Your wife's been in an accident.
- Who are you? - Megan's husband.
Hey, The Lay Club. That's an invitation.
You're the only person I know here.
If there's something I can help you with, just ask.
This is Michael Cohen. 'I wanna ask you about your mum'.
Whatever you're writing about, I suggest you stop.
'I'm sorry for what you're gonna find out'.
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Hi, can you just give... can you give me a minute?
Thank you.
Oh, come here.
- I love you. - I love you, too.
- Safe journey. - Thank you.
- You got everything? - Yep.
- You sure? - Yeah, I left something for you.
Where?
You're just gonna have to find out.
Oh, great. I'm gonna spend the next
- two weeks doing that, am I? - Yeah.
Great, thanks.
So, you're flying with me next time?
Oh, definitely next time.
- Yeah. You know that. - Yeah, yeah, course I do. Yeah.
You're such a pussy.
Thank you, love you, too.
Bye.
'Mr Mulray.'
'How beautiful it is and...
'seeing the sunset over Por Toyo Bay.
'Oh, God.
'I have to go, I'm so sorry.
'Look, I...
'I love you.'
'Oh, come on!
'End of message.
'To delete, press one.
'To repeat, press two.'
She was alive after the crash.
And then there was a gunshot.
Your wife had no gunshot wounds.
You can hear it!
She was scared.
I'm telling you, I know my wife.
Did you know about David Chen?
Is that how well you knew your wife?
Look...
She sounds terrified.
Of something, somebody.
She was...
..She was saying goodbye.
Let us have it analysed
by a forensic technician.
Then we can be sure.
Thank you.
Hey, Thomas.
Am I here for a promotion?
No.
I read what you sent over.
And?
It seems like you're pointing a lot of fingers,
but I'm at a loss as to what it adds up to?
Corruption?
Bad guys getting money?
Same as last time.
Last time was different.
The story was the front page.
But this,
what's this about?
This guy here, he's in the middle of it somehow.
Who's the woman?
Her name's Megan Harris. She died in a car crash this week.
Married to David Chen.
His story sold a lot of papers.
Trust me, Thomas, I'm onto something.
Michael, Michael.
We've moved on from David Chen, we need something new.
That was a bloody pointless meeting, wasn't it?
"Go and get more".
- Inspirational stuff. - Thanks, Cap.
Just get out, Michael.
Come back when you've got the full story.
Shit.
Babe, we're out of coffee!
So...
I'm gonna to have the last one for myself.
Who says chivalry is dead?
What's this?
They're beautiful.
Thank you, but...
But...you hate them?
God, no, no, of course not.
It's just...
They look expensive.
A bunch of big timers have come in recently,
and when it comes to kissing ass...
Since when do people tip the hotel manager?
Since I focused our marketing budget
on targeting people with more money than sense.
You'll see tonight, it's working well for us.
Well, I love them.
Arthur.
Arthur, hi.
Hi.
Morning.
- Thanks for meeting me here. - It's OK.
I didn't want to talk about this at the office.
It's about Xo?
No, one of the other candidates.
_
Shibao.
It was prostitutes, drugs,
it's nothing you don't already know, but...
The way it's written.
Shit.
It's straight from a consular dossier.
Almost word for word.
Some of the language, it's stuff only we use.
Anyone with half a brain will know this comes from us.
And that we've been digging up crap on them.
Christ.
I might be seeing him at an event, later.
This journalist, Michael Cohen.
He's clearly been speaking with someone in the consulate.
We need to find out who.
I'm going to get Martin onto it.
What happened to your face?
My hotel room was...
It doesn't matter.
I got a message...
from Megan.
My phone was out of battery,
and when I recharged it she'd left a voicemail.
Right before she died.
Did she call you, too?
Let's walk.
One minute.
I'm going out.
Thanks.
If she was shot, there'd be a bullet wound.
I heard it.
I listened.
I listened to her die.
You know, I didn't have to come here and tell you this.
I thought it was something that you would WANT to know?
I wasn't just an affair to her, you know.
She married me.
I asked her and she said yes.
I'm guessing things weren't exactly rosy between the two of you?
Go home, Jonah.
There's nothing for you here.
She didn't leave a message for you, did she?
Excuse me.
- Mr Shibao? - Yes.
I didn't know you knew my fiance.
You mean Ben?
That was a private conversation, and, frankly...
none of your business.
What are you talking about?
You think he manages to afford that flat
with his income alone?
Expensive gifts, too.
You should ask him where his money comes from.
Hey, you're still up?
Yeah.
I'm sorry, I didn't know you were waiting. I...
..you know, I had to stick around, make sure everyone was happy.
Seemed to go OK, though.
