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Molisho!

What are you doing?

Running.

If they find you...

Are you going to stop me?

Oh, God.

Hello?

Who is this?

Georgia?

Wha...

What's happened?

Someone killed Emmanuel.

They sent a rental car for me, and...

and there was a bomb in it.

Are you okay? Are you hurt?

No. No, I'm fine.

Right. I want you to get on the first plane out of there

- and get back here now. - No.

It isn't just about Will anymore.

It's about Emmanuel.

I'm going to Kisima tomorrow with Judith.

That's not a good idea.

Look, I know what you think of me being out here,

but things have changed. My friend is dead.

I need to find Pieter Bello and I need you to help me.

Please, Martin.

Mr. Helgason.

Thank you for coming in on such short notice.

Of course.

Uh, when we met, we discussed the criteria

we needed for the trial.

We are, uh, looking for specific qualities,

specific conditions, in patients

that will indicate results best to help our research.

And, um, I'm sorry, but in your instance,

we will not be able to perform the surgery.

I don't understand.

Well, the-the damage to the optic nerve,

um, there are parameters. Yeah?

And other patients who fit these parameters more closely...

Well, okay, so you've changed the rules.

You are afraid I will affect your results.

Well, I wish, Mr. Helgason, that I had better news.

There are a number of other trials,

other surgeons working in this field.

Yeah, but none of them are you.

I am not a religious man. Not anymore.

But then, I hear of you.

A man who works miracles, a man who gives sight to the blind.

And I fly here with money I don't have,

and I am reminded once again

of why I decided that faith was a waste of my damn time.

Listen, I...

- Okay? - Hey!

Oh, shit.

Thank you.

Hey, uh...

Hi, I'm checking in, Kinshasa...

Pardon.

It's-it's okay. It's okay. Um, excusez-moi.

Pardonnez-moi.

Ow.

Ow.

Ouch.

I know. It's burned to a crisp.

I was, uh, I was wearing a long-sleeved T-shirt,

but, um, well, it was really hot outside,

so I rolled up the sleeves.

Uh, hi, I'm Mikael. I'm an idiot.

Dominique.

Nice to meet you.

Oh, uh...

Oh...

Um...

Madam-Mademoiselle, um, your bag, uh, le sac.

Uh, beep, beep.

Alarm.

Your seat.

Oh, um...

How many times have I told you?

The window is open.

I can smell that bloody thing from upstairs.

Put it out.

You know it's not good for your hay fever.

What's going on with you?

Georgia called again.

What happened?

Things have got complicated.

She needs your help?

Yeah.

Well, for Christ's sakes, help her.

If anyone has the resources, it's you.

She is convinced that Will

is somehow still alive, and she's wrong.

Except you're starting to wonder if she isn't.

Someone died in a car bomb that was meant for her.

But she won't come back.

My God, she's stubborn.

She's been on her own for too long.

You're not the reason for that, love.

You have to stop blaming yourself.

Well, I didn't help her when she needed me.

Well, you can sit here feeling sorry for yourself,

or you can get up off of your arse and help.

Either way, put that bloody thing out.

It's around here.

Sorry?

Uh, this is the route he took,

coming the other way, Goma to Kinshasa,

but he would have gone over this.

Somewhere there, that's where Will's plane went down.

It's hard to imagine.

It's so beautiful,

but there's such darkness beneath it.

Ah. Ah.

I thought you were dead.

I thought... Oh, I can't believe it.

- Oh. - I can't believe it.

- The two of us. - Yeah.

- I can't believe it. - Yeah.

The plane.

No, no. No, no.

There is...

there is no one alive here.

There is no one.

C-Can you walk?

Sure, just about.

We need to get out of here.

But... maybe we should, maybe we should wait till light.

No. We must find the rest of the plane.

- Yeah. - See if, uh,

if anyone else survived. Come. Can-can you?

- Yeah. I'm fine. - Okay.

- So fine. - Okay.

Good news, it looks like someone will take you today.

Great. Who?

