Episode 3

[mellow music] [theme music] -Bianca.

-Hi.

Has something happened?

No.

I...

I hoped we could talk?

Is Stefan with you?

Invite me in then.

Oh, do you want some?

No.

Sorry.

I know they'd never sell crap like this at Vino Modana.

No, no, it's nice to get away from the restaurant sometimes.

I mean, we can talk properly for one thing when we're not there, so... Um, I wanted to talk to you, actually.

Sure.

Um, it's Stefan, it's... Oh, uh, I understand.

No, um...

I've known him since I was four.

Me, my mom, Davor, we're... -we're all he's got.

-Yeah.

It's okay, you don't need to explain anything.

No, um... We've been destined to be together for as long as I can remember and...

I really care for him.

Um...

But he's not the person I wake up and go to bed thinking about.

Bianca, it's... [ominous music] Bianca, I'm not... Hello, Sangita.

Fuck me, Billy, twice in a week?

Don't worry, you can be hacking the Bank of England, for all I care.

So, what do you want this time?

I hacked this for you last week.

I need you to massively strengthen its encryption, make it nigh on impossible for anyone to access.

Can you do that?

And one more thing, I need you to create me a new ID.

Christian.

-Mrs. Mimica.

-Dubravka, please.

Davor asked me to come.

Of course, he's on the terrace.

You have an amazing home.

Your first time here?

I hope the first of many.

[indistinct conversation] -[glass breaks] -[dog barks] What was that?

I think your mom dropped something.

Go and see if she needs help.

Ah, the kid thinks he's a gangster.

-We have a job for you.

-Sure.

We need you to rent a boat, a fast one, big enough for four people.

Range of at least 600 miles.

And when do you need it?

Soon as possible.

Don't you have any questions?

If I need to know, you'll tell me.

[ominous tones] [Billy] 600 miles!

That could be bloody anywhere.

And they didn't say anything else?

That was it.

They didn't say or you didn't ask?

I didn't want to raise suspicions.

You can't always play it safe.

That's his call, Billy, not yours.

Oh, I'm going to have to bug the cabin.

-Of course.

-Is that a good idea?

You know how this works.

We need hard evidence or we're pissing in the wind.

Nah, it's too dangerous.

The whole fucking shebang is dangerous.

You don't have the monopoly on risk-taking, Billy!

We all want to catch these fuckers, just not at any cost.

I thought you said you weren't going to be involved?

I'm going to head down to the marina, shop around, get some estimates.

Hey.

-Hey.

-What?

-Have you got a cover story?

-A what?

You know, what you say if someone sees you coming here.

-Well?

-For fuck's sake, -stop nagging me.

-I'm just trying to protect you.

Well, you're behaving like my mother.

[Hannah sighs] [ominous music] Are you following me?

-Huh, I was just messing around.

-[Christian laughs] What are you doing in this part of town?

I just had stuff to do.

What stuff?

Family shit, you know.

No, Christian, I don't know.

-Sorry, I didn't mean... -I'm kidding, forget it.

-Come on.

-[they laugh] Thanks.

So, what about you?

I've been meeting a guy about my bet.

Your bet?

Yeah, you know, the one I told you about.

-Oh, the basketball game?

-Hm.

It's not just a game, Christian, it's a European Cup match.

And if the Crusaders win by three points or more, I'll make 80 grand.

-What?

-Hm.

Well, who are they playing?

Last year's runners-up.

I thought us Brits weren't very good at basketball.

We're not.

It sounds like a long shot then.

Not if the game is rigged.

[chuckles] How the fuck did you rig a basketball game?

-Are you in?

-Yeah.

Yeah, let me rustle up some cash.

We'll party after the game.

[suspicious tones] No-one's going to hear us, Mom.

You can speak English.

I wanted better for her.

Better than what?

Stefan.

[sighs] He's about to become one of us.

[laughs] He's a fool.

Do you want me to put a stop to it?

I should be happy.

At least one of my children will be married.

[sighs] I have to go.

-Where are you meeting him?

-[Davor] The usual place.

[ominous music] -[hand brake] -[engine stops] Don't keep me waiting again.

[phone vibrates] [camera shutter clicks] [Christian] You were right.

I need a cover story.

Why?

Has something happened?

[Christian] Stefan's acting weird.

[camera shutter clicks] [suspenseful music] [Zvonomir] Should we be worried?

Davor?

Somebody just happens to leave the picture of our restaurant lying on the photocopier of the police station?

It's from the previous investigation.

Or someone else has taken over where the dead cop left off.

You heard it, the murder investigation is going nowhere.

I heard also there may be other teams working on it that our source doesn't know about.

I'll take care of it.

[ominous music] Good, you're all here.

-I have something to tell you.

-Go ahead.

I think someone is feeding information to the police.

