The Assassin (2025) s02e04 Episode Script

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[Kayla] Ezra!
Ezra!
No, no! Ezra!
Ezra! Get off of me!
Ezra!
[Titus] Fuck.
[Cortez] In case you hadn't noticed,
there has been a change of plan.
[Titus] What the fuck is going on?
Drive her down, right now.
I'll explain everything.
It may not seem it, right now
but trust me this is a good thing.
[Titus] Please, please, just
I need you to get in the car.
Please, can we just go down there
and help him, please?
They killed him! They killed him!
- They killed him.
- Oh, my God. They're gonna kill me.
- No, they're gonna kill me. No--
- Get in the fucking car!
If you take me down there,
they're gonna kill me!
Please don't take
- Get in the car. It's nearly over.
- They're gonna kill me, please.
- You have to understand. Please.
- It's nearly over.
Don't. They're gonna kill me. Please.
- Please, don't take me down. Please.
- Get in the fucking car!
Okay?
Get in the car. Get in the car.
Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck!
[Cortez]
Hurry up and drive her down.
[Titus panting breathlessly]
[tyres skid]
[Cortez] Wait.
Where are you going?
Wait
Where are you going?
What are you doing?
[Titus] I have no idea.
[in Spanish]
Get the car! They're getting away
Get the fucking car!
The other bag's nearby. Go find it.
You see Julie or Edward Green
Kill them.
Fuck!
[ominous music]
[music fades]
[in Spanish]
Okay, all good.
Are you okay?
[in Spanish]
Yes.
[Edward] This looks like it, right?
The last place we saw him walking.
[Julie] Yeah.
[suspenseful music rises]
[Edward] Oh, God.
[gunshot]
- Hey, get down!
- [gunshot]
[rifle clicks]
[gunshot]
[Julie] Edward! Come here!
- [Julie grunts]
- [gunshot]
Agh! Ugh!
[Edward] Julie?
- [groaning]
- Julie?
Wow you're really committing
to the Julie thing.
[gunshot]
[groaning] Ugh
Ugh ugh, fuck.
- Ugh
- What about your other hand?
Can't do anything left-handed.
- Can't even--
- No, no, don't say it.
Sorry.
So
what are we gonna do?
I don't know.
God, we're pinned down, I don't know.
- [Julie] Okay.
- [gunshot]
[groaning]
- Give me the gun.
- No.
Yeah.
Give it to me.
Alright, you'll have
five seconds max, okay?
He has to to reload, alright?
Don't die.
- [gunshot]
- [Julie] Go!
[frustrated groan]
- [gunshot]
- I I couldn't.
I didn't I didn't see him,
and then I couldn't
- I couldn't--
- Edward.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry about Ezra.
I'm sorry about Berlin.
[speeding car approaching]
Get in!
It's fucking Onions.
[gunfire exchanging]
Fucking hell.
[Edward] Now! Now! He's reloading!
Come on! Move!
Never been so pleased to see a Frenchman.
Move! Move! Move!
[gunfire continues]
'Thank you'
are the words you're looking for.
- Right. Thank you.
- Yeah.
Yeah, call me crazy,
but I'm not about to jump into the arms
of a man who's been
tracking me down for years.
I'm not here to bring you in.
- I'm not.
- Yeah. You lie, Onions.
I saw the images
on the satellite.
I saw your friend die.
If I hadn't caused that blockade
perhaps he'd still be alive.
I'm here to help you get your wife back.
[Julie] And after?
After is after.
Ugh!
- First we get you to a hospital.
- No
No. No, our faces are everywhere.
Er, look, there's a safehouse
I used a while back.
It's just outside Valencia.
I can go there. I'll patch myself up.
[groaning]
[car horn honks]
- [tyres skidding]
- [horns honking]
- You just skipped another red light.
- [Titus] What? Fuck.
No. Oh, my God.
I just I can't see properly.
