We should borrow one of the jet skis. I know a brilliant beach.
And you did not see him again?
- The girl has gone. - Did Fabian Hartmann have anything
- to do with it? - No, she must have got scared.
The carpal bones in one of the wrists were broken
and the pathologist thinks that it is more
consistent with somebody stamping on the wrist.
- May I introduce my client Fabian Hartmann? - I'm very pleased to meet you.
Likewise.
If we find that one of those keys fits the jet ski we found in the city.
It would be strange, I agree.
How do they explain that?
Don't worry. I'll keep an eye on her, but...
I'm gonna speak softly before swinging any big sticks.
A vetting review. I'm not due one for...
That's bollocks.
Happy birthday to us.
- How has another decade slipped by? - No, shut up. We are not doing that.
50 is where it's at.
Come on, we've got money, opportunities...
The kids are finally buggering off and we agree no texting them.
I'm just checking to see if they are where they say they are.
- Got that family app. - Stalker!
A dating app?
- That's more like it. - Don't get excited.
Downloaded it ages ago but not been anywhere near it since.
It's relocating.
- Come on, this is exactly what you need. - No, what I need is an early night, so
I've got enough energy for the Gaudí park tomorrow.
Gaudí, Smaudy. Ooh....
Mateo!
- It's a match. - Gill!
Tall, dark, handsome.
- He's 25. - So?
So there's no way I'm letting a 25-year-old see me naked.
Yeah, that's what the dimmer switch is for.
- Hola, Mateo. - Gill!
He's replying. He thinks you look sexy and he'd lovely to meet tonight.
- You have had your fun now. - I'm serious.
How many middle-aged men would think twice about dating a woman half their age?
- It's a feminist act. - Oh, really?
It's just a bit desperate.
Look, he's gorgeous and he thinks you're sexy
which you are. You just need to be reminded of it.
Seriously.
And if you don't like it, you can go home to
prune your middle-aged bush in peace and quiet.
Get me a tequila shot.
That's my friends room.
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So, I was talking to my mate who works in
security clearance last night and you are fucked.
Vetting review.
More than 12 sexual partners and they mark you as a security risk.
- That's so? - Yeah.
That concern you little?
It's archaic.
Like being gay used to be a reason to fail you.
And frankly, the whole thing's plugged into a view of the
world, which went out when my mother started quoting RuPaul.
We've only just gotten rid of relics like Mulgarry. Can
well believe the security departments a few years behind?
But 12 in your whole life. And they ask you to name them in case you've cheated.
It's not true.
Checking that you are not blackmail-able.
Blackmail-able?
Technical term.
Luckily, you're with steady boyfriend, so you'll be fine.
Unless Thomas has forgotten to delete those pictures of you tied up.
Ha ha.
Oh, She never gives it back.
You love the mystery.
So it's less than 12?
Do you think it's okay to keep me waiting?
What's Hartmann saying?
He's jumpy. He wants to delay the wedding.
This is really bad timing.
The wedding is our only chance to grab the Irish target.
Tell her to your consul. Can't you rein her in?
Trust me that would have the opposite effect.
We need to keep perspective.
As far as the police are concerned, they're just investigate a murder.
Can't you get your people to pull rank?
Van Der Meer won't meet until the close investigation down.
It doesn't work like that and I can't risk blowing my cover.
So where does that leave us?
They can't find Amy Callaghan.
We get overfed on the story about the jet ski.
Did Fabian have anything to do with that?
Do you think he's had her dealt with?
Your first story was full of holes.
If you want this meeting to go ahead.
You and Fabian need to come up with a better one.
What do you suggest?
Sneaking off?
No, no.
I'm sorry, I have to go to work.
No, I was teasing.
It's fine.
I understand.
I have your number. I'll message you.
You don't have to pretend.
Look, we both know it was a one night thing.
Lovely though it was.
No but I want to please.
I enjoyed last night.
Very much.
Me too.
- You didn't. - I did it!
Let's go to breakfast. I want every
gory detail.
I need a shower.
I bet you do.
Let us find a greasy fry up.
My head is pounding.
I've got some painkillers in my bag.
- Where's your bag? - On the chair!
Can't see it.
You're as bad as the kid.
Now I remember leaving it on the chair last night.
It's got to be here somewhere.
It's gone.
Laura Simmonds.
Hello Laura. It's Mariona Cabell.
Mr. Hartmann was hoping you'd be able to meet
him here at El Faro. In an hour. He has some information
about Jay Sutherland. But he requested specifically that you don't involve the police.
I'm needed out of the office for a couple of hours, so you're in charge.
