200 บรรทัดแรก
* Venez dans mes bras *
* Closer to me, dear *
* Donnez-vous a moi *
* Set aside all fear *
* Restons sans laisser pour l'eternite *
* Yes, you shall be mine *
* Till the end of time *
Bringing down a plane's still a very extravagant way
of dispensing with your enemies.
I guess leaving a body on a handcart
is also quite extravagant.
Extravagant what, though? Threat?
Invitation?
And the results are in.
Some kind of particularly nasty variant
of Crimean-Congo hemorrhagic virus.
God knows how Fournier actually got it.
Although they're saying it's only contagious
through direct contact with fluids from the body.
Good news for BB, then.
Yeah, he really doesn't want this one.
Liver swells up like a goose in a French crate.
Kidneys scream, acute respiratory distress.
Sounds like half of CID on a Monday morning.
And then you bleed out through your mouth and eyeballs.
R-I-fucking-P.
Word from above is, this stops with Fournier.
Yeah, but it obviously doesn't.
It stops with whoever gave him orders
and left him as a message. Koba.
That word comes from both sides of the Channel,
so don't shoot the fucking messenger.
I haven't been told to stop. I just have...
By anybody with the appropriate authority.
If they want us to stop, they'll have to send us word
more explicitly than that.
Be careful what you wish for.
Do they want to wrap up this case?
Not everyone is comfortable.
It's a weak case at best.
What do we do then?
We need to find out who gave the order. That's obvious!
But it's complicated.
Several interests are at stake here! Do you economic interests?
Doesn't make them wrong, given, it affects lives.
All right, so...we know Robert Fournier is just the hired gun.
Uses the expertise he developed with his wife to down the plane.
Finances his terrorist spree.
And then he becomes a nuisance. So his paymaster turns him into a toxic telegram.
And you think Koba is Gregor Baturin?
Well... We're not a 100% sure,
but he had at least three enemies on the plane.
Paul Bresson is the most obvious.
He is the one, who put him away for arms dealing.
And there's Josephine Dumont,
the French journalist who was investigating those arms deals.
And then...Stefan Czyrko.
Thrown in probably as a bonus ball.
Come on! Difficult, but not impossible.
We have just one person traveling legitimately and you get the other two on.
Josephine Dumont was on honeymoon so he couldn't have arranged that.
Right. Maybe she's the reason the plane was chosen.
Then you trick one of the other two into carrying some kind of hacking device.
Or anyone on the plane. We haven't found all the phones.
Yeah, that's right, but what we want to know is,
did Vanessa Hamilton ever meet Robert Fournier?
Forget it!
She just seems to be at the center of it all.
Forget it.
British Intelligence made it clear
nobody but them go near her.
Room service?
Room service.
I'm having a bath. You'll have to wait.
Who's there?
I took a polygraph in front of a lawyer.
Well, this isn't Jeremy Kyle.
I think a DNA test would probably be more scientific.
Jamie's dead.
He killed himself aged 14.
Can't you see how much he looked like the father he never knew
and missed so much?
So, you're involved in the whole animal rights thing?
That's right. Putting bombs under the cars
of scientist's families, that sort of thing?
I wish we had.
They were accomplices in a genocide.
And you spent two years in prison
for criminal damage and arson.
We liberated a mink farm.
Most of the mink were shot and run over in the end.
At least they tasted freedom. Mostly tasted people's pets.
But, anyway, when in prison you found a new cause, didn't you?
Recently, you started working as a prison visitor for Medway Maximum Security Prison?
So? Well...
it has a number of celebrity inmates, like, the so-called 'Truth Terrorist' Kieran Ashton.
I have to go now.
The give away was when you talked about hurting Karl's family as revenge.
Don't know what you are talking about? You're doing this for him, aren't you?
He still wants to hurt us.
Are you in love with him or somethin'?
Did you fall under the spell of his criminal charisma?
He's not criminal for waging war against hypocrisy.
Kieran held up a mirror to society.
It's not just me that thinks that. All of us do.
Yeah, like so many utterly shit things in life,
that is depressingly plausible.
You took away his sight to punish him for seeing clearly!
But I still read to him.
His favorite book is Captain Corelli's Mandolin.
Ok! Ok.
It's your fucking fault he's in prison.
I'm glad that stupid son died.
He should have burnt him alive like his son.
That's what Karl did to him, remember?
He didn't, actually.
I wish he'd roasted Adam.
I wish he'd killed you all!
I'm so sorry about your son.
He looks a lot like you.
And I'm sure his suicide is what brought you to this terrible place.
Get some help, Gemma. And stay away from Kieran Ashton.
Hello?
Yes. Yes, of course I remember you.
Vanessa Hamilton.
Vanessa Hamilton.
Yes, I'm sure he'll come and meet you.
She must be scared.
We must be her only option. That's good, if she's desperate.
What's going on with Eryka Klein?
Nothing.
You had a drink with her on your birthday.
The fact it was my birthday was a coincidence.
Yeah, but you still went for a drink with her.
We have things in common.
She's very attractive.
I'll tell her you think so.
In a chilly kind of a way.
Oh, fuck me! It's the hanging judge.
Can you come with me, Mike?
So why did you call us?
Robert Fournier.
I'm next.
I think you're right.
Somebody was in my hotel room, while I was in the bathroom.
Who was that? Koba?
Or one of your Frenchmen from your security services?
Putting the squeeze on.
I've seen how they treat people they're supposed to protect,
especially when they want something else.
What do you mean by that?
I've seen the files, Vanessa.
MI5 wanted to work with you because of the passports.
I don't know if it was all Ml5.
There's more than just one bunch.
Like teenage boys wanting to get into your knickers.
Was it one of them who told you
there was an undercover cop investigating?
To get you on-board?
This is ridiculous. You can't protect me.
We can.
I can get you to France and I can get you a new identity.
But you have to talk to us about Koba.
About everything.
Otherwise you're looking at a trip to 'The Maldives'.
Smoke.
Looks like it's time to say farewell, BB.
They're not best pleased I handed over the Czyrko files.
What? Find Karl,
tell him to keep moving and not to use normal exit routes.
I'm going to miss you lot.
Good night, and fuck you all!
Yeah? Shift, boss. Now.
I'll meet you where the Snuffman lives.
I'll call Olivier.
Gotta move. They're coming after you.
I'll find you a safe house. Be careful leaving the country.
We'll use the maintenance tunnel. Half way there.
Wait here.
Please don't smoke in the car.
How you doing, Snuffman? It just don't bother me, son.
It just don't bother me.
That's the spirit.
Take this, go somewhere remote, make some calls.
Key? Oh!
Security card.
If they find you, hold out for a while, then give yourself up.
Don't want to lose you, too.
Number? Er...2-9-7-3-6-8.
Er...What is it? 2-9-7-3-6-8.
Yes, hello, BB. This is BB.
I'm strolling along the beach here, eating a Strawberry Mivvi,
which...
is the 'King of Ice Lollies', as far as I'm concerned.
Oh! looks like I've got company.
Karl! Yeap, that'll be them.
Road rage!
And again.
Whoa!
Fucker!
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