You know, uh, all the NGOs in this area,

they-they all look after each other,

so I put word out and it seems like there's a medical truck

heading through Kisima, measles vaccination program.

I told them you were a journalist,

writing about their work in the region.

Thank you.

Eh! Bonjour.

- Hello! - Hello.

He did them on that trip.

On that last trip?

Yeah.

Oh, God, it was the biggest bastard of a storm.

Will got stuck in the office.

There was no phone, no Internet.

So he drew those.

I couldn't take them down.

Would you mind if I kept this one?

Oh, my God, of course.

Look, the militia groups out where you're going,

they should leave you be, and as far as they're concerned,

you're out there vaccinating against disease,

- but I can't guarantee anything. - I know.

I really appreciate you getting me here.

I don't know what you're gonna find out there,

but Will meant a lot to me,

and that's the only reason why I haven't told you this...

Christ knows maybe it's best not to, but...

What?

Jud... what are you talking about?

I don't want you to think that I've held

anything back from you, okay?

I heard there was a woman.

Apparently it happened a few months before the crash.

I don't think it was anything serious, not for Will,

except that the woman was the wife of a general

in the Congolese army, and apparently,

Will was terrified that he might find out.

I'm sorry.

And... and he t... he told you.

Um...

Did Will tell you he was having an affair?

No.

But when you work with someone, you hear things...

Right, so it was a rumor.

You don't know.

They were seen having supper together, so...

Yeah, but that's office gossip, Judith.

That's people stirring the pot

because they're bored.

He wouldn't. He wouldn't do that.

Just listen for a minute, okay?

If someone has taken Will prisoner...

then why?

What if he did dishonor this general?

What has that got to do with a crashed plane?!

And how the hell my husband walked off it alive?

I know. And I want answers, just like you do.

But I also want you to know the truth.

But I want to tell you everything.

You know, you want answers.

You have to ask questions.

I think you should go back to work.

- Where are we going? - No idea.

You should ask fewer questions, Adidja.

It's easier that way.

Francais?

My Swahili's for shit.

That's what happens when you rely on translators.

English?

- Some. - So how did you learn?

Radio? TV?

The UN.

There was a station near my village...

a long time ago.

I have a daughter about your age.

It was her birthday the other day.

I sent her a present.

A little plastic kitchen.

Her mother...

Bitch sent it back.

She said I don't understand what she likes.

Too young for her.

So she wrapped up something...

told my daughter it was from me.

This, all of this is for her.

Protecting someone's innocence is... is an ugly business.

I saw you let your friend go.

It's okay.

I won't tell anyone.

Thank you.

What's your name?

- Adidja. - Adidja.

Adidja, listen to me.

When we get where we're going, you're going to do something

for me the same way I did something for you.

Okay?

You must be Georgia.

Yeah.

Tom Jenson.

Hashtag doctor, hashtag legend.

You're one of those.

Who do you write for?

Whoever writes me a check.

Right.

You're off then.

- Uh, Judith. - Tom.

I hope you don't mind me calling in this favor

- with your supervisor. - It's fine. Really.

- You'll look after her, yeah? - Of course. As long as you know

where you're going out there, it's not a problem.

Yeah, right.

We ready?

I am.

Don't do anything silly, okay?

- I need answers. - Me, too.

- Hi. I'm Georgia. - Fabrice.

Welcome, Georgia.

Let's get going.

This is Louise, our project coordinator.

Don't take offense at her.

She's been doing this forever.

Too many years out here, she's forgotten how to be nice.

Right, are we going or what?

You speak French?

- Not really. - Oh.

Probably for the best.

- Is the first stop Kisima? - Mm-hmm.

Yeah. About four or five hours from here.

Or, usually.

But if you don't like French hip-hop,

it'll feel like ten.

Don't touch me!

How's the pain?

Ah...

you mean the sunburn?

It's getting better.

Oh. I...

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

Can you try to go further?

God knows how long we've been walking.

We've seen no one, nothing.

