The Tourist

[dog barking

Kosta!

Kosta!

Kosta.

Ah.

Who is this?

Your gorilla is dead.

Victoria.

Where are you?

Like I'm gonna tell you that.

I'm on the way there.

To Burnt Ridge, as usual.

Fuck you.

Fuck me, eh?

Fuck you!

Hey, hey.

- Mr. Panigiris, we seem to be having

some trouble with the air speed indicator.

I'm gonna run some checks, but I'm sure we'll be fine.

Fuck off!

So...

who was it they say you killed?

- I got a call from a guy buried underground

begging for help.

I didn't--

I didn't kill him, I just--

just didn't get there in time.

- You know, I think you're a good guy.

- Yeah. Well, you don't know me.

Look, you saved my life.

Not everyone would do that, so...

That girl that you were with.

Um, Luci, right?

- She's my ex. - What?

- She slipped this note into my pocket

when I was unconscious in the hospital.

I it's her handwriting. She--

- Oh, wait, hold on. She--

she said that she put that in your pocket after the accident?

- Yeah. Anyway, I know that it was her--

- She didn't. - Would you just?

Sorry, sorry, sorry.

Um, but she's lying

because I checked out all the CCTV footage from the hospital,

and you had exactly zero visitors.

And I know-- - That's not what she said.

Why would she lie about that?

- Well, maybe instead of driving around

with little old me, you should be asking her

what else she's lying to you about.

Don't you reckon?

Yeah, you're right.

Yeah, stop the car.

Now.

Sorry.

- Leave your radio and your phone and get out.

- We're out in woop woop. Are you mental?

You said you didn't know how to drive a stick.

- I've watched you do it. Doesn't look that hard.

Come on.

- You wouldn't do this. You wouldn't leave me.

I--I could die out here.

You won't leave me here.

I'm telling you! You're not that guy!

No, wait! No, wait!

- Nothing ever happens in Burnt Ridge.

Now there's a bomb and a bloody shootout.

- Bad things follow bad people, Lemon.

We'll get to Luci Miller's place,

track down this Elliot Stanley, then we can all go home.

- I thought someone in your position

would be sitting behind a desk,

not driving up and down the country

doing mutt work, asking questions.

- Job's worth doing, you do it yourself.

- Is that how you got your foot in the door?

You know, to get to where you are?

- You thinking about a career in Major Crimes, Lemon?

- Oh, I don't know, I mean I don't have the experience,

and not many people up there look like me, right?

- Ah, you work hard and keep your head down.

It's all that matters.

- Thanks, sir. I really appreciate that.

- Of course you do 'cause it's good stuff.

Hold on a sec.

I'm just gonna pull over.

Nature calls.

- Everything all right out there?

- Not everything is your damn business, Lemon.

Hey!

Hey!

Come on.

Figured you can help me find her,

given it's your job and all.

- Why would I get in the car with you?

I knew you wouldn't let me die.

Let's go.

All right, then. McCoy.

What is this?

- Well, the bloke who called

said you wanted the best available.

This is it.

Huh?

- We have a long way to go, hmm?

Yeah, no, well, um,

Burnt Ridge is a full night's drive from here.

It's not the easiest in the dark, either.

You know, you gotta be on the lookout for roos and whatnot.

So, uh, what's the big rush anyway?

- Be aware of the fury of a patient man.

Uh, right-o.

- This is where she lives? - That's what she told me.

Come on, get out.

Hey, you're my hostage.

You can't just stay in the car. That's not how this works.

Hostage.

That's not a very nice word to use.

Can't you just say Helen?

You're my Helen?

Sounds weird.

Hello?

Christ.

Oh, boy.

Oh, potatoes.

This is not nice.

I left him in a well.

Did he get someone to fucking crane him out or something?

- Looks like someone slipped here.

What is it?

Different passports.

With different names.

Let me see.

She's a real catch, this one.

She's one of those lovely girls with multiple identities.

- Come on. We have to go.

Hey, hurry up.

- You realise that's the third dead body

you've left behind you now?

It's not a good look.

Look, you don't have to do this, okay?

I can just walk away. I'm not gonna say anything.

- Where's the closest airport? - Silverworth.

It's about 250 K's from here.

It's not that big. Maybe four, five flights a day.

Look, I've got people, Elliot, that miss me,

people that are gonna be wondering where I am,

why I haven't called.

- There's a flight in a few hours.

Get in.

I'm sorry, but just do.

- Hi, um, sorry. Do you speak, um...

- English? Yes. Very well, madam.

Of course. - Great.

I need a car sent to an ashram in the hills.

It's a place called Sakut in Samra.

- Madam, that is very, very far away from here.

- Yeah. I know. I was there a few years ago.

It's one of those silent retreat-type places,

so they don't have any phones there.

You're kind of my last-- my last hope here.

- It really is very far, madam.

- I can pay you whatever it takes.

- Oh, of course, madam. Hold on a second.

Under what name shall I make the booking?

- Oh, sorry. I don't need collecting.

I actually just need your driver to do something for me.

Of course.

Madam, may I ask, what is this regarding?

You know, just for the safety of my driver.

You understand, no?

Redemption.

Redemption?

Very good.

Sorry.

Roadworks, so there might be a speed camera somewhere nearby.

See? There it is. Sneaky.

Yeah, it pays to be in traffic nerd sometimes.

Crap.

Try it again.

- Must've knocked something kind of whack

when I slammed on the brakes.

- No, no, no! We have to move!

- Okay, well, the car doesn't care

how much you wanna get there.

The car is just a car,

and it's buggered.

Oh.

Is he dead?

What do you think?

- Look, I'm not exactly good with dead stuff.

Well go home.

No, I'm okay, I'm okay.

- Throwing up at a crime scene is not a good look.

Listen, we've done all we can for now.

Just--just--I'll find somewhere local to stay.

Just leave it to me from here.

- Okay. Good. That sounds like a good idea.

- Say anything... - I know, all right? I know.

Sorry, we're closed, mate.

We'll pay whatever it takes.