How do you know Shibao?
Shibao?
I saw you talking to him.
The politician guy?
The politician guy.
He's running for Chief Executive of Hong Kong.
He said that he knows you.
You talked with him?
He said that you're a liar.
He said you tried to blackmail him.
That story in today's paper, he said that was you.
That information came from a confidential
Foreign Office dossier.
Everything in that article, he did.
There's nothing in there
- that isn't true. - That's not the point.
You stole from the consulate.
From me.
And sold it to a journalist.
To expose a bad guy, for a lot of money.
Money we can use.
I mean, is that so bad?
You stole confidential information from me to blackmail someone.
And you say, "Is that so bad?"
What the hell is wrong with you?
Where are you going?
Hotel, anywhere. I'm not staying here tonight.
Oh, come on.
Sal!
Can we just talk about this?
'Ben?'
Hey, where did you go last night?
I stayed with a friend.
I waited, all night. I just wanna talk.
And I don't.
'I messed up. I know I did.'
'You're a fucking idiot!
'You used me.
'How can I trust anything you say?'
Look, I have to go, they're going to question me.
'They're questioning everyone about the information YOU stole.'
What're you going to say?
They're going to find out, Ben.
They look hard enough, they're going to find out.
'There's no way they'll believe that I wasn't involved.'
I think maybe I just have to tell the truth.
'Please be careful. This is bigger than just me.'
'What're you talking about?
'This is your mess.'
If I'm not honest, if they find out on their own, and...
So that's that, then.
'Will I see you tonight?'
'No.'
Sally, hi.
Thank you for making the time.
That's OK.
We're talking to everyone today.
Let's try and make this quick.
Sorry for the formality,
but we do have to do this properly.
That's fine.
OK.
Have you, at any time, given a third party access
to classified information relating to your work here at the consulate?
No.
Have you, at any time, revealed classified information
to a family member, loved one or individual
outside of the consulate?
- No. - Have you, whether recently
or in the past, withheld any information...
- Jonah. - 'Hey.'
How's it going?
Are you all right?
Where to start?
Any news from the police?
'No, nothing.'
I feel like I'm stuck here just waiting.
I didn't know what to do with myself today.
'I walked through the Ancient city.'
Saw all the places...
Megan wanted me to visit.
'I went out to see the Tian Tan Buddha.
'And then I went to the place that she said I'd love,
'I had a bowl of the soup that she wanted me to try.'
All of the things that I should have done with her.
'Jonah, don't do this to yourself.'
You shouldn't be out there on your own.
Someone killed her.
I heard it.
'Emma, I heard it.
'On that voicemail.'
'You need to give yourself time.
'Come home.
'Grieve.
'It's not your job to find out what happened to her.'
I'm not leaving until I know the truth.
'About how she died, or the truth about her other husband?'
That's why you haven't left...
'Isn't it?'
I think there's another call? It could be the police.
'Go. Take it.
- 'Go.' - Sorry.
Hello?
'Mr Mulray, there's someone here to see you.'
- Hello. - How can I help?
My name is Jonah Mulray, you just called up to my room
and said there's someone here to see me.
How did you know my mum?
Excuse me?
Megan Harris, my mother.
Were you sleeping with her?
- What? - It's a simple question.
You're...
..You're Megan's daughter?
And who the hell are you?
She's...
..She was my wife.
Sorry, I-I...
I can't...
_
"This week's protests outside
the offices of Xo HK International
"have added..."
Hello.
Yes, this is Sally Porter.
What?
That's not possible.
"Picodus claimed the issue is one witnessed
"over and over again in Hong Kong." PHONE RINGS
"Seeing land that was at one point ear-marked
"for affordable housing..."
"..is now being used for a luxury, gated community..."
- Hello. - 'Jonah, it's Sally.
'I don't know how to say this.'
Say what?
'I just got a call from the police department.
'Sorry, I...
'Your wife's body...
'It's...
'She's gone.'
Excuse me. Excuse me, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I want to see Detective Tsui.
Now!
..could possibly happen!
In what kind of universe
could a police force lose a body from a mortuary?
Mr Mulray, we are deeply sorry for what has happened.
- We have launched a full investigation. - How?
How could you let this happen?
- There was an administrative error. - An error?
A fucking error!
We are doing everything we can.
Oh, really?
Your wife's voicemail.
We've had it examined.
Please sit, Mr Mulray.
Our technicians have studied the audio,
and in their opinion there is no gunshot.
What?
As we promised, we will do everything in our power
to find your wife's body.
No, no, no, no, we both heard it.
Mr Mulray...
You were upset, as you are now, tired after your long journey.
No, listen. Listen.
'Oh, come on.'
