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Damn it!

Come on!

Get the rope!

Okay. Go, go, go, go!

Try and knock out the engines!

Scheisse! It's so hard to aim.

You steer.

What? Grab the wheel?

Hold it steady.

Yeah, I'm trying.

Try harder... Ahh!

Max!

Max!

Max!

Here! Miranda, over here!

Help me aboard.

Quick.

No, no! Don't pull so hard!

Our boat is drifting away.

Max!

He's turned around.

Oh, he's going to ram us!

Swim!

Max!

Max!

Thanks for meeting me, Max.

I know things have been
difficult between us,

but we really need to talk.

It's kind of important.

They're transferring
Gonzalez. That's crazy.

- Max.
- I know, right?

It's insane.

I mean, he hasn't scored for,
like, what, fifteen games?

But still, this guy totally
dominates the hole...

I got a new job.

An offer anyway.

Wow, that's, er... That's great.

Yeah. It's a design agency.

Very new, very talented people.

Amazing.

It's in Madrid.

Oh. And, erm,
w-what did you say?

I said that I'd have to
talk to you about it.

So...

here I am talking.

Wow.

Max.

Last year, you asked
me to marry you.

Yeah. And, erm, you
said no, remember?

No. I said the
time wasn't right.

I know that lately we've
been struggling to connect,

but maybe Madrid is the
best place for both of us.

Hmm.

And, er, what did you say?

I said, "I'll think about it,"

which is exactly what she said when
I asked her to marry me, right?

So, like, boom!

I mean, this is a
relationship, Max,

not cage fighting.

Blake! Winter!

Just sign there, please.

My offices are now your offices.

See?

I told you, they
look gullible, huh?

Especially him.

It could work.

Er, work for what,
exactly, ma'am?

Oh, erm, Inspector
Blanco comes from Madrid.

Policía Nacional.
Serious Fraud Division.

Yes, but I'm very pleased to
be in Mallorca at the moment...

especially...

after seeing this.

The man in the picture
is Ramon Silva...

or as he prefers,
"The Chameleon."

Silva is by far
Europe's most notorious

and successful con man.

Over the last twenty years,
he's managed to swindle

around one hundred
million euros.

Give or take.

And he's also ruthless.

People who get too close to
him tend to... to disappear.

Officers have gone undercover
trying to catch him.

The result was not good.

He is extremely clever, uses
multiple stolen identities.

He's never the
same person twice.

I mean, I've tracked
this guy for years

and I have never managed
to get one single firm ID.

Okay, now, however,
thanks to an informer,

we strongly believe that's
the first confirmed image.

And this affects us because?

Oh, he's in Mallorca.

That photograph was taken
yesterday at Palma Airport.

Okay.

And where do we come in?

Simple.

You two are gonna
be his next victims.

Shall we?

All con tricks are
essentially the same.

Bait, hook and switch.

But the key is always the mark.

What the true genius
of the con man is,

to find out their
victim's real need.

Do they desire to be loved
or respected or flattered?

Everybody's different,

but I guarantee
you, you find out

what that specific need is

and people will do
anything for you.

And that's why the very
best, we call them artists.

So, what's he planning
on doing here?

We believe it's a property scam.

Super-high-end villas

that can only be sold through
him at a bargain price.

The owner, of course, is
in a little bit of trouble,

so, he needs a quick sale,
and a small percentage

immediately secures
the exclusive property.

Which he doesn't even own.

Mm-hmm.

And he takes off with the
money, never to be seen again.

"The Spanish Prisoner."

El prisionero español.

I want both of you
to be his next mark.

You're a young and attractive
couple with a lot of money

who are looking to buy.

You both will be wired so I
can track your every move.

And as soon as he
accepts the money,

boom! We arrest him.

Well, that's perfect for us.

Really perfect.

We already have
undercover identities.

I'm Paul Muller from Dusseldorf,

and she's Helena, a
former exotic dancer.

Absolutely no way.

What? Because I created them?

Oh, no, no. Because they're
ridiculous and sexist.

Do I look like an
exotic dancer to you?

Oh, don't answer
it. It's a trap.