Why?
I'll explain later. Just call me if you need anything.
You hear that Carl?
I'm the 'Jefa'.
Good, I'm going to need your expertise on this one.
What are they here for?
Emergency passport. One of them lost her bag.
Might want to hold your breath. They are both sweating pure ethanol.
So...
Girls holiday is it?
- We're celebrating our birthdays. - Ah!
- Guess how old? - We're 50.
Do you mind if we just get on with this?
Of course.
Which one of you lost the bag?
Me.
I had my passport in it, purse.
Luckily my phone wasn't in it.
Have you cancelled all your cards?
Of course.
And where do you think you lost it?
I don't know.
We had quite a bit to drink last night.
Um, maybe the hotel bar.
Oh, OK. What's the name of the hotel?
Why do you need that?
Well, they could have CCTV. They can check to see if it might have been stolen.
It wasn't. I.. umm...
I left it in the toilets.
I remember now.
Have you checked with lost property?
Yeah, of course I have. I'm not a total fucking idiot.
Sorry.
- We're both a bit hungover - That's fine.
I do still need the name of the hotel for the emergency passport form, so...
We're staying at the Sarafina.
Could you hold on a moment?
You've got to mate that works at the Sarafina, haven't you?
Define mate.
Could you ask him to check something for me? Those women are staying there,
and one of them had her bag nicked, but for some reason she's covering it up.
Oh, it's awkward. Last time he got a bit... clingy.
Would you blame him? You are sex on legs.
- Mm-hmm, flattery won't work. - What about alcohol?
Fine.
You owe me two drinks and happy hour don't count.
- Hi. - Hi.
Thank you for coming at such a short notice.
Your lawyer said you know something about Jay Sutherland.
Yeah, I think we may have found someone with information.
I mean...
You know I'm the consul, I'm not a police officer.
Yes, of course, but you have clearly been
instrumental to the investigation up to this point.
But if it makes it feel uncomfortable...
Go on.
We've had a tip off. A girl who claims she knows something about Jay's death.
Who?
A girl called Lola.
She's nervous. She won't say anything unless she
has assurances that it won't come back to her.
I think she's been in trouble with the police in the past.
She won't talk to them and she won't talk to my people.
Look it might be a dead end, but I thought it was worth looking into.
Umm..
I have an address of the salon she works in.
Put your number on my phone, I text you the details.
So.. you want me to talk to her?
Yeah, you obviously care about Jay and his father.
I have a hunch she'd trust you.
I don't know the area.
Would you like me to come with you?
You're busy. Surely?
You know. I liked Jay.
I want the truth too.
Thanks for waiting.
- Where's your friend? - Oh, she's just gone to the bathroom.
Turns out we know someone who works at the Sarafina.
I gave him a quick ring, see if he could help.
The barman says you met someone
last night. A man.
So?
Look, there's no judgment from me.
But it does make things easier if you tell me the truth.
I'm wondering if maybe he had something to do with your bag going missing.
Why?
Because there's no way a young man would want to shag me unless he was going to rob me.
No, no.
We met on a dating app.
It was completely consensual.
We both had a great time.
I'm sure you did. But that doesn't mean he didn't also steal from you.
He didn't.
Yeah. Okay.
Why not get in touch with him?
Put your mind at rest.
I don't have his number.
What about his
profile on the dating app?
He deleted it.
I checked this morning.
Let's head down to the police station. We can go through all the details there.
Look, I'm only here for another couple of days. I don't
want to waste my holiday sitting in a police station.
It wouldn't take that long.
And chances are this isn't a random thing.
If you report it, you could stop him targeting more victims.
Please.
I just want an emergency passport. We can forget about the bag.
Come on.
Don't let a bit of hurt pride get in the way of doing the right...
Sorry!
Who the hell do you think you are?
You haven't got a first clue.
Have you?
Sadie.
Could you stay while she sorts out the forms? I'm gonna get a coffee.
Uhh..
I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to upset her.
It's not you. Honestly.
It's a cheating scumbag of an ex-husband.
A best friend, who bullied her into
shagging a bag thief.
And top it all off with a big dose of the menopause.
You were just in the firing line.
The other city, that's what they call this part of Barcelona.
The land was earmarked as a cemetery, but
planning never went ahead because it was too damp.
Okay for the living though.
My favourite restaurant is just down the street.
Best calamari in Barcelona.
How come you know so much about the area?
I grew up in this neighbourhood.
We moved to Berlin when I was 10.
I asked my colleague to meet me here.
Thanks for your help.
I need you to interpret, I'm not quite sure my Catalan is up to this one.