'End of message.
'To delete, press one.
'To repeat, press two.' Wait, what?
What's...
That's...
That's not...
What've you done?
What...
Where's...
This is not...
Where's the rest of it?
Grief, Mr Mulray.
It can play tricks on the mind.
I'm afraid you were mistaken.
'Please believe me, Jonah,
'the last thing I wanted to do was to hurt you.
'Meet her and you'll understand.'
Listen.
I'm...
I'm sorry about yesterday.
I w... Seeing you was...
Well, we've seen each other now, so that's where this can end.
Wait. Wait.
Just let me talk to you for a minute.
I have a message.
From your mother.
What message?
It was a voicemail.
She sounded scared.
I think she was talking about you.
Why didn't you mention this last night?
I had no idea that you even existed until last night.
She told me she couldn't...
Couldn't what?
She told me she couldn't have children.
Just...
tell me about the message.
Yeah, OK. Sorry.
I think she meant...
..that you were the reason...
- for all of this. - The reason she died?
No, no, no, no, that's not...
That's not what I meant.
She said: "Meet her and you'll understand."
Here.
This must mean something.
It's hard to listen to.
I need your help.
It seems like I can't trust the police.
Please.
Are you OK?
Why do you think that's about me?
Well, who else do you think
she could be talking about?
What do you think she means?
I don't know, OK?
And why is it any of your business?
Because she left me that message.
She wanted me to find you,
and I am trying to understand why.
Then go see the sunset over Por Toyo Bay.
What was that? Her favourite place?
The sun doesn't set over Por Toyo Bay.
It's a joke.
You send tourists there to photograph it,
but they can never find it.
There's a...
shitty cafe with a name.
Look...
Tell me where that restaurant is.
If you do, I promise I'll...
..never bother you again, if that's what you want?
You'll never find it by yourself.
Hi. Any messages?
No.
'Doors opening.'
Ben?
Hello?
Look, I'm sorry about what happened before.
On the phone.
Ben.
_
Hey!
Hey. Wait, wait.
Listen, listen.
I know you're angry right now,
but so am I.
I had no idea about you, about your dad.
You never thought to come with her.
To come visit.
Not once.
I'm...
..I'm scared of flying.
What the hell did she see in you?
No-one's here.
Shout if you see someone coming.
If you wanna stand looking shocked, can you do it inside?
Before we get done for breaking and entering.
So, this is Por Toyo Bay.
Told you it was a shit hole.
- Can't handle this. - Hey, hey.
- Where you going? - I can't even get my head
round the fact she's dead. I'll never see her again.
There must be a reason why she did all this.
Yeah, she was a selfish bitch.
_
Miss Porter.
Forensics will need the rest of the night.
You have somewhere to go?
A friend's place, maybe?
Forensics, why?
I mean...
You saw what he did.
It's what we do in every case of suspected suicide.
It was my fault.
He thought I was going to...
I'm very sorry, Miss Porter.
_
Surprised to hear from you. Don't get me wrong, I'm pleased.
'What changed your mind? Do you have something new for me?'
Who is this?
This is Michael Cohen.
Can I ask who I'm speaking to?
'His fiancee.'
Why do you keep calling this number?
'Where's Ben?
'Hello?'
He's dead.
Sorry, I...
- I had no idea. - Who are you?
You've called 12 times.
I'm a reporter from The Chronicle.
What happened to him?
Please stop calling.
W-w-w-wait, wait, wait, can we... can we meet?
It's important. I-I know what Ben was doing.
Is this a threat?
'No. I just want to understand what's going on.'
I think we might be able to help each other.
Off the record, I won't print
anything without your permission.
I just wanna talk.
'One chai coffee, 9am tomorrow.
'I-I'll be there if you...'
Hey!
Hey. You remembered.
You invited me, so...
Here you are.
Are you OK?
What happened at the police station?
Did you have to post bail?
Nah, they kept us overnight.
I kept saying I took a wrong turn and stumbled into the crowd,
you know, like...
Whilst holding a large banner.
How about you?
My dad got me out.
He's a...
Was a cop.
A cop's daughter.
Ah, parents.
You sure you're OK?
Not really.
You wanna talk about it?
No, I don't really know you.
OK.
We can get drunk first and then you can tell me.
We could do that?
My mum...
She passed away recently.
I'm sorry.
Miss Porter.
Your car has arrived.
Thanks.
A whole... secret life.
And this other husband, who's a fucking moron.
Parents are just like us, but older, you know.
Just as screwed up with...
..20 more years of secrets.
She was the most important person in my life.
And I have no idea who she was.
Don't be so hard on your mum.
She could be a good person and fucked up, too.
The most interesting people I know are.
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