Oh, and with exotic dancing,
it's not about how you look.

It's the attitude.

- That's good and
all, - Sexist.

But we've already
taken the liberty

to create a credible
identity for both of you.

Rachel New.

British.

Former Harvard maths
grad. Very smart.

You recently divorced

a Silicon Valley
tycoon billionaire

after both of you made
a fortune together.

Your lawyer was
excellent, by the way.

Okay, this is good. But
what if he Googles me?

Ah!

Top hit.

Just enough.

Okay? You like it like that.

You're very discreet.

We've already uploaded
your pictures.

Good, huh?

This is very thorough.

Okay.

You, sir, are Torsten Schmid.

All right.

Erm...

Erm, and?

A- And what?

Yeah, well, what
else about Torsten?

Oh! Oh, oh. Sorry. Yes. Er,
you're German or Austrian?

Your choice.

Yeah, sure. But-but he, he
does have a career, right?

Like hopes, dreams?

I get it. Torsten
was the smart lawyer.

They fell in love after
he saved her fortune.

Clever.

N- Nothing like that.

You're just a good-looking
guy that, you know,

enjoys spending
your wife's money.

Nothing wrong with that.

Big muscles, but
not a lot of brains.

What's this expression?

There's an expression
in English for this.

- Toy boy.
- Toy boy! Exactly!

You're her toy boy. Yes!

You know, I think Rachel's
probably just tired

of all the maths, the
business conversation,

and she wants something a
little less taxing for herself.

Intellectually, I mean.

That's good old Torsten.

Dumb, but fun.

Think you can handle
that, lover boy?

This afternoon, there's
an exclusive car auction.

Try to locate Ramon Silva
and gain his confidence.

And, remember, this
man is ruthless,

so, be careful, please.

Getting him to trust
you will not be easy.

Good luck.

Okay, remember, Max,

this is just the first
step in a long operation.

We might need to try
several locations

before we make any
initial contact.

There he is.

Oh! Okay.

Erm, well, we need to formulate
how we actually approach him.

Don't worry.

Torsten has a plan.

Max... Ma... Max!

Hey.

Yes, señor.

I want something good.

No, no, no, no.

Not good.

The best.

Your best champagne.

Of course. Of course,
señor. Un momento.

So, if you want something
of really vintage quality

then I would have to
recommend the Krug Cuvee.

- And, today, we have a special price...
- Beautiful! I'll take it. Two bottles.

Great choice. Great
choice, señor.

Who's paying for that?

There you go.

Hmm.

No. Señor, please
allow me to open it.

I've got it.

Come to papa.

- Oh!
- Oh, careful! Careful, señor.

- Torsten!
- Careful!

I'm so sorry, señor.
My husband is an idiot.

- Sorry. Sorry. Let me.
- No problem.

No! Your beautiful
hat and your suit.

It's okay. No problem.

I am so, so sorry.

No, it's okay. It's
okay. No problem.

Please, please, let us buy
you something as an apology.

And you must join
us at our table.

Very exclusive. VIPs only.

You are too kind, but I think
it's not necessary at all.

Please. We insist.

Okay. Thank you.
You are too kind.

And the auction is
starting, I think.

Ladies and gentlemen,
first under the hammer,

we have 1973 red
Alfa Romeo Spider.

Reserve, 20,000 euros.

Did I hear thirty?
Thirty, perfect.

So, you have left the
Silicon Valley now?

Mm. Yes.

My ex-partner refused to
acknowledge my contribution,

so I sued and won.

I pride myself on keeping up
with development like this.

But your story is
not familiar to me.

Well, that's good.

I agreed to a
non-disclosure agreement.

Ah!

For an extra twenty
million, of course.

Very smart. Congratulations.

Thank you.

Well done.

Anyway, I thought I'd earned
a little bit of me-time,

and Torsten spent his
childhood on the island.

Yeah, I love Mallorca.

So we decided to buy
somewhere, didn't we, darling?

Little holiday home
on the north coast.

Just something small, you
know, ten, fifteen million.

Ya.

Of all the people to
soak with champagne,

you choose me.

Mm.

