The Assassin (2025) s01e06 Episode Script

1
[dizzying music plays]
[Edward moans]
[gasping]
Welcome home.
Shit.
I might've given him too much.
[acoustic guitar music plays]
[indistinct loudspeaker announcement]
If you could look a bit less
suspicious, that'll be great.
I'm not used to travelling
with wanted criminals.
You're the one who insisted
on coming with me.
[phone chimes]
Hmm.
[Kayla] Hi, it's me.
It's Kayla.
Erm The pilot said you landed,
the jet's heading back
once he's refuelled,
so hopefully I can join,
when I can. Call me.
- Are you not going to call her back?
- Nope.
The woman flew us to Spain
on her private jet, yeah.
Her dad's private jet.
This situation's already enough
of a shitshow.
[Julie sighs]
Well, this is either
Cyrus's idea of cover
or he's fucking with me.
Who's Cyrus?
What are those?
Explosives.
Small but, er, effective.
He made you a mix tape for you.
'February 1999'.
I didn't think people made
those things any more.
Seems like a good friend.
To do all this for you.
[scoffs]
Colleague, would be more accurate.
['Especially for You' by Kylie Minogue
and Jason Donovan plays]
Part of the cover?
No, he's definitely fucking with me.
All the time we were apart
I thought of you ♪
You were in my heart ♪
My love never changed ♪
I still feel the same ♪
Especially for you ♪
I wanna tell you I was
feeling that way too ♪
And if dreams were wings ♪
Heard anything?
No news is good news, I guess.
That's what they say, right?
Well, it seems so for you.
Excuse me?
Ezra Cross,
you are the acting head of CGM.
He really meant it.
Yeah, so to kick things off,
your sister's adamant
about some press release
she wants to put out.
It's business your father
wanted kept private.
Yeah. Yeah, right.
Er that won't happen.
[indistinct radio chatter]
[gasps]
What?
- Hello.
- How do I?
Take it easy. Take it easy.
Here you go.
Have some have some water.
There you go!
There you go, go easy go easy.
Whoa. Whoa.
That's enough. That's enough.
Where am I?
Home.
Sorry?! What do you
what do you mean home?
You're in Spain. In the first
house you ever lived in.
Okay, just-- just tell me,
what is going on?
You've spent your entire life surrounded
by people who lied to you.
Julie.
Your fiancée.
Twenty-nine years ago, her family
ordered your father to be killed.
Sorry, what?
It's time for the truth.
And tonight, I'm going to make
everything right again.
[Julie] My whole life changed
the last time I walked into that house.
Before, it was so straightforward.
It was just simple.
I never let myself think about it since.
Who knows what Edward's life
would have been if I had just let him be.
She's ready and waiting for us.
We're not gonna learn
anything new from here.
How do you, erm
how did you do this job and carry on?
What ever happened with Damian
you did it
for a good reason.
That doesn't help.
The first person I
killed was in the Army.
I still remember it really vividly.
And I thought after that, you know,
I thought it would get easier,
become more routine, but, er
It doesn't.
I still see them.
Every single one.
I think
somewhere along the way it just
gets easier to live with.
And
whatever you think you are, Luka,
I am so much fucking worse.
Don't say that.
All the blood, and the lies, and those
those people who came to the island
That's my fault.
And whatever happens to me
down at that house
I don't care.
I just have to make it right.
[sighs]
[sighs]
[door closes firmly]
Michael told me I'm the new head of CGM.
Shit.
Yeah.
Congrats.
Yeah, humbled by your support.
Wait, if you're the new head of CGM,
does that mean you can send Dad's
security guards out to get Ed?
He's in Spain, but I just--
I don't know where in Spain.
Julie's been really annoying.
She won't tell me anything.
You want me to use company
resources to find him?
Same way as you used the jet.
Yeah, I mean because he's
in actual danger. He needs help.
I'm sorry, but were you-- were you
this bothered about company resources
when you sent that hit squad out
for that Dutch guy?
It wasn't a squad. Just a person.
And I never said no. But
[clears throat]
Michael said you were planning
on putting out a press release.
[Kayla scoffs]
- Where are you going?
- To Spain.
What, first Ryanair out there, is it?
What else am I supposed to do?
Leave the past in the past.
And I will throw everything this
company has at finding Edward.
Okay, so, er, anyone comes in or out
or so much as moves, radio me.
Don't move from here.
And, er, take this, just in case.
All right.
Goodbye, Luka.
Sorry.
You're lucky I don't have
an HR department.
This is your father's office.
His sanctuary.
Jean-Luc built his empire from here.
What is all this stuff?
Everything he ever was
and all his prized possessions.
It's all here.