[gun clicks] Why are you just telling us this now?

I just found out.

Davor, please.

Yes, we're listening, Stefan.

Okay, so... [Man] So, what exactly are you looking for?

[Christian] Something that can do 600 miles.

Okay.

Okay, well, they all come standard with chart plotting, -um, bow and stern thrusters.

-Uh-huh.

So when are you looking to rent?

-As soon as possible, really.

-[phone vibrates] -Okay.

Okay.

-Um, sorry, just one second.

-Hey, Davor.

-[Davor] Where are you?

At the marina.

[Davor] Head back.

I want to see what you found.

I only just got here.

[Davor] Doesn't matter.

Come.

Now.

[phone vibrates] Hey.

[Christian] Hey.

Didn't hear you leave.

I needed to get back.

[Christian] Is someone there with you?

Er, yeah.

Is something going on at the house?

No.

[Christian] Something I should worry about?

I don't think so.

And Davor isn't acting weird?

Er, no, no, I don't think we need anything.

[Dubravka] Napkins.

Could you pick us up some napkins?

Okay.

Yes, I guess I'll see you in a bit.

Okay.

Davor's called me in.

-[Billy] What about?

-He didn't say.

Don't panic.

[ominous music] Hello?

[Dubravka] In the kitchen.

You angel.

Davor's in the fitness room.

[ominous music] Stop.

Stop, stop, stop.

What's this about?

Do you recognize this place?

[footsteps approaching] Or this woman?

Am I allowed to ask why you're questioning me like this?

Don't act innocent.

Stefan says you've been... meeting with this woman.

And she's a fucking cop.

Ms. H. Laing.

Helen Laing?

See?

I told you.

So it's true?

Well, she's my mom.

Your mother is a cop?

No.

She's an accountant.

That's a fucking lie.

Show him.

Well, she's a friend that works there.

-[Davor] Bullshit.

-She's just a receptionist.

Maybe they had lunch or something.

What's this woman's name?

What's her name?

Marianne.

Marianne Jackson.

Give me his phone.

Open it.

[suspenseful music] Chrissy?

Is that you?

[Davor scoffs] [doorbell ringing] -Helen Laing?

-Yes.

Dubravka Mimica.

Yes?

Can I come in?

Er, well, I...

I was just on my way out.

Oh, it won't take a moment.

Oh... Come on through.

Nice place.

Do you live here?

[Hannah] No.

Redland.

Ah, it must cost you a fortune.

I...

I got it in my divorce.

From Christian's father?

Sorry?

Oh.

No, it's me who should be sorry.

I didn't introduce myself properly.

I'm Christian's boss.

Oh.

Oh... Oh!

What's he done now?

Nothing.

He's doing great.

So, has he recommended me?

Recommended you?

Well, you are looking for an accountant?

[laughs] God, no.

I was in the neighborhood and thought I'd come and introduce myself, invite you for a meal.

Oh, that would be fantastic.

I've heard your restaurant is amazing.

I mean at my home.

A family dinner.

That's very kind, erm, but I'll need to check with Christian.

Of course.

Mm-hm.

Okay.

You're just such a disappointment.

What?

-No way.

-Zvono!

Anyone can fake a web page.

[Davor] He also phoned the police station.

And guess who is working on the switchboard.

Go and wait outside.

[ominous music] I owe you an apology.

You can't be too careful.

It's...

I don't understand why Stefan would point the finger at you.

Maybe he thinks I'm muscling in on his place in the family.

Tell me the truth, Christian.

He thinks I'm in love with Bianca.

[chuckles softly] Are you?

You're fucking my sister?

I'm not that stupid.

Here you go, Chrissy.

Here you go.

[Zvonomir in Croatian] Put your hand!

[Stefan screams] Take it like a man!

[Stefan] Fuck!

Argh!

Listen to me.

Listen to me!

Don't try to be smart.

You make it up with Christian, you understand?

[Tina] You dodged a bullet today.

-Thank God for Marianne Jackson.

-Yeah, that was a nice touch.

[Billy] We just have to be more careful.

-I'm shutting you down.

-[Christian] No!

We're starting to get somewhere.

Look, it's my neck on the line.

This isn't an officially-sanctioned investigation, Christian.

All our necks are on the line.

Please, just let it play out a little longer.

I've already given you time.

Which he's used to acquire admissible evidence on a major criminal conspiracy.

Which I'm sure Superintendent Kane -will be hugely grateful for.

-I'm not leaving the restaurant.

-Christian.

-I'm not!

Not until we prove the link to Sean.

Look...

I want to catch these scumbags as much as you do.

Then prove it.

Give us some time.

[Christian] Look, we're really close.

Davor's letting me in.

72 hours to find the link.

After that, I'm coming down there to drag you out and arrest you myself.

