The Missing

I still can't believe Dad didn't kill you for doing that.

Bloody hell, Midget, don't creep up on people.

- Did it hurt? - Not really.

Can I have one?

Just go away.

Mum and Dad'll go mental if you keep bunkin' off.

Please... help me.

English?

Can you tell me your name, please, miss?

Is there someone we can call for you?

Sophie...

Giroux...

Sophie Giroux - who's that?

Your mother?

Your sister?

Who is Sophie Giroux?

We will try and find her.

Can you please tell me your name?

"Niemand ist hoffnungsloser

versklavt als der,

der falschlich glaubt frei zu sein."

Would anybody like to hazard a translation?

"None are more hopelessly enslaved

than those who falsely believe they are free."

That was written by a man called Johann Wolfgang von Goethe...

Von Goethe's most famous work is Faust,

which is about a man who sells his soul to the Devil

in search of power...

Er...

Turn your books to chapter three, please,

and start reading.

What's the matter?

I'll finish your lesson, Gemma, don't worry.

Mrs Webster, my name's Sergeant Eve Stone.

I'm with the Military Police, 5th Investigation Company.

My name is Jorn Lenhart. I'm with the German Police.

I'm sorry, I'm not really sure how to say this...

What is it? Is it Sam? Is he OK?

A young woman walked into Eckhausen yesterday

and collapsed on Lindenstrasse.

She was taken to Hanover hospital

and operated on overnight.

- She's stable now... - I don't understand.

She says her name is Alice Webster.

What did you say?

If I cannot give us honey, I can at least bring firewood.

Well, you tried, my love.

And failed.

So... fail again, fail better... Ah!

Or simply adapt.

I will get the rest of the wood.

Well, it's been almost a year since Chalons du Bois.

You know, sitting around here...

They performed surgery last night.

Another few hours without treatment, she would have died.

She had a ruptured appendix.

The surgery has left her tired.

She's still recovering from the anaesthetic.

Daddy?

Look at you.

My little girl.

It's so bright in here.

Alice, love...

Mum...

11 years, we've waited.

I can't believe it.

You haven't changed, Mum.

Neither of you.

I remember when you did that in your bedroom.

We were so angry, weren't we?

And then, the next week, you weren't there any more.

And I kept thinking, what an awful waste of time.

To argue over something so meaningless.

I'm sorry. I don't know what to say.

You don't have to say anything.

You're here now and that's all that matters, OK?

Hey, Alice.

Is that you, Midget?

Not any more.

I'd like to be on my own now.

This is...

It's too much.

Oh. OK.

You don't have to talk, if you don't want to...

We'll be right outside. OK?

We'll be just outside that door if you need anything.

What's happened to her, Sam?

Where the hell has she been?

Allô, oui? - Hi. Is that Julien Baptiste?

- Yes, it is. - My name's Sergeant Eve Stone .

I'm with the Military Police,

stationed at the garrison in Eckhausen, Germany.

Do you know the name Alice Webster?

The... the British girl.

She was abducted in 2003, no?

Yesterday... she came back.

She... walked right into the middle of the town square.

There's a name she mentioned

when the paramedics asked who they could call.

She said the name Sophie Giroux.

Excuse me?

Sophie Giroux?

I know this all happened 11, 12 years ago, but...

you were the lead detective on her abduction.

We don't know how long it'll be

until she's well enough to talk.

So I was hoping, in the meantime,

maybe you might look through your original case files

and see if there was a link between the two girls.

Do you think the same person who took her

- also took Alice? We think it's likely, yes .

Which would mean there is a chance we could find Sophie.

Look, I'm retired now but, er... I will help you. I will...

Let me look at my files and see what I can learn.

Thanks for your time, Monsieur Baptiste.

And how is she? The girl?

Alive.

- I think this is for me. - Mr Paptees?

No, it's Baptiste. But, er...

It's not important. You are?

- Bagir. - Bagir.

The car is this way, Mr Paptees.

- How far to Kirkuk? - About one or two hours, maybe.

You must know, Kirkuk is no place for tourists.

I'm no tourist.

Sam...

Sam, it's nearly nine.

Yeah.

You can't be late.

I know.

Matthew's gonna go and visit Alice this afternoon.

I thought maybe we could all go.

- I'll try. - Oh.

Well, don't strain yourself.

Hey, Matty... (Speaks German)

You should talk to him.

For all the good it'll do.

And how are you sleeping?

Yeah, I'm fine.

I don't know what I'm expected to do.

You're not expected to do anything, Sam.

I am, though, aren't I?

Why else would you be with the head doctor?

You want me to talk about Alice and all that.

Not unless you want to.

I shouldn't have done what I did. It was a mistake.

But all this modified assessment crap is just a waste of time.

Three days a week stuck behind a desk.

I need to be back with the regiment.

That's not going to happen, Sam, until I've cleared you.

You know that.

I don't want to talk about her.

Why not?

Monsieur Baptiste?

It's OK. Mr Anderssen?

Stefan's fine.

Well, then, call me Julien, please.

Thank you for meeting me.

I'm not the one who travelled

over a thousand miles to be here.

- Monsieur Baptiste... - Julien.

Julien, I'm not quite sure why you wanted to meet me.

You didn't give much away in your email.

Can we go inside? Er, I am not used to the heat.

I'm looking for someone .

What's this about?

Two girls kept prisoner in a basement for more than 10 years.

Sophie Giroux and Alice Webster.

I must find this man. I need to track him down.

So what's this got to do with me here?

I need to find someone to drive me from here to Azwya.

Crossing the border into Iraq

is a good way to get yourself killed.

Says the man who has done it many times.

You have done your research.

Of course. I read your articles.

I admire your writing. And, ah... And your courage...

- Julien, please understand... - I must find this man.

Look, I choose what risks I take.

I do not take them lightly, but when I do, they're mine alone.

You're married, right? You have a family?

Yes.

What do I tell them if you don't come back?