Hunting Party (2026) Movie Script
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[logo chimes]
[suspenseful music]
[tense music]
[footsteps crunching]
[door rattling]
[footsteps crunching]
[handle rattling]
[tense music continues]
[suspenseful music]
[Harold gasps]
[Harold grunts]
[breathing heavily]
- This is how you pictured
your retirement?
Running around in
the cold night air.
- Oh, stop fussing,
for God's sake.
Come on If he makes it to
the stream, we'll lose him.
- He's all mine.
You good?
Yeah. No. I'm fine.
[panting]
[car engine rumbling]
[door opens]
- Well, he took his time.
- On track to beat
your personal best.
- It always ends the same.
[suspenseful music]
[Harold groans]
[whimpering]
[screams and grunts]
[suspenseful music continues]
I think you may have left
the keys in your car.
- Losing your touch, Stephen.
[body thuds]
- You stole my fucking kill.
- Well,
he's paid his debt to society.
Huh?
Tea?
- When I say it's my kill.
It's mine.
- Perhaps you need
more practice.
- I'll take care of that.
- He's paid his debt, ain't he?
Dignity and all that.
- Hello, pretty.
This ain't over.
Not by a long shot.
[gurgling]
[dramatic music]
[dramatic music continues]
- Mr. McBrayer, I'm
Jessica Mullins.
How does it feel to be
acquitted against the odds?
- Harold McBrayer is great.
Just great, Jessica.
And it wasn't against the odds.
The government say they
are going to appeal
so they can appeal 100 times.
We would still win.
If a man is innocent,
justice will prevail.
Mr. McBrayer, what
are you going to do
with your unexpected freedom?
- Unexpected?
[indistinct] is
always against me.
If you really want to know,
I'm gonna find a bar
and get shit faced.
- Bloody criminals.
- Aye, Burglar Bill
on the prowl again.
- Judge?
Do you think this was a
miscarriage of justice?
- Well, I will answer
your question, young lady.
Harold McBrayer was
a career criminal,
a menace to society.
He invaded the homes
of the elderly.
Now, sooner or later,
that was going to
end in tragedy.
- Was his acquittal a
miscarriage of justice?
- Absolutely. The government
has a lot to answer for.
Good day.
- I'm Jessica Mullins.
Don't forget to subscribe.
[gentle acoustic guitar plays]
- Keep that shirt
safe, will you?
- 88/89 season?
- Yeah, and that's my shirt.
So make sure you lock
up properly tonight.
- Are you paying for those?
- Put it on my tab..
My heart has always
been forever true
- More drinks?
You're staying over, then?
- Well, let's weigh out
the options, shall we?
I could be in a bed with
a beautiful, soft skinned,
debonair woman like yourself.
Or I could be in a place
where the walls are
rattling with his snoring.
- Debonair?
- Yeah, confident.
You've got style and some
would say you're charming.
But unless you're implying
something untoward
my intentions there.
- Only that there's nothing
pure about my intentions.
- The answer you was hoping for?
Yeah.
- Let's go home,
watch TV in bed.
Whoa. You're keen.
You don't want to get too drunk.
- I could swear
on several Bibles
you were drunk that night.
I pulled you, though.
- Well, then hell awaits
you with all that swearing.
But you were cute drunk.
- Hey, Romeo.
Delivery tomorrow.
Don't forget.
- I'll make sure we're on time.
It's not you I'm
worried about, Marilyn.
It's him.
- Okay, dad.
Delivery tomorrow morning.
Got it.
- Oh.
Book accounts are
behind the bar.
- Okay.
- Doing our books now, yeah?
- It wouldn't hurt to
have a fresh pair of eyes
look over them.
They might not be
as bad as they seem.
- Smart women are so sexy.
- Not that smart.
Clearly, my dating
choices are questionable.
[they laugh]
[bell ringing]
[engine hissing]
[tense music]
[suspenseful music]
[Eve gasping]
- It's just a dream.
[birds chirping]
[footsteps tapping]
- Did you hear?
- Fucking spooks, shit the bed.
How did they even lose
something like that?
- The Russians aren't
going to like it.
It's in Cardiff,
so it's our problem.
- Do we have cover?
-Foreign are already
all over it.
- Christ!
They'll love that.
- I was thinking of
taking Michael from fraud.
- Put Eve Campbell on it.
- Uh, Michael has plenty of
experience in foreign, so...
- No.
Eve can do the background
and then follow up...
Oh, what's his name?
Agent down at the embassy.
- Plunkett.
- Plunkett.
Eve's dealt with him before.
I can get her in.
- Um.
You think Eve's an arsehole?
[Charlotte scoffs]
I do not think
Eve's an arsehole.
- She is an arsehole,
trust me, I know her.
A lot of people who are good
at their jobs are arseholes,
Charlotte.
- I know that, Rosa.
It's just that...
Eve seems to attract
disturbances.
- She had a drug problem then.
Not now.
- Right.
Three months ago, was it?
The agency bent over backwards
while she was popping pills.
But now she's clean.
Anyway, this isn't the point.
The point is,
this isn't an Eve Campbell
slash and burn job.
This takes a delicate touch.
- Ooh!
A delicate touch.
[indistinct]
- Come on Rosa.
Whatever it is the
Russians have lost,
it could turn up outside
Parliament or Buck's house.
[Rosa laughs]
- Now you're being paranoid.
Whatever they were doing
over there in Wales,
[whispers] none of our beeswax.
- A major asset lost on their
side affects all of us.
[Rosa sighs]
- Crispy bite?
- Oh, no, thank you.
- Let me tell you
something, Charlotte.
This is the kind of
shit that we make up
as an excuse to run
across the globe.
Judge grants a killer freedom
because he's being blackmailed.
We kill both of them,
just to be sure.
Gang's arming
nine-year-olds in Uganda
that attack helicopters
in the skies,
light up the whole village.
People don't want
to know what we do.
Just that we do it
and they're safe.
- Well, then I better
give Eve Campbell a call
because that's her
attitude, exactly.
- You've worked here,
what, six months now?
I've known Eve for
three and a half years.
She is as good as any I've seen.
Do you know why she got
kicked back to this ship?
- I've heard some things.
- Eve busted the mayor.
The mayor of fucking Teesside.
She got hold of a secret memo
about a contract bribe between
the mayor and an ex-councillor,
and she ran with it.
- So?
- The agency tried to kill
it because the senior TM
was in bed with the mayor.
What did Eve do?
She didn't whine,
but she didn't back down either.
She walked.
- Fine, fine.
It's your department.
- You know, life's too
short to drink bad vodka.
- You have nothing to say to me.
- Who took the jam out
of your doughnut today?
- You did, Jay!
You did!
You nicked the jam
out of my doughnut.
- It was half hour.
Jesus.
- Half an hour!
It was two hours.
- Well, yeah. I mean,
if you're gonna get all
precise about it, then.
Look, dad, don't
laugh, all right?
I'm in love.
[scoffs]
- I'll alert the media.
- No. I'm serious.
Dad. Marilyn is the one.
- The one?
You hardly know her.
- The differences with you and
me is that I hear church bells.
- You should see
somebody about that.
- What?
What do you mean by that?
- How many engagement rings have
you bought over the years?
- Here we go.
Honestly, there is just no joy
in you whatsoever, is there?
You have no money
and you can swing
if you think you're
getting any from me.
I'll use the shirt.
The shirt?
The Derry City shirt?
Bloody hell, no!
Why? It's my shirt!
- It took me two years
to get the signatures,
and it's the only reason
it's worth anything.
- What are you
two talking about?
- Nothing.
Sorry that Jay was late
this morning, Danny.
It was totally my fault.
- Don't you cover for him.
- How's the fake vodka going?
- How...
Are the books that bad?
- Not bad,
but not good.
In a bad way.
Oh, fuck!
No! Oh, fuck!
Oh, fuck!
Fuck!
Fuck!
Fuck!
- I'm gonna leave her.
Oh, fuck!
- There's a nice cafe near
here that I used last time.
Great eggs Benedict.
- No. Not now, not ever.
Fuck!
- Will you marry me?
- Oh my God. Yes.
[Marilyn gasps]
Oh! It's beautiful.
- Isn't it lovely?
- Isn't it just.
- I don't believe
what he just did.
You don't.
- Dad, you old hound dog!
Let's get a photo. Come on.
[camera shutter snaps]
[Marilyn chuckles]
- Oh, can we post
this one at least?
She never lets me post anything.
Dad, but everyone
probably thinks I'm fake.
- Just this once.
It's a special
occasion, I suppose.
I've never been engaged before.
[laughter]
[suspenseful music]
- Morning. All.
- Brunch?
- I might have
missed the beginning,
but I'm here now to
make it truly memorable.
- Eve, you got my message?
- Uh, yeah.
- Seems we have a
problem, you and I.
- Do we?
- We do.
- Look, Charlotte, I...
- Sneaky, sneaky Russians,
whatever they're
doing in Cardiff,
seem to have lost
a major something.
- What were Russians
doing in Cardiff?
- What were Russians
doing in Cardiff?
Can't trust anyone these days.
You're being bumped to foreign.
Get to the embassy.
You have a meeting
with Plunkett.
- What?
Oh, Plunkett, he's a hack.
Last of the Cold Bloc.
- This is nuclear,
so mind your P's and Q's.
The agency are assisting only,
so do not, I repeat, do not
get dragged into their mess.
- Right.
Sure.
If they're wheeling out
Plunkett, that's not good.
- No, but this is a nickel
and dime job for an agent.
You get in, you smooth
it over, and you leave.
- Why don't we just talk
to the ambassador?
- Don't be a moron, Eve.
That's one nut we're not even
going to attempt to crack.
- No problem.
Is that all, Charlotte?
- That's all, Eve.
Something more you
wish to discuss, Eve?
- Yeah. Uh, Plunkett.
He'd know we'd react, right?
- React? Yes.
We are reacting.
- Yeah. I mean,
they lose something,
and we're not interested
in what that might be.
- All I need you to do, please,
is to go to the embassy
and mark in the visitor
book that you did just that.
Now, do you think you can do
this very simple
task for me, please?
- Yep.
Yeah.
Yes, Charlotte.
- Thank you.
[bright music]
The sun rises
in our sky today
Let's throw our worries away
- Oh,
thanks for coming.
You're looking rather handsome.
- And she needed the
money for the vet's bill.
Because the cat was suffering
from anxiety and depression
after the incident.
[laughter]
- The dog cat sex thing?
- Mmm.
It's ridiculous.
And the judge sided with her.
[laughter]
- Oh. I've, um,
I've got some paperwork.
- He's a creep.
I really hope
you're not drinking.
- Well...
whatever this is,
it's not drinking.
Where did we get this vodka?