[indistinct radio chatter]
Please.
Take a seat.
What exactly do you want me to say?
I-I want you to understand
what happened here.
What she did.
[indistinct chatter]
Twenty-nine years ago,
she waltzed into this house
and she murdered your father.
You're lying.
The woman you call Mum,
she killed your real dad.
And you know I'm not lying, because
you know the kind of woman she is.
And you know what she is capable of.
[thrilling music plays]
You're fucking kidding me.
[Marie] The night that she came
into the house,
your father had just gotten home
from a business trip, and
and we were upstairs making love,
and it was magical.
Didn't you say you were my aunt?
He was an incredible lover.
He would grab my neck with both hands,
and he'd start to squeeze it
Eww!
Okay. Okay, fine.
I know that sometimes
the truth is hard to hear.
No, you monologuing about having sex
with my father is hard to hear.
[Marie] After we made love that night,
your father, he came down here to work.
And Julie shot him
as he sat in that chair.
I came down to give him a drink.
I think I surprised her.
I don't think that she thought that anyone
else was in the house.
I-I just didn't understand what was
happening, until I saw the gun.
And then everything went black.
She must have heard you crying.
You were always crying.
And then she took you.
You look so much like your father.
You think?
Why didn't you
why didn't you just tell me
that you're my mother?
I'm so sorry.
You have no idea what it's like
to have one fucking face
in your memory for that long.
But the art, the art saved me.
Drawing your dad. And you
and everything--
everything that happened.
And everything I wanted to happen.
So here we are.
And one way or another,
this story is going to end.
I can't imagine what it
must have been like for you.
Losing your husband, losing me,
all on the same night.
Now you are starting to understand.
But you really think any of this
utter psychopathic madness
is going to help anything?
Yes, I do.
[Luka] Somebody is coming right at you.
[device beeps]
[radio chatter]
[silenced gunshot]
[man groans]
[radio chatter]
Edward's in the basement. I'm going in.
Be careful.
Shit.
[silenced gunshot]
[radio chatter]
She thinks she's so smart.
[alarm sounds faintly]
[in Spanish]
Miguel, what's going on?
Someone check the security hut.
Didn't you ever wonder why
the two of you are nothing alike?
I mean, at all?
Okay, stop. Stop.
I've got this splitting headache now,
and your self-serving ranting's
doing nothing to help my nausea.
Self-serving?
All I'm doing is educating you, Edward.
[scoffs]
Edward. That's not even your real name.
Your real name
is Florent.
Florent?
Mm-hmm.
[radio chatter]
[silenced gunshot]
Your father made this for you,
for your baptism.
[in Spanish]
Get me an update. Now!
Your Dad did everything for you.
[Edward scoffs]
That money, Anvil Assets?
He set that up when you
were barely a day old,
just to make sure you were taken care of.
Julie must've gotten in touch with
the lawyers so they could find you.
I'm betting she never told
you about that, did she, hmm?
It's because she lied to you
every goddamn day of your life.
[speaking in Spanish]
What the fuck is going on
at the security hut!
[in English]
I'll check it.
Hey!
[speaking in Spanish]
[Marie cries out]
[panicked shouts]
Don't shoot him, you fucking idiot.
I told you I need them both alive, go!
Is everything okay?
Julie?
[panting]
[exhales sharply]
[panicked cry]
- Shush. It's me.
- Shit.
- Oh, my God.
- Shh.
Oh, my God.
Okay. This way.
You okay? You look awful.
I'm fine.
I know what you did.
I know who you are.
Actually, that's not true. I literally
have no idea who the fuck you are.
Listen, whatever she has told you,
we can talk about it, okay.
But not if we're both dead.
We have to move.
You shot my father! You stole me!
Really? Now?
Now.
[frustrated grunt]
Okay. I didn't steal you.
Damian sent me Chantaine. A job.
Okay, he-he sent me, the house plans,
the bodyguard rotation.
The only thing I knew about your father
was that he was the kind of rich
that you don't get by being nice.
I came in, I shot him.
Checked for a pulse. Job done.
Then I heard a noise.
And I-I turned.
And I didn't even hesitate,
I just I shot her.
I get it.
I get why you said you'd rather die
before you told me this.
I didn't check her pulse,
because at that moment,
I heard a baby crying in the next room.
You.
And I I went in.
And you were there, all alone,
and it was my fault.
And I didn't think.
I didn't think it through.
I-I just
I just knew that I-I couldn't
just leave you there alone.
Look, I never even wanted children.
I-I was-- I was pregnant once.
A long time ago. And
and I miscarried.
And fuck, you can't admit this,
but I was relieved.
I can't explain it.
I just knew that I had to protect you.