I'm sorry.

I just feel... feel so weak.

Yeah. We need to get you some water.

Uh, how-how... how do you feel?

Tired, scared.

But lucky.

It is a miracle that we are even here.

God is... God is looking down on us.

Well...

he didn't look out enough.

Did you see what happened?

No. I just heard the explosion.

It was a woman.

Near the front. Pregnant.

She had a laptop, and...

when she... when she opened it,

it just...

boom.

- Wha...? - I...

I saw her before.

She was... she was given the bag.

I-I don't believe she knew what was inside.

This is crazy.

Come on.

- Make a move. - No, no, you.

Even if we find some shelter.

Y-You go, you go.

You go. You can walk much further than I c...

I can.

- I'll only slow you down. - No.

No. I am not going without you.

- Come! - Please, please, please.

Please.

I want you to go.

- Please go. - Okay.

I will get someone.

I will, I will get help.

I'll find someone.

When you get out of here, you'll-you'll tell them.

Tell them about the woman.

And the laptop.

People... people need to know what happened here.

I will.

Dominique.

Please...

please remember the aftersun.

Help.

No. No.

Ah, you're finally awake, sir.

I'm sorry, my...

I'm sorry, my French is not so good.

- You are English? - No.

Icelandic.

Ah. It's good to see you awake.

I am Dr. Pascal Bourg.

Mikael.

Nice to meet you, Mikael.

You are in Heal Africa Hospital in Goma.

You were not a well man when you came in.

Internal bleeding.

We had to drain the blood with a chest tube.

We made a transfusion. I found five broken ribs,

your lungs had collapsed, and a...

severely lacerated kidney.

This, I am afraid, we had to remove.

And yet here you are, hmm?

Tha... Thank you.

We have a surgeon here, Monsieur Mgala.

He is who you should thank.

But as the local do-gooding European,

I get to be the one to tell you.

How do you feel?

I... I feel great.

No, it... it hurts.

It hurts when I breathe.

And... and it hurts

when I don't breathe, too.

But, Doctor...

my eyes.

I can't...

I can't see properly

out the front, Doc.

It's just... it's a blur.

Okay, just stay as still as you can for me, hmm?

I cannot be sure, but I think perhaps it is

the beginning of a retinal hemorrhage.

Both eyes, I would say.

You will need to be transferred to Kinshasa

when it is safe to move you.

Now, tell me, is there someone we can call?

- Hmm? - Dominique.

Is she here?

Who? Is she a patient at this hospital?

No. From the flight.

Sankuru.

She was on the plane. Dominique.

Do you mean her?

She died?

Yes.

Why?

She... she was not seen at this hospital.

I do not know more than the news tells us.

What happened to you?

They say you were found in the middle of the forest.

Mikael, can I ask you something?

Were you in that plane?

I lied.

And from that day on, Mikael Aranson died.

I became Ariel.

The man in the paper was the same one I saw

in the airport.

He handed a bag to that woman.

In that bag was a laptop

that blew a hole in the plane and killed 85 people.

Who was he?

The paper didn't give a name.

But I knew...

I knew I couldn't tell anyone what happened to me.

Dominique had barely a scratch on her when she left me.

The paper said she died of her injuries.

And is that so impossible?

You didn't see her.

I did.

Do you... do you think she was killed?

How better to make sure no one could tell the truth?

In the newspaper it said a technical failure,

nothing about a bomb.

I may not be a smart man, but I'm not a stupid one.

I checked out of that hospital as soon as I possibly could.

And when I managed to get across the border...

they said it was too late.

The retinas in both my eyes had completely hemorrhaged.

I still think it was punishment.

Losing my eyesight.

For my silence.

You're the only person I've ever told this to.

Everyone on that plane was murdered,

and you could have helped find the people that did it.

I was scared.

Not a day goes by that I don't think about that.

Listen, we don't know each other very well,

and this is j...

I...

I should go.

My life is... I'm just not this complicated.

Maybe we should just leave things as they were.

