Concentrate? That was your fault!
You have to work harder.
Valentina! Come back! Not now.
Hey! You have no respect!
It's not your place, you don't know anything about me.
You keep your mouth to yourself... Let him go, Vlad.
Way too early in the morning for a wrestle, fellas.
Let's take a beat, yeah? Yes? Hey, hey, hey.
Hey! What the hell are you playing at?
D'you want the guests to hear?
You're like a bunch of schoolboys. I didn't want any trouble.
Maybe you should have thought of that... Enough!
This is the last time, or you're both out. D'you hear me?
Off this ship for good.
And I might've known you'd be involved.
Me? I was just...
Just focus on your job, Jack. I'm watching you.
The lot of you. Last warning.
But I...
Hey, what was all that about?
Heat of the moment. It's nothing.
No Valentina? She went to find food.
Mate, if you two wanna last the summer,
she needs to keep her temper in check.
I'll speak to her.
Course of true love never runs smooth, eh?
I have a bone to pick with you.
Eh, go easy. I'm already on Beverley's watchlist.
When are you going to play some indie music?
Smiths, the Roses, Jesus And Mary Chain.
Maybe one night I'll surprise you.
You know, once I save enough money...
..I'll buy my farm...
..back in Russia...
..