The Fox

Oh, hi. Could I get another cup of coffee, please?

Yes.

I told you it would go wrong.

You didn't fucking listen.

Now, you gonna have to fucking live with it!

Live with the fucking consequences!

Graig!

The ERU is here now.

You have a choice.

Either you come out unarmed,

walking backwards with your hands above your head,

or we come in.

Do you understand?

I'm coming out! Get out!

I'm sorry?

You said that you lived in Amsterdam?

No, in The Hague.

Uh… I'm… I'm actually alright.

You can… Just let me out here. I'll walk the rest of the way.

- Are you sure? I can take you all the way. - No. I'm good.

This is it.

Nice talking.

Keep the change.

Confirm us in our hope that he will be greater than you

on the day when you'll rise him up in glory

to live with You and all the saints forever and ever.

Amen.

I'm sorry, Simon.

You know what they did to him after the war?

They put him in the nick coming back to Ireland.

They called him a deserter too.

Not a word of thanks, nothing.

But your father was true a hero, Simon.

And I am proud to have served with him.

They broke the mold after him.

Young people these days…

I just tell myself he's with mom now.

How are you?

How are things going in The Hague?

Fine.

Busy, you know.

Got a lot of cases on.

Europol is pretty demanding.

You know dad was very proud of you.

Don't fucking start…

Simon, I don't know what it is with you two.

I know you never talk much.

Talk?

He barely fucking noticed me, let alone talk!

You're wrong, Simon.

He loved you very much.

I know he didn't show it that often, but he did.

Fox.

Yes, sir, yeah.

No, there's no problem.

I'll be there.

Did you ever… talk to a professional?

After what happened to you when you were still on the force.

I have to go.

Kiss the kids for me, okay?

Why don't you stay?

Just catch your breath.

Let somebody else take over your work.

Sorry, Marge. I can't.

Is anyone renting the cabin?

You could go there.

Just get away from things. Some peace and quiet.

You're right.

Maybe I will.

Yeah, but I… Yeah, alright. I will.

Sorry. Who are you?

Simon Fox.

Europol Serious Organized Crime.

I have to check on the deceased's administration.

We think he may have been involved in international fraud.

Right.

Right.

Mark de Koster, Dutch Regional Homicide squad.

Have you identified this man yet?

Yes, Peter van Doorn.

Lived here most of his life.

It seems he fell down the stairs.

I can't say for sure, still waiting on the tech team.

You think he is pushed?

Uhm…

Well, either way, I've got to check on Mr. Van Doorn's administration.

Any idea where he kept it?

Upstairs. First door to your right.

Can I get some coffee?

Sure.

Help yourself.

- They took away the body. - I'm sorry?

The body.

They won't be sending a tech team.

No indication of foul play. They say.

I'm guessing you think otherwise.

Are you familiar with Operation Gladio?

Underground resistance network… mostly Cold War stuff.

The Russians are coming.

I'm a bit of a history buff.

I do research.

Historical research.

It's very interesting stuff this Gladio, you see.

Listen.

After World War II,

here in Holland, in Belgium, Italy, etcetera,

Gladio kept secret stashes of unregistered arms,

ready to supply the resistance in case the Russians came.

Like you said.

After some kids found a stash in the early eighties,

our prime minister… got rid of all the stashes.

The Wall was about to come down.

Things were about to change.

Only… they didn't.

They didn't?

Not as far as Gladio goes.

I believe those stashes still exist.

I believe someone found them and is going to use them.

I think one of those stashes was right here.

This… could have been anything.

Sure. But I found something.

I didn't pick it up, I was waiting for the tech team.

Lots of people got stuff like this.

I used to collect rounds when I was a kid.

So, what are you going to do now?

Add it to my collection, I guess.

You know, Simon…

In Belgium, the murderous Nijvel gang used Gladio.

In Italy, Gladio used the Red Brigade for false flag operations.

Everybody thought it was the Italian communists

behind the attacks.

It was great for the pro-Americans,

but it wasn't much fun being an Italian commie after that.

And now it's election time.

Basically, Anton De Poorter, with his No-nonsense Law,

killing what is left of our privacy,

or Ben Somers, the poor sod, will win.

The difference?

The difference is whether you want to live in a police state or not.

All they need is fear.

Russians, Middle East extremists, anarchists,

it doesn't matter.

All they need is fear.

It's all just history, I guess. Mm?

Anyway…

Here's my card.

If you find any more documents you think I should see,

give me a call.

Nice talking to you.

Thanks for the coffee.

Hi… Eleanor, was it?

Do you have any more of those tablets for stomach aches?

I know what you mean. I think I have some of those.

Thank you.

Eat too fast?

Too much coffee, I'm afraid.

Simon! I tried to call you, you didn't answer.

They'll make their move across the channel.

Big ass car.

I have to report to D'Arnaud.

I'll only be a minute.

My sincere condolences, Simon.

You should have told me your father past away.

It's completely normal to take a leave of absence.

We've got very good benefits for that here at Europol.

I'm fine.

My offer still stands.

I've been reading through your reports

on the house of the deceased.

I will make sure the EC3 task force can close the case.

So, Mr. Van Doorn died of natural causes, is it?

I haven't finished the report yet.

I met this detective, Mark de Koster.

He had his doubts,

Couldn't come up with anything solid, though.

Right.

I won't keep you any longer.

I heard you teamed up with Thijs van Houtern

on the car smuggling?

Yeah. He is… a nice young man.

Yes, he is.

You look tired.

Do you sleep well?

It's nothing… I'll be fine.

Right.

That would be all.

And think about that leave of absence.

Thank you, sir.

Interesting collection you have, sir.

Strong leaders.

Well…

I have yet to meet people that yearn for a weak leader.

You must have had a busy couple of days. Flying back and forth to Dublin.

Unit one, in position.

Unit two, stand by.

There are six flights a day. It's like taking the bus.

I don't mean to pry or anything, but it's…

You know, it's kind of a big thing losing a parent and all.

Yeah.

You could have told me, that's all I'm saying.