Riviera

- Gabriel Hirsch. - I know who you are.

I heard about the Vermeer that you got back.

Impressive.

I could use someone like you.

I think we'd make a good team.

What's that?

Shit. Go.

Run. Ru...

Ellen Swann is Chief of Staff for Alexandra Harewood.

Tech billionaire.

I'll get it back.

Do the Argentinians know?

Yes.

I've instructed Cesar to leave it to me.

You're always in my heart.

With you for all eternity. Enrique.

You've got something that belongs to me.

Gabriel, what happened?

It's a long story.

- I'm kind of in, in Saint Tropez. - Saint Tropez?

I need you to bring the rosary here quickly.

Shit.

Shit.

The stones here are emeralds, surrounded by diamonds...

Likely an 18th century design.

Any idea what it's worth?

I estimate two hundred thousand Euros.

Maybe more, but it depends on the provenance.

Less than you were expecting?

I don't know what I was expecting.

Well, you could probably get a little bit more at an auction

in Lourdes or Viseux, but here, Saint Tropez is Godless.

It's almost like you never left.

That's the problem with this time of year,

pickpockets, gypsies.

Well, you can't blame them.

Parasites always come out when there's money to be made.

- And what brings you here? - None of your business.

What about you, what are you doing here?

I'm racing, of course. 'Tis the season.

Shame you sold the Marjorie, I could've challenged you to a race.

I'm done with boats.

How's Daphne?

What's it to you?

See you around, Nico.

Watch out for those parasites, Georgina.

- Georgina? - I'm on my way.

- Please tell me you've got a light? - Are you OK?

I've been trying to make fire with sticks, what took you so long?

Are you alone?

Er, yeah, as far as I know.

So, I, I walk into the hotel room and there's

Ellen, she's demanding the rosary.

And I didn't want to say that you had it.

So I did the whole, take me to your leader thing.

- And cut a deal. - A deal?

Yeah, with Harewood.

Two million Euros, cash.

One for you and one for me.

I thought you were in trouble.

You did bring it, didn't you?

You know what I had to do for this, because of you.

Yes, well of course I do.

And that's why I want to draw a line under it.

- Do you know how much this is worth? - No.

A quarter of a million, max.

So why would Harewood, or anyone else for that matter,

be willing to pay so much more for it, let alone kill?

I took it to an antiques jeweller,

Amelie, she's gonna look into the provenance for me.

Look, I appreciate your impulse to, to find out what is going on,

but at this point, I don't think we have any option

but to hand it over.

We could do our job.

What did you think you were going to do when you took it?

Look. I knew it didn't belong there.

So yes, of course, finding its rightful owner,

it would be the next appropriate step.

But in different circumstances.

Amelie said that she was going to call me back by the afternoon.

Until then, we wait.

Ok. Fine.

Can we at least do that over lunch?

I bet two million could get us a table.

Yes, so could the name Clios, but that doesn't mean I want it.

It's not about the money, you know that.

I was just trying get us out of a bad situation.

You should've seen the size of Harewood's bouncers.

And that's not a euphemism.

Thank you for coming to rescue me.

Hey, nobody puts Gaby in a corner.

Georgina?

Georgina.

I knew it, was you?

Come join us.

- Who's that? - She's a friend of mine.

How are you? You look amazing.

And who is this?

Daphne, this is my friend Gabriel.

- Hello, Georgina's friend. - Hi.

If he gets to be too much, just ignore him.

- How do you do? - How do you do?

- And this is my friend, Dario. - Hey, hi.

Pleasure. Nice to meet you.

Surprise, I'm single.

Oh, I thought we had something special.

Ok, take a seat, I'll go and get some glasses for you.

So I have to ask, what happened, with you and Raafi?

Oh, you know, life.

Oh, I'm sorry.

- Don't be. - I'm not.

So, what about you?

What are you doing here?

Just business.

Oh, you're still curating?

No, I am in restitution now.

Ah, I knew you'd land on your feet.

So erm, how long are you in town for?

I ran into Nico.

But you probably already know that by now.

Do you sail?

Er, no, no, no, no.

I wouldn't know a crow's nest from a poop deck.

Me neither. That's her brother's department.

Oh, we're just here as cheerleaders.

We have to go.

Amelie?

I'm sorry, it's just erm, work.

It was really lovely to see you.

You too.

- It was great to meet you. - Yeah, you too.

- Bye. - Bye.

So what's the, what's the deal between you two?

Long story.

What's with you?

What happened to your whole 'Hey, baby/pull my finger' schtick?

Oh, no.

I, I just get a little bit shy around beautiful women.

Thanks.

I mean, in quantities of two or more.

Don't change the subject. Who's, who's Nico by the way?

- He's her brother. - Ah.

And he is the last person I wanted to run into here.

What?

They both sail.

Who, who?

Nico and Alex Harewood.

Oh, I really hope they're not wrapped up in this together.

Oh, that's a bit of a stretch, isn't it?

I don't believe in coincidence, of all the Gin joints.

Yeah, but half the town's here for Les Voiles.

I don't like it.

Restitution?

The woman burnt down her own art collection.

- It was an accident. - There's no such thing.

- What else did she say? - Nothing.

She said she was meeting someone called Amelie for work.

But that, was it?

Look, I don't think she's here for anything to do with us.

But you don't know that.

Oh, what's wrong?

I think she knew I was digging.

I mean it wasn't, it wasn't pleasant.

Because you're sentimental and sloppy.

I should've known you'd fuck it up.

Stay away from her, she's no good for you.

One more drink?

She'll have water.

It was commissioned by a minor royal in Saxony in 1752,

then stolen during the Second World War.

Relatives of the family have had a claim out on it ever since.

Does the claim mention any unique features?

Ah, like this?

What about the note?

Well, the compartment yes, but not the note.

That must've come later.

Do you have the name of the claimant?

My contact is trying to find out whether they're still alive.

It will take another day or two.

We can wait.

Look, we can't keep Harewood hanging on any longer.

Well, we have to.

Why are you so obsessed with where this thing's from?

It is what you hired me for.

No, I hired you to help return family heirlooms to the relatives

of holocaust victims.

This a pseudo-royal Euro-inbred, trinket.

That two people have died for.

Look, I know it's all my fault and I cannot apologise enough

or any more.

But, there comes a point when you just have to cut your losses.

I will talk to Harewood.

Ok, good.

And tell her what, exactly?

Daphne?

Georgina, hi.

Yeah, it was lovely seeing you earlier.

Look, I was wondering whether you and Gabriel wanted to join us?

- Us? - Yeah, Dario and I.

Look, I'd had a drink at lunchtime and it'd be nice to talk properly.