Mr Mulray, there is no gunshot.
What have you done?
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He's in the middle of it somehow. We
might be able to help each other.
- Is this a threat? - No, I just wanna talk.
She sounded scared.
She was a selfish bitch.
She left me that message. I'm trying to understand why.
Hey!
Hey.
I never thought I'd see the day. Professor Jonah Mulray on Skype?
Welcome to the 21st century.
Come on, I'm not that bad.
So, hang on, let me get this straight.
You're in Hong Kong,
but there's also a small version of you in this flickering box.
I... should have been born Amish or something like that.
So, this is where you live, is it?
Sorry, just to change the subject.
Yeah, yeah. Wanna look? It's very glamorous?
- Very nice. - Thank you.
So did you, erm... did you like my note?
Yeah, well, more of a... poem than a note.
Well...
..what can I say? I, er... I felt inspired.
Yeah, makes flowers seem kind of lazy.
Well, that's because I know how to be...
..you know, romantic in this relationship.
- Nice poster, by the way. - Yeah.
Why, of all the things, have you got that hanging over your bed?
Because.
- Because it was a good show. - It was.
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Shit.
How did you find this place?
Lau. She told me.
How often do you think she came here?
How the hell should I know?
I didn't even know about this place.
She used to call me from here. She
told me it was where she lived.
The police... gave me back my phone...
..with the voice mail.
But the end was cut off. The sound
of the gunshot. They'd edited it.
I spoke to the pathologist.
He found a bullet wound when he examined Megan.
She was shot in the heart.
He was paid to keep quiet.
Why would they lie?
There's a password.
American passports.
What was she running from?
You think I'd be here if I knew?
I'm just trying to make sense of it all.
There's a passport for Lau, for Megan... and not for you.
Don't you think that's strange?
All this is strange.
So things were fine between the two of you, were they?
There's something you're not telling me.
She wanted to leave you. Why? What did you do?
She was running from you, wasn't she?
Do not accuse me again. OK?
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Here, let me try.
Leave it!
7 7 0 5 1 9 6 1.
- What's that? - My birthday.
Maybe mine?
May I?
..0 4 7 7 2
How many more secrets?
Try the name on the passport. Walker.
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What?
- Any luck? - Photos. From her phone.
They must have uploaded straight to the Cloud.
When were these taken?
- Image was last modified on the 13th. -25pm.
Half an hour before the crash, she's taken them from her car.
That's the rubbish truck.
Is that the name of the refuse centre?
We need to find that truck.
I'm gonna sleep here from now on.
Why? You think you will sleep better here?
Why do you care so much if I sleep here or not?
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And?
Your mother was hiding two passports.
One in the name of Megan Walker.
The other one is for you.
As Lau Walker.
Why?
She never said anything? Anything about going away or...?
I don't understand, Dad. What was she doing?
I don't know.
That message, the one Mum left Jonah...
..she sounded so scared.
She knew what was gonna happen.
She knew she was gonna die.
And she called him.
Doesn't that...? Doesn't that piss you off?
All these years we thought we knew
her but we didn't know anything.
Before she died, she wanted him not us. Why?
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Sally Porter, right?
I looked you up on the Foreign Office website. Michael Cohen.
I didn't think you were gonna come.
What do you want?
I can't imagine how hard this must be for you.
But like I said on the phone,
I'm not interested in writing shit about Ben. I liked him.
I just want to understand what's going on.
So you said.
That's Ben with a woman named Megan Harris.
She died in a car crash a few days ago.
And then your fiance. Does it seem like a coincidence to you?
What does it mean?
I dunno. But I'd lay odds that Ben didn't kill himself.
Is it so hard to make something LOOK like a suicide?
And so soon after Megan's car crash. I'm just not buying it.
Did Ben ever talk to you about this Megan woman?
First I heard of her was a few days ago. I...
..took her husband to ID her body.
A few days later, it went missing from the morgue.
Jesus.
You said you knew what Ben was doing. What did you mean by that?
Ben sold information to me from time
to time when no-one else would buy.
The kind of information you'd find in a Foreign Office briefing.
- I had no idea. - I believe you.
I meant it, Miss Porter. I'm not here to cause trouble.
But I've got two dead people here within days of each other.
I think we're done.
If Ben WAS killed, don't you wanna know about it?
Ring this number if you find anything.
Thanks.
Stop it! Stop it!
Listen. I will not hurt you.
If I wanted to hurt you, I would.
But I don't.
I was sent to follow you, to find out what you know.
But I need your help. Please.