And f-for what it's worth, I've
I've never forgiven myself.
Why do you think I took myself off
to live on a fucking island
in the middle of nowhere?
not-not seeing anyone,
not even you, the one person
And I'm so I'm sorry, I
I am so fucking sorry.
My real name's Florent.
Fuck.
Yeah.
I'm French.
Thirty years old,
just found out I'm French.
Well, you're focusing on on the French.
Just just let me
Look just just let me get you
out of here, let me get you safe,
and then and then you will
never have to see me again.
[Marie on speaker]
Well, that was just adorable.
[laughs] Your faces right now!
You know how
sometimes you think of something so much,
you imagine it so many times
in-in your head,
there's just no way that the reality
is gonna be as good
as what's in your head?
But this is so much better.
Okay.
So what's your plan here, now exactly?
I'm your son, so I know
you're not gonna hurt me.
Mmm Not really.
What!?
You're not mine. Sorry.
Jean-Luc was the one who wanted kids.
We paid for a surrogate.
No strings, no questions.
He gave you everything.
I wouldn't even change your diaper,
- you little--
- [silenced gunshot]
More men arriving.
Julie, do you copy?
So, she's not my mother either.
What the actual fuck is happening?
Right. This should lead us outside.
Whoa.
Hey, are you okay?
Yeah, I'm It's just
She drugged me to get me
over here. Must be that. I'm fine.
Fine.
Are you ready?
Yeah.
Let's go.
[Edward panting]
[Julie, softly]
Shit.
There's another gate at the main entrance.
Do you think you can make it?
[radio chatter]
[silenced gunshots]
[man groans]
[low]
Go, go, go!
Okay. Getting back past them is too risky.
And we can't go back over
that wall, not with you like this.
Yeah. There must be another way out.
- All right, main gate.
- Yeah.
You okay?
Yeah. yeah. It will it will pass.
All right. Let's go.
[gunshot]
Oh, okay.
Let me guess. Main gate?
[Marie]
find them!
Okay. All right, we've got
no other option.
We're gonna have to go past them.
How?
Distraction.
Again, how?
What's that?
[rapid beeping]
Now you call them off or you're dead.
Ah, hey there, Julie.
Glad you could make it.
Y'know, you didn't have
to blow up my fucking studio.
Come on, Edward. We're leaving.
Now what?
Hey. Make one move I don't like,
and she gets a bullet in her head,
all right?
And you know what that means--
you don't get paid.
This is your your grand scheme?
You bust right in, you shoot everyone,
and waltz right out like
nothing ever happened?
I guess some things never change.
Feel free to stop talking.
[Edward grunts]
Oh, how you doing there, Florent?
Don't fucking call me that.
He said you drugged him to get
him here. What did you give him?
To get him here?
Little ketamine, no big deal.
But that is not what's making
him sick, sweetheart.
What do you mean?
Well, I-I should've said--
'sick' isn't the right word.
Erm, I should've said--
Florent's dying, bitch.
[thrilling music rises, then stops]
[distant engine, tyres on gravel]
What the fuck are you doing here?
What do you mean, what am I doing here?
You're the one who told me where Ed was!
Not so you would fly here
Is he all right?
I don't know. Julie's not answering
the-the radio.
What is this?
What are you, fucking Rambo now?
Look, I'm not standing by
to let this happen.
The man who killed my village is in there.
You stay here.
No, unlike you,
I actually know my limitations.
I didn't come by myself.
[silenced gunshot]
[silenced gunshot]
You're bluffing.
I was in a fucking coma for years.
And when I woke,
I couldn't walk, I couldn't speak.
But y'know what got me better?
Thinking about this.
The day that I finally got even
with the fucker who killed my husband.
So do you really think that I'm
in a bluffing sort of way, Julie?
[Edward groaning]
What did you give him?
Look it up on Wikipedia under aconitine.
Aconitine?
You know, I got from an article
that you wrote--
'The Power of Plants'.
And here you are, you're
you're finally a vegan,
and it's a plant that kills you.
I mean, that's irony!
[Marie chuckles]
So the only way we can keep Florent
alive here
long enough to get to the hospital
is if I give him a shot of atropine--
which I have in the house.
Why would you poison Edward?
This is where you lower your gun.
So your guys can
can shoot us now. No, thanks.
Oh, fuck, we don't even need them.
Hey guys, can you, er
just go guard the gate.
I do not anyone in or out,
coming in here spoiling the fun, okay?
[chuckles]
What do you want?
Right now?
A cigarette.
Oh, yes!
[chuckles]
God, I am having so much fun!
Are you having fun?
[silenced gunshot]
[man groans]
[automatic gunfire]
[shouting]
Just tell me what you want.
