[BELL RINGING IN DISTANCE]
[MEN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]
[MAN GROANING]
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
CHARLOTTE GAINSBOROUGH: ♪ VENEZ DANS MES BRAS ♪
♪ CLOSER TO ME, DEAR ♪
♪ DONNEZ-VOUZ MOI ♪
♪ SET ASIDE ALL FEAR ♪
♪ RESTONS ENLACES ♪
♪ POUR L'ETERNITE ♪
♪ YES, YOU SHALL BE MINE ♪
♪ TILL THE END OF TIME ♪
[SEAGULLS CALLING]
[SHIP HORN BLOWS]
YOU ALL RIGHT? YEAH.
THE BOAT'S REGISTERED TO A FRENCH FISHERMAN.
HERE.
IT'S A MESS, ISN'T IT?
[PRONOUNCES DEZ-PREZ] ERIC DESPRES.
[PRONOUNCES DEH-PRAY] I EXPECT MONSIEUR DESPRES
HAD ENOUGH OF THE QUOTAS
AND FANCIED THE INSURANCE, NO?
I'M SURE THAT WHAT'S-HIS-FACE IS
SAFELY TUCKED UP IN BED.
THE BOAT WAS STOLEN YESTERDAY.
SO?
IF IT HADN'T BEEN FOR AN ANONYMOUS THREE 9s CALL,
THERE'D BE NOTHING LEFT OF THE BOAT.
SO WHY WOULD SOMEONE DO THAT?
NICK A BOAT AND THEN...
[SNAPS FINGERS]
TORCH IT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ENGLISH CHANNEL
AND THEN PHONE IT IN.
A TOY CAR.
WHY AREN'T FORENSICS HERE?
BB: YOU'LL HAVE TO ASK THE GUV'NOR.
THE BOAT'S GOING BACK TO FRANCE LATER TODAY.
[THUDDING]
BOY, IT'S HEAVY.
KARL: IT'S ALL RIGHT.
[MAN GROANING]
BRING HIM UP. THERE WE GO.
AND LET'S GET THIS OFF.
[DUCT TAPE RIPPING]
CHRIST ALIVE.
SOMEONE'S CUT OUT HIS TONGUE.
[WOMAN AND CHILDREN LAUGHING]
WOMAN: I'M GONNA GET YOU.
[GIRL SQUEALS]
FIRST ONE TO FIND A PERFECT SHELL FOR DADDY! GO!
[GIRLS CHUCKLE]
GO ON.
IS THEO PLAYING?
THEO'S TRYING TO READ.
GO ON.
OFF YOU GO.
I CAN SEE ONE! I CAN SEE ONE!
I CAN FIND ONE. I CAN FIND ONE.
THERE'S ONE!
BOO! AAH!
MOM! I'M GOING TO GET YOU!
HA HA!
MOTHER: WHAT ARE YOU TWO... WHERE DID YOU GET THAT?
TAKE THAT OFF. TAKE THAT OFF.
[CHUCKLING]
WHERE DID YOU FIND THAT?
OVER THERE.
YOU CAN'T KEEP THAT, DARLING. COME ON.
WHAT'S YOUR NAME?
YOU UNDERSTAND?
YOU'RE NOT IN TROUBLE FOR GETTING ON THE BOAT.
I JUST WANT TO FIND
WHOEVER IT IS THAT HURT YOU.
WHAT HAPPENED TO THE CHILDREN?
BOSS.
ALL RIGHT.
YOU HEARD OF KNOCKING? JUST WAIT.
I DON'T THINK WE'RE GETTING ANYTHING OUT OF HIM.
HE'S TERRIFIED.
YEAH?
KARL: YEAH.
WELL, HE SHOULD BE.
INTERPOL FOUND A MATCH ON HIS FINGERPRINTS.
HE'S WANTED IN FRANCE.
HE'S NOT A MIGRANT. HE'S A TRAFFICKER.
KARL: YEAH, BUT THERE WERE CHILDREN ON BOARD.
YOU'VE GOT NO PROOF OF THAT.
THERE'S A TOY, AND THERE'S A CHILD'S SHOE.
I DON'T THINK A KNOWN TRAFFICKER WOULD MAKE
THAT TRIP WITHOUT SOME SORT OF CARGO.
HE'S CALAIS' PROBLEM, NOT OURS.