Property is my passion,
here in this island.

I love finding homes for
people just like you.

Do I hear fifty?

Yep. Fifty. Easy.

One would almost think,

I don't know, it was
too good to be true.

What zodiac sign are you?

Sorry?

What zodiac sign are you?

Scorpio. Why?

Aquarius. It makes perfectly
sense we met today.

It's, like, written
in the stars.

Torsten really loves astrology.

If crazy zodiac signs
can tell you the future,

you pay attention, right?

Total no-brainer.

Sixty. Sixty. Okay, sixty.

So, do you think maybe
you could help us?

We've been looking,

but everywhere's just
terrible, isn't it, darling?

Ugly, cheap, totally tasteless.

And he's very picky.

Yeah, yeah. I studied architecture
at Heidelberg University.

Really? How did I not
know that about you?

Yeah, full of surprises.

You know what? I would
love to assist you.

I like you both,

but...

my diary is full.

Right now, everyone
wants to buy right here

in this island.

No, of course, you must have

so many important clients.

But maybe... maybe,

if I move some
things around here,

what about tomorrow?

I can show you
something very special.

I mean, that would be amazing.

Did you hear that, Torsten?

Eighty thousand euros. Sold to
the gentleman in the balcony.

- Another car, darling? Great.
- Enjoy.

Yeah.

- Salud.
- Salud. Und prost.

The heels are killing me.

Typical Aquarius.

Psst. Get in.

Come on.

Oh, please.

I heard everything.

Great job and the way you
pretended to be a total idiot.

Astrology.

Brilliant.

Brilliant.

Anyway, he's taken the bait.

Now we have to make sure
we set up the hook, okay?

Y- you're positive

that he doesn't
suspect a thing, right?

- Not a thing.
- There was a moment...

Go on.

Well, he was just talking
about coincidence.

You know, how we just met?

He was looking straight at me.

And, honestly, for a second, I
thought that maybe he'd guessed.

Okay, but then he relaxed?

Yeah.

I think so.

Okay. Good. Good.

We're good. I mean, we can't
underestimate this guy.

He loves to make
fun of the police.

Trust me.

I know.

Astrology.

She has told you?

Oh, yes.

It's a great opportunity
for my daughter.

I told her to go.

With or...

or without you.

Okay. Mm. Thank you.

- Cheers.
- Cheers.

So, what do I do?

Do you really want my advice?

Of course.

I totally respect you.

Also, you're a woman.

So, win-win.

I mean...

Listen, I can't
tell you what to do.

Maybe talk to her?

I know you haven't been
doing that a lot lately,

but, at the end of the day,

there's no right or wrong here,

it's just about
communication, right?

I think you're right.
Communication is the key.

Yeah.

To communication.

To communication.

So, erm, from my point of view,

while I'm totally
supportive of your career

and I mean it, totally,

it, erm, just doesn't

feel like the right, erm,

decision...

for me...

right now.

So, you're saying no.

I- I'm simply telling
you how I feel.

Erm...

communication, and, er,

yeah, now would be your turn to
tell me exactly how you feel.

Okay?

You said what?

You told me to communicate.

No, no. I told you to listen.

That's not true. You said
I should talk to her.

"No right and wrong."
Your exact words.

Well, obviously,
this was a test.

All right. So, what is it?

Should I talk or
should I listen?

Er, both, obviously.

But more of the second one.

Okay, this conversation is over.

Thank you for all
your excellent advice.

Well, look, we're meeting
Silva in twenty minutes.

Wow!

There she is.

Have I given you
permission to buy a car?

You didn't tell us
not to buy a car.

And you do want us to
catch Silva, right?

Property of Palma Police.

The second this operation
is over, we are selling it.

Any damage, you pay.

Okay?

You must be joking.

Huh.

Okay, so, after everything
you two have been through,

Carmen needs to know that
you will follow her anywhere

because you love her.

- Don't you?
- Okay, stop.

Rewind.

Yesterday, I asked
you what to say to her

and you said you couldn't
tell me what to say.

- Well, no, I...
- And, today,

you're telling me what
I should have said,

which you totally could have
told me to say yesterday.