- Is Stephen around?
- No, he's doing his
usual disappearing act.
- I'm surprised you stayed.
- These things are ghastly.
- Well, that's me
done for the night.
- Good night, father.
- Yes, night night, sweetheart.
[party chatter in background]
- You know, [clears throat]
you're the most beautiful
woman at this party.
- Good line.
Do you need me to walk you back?
- Walk me back?
- To that friend zone you
just tried to escape from.
- Do you want another drink?
- With my high
tolerance to alcohol
and your lack of patience,
I'm not quite sure how
this evening may end.
[moaning]
- Yeah!
[moaning]
[shrieks]
- This is a mistake, Anne.
You always had a
thing for the help.
- Sisters in glass houses.
- It intrigues me that you
think I might be straight.
- They never doubt a woman.
You enjoy the power too much.
- A girl's gotta get
her kicks where she can.
- Look, do you mind
pissing off now?
I had to tell people
I'm an only child.
- I prefer to say
we adopted you.
- I'm surprised you acknowledge
me in the first place.
- Oh, you judge me
so poorly, brother.
But as it happens, I have news.
Couples don't break up any more.
One person just acts
like an arsehole
until the other person
can no longer take it.
- I've got to kill that fucker.
[scoffs]
- Oh, please.
He treated her like shit,
let's be honest,
I love you, Marilyn,
I hate you, Marilyn.
Those prostitutes in Rome
meant nothing to me, Marilyn,
just because I
don't care about you
doesn't mean I don't understand.
[gentle music]
I'm still in love with you
- Is there even any
alcohol in there?
- I was saving this for
a special occasion.
I'm still in love with you
The way my heart beats
when you walk in to the room
- That's more like it.
You know how to
pull my strings
I want you to stop me
You know how to
make it right
- It's good to see him happy.
Every hour of every day
- Aurielle's being
posted to Berlin.
- The less I hear about
that one, the better.
- Met her once at
a social thing,
Aurielle Flemming.
Intense. Pretty.
- Almost lost him because
of Aurielle bloody Flemming.
- But instead, you inherited me.
- Step up for me.
[laughs]
- I'm grateful.
In dark times you..
realise who your
true friends are.
You looked after me.
Never judged.
I'm in love with you
What happened to your shirt?
- It's on her finger.
- Oh.
That's kind.
You loved that shirt.
My heart beats when
you walk into the room
[sighs]
Fuck's sake!
Love love love love love
- Youse drinking whisky.
Are you celebrating?
Love love love
Look, my messages
weren't going through.
- Too stupid or too ignorant?
- You still have
feelings for me?
- Of course.
Hatred, disappointment,
anger, feelings like that.
- We could be more
than just good friends.
- All right.
Well, bestie.
Your wife just gave me a
new assignment at work.
Just like it was
a regular Monday.
- You know, I've been thinking.
- Go home to your wife.
It's not a sisterhood thing.
I'm tired and I'm on the clock.
I'm still in love with you
- I wish there was
something more between us.
- Me too.
Preferably a wall.
[music ends]
- Eve! Eve, please!
- What? What?
- You know,
we don't have to do this.
- Jesus! [indistinct] So, No!
Piss off!
[tense music]
[car engine starts]
[eerie music]
[eerie music continues]
[engine revving]
- Are you my taxi?
What's your problem?
I'm calling the police.
[buttons beeping]
[menacing music]
[gasps]
[phone ringing]
[birds chirping]
[tense music]
[whimpering]
[screaming]
- Can I talk to you?
- No.
[eerie music]
- What are you still doing here?
You're gonna be late for work.
- Oh, he's old, we're young.
That's life.
- I'm still in shock.
- You know,I reckon
we make the most
out of this honeymoon period.
- You know that tingly feeling
you get when you
really like someone?
- That's my common
sense leaving my body.
[wind howling]
- What is the black heart?
[phone camera snapping]
[alarm blaring]
Stop! Stay.
[engine revving]
[tyres squealing]
[gate crashing]
[engine revving]
[speaking foreign language]
- Got one of those for me?
- Nope. You're already
late for work.
And I don't want your dad
getting funny with me.
- Oh, he's funny with everyone.
He gets it from his childhood
in Northern Ireland.
[Marilyn chuckles]
Nope.
Bye, lover.
[tense music]
[keys jangling]
[doorbell rings]
I was just texting you.
[tense music continues]
- Congratulations.
- What are you doing here?
- Was I too hard of
an act to follow?
- Jay's kind and honourable.
Two words that have
escaped your vocabulary.
- There's a few good words
that can be described as.
- Oh, believe me,
I can think of one.
What are you doing here?
- Interesting social post.
- The judge would
be disappointed
if he knew you were here.
- You ain't gonna believe this.
- I don't believe it.
- I've changed.
- Will you please leave?
- We were good together,
you know that?
- I'm calling your father.
[eerie music]
Stalking is such an
encompassing word.
What would you call it?
- See, that's the sense of
humour I miss the most.
[Marilyn scoffs]
Two sugars.
- Oh!
[phone vibrating]
- Drink and go.
[eerie music continues]
- The guy's a loser.
- Is that the best insult
you can come up with?
- I'm just warming up, baby.
Jason Doherty, petty criminal
turned government informant.
rap sheet longer than my arm.
- And despite all of that,
he's still a better person
than Stephen Hardin.
- He don't deserve you.
- I used to think that
you took my breath away.
And then I realised
I was just being suffocated
by all your bullshit.
- Oh, the bitch
bubbles to the surface.
[eerie music continues]
Now,
for my next number.
I'm going to sing the same song.
And I'm going to keep singing
it until I get it right.
- No.
- Remember that time in Chicago?
When you were laughing
about something?
And you put your arms
over my shoulders
and everyone was looking at us.
That's the thing I miss the most
about being loved and
not feeling lonely again.
- I want you to go.
Come back.
Work for my father.
We can be us again.
- It's over.
Walk away.
You lost.
- I'm not a fucking loser.
[tense music]
[Marilyn screams]
[body thuds]
[eerie music]
- You all right, babe?
Come on then,
where are you hiding?
[woman screams]
[people sobbing]
[eerie music]
- They won't let me see him.
- What the hell happened?
- I don't know.
They arrested him at
Marilyn's apartment.
- Listen, I've got this, okay?
- Five minutes, Eve.
Or you'll fuck it
up for us both.
- Don't push it.
Hey!
- Is Marilyn all right?
They won't tell
me anything here.
Oh, no.
- I'm so sorry.
[Jay sobs]
She passed about an hour
ago from head trauma.
They did everything
they could to save her.
I, um,
I forgot my keys, so I...
thought she'd, uh,
left the door open for me.
- The police report
has a witness
that heard raised voices
before the scream outside.
They think it's murder.
- What? I would never hurt her.
- I know, I know.
I believe you.
- Why would someone hurt her?
- I'm here for you.
I will look after you,
and I will get you out of here.
Do you understand?
[Jay sighs]
- Call Aurielle.
I'm a government witness.
She's the one who
can get me out of it.
- Aurielle's in Berlin.
And this is a police thing,
they have processes
and bullshit.
- Great.
Look,
forget about me.
My dad, he, um,
he acts tough,
but he's not.
I'll look after Danny,
but you have to look
after yourself, okay?
Promise me.
Got to go.
Okay.
- Thank you.
[gentle music]
- We have a beautiful house,
yet I always find
you hiding in here.
- I'm not hiding.
Do you fancy some soup?
- We all knew this was your
childhood hiding place
Whenever you were in trouble.
You spent more time down
here than the cook.
- What do you want?
- Henry has a new client.
Strange things are
afoot at circle K.
- Shut up.
You know nothing.
[scoffs]
- More importantly, do you?
- Katie.
- Maxi, maxi, maxi,
working for the father?
Or the son?
- It's a fucking mess.
That's what it is.
- From the look on your face,
I doubt you hold up
well under questioning.
Play nice boys.
[eerie music]
- What's wrong with you, eh?
Did I miss something?
- Fucking liability.
- Just do your fucking job, Max.
- You and I need to
have a little chat.
- It's just another hunt, Max.
Who knows what might happen?
- Don't threaten me.
- Who's threatening?
If I go down,
you, her, this,
everyone goes with me.
- You might be cocky now.
It won't last forever.
- Roll the dice, Max.
You're not the only alpha.
[eerie music continues]
Fuck!
- The pool pump isn't working.
- Not a good time.
- We could be happy together.
- With him?
- He loves me.
- Stay away from him.
We might have to leave.
- All rise.
Case file 121280,
people versus Jay Doherty
[coughing]
- I, uh, I see that there's
some government interest here.
- Witness protection,
Your honour.
Expired just over a year ago.
- Right. Um, Mr. Kaplan,
are you and your client
entering a plea at this time?
- Yes, we are, Your Honour.
Your Majesty
Not guilty.
- Mr. Doherty, would you please
allow your legal representative
to speak on your behalf?
- I mean, of course,
but, Your Honour, you
need to understand.
I'm completely innocent.
I loved her with all my heart.
Mr. Kaplan, would you
advise your client
that this is a plea hearing?
He is not on trial.
- He's very emotional,
Your honour,
if the court could
bear that in mind.
- Your Honour.
She was my world.
We got engaged yesterday and...
- Counsel, would you
confirm your plea?
- Not guilty, Your Honour.
- Would the clerk
please note the plea
and also add that I have a
declaration in this case,
having known the
deceased personally.
- Case file has
been updated, judge.
- And there is no objection
to bail in this case.
- Bail has been approved.
[gavel thuds]
- Oh, God.
[coughing]
What the bloody hell was that?
- He's a character.
- That was fun.
- An absolute circus.
How could I refuse bail?
- Guilty as sin.
- Yes, and that's your
professional opinion?
- Well, it's a tragic case
of a domestic gone wrong.
Misadventure between a couple.
Potential hunt.
Did Harold McBrayer not
quench your bloodlust?
- Katie!
Oh, this is this is
wrong on so many levels.
What's, the, uh, government
oversight on this?
- No, it's old news.
There is a Maltese
connection,
but they're up on appeal
now anyway, so it's mute.
- Stephen's been in your ear.
He's taken this
far too personal.
There's no motive.
- Jay is a part owner of a wine
bar across town with his father.
Uh, yeah, they are
massively in debt.
On file are some cash handouts.
- Marilyn?
- The police don't
know that yet.
- She always struck me as smart,
especially when she
dumped my brother.
But, clearly judgement
must be reserved.
- Look, um, I'm going to
excuse myself from this case.
Let some other idiot take over.
- Judge, I think
you're being hasty.
- Hasty? Hasty?
A domestic gone awry.
This doesn't even come
close to our rules.
I mean, where is...
[coughing] Where is the intent?