Reassure her that we're not police. Tell her that
we're just here supporting Jay's dad, and he's
desperate to know what happened to his son, and then
tell us he won't be in trouble for talking to us.
I know why you're here.
You're here about Jay, right?
We're not police
We work at the Consulate and we've been
supporting Jay Sutherland's dad since his death.
It's my boyfriend... Ex-boyfriend.
He's a bouncer.
He's crazy. Gets drunk. Says things.
What things?
It might be nothing. He makes things up sometimes.
I don't want this to come back to me.
Her ex is a bouncer. He sounds scary.
She reckons he came back one night and said something.
- What? - She's back tracking.
Saying he might be lying.
Okay, what the...
Tell her she's doing the right thing and if she
didn't think it was true she wouldn't be so scared.
Tell her that we can help her.
We'll help you.
If you knew he was lying, you wouldn't be so scared.
He said...
He said he'd kill me.
Like he killed that kid on the yacht.
He said... he said he killed Jay?
Would she come with us to the police?
Would you tell this to the police?
What if he comes after me?
She's scared he will come after her.
We can talk to Castells. Tell her we can get her protection.
We'll talk to the inspector in charge.
He'll make sure you're safe. We promise..
Lola....This is your chance to escape him for good.
I know you think you're powerless, but
you're not, you have a voice.
You can give Jay's dad answers.
You've got nothing to be embarrassed by.
Can we stop talking about it now? I just want to forget it ever happened.
Hair of the dog?
If that's the only option.
It's the guy from last night.
He's texted me.
Cheeky git!
What's he saying? Can I get your pin number?
What?
What is it?
Do you know this bouncer? Dante Campana?
No, I wasn't responsible for the security on the yacht.
I assume he works for an agency.
Well...
Thank you.
No, thank you for going out of your way like this.
She would not have talked to me.
He was checking you out?
He was pointing his eyes in my direction because we were having a conversation.
Hey, I'm not the vetting Gestapo.
Hi, Alba Ortiz speaking.
Gillian?
Okay all right, slow down, where are you?
Okay, give me half an hour, I'll come and meet you. Yeah.
That was one of the women I dealt with earlier. Something's happened.
I said I'd go to the hotel after I dropped you at the consulate.
Okay, can you handle it?
How do you make being the boss looks so easy?
Hi.
Thank you for coming.
I didn't know who else to call.
Oh no, no, that's okay.
What's happened?
That bloke sent Sadie a message.
He filmed us.
Having sex.
On his phone.
He's put it on a porn site.
He's um...
asking for 5,000 euros to take it down.
I have 24 hours to pay.
Sadie, I'm so sorry.
It's not your fault.
It's mine for being such a gullible fucking idiot.
You know
why the hell
did I think he would be interested in me?
You're not gullible.
You'll the victim of a horrendous crime.
I have to pay him.
Sadie.
You've done nothing wrong.
You shouldn't be punished.
We have to report him to the police.
You can see everything!
The scars, the cellulite, one tit two sizes bigger than the other.
I have to get it taken down.
That is exactly what he's banking on.
He's using shame.
as a weapon to stop you from reporting him but...
you're not the one who should be ashamed, he is.
I just want this to be over.
I know you do.
But.
If you pay him now.
There's no guarantee he's not going to ask for
more money and this nightmare could go on and on.
Please let me help you.
A video call in the middle of the day.
You must be missing me.
You're not coming to visit are you?
Look, the Sutherland case has become a murder inquiry and I'm just tied up
helping liaise with the police and then I have this stupid vetting review and...
I'm just up to my eyes.
Are you supposed to be getting so involved with the case?
You could just say you're disappointed. You don't have to try and undermine me.
I'm not trying to.
I am disappointed.
I actually do miss you.
It's been six weeks.
I know. You know I wouldn't cancel lightly.
At least you'll pass your interview with flying colours.
One clean as a whistle boyfriend.
You've never been near an overdraft limit.
Not on social media.
No drug party photos.
- There's nothing to fail. - I'm not that boring.
Joke.
I'm sorry, I have to go.
Bye.
I don't need to see any more.
Thank you.
For bringing it to us.
Our cyber team will try and contact the site.
But I have to warn you.
Policing the Internet is almost impossible.
Even if we do shut it down.
Other sides can pop up.
What about the other videos. Those women could be victims too.
No one else has reported him.
So we have no way of contacting them.
Plus, there's nothing to prove they've been filmed without their consent.
That's what you think?
I have a quit and let him do this and then backed out?
- She isn't saying that, Sadie. Are you? - No.
No.