[footsteps receding, door closing] Well, that calls for a beer.

What's taking so long?

I was only given it this morning.

We've been waiting almost a week.

And you might be waiting a lot longer than that, mate.

-[Fran] How do you mean?

-Level of encryption on this.

It's like the sodding Enigma code.

[mellow music] Welcome.

Come in.

-These are for you.

-[Dubravka] Oh, thank you.

This is my son.

It's so nice to finally meet you.

I'm Davor.

Very nice to meet you, too.

I'm Helen.

Jovan, my nephew.

-Hello, Jovan, the nephew.

-Hi.

Hello.

[Dubravka] And this is my daughter, Bianca.

Oh, hello.

Very nice to meet you.

Welcome.

Thank you.

[Dubravka] And Stefan, her fiancé.

-Hi, how are you?

-Welcome.

[Clears throat] Jovan, take Helen's coat, please.

-Thank you very much.

-[chatter] -Can I get yours?

-Yeah, yeah.

It's a bit chilly out there.

-[Davor] This way.

-Thank you.

What a lovely house!

[Hannah] This looks delicious.

You've been in the kitchen all day?

All day.

Always.

So, Christian tells me your ex-husband is from Croatia.

Erm, yes, but he's lived here for the best part of 30 years, so... You never stop being Croatian, right?

Well, I'm not sure that anyone's told Nick that.

[all laugh] [Dubravka] Have you been there, Hannah?

To Croatia?

Yeah.

Yeah, a couple of times on holiday when Christian was small.

Where did you go?

Oh, we went to an island.

Havar.

[Stefan] It's pronounced H-var.

Hvar?

Hvar?

-Yeah.

Is that right?

Perfect.

-[all laugh] Hvar.

We went to Hvar.

-And did you like it?

-Yes, loved it.

Absolutely beautiful.

But there was one holiday when Christian got absolutely terrified.

-Terrified?

-[Hannah] Yeah.

There were these wood pigeons and Christian thought that they sounded like wolves.

-How adorable.

-Yeah.

[Dubravka] I bet he was gorgeous at that age.

Yeah.

He was.

He was.

He was a real mommy's boy.

-Mom, stop.

-[they laugh] Really?

Mommy's boy?

But you never visited him in jail.

[Dubravka] Stefan, you are insulting our guest.

No.

No, no, no, it's okay.

Erm, I...

I don't mind admitting I was ashamed of him.

But I'm not now.

Ever since he's been with you, ever since he's been in your restaurant, I...

I can't tell you how proud of him I am.

-[Davor] To family!

-[all] To family!

I'm sorry we doubted you.

There's really no need.

[Davor sighs] I shouldn't have listened to him.

I would have done the same.

We believe someone is supplying information to the police about us.

Someone in the family?

Or close to it.

[Davor] I suppose he hasn't been able to resist boasting about Krajina.

He's told me a little.

[Davor sighs] Now you know why we need to be extra vigilant.

-Paranoid even.

-Of course.

It is going to make us very rich.

All of us.

[Davor] You included.

Have you ever killed anyone?

[Christian scoffs] [Davor] But you think you could?

[Christian] I don't think so.

[Davor laughs] I think you're going to surprise yourself.

All it takes is character and you have plenty of that.

Look, it's just talk.

He's marking his card, that's all.

Letting him know they mean business.

Here, look at this.

Is that the boat they're hiring?

Aye.

Ex-fishing charter.

Done a few knots, but still in good nick.

I should be able to plant the listening device behind that panel there.

Pretty high-tech.

-Q has been busy.

-Aye.

Motion activated recording and listening device.

None of your buy-one-get-one-free standard issue police crap.

Well, you wouldn't be much of a spook if you couldn't get your mitts on a decent listening device, Billy, would you now?

[both laugh] Anything?

It's clean.

[suspenseful music] So... We're cool?

Yeah, we're cool, Stefan.

Good, because I need your help.

You remember I stand to win 80 grand on this basketball game?

It's not a number you forget.

Well, I thought maybe... we could use it to set up shop together.

Me and you?

I need to start doing my own shit.

Davor is pissed with me.

[sighs] He's going to be even more pissed if we start dealing on his patch.

No, no, I'm not talking about that shit.

What, then?

Spread betting on sports.

You can make a fortune if you find a way to fix the games.

Well, you never told me how that's done.

[chuckles] Easy.

You cut the players in and then you threaten to kill their family if they don't come through.

Is that's what's happening with this latest game?

Yeah.

One of the players for the Wings is my guy.

That's useful.

We really do know where his wife lives.

You can help make sure she gets the message.

Let me think about it, yeah?

Sure.

I get it.

You need to work out whether you should trust me again.

Just like I've needed to work out whether I should trust you.

I thought we sorted that.

Thanks.