[coughing]
No, no!
I mean, this, this
thing of ours,
we started on the, on the road
to hell with good intentions.
But now, what have we got?
We've got a beast
that's out of control,
and I will not be a
party to a bloodsport.
- Well, I'll ask Jay again
about a manslaughter plea,
but honestly, in my opinion,
I think he'll push for trial
and that is a year in discovery.
[phone vibrates]
- Stevens gathered several
bidders for the hunting party.
- What? Damn him,
I didn't ask for that.
He's never been this
emotional before.
- On the other hand,
it's a good earner.
- I started this for my daughter
and my God, how I regret it.
So do you feel avenged?
Do you feel that
justice has been done?
- Just one bad day to reduce
the sanest man alive to lunacy.
That's how far the world
is from where I am.
Just one bad day.
- What happened to you
was unforgivable.
[hits table]
- And he got his.
I got my vengeance.
And you got your justice.
- There's discrepancies
all over the place.
It's clear someone
else was here.
And clear for who?
- Don't forget, it's me
who's still on bail here.
- Calm down.
Just listen to her.
- So I was off
watering the plants,
when I heard the awful
argument going on.
- Do you have a time for that?
- Nine or around that maybe.
Like I told the police officer
that I heard that awful arguing,
and then I looked down
and I see that poor girl.
- How long between the
row and the scream?
- Uh, pretty quick.
- Mobile phone records.
Sorry. Records show the
emergency call was at 9:10.
but you said you heard
raised voices at nine.
- Well, around nine.
- You won't be able to just My
cousin Vinny through the case.
- The police aren't
looking at anyone else.
- Someone she knows or knew.
- She knew me, dad.
There was no one else.
- Maybe she was
running from something.
- Or someone.
[phone vibrating]
Look, I'm late for a
meeting, I gotta go.
Don't give up, okay?
It's not over.
Yes. Jesus Christ,
I'm coming, Charlotte.
[muffled voice]
- Pretty girl.
- What the hell are you doing?
- Wouldn't you rather see her
running through the woods?
I'll pay thousands
for them calves alone.
- Max said the perimeter alarm
was triggered last night.
I knew it was you, Stephen.
Are you getting too
emotional about all this?
- The judge has its limits,
Max Zorin, even less.
- Well, Max can scream and shout
all he likes, but I'm the heir.
Bonds with outsiders?
Not so much.
- You would do well to
steer clear of Anne.
Now don't do nothing stupid.
- Careful now.
You work for us.
[door slams]
- I was thinking.
Do you reckon they'll
let me go to the funeral?
- Get that out of your head.
You're on bail.
- Well, that's just like saying
I just don't care or something.
We need to be investigating
this ourselves.
- Eve has the resources
and access to the information
that we don't have.
She's our best chance.
- And how many times have
we gone down the road
of government agents?
Every time.
Again. Again, again.
And how's that turned out?
[muffled voices]
[suspenseful music]
[people chatting indistinctly]
[suspenseful music continues]
- I'm here to see
Officer Plunkett.
- Up the stairs.
- MI6?
- I think it's her.
I'll get the files.
[suspenseful music continues]
- They fired you?
- The Russian Federation
does not fire its staff.
We are simply reassigned.
Most probably Siberia.
But I may get lucky
and end up in Crimea.
- What the hell
have you guys lost?
- Russian policy is not the
concern of the
British government.
- They're shitting
bricks in Whitehall.
Locked down the entire
site in Cardiff.
- I can only offer
you one assurance.
We are doing everything we can
to alleviate the situation.
Re-education in Moscow
won't be so bad.
- What's the Black Heart?
[chuckles]
- Nothing. Just a few
overzealous Russians.
- See, if I was to guess,
I'd say that you have a weapon
that you don't want
us knowing about.
- Weapons.
Who needs weapons
in the computer age?
when with one stroke
of the keyboard,
we can crash markets?
- Feels wrong.
What are you selling?
- I can offer you many things,
some to distract, others that
may benefit you personally.
- I'm listening.
- You have a friend,
Jay Doherty.
You visit court for
Irish many times.
- Stalking is a crime
in this country.
- The judge.
We were watching the judge.
Maybe this will be
of interest to you.
I told you to stay downstairs.
[speaking Russian]
- She was in Cardiff.
These things not questioned.
- You cannot hide
behind the badge.
- This agent is nothing.
Government bullshit.
- The timeline matches.
[laughing]
- Where did you get this?
- Cardiff.
- I've never been to Cardiff...
[tense music]
[bell ringing]
[tense music continues]
[speaking Russian]
- This is a mistake.
- We'll deal with it.
[suspenseful music]
[combatants grunting]
- Will you behave?
[tense music]
- Yeah. No, no, of course I...
Yes. Yeah, I...
Look, I'll call you back,
okay? Bye.
- Boyfriend trouble?
- Girlfriend, actually.
- Oh.
Sorry. I thought you were...
Sorry.
Can you do a background
check for me?
- The admin office do those.
- This needs a bit more nuance.
Background amendments.
Edits to history.
Judge Hardin and his family.
- Fine.
- Thank you.
- You owe me a coffee.
- Can you authorise a
report, a cover story.
- Please tell me this is
to do with the Russians.
- I've only just
started digging,
but I found two acquittal cases
where the defendants
have gone missing.
There's going to be more.
- The Aurielle Fleming thing?
- Same judge, same lawyer.
The Russians know about it,
but that's patchy because
they use them for a job.
- You know,
I really don't know
what to say to you.
I'm trying to think
of the right thing.
- I'm sorry, Charlotte, really,
I am.
- Yeah.
Except I don't
really think you are.
I don't think you're
capable of feeling sorry.
In fact, I don't think you're
capable of feeling anything
for anybody else.
- You might be right,
I...
You might be right.
How did you find out?
- Would go on shouts
without his vest.
Left it hanging in the wardrobe
where he knew I'd see it.
- I guess that's
all I was to him.
Just a way of getting
your attention.
I don't know if this
helps anything, Charlotte,
but I feel like shit.
Really.
I feel like shit.
- You're right, Eve.
It really doesn't
help anything at all.
[tense music]
- You open, governor?
- Yeah. Yeah.
- Weren't sure.
Whisky, please.
Nice place.
Looks like you come
late to the pub game.
- Well...
Certain occupations you
fall into later in life.
- Is that what
happened to you, is it?
Or have you always wanted
to be a pub governor?
- Well.
That's hard to know.
It's a very, um,
expansive question.
- You know, many
people years ago
would have called
you a homosexual
for using the word expensive.
You're not homosexual, are you?
- No.
- Do you like to gamble?
- No.
- Nah. Don't think so.
That's all right.
- Dad. I've just realised,
Marilyn used to work
with that Judge Hardin.
You know, the one who's
on trial in my case.
[Danny clears throat]
Oh. Sorry, mate.
I didn't know anyone was here.
- Nah, you're all right.
Hang on a minute.
You ain't the one from
the papers, are you?
the one that killed
his girlfriend?
- No!
I mean, I didn't.
Who are you?
[eerie music]
- Let's just say we
could be brothers.
- Where does the time go?
My father would say he
has even more to do now
that he approaches
his retirement.
- It's a very beautiful house.
- It's been in my family
for generations.
I was born here.
My father didn't
trust hospitals.
I can't imagine your newspaper
would be entirely interested.
- On the contrary,
our readers like a human angle.
What makes a lawmaker tick?
[clock ticking]
We like to go over
previous cases.
The best example might be
the judge's most recent case.
Harold McBrayer.
- Hmm, a career criminal.
My father doesn't often
talk about his work,
but that case
irked him somewhat.
The prosecution
completely messed up
with their preliminary.
- No doubt he'll offend again.
- Well, probably
not any time soon.
He's gone missing.
- Well, my guess is
these criminal types,
he's probably gone to ground.
- If you leave your
contact details,
I will ensure they are
passed to my father.
- Strange case though.
Harold didn't have many friends,
but no one's seen him
since the court appearance.
- Probably planning his
next criminal enterprise.
- You've clerked
for your father?
- Occasionally.
Mostly covering
for staff absences.
- Then I'm sure you're
aware that Harold
isn't the first defendant
who's gone missing.
- No, but that is interesting.
[footsteps tapping]
- Thank you very
much for the tea.
- Of course.
- My editor will kill me
if I've lost my notes.
Got it.
Can I just check?
Six months ago, you
clerked for your father
on the Stephen Clark
hospital poisonings case?
- Quite possibly,
I have no recollection.
- And Keith McKnight,
the taxi strangling's.
Your name is on the case files.
- Well, if my name's on the
case files, then, you know,
my father, unfortunately, had to
deal with some horrible cases.
- Of course.
I won't take up any
more of your time.
- Good luck.
- Eve Campbell's got a
perfect employment record.
Ten years working
for local press.
She's dotted every I
and crossed every T,
which means,
Government agent.
I call it Max's law
of creative anomalies.
If it sounds too
good to be true,
it always is.
- Have Henry set up a meeting
with our contact at judiciary?
[people chatting indistinctly]
- Oh!
Background check came back
clean except for Katie Hardin,
some sort of private
medical at college.
They flew a consultant
down from Edinburgh.
They're waiting for you.
- Keep digging.
- Well, speak of the devil.
Rosa here tells me we're
paying you too much.
- Yes, but rest assured,
I am frittering it away
on booze and casinos.
[laughter]
- You're a dyed-in-the-wool
ballbuster, Eve.
Anyone ever tell you that?
- Only my close
friends and family.
I didn't mean to interrupt.
I can come back.
- No, no, I was just leaving.
Seriously?
Still sober as a judge, right?
You obviously haven't partied
with the Sixth
Circuit Court lately.
Yes. Mr. Lowenstein,
still clean as an
ex pill addict.
- Good to see you, Eve.
Rosa.
[Rosa sighs]
[door closes]
- Stop fucking
Charlotte's husband.
She doesn't like it.
- What, did she put it in
the company newsletter?
- If she comes to me
and wants your arse,
I'm gonna have to
give it to her.
And there'll just be a
hole with no arse around it.
How was he?
- None of your goddamn business.
But, yeah, pretty good
It's like a washboard.
- I've always liked him.
Had them over for a
barbecue last summer.
- I've got a problem.
- Don't you know
Charlotte's been after you
since you got here.
In that quiet, earnest,
reasonable way of hers.
She's probably glad
you fucked Jonah.
Now she has an ethical
reason to annihilate you.
- I have evidence to show
that a group of circuit judges
have been letting
defendants go free.
- Fuck you.
- Kidnapping them later,
possibly killing them.
- Fuck you in your arsehole.
All right, all right.
What have you got?
- Oh. Oh, Eve
[Eve] No, Wait.
- Eve, Eve, Eve.