Beatrix, please.

I'm sorry.

- Good-bye, Ariel. - Oh, plea... please.

Beatrix.

What is this?

Okay. Okay.

- What was that? - He says up ahead

is not a good idea; there's militia there.

-I thought you said militia weren't a problem. -Usually.

But this is Liberation of Rwanda forces.

Hutus. Mostly, they are fine, but...

sometimes they can be a little less predictable.

Yeah. They charge so-called, uh,

fines, you know? They take money and medical gear and...

- Can we avoid them? - Yes.

He said we should take this road

so we'll go around the village okay.

No, no.

So, don't you have some questions for your article?

Oh, you do speak English.

When I choose. So, some questions?

It's not really like that.

It's more a... observation.

A few hours in the life of.

You can just pretend I'm not here.

With pleasure.

Come on. Come on.

She's alive, huh?

Shit!

So nothing can be done.

This thing looks like it's been here for years.

You sure the old man told you that we can get through

- on this road? - That's what he said.

Don't move!

Hey! Hey! Whoa! Hey.

Okay, okay.

Whoa. Okay, hey, hey, hey.

We're doctors. Look, look, look. Hey.

Brothers, we're doctors. We are taking medicine to Kisima.

Shut up. Empty your pockets.

I said empty your fucking pockets!

I don't...

Empty your pockets.

Okay, okay.

I don't have anything.

Okay, okay.

Whoa, whoa. Hey, hey, hey, hey. - Leave us the truck.

It's okay.

It has our medicine...

Now we have nothing.

Merde, merde!

Fuck! What are we going to do?

Hey, just relax.

Oh, Jesus.

They've taken our radios and everything.

Let's go!

Twende, twende, twende, twende, twende, twende.

Is that your truck?

Yeah.

Oh, shit.

We don't want trouble. We're going.

What? What are they saying?

He's saying that the car broke down last night

and that he can't start it again.

- We should fix it? You stole it! - Hey.

Please, please.

Why should we fix it?

What's happening?

Okay.

Okay, okay.

- Just do what he says. Okay? - Okay.

- Tom. - Mon Dieu.

Everything's okay.

Fabrice? Huh?

- I'm okay. - He's okay.

Kalehe Mampata.

I know you're here.

Come forward!

You've done a good job for me, Kalehe.

You should be proud of that.

But things change.

It's something we can't control.

He asks what you mean. What has changed?

Well, Kalehe,

you can think of me as being from the HR department.

No. I beg you, Mr. Bello.

Please, Mr. Bello.

No. No.

You remember what I asked you?

This is what we do to survive.

I'm helping, okay?

We can't help.

I don't know what you're saying.

Stop it!

Stop!

Hey!

Leave her alone. We're done.

We're done. Take the truck and go.

Want one of these girls to keep us company?

No! No! Don't take her.

No.

Please!

Mr. Bello, I beg you.

Please let me live!

Please let me live!

Oh, no, no, no.

Georgia.

Georgia.

You can open your eyes now.

Things are different now.

Hey, Beatrix.

Hey, it's, uh, Ariel.

I'm leaving today.

I moved my flight up.

So, uh... this is it.

I know I disappointed you.

Whatever you feel,

just know that I disappointed myself even more.

I made a mistake.

It was...

it was stupid and selfish, but there it is.

I must live with it.

It was nice to know you.

I promise I won't bother you again.

But I hope your operation, uh...

I hope you open your eyes and you see the world

and all the beautiful things that live upon it.

I hope you get to see Whistler's Mother.

Good-bye.

Come in.

Mr. Helgason, you wanted someone to pack your bag?

Please, if it's not too much trouble.

Of course.

But before that, there's someone here to see you.

Thank you.

Mr. Helgason.

My name is Martin Benson.

Um, I'm sorry, have we met?

Um, I don't remember.

No, no, we've never met before.

And I'm sorry to disturb you like this.

But I needed to talk to you

about Sankuru Airways Flight 19.

I know who you are, and I know what you've done.