There's a lot of stigma around these crimes and they're not always reported.
I'm grateful to you for coming forward.
- Can we trace him? - We'll do everything we can.
But he'll have used a VPN so his computer won't be traceable.
And you can guarantee he won't have a contract phone.
So what happens now?
We've got your statement.
Okay, and we'll be in touch if we need to ask more questions.
And of course, let us know immediately if he contacts you again.
And please...
Don't pay him the blackmail.
Can you believe this guy?
Hiding behind the internet while he uses it to torment women. It's so fucked up.
And the worst thing is he could get away with it.
No, you've done what you can. Most women wouldn't even report this kind of thing.
Exactly.
What if there are more victims that haven't come forward?
I could go through the database.
See if there's any other women who've reported
bag thefts. Get in touch and ask, you know..
What? "if they've had a shag the night before?"
I can do tactful.
Please Laura.
Okay.
What did Castells say about the bouncer?
They're picking you up tomorrow morning.
He will be arrested.
Police!
Police. Get up
What the fuck are you doing?
Get off me, get out! Get your hands off me!
Police bitch.
How was your flight?
I'm sorry
Laura. let's
not do small talk.
We've arrested the man.
And he's confessed to accidentally killing your son in a fight.
We have charged him
with manslaughter.
Manslaughter!
Well, a confession is good Colin. It means the trial won't drag on.
My son was murdered.
The life was beaten out of him.
He wasn't accidentally killed.
He claims the fight got out of hand.
It wasn't pre-meditated.
How is he?
This bouncer? Did he work with Jay at El Faro?
Dante Campana....
He was an agency worker, so
Jay didn't know him. No one did.
He....
covered up. I mean, he tried to cover his tracks. Doesn't that make him guilty?
He admits he panicked and threw the jet ski in the water with Jay's body.
I wanna see him.
The bouncer.
I want to hear it from him.
I'm afraid that's not possible.
And you believe he did all of this
on his own?
We haven't found any evidence to contradict it.
So that's it?
It's all over.
Look, I know it must feel like an anti-climax, but...
at least now you and your family have
the truth.
So I spoke to the ambassador this morning.
And he's delighted that justice has prevailed for Jay Sutherland's family.
And he wanted me to pass on his congratulations
to you all for a careful handling of what
of what's been a very sensitive case.
Well, special big up to super brain, Laura.
Agreed. It's been impressive to watch you work, but it's good that we can now...
re-focus our efforts back onto consular matters.
Any other business?
Inspectora García
thinks the suspect in the revenge porn case could be a serial offender.
So I've been contacting female tourists who've
reported lost possessions in the last six months.
See if I can find any more of his victims.
Shouldn't the police be doing that?
Well, it's under their radar. The whole
reason this man gets away with it is because
women feel too ashamed to report him.
We have to respect that that's also their choice.
And just because you don't feel any shame doesn't mean that other people don't.
If they want to forget about it, that's their right.
That's the whole point though.
He relies on women feeling that way to get away with it.
If I can help get rid of the stigma, he loses his power.
Have you had any success?
Not yet, but I've left some messages I'm hoping to hear back.
- Then I'd like you to stop there. - Oh, come on!
Look, Alba's hunch on this has been spot on so far.
I would rather she spent one more day following this
through than risk overlooking potential victims.
Fine. But can you stay across it?
These arrived for you.
Wish I had a grown up boyfriend?
I've cleared your diary for the vetting review, by the way.
Oh, thanks.
Did you get it?
Huhh?
The email I sent you.
I'm just been speaking to this woman who has the exact same story as Sadie.
She met a guy on a dating app and slept with him and then the next day - blackmail.
Except she paid up.
And went back to the UK trying to forget about it. Of course, she can't.
Nice theory, Sam. Anyway, the point is she had a
screenshot of his dating profile. She just sent it over.
He looks so
normal, don't he?
What's that? Isn't that the fishing experience company?
What?
Tourist thing they can...
pay to spend the day on a fishing boat.
Ummm..
Here...
- We got him. - You got him.
I call García.
YES!!
- I'll text you his work address. - Thank you Inspectora García.
I've got news.
Is Sadie here?
What?
We're meant to be picking up her passport. She's not answering
her phone and her room's empty. And she's checked out.
Well, how was she this morning?
Quiet.
Though she just needed head-space, so I let it go.
OK, well, look, she hasn't picked up her passport
so she must still be here in Barcelona.
Is there anywhere that she might have gone?
I really don't know.
The stalker app.
Stalker app?
She's anal about checking in with her kids. They've got this
app that tells them where they are. I'll find out from them.