- Just listen to me.
- I don't have to listen to you.
I'm looking at you, and I see
an agent who's about to tell me
she has a hunch.
- Rosa, I've done
some checking up.
- Do you know my opinion about
agents who have hunches?
- Rosa, even Charlotte
thinks this thing stinks.
There are discrepancies
in all of the cases.
- Discrepancies? Did I hear you
say there were discrepancies?
- Come on, you know
the court system.
- All right.
Russian thing first,
then you can go on your
crusade for vigilante justice.
Give me an excuse
to stand up for you
when Charlotte asks me to
transfer you to the toilet.
I don't have to tell
you what will happen
if this goes badly, right?
- What if I find
something really good?
- If you're thinking
you can tell Lowenstein
and he will call the PM.
It better be...
- The PM will listen
to Lowenstein.
- It better be awfully good.
Otherwise, he'll eat your heart
and throw your body to the dogs.
He really was good, huh?
- Oh, fuck off!
- Shut the fuck up!
Right.
Anything else?
No?
Good.
[engine starts]
[Jay mumbling]
[both muffled shouts]
Right, this is how
it's going to go down.
Either of you say
another fucking word
and I'll cut the other.
- Anne.
Glad I found you.
- Yes, miss?
- Kind of awkward, but have
you seen my brother recently?
He's had his phone switched off.
- No, miss.
[cutlery clanging]
- Sorry.
- Actually...
I was hoping to
speak to you alone.
- Anne, you seem lovely and,
totally naive.
Exactly his type.
But I really don't
want to get involved.
- I'm pregnant.
- And boom!
You couldn't keep that
from me, could you?
- He got really angry when I
told him I want to keep it.
He says the judge will fire me.
- Girl to girl.
You're not the first.
I suggest you run
and cash a cheque.
It will give you a chance
to discuss power imbalances
later on in court.
- You don't have to
look so happy about it.
- Take some responsibility.
- Guy from Edinburgh
was a specialist
forensic rape consultant.
- Sykes. Where have I
heard that name before?
- Caretaker from a
case a few years back.
[indistinct chatter]
- If talking were a weapon,
you would be the most sought
after gun in the world.
But it isn't,
now don't do it again.
- I don't take orders from you.
[Kaplan scoffs]
- Principles do not
bleed character.
[phone ringing]
- You can go in now.
- I understand your interview
with the Russian
embassy went sideways.
- I had to colour outside
the lines a little.
Don't think Plunkett's upset.
- You know, Eve,
when Rosa convinced me
to let you come here,
I thought, why not?
I like a flutter.
And maybe, just maybe,
she's learned her lesson.
I think we can both agree it's
not working out as planned.
The judiciary are
having a feeding frenzy
with your personal crusades.
What possessed you to
take on the island?
- I authorised it.
- This cops and robbers
bullshit ends now.
Playtime is over.
Or I swear to God
and Sunny Jesus
I will shut this
department down.
[suspenseful music]
- He can't shut an
entire department down.
This isn't all on me.
- I'm sorry.
Were you talking to me or were
you sleeping with my husband?
- Girls.
Where is the girl code?
Eve, say you're sorry.
Charlotte, punch
her lights out.
- Of course, because
that solves everything.
- This thing is bigger
than Lowenstein.
- Jesus.
- Missing defendants
who escaped conviction
only to disappear later.
What? Vanished into thin air?
- Charlotte put Harvey
on the Russians.
- Already done.
- You fuckers are dumping me?
- Lowenstein isn't interested
in your Bloodsport thing.
You just heard him threaten
thermal global
nuclear destruction
of this entire department.
[suspenseful music]
[eerie music]
- Nobody wants to
work with you, Eve.
Yeah, maybe you're a good agent,
but there are plenty
of good agents,
ones that don't
have your attitude
and can follow instructions.
- Why don't you just hit me?
Charlotte, I deserve it.
I'll fall down, I'll bleed,
you'll love it, it'll be great.
- You know, I don't
know if I'm more bored
of hearing how you can't
keep your legs shut
or keep your mouth shut.
- Rosa, we've got the judge.
- Rosa, we discussed this.
- Shut up, Charlotte.
Should I hold a conference
with Lowenstein and the PM,
or do you actually
have evidence?
- Plunkett has a whole
case file on them.
They used the judge a few years
ago for something similar.
A Russian aggravate.
- Minsky case.
[Eve] They got him off
on a technicality,
then they downed his
plane over Estonia.
[birds singing]
- [scoffs] Why are you
even listening to her?
- Katie Hardin,
the judge's daughter,
Katie Hardin has a
sanitised charge sheet.
- How did you...
- Katie was raped in college
by the caretaker, Bill Sykes.
It was a whole grooming thing,
went unchecked for years.
He was acquitted due to a chain
of evidence fuck up and walked.
- Charlotte?
- I know the case.
We issued a European
arrest warrant for Sykes
after 18 students came forward,
but he was never found.
- He could have
been their first.
- It isn't enough.
[door closes]
[tense music]
[eerie music]
[gagging]
- Oh, what the
hell have you done?
- Let me show you.
[music intensifies]
- This idiot is going to
force me to commit fratricide.
Where the hell is he?
- Collecting the judge.
- Getting his side of
the story in first.
- What I do,
I do for your father alone.
No one else.
This is all wrong.
- Then we make it all right.
- Look what all this
has done to you.
Look what you've become.
- Anne told you?
- Stephen is a dead man walking.
- The heart wants
what the heart wants.
- Not him.
Not ever.
- You've seen the
way he is with women.
There's no responsibility.
Anne has options.
- You saw Dad pulling up?
[eerie music]
What?
Oh, this.
That's not mine.
- Right. Make it to the end
of the estate and you're done.
- Nobody's making it out alive.
- Well maybe you'll
be the first.
[Danny muttering]
[suspenseful music]
- Ah!
Hey!
- Come on!
- Go!
[Danny groaning]
[tense music]
[Danny panting]
Leave me.
I'll only slow you down.
- I'm not just gonna
leave you here.
- Where's the damn cavalry
when you need them?
Deja vu all over again.
[tense music]
They've got us trapped.
- Oh, come off it!
It can't run around
this whole island.
[electricity crackling]
[Jay grunting]
- You idiot!
Look,
We'll run the tree line.
Maybe we'll find a break.
Come on.
[tense music]
[gentle music]
- There's history on this case.
First popped up on the
agency's radar six months ago,
and it was Lowenstein
who squashed it.
- Don't tell me.
Drinking buddies?
- Worse. Golf.
- Do you know what?
- If I were you, I'd
check his island estate.
Seems like there's been
a fair few modifications
to suggest that
it's been fortified.
- Thank you.
- Don't.
This is bigger than
office politics.
But, Eve,
if you take those,
you and the agency are done.
Suits you better anyway,
going rogue.
At least I'll still have
a job to go back to.
- Charlotte, I, um...
- I feel like an evening stroll.
[tense music]
- Dad, come on, we can't stop.
- Let me get my breath,
will you?
[Jay sighs]
- This is a hunting ground.
- What gave you that impression?
Look. It's obvious.
Come on, look, the trees
and the ground.
It's like an easy path
for them and it's...
It's almost like they
want us to go that way.
So let's not make
it easy for him.
- Hey.
- What?
- I'm proud of you, you idiot!
Come on.
[eerie music]
- Oh! We rest here, Dad.
Go on.
- I can't.
[music intensifies]
My bloody leg!
- Dad,
how did we end up
in this shit again?
- Just to think.
- Yeah.
Well, at least
we're right in here.
Are you cold?
- No, I'm not.
[eerie music]
[both scream]
[eerie music]
- Come on.
[birds chirping]
[suspenseful music]
[Jay grunts]
[Danny grunts]
[Jay] Dad! Dad!
- If you don't go.
They'll kill us both.
[suspenseful music continues]
- Now, you listen to me,
you goddamn arsehole!
I swear I'd never kill her.
- Ah, the truth at last!
But it runs deeper than that.
Now you've got to take
responsibility for the actions
that ultimately
led to her death.
- What is actually
wrong with you?
- You're...
the loser.
[Jay grunting]
[Eve shouting]
[blow lands]
- You call that a punch?
- Breath reporter, my bottom!
I really do hope
you like this one.
[suspenseful music continues]
[combatants grunting]
- Stop that!
Stop that immediately.
- This was Steven.
- Is this vigilante
justice, judge?
- You just keep
popping up like a weed.
- There's your killer.
Your son killed Marilyn.
- Her story checks out.
- What a goddamn mess.
- Poor Marilyn.
- You.
- Look.
- Oh yeah?
- I never meant to.
- Uh-huh?
Oh, God, I curse the
day you were born.
I curse the day you were born.
You fucking...
[grunts] Oh, God,
what have I done?
What have I done?
Oh!
[coughing]
- Father!
- Call a doctor.
- No, no, no.
No doctors.
We knew this was coming.
Oh, God, what have I done?
- Look, we can get you out
of here, leave right now.
I can have you on a boat
to anywhere in the world.
- No one's kicking
our door down.
She's on her own.
- Well.
No. This, this, this,
this isn't justice.
- That in there is
a trained killer.
She doesn't care about justice.
- Oh, Katie.
Katie, you know, you know
that I love you with...
With all my heart.
I'm a dying man.
Please,
please stop this.
[suspenseful music]
- If anyone's going to
join our little game,
it's her.
- Ten minutes and we
come and find you.
- Sounds like fun.
- Stick to our agreement.
And they go free.
You have my word.
- Wonderful.
The word of an ex-con.
[suspenseful music]
- I hate it when
things are over.
So much left undone.
- Stephen and his bullshit.
- The judge is not
long for this world.
You'll have your
shot at Stephen.
- You know, that agent
reminds me of you.
Clever, capable.
- Where the hell are you going?
- I think she went that way.
Go find her.
[eerie music]
- You can come out.
My daughter's smart.
This won't take them long.
- Have you killed him yet?
- It's on my list.
- I am...
I'm so sorry for you.
So sorry for your trouble.
[tense music]
- The other way. Go!
- We're not going
to just leave you!
Get to the water,
I'll meet you there.
Katie, don't do this.
I know about Sykes.
You're letting him win.
- In a world full of demons,
what are yours?
- Oh, we're friends now?
- Hmm?
Best friends.
[combatants grunting]
Bitch.
[suspenseful music]
[Danny grunting]
[suspenseful music continues]
[combatants grunting]
[Eve screams]
- Fucker!
[combatants grunting]
[suspenseful music continues]
- Stop!
Stop!
