to tell me that?

I came because I saw a warrant
issued for Constantin Baracu.

That's how I found out about
Mr Stratton here.

I'd like to speak with you.
Somewhere quiet.

My office.

- Now?
- Yeah.

Mr Baptiste is no use to you now.

But we can help each other,
Mr Stratton.

You'll call me
if you find anything?

Of course.

- The end of the hall.
- Thanks.

I understand this kind of
investigation, but they take time

and time is something we don't have.

Come with me.

I know that money is blood money.
Profit from the sale of women.

It sickens me
to return it to such people.

But, Martha, you have to understand.

The Brigada Serbilu
won't stop coming for us.

What matters right now is
protecting my family.

Mine and Mr Stratton's.

Yes, but my hands are tied.

Yeah?

Officially.

Unofficially, they piss me off.

Walking in here
like they own the place.

Really, Julien, I agree with you,

you're better off finding that money
yourself and returning it.

Go outside.

Trust me, go.

Mr Baptiste.
What a surprise, meeting you here.

It seems I have been given
the day off.

How fortunate, huh?

So, where are we going?

We're looking for a man
called Thijs de Boer.

Mr Stratton, the arrest warrant
on Constantin Baracu

has been cancelled.

It's not really in the interests
of our investigation.

Assault, intimidation,
cold-blooded murder...

not enough for you?

The Brigada Serbilu are like most
Eastern European criminal organisations...

brutal, greedy, complicated.

Constantin Baracu is one link
in a very long chain.

An important one, but just taking him
off the streets will accomplish nothing.

OK.

If you testify against Baracu,
even if you and Baptiste's wife testify,

there is a long
time before it comes to trial.

And in that time, when it
comes to the Brigada Serbilu,

witnesses tend to disappear...

or change their mind.

Well, this is all very encouraging.

What is it that you want with me?

What we need is something
incontrovertible against Baracu.

The kind of evidence
that limits his options.

Makes him realise it's prison
or start co-operating.

Give up his friends.

His colleagues. Bosses.

So, what is it you want me to do?

Do you want me to wear a wire?

We don't call it that.

I don't give a shit what you call
it, is that what you want me to do?

Yes.

Constantin murdered your father.

He thinks he has you
under his control.

If you record him
talking about your father,

about what he did to him,
then we will have him for murder.

Mr Stratton.

Piss off.

No answer from his phone either.

Does he have a job? A place of work?

Thijs de Boer hasn't worked
a day in his life.

I met him yesterday at the hospital
with his son.

I didn't realise the boy
was Natalie's.

He said they'd only been together
for a few months,

so I didn't think to ask.

Let's try the hospital.

It's here.

The boy was here yesterday.
He was due to have an operation.

Oh, excuse me... there was
a boy here, Mathieu de Boer.

When was he discharged?

Who are you?

SPEAKS DUTCH

This has no record of him leaving.

You don't know who signed him out?

No, as I say, there's no record.

His father?

Why just take the boy
without signing anything?

When was he due to be discharged?

Tomorrow.

He took him out early.

I'm sorry.

Perhaps he was in a rush.

The way you might be if you came
into possession of a million euros.

We can find out.

This is the hallway in
Mathieu de Boer's ward?

Yes.

Can you push forward?

Wait. Wait. Go back.

Can I see another camera?

It dropped out for about
ten minutes or so.

Internet failure, probably.
It happens.

Ten minutes,
the same day the boy goes missing?

Would be the world's
biggest coincidence.

Someone helped Thijs take his son
out of the hospital early.

We find that person...
we find Thijs de Boer.

If Thijs took Matty,
maybe we find the money.

SPEAK DUTCH

OK.

The shifts change tomorrow.
Plenty of people who were on duty

when the boy left
who we haven't yet spoken to.

I have to be in the office tomorrow
but I can...

I can put an alert out on
Thijs' car, check his credit cards.

Good idea.

One for the road?

Yes, please.

It's a relief to get
out of that place.

I know the feeling.

Spent too long in hospitals.

Yeah.
My mum said you'd been ill.

I had a tumour in my brain.

For the longest time, I ran from it.

From the reality.

It is easier to pretend, isn't it?

Yeah.

Yeah. That's exactly it.

I... I was the opposite, you know?

I-I didn't run from my operation,
I ran towards it.

I had this total faith that...
that the science, doctors,

it... it would fix me.

Then during my surgery,

there was a mistake
and I started to bleed,

and they had to transfuse me, but
they didn't have any AB negative, so...

I haemorrhaged
for, like, half an hour

while they helicoptered over
some blood that would work.

And when I woke up,
and they told me, I, I...

You-you suddenly realise
it's all luck.

My-my life depends on whether
my surgeon had enough sleep

the night before.

And if it's all chance,
you might as well enjoy it, right?

I swore the day I got diagnosed

that I would live
each day to the fullest.

I got this done that night.

To remind me.

It's a fine sentiment.

Yeah.

But sometimes,
I wish I'd gotten a dragon.

The dragon was cool.

Let me know how you get on tomorrow,
and if I hear from the father, I'll call.

- Do you think that is enough?
- Yeah.

Yeah.

Hey.

- Do you want to...?
- It's fine.

Did you find anything?

No.

No luck today.

Tomorrow, I hope.

I know you, Julien Baptiste.

Is there something
you're not telling me?

I'm just tired.

When were you last on the ward
where the boy was being treated?

I think...

six o'clock, maybe.

Was the boy there?

No, the bed was empty
by the time I came.

I'm sorry, but I-I need to get
back, we're short-staffed today.

Oh, someone has not turned up?

Anna Walke.

Thank you.

KNOCKING AT DOOR

KNOCKING CONTINUES

Miss Walke?

What are you doing here?

Just had some questions.

New screen, I see.

Very nice.

- Like a cinema in your living room.
- I don't have to speak to you.

Miss Walke, I know too well
when people have something to hide.

Now tell me, you helped
Thijs de Boer, didn't you?

You manipulated the CCTV.

You have this all wrong.

He didn't take Matty.

Who did?

SPEAK DUTCH

Hey.

HE GASPS

Oh, God!

- Hello?
- Mr Baptiste?

Speaking.

I have your results.

Thank you.

BANGS ON DOOR

Julien? What is it?

All this time and you lied to me.

Why didn't you tell me
that Niels is my son?

Hey, Julien, it's me,
I'm up and about. Call me,

let me know where we can meet,
what's happening with Matty.

Call me.

Bye.

Get in the car.

- Oh...
- Don't fight, Edward.

It will just make it harder,
won't it?