I've got myself into something.
The way things are, I'm not sure I'm gonna see you again.
I wish things had been different.
That we could've had more time.
That you came here, that you could've seen how...
How beautiful it is, and...
Seen the sunset over Por Toyo bay.
Oh, God.
Look, I have to go, I'm so sorry.
Look, I... I love you.
Go back. Turn around.
- Oh, come on. - Go back.
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All right, settle down. Thank you, everybody.
Now, as a special treat today,
we will be delving into my own crime against humanity.
And, yes, I do get paid for every copy sold,
so I'm hoping that you all purchased it at full price.
Do nations exist?
Well, if they don't,
then somebody should probably notify the UN.
Oh, they're awake! Welcome back, everybody.
Nations are imagined.
They only exist in our minds.
Nations are imagined.
Well, at least somebody has been reading the correct literature.
Well done.
I mean, surely a group of people claiming to be a cohesive whole...
is, at best, a lie agreed upon.
Mr Mulray, there's someone to see you.
Tell them they'll have to wait.
It's important.
Mr Mulray?
Er, yes.
Yeah, your wife's Megan Harris?
- That's right. - Harris, that's her maiden name?
Yes. What's this about?
Would you like to sit down?
No, thank you, I'm fine.
Er, why don't you tell me why you're here?
We've been talking to the consulate in Hong Kong...
They've been trying to reach you on your mobile.
Your wife, it seems...
She's been in an accident.
Accident? What kind of accident?
She passed away this morning.
I'm sorry.
Sorry, you'll have to excuse me, I just need to, erm...
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Mum thinks I should go with you.
There's gonna be a lot to organise out there.
You do know what you've got to do, don't you?
Jonah?
- Jonah? - Yeah? Sorry.
When you get there, you need to go to the consulate.
Sally Porter.
I've written the address down with your travel documents.
I thought I was going straight to identify her?
She'll take you.
You need someone there, Jonah.
- I'm coming with you. - No, no, no.
You've got the kids.
- I'll be fine. - What's that?
Valium.
For the flight. I just don't trust planes.
Try not to worry.
The safest way to travel...
What am I gonna do without her?
Er, I need to go to the consulate.
Er, excuse me?
Excuse me?!
Hey!
What's going on?
The students are protesting against a big businessman here.
He's running for chief executive.
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I've got a Jonah mulray waiting for you in reception.
Are you sure you want to go?
Er, yeah, it's fine.
Excuse me.
Yes, well, I do try to, like you.
Mr Mulray?
Sally Porter, second secretary. So sorry I'm late.
There should be a car waiting for us outside.
I'm sorry you have to do this so soon after landing.
I'm very sorry to put you out like this.
It's my job, Mr Mulray.
Hong Kong can be confusing.
I've never been before.
She spent half her life out here.
More, probably.
Every few weeks, she'd be gone.
I always promised...
I would come out and visit her, but...
Never did.
I'm very sorry.
Hi, we're here for the formal identification of Megan Harris.
Do you want me to come in with you?
No, it's fine.
Her car was discovered at Tai Po.
It's a mountain road.
It's also an accident blackspot.
It seems a vehicle came out of the junction too fast.
She was blindsided by the collision.
We'll be able to find out the details with the pathologists.
It seems likely she was killed...
On impact.
It was instantaneous.
- Mr Mulray? - That's Megan.
- Who's that? - Please, come in this way.
Who was that?
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Why was that man looking at pictures of my wife?
- Please, mr mulray... - Is he the driver?
- Please...
- Answer my question! - Please, Mr Mulray.
Calm down.
Your wife's possessions...
Everything from the car is inside.
There's a purse, her keys, some make-up,
two mobile phones.
I suggest you go back to the hotel and get some rest.
My contact details are on there.
I'll call you when the pathologist releases your wife's body.
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Why are you following me?
I saw you in the police station.
They wouldn't tell me who you are.
You're Jonah.