EITHER THEY SWAM FOR THEIR LIVES
OR SOMEONE TOOK THEM.
FRENCH BOAT, FRENCH TRAFFICKER.
THEY'RE BOTH GOING BACK TO FRANCE.
LET'S HOPE THEY'RE WASHED UP
ON A FRENCH BEACH, THEN.
I AM SICK OF DEALING WITH THE SHOWER OF SHIT WE GET
TO WADE THROUGH BECAUSE THOSE IDIOTS
CAN'T POLICE THEIR BORDERS.
HE'S ON A SHUTTLE THE SECOND HE'S WELL ENOUGH.
OUT OF SIGHT, OUT OF MIND.
BONJOUR. BONJOUR.
[SIREN IN DISTANCE]
[TELEPHONES RINGING, INDISTINCT CHATTER]
HEY, STRANGER, MON VIEIL AMI.
LONG TIME, NO SEE. HOW ARE YOU?
DCI ROEBUCK.
FINE. BACK AGAIN.
COMMANDER ASTOR CHAPUT.
I HEARD YOU WERE COMING. AH!
BONJOUR. PLEASE.
OK.
CATCH YOU LATER.
MERCI.
CAN I GET YOU SOMETHING TO DRINK, COFFEE?
NO, NO.
NO? THANK YOU.
THIS IS ABOUT DIBRA, NO?
OUI.
CHAPUT: YOU WANT THE ORGAN GRINDER, SURELY,
NOT THE MONKEY. HEH!
I AM COMMANDER NOW, SO HOW CAN I HELP?
YEAH, WHOEVER DIBRA WAS TRAFFICKING,
THEY'VE NOT YET BEEN FOUND.
I WASN'T AWARE THERE WAS PROOF
HE WAS TRAFFICKING ANY--
NOT PROOF, BUT PLENTY OF SUSPICION.
I'D LIKE TO INTERVIEW HIM.
WELL, ONCE WE'VE CHARGED HIM WITH THE THEFT OF THE BOAT,
HE'S BEING SENT TO PARIS.
CAN I HAVE A COUPLE OF HOURS WITH HIM
BEFORE HE GOES?
IT'S FOR OFFENSES COMMITTED
ON BRITISH WATERS.
NO PROBLEM. THANK YOU.
THOUGH, I WARN YOU, GETTING HIM TO TELL THE TRUTH
WHEN HE HAD A TONGUE WAS HARD ENOUGH.
HUH.
CAN I BORROW ELISE?
OH, YEAH, OF COURSE. SURE. YEAH. OK.
THANK YOU.
KARL: SERIOUSLY?
YOU'RE NOT EVEN GONNA SAY BONJOUR?
BONJOUR. WHAT HAVE I DONE?
I VOTED "IN."
WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?
I BROUGHT YOU A CROISSANT,
AND I NEED YOUR HELP.
WELL, I'VE GOT WORK TO DO.
WE HAVE A BOATLOAD OF MISSING PEOPLE
AND A MUTILATED CHILD TRAFFICKER.
HOW ABOUT A POUND OF CHOCOLAT?
TILL I'VE HAD MY TOOTH FIXED, IT'S BEST
TO AVOID EATING ANYTHING SWEET.
WELL, WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR TOOTH?
DID YOU BITE SOMEONE?
YOUR BOSS SAID YOU COULD WORK WITH ME.
HE DOESN'T SEEM TO BE THAT CONCERNED
ABOUT HUMAN TRAFFICKING.
HE'S VERY CONCERNED, ACTUALLY.
HE GOT RID OF THE DEDICATED TRAFFICKING TEAM,
SO THERE'S LESS TRAFFICKING ARRESTS,
AND THE STATISTICS SHOW THAT THE PROBLEM HAS DECREASED.
THE TRAFFICKERS ARE STILL THERE,
THERE'S LESS POLICE OFFICERS TO ARREST THEM,
BUT ON PAPER, IT LOOKS LIKE HE'S TWICE AS EFFICIENT
AS I EVER WOULD.
ELISE, WHAT'S HE DOING WITH YOUR JOB?
I KNEW YOU'D DO THIS.
EVERYONE ELSE HAS MANAGED TO RESPECT MY DECISION.