Okay, then maybe take
the bag off your head.
No, I just need
to make these holes a little bigger.
Okay, look, I really do not care
who you are, alright? I'm tired and
I've just seen my brother get shot.
Okay? Take the bag off.
[Titus] I'm very sorry, okay?
But I'm-I'm trying to think.
[Titus sighs]
[Julie] Thanks.
[groans]
Oh, it's, er
had a refurb since I was last here.
Pavel did say he was gonna put
some money into the place cos he
spent so much time in the region.
Who's Pavel?
Er, he's an old associate of mine.
Oh, yes, Pavel.
She crushed his brains in with a rock.
Yes.
Yes, I did.
Hypothetically.
Er
- Erm
- [small rocks tumbling]
- What are you doing?
- Erm, just looking for the key.
You mean, this one?
[Julie] Oh, yeah.
Sorry, yeah, it's, er it's been
a long time since I've been here.
[Julie] Okay.
[Julie grunts]
Oh, there's a wine cellar.
And a hot tub.
Oh, Pavel, you dirty little bastard.
Come.
Er, there'll be a first aid kit
in the kitchen somewhere.
[Bastien] Okay.
[Julie straining] Okay.
[Edward] You okay?
[Bastien] Okay, got it.
It's the kind of shit you find
on a high street.
We should take you to a hospital.
No, just get on with it.
[Bastien] Alright.
Not too bad.
- [Edward] Not too bad?
- [Bastien] No.
- The bullet has gone straight through.
- It's gone straight through.
Clean wound. If you're gonna get shot
it's about as good as it gets.
But I need to pack it.
It's gonna hurt.
I know.
A lot.
Will you go and get me
a drink of something?
Cosmopolitan coming up.
- It was a joke.
- Yeah, I know. Yeah.
It was brilliant. I just
just bleeding quite a lot over here, so
Erm
Vodka and a very nicely aged Calvados.
Which one
She's asleep.
Passed out.
With pain like this,
it's common. Don't worry.
I promise you.
If I didn't believe that, I would have
already taken her to a hospital.
Okay, good.
I'll wake her up when I'm done,
take her to a bed.
No, just
let her sleep.
She never sleeps.
[gentle music playing]
[Bastien] Hmm.
[gentle music rises]
[Julie clears throat]
You found the vodka.
Yeah.
I always find the vodka.
Cheers.
Cheers.
Where's Edward?
He's, er, asleep.
He's so much like you.
No, he's not.
That's just something people say.
- Not me.
- Oh, no, not you.
You're a true original.
Why do you do that?
Do what?
Always make a comment
that pushes people away.
Make a joke.
Extend your claws.
- You have to laugh, don't you?
- It's more than that.
- You don't wanna let anyone close to you.
- You're an Interpol agent.
Don't try to do fucking therapy on me.
- [Bastien chuckles]
- It's embarrassing.
What's so funny?
What's funny is
I spent so long searching for you
painting a picture
of the person I thought you were, and
I was completely wrong.
Now I see you.
I see who you really are,
and you're the opposite.
And, er
who was it you thought I was, Bastien?
[water swirling]
I thought
you were a cold, calculated killer.
I thought you had no soul.
And I was wrong on every front.
You don't know me.
I see who you are.
I'm a total cunt.
I disagree.
[men laughing]
[in Spanish]
You know what?
A fucking horse.
[in Spanish] Why would you buy a horse?
You live in an apartment.
I'll buy a farm, then.
You don't even know how to ride a horse.
- I'll learn.
- [door opens]
[in Spanish]
Turn off the music.
- But
- Turn off the music.
He got away.
There was a fork in the road
I flipped a coin, I
Fuck.
Did anyone come? When we left?
The woman and her boy.
Like you said.
But then a car came. They got away.
I clipped her, though. The woman.
And the other bag?
Couldn't find it. Some uniforms showed up,
I had to get out of there.
Who gives a shit? We are rich!