How do you know my name?
Who are you?
My name is David Chen.
I'm Megan's husband.
Hey...
Hey!
This is fucking...
You're a... you're a liar.
See for yourself.
Am I lying?
I don't... I don't understand. This is...
Why did they give this to me?
Because I didn't want them.
We were married!
You were married?
How long you were married?
Three years.
Then, she wasn't your wife.
20 years this April.
Smoke?
So I was...
When I first met her, she had been married to you for...
15 years?
Why? Why would she...?
I don't know.
Hey, wait, wait, wait, wait...
How long have you known? How long?
Megan's dead.
Why do you want us to talk about this?
I'm just trying to understand. You know, you've just told me my wife
has been married to you for 20 years. I'm trying...
Trying to understand.
After her company started sending her to England every few weeks,
she changed.
A few months ago, she came back from London,
fell asleep on the sofa,
and when I unpacked her suitcase, I found a book...
Jane eyre.
It was signed, "Always, Jonah."
I put the book back.
She never knew I saw it.
I feel... I just feel...
Why aren't you angry?
What's the point?
She's gone.
I'm sorry, I have to go.
You have a phone?
Yeah, but the battery's dead. It's...
Here's my details, just in case.
In case we need to talk about...
Arrangements.
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- Is this a first edition? - It is indeed.
- You got me a first edition? - I did. I couldn't resist it.
- I saw it and I thought of you. - Oh, my God. It's so beautiful.
Look at it.
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Thank you.
It's my pleasure.
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You...
I know you.
I've seen you before.
At the protest today.
Right...
I would not have picked you as a graffer.
Becky.
Take it from a pro...
Wear gloves.
If you're such a pro, what you doing in here?
Ooh, ouch!
The cops grabbed a bunch of us after you threw the paint bomb.
Where'd you learn to speak like that, a fancy school?
My mum's British.
I take it you've been in here before?
You guessed right.
Hey, hey, have you heard of the lay club?
Yeah.
- Never been there. - _
Good luck...
Hey, the lay club, that's an invitation.
If I ever get out of here, that's where I'll be.
I'll see you there!
What were you thinking?
I had to pull a lot of favours to get you out.
This is the last time I do that.
Why aren't you angry?
Because of people like Xo, you've been renting for years.
You have to do it now, after your mother just died?
Or maybe you just don't care.
Sorry.
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Can I have a beer, please?
Hey, enough, enough!
Enough.
Oh, come on.
Hey, sorry,
look, you don't have a charger for one of these, do you?
I left mine... I, er...
No.
Mr Mulray?
You didn't say on the phone that you'd been attacked.
You need a doctor?
- No, no, I'm fine. It's fine. - What happened?
Er, when I got back, the guy was in my room,
he was going through my stuff.
A robbery?
Well, he took my laptop and my passport.
Mr Mulray, this is not my department.
Sadly, robberies that target tourism are not uncommon.
- We can go... - Apparently, he asked for me by name.
He must have known I was staying here.
He knew who I was. How?
If he knew my name, it can't be random, can it?
So, you think somebody targeted you?
Why?
I don't know, I don't know.
But that's what it looks like, no?
Give me a description and I can pass it on to my colleagues.
I thought you wouldn't show up tonight.
I said I would, didn't I?
There you go.
Any problems?
No.
This is for tonight.
Thank you.
Look at you, so pleased with so little.
Soon, I'll have enough to get me to the UK.
Some of the men I work with...
We are paying a man who can help us.
Why go all the way to the UK?
You can make a better future here.
I don't understand.
I need your help, Reza.
'The tension escalates between voters and candidates
'for Hong Kong's chief executive.
'Frustration and outcries have been heard
'in response to recent announcements
'that indicate a flippant stance toward the needs of the population.
'This adds further fuel to a fire
'where politicians seem to stand passive to the needs of the people.
'Sources commented that the situation will likely worsen...'
Mr Mulray.
What happened?