Don't you wanna guess?
Look, I am sorry.
Okay, about what happened.
It's just a job.
Just a job?
Jean-Luc was not just a job.
You murdered him.
And I've been planning my revenge
for 29 years because
you took everything
everything from me that night!
Even your your son.
Or is he not your son?
You know what, I'm sorry, I can't keep up.
[man, in Spanish]
I'm outnumbered.
Everyone's dead.
I'm outta here now!
[Luka]
Put your hands up.
I'm just paid to be here.
I have no skin in this game.
Put down your weapon!
Okay.
You don't recognise me, do you?
The island.
Every innocent person in my village
you killed.
Just so they wouldn't talk.
When you look at me
those are
the faces you should see.
Listen, do you have what Edward
needs or not?
We haven't got time
for this fucking about.
All right, then, let's get on with it.
I will give your fake son
the antidote he needs.
Right after he puts a bullet in your head.
How far would you go for
the person you love?
So what's the plan now?
You wave that thing at me all night?
I'm not even armed, all right.
[shouting]
[sobs]
It's okay. It's okay.
Shoot her.
Shoot her, Mum.
We need her alive.
You think I kill you and suddenly
she's just gonna fix me up?
She's given us no reason
to trust her at all.
The only thing I've got left
of Jean-Luc in this world.
I don't want you dead, Florent.
Don't call don't call me that.
I started this.
Okay.
now let me finish it.
[whispering] She's a fucking psycho,
but she's right.
I deserve it.
[Marie]
You know she's right, Florent.
Don't call me that.
She may have raised you,
but I'm the victim here.
Okay. She came into my home,
she killed your father,
she started this whole
fucking Greek tragedy
just because she was getting paid.
She's not the hero of this story.
It's okay.
That's right, take your time.
Oh, my God. I am really enjoying this.
We are edging revenge
right now, and it is fire!
C'mon!
Do it
C'mon.
Do it Florent. Do it!
[gunshot]
What have you done?
I told her not to call me that.
No, no, no.
Ed?
Kayla! She's poisoned him.
He needs help urgently.
We have to get him
to a hospital right now.
God. Fuck know how long it's
going to take on these roads.
Well, is a helicopter all right?
[light knocking on door]
I came straight away.
I'm sorry for your loss.
Toxicology confirmed it
was a fatal overdose--
Lorazepam and Oxycodone.
Yeah, I saw him taking a few things.
Assumed they're for sleeping
or supplements or some shit.
Yeah, I
I never knew your father
to take Oxycodone.
You've you've taken it, haven't you?
Dad was under a lot of stress.
Must've got confused.
Ah, so that's what happened.
What else could it be?
I'll leave you to it.
[door opens, closes]
[radio chatter]
You're here!
Yeah, of course I am.
How?
Don't worry about it. It's okay.
- Hey
- Hey. Get in.
No. No. He, er he won't want me.
What are you talking about?
You're his mum, get in
No it's it's fine.
He's better off with you.
Just, er just let me know
he's okay, won't you?
Yeah, sure of course.
[rotors power up]
Don't try and make me feel better.
I wasn't going to.
[Kayla]
We probably should've just told Ezra
to shove it and gone public
with the truth, really.
I don't know. Maybe some
secrets are best left buried.
Your editor would love to hear
you saying that.
And, if you genuinely believed that,
then we wouldn't be here, would we?
What do you think she'll be like?
Who, your mum?
No, the Easter Bunny.
Your dad was a bit of a dick, so
I reckon she's gotta be
some kind of saint,
because you turned out all right, so
Just all right?
Yeah. Well passable, actually.
Still marrying me, so joke's on you.
Touché.
I'm gonna make us some more coffee.
Hey.
- Mind if I?
- Of course, yeah.
[phone bings]
Luka?
- So needy.
- You love it.
[chuckles]
So, er
- Sleep okay?
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
- Yeah. Really well, actually.
I realised I hadn't had much
or a chance to speak to you
while we've been on the boat,
with Kayla being around.
Oh, you you don't need to
Well, I-I want to
I just I just wanted to thank you
for letting me come.
You have your uses.
You never know who might
need snuffing out along the way.
Yeah. I'll try to keep that to a minimum.
- Yeah. If you could, that'd be
- Yeah, I'll try.
Do you think she's really gonna
be there?
Your mother.
I think so.
Well, I can't wait to meet her.
Me too.
Your sandals are like
a 90-year-old man's.
What, oh, a contract killer
who also moonlights
for the fashion police.
- Who knew?
- Why not? Pays well.
How much did you get paid?
- What, for killing people?
- Yeah.
Fucking shit-tonnes.
[optimistic music rises]
[closing theme music plays]