Half as rich as we could be.
Meanwhile, what we have is loose ends.
One, a paid hit woman
and the other, a fucking Interpol agent!
What's going on, Boss?
Why'd you shoot him?
The job's changed, Hernandez.
That's all you need to know right now.
The job's changed,
and we're knee deep in shit
so pull your dicks out
of each other's assholes and do something!
[relaxed laughter]
Yeah, you're really good at it.
[Bastien]
Yeah.
[relaxed laughter continues]
Oh, hi!
[Edward] Hi.
- Did you sleep well?
- Hmm.
Yeah, just kind of passed out.
Might try the hot tub.
- Try and de-stress.
- [both] No.
[Julie] I wouldn't.
We, erm
spilt some drinks in there last night.
Yeah, not gonna help anyway.
- Breakfast?
- Sure.
This is an incredibly
well-stocked safe house.
Usually,
it's just like fucking war rations.
Er I made French toast.
Oh, one day he's trying to put you
in prison for the rest of your life,
the next he's making you French toast.
- In France we actually call it pain perdu.
- [Julie] Oh.
- Is that right?
- Yeah, it means 'lost bread'.
Because we use stale bread to do them.
Like, it's not lost any more, you know.
[flirtatious giggling]
I do hate waste.
Yeah, me too.
You're being weird.
We're just talking about bread.
- You're being weird.
- I'm not being weird.
Just fucking join in.
You're making it weird
by saying it's weird.
Okay, okay, erm
In England,
some people also call it eggy bread.
[Julie] Yeah. Yeah, they do.
They are the same people
who refer to their holidays
as their holibobs,
and they should all be fucking sterilised.
There she is.
[chuckling]
Don't you love it when she does this?
Not really, no.
[birds chirping]
Er so what shall we do
now that we've all had some sleep?
Get back to where the handover took place.
Yeah.
Yeah, we might find something
to point us in the right direction.
[English man]
What are you doing in our house?
Your house?!
Yes our house.
This is our holiday home. We
Who are you?
We got in very late last night.
We rented a place and then we, er
- Got the wrong address.
- Wrong address.
- It was dark, though.
- Hmm.
Yeah, and in our defence,
you probably should keep the key
- somewhere other than the plant pot.
- And now we're gonna go. Yeah.
- Yeah.
- [Julie] Yeah, we really are very sorry.
- [Edward] Terribly sorry.
- Yeah, sorry for the mess. I made
- pain perdu.
- Er, French toast.
Eggy bread. Anyway Bye.
- What the hell?
- Didn't you recognise them off the news?
Hmm?
Give me your phone.
Who are you calling?
The bloody police.
[thumping]
[Titus] Coming. Coming.
I'm coming. I'm coming.
[thumping continues]
If you lock me in here again,
I will fucking end you.
- I'm sorry.
- Okay, can you please just help me out.
- Get me out.
- Don't try anything, okay?
No, I'm I get it, you're gonna
shoot me. I'm not gonna fucking
Ow!
[Titus]
Okay, come on. We need to get going.
[Kayla] To where? Where are we going?
Oh, my God.
You've got no idea.
[Titus] It doesn't concern you.
How does it not concern me?
I'm your hostage.
You don't need to know, okay?
- Because you have no idea?
- I I have some idea. I
[Kayla] Bullshit. They killed my brother.
You thought they were gonna do
the same with us. So shit's gone south.
- Just admit it.
- In the car, okay?
Get in the car!
Get in the fucking car!
Please, go on.
[Kayla] Do you actually know
what I'm going through right now?
[Titus] I know. I'm very sorry.
[dramatic music rises]
Okay.
- You two stay here.
- Hmm. No shit.
If anybody even looks in this direction,
get the hell out of here.
Okay.
Right.
Okay. Good.
Good.
What is going on with you two?
- What do you mean?
- You're just being so weird.
Unless it's you that is being weird.