Oh, I, er...
Someone broke into my hotel room and stole my passport.
I'm just here trying to sort out a new one.
Oh, Mr Mulray, I'm so sorry.
- Jonah, please, call me Jonah. - Sorry, Jonah.
Did they get away?
Yeah.
Did you see what they look like?
Not really, it happened so fast.
He was Indian, maybe Pakistani.
Honestly, this whole trip is turning into a nightmare.
You know, I always used to ask myself,
why does my wife like it there so much?
Here, I mean...
Hong Kong.
But now, of course...
It all makes sense.
I heard.
Course you did.
It seems everyone knew, apart from me.
Lau, turn that crap down, please!
Are you ok?
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That's not funny.
I'm going to work.
Today? Seriously?
Mum's just died.
I'm aware of that, Lau.
Emergency travel documents.
Thank you.
- And this is all I'll need to get home? - Yeah.
Would you like me to see if I can pull your flight forward?
No, it's fine, it's only one more day.
Listen,
I don't suppose you know where I could get a charger
for one of these, do you?
Oh, you'll get one in the market.
Plenty of them.
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Lau Chen...
This is, er, Michael, Michael Cohen. I'm a journalist.
I know who you are.
Right, then you know I'm just doing my job.
You just doing your job cost my dad his.
How did you get my number?
Listen, I wanna ask you about your mum.
Maybe it's best we meet in person. I can...
Tell you everything I know.
Piss off.
Hey.
I made you a cup of tea.
Thank you.
Can I get in?
Yeah.
When did you get out?
Oh, hours ago. I couldn't sleep.
Are you still jet-lagged?
That's better.
Don't go tomorrow.
Stay here with me.
Sally, hi, it's Jonah.
Listen, can we meet up later?
There's something I wanna talk through.
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Out.
If you want to talk about your mother...
There's nothing to say.
I got a call from Michael Cohen, asking about her.
Michael Cohen?
Did he say why?
I assumed you'd know.
With your history and all.
I'll be back later.
- Two of those, please. - Yes, of course.
Originally distilled by Scottish monks, apparently.
So... how can I help?
I know it's not your department...
You're the only person I know here...
Not that we know each other.
If there's something I can help you with, just ask.
I need to extend my stay.
It's Megan.
Every memory I have of her...
Is a lie.
You don't know that.
I thought I'd be taking her home.
Of course.
But I haven't got a clue, really.
I mean...
I suppose her funeral will be here.
Well, I can try to find out.
It's just...
I'm not ready to leave.
Of course.
Your drinks.
Thanks.
- Thank you. - Enjoy.
To Scottish monks.
- You, fatso! - How'd you get in here?
What are you doing, calling lau about my wife?
Her name came up, that's all.
Her name came up? What does that mean?
I can't tell you what I'm writing, not until I finish.
Bullshit, you owe me that.
I don't owe you anything.
My wife has gone.
Yeah, I know.
Car crash, right?
Or maybe you pissed off some of your old friends.
Whatever you're writing about, I suggest you stop.
That's enough, now.
Get out of here, or I'll call the police.
Excuse me. Excuse me.
I need a charger that fits this.
A charger.
Oh, fuck's sake.
Wait, wait...
- We've got pink. You mind? - No, it's fine.
Thank you, thank you.
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You have one new voice-mail.
Hi, it's me.
I don't have much time.
I don't know where to start.
Look, I'm sorry, I'm just...
I'm sorry for what you're gonna find out.
There's no easy way to break the truth.
Please believe me, Jonah, the last thing I wanted to do
was to hurt you.
Meet her, and you'll understand.
I've got myself into something.
The way things are, I'm not sure I'll see you again.
I wish things had been different.
That we could've had more time.
That you came here, that you could've seen how...
How beautiful it is, and...
seen the sunset over Por Toyo bay.
Oh, God.
Look, I have to go, I'm so sorry.
Look, I...
I love you.
Oh, come on!
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