[Eve shouts]
[eerie music]
[gunshot]
[eerie music continues]
[Eve laughs]
[gunshot]
[body thuds]
[eerie music]
[whistling]
[dramatic theme music]
[dramatic theme music continues]
[logo chimes]
[suspenseful music]
[tense music]
[footsteps crunching]
[door rattling]
[footsteps crunching]
[handle rattling]
[tense music continues]
[suspenseful music]
[Harold gasps]
[Harold grunts]
[breathing heavily]
- This is how you pictured
your retirement?
Running around in
the cold night air.
- Oh, stop fussing,
for God's sake.
Come on If he makes it to
the stream, we'll lose him.
- He's all mine.
You good?
Yeah. No. I'm fine.
[panting]
[car engine rumbling]
[door opens]
- Well, he took his time.
- On track to beat
your personal best.
- It always ends the same.
[suspenseful music]
[Harold groans]
[whimpering]
[screams and grunts]
[suspenseful music continues]
I think you may have left
the keys in your car.
- Losing your touch, Stephen.
[body thuds]
- You stole my fucking kill.
- Well,
he's paid his debt to society.
Huh?
Tea?
- When I say it's my kill.
It's mine.
- Perhaps you need
more practice.
- I'll take care of that.
- He's paid his debt, ain't he?
Dignity and all that.
- Hello, pretty.
This ain't over.
Not by a long shot.
[gurgling]
[dramatic music]
[dramatic music continues]
- Mr. McBrayer, I'm
Jessica Mullins.
How does it feel to be
acquitted against the odds?
- Harold McBrayer is great.
Just great, Jessica.
And it wasn't against the odds.
The government say they
are going to appeal
so they can appeal 100 times.
We would still win.
If a man is innocent,
justice will prevail.
Mr. McBrayer, what
are you going to do
with your unexpected freedom?
- Unexpected?
[indistinct] is
always against me.
If you really want to know,
I'm gonna find a bar
and get shit faced.
- Bloody criminals.
- Aye, Burglar Bill
on the prowl again.
- Judge?
Do you think this was a
miscarriage of justice?
- Well, I will answer
your question, young lady.
Harold McBrayer was
a career criminal,
a menace to society.
He invaded the homes
of the elderly.
Now, sooner or later,
that was going to
end in tragedy.
- Was his acquittal a
miscarriage of justice?
- Absolutely. The government
has a lot to answer for.
Good day.
- I'm Jessica Mullins.
Don't forget to subscribe.
[gentle acoustic guitar plays]
- Keep that shirt
safe, will you?
- 88/89 season?
- Yeah, and that's my shirt.
So make sure you lock
up properly tonight.
- Are you paying for those?
- Put it on my tab..
My heart has always
been forever true
- More drinks?
You're staying over, then?
- Well, let's weigh out
the options, shall we?
I could be in a bed with
a beautiful, soft skinned,
debonair woman like yourself.
Or I could be in a place
where the walls are
rattling with his snoring.
- Debonair?
- Yeah, confident.
You've got style and some
would say you're charming.
But unless you're implying
something untoward
my intentions there.
- Only that there's nothing
pure about my intentions.
- The answer you was hoping for?
Yeah.
- Let's go home,
watch TV in bed.
Whoa. You're keen.
You don't want to get too drunk.
- I could swear
on several Bibles
you were drunk that night.
I pulled you, though.
- Well, then hell awaits
you with all that swearing.
But you were cute drunk.
- Hey, Romeo.
Delivery tomorrow.
Don't forget.
- I'll make sure we're on time.
It's not you I'm
worried about, Marilyn.
It's him.
- Okay, dad.
Delivery tomorrow morning.
Got it.
- Oh.
Book accounts are
behind the bar.
- Okay.
- Doing our books now, yeah?
- It wouldn't hurt to
have a fresh pair of eyes
look over them.
They might not be
as bad as they seem.
- Smart women are so sexy.
- Not that smart.
Clearly, my dating
choices are questionable.
[they laugh]
[bell ringing]
[engine hissing]
[tense music]
[suspenseful music]
[Eve gasping]
- It's just a dream.
[birds chirping]
[footsteps tapping]
- Did you hear?
- Fucking spooks, shit the bed.
How did they even lose
something like that?
- The Russians aren't
going to like it.
It's in Cardiff,
so it's our problem.
- Do we have cover?
-Foreign are already
all over it.
- Christ!
They'll love that.
- I was thinking of
taking Michael from fraud.
- Put Eve Campbell on it.
- Uh, Michael has plenty of
experience in foreign, so...
- No.
Eve can do the background
and then follow up...
Oh, what's his name?
Agent down at the embassy.
- Plunkett.
- Plunkett.
Eve's dealt with him before.
I can get her in.
- Um.
You think Eve's an arsehole?
[Charlotte scoffs]
I do not think
Eve's an arsehole.
- She is an arsehole,
trust me, I know her.
A lot of people who are good
at their jobs are arseholes,
Charlotte.
- I know that, Rosa.
It's just that...
Eve seems to attract
disturbances.
- She had a drug problem then.
Not now.
- Right.
Three months ago, was it?
The agency bent over backwards
while she was popping pills.
But now she's clean.
Anyway, this isn't the point.
The point is,
this isn't an Eve Campbell
slash and burn job.
This takes a delicate touch.
- Ooh!
A delicate touch.
[indistinct]
- Come on Rosa.
Whatever it is the
Russians have lost,
it could turn up outside
Parliament or Buck's house.
[Rosa laughs]
- Now you're being paranoid.
Whatever they were doing
over there in Wales,
[whispers] none of our beeswax.
- A major asset lost on their
side affects all of us.
[Rosa sighs]
- Crispy bite?
- Oh, no, thank you.
- Let me tell you
something, Charlotte.
This is the kind of
shit that we make up
as an excuse to run
across the globe.
Judge grants a killer freedom
because he's being blackmailed.
We kill both of them,
just to be sure.
Gang's arming
nine-year-olds in Uganda
that attack helicopters
in the skies,
light up the whole village.
People don't want
to know what we do.
Just that we do it
and they're safe.
- Well, then I better
give Eve Campbell a call
because that's her
attitude, exactly.
- You've worked here,
what, six months now?
I've known Eve for
three and a half years.
She is as good as any I've seen.
Do you know why she got
kicked back to this ship?
- I've heard some things.
- Eve busted the mayor.
The mayor of fucking Teesside.
She got hold of a secret memo
about a contract bribe between
the mayor and an ex-councillor,
and she ran with it.
- So?
- The agency tried to kill
it because the senior TM
was in bed with the mayor.
What did Eve do?
She didn't whine,
but she didn't back down either.
She walked.
- Fine, fine.
It's your department.
- You know, life's too
short to drink bad vodka.
- You have nothing to say to me.
- Who took the jam out
of your doughnut today?
- You did, Jay!
You did!
You nicked the jam
out of my doughnut.
- It was half hour.
Jesus.
- Half an hour!
It was two hours.
- Well, yeah. I mean,
if you're gonna get all
precise about it, then.
Look, dad, don't
laugh, all right?
I'm in love.
[scoffs]
- I'll alert the media.
- No. I'm serious.
Dad. Marilyn is the one.
- The one?
You hardly know her.
- The differences with you and
me is that I hear church bells.
- You should see
somebody about that.
- What?
What do you mean by that?
- How many engagement rings have
you bought over the years?
- Here we go.
Honestly, there is just no joy
in you whatsoever, is there?
You have no money
and you can swing
if you think you're
getting any from me.
I'll use the shirt.
The shirt?
The Derry City shirt?
Bloody hell, no!
Why? It's my shirt!
- It took me two years
to get the signatures,
and it's the only reason
it's worth anything.
- What are you
two talking about?
- Nothing.
Sorry that Jay was late
this morning, Danny.
It was totally my fault.
- Don't you cover for him.
- How's the fake vodka going?
- How...
Are the books that bad?
- Not bad,
but not good.
In a bad way.
Oh, fuck!
No! Oh, fuck!
Oh, fuck!
Fuck!
Fuck!
Fuck!
- I'm gonna leave her.
Oh, fuck!
- There's a nice cafe near
here that I used last time.
Great eggs Benedict.
- No. Not now, not ever.
Fuck!
- Will you marry me?
- Oh my God. Yes.
[Marilyn gasps]
Oh! It's beautiful.
- Isn't it lovely?
- Isn't it just.
- I don't believe
what he just did.
You don't.
- Dad, you old hound dog!
Let's get a photo. Come on.
[camera shutter snaps]
[Marilyn chuckles]
- Oh, can we post
this one at least?
She never lets me post anything.
Dad, but everyone
probably thinks I'm fake.
- Just this once.
It's a special
occasion, I suppose.
I've never been engaged before.
[laughter]
[suspenseful music]
- Morning. All.
- Brunch?
- I might have
missed the beginning,
but I'm here now to
make it truly memorable.
- Eve, you got my message?
- Uh, yeah.
- Seems we have a
problem, you and I.
- Do we?
- We do.
- Look, Charlotte, I...
- Sneaky, sneaky Russians,
whatever they're
doing in Cardiff,
seem to have lost
a major something.
- What were Russians
doing in Cardiff?
- What were Russians
doing in Cardiff?
Can't trust anyone these days.
You're being bumped to foreign.
Get to the embassy.
You have a meeting
with Plunkett.
- What?
Oh, Plunkett, he's a hack.
Last of the Cold Bloc.
- This is nuclear,
so mind your P's and Q's.
The agency are assisting only,
so do not, I repeat, do not
get dragged into their mess.
- Right.
Sure.
If they're wheeling out
Plunkett, that's not good.
- No, but this is a nickel
and dime job for an agent.
You get in, you smooth
it over, and you leave.
- Why don't we just talk
to the ambassador?
- Don't be a moron, Eve.
That's one nut we're not even
going to attempt to crack.
- No problem.
Is that all, Charlotte?
- That's all, Eve.
Something more you
wish to discuss, Eve?
- Yeah. Uh, Plunkett.
He'd know we'd react, right?
- React? Yes.
We are reacting.
- Yeah. I mean,
they lose something,
and we're not interested
in what that might be.
- All I need you to do, please,
is to go to the embassy
and mark in the visitor
book that you did just that.
Now, do you think you can do
this very simple
task for me, please?
- Yep.
Yeah.
Yes, Charlotte.
- Thank you.
[bright music]
The sun rises
in our sky today
Let's throw our worries away
- Oh,
thanks for coming.
You're looking rather handsome.
- And she needed the
money for the vet's bill.
Because the cat was suffering
from anxiety and depression
after the incident.
[laughter]
- The dog cat sex thing?
- Mmm.
It's ridiculous.
And the judge sided with her.
[laughter]
- Oh. I've, um,
I've got some paperwork.
- He's a creep.
I really hope
you're not drinking.
- Well...
whatever this is,
it's not drinking.
Where did we get this vodka?
- Is Stephen around?