It's your decision to make,

so make it.

- Okay?
- Okay.

Thanks.

Thank you for meeting me here.

Er, I wanted you both to
see the village first.

It's very exclusive.

I'm not surprised. It's
beautiful. Exquisite.

But such tiny houses.

And people are actually
living in there?

So I'm told.

- That's crazy.
- Mm-hmm.

Er, I'm curious...

How did you first meet?

I think it was at
the office, no?

I saved her life.

Wow.

This is a story...

I would like to hear.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no. It's
really not that interesting.

This guy had a gun to her head,

literally, like a second
from pulling the trigger.

A street robbery?

You lived in San Francisco, yes?

Yes. Something like that.

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah. But, anyhoo,

I ran over and shouted
something like...

Stop! Police!

And then he ran.

Can I be frank?

Before, I didn't get this.

You look so different.

But for a man to save
a woman like this,

ah, is something...

truly primal.

I think it creates a bond...

which is impossible to break.

Looking at you, I can see it,

how much you are in love.

Congratulations.

Oh, the champagne is here.

It's never too
early for champagne.

It could be an honour, to be
a tiny part of your story.

So, I want to make a toast to...

a new home in Mallorca.

Sí.

A new home in Mallorca!

See?

I promised you.

Amazing.

The owner loves this place.

I think you will appreciate
the inspired design,

considering your background.

I'm sorry?

In architecture. You
studied in Hamburg, right?

- Yeah.
- Heidelberg.

- Not Hamburg.
- Yeah, Heidelberg.

Heidelberg.

Heidelberg. Sorry. My mistake.

Oh! These are interesting.

You know, decoration
is individual,

but the potential
is unbelievable.

Unbelievable.

So why is he selling it, if
the owner loves it so much?

Erm, it's complicated.

My client needs to leave
Europe as soon as possible.

Business matters.

Do you understand?

He asked me to help liquidate
his assets as quickly as I can.

So, shall-shall we keep going?

Follow me, please.

Well, it's certainly
the best we've seen.

So, let's discuss the price.

Are the boats included?

Twenty million,

which I think you will
agree is very reasonable.

Well, it's fair, but
under the circumstances,

I was thinking more
like fifteen million.

Especially if your client
needs a quick sale.

Now I understand why you
have made so much money.

No, seriously, take
your time, discuss it.

In the meantime, I'm going
to make a phone call, okay?

You, erm, you think he suspects
the Hamburg/Heidelberg thing?

I think he needs to be sure
that we're a real couple.

You know, we're here
buying our dream house.

It's emotional.

I think you need to kiss me.

I should kiss you?

- You're sure?
- Yeah, yeah. It's fine.

It means nothing. Just do it.

And make it look natural.

You are absolutely certain?

Yes.

For God's sake, Max.

Okay, okay, okay, okay.

I'm going in.

He's turned away.

Okay, let's close this deal.

Fifteen million.

Miss New,

I want all my clients
completely happy.

Be my guest.

Tonight, stay here
and if tomorrow

you love the house
as much as I do,

then we can talk
about the price.

Sure.

Good work!

This has been an
impeccable operation.

Outstanding!

We're just doing our job.

I mean, Detective Blake, you
have proved to be such a pro.

And Detective Winter, you're
just a natural, aren't you?

Hey, listen.

You ever want to
get a job in Madrid,

you come talk to me, okay?

We can always use someone
with your level of skill.

I mean it. Okay,
back to business.

We must avoid to
arouse suspicion.

You're gonna spend the
night at the villa.

Then the next morning you're
gonna agree on the sale price.

He's gonna ask you
for a cash deposit,

usually like ten percent,

which I'm sure we can supply
from the usual sources?

Of course. I'll
take care of that.

Great. So, we're gonna arrange

the handing over

and as soon as he
touches the cash...

Boom!

We have him.

Okay?

Oh.

That's the soundtrack.

Erm, wine?

No, thank you. I'm working.

- Have some wine.
- No. W-We're working.

Okay. Some of us are.

♪ Ba-ba ♪

Mm.

You like lobster?