- Who sent you? - It does not matter.
I don't understand.
I found you on the Consulate website. You can help me.
You can get me to England.
You have to explain what's going on.
I can tell you things. I know about Ben Torres.
You can help me get papers, a visa for UK.
Well Spring Mansions, room 331, tomorrow midday.
You help me and I tell you.
- Wait! - Tomorrow. Midday.
- Fuck.
Hi. I'd like to check out, please. Jonah Mulray, room 108.
Mr Mulray.
There's a message here.
Good morning, Mr Mulray.
Mister Bach. What am I doing here?
I heard about your wife. Her passing.
About what happened to her body.
You won't be getting any sense out of the police.
I've been here 20 years. This place
is as bent as the day I arrived.
There's no way someone walked into that morgue
without the police knowing and getting paid for their silence.
- So what do we do about it? - Go over their heads.
Go to the man who can do something about it.
Trust me, it's the only way this bloody city works.
I was wondering, would you go public with this?
Me?
About Megan? Er... and say what?
Just tell people what's happened.
Give a human face to the indignity of it all.
It might force the police into action.
And it might get you some answers.
Of course. I... I'll try anything if you think it'll help.
It may take a day or two to put it together, if that's OK.
Sure. Thank you. I... I appreciate it.
..dropped out of the election race, bowing to pressure
made by the dossier published just days ago...
_
..has yet to make a public statement,
but in a campaign plagued with uncertainty,
it seems voter outcry...
You don't need to listen to this.
_
It's not that.
Then what?
I'm too old for this.
This is what we've wanted for so long. What you've worked for.
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Did you find anything?
- About the refuse truck? - You can't just turn up here...
And you can't just get rid of me.
I found out which depot the truck come from.
Let's go.
- No. - Yes.
Look, that one's smashed.
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English. We need to talk about this truck.
You see the manager. Out! Out!
Basically, this is the truck we've been looking for.
It's just that the number plate's fallen off. It was LO...?
- 1045. - Yeah.
That truck had an incident on site. It is not what you look for.
Are you kidding me, are you kidding me?
The whole front of it is smashed in!
This is not a minor incident!
- Jonah, Jonah... - No, no, listen to me.
Whooh! I did not come all this way just...
I did not come all this...
- Sir? - Fuck. I think I'm gonna throw up.
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- Are you all right, Jonah? - No, no, no...
I need to use your bathroom.
Your bathroom! I need to use your bathroom!
Ohhhh!
_
David, we need to go. I, er... The fumes make me feel sick. Come.
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- What is it? - Hard drive.
Found it plugged in to one of the computers
that's connected to the CCTV cameras.
You can drop me at the flat.
We'll watch it at my place. It's closer.
You're welcome, by the way.
Yeah. James fucking Bond.
Unbelievable. Unbelievable.
So, what do you like about Melody, then?
Are you kind to her? Cos you know you can be very kind.
Daddy!
- Aaaaaah, my little bunny. - How are you?
- Good. - Good?
- Are you excited about tonight? - Yeah!
- What are we gonna do that's exciting? - I don't know.
Doesn't sound very exciting, does it?
Hey, Mae.
- I'm gonna miss you. - God, she's only gone a few hours.
Shut up.
No more, er... fast food, OK?
I think a burger every now and again is not gonna kill her.
At least when she's with me, I actually spend some time with her.
I'm in the middle of an election campaign.
Of course.
You could always give ME custody.
I could take the weight while you run around after your boss.
I don't need you to take the weight. Mae needs both her parents.
It's up to us to figure out what works best for her.
Anything on Megan Harris for me?
You are unbelievable.
That picture I showed you of Megan and Ben Torres.
Did you ask around at least? You're
friends. You must have some idea.
Only you could go from custody of our daughter
to information on a story.
Daddy! Daddy! I'm hungry!
What? That's good. Cos you know what Mum just said?
She wants us to have burgerrrrrrs!
- How many burgers are we gonna have? - 20.
20 burgers! You hear that, Mum? 20 burgers!
So, what do you think?
It's amazing.
It's... cool.
- Cool? - But... what am I gonna do with it?
Barely allowed to leave the house, let alone join another rally.
Maybe it's time to take this flag and go be daring.
I need your help. It's the size of a parachute.
Then parachute. Dare you.
I'll do it if you do it with me.
Come on. This is how we protest without getting caught.
Please?
Yeah. That's it.
- OK. - Yeah?
If it's fake, like an advertising board...
..it's advertised.
- Yeah! - Another drink?