- No, he's doing his
usual disappearing act.
- I'm surprised you stayed.
- These things are ghastly.
- Well, that's me
done for the night.
- Good night, father.
- Yes, night night, sweetheart.
[party chatter in background]
- You know, [clears throat]
you're the most beautiful
woman at this party.
- Good line.
Do you need me to walk you back?
- Walk me back?
- To that friend zone you
just tried to escape from.
- Do you want another drink?
- With my high
tolerance to alcohol
and your lack of patience,
I'm not quite sure how
this evening may end.
[moaning]
- Yeah!
[moaning]
[shrieks]
- This is a mistake, Anne.
You always had a
thing for the help.
- Sisters in glass houses.
- It intrigues me that you
think I might be straight.
- They never doubt a woman.
You enjoy the power too much.
- A girl's gotta get
her kicks where she can.
- Look, do you mind
pissing off now?
I had to tell people
I'm an only child.
- I prefer to say
we adopted you.
- I'm surprised you acknowledge
me in the first place.
- Oh, you judge me
so poorly, brother.
But as it happens, I have news.
Couples don't break up any more.
One person just acts
like an arsehole
until the other person
can no longer take it.
- I've got to kill that fucker.
[scoffs]
- Oh, please.
He treated her like shit,
let's be honest,
I love you, Marilyn,
I hate you, Marilyn.
Those prostitutes in Rome
meant nothing to me, Marilyn,
just because I
don't care about you
doesn't mean I don't understand.
[gentle music]
I'm still in love with you
- Is there even any
alcohol in there?
- I was saving this for
a special occasion.
I'm still in love with you
The way my heart beats
when you walk in to the room
- That's more like it.
You know how to
pull my strings
I want you to stop me
You know how to
make it right
- It's good to see him happy.
Every hour of every day
- Aurielle's being
posted to Berlin.
- The less I hear about
that one, the better.
- Met her once at
a social thing,
Aurielle Flemming.
Intense. Pretty.
- Almost lost him because
of Aurielle bloody Flemming.
- But instead, you inherited me.
- Step up for me.
[laughs]
- I'm grateful.
In dark times you..
realise who your
true friends are.
You looked after me.
Never judged.
I'm in love with you
What happened to your shirt?
- It's on her finger.
- Oh.
That's kind.
You loved that shirt.
My heart beats when
you walk into the room
[sighs]
Fuck's sake!
Love love love love love
- Youse drinking whisky.
Are you celebrating?
Love love love
Look, my messages
weren't going through.
- Too stupid or too ignorant?
- You still have
feelings for me?
- Of course.
Hatred, disappointment,
anger, feelings like that.
- We could be more
than just good friends.
- All right.
Well, bestie.
Your wife just gave me a
new assignment at work.
Just like it was
a regular Monday.
- You know, I've been thinking.
- Go home to your wife.
It's not a sisterhood thing.
I'm tired and I'm on the clock.
I'm still in love with you
- I wish there was
something more between us.
- Me too.
Preferably a wall.
[music ends]
- Eve! Eve, please!
- What? What?
- You know,
we don't have to do this.
- Jesus! [indistinct] So, No!
Piss off!
[tense music]
[car engine starts]
[eerie music]
[eerie music continues]
[engine revving]
- Are you my taxi?
What's your problem?
I'm calling the police.
[buttons beeping]
[menacing music]
[gasps]
[phone ringing]
[birds chirping]
[tense music]
[whimpering]
[screaming]
- Can I talk to you?
- No.
[eerie music]
- What are you still doing here?
You're gonna be late for work.
- Oh, he's old, we're young.
That's life.
- I'm still in shock.
- You know,I reckon
we make the most
out of this honeymoon period.
- You know that tingly feeling
you get when you
really like someone?
- That's my common
sense leaving my body.
[wind howling]
- What is the black heart?
[phone camera snapping]
[alarm blaring]
Stop! Stay.
[engine revving]
[tyres squealing]
[gate crashing]
[engine revving]
[speaking foreign language]
- Got one of those for me?
- Nope. You're already
late for work.
And I don't want your dad
getting funny with me.
- Oh, he's funny with everyone.
He gets it from his childhood
in Northern Ireland.
[Marilyn chuckles]
Nope.
Bye, lover.
[tense music]
[keys jangling]
[doorbell rings]
I was just texting you.
[tense music continues]
- Congratulations.
- What are you doing here?
- Was I too hard of
an act to follow?
- Jay's kind and honourable.
Two words that have
escaped your vocabulary.
- There's a few good words
that can be described as.
- Oh, believe me,
I can think of one.
What are you doing here?
- Interesting social post.
- The judge would
be disappointed
if he knew you were here.
- You ain't gonna believe this.
- I don't believe it.
- I've changed.
- Will you please leave?
- We were good together,
you know that?
- I'm calling your father.
[eerie music]
Stalking is such an
encompassing word.
What would you call it?
- See, that's the sense of
humour I miss the most.
[Marilyn scoffs]
Two sugars.
- Oh!
[phone vibrating]
- Drink and go.
[eerie music continues]
- The guy's a loser.
- Is that the best insult
you can come up with?
- I'm just warming up, baby.
Jason Doherty, petty criminal
turned government informant.
rap sheet longer than my arm.
- And despite all of that,
he's still a better person
than Stephen Hardin.
- He don't deserve you.
- I used to think that
you took my breath away.
And then I realised
I was just being suffocated
by all your bullshit.
- Oh, the bitch
bubbles to the surface.
[eerie music continues]
Now,
for my next number.
I'm going to sing the same song.
And I'm going to keep singing
it until I get it right.
- No.
- Remember that time in Chicago?
When you were laughing
about something?
And you put your arms
over my shoulders
and everyone was looking at us.
That's the thing I miss the most
about being loved and
not feeling lonely again.
- I want you to go.
Come back.
Work for my father.
We can be us again.
- It's over.
Walk away.
You lost.
- I'm not a fucking loser.
[tense music]
[Marilyn screams]
[body thuds]
[eerie music]
- You all right, babe?
Come on then,
where are you hiding?
[woman screams]
[people sobbing]
[eerie music]
- They won't let me see him.
- What the hell happened?
- I don't know.
They arrested him at
Marilyn's apartment.
- Listen, I've got this, okay?
- Five minutes, Eve.
Or you'll fuck it
up for us both.
- Don't push it.
Hey!
- Is Marilyn all right?
They won't tell
me anything here.
Oh, no.
- I'm so sorry.
[Jay sobs]
She passed about an hour
ago from head trauma.
They did everything
they could to save her.
I, um,
I forgot my keys, so I...
thought she'd, uh,
left the door open for me.
- The police report
has a witness
that heard raised voices
before the scream outside.
They think it's murder.
- What? I would never hurt her.
- I know, I know.
I believe you.
- Why would someone hurt her?
- I'm here for you.
I will look after you,
and I will get you out of here.
Do you understand?
[Jay sighs]
- Call Aurielle.
I'm a government witness.
She's the one who
can get me out of it.
- Aurielle's in Berlin.
And this is a police thing,
they have processes
and bullshit.
- Great.
Look,
forget about me.
My dad, he, um,
he acts tough,
but he's not.
I'll look after Danny,
but you have to look
after yourself, okay?
Promise me.
Got to go.
Okay.
- Thank you.
[gentle music]
- We have a beautiful house,
yet I always find
you hiding in here.
- I'm not hiding.
Do you fancy some soup?
- We all knew this was your
childhood hiding place
Whenever you were in trouble.
You spent more time down
here than the cook.
- What do you want?
- Henry has a new client.
Strange things are
afoot at circle K.
- Shut up.
You know nothing.
[scoffs]
- More importantly, do you?
- Katie.
- Maxi, maxi, maxi,
working for the father?
Or the son?
- It's a fucking mess.
That's what it is.
- From the look on your face,
I doubt you hold up
well under questioning.
Play nice boys.
[eerie music]
- What's wrong with you, eh?
Did I miss something?
- Fucking liability.
- Just do your fucking job, Max.
- You and I need to
have a little chat.
- It's just another hunt, Max.
Who knows what might happen?
- Don't threaten me.
- Who's threatening?
If I go down,
you, her, this,
everyone goes with me.
- You might be cocky now.
It won't last forever.
- Roll the dice, Max.
You're not the only alpha.
[eerie music continues]
Fuck!
- The pool pump isn't working.
- Not a good time.
- We could be happy together.
- With him?
- He loves me.
- Stay away from him.
We might have to leave.
- All rise.
Case file 121280,
people versus Jay Doherty
[coughing]
- I, uh, I see that there's
some government interest here.
- Witness protection,
Your honour.
Expired just over a year ago.
- Right. Um, Mr. Kaplan,
are you and your client
entering a plea at this time?
- Yes, we are, Your Honour.
Your Majesty
Not guilty.
- Mr. Doherty, would you please
allow your legal representative
to speak on your behalf?
- I mean, of course,
but, Your Honour, you
need to understand.
I'm completely innocent.
I loved her with all my heart.
Mr. Kaplan, would you
advise your client
that this is a plea hearing?
He is not on trial.
- He's very emotional,
Your honour,
if the court could
bear that in mind.
- Your Honour.
She was my world.
We got engaged yesterday and...
- Counsel, would you
confirm your plea?
- Not guilty, Your Honour.
- Would the clerk
please note the plea
and also add that I have a
declaration in this case,
having known the
deceased personally.
- Case file has
been updated, judge.
- And there is no objection
to bail in this case.
- Bail has been approved.
[gavel thuds]
- Oh, God.
[coughing]
What the bloody hell was that?
- He's a character.
- That was fun.
- An absolute circus.
How could I refuse bail?
- Guilty as sin.
- Yes, and that's your
professional opinion?
- Well, it's a tragic case
of a domestic gone wrong.
Misadventure between a couple.
Potential hunt.
Did Harold McBrayer not
quench your bloodlust?
- Katie!
Oh, this is this is
wrong on so many levels.
What's, the, uh, government
oversight on this?
- No, it's old news.
There is a Maltese
connection,
but they're up on appeal
now anyway, so it's mute.
- Stephen's been in your ear.
He's taken this
far too personal.
There's no motive.
- Jay is a part owner of a wine
bar across town with his father.
Uh, yeah, they are
massively in debt.
On file are some cash handouts.
- Marilyn?
- The police don't
know that yet.
- She always struck me as smart,
especially when she
dumped my brother.
But, clearly judgement
must be reserved.
- Look, um, I'm going to
excuse myself from this case.
Let some other idiot take over.
- Judge, I think
you're being hasty.
- Hasty? Hasty?
A domestic gone awry.
This doesn't even come
close to our rules.
I mean, where is...
[coughing] Where is the intent?
[coughing]
No, no!