Yeah, sure.

I should know that.

It's crazy. We've known
each other for what?

Three years?

Working together every day,

and I don't know whether
you like lobster.

Or any shellfish.

Yeah, I eat fish.

Shell or no shell.

It's great. High
protein, low fat.

Yeah, but do you like them?

Well, I just said that, Max.

No, no, no, no, no.
You said you ate them.

You didn't say
whether you like them

or love them.

Oh, hello. Bonjour.

Miranda Blake,

do you love this lobster?

Put it down.

Not until you
answer the question.

Oh! Okay, fine. Yes. I love it

with all my heart.
It's delicious.

Satisfied?

Then, seal it with a kiss.

No! Chef's kiss.

You hear that?

You're delicious.

Sorry.

So, how are you enjoying
being married to me?

Hmm.

I mean, conversation,
not so good,

but I'm liking the catering.

I'll take it.

Hmm?

Erm, sure.

So,

how did you leave it?

With Carmen.

I, erm...

I tried explaining how I felt

and, erm...

she just blanked me.

And?

That's it.

I mean, if you can't
even talk about it...

What? You think I
should leave her?

Well, no, I didn't say that.

But there was subtext. I
mean, like, big, big subtext.

And you're right. If Carmen
and I can't even communicate

about something like this, then,

do we even have a future?

Okay, no, I definitely
didn't say that.

Right.

Shall we just
change the subject?

Yeah, good idea.

Come in!

Oh, wow.

This is nice.

My room is also nice.

This whole place is nice.

I agree.

We should definitely buy it.

Oh. Definitely.

Not a penny over
twenty million, though.

Oh, agreed. I'm
not made of money.

But you wanna make
Torsten happy?

Always.

Well, good night, then.

Good night.

We'll take it.

Twenty million.

Perfect. It is a pleasure
to have assisted you.

You have a wonderful
home. Congratulations.

Er, as soon as I have a deposit,

we can remove it
from the market.

Erm, this is my office.

Let me know a convenient time
to complete the formalities.

Bye.

Adiós.

We, er, don't have to do this.

Then come with me.

I, er...

Okay,

then, I guess we do...

Give it a break,
yeah? Not the end.

A test.

I'm getting sick of tests.

Just six months.

After that, we are
together forever or...

forever apart.

Hmm?

Okay?

Okay.

Right.

Hey, take good care
of yourself, okay?

You too.

Wow.

Two million euros in cash.

Sign here.

You sure about this?

Yes.

The office you're about
to enter is totally fake.

The staff are day hires, also
victims who will never be paid.

Remember, we can prove
none of this in court

until he signs for the money.

Then we have him. Are we clear?

Let's put this dangerous
man away for good.

Bienvenidos. Welcome.

Rachel New. I have
an appointment.

That's perfect.

So, now, I get you a receipt...

and that's it.

I think I need a new pen.

In the meantime,

I will put this in safe, okay?

I need a new pen, please.

Scheisse.

We had him. Where is he?

- Headed west.
- God damn it!

Go! I'm gonna try
to cut him off. Go!

Hey!

Gotcha.

Get in. Get in!

Get in.

Hoo! That was close.

But we have him.

We did it!

Here. I think your captain
might want this back.

- Thanks.
- No, no.

Thank you.

Both of you.

It's all gone perfectly to plan.

Well, almost.

But I can honestly say, I
don't think I could have done

any of this without you.

Detective Blake,
thank you very much.

Thanks.

Detective Winter,
that was awesome!

Hey, listen, if
you ever seriously

consider that transfer to Madrid,
you come talk to me, okay?

Actually, I'm thinking
about a new challenge.

That's wonderful!

Well, I'll tell you what.

We're gonna drop
him at the station,

I'm gonna get you a
well-deserved beer,

and then we're gonna talk.

- Okay?
- Great.

- That's great. All right.
- Great.

You're gonna love it there.

Okay?

Okay.

So that's it then?

You're going to Madrid?

I think I have to.

Even though it's been
a rough patch for us,

I love Carmen.

And now, the chance to be
with her falls into my lap.

So, yeah,

maybe it's fate.