Look, I've seen the way you look at Bianca.

-Stefan, I... -It's alright.

You don't have to say anything.

I'm not stupid.

But if you really are my friend, then you know how much I love her.

[Stefan sighs] [both laugh] I wanted to write Bianca, but it hurt too much.

-You nutter!

-Keep your mouth shut.

You can't say this to anyone.

Oh, fuck.

Cheers.

Cheers.

[ominous music] [Stefan] You dumb bastard.

What do you mean, it's not enough, huh?

[Basketball player] Well, I could lose my career.

Or something more important.

You don't need to threaten me.

Look, this is just the start.

We're going to get rich together.

Bop, bop, bop.

What's the score?

[Basketball player] The Crusaders by three or more.

Three or more.

We should go.

Be cool.

-I'll be watching.

-Sure.

[suspenseful music] Billy.

You knew they'd come back.

You know yourself, they're paranoid.

Davor trusts me.

He trusts no-one.

He's starting to tell me things.

Don't get complacent.

One false move and you're dead meat.

Don't underestimate them.

any of them.

Zvonomir, Dubravka, Stefan.

Davor wants rid of Stefan.

Maybe we could give him a wee shove?

Shall I pretend I didn't see that?

Yeah.

Hey, thanks for that.

[crowd cheers] -[champagne pops] -[Zvonomir] Oh, here they are.

[Jovan] What a great idea for a stag night.

It was Davor's, not mine.

More like a sad night than a stag night.

-[Stefan] What's the joke?

-[they laugh] -[Stefan] What's the joke?

-You are the joke.

[referee whistle] [suspenseful music] -Six points behind already!

-Shut up.

-[Jovan] Come on, man.

I'm just teasing.

What do you reckon?

-Come on, move!

-Yeah!

[audience boos] [both cheer, laugh] [Jovan] I don't think your guys have got the message, Stefan.

-[Stefan] Fuck!

-[Jovan laughs] They better not screw with me.

-But whatever happens.

-What?

...Let's blow them off.

Let's go and party together, just the two of us.

[Stefan sighs heavily] We'll see.

[referee whistle] -Fuck!

-[Jovan laughs] Yes.

Fuck!

I'm going down there.

Seriously?

I need to show I mean business.

Yeah!

[Zvonomir] What the fuck?

[crowd cheers] [Billy] Hey, you still taking bets?

Fucking snitch, Stefan!

Do I know you from somewhere?

I'm a friend of Jamie's.

How much?

Can you do 500, pal?

[Jovan] They know each other.

Yeah, they know each other.

[crowd sings] Je... [referee whistle] [crowd boos] [suspenseful music] Come on, come on.

[crowd roars] -You did it.

-I fucking did it!

-Come on.

Limo is waiting.

-[Stefan] Limo?

Limo?

Oh, oh.

[Stefan laughs, cheers] Woohoo!

[Billy] Oi, can't come to the phone at the moment, so leave a message.

They're going to kill him.

[ominous music] 80 fucking grand!

[laughs] Up, up, up, up.

Ah.

[Stefan] Hey!

Hey, where are you going?

Hey.

[Zvonomir] It's okay.

Change of plan.

Huh?

But this is my day.

Of course, of course.

We have something for you.

Oh!

Oh, Oh, oh, Zvonomir!

[ominous music] Oh, oh, oh, private, private.

[laughs] Davor!

I told you!

-Today is your day.

-Uh-huh.

We have a little surprise for you.

Where is she, huh?

Where is she, huh?

Where's Christian?

[over phone] Emergency, which service do you require?

The police.

[Zvonomir] Come.

Come, come.

Come.

[Stefan] Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

What the fuck?

Hey.

What the fuck?

Fuck?

[curses in Croatian] [ominous music] Davor?

Davor.

What's happening?

There's our informer, Christian.

No way.

-It can't be.

-Christian, no.

Zvonomir saw him talking to a cop.

What?

Where?

He pointed the finger at you.

You should finish him.

No... All it takes is character.

Christian, no.

-Jovan.

-[gun clicks] -But it's Stefan.

-Jovan!

Jovan.

-[Pavle] He's a rat, Jovan.

-[Stefan] No, no, Davor.

Please no.

Davor, please.

What cop?

The basketball arena.

You took his dirty money.

Your scam.

[Billy] Hey, you still taking bets?

Do I know you from somewhere?

[camera shutter clicks] That... that guy is a cop?

Davor, please, you have to believe me.

It's Christian, you can't trust him.

-Not that again.

-[Stefan] No!

No!

He's lied... about his family, about Bianca, everything's a lie!

Please, Davor, listen to me.

I know now where-- where I've seen that cop before.

Please, please, I can prove it.

-Just give me... -[gunshot] [breathes shakily] Let him go.

[ominous music]