I mean, this, this
thing of ours,
we started on the, on the road
to hell with good intentions.
But now, what have we got?
We've got a beast
that's out of control,
and I will not be a
party to a bloodsport.
- Well, I'll ask Jay again
about a manslaughter plea,
but honestly, in my opinion,
I think he'll push for trial
and that is a year in discovery.
[phone vibrates]
- Stevens gathered several
bidders for the hunting party.
- What? Damn him,
I didn't ask for that.
He's never been this
emotional before.
- On the other hand,
it's a good earner.
- I started this for my daughter
and my God, how I regret it.
So do you feel avenged?
Do you feel that
justice has been done?
- Just one bad day to reduce
the sanest man alive to lunacy.
That's how far the world
is from where I am.
Just one bad day.
- What happened to you
was unforgivable.
[hits table]
- And he got his.
I got my vengeance.
And you got your justice.
- There's discrepancies
all over the place.
It's clear someone
else was here.
And clear for who?
- Don't forget, it's me
who's still on bail here.
- Calm down.
Just listen to her.
- So I was off
watering the plants,
when I heard the awful
argument going on.
- Do you have a time for that?
- Nine or around that maybe.
Like I told the police officer
that I heard that awful arguing,
and then I looked down
and I see that poor girl.
- How long between the
row and the scream?
- Uh, pretty quick.
- Mobile phone records.
Sorry. Records show the
emergency call was at 9:10.
but you said you heard
raised voices at nine.
- Well, around nine.
- You won't be able to just My
cousin Vinny through the case.
- The police aren't
looking at anyone else.
- Someone she knows or knew.
- She knew me, dad.
There was no one else.
- Maybe she was
running from something.
- Or someone.
[phone vibrating]
Look, I'm late for a
meeting, I gotta go.
Don't give up, okay?
It's not over.
Yes. Jesus Christ,
I'm coming, Charlotte.
[muffled voice]
- Pretty girl.
- What the hell are you doing?
- Wouldn't you rather see her
running through the woods?
I'll pay thousands
for them calves alone.
- Max said the perimeter alarm
was triggered last night.
I knew it was you, Stephen.
Are you getting too
emotional about all this?
- The judge has its limits,
Max Zorin, even less.
- Well, Max can scream and shout
all he likes, but I'm the heir.
Bonds with outsiders?
Not so much.
- You would do well to
steer clear of Anne.
Now don't do nothing stupid.
- Careful now.
You work for us.
[door slams]
- I was thinking.
Do you reckon they'll
let me go to the funeral?
- Get that out of your head.
You're on bail.
- Well, that's just like saying
I just don't care or something.
We need to be investigating
this ourselves.
- Eve has the resources
and access to the information
that we don't have.
She's our best chance.
- And how many times have
we gone down the road
of government agents?
Every time.
Again. Again, again.
And how's that turned out?
[muffled voices]
[suspenseful music]
[people chatting indistinctly]
[suspenseful music continues]
- I'm here to see
Officer Plunkett.
- Up the stairs.
- MI6?
- I think it's her.
I'll get the files.
[suspenseful music continues]
- They fired you?
- The Russian Federation
does not fire its staff.
We are simply reassigned.
Most probably Siberia.
But I may get lucky
and end up in Crimea.
- What the hell
have you guys lost?
- Russian policy is not the
concern of the
British government.
- They're shitting
bricks in Whitehall.
Locked down the entire
site in Cardiff.
- I can only offer
you one assurance.
We are doing everything we can
to alleviate the situation.
Re-education in Moscow
won't be so bad.
- What's the Black Heart?
[chuckles]
- Nothing. Just a few
overzealous Russians.
- See, if I was to guess,
I'd say that you have a weapon
that you don't want
us knowing about.
- Weapons.
Who needs weapons
in the computer age?
when with one stroke
of the keyboard,
we can crash markets?
- Feels wrong.
What are you selling?
- I can offer you many things,
some to distract, others that
may benefit you personally.
- I'm listening.
- You have a friend,
Jay Doherty.
You visit court for
Irish many times.
- Stalking is a crime
in this country.
- The judge.
We were watching the judge.
Maybe this will be
of interest to you.
I told you to stay downstairs.
[speaking Russian]
- She was in Cardiff.
These things not questioned.
- You cannot hide
behind the badge.
- This agent is nothing.
Government bullshit.
- The timeline matches.
[laughing]
- Where did you get this?
- Cardiff.
- I've never been to Cardiff...
[tense music]
[bell ringing]
[tense music continues]
[speaking Russian]
- This is a mistake.
- We'll deal with it.
[suspenseful music]
[combatants grunting]
- Will you behave?
[tense music]
- Yeah. No, no, of course I...
Yes. Yeah, I...
Look, I'll call you back,
okay? Bye.
- Boyfriend trouble?
- Girlfriend, actually.
- Oh.
Sorry. I thought you were...
Sorry.
Can you do a background
check for me?
- The admin office do those.
- This needs a bit more nuance.
Background amendments.
Edits to history.
Judge Hardin and his family.
- Fine.
- Thank you.
- You owe me a coffee.
- Can you authorise a
report, a cover story.
- Please tell me this is
to do with the Russians.
- I've only just
started digging,
but I found two acquittal cases
where the defendants
have gone missing.
There's going to be more.
- The Aurielle Fleming thing?
- Same judge, same lawyer.
The Russians know about it,
but that's patchy because
they use them for a job.
- You know,
I really don't know
what to say to you.
I'm trying to think
of the right thing.
- I'm sorry, Charlotte, really,
I am.
- Yeah.
Except I don't
really think you are.
I don't think you're
capable of feeling sorry.
In fact, I don't think you're
capable of feeling anything
for anybody else.
- You might be right,
I...
You might be right.
How did you find out?
- Would go on shouts
without his vest.
Left it hanging in the wardrobe
where he knew I'd see it.
- I guess that's
all I was to him.
Just a way of getting
your attention.
I don't know if this
helps anything, Charlotte,
but I feel like shit.
Really.
I feel like shit.
- You're right, Eve.
It really doesn't
help anything at all.
[tense music]
- You open, governor?
- Yeah. Yeah.
- Weren't sure.
Whisky, please.
Nice place.
Looks like you come
late to the pub game.
- Well...
Certain occupations you
fall into later in life.
- Is that what
happened to you, is it?
Or have you always wanted
to be a pub governor?
- Well.
That's hard to know.
It's a very, um,
expansive question.
- You know, many
people years ago
would have called
you a homosexual
for using the word expensive.
You're not homosexual, are you?
- No.
- Do you like to gamble?
- No.
- Nah. Don't think so.
That's all right.
- Dad. I've just realised,
Marilyn used to work
with that Judge Hardin.
You know, the one who's
on trial in my case.
[Danny clears throat]
Oh. Sorry, mate.
I didn't know anyone was here.
- Nah, you're all right.
Hang on a minute.
You ain't the one from
the papers, are you?
the one that killed
his girlfriend?
- No!
I mean, I didn't.
Who are you?
[eerie music]
- Let's just say we
could be brothers.
- Where does the time go?
My father would say he
has even more to do now
that he approaches
his retirement.
- It's a very beautiful house.
- It's been in my family
for generations.
I was born here.
My father didn't
trust hospitals.
I can't imagine your newspaper
would be entirely interested.
- On the contrary,
our readers like a human angle.
What makes a lawmaker tick?
[clock ticking]
We like to go over
previous cases.
The best example might be
the judge's most recent case.
Harold McBrayer.
- Hmm, a career criminal.
My father doesn't often
talk about his work,
but that case
irked him somewhat.
The prosecution
completely messed up
with their preliminary.
- No doubt he'll offend again.
- Well, probably
not any time soon.
He's gone missing.
- Well, my guess is
these criminal types,
he's probably gone to ground.
- If you leave your
contact details,
I will ensure they are
passed to my father.
- Strange case though.
Harold didn't have many friends,
but no one's seen him
since the court appearance.
- Probably planning his
next criminal enterprise.
- You've clerked
for your father?
- Occasionally.
Mostly covering
for staff absences.
- Then I'm sure you're
aware that Harold
isn't the first defendant
who's gone missing.
- No, but that is interesting.
[footsteps tapping]
- Thank you very
much for the tea.
- Of course.
- My editor will kill me
if I've lost my notes.
Got it.
Can I just check?
Six months ago, you
clerked for your father
on the Stephen Clark
hospital poisonings case?
- Quite possibly,
I have no recollection.
- And Keith McKnight,
the taxi strangling's.
Your name is on the case files.
- Well, if my name's on the
case files, then, you know,
my father, unfortunately, had to
deal with some horrible cases.
- Of course.
I won't take up any
more of your time.
- Good luck.
- Eve Campbell's got a
perfect employment record.
Ten years working
for local press.
She's dotted every I
and crossed every T,
which means,
Government agent.
I call it Max's law
of creative anomalies.
If it sounds too
good to be true,
it always is.
- Have Henry set up a meeting
with our contact at judiciary?
[people chatting indistinctly]
- Oh!
Background check came back
clean except for Katie Hardin,
some sort of private
medical at college.
They flew a consultant
down from Edinburgh.
They're waiting for you.
- Keep digging.
- Well, speak of the devil.
Rosa here tells me we're
paying you too much.
- Yes, but rest assured,
I am frittering it away
on booze and casinos.
[laughter]
- You're a dyed-in-the-wool
ballbuster, Eve.
Anyone ever tell you that?
- Only my close
friends and family.
I didn't mean to interrupt.
I can come back.
- No, no, I was just leaving.
Seriously?
Still sober as a judge, right?
You obviously haven't partied
with the Sixth
Circuit Court lately.
Yes. Mr. Lowenstein,
still clean as an
ex pill addict.
- Good to see you, Eve.
Rosa.
[Rosa sighs]
[door closes]
- Stop fucking
Charlotte's husband.
She doesn't like it.
- What, did she put it in
the company newsletter?
- If she comes to me
and wants your arse,
I'm gonna have to
give it to her.
And there'll just be a
hole with no arse around it.
How was he?
- None of your goddamn business.
But, yeah, pretty good
It's like a washboard.
- I've always liked him.
Had them over for a
barbecue last summer.
- I've got a problem.
- Don't you know
Charlotte's been after you
since you got here.
In that quiet, earnest,
reasonable way of hers.
She's probably glad
you fucked Jonah.
Now she has an ethical
reason to annihilate you.
- I have evidence to show
that a group of circuit judges
have been letting
defendants go free.
- Fuck you.
- Kidnapping them later,
possibly killing them.
- Fuck you in your arsehole.
All right, all right.
What have you got?
- Oh. Oh, Eve
[Eve] No, Wait.
- Eve, Eve, Eve.
- Just listen to me.