OK, I'll get my car keys. I'll meet you out front.
But what about your vetting review?
What about it?
She's heading east towards Badalona. We found another victim. She sent us
a screenshot which showed us where he worked. I've told Inspectora García.
That's him.
Are they arresting him?
They're at the dock's now, picking him up.
Oh, she's stopped moving. She's at San Lluc.
Where's that?
It's a bridge over the railway, heading out of the
city. It's pretty deserted from where I remember.
What's she doing there?
Are you sure?
Do they know where he is?
Let me know as soon as you find him.
Mateo didn't show up for work today. Police is headed to his home address.
Oh, where's that?
The same direction as us.
Sadie might be meeting him there.
The money.
Quick!
Quick! Come on!
Why did you do it?
Come on.
You enjoyed it.
How dare you?
Fuck You!!
Sade...
Sadie..... are you okay?
How the hell did you? How... did you?
The stalker app.
Honey what happened?
He texted me again. Said he was gonna send the video
to all my contacts if I didn't pay up. I had the cash, I was gonna...
Oh God! His arrogance.
God, I told him to go fuck himself.
We have searched him and we found two phones full of
videos of multiple women plus messages extorting money.
You've stopped a serial offender, Sadie. So, Inspectora García. wants
you to come to the station and make your final statement. Is that okay?
Okay.
I'll come with you.
And then we should get an early night 'cause we have flights tomorrow.
Listen to Grandma over there.
It's our last night.
Know anywhere good. For just cocktails.
After today I'm gonna need strong ones.
He's been charged. The evidence is that good,
García reckons he could face up to 14 years.
Great, well done.
Will you get in trouble
for not going to the vetting thing?
Ahh. Fuck them.
Is this really Laura Simmonds or an imposter?
By the way, it's um...
It's six.
Oh, six. That is so you!
What? What do you mean?
It's just a perfect number. Let me guess. First love, couple of one night stands,
second love, holiday romance, and then Tom. Lil' Miss Perfect all the way.
Well... I'm not that predictable.
Well, let's go for a drink and you can tell me all about them.
I can't tonight, I'm sorry.
Oh, definitely still Laura.
I see you tomorrow.
Hello.
This is your favourite restaurant?
Yeah.
You hate it already?
I'm no snob, but...
But the calamari better be good.
Thank you for the flowers.
Yes, I really appreciated everything you did with Lola.
- Wine? - Yeah.
So, how long have you worked with Mariona Cabell?
See. Inter-talk shop.
Watch as my ego deflates.
No, you just seem to have a close working relationship.
I used to work with a father
but when he retired he handed over to Mariona.
First of all, I thought it was a disadvantage, but...
then I saw her in action.
She's good?
She's brilliant.
but we're not together if that's what you asking.
If I want to know something, I tend to just ask.
Tell me how's Jay's dad?
Lost.
He must have been grateful for your support.
You meet people when they're going through something really intense.
and then you step into it with them for a while.
But then they leave.
And that's it.
The rest of their story plays out somewhere else.
Yes, but you obviously enjoy it, your job.
Yeah, I do. I love it.
Although I should
probably learn to clock off earlier.
According to my boyfriend anyway.
Your boyfriend?
Yeah, he thinks I need to get my work-life balance in order.
You know - I never understood this idea of a work-life balance.
Is it when you're working your pause the living part?
Shut down who you are
to earn money and then
outside of your job, you become the real you?
Seems a strange way to live to me.
Yeah, me too.
- Shall we order? - Yes.
So now that everything's tied up
we can get Kingfisher back on track.
I don't want to waste any more time.
The wedding date has been set.
- When? - May the 18ᵗʰ.
Is everyone in?
Fabian just sent out the invitations this afternoon.
We should have confirmation from the Irish soon.
How's his mood? Is he confident of pulling it off?
His mood's good
considering who he's having dinner with.
Miss Simmonds.
Laura?
I don't think they knew each other that well.
I suggested he get her to talk to that girl Lola.
- You shouldn't have done that. - It worked.
What's a big deal?
Why is she having dinner with him?
They like each other.
Why are you so concerned?
Because
It's dangerous, Mariona. She's no idea what he's involved in.
She's got no idea what you're involved in either.
I had a great evening.
Thank you.
Well, we can share a cab as we're both going the same way.
Sure. Yeah.
So this is me.
Can I come up?
You weren't lying about being direct.
I'd love you to come up, yes.
Well, I should go.
Why? Cleaner doesn't arrive until 11.
I've been at work for three hours by then.
I had a lovely evening.
Me too.
Hello?
Why don't you answer your bloody phone?