The Missing

'Je ne dirai rien.'

'Je ne dirai rien.'

'Ne dirai rien.'

'Ne dirai rien.'

"The Mock Turtle said:

" 'No wise fish would go anywhere without a porpoise."

" 'Wouldn't it really?'

"said Alice, in a tone of great surprise."

" 'Of course not,' said the Mock Turtle.

" 'Why, if a fish came to me,

" 'and told me he was going on a journey,

" 'I should say 'With what porpoise?' "

" 'Don't you mean purpose?' said Alice.

" 'I mean what I say,' the Mock Turtle replied in an offended tone.

"And the Gryphon added,

" 'Come, let's hear some of your adventures.' "

Now you read, Cami.

" 'I could tell you my aventures..."

- Ad-ventures. - " 'Adventures... beginning from this morning,'

"said Alice, a little timidly, but...' "

LOUD BANG

OK, continue. Continue.

" 'It's no use going back to yesterday

" 'because I was a different person then.'

" 'Explain all that,' said the Mock Turtle.

" 'No, no! The adventures first,'

"said the Gryphon in an impatient tone..."

SOFT KNOCK ON DOOR

It's open.

Thanks.

What you've seen, no father should ever see.

But I thought you should know...

..we found something else on that tape.

So, uh...

Somebody told the press about Tony Hughes assaulting that man.

You think it was him?

Yes, I do, and I want him kept far from this case.

Especially after this.

- Laurence? - Excuse me.

These Caids des Cites,

there are not many who would speak about their activities.

For fear of ending up like Antoine.

But there is someone who might know what information he had for us.

His girlfriend.

You should come.

I've been called back to London.

So...if Oliver Hughes is a victim of some sort of trafficking gang,

after five days, what are the chances of finding him alive?

Mark. I think perhaps you should come with me.

I'll get this.

SHE SOBS QUIETLY

Emily.

CRYING LOUDER NOW

CAR HORN BEEPS

CROWD CLAMOUR

- OK, get back, get back. - Emily, what's happened?

She was at the swimming pool, freezing cold. She needs to rest.

OK. Emily? Hey, hon.

Hey, hey. What happened? You all right?

I saw him.

What?

- What, love? - I saw him.

OK, come on. Let's get in.

Malik Suri.

You should be ashamed of yourself,

kicking a family when it's down like that.

I'm a journalist, detective. I was just doing my job.

- You're a leech. - A leech?

Really?

So am I the first person to ever make a living from writing

about the misfortune of others?

When someone writes a book about the Holocaust,

or a bestseller about some genocidal dictator,

does that make them a leech, too?

Tony Hughes was cleared,

but thanks to the article you wrote, with information you acquired

illegally, that shadow's going to follow him for a long time.

I reported the truth. Nothing more.

And today I'm meeting with The Telegraph for a permanent position.

You know, it may be that the worst day in that family's life

could turn out to be the best day of mine.

It's Newton's Law of Motion - every action has a reaction.

It might not be fair, but that's life.

Yeah, well, good luck with that.

You know, we should do an interview sometime.

Yeah, be good to know what the spare part in the investigation

has to say about it all.

- Bonjour. - I'm looking for...

- Tony! - Ah. - Come on up. - Thanks.

Get past the press OK?

Yeah, I managed to shake them off.

Since the article came out, it's been feeding time at the zoo

back at the hotel.

I'm sorry to drag you here.

I wanted to come to you but I'm having a bit of a nightmare

with this hospital we're building.

Anyway, this shouldn't take too long. I've put the money into a new account.

I want you to be a signatory, because I don't want you to have to come running to me

- every time you need to use it. - Ian, this is your money, I can't...

I'm not asking for permission here. This is non-negotiable.

When I do something, Tony, I follow it through.

Pisses my wife off no end, but that's me, take it or leave it.

Whatever it takes to get your boy back, yeah?

I appreciate it. Truly.

- You're a good man. - Yeah, tell that to the wife.

What happened there?

I broke into Vincent Bourg's flat last night.

- You did what? - That's how I cut my hand.

I was looking around for anything - anything - and , uh...

then he came back.

Did he say anything?

Nothing.

Vincent Bourg has been cleared.

A solid alibi.

Now, I'm good pals with Georges Deloix.

He's a juge d'instruction in the Department of Justice here.

I'm making sure he keeps me up-to-date on this case,

and I promise you, if there was a shred of doubt about this guy Bourg,

I would be on it like a flash.

Now let's let the police do what they do.

Our end is getting your story out there,

and encourage people to come forward.

That's what we can do to help.

Thank you.

THEY TALK IN FRENCH

..je ne dirai rien.

What did you say?

Pardon?

To the man.

You said, uh...

"je ne dir..."

No, no. The man says to me

don't tell to his wife that he is smoking.

or he is in danger, you know?

And I know his wife.

So, I say to him, "Je ne dirai rien".

It means, "I will not say anything".

OK?

Monsieur!

This image cannot be made any clearer.

There is no way of identifying the men who pulled Oliver

away from the window.

But the tape continues and, uh...

This is where it jumps to the next morning.

The mother has picked up the camera to tidy it away.

She doesn't know she's turned it on.

And then...

You see this van?

"Pro...Pro Nettoyage"?

- Nettoyage. - Nettoyage. Yeah, it means cleaning.

This van wasn't parked here when your son was seen at the window.

No-one on that street owned, or was ever affiliated with, Pro Nettoyage.

So I thought to myself,

"On a quiet Sunday morning in Chalons Du Bois,

"who's calling for cleaners?"

You know how little we Frenchmen like to work on Sunday.

Which led us to this man.

Karl Sieg.

He was the owner of Pro Nettoyage, until a few years ago.

He's never been arrested for any crimes,

but he's been photographed on several occasions...

with these men. I looked at them in 2006.

Perhaps I missed something then.

They are members of a Caid de Cite working out of Paris.

Romanian mostly.

And this Karl Sieg - is he involved in trafficking?

We don't know for sure.

But a man with his connections,

parked outside the house where your son was kept...

- we need to speak with him. - Where is he?

We don't know yet. But, uh...

..I have an idea how we can find out.

James said he was going to call for a lift. I mean, he should've called by now.

You were saying? About the meeting?

There were maybe 15 people in this big, ugly room.

I mean, half of them weren't even listening to what Julien was saying.

Did you speak to him?

Detective Baptiste? No. There wasn't much point.

I spoke with Laurence,

and she thinks that Georges only reopened the case as a favour.

They don't have anything concrete. It's as simple as that.

It must've been hard, though. You know, going back.

Yeah.

But I had to find out. I had to find out if it was real,

or if it was just going to be like 2009 all over again.

Tony has a way of pulling you back in.

No, it's over.

Anyway...

Anyway, that's not why we're here.

Congratulations on your promotion, DCI Walsh.

I'm sorry to leave like this.

Oh, don't be silly.

You came here to work.

I shouldn't have followed you. I just didn't know what else to do.

Hiding from our own daughter. Christ, Julien,

is that what it's come to?

I mean, she could get money from anywhere,

couldn't she, if she had to?

But she still comes home.

That's a part of her that still wants some kind of...