- [in Spanish] Is he the Commander?
- Yes.
- Hi.
- Come through.
Thanks.
- [Bastien] Hello.
- Hello.
Bastien Mouret, Interpol.
What happened here?
- [in English] Your Spanish is horrible.
- [Bastien scoffs]
So I'm told.
Did I get drunk and call Interpol again,
cos I do not remember doing this.
I think it's connected
to a case I'm working on.
I can show you the paperwork
if you want some good night's sleep.
[chuckles] Moreno.
Chief Inspector of the local station.
Just got here myself.
Murder victim. Gunshot wound to the head.
- No witnesses.
- Hmm.
Do you mind if I have a quick look around?
[intriguing music rises]
Okay, if you must know
I had sex with him.
- Slept together would’ve done fine.
- In the hot tub.
- I don't need--
- Twice.
- Okay, that's
- Two and a half times if you count--
Please stop.
[in French]
It's me.
I need you to track a car.
Leaving this location, at speed.
The tracks are shallow,
maybe worn-down tread-blocks.
Look for something at least 20 years old.
[Edward] Do you think we can trust him?
Well it's a bit early to be
putting a label on it.
- I mean, it was literally just--
- We.
We, as in you and me
in terms of him being an Interpol officer.
Not you and him in the hot tub.
- Ah.
- Ugh.
No, he started it.
Well, mostly.
Really
can't think about anyone else, can you?
You-you always have to go
and make things complicated.
He came back because he felt guilty.
He came back because he wanted to help.
What we did two and a half times
in the hot tub is irrelevant.
Look, I know you're angry with me,
and I get it
okay, but not everything I do
is a mistake.
I'm just
I'm just trying my best here.
Well, it won't work anyway.
It didn't work with Luka, did it?
So what chance do you have
with an Interpol agent
who's spent most of his career
trying to chase you down?
Wow.
Not much.
Not much.
[car door opens]
Okay, a car heading north from here
ran eight red lights in a row at speed.
This is what the cameras captured.
She's still alive.
Well she was.
A-and still is. I'm sure.
- Yeah.
- [Julie] He's got a paper bag on his head.
- Have you ever seen that before?
- No.
Last light they ran
is 20 miles north of here in La Frontera.
Okay. Well, come on, then.
- Yeah. Yeah.
- What are we waiting for?
[engine starts]
How much longer?
- We're close.
- [Edward] We should've been there.
Stopped Ezra getting shot.
Got Kayla back.
If you hadn't been off
breaking into police captains' houses.
I didn't know, okay?
If I'd known, I wouldn't
Yeah, of course you didn't because
you never listen to anyone, do you?
- You just--
- [Bastien] Give her a break.
Stop blaming her for Berlin.
It wasn't her fault.
You told him about Berlin?
[Julie] Well, he
He asked, and I was
We-we'd just had sex,
okay, so I-I thought I should
And what did she tell you exactly?
[Bastien]
That you went there to
to find your birth mother.
When you did
[mobile phone buzzing]
Who is it?
Erm
- Hello?
- Edward Green?
Isha Lockwood, COO
of Cross Global Mining.
I'm sorry to call. I
[sighs deeply]
I didn't know what else to do.
Yours was the last number he phoned and
I haven't heard from him
- for a few hours, and I thought maybe--
- Ezra's dead.
You're gonna ask me
how I know, and if I tell you,
I'm gonna have to say it out loud,
and if I do that,
I can't pretend to myself
that it didn't happen any more.
[Isha] Oh, my God.
And Kayla?
Still gone.
Look, if there's anything I can do
anything at all--
more money, every resource
this company has, just call, okay?
Yeah, yeah. I, erm
Thanks. I've-- yeah, I've gotta go.
[motor hesitates]
[Titus] Come on.
[motor hesitates]
Come on! Come on! Fuck
You're out of petrol.
[Titus] Oh, my God.
[Titus] Get out.
