White Lines

I reckon I must have lived more in the last 24 hours

than in the last 24 years.

A torrential rain just washed everything away.

Do you how long it's been since it rained in Almeria?

It's a desert.

In Spain.

You know this more than anyone.

I was just a kid when my brother disappeared off the face of the Earth.

But I knew that one day I'd find out the truth.

That the missing pieces would fit together

and then the wound would heal.

I would heal.

I didn't realize how destructive the truth could be.

Until now.

Inspector Juan Miguel Fonseca.

Mike Walker. This is my wife, Zoe.

Crazy place, no?

They filmed spaghetti westerns here in the '60s.

You know, Sergio Leone?

The Good, the Bad and the Ugly?

Uh, sorry. Today it's a theme park.

What's the plan? Identify the body?

I'm afraid it's not that simple.

After 20 years and the desert being so dry,

it has actually mummified the body.

But a tattoo is visible,

similar to your brother's.

What tattoo?

This was taken two months before your brother's disappearance.

- Uh... He must have got it in Ibiza. - So, what do you want us to do?

We have a flight back to Manchester at six o'clock.

We need to run some tests. Uh...

Oh...

Sorry for this...

Come here.

All right?

- Okay? - Uh, just give me a second.

It's Axel.

He didn't leave.

He didn't give up on me.

Axel was murdered.

I hate this fucking music.

Sissy, darling.

Bring me some breakfast, will you?

Coffee and muffins...

Are you for real?

Boxer!

I need you for a couple of minutes.

Tell me.

I'm looking at the body painting.

I've got the zebra and tiger sorted out,

but come and look at this.

What do you think of this? A snake.

I don't like snakes.

Crocodile!

No, Bruno!

Stop fucking around.

No snakes, no crocodiles.

All right, all right.

Come here, come here.

Look. They're dancers.

People look at a dancer and dream of fucking them. That's it.

Huh?

Sorry. I adore you. Thank you.

Who is this?

Axel Collins?

Okay, I'm on it. Thanks.

One, two, left.

I know you can do better, Conchita.

Yes, I know.

I've been a little distracted today.

Welcome, all. Dear citizens, dear mayors, dear regional councilors...

Dear gamblers, dear addicts and gangsters,

we're gathered here together...

Andreu!

What? They're the people who go to casinos, right?

This is serious, Dad, we've got a lot at stake.

We need to convince the investors.

If you really want to convince them, son,

take off your tie, roll up your sleeves and talk to them face-to-face.

They are countrymen, neighbors, they're just like us.

Andreu, those neighbors could frighten the investors.

I know some of these guys from school.

I'll tell them what I think, and we will come to an understanding.

And what I cannot manage,

the lobster stew will do for me.

All right. I'm taking King for a walk.

Come on.

Come on, King.

Mr. Thompson...

Nevada Diverse Holdings.

Dear Mr. Thompson,

Nevada Diverse Holdings.

Dear Mr... Correct.

Las Vegas Table Resort.

You'll do very well, darling.

Thanks, Mum.

Darling, until everything is signed,

all our clubs must be clean.

Yes?

I know. I'm on it.

Do whatever it takes.

Okay, my boy?

Mm.

Mm.

How's it going, Boxer?

Morning, sir.

Has something happened?

They've found a body on your land. Mummified.

Which land?

In Almeria.

Go, King.

Sir,

they think it's Axel.

Axel Collins.

Why do they think that?

Well...

it has a tattoo on its chest with Kika's name.

Yaah!

If the autopsy confirms it's your brother,

we can start repatriating the body.

What happens next?

Do the English police investigate?

Mrs. Walker, first we must work out

if he died around the time of your brother's disappearance

or sometime later.

What difference does it make?

If he was murdered more than 20 years ago,

there will be no investigation.

Why not?

In Spain, you cannot be prosecuted for murder

once 20 years have passed.

Let me just get this straight. You're saying...

there's a possibility that the case might not be investigated at all?

How come you have that picture of him in your folder?

- It's from a police investigation, right? - There was an investigation in Ibiza

at the time of his disappearance...

Why, if everyone thought he went to India?

You must settle for what I tell you, okay?

What would you do if I just took the folder and ran out of here?

Zoe.

I know.

- Spanish cops carry guns. - Easy, Zoe.

Seriously?

So whoever did it, you can come out of hiding.

All is forgiven. What a relief.

Have a party. Invite some friends.

Maybe there's someone else you want to bump off.

I don't care what the Spanish police say.

As far as I'm concerned, Axel just died.

Just tell me one thing.

If he disappeared in Ibiza, what's his body doing in Almeria?

Mrs. Walker, we haven't yet established

that this body is your brother.

I know it's him.

First we must do a DNA test.

There you go. Here's my DNA.

Mike, will you just sign whatever he needs?

I've got to get out of here. I can't breathe.

"She's too sensitive."

"Don't tell her the truth, she can't take it."

It's all I've ever heard.

From my father, my husband...

you.

All thinking I'm gonna flip out.

Come off the rails.

Maybe that's just who I am.

Maybe I just need to let it out.

Excuse me. Do you know how I get to Ibiza?

Where are you goin'?

To Ibiza.

Listen, I know you want answers, but this is not the way.

- I'll be fine. - Yeah, but for how long?

We've worked so hard, Zoe,

- to make you... - What? Stable?

Yeah, stable.

Sorry, remind me, am I talking to my husband or my nurse?

You're talking to the guy who picked you up

when you couldn't get out of bed.

I've lived our whole marriage with the ghost of Axel.

I won't let it destroy you again.

Let's go home.

I can't.

I can't, Mike.

It's my brother.

I need to know what happened to him.

What am I supposed to say to Jenny?

She has her exams.

I'll phone her.

Please, Mike. I'm gonna be okay.

Everything that happened, it... it's in the past.

You have to trust me.

Of course I trust you.

But you have to promise me, if anything goes wrong,

- you will call me, all right? - Mm-hmm.

I'm only a couple of hours away.

- You promise? - Yeah. I promise.

Try and get your hands on a wheelchair for me, will you?

Because your dad's gonna break my legs

- when I return home without you. - Yeah.