So...

Well, you can't
argue with destiny.

Sometimes the truth is just
staring us right in the face.

Oh, damn it.

Damn it!

- What?
- He's done it!

The true genius
of the con man is

to work out what the
victim really needs.

The art of the con.

The Chameleon played us all.

First, he gave us both
exactly what we needed.

Praise.

I mean, Detective Blake, you
have proved to be such a pro.

Respect.

Detective Winter,

if you ever seriously consider
that transfer to Madrid,

you come talk to me, okay?

Yeah.

Flattery.

This has been an
impeccable operation.

I mean, quite outstanding.

What are you talking about?

- Open the case.
- How is that gonna help?

Just open it.

It's Nino.

He and Silva were working
together the entire time.

Nino's The Chameleon.

He must have switched the
cases at the last moment.

I don't know.

Oh, no. Which means...

They have Inés' money.

Hold on.

If you put your foot down, we
might catch them in the village.

Oh, is that how it works?

You're still carrying
too much corner speed.

You'd be quicker if you
took the racing line.

Slow in, fast out.

You know what?

I'm getting a bit sick of
being in this marriage.

Yeah, don't worry. Me too.

Look out!

I'm sorry. Did you
just grab the wheel?

What? You were going to hit him.

You don't grab the wheel.

Never.

Ever.

All right. Well,
let's think, Max.

Where would they have gone?

There's only one
place I can think of.

The villa.

You think they'd be stupid
enough to go back there?

The airport's too risky.

Remember the boats?

Yes, the moorings next
to the underground cave.

The perfect getaway.

Speed up and try and
knock out their engines.

It's those cops! Vamos!

You steer!

What? Grab the wheel?

Over here!

Turn around.

They're both in the water.

Max!

Time to clear up
some loose ends.

Do it.

Go for it.

What's wrong?

The engines have cut out.

I'll check them.

They hit us!

Can you get it started?

I'm trying.

Come on!

Scheisse!

Palma Police! Drop the gun!

Drop the gun!

Don't move. Keep
your arms in the air.

- Inés!
- Ah! Inés!

How did you know?

I suspected from the start.

Of course, I made sure I
looked into Nino's story.

And it all checked out...
You know, photographs,

description, really
clever hacking job.

But...

There was one thing not even
The Chameleon could change.

I had Roberto run it
against original records

in the police computer,

and when it didn't match,

well, it wasn't hard to
understand what was going on.

You could have told us, Inés.

I could...

but I didn't because I needed
you to help me trap him.

Everything was going perfectly
to plan until this idiot

worked it all out and
nearly got you both killed.

You're welcome.

But what made you suspect Nino
was lying in the first place?

Seriously?

Do you think an
arrogant Madrid cop

would ever trust this department

to catch Europe's
most wanted con man?

Come on.

Maybe that line would
work on a male ego,

but, you know,

I, erm, what is you say?

I smelled the mole.

"Rat."

You smelt a rat.

Exactly.

You know what they say, Winter.

If you don't know who the
sucker in the room is...

then it's you.

And what about the money
that we risked our lives for?

Oh. Two million counterfeit
notes we seized last year.

- Hmm.
- Señora?

See you later.

I'm sorry about your transfer...

to Madrid.

Yeah. Maybe it was
too soon, or fate.

Sometimes these things
are written in the stars.

I think Carmen needs
a little space.

And you?

Sure.

Hey.

They're counterfeit.

Yeah, but very convincing.

We're police officers, Max.

Thirsty police officers

who haven't had a
raise in five years.

It's totally illegal.

Hey, we both nearly died again,

which means we deserve a drink.

Hmm.

Next time on The
Mallorca Files...

Two more days until
what, Mr Cresper?

The deadline.

Everyone else in the
village has signed.

That's the village
DeMayo wants to flood.

You can't stand in
the way of progress.

Nicola Cresper's friend?

She was murdered last night.

I think maybe you
should sign the offer.

We live in a country
which allows protests,

however misguided.

That village is going
to decide this election.

I need my most

diplomatic and sensitive
officers on this case.

Sadly, they are not available.

So, you know...