Get out.
Come on.
Come on.
[Kayla] What the hell is this, man?
You're running around like
a headless chicken with a bag on its
neck.
- It isn't gonna help anyone here.
- Stop talking.
Come on. Get up.
[Kayla] Ugh!
Ugh!
- [Kayla grunts]
- [Titus] What the f-- !
- [Kayla] Agh!
- Come on!
- [Titus] Agh.
- [rings tinkle]
[Titus] Get up. Get up. Get up.
Get up. Get up. Here
Don't ever do that again, okay?
I have a gun here.
Okay, you should remember
that I have a gun. Okay?
Yes, big man, big gun,
with a paper bag on his head
walking around without a care in the world
like a fucking idiot!
[Titus] Come on, let's go.
Get in.
- Okay. Fuck.
- Get in.
Get in.
Stand there. Stand there.
[gunshot ricochets]
How many times
do I have to fucking warn you?!
[Kayla]
My husband is the only family I have left.
Either let me get back to him
or fucking shoot me.
[suspenseful music rises]
[gun cocks]
[music fades]
[Cortez in Spanish]
Anything?
[Gomez in Spanish]
Too many other people still at the scene.
That idiot left the other bag
of money somewhere nearby.
We need to find that shit
before someone else does.
[in Spanish] Julie and Edward Green
have been spotted in La Frontera.
I'll go there myself.
What do you want us to do?
Keep looking for Kayla.
I'll bring my pens!
Keep looking for Kayla.
And when you find her
you put a bullet in her head.
[in Dutch]
Think!
[door opens slowly]
[door closes]
[humming contentedly]
Don't scream.
Hey!
Hey, man!
Hey! Stop taking off your clothes, man.
Hey!
What the fuck's the matter with you?
Oh, my God.
Is it switched on?
Your hearing aid,
is it switched-- is it on?
Maybe the ba-- there is no battery?
The battery is dea--
- Batería?
- Batería.
[Titus] Okay
Okay, ah, stay-stay stay there, okay?
Just
Fuck!
Aren't your office wondering
what you're doing?
They trust me.
Yeah, but at some point,
they're gonna ask, aren't they?
The old hunt for Julie Green.
How's it going?
What are you gonna say
when they do?
There.
That's the one.
That's the one.
Licence plate matches.
Oh.
Oh, God.
[Julie] Okay.
This is days old
and Kayla looked absolutely fine
in-in the traffic photos.
She's-she's fine, okay?
She's gonna be okay.
So where is everyone?
La siesta.
Hmm. Lazy fuckers.
Yeah, well, perhaps it's you who's lazy
with your cultural imperialism.
- You sound like him.
- Okay, could we not, right now?
Okay, I'm gonna go door to door
to see if anyone has seen anything.
Yeah, good idea.
Not you two.
Believe it or not, they have television
in this part of the country too.
What?
Okay, well,
you don't just abandon your car
in the road unless you have to,
unless you've run out of petrol or
And if you do, then you're there
with your hostage, bag on your head
You don't go and find
the nearest El Starbucks, do you?
Putting 'el' in front of things
to make them Spanish
is exactly the sort of
cultural imperialism--
So you wanna stay away
from the main road.
You get off the beaten track.
You try and keep a low profile.
He took her this way.
- Told him it was my fault.
- Er what?
About Berlin. I didn't
try to make myself look good.
I told him the truth.
I just want you to know that.
C-could we just focus on--
[woman in Spanish]
Help! Help!
[Edward] Are you are you okay?
[in Spanish]
What happened?
There's a man in there, he has a gun
he has my boss, he's got a gun on him
He wasn't looking, so I ran
Keep running. Go.
- They're up there.
- Okay, she's gonna call the police.
- Okay. Well, we'll have her back by then.
- Yeah, damn fuckin' right we will.
[intriguing music rises]
[spark clicking]
[Edward whispering] Can't see her.