- Er, yes. - Then we break some laws.
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So...
..where were we?
Er... waiting for you.
Are you OK?
Yeah.
How many hours of this stuff is there?
- There's one odd thing, though. - What is it?
That's the truck, that's the number plate,
early the same morning of the accident.
Who's that?
Is that the guy that killed her, do you think?
Well, we can't go to the police with this.
Maybe... the Consulate?
They can't do anything.
What about your friend?
Wait here.
- _ - _
_
We need your help.
We need you to help find this man.
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He was driving the truck that ran Megan off the road.
Excuse me?
His name is Kai Huang. Low-level in the Yee Wo Xing.
W... what is that?
Yee Wo Xing?
Bad news.
Can you help us find him?
I can try. I'm not sure he's someone you want to find, though.
Thank you.
Is that it? We're done?
Jesus...!
Hey.
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- What did he say? - Nothing!
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Take her for me.
Thank you.
- You got my messages, then? - Yeah, I got caught up in work.
Thanks, Ruby.
She hates me now, too. Nice work.
If we're gonna make this work, we have to stick to the rules.
This Megan Harris stuff...
I don't want to talk about her. I hadn't seen her for years.
But you know her friends. You can reach out to them...
Yes, I could make contact with them. I'm not going to.
- The election's round the corner... - Is there an election?
My God. Is that with Xo?
It's amazing how you're still jealous of him.
Jealous? No. No. I'm just used to it.
He always came first before me, Mae...
There is no you. We're divorced. Don't be such a child.
I owe that man...
"I owe him everything." I know. You've
told me a million times before.
Give her a kiss goodnight for me.
Michael.
The photograph you gave me. Ben Torres.
I DID ask around.
Hong Kong Police say he was working with Triads.
So be careful, please.
See. You do still love me.
Yeah! Go home.
- If you hear anything else, let me know. - Just be careful.
My God.
- Do you have any coins? - Come on.
Ohhhh.
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Whoa.
You got this for me?
I've got connections.
Come on, let's do this.
- Ready? - Yeah.
Whaaaa!
Fuck you, guys!
You're fucking crazy.
- Yeah, I can find my way back from here. - OK.
So when you hear from Felix...
- Yeah, I will call. - OK.
Well, make sure you... keep me informed, OK?
If he finds Kai Huang, you will know.
Hey...
..it's been a long day.
- So? - So...
..shall we get a drink?
Are you smiling?
No.
You!
No...
You need to get dressed before my dad gets back.
What, cos he doesn't like you sleeping with anyone under his roof
or... cos he doesn't like you sleeping with girls?
He'd be surprised, put it that way.
OK, we're gonna make some tea. You want something to eat?
No, I'm cool. Tea's fine.
Unless you have beer?
_
Listen, there's something weird I need to tell you.
Earlier today at the bar this...
Don't answer it. Please.
Stay in there.
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Lau Chen?
My name's Robin Liu. I'm a solicitor.
I'm sorry to disturb you at such a late hour
but I've been trying to get in touch with you.
I have something for you. It's from your mother.
You know, there's this thing that people do in polite society.
I heard about it recently.
When they're at a social occasion,
they... open their mouths
and... speak words... out of them.
It's called talking.
Never heard of it.
I've never been a talker.
Megan said... it drove her crazy.
She used to say I talked too much.
Bored her shitless, probably.
Maybe we each gave her something the other couldn't.
I don't think life is that simple. I wish it was.
Were you happy, the two of you?
Honestly?
The only thing that was wrong was
that she was away for half the year.
I wish I didn't know about you. I wish... I could just pretend.
The perfect marriage is between a blind wife and a deaf husband.
Isn't that the... the saying?
You know what?
You DO talk too much.
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Who the hell's that?
Off-duty cops.
Well, that explains everything!
What are they saying?
I should go.
OK.
I will call you when I hear from Felix. Good evening.
Hey... what does this mean?
In Cantonese, it means "traitor".
- Hello? - Sally, it's Jonah.
Everything Megan did makes sense to me now.
Details in her life which, at the time, didn't mean anything.
Why, of all the things, have you got that hanging over your bed?
She put that poster up behind her on the Skype calls
because she wanted to remind me of that night.
She left me the message on that phone
because she was trying to tell me something.
Again, me, not David.
What are you saying?
She had two fake passports, one for her and one for Lau.
But not for him.
I thought we were the same, me and David.
But now I know we're not.
What do you know?
He's been lying to me. I think she was scared of him.
What did he do?
I think he was involved in Megan's murder.
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