- I don't have to listen to you.
I'm looking at you, and I see
an agent who's about to tell me
she has a hunch.
- Rosa, I've done
some checking up.
- Do you know my opinion about
agents who have hunches?
- Rosa, even Charlotte
thinks this thing stinks.
There are discrepancies
in all of the cases.
- Discrepancies? Did I hear you
say there were discrepancies?
- Come on, you know
the court system.
- All right.
Russian thing first,
then you can go on your
crusade for vigilante justice.
Give me an excuse
to stand up for you
when Charlotte asks me to
transfer you to the toilet.
I don't have to tell
you what will happen
if this goes badly, right?
- What if I find
something really good?
- If you're thinking
you can tell Lowenstein
and he will call the PM.
It better be...
- The PM will listen
to Lowenstein.
- It better be awfully good.
Otherwise, he'll eat your heart
and throw your body to the dogs.
He really was good, huh?
- Oh, fuck off!
- Shut the fuck up!
Right.
Anything else?
No?
Good.
[engine starts]
[Jay mumbling]
[both muffled shouts]
Right, this is how
it's going to go down.
Either of you say
another fucking word
and I'll cut the other.
- Anne.
Glad I found you.
- Yes, miss?
- Kind of awkward, but have
you seen my brother recently?
He's had his phone switched off.
- No, miss.
[cutlery clanging]
- Sorry.
- Actually...
I was hoping to
speak to you alone.
- Anne, you seem lovely and,
totally naive.
Exactly his type.
But I really don't
want to get involved.
- I'm pregnant.
- And boom!
You couldn't keep that
from me, could you?
- He got really angry when I
told him I want to keep it.
He says the judge will fire me.
- Girl to girl.
You're not the first.
I suggest you run
and cash a cheque.
It will give you a chance
to discuss power imbalances
later on in court.
- You don't have to
look so happy about it.
- Take some responsibility.
- Guy from Edinburgh
was a specialist
forensic rape consultant.
- Sykes. Where have I
heard that name before?
- Caretaker from a
case a few years back.
[indistinct chatter]
- If talking were a weapon,
you would be the most sought
after gun in the world.
But it isn't,
now don't do it again.
- I don't take orders from you.
[Kaplan scoffs]
- Principles do not
bleed character.
[phone ringing]
- You can go in now.
- I understand your interview
with the Russian
embassy went sideways.
- I had to colour outside
the lines a little.
Don't think Plunkett's upset.
- You know, Eve,
when Rosa convinced me
to let you come here,
I thought, why not?
I like a flutter.
And maybe, just maybe,
she's learned her lesson.
I think we can both agree it's
not working out as planned.
The judiciary are
having a feeding frenzy
with your personal crusades.
What possessed you to
take on the island?
- I authorised it.
- This cops and robbers
bullshit ends now.
Playtime is over.
Or I swear to God
and Sunny Jesus
I will shut this
department down.
[suspenseful music]
- He can't shut an
entire department down.
This isn't all on me.
- I'm sorry.
Were you talking to me or were
you sleeping with my husband?
- Girls.
Where is the girl code?
Eve, say you're sorry.
Charlotte, punch
her lights out.
- Of course, because
that solves everything.
- This thing is bigger
than Lowenstein.
- Jesus.
- Missing defendants
who escaped conviction
only to disappear later.
What? Vanished into thin air?
- Charlotte put Harvey
on the Russians.
- Already done.
- You fuckers are dumping me?
- Lowenstein isn't interested
in your Bloodsport thing.
You just heard him threaten
thermal global
nuclear destruction
of this entire department.
[suspenseful music]
[eerie music]
- Nobody wants to
work with you, Eve.
Yeah, maybe you're a good agent,
but there are plenty
of good agents,
ones that don't
have your attitude
and can follow instructions.
- Why don't you just hit me?
Charlotte, I deserve it.
I'll fall down, I'll bleed,
you'll love it, it'll be great.
- You know, I don't
know if I'm more bored
of hearing how you can't
keep your legs shut
or keep your mouth shut.
- Rosa, we've got the judge.
- Rosa, we discussed this.
- Shut up, Charlotte.
Should I hold a conference
with Lowenstein and the PM,
or do you actually
have evidence?
- Plunkett has a whole
case file on them.
They used the judge a few years
ago for something similar.
A Russian aggravate.
- Minsky case.
[Eve] They got him off
on a technicality,
then they downed his
plane over Estonia.
[birds singing]
- [scoffs] Why are you
even listening to her?
- Katie Hardin,
the judge's daughter,
Katie Hardin has a
sanitised charge sheet.
- How did you...
- Katie was raped in college
by the caretaker, Bill Sykes.
It was a whole grooming thing,
went unchecked for years.
He was acquitted due to a chain
of evidence fuck up and walked.
- Charlotte?
- I know the case.
We issued a European
arrest warrant for Sykes
after 18 students came forward,
but he was never found.
- He could have
been their first.
- It isn't enough.
[door closes]
[tense music]
[eerie music]
[gagging]
- Oh, what the
hell have you done?
- Let me show you.
[music intensifies]
- This idiot is going to
force me to commit fratricide.
Where the hell is he?
- Collecting the judge.
- Getting his side of
the story in first.
- What I do,
I do for your father alone.
No one else.
This is all wrong.
- Then we make it all right.
- Look what all this
has done to you.
Look what you've become.
- Anne told you?
- Stephen is a dead man walking.
- The heart wants
what the heart wants.
- Not him.
Not ever.
- You've seen the
way he is with women.
There's no responsibility.
Anne has options.
- You saw Dad pulling up?
[eerie music]
What?
Oh, this.
That's not mine.
- Right. Make it to the end
of the estate and you're done.
- Nobody's making it out alive.
- Well maybe you'll
be the first.
[Danny muttering]
[suspenseful music]
- Ah!
Hey!
- Come on!
- Go!
[Danny groaning]
[tense music]
[Danny panting]
Leave me.
I'll only slow you down.
- I'm not just gonna
leave you here.
- Where's the damn cavalry
when you need them?
Deja vu all over again.
[tense music]
They've got us trapped.
- Oh, come off it!
It can't run around
this whole island.
[electricity crackling]
[Jay grunting]
- You idiot!
Look,
We'll run the tree line.
Maybe we'll find a break.
Come on.
[tense music]
[gentle music]
- There's history on this case.
First popped up on the
agency's radar six months ago,
and it was Lowenstein
who squashed it.
- Don't tell me.
Drinking buddies?
- Worse. Golf.
- Do you know what?
- If I were you, I'd
check his island estate.
Seems like there's been
a fair few modifications
to suggest that
it's been fortified.
- Thank you.
- Don't.
This is bigger than
office politics.
But, Eve,
if you take those,
you and the agency are done.
Suits you better anyway,
going rogue.
At least I'll still have
a job to go back to.
- Charlotte, I, um...
- I feel like an evening stroll.
[tense music]
- Dad, come on, we can't stop.
- Let me get my breath,
will you?
[Jay sighs]
- This is a hunting ground.
- What gave you that impression?
Look. It's obvious.
Come on, look, the trees
and the ground.
It's like an easy path
for them and it's...
It's almost like they
want us to go that way.
So let's not make
it easy for him.
- Hey.
- What?
- I'm proud of you, you idiot!
Come on.
[eerie music]
- Oh! We rest here, Dad.
Go on.
- I can't.
[music intensifies]
My bloody leg!
- Dad,
how did we end up
in this shit again?
- Just to think.
- Yeah.
Well, at least
we're right in here.
Are you cold?
- No, I'm not.
[eerie music]
[both scream]
[eerie music]
- Come on.
[birds chirping]
[suspenseful music]
[Jay grunts]
[Danny grunts]
[Jay] Dad! Dad!
- If you don't go.
They'll kill us both.
[suspenseful music continues]
- Now, you listen to me,
you goddamn arsehole!
I swear I'd never kill her.
- Ah, the truth at last!
But it runs deeper than that.
Now you've got to take
responsibility for the actions
that ultimately
led to her death.
- What is actually
wrong with you?
- You're...
the loser.
[Jay grunting]
[Eve shouting]
[blow lands]
- You call that a punch?
- Breath reporter, my bottom!
I really do hope
you like this one.
[suspenseful music continues]
[combatants grunting]
- Stop that!
Stop that immediately.
- This was Steven.
- Is this vigilante
justice, judge?
- You just keep
popping up like a weed.
- There's your killer.
Your son killed Marilyn.
- Her story checks out.
- What a goddamn mess.
- Poor Marilyn.
- You.
- Look.
- Oh yeah?
- I never meant to.
- Uh-huh?
Oh, God, I curse the
day you were born.
I curse the day you were born.
You fucking...
[grunts] Oh, God,
what have I done?
What have I done?
Oh!
[coughing]
- Father!
- Call a doctor.
- No, no, no.
No doctors.
We knew this was coming.
Oh, God, what have I done?
- Look, we can get you out
of here, leave right now.
I can have you on a boat
to anywhere in the world.
- No one's kicking
our door down.
She's on her own.
- Well.
No. This, this, this,
this isn't justice.
- That in there is
a trained killer.
She doesn't care about justice.
- Oh, Katie.
Katie, you know, you know
that I love you with...
With all my heart.
I'm a dying man.
Please,
please stop this.
[suspenseful music]
- If anyone's going to
join our little game,
it's her.
- Ten minutes and we
come and find you.
- Sounds like fun.
- Stick to our agreement.
And they go free.
You have my word.
- Wonderful.
The word of an ex-con.
[suspenseful music]
- I hate it when
things are over.
So much left undone.
- Stephen and his bullshit.
- The judge is not
long for this world.
You'll have your
shot at Stephen.
- You know, that agent
reminds me of you.
Clever, capable.
- Where the hell are you going?
- I think she went that way.
Go find her.
[eerie music]
- You can come out.
My daughter's smart.
This won't take them long.
- Have you killed him yet?
- It's on my list.
- I am...
I'm so sorry for you.
So sorry for your trouble.
[tense music]
- The other way. Go!
- We're not going
to just leave you!
Get to the water,
I'll meet you there.
Katie, don't do this.
I know about Sykes.
You're letting him win.
- In a world full of demons,
what are yours?
- Oh, we're friends now?
- Hmm?
Best friends.
[combatants grunting]
Bitch.
[suspenseful music]
[Danny grunting]
[suspenseful music continues]
[combatants grunting]
[Eve screams]
- Fucker!
[combatants grunting]
[suspenseful music continues]
- Stop!
Stop!
[Eve shouts]
[eerie music]
[gunshot]
[eerie music continues]
[Eve laughs]
[gunshot]
[body thuds]
[eerie music]
[whistling]
[dramatic theme music]
[dramatic theme music continues]