- She'll be further in-- Agh
- Are you okay?
Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm fine.
People heard noises from this direction.
A car backfiring. Is she inside?
- Well, there's one way to find out.
- Right.
- We go on three.
- Wait, wait, wait. We need a plan.
Yeah, we go in there and shoot the fuckers
who've stolen my daughter-in-law.
That sounds like a plan to me.
I think we all want
your son's wife to live.
Can we agree on that?
Full agreement from me.
Okay, we do not know
how many people are inside.
And the entrances, exits
She's your wife
- We do it his way.
- [Julie scoffs]
Democracy is fucking stupid.
Okay, alright, well,
what's the grand plan?
We move when I say.
Alright. Jesus.
When you look at me like that,
I feel I need a safe word.
Go.
[whispering] Julie
Fuck.
- What do we
- Okay.
[Julie] I'll keep them busy.
You have to trust me, okay?
Bastien will find her.
Wh-where are you
[dramatic music rises]
[indistinct police radio chatter]
[car door handle clicks]
[dramatic music continues]
[indistinct chatter]
[Julie] Come on, fuckers.
- [police siren wailing]
- [tyres skidding]
[yelling]
[gunfire]
[confused shouting]
[Spanish muttering]
[Bastien grunts]
[gun clicks]
What now?
[police sirens wailing]
[tyres skidding]
You take that man's life
[Titus] Just don't just stop talking.
[police sirens wailing]
- Calm down.
- Just stop talking, please.
[Bastien] Easy.
- [knocking on window]
- Hey!
[Bastien grunts]
[police siren dies out]
[hissing]
[Titus] Fuck! Fuck!
Move! Move!
[Julie grunts]
[grunts]
[grunts]
- [grunts]
- [sirens drawing closer]
Ah
Okay
[grunting]
[police sirens wailing]
[guns clicking]
[speaking Spanish]
[police in Spanish]
Come out with your hands above your head.
Okay, I've got it from here.
- I don't think so.
- Julie's in trouble.
'I'm sorry. I love you.'
She wouldn't say that
unless shit's gone really, really bad. Go.
Please. I'll keep an eye on him.
I don't want her hurting anyone.
Maybe it's your mother
you don't want to be hurt.
Because you care about her.
Just go, please.
- You got that?
- Yeah.
Now take that stupid bag off your head
and tell me my wife's still alive.
And if you tell me anything different,
those'll be the last words you ever say.
[kettle whistling]
[Edward grunts]
[grunts]
[kettle whistling]
Come out with your hands raised
above your head.
[in English]
Lower your weapon.
[gunshot]
[grunts]
That was a warning shot.
We won't warn you again.
Okay.
Okay, that's all I have.
Fingers locked together.
We're here to take you into custody.
[sighing] Okay.
Yeah, for killing a police officer.
Which I did not do!
He he fucking jumped!
You don't believe me.
Which is absolutely fine.
[sighs]
Come out now with your
hands on your head,
or we'll start shooting.
[dramatic, emotive music rises]
[Bastien in Spanish]
Officers! Interpol here. Stand down.
She's wanted in connection
with an internal investigation.
I'll take it from here.
Thanks very much, guys.
[in English] Great job. Great job.
Congratulations. Yeah.
Yeah. Thank you.
[in Spanish]
Everything's fine.
Well
Aren't you the gentleman?
It was your son's idea.
[Edward] Just tell me.
Is my wife alive?
[Titus] Yes.
I-I can't do anything here.
I'm not
I'm not the kind of man who can
take down a sniper with a handgun.
But I know people.
Who to trust.
Who to believe.
And correct me if I'm wrong,
but I don't think the man with a bag
on his head is gonna shoot me.
Stay back.
You're not with the people who took Kayla.
And I don't know who you are or why,
but I know you're scared.
I will shoot you.
Just tell me where she is.
This can all come to an end now.
[Titus sighs]
Titus?
Hi, man.