[AUTOMATIC DOOR LOCK CLICKS]
KARL: WE BOTH KNOW YOU WERE TRAFFICKING PEOPLE
ON THAT BOAT.
WHO WERE THEY?
[SPEAKING FRENCH]
WHAT WERE THEIR NAMES?
[ELISE TRANSLATING INTO FRENCH]
KARL: DID YOU EVEN KNOW THEIR NAMES,
OR WERE THEY JUST FINANCIAL FUCKING TRANSACTIONS TO YOU?
KARL: WHAT HAPPENED TO THE PEOPLE ON THE BOAT?
WERE THERE CHILDREN ON BOARD?
FEEL FREE TO CHIP IN AT ANY TIME.
"NO COMMENT."
[SLIDES TABLET ACROSS TABLE]
WHAT'S GOING ON, ELISE?
IF I'D WANTED A TRANSLATOR, I'D HAVE ASKED FOR ONE.
WELL, EVEN IF THOSE KIDS ARE DEAD,
THEY BELONG TO SOMEONE,
AND THAT SOMEONE DESERVES TO KNOW WHAT'S HAPPENED TO THEM.
[CAR DOOR SHUTS]
[ENGINE STARTS]
LIGHTS OUT RIGHT THERE, THEO WYATT.
OK.
GOOD NIGHT.
[TURNS OFF LAMP]
[DOOR OPENS]
MAYA, I'M HOME.
HI.
NOW? OK.
[DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES]
LAURA: SHE WANTS TO STAY WITH YOU?
DON'T KNOW.
AND EVERY PART OF ME WANTS TO HOLD ON TO HER
AS TIGHT AS I CAN, BUT I'M SCARED IF I DO THAT,
I'LL FRIGHTEN HER OFF FOREVER, YOU KNOW?
WHAT MAKES YOU THINK I'LL DO ANY BETTER?
WELL, YOU CAN'T DO ANY WORSE.
[BOTH CHUCKLE]
I THINK SHE NEEDS YOU, REALLY.
YOU MOVED OUT, AND THEN HER GRANDPA GOT SICK,
AND IT WAS JUST TOO MUCH LOSS, REALLY.
HOW ARE YOU DOING?
HMM...
YOU KNOW.
AND YOU?
YEAH. YOU KNOW.
LITTLE MIX: ♪ ONE TASTE, AND YOU'LL BE MINE ♪
♪ IT'S A SPELL THAT CAN'T BE BROKEN ♪
♪ IT'LL KEEP YOU UP ALL NIGHT ♪
♪ BOY, YOU BELONG TO ME ♪
♪ I GOT THE RECIPE ♪
♪ AND IT'S CALLED BLACK MAGIC ♪
[SONG CONTINUES, INDISTINCT]
OOF.
♪ FOR A SPELL ♪
♪ FOR A SPELL THAT CAN'T BE BROKEN ♪
[STRAINING]
[HUMMING "BLACK MAGIC"]
♪ BOY, YOU BELONG TO ME ♪
♪ I GOT THE RECIPE ♪
♪ AND IT'S CALLED BLACK MAGIC ♪
[HAZARD LIGHT INDICATOR CLICKING]
[CHUCKLES SOFTLY]
♪ AND IT'S CALLED BLACK MAGIC ♪
[HUMMING]
[PITTER-PATTER]
[RATS SQUEALING]
AGH!
[SCREAMING]
[LABORED BREATHING]
[SOFT THUDDING]
[LOUDER THUDDING]
[LOUDER THUDDING, CLANKING]
[DOOR OPENS]
[SQUEAKING]
JESUS. ISLA, HOW MANY TIMES?
THAT LEAVES MARKS ON THE GLASS
MARINKA ONLY CLEANED TODAY.
WHY AREN'T YOU ASLEEP?
IS DADDY HOME? NOT YET.
BACK TO BED. OFF.
[KNOCK ON DOOR]
SO WHAT'S THE EMERGENCY?
FINISH ALL YOUR PAPERWORK?
COMMANDER CHAPUT
PROBABLY HAS SOME FILING FOR YOU
IF YOU FEEL YOU'RE UP TO IT.
I THINK I KNOW
WHO ONE OF THE TRAFFICKED KIDS IS.
FARID MALEH.
IT'S A SYRIAN NAME.
IT'S SCRATCHED INTO THIS TOY CAR.
I FOUND A RECORD OF A FARID AND YARA MALEH
REGISTERING AT A CAMP IN CALAIS
18 MONTHS AGO.
THEIR PARENTS WERE KILLED IN AIRSTRIKES
IN ALEPPO.
WHEN THE CAMP THEY WERE STAYING IN
WAS TORN DOWN, THEY DISAPPEARED.
FARID'S TOY CAR WAS ON DIBRA'S BOAT.
MAYBE HE WAS THERE, TOO.
THERE'S A REFUGEE HOSTEL
NEAR WHERE THE FISHING BOAT WAS STOLEN.
DIBRA'S TARGETED IT BEFORE.
I THINK WE SHOULD CHECK IT OUT.
KARL: A PLAGUE OF RATS.
IT SOUNDS LIKE A JAMES HERBERT NOVEL.
JAMES HERBERT?
JAMES HERBERT WAS A BRITISH HORROR WRITER
FROM THE 1970s, A HEADY MIXTURE OF SOFT PORN
AND GIANT RATS.
[DOGS BARKING]
WHY DIDN'T CHAPUT JUST SEND PEST CONTROL?
YOU'LL GET TO KNOW HIM SOON ENOUGH.
[DOOR UNLOCKS, BUZZER SOUNDS]
ASK HER IF SHE KEEPS RECORDS
OF WHERE THE CHILDREN GO WHEN THEY LEAVE.
IF WE KNOW. MANY JUST DISAPPEAR.
DRUG DEALERS, TRAFFICKERS.
[SPEAKING FRENCH]
PIMPS.
PIMPS. THERE IS VERY LITTLE WE CAN DO TO STOP THEM.
THE CHILDREN ARE EASY TARGETS,
AND THERE ARE ALWAYS MORE CHILDREN
THAN PLACES.
DO YOU KNOW A TRAFFICKER--
BEHAR DIBRA?
I DON'T ASK FOR NAMES.
I'M HERE TO LOOK AFTER THE CHILDREN.
BUT YOU REPORT THEM IF THEY GO MISSING.
OF COURSE.
MOST OF THE TIME, THE POLICE DON'T EVEN BOTHER
TO TAKE A STATEMENT.
[TV PROGRAM RUNNING]
RIGHT. COME ON, NOW. BREAKFAST'S READY!
WAKEY-WAKEYS, LAZY BONES.
BREAKFAST ON THE TABLE. COME ON.
I'VE GOT TO BE AT WORK IN 5 MINUTES.
RICHARD?
RICHARD!
[CELL PHONE RINGING]
UH-OH.
HELLO. BONJOUR.
YOU WERE RIGHT. DIBRA WAS TRAFFICKING KIDS.
WE'VE GOT THEM.
HANG ON. THEY'VE FOUND THE KIDS FROM THE BOAT.
YEAH, A BOY CALLED FARID
AND TWO YOUNGER ONES.
ARE THEY ALIVE?
THEY ARE.
BUT IT'S A BIT MORE COMPLICATED THAN THAT.
WE NOW HAVE ANOTHER SEARCH ON OUR HANDS.
GET YOUR ASS BACK TO KENT.
OK.
THOSE CHILDREN HAVE BEEN MISSING FOR 3 DAYS NOW,
AND NO ONE COULD HAVE CARED LESS.
THE CARVER KIDS HAVE BEEN GONE, WHAT, 2 HOURS,
AND IT'S A FUCKING CIRCUS.
SUPERINTENDENT: AT LEAST WE'RE NOT FISHING DEAD BODIES
OUT OF THE SEA.
KARL: WHEN CAN WE SPEAK TO THEM?
FULL MEDICAL CHECKS FIRST.
LOOKS LIKE THEY'VE BEEN DRUGGED.
GOD KNOWS WHERE THEY'VE BEEN OR WHAT'S HAPPENED TO THEM.
DO WE KNOW WHO THEY BELONG TO?
NOT A CLUE. RIGHT NOW, FINDING THE CARVER KIDS
IS THE PRIORITY.
THERE WAS SOMEONE IN THE HOUSE.
THEY WERE ALREADY INSIDE, WEREN'T THEY?
I THOUGHT I SAW SOMETHING, BUT IT WAS ISLA.
SHE COULDN'T SLEEP.
YOU DIDN'T HEAR ANYTHING?
NO, NOTHING.
THEN RICHARD CAME HOME, AND WE WENT TO BED LIKE NORMAL.
KARL: ARE THEY-- THE CHILDREN--GOOD SLEEPERS?
THE OLDER TWO,
WHILE BEA ALWAYS WAKES UP AND GETS IN OUR BED AND...
MS. CARVER: LAST NIGHT'S THE FIRST TIME
I'VE SLEPT A WHOLE NIGHT SINCE SHE WAS BORN.
KARL: DOES ANYONE ELSE HAVE A KEY?
RICHARD: OUR NANNY.
UH, CLEANING AGENCY.
THE BUILDERS HAD A KEY.
WHAT'S THAT?
ISLA FOUND IT ON THE BEACH.
I WOULDN'T LET HER BRING IT IN THE HOUSE.
WE SHOULD'VE CHANGED THE LOCKS AFTER THE BUILDERS.
RICHARD: THEY GAVE THE KEY BACK.
MS. CARVER: THEY COULD HAVE MADE A DIFFERENT COPY.
THIS IS OUR FAULT, ISN'T IT?
WELL, YOU SHOULD BE A BIT MORE CAREFUL WITH YOUR KEYS
IN THE FUTURE.
FORENSICS?
KARL: WHAT DO YOU GAIN BY TAKING 3 REFUGEE KIDS
AND SWAPPING THEM FOR 3 WEALTHY ONES?
ELISE: DEPENDS WHAT YOU DO WITH THE WEALTHY ONES.
WHY DON'T YOU COME BACK WITH ME?
I'LL FEED YOU.
I WAS GONNA GET SOME SKATE WINGS OVER AT THE FRONT.
I DON'T EAT SKATE.
ENGLISH FISHERMEN. YOU KNOW.
WHAT? I DON'T KNOW. WHAT?
WELL, IT'S THAT SAYING, ISN'T IT?
IT'S LIKE YOUR PLUMBERS AND SHEEP.
A SKATE'S VAGINA IS ANATOMICALLY SIMILAR
TO A WOMAN'S, SO...
THAT'S PROBABLY WHY WE JUST EAT THE WINGS.
MAYBE.
BON APPETIT.
[CONVERSATIONS IN FRENCH]
[WOMAN SINGING IN FRENCH ON RECORDING]
[CELL PHONE VIBRATING]
HELLO.
[CHUCKLES]
I PAID DIBRA £3,000.
HE WAS SUPPOSED TO BRING FARID TO ME.
KARL: WHAT WE NEED TO KNOW NOW, YARA,
IS WHERE FARID WAS FROM THE TIME HE
CAME OFF THE FRENCH FISHING BOAT
TO WHEN HE WAS FOUND IN THE CARVER HOUSE
IN KENT.
WHAT HAPPENED IN BETWEEN?
CAN YOU ASK HIM THAT?
IS OK. ENGLISH NOW. LIKE MY COAT.
NICE COAT.
FARID: WE ARE ON A WHITE AND BLUE BOAT.
[CHUCKLES]
[CHUCKLING] WHAT?
FARID: A MAN CAME ON OUR BOAT.
[CONTINUES IN NATIVE LANGUAGE]
THEY HEARD DIBRA SCREAMING.
UH-HUH.
AFTER THAT, HE ONLY REMEMBERS LITTLE THINGS.
WHAT SORT OF LITTLE THINGS DOES HE REMEMBER?
FARID: SMALL ROOM MADE OF WOOD.
[CONTINUES IN NATIVE LANGUAGE]
SEAGULLS AND BELLS.
BELLS?
YES, BELLS, LIKE THE SONG.
FARID: ♪ DING-DONG, DING-DONG ♪
ELISE: DID YOU SEE THE MAN'S FACE?
FARID: NO.
[CONTINUES IN NATIVE LANGUAGE]
MASK.
GAS MASK.
FARID: YES, LIKE IN WAR.
THE BEST LEAD WE HAVE IS FARID'S DESCRIPTION
OF WHERE THEY WERE HELD.
SEAGULLS AND A SMALL ROOM MADE OF WOOD.
BEACH HUT, FISHING HUT.
SO THE BOAT'S BURNT OUT HERE.
THE CARVER HOUSE IS THERE.
THE, UH...
THEY'RE ON YOUR HEAD.
THANK YOU.
THE GAS MASK WAS FOUND BY ISLA CARVER
ON THIS BEACH HERE.
KARL: WHAT'S THAT?
MISSING CHILDREN AND A PLAGUE OF RATS.
THAT DIDN'T END VERY WELL, DID IT, FOR THE CHILDREN.
YOU THINK THE CARVER KIDS ARE DEAD?
IF HE'S KILLED 3 BLONDE BRITISH CHILDREN,
THE WHOLE WORLD'S GONNA BE WATCHING.
CAPTIVE AUDIENCE.
KARL: THERE'S ONLY 2 OR 3 PLACES ALONG HERE
WHERE THEY COULD HEAR A CHURCH BELL.
WHY DON'T WE START AT THE TOP OF THE ESTUARY
AND WORK DOWN?
ARE THE BRITISH PEOPLE WHO LIVE BY THE SEA
LESS RELIGIOUS?
YEAH, THERE'S MORE OXYGEN, SO THEIR BRAINS WORK BETTER.
[SEAGULLS CALLING]
[BELL RINGING]
YOU HEAR THAT? YUP.
[ELISE COUGHS]
BLEACH.
YUP.
[STIFLED COUGH]
[BOTH COUGHING]
[MOTOR STARTS]
KARL: HEY!
HEY!
POLICE!
I'VE GOT IT.
ELISE.
[GROANING]
YOU ALL RIGHT? YEAH.
SHIT.
BEA CARVER'S ELEPHANT.
WHAT ELSE IS IN THERE?
I'VE SEEN THIS BEFORE.
A CREST. IT'S FROM BETTI BAUDIN'S HOSTEL.
KARL: SHE LIED ABOUT FARID.
WHAT ELSE HAS SHE BEEN LYING ABOUT?
[INDISTINCT P.A. ANNOUNCEMENTS]
[DOOR UNLOCKS AS BUZZER SOUNDS]
[MAN BREATHING HEAVILY]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
HELLO? HI.
I THINK THERE'S SOME CASH IN THE DRAWER BY MY BED.
SO GET YOURSELF A PIZZA,
AND THERE'S SOME SALAD IN THE FRIDGE.
EAT SOME GREENS, WILL YOU?
NEVER YOU MIND. LATER. OK.
ALL RIGHT. BYE.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH YOUR TEETH?
UM, IT'S BRUXISM.
MY DENTIST SAYS I'VE GOT
SUBCONSCIOUS ANXIETY.
SHE THINKS I SHOULD SEE A THERAPIST.
HMM.
I'VE LEFT LAURA.
YEAH, I WAS WONDERING WHEN YOU'D TELL ME.
AH, IS IT OBVIOUS?
[CHUCKLES SOFTLY]
WELL.
I WENT BACK TO MY OLD JOB TO PROVE
I COULD BE TRUSTED NOT TO FUCK UP AGAIN.
I TRUST MYSELF, OF COURSE,
BUT IT'S IMPORTANT THAT MY COLLEAGUES SEE ME WORK MY WAY BACK UP.
EVEN IF THAT MEANS PUTTING UP WITH AN ASSHOLE LIKE CHAPUT.
YUP.
ELISE, EVERYBODY FUCKS UP ALL THE TIME--
PROFESSIONALLY, PERSONALLY.
THE MAIN THING ABOUT BEING A BOSS IS
OWNING YOUR MISTAKES.
ISN'T THAT PART
OF MAKING A MARRIAGE WORK, TOO?
KARL: WHAT'D SHE SAY?
WE HEARD KIDS. IN HERE.
[KNOCK ON DOOR]
POLICE!
WHOA. HELLO.
HEY.
ALL RIGHT. STAND. UM...
[SPEAKING FRENCH]
ELISE?
CHARLIE?
[DOG BARKING]
HEADS UP!
HIS NAME IS CHARLIE MOREAU.
EIGHT YEARS AGO, OLIVIER AND I ARRESTED
HIS FATHER JACQUES FOR HIS MURDER.
IT TOOK A JURY 14 MINUTES TO CONVICT HIM.
WE ALL WENT OUT AFTERWARDS TO CELEBRATE.
[SOBBING]
[WOMAN SINGING INDISTINCTLY, HUSHED VOCALS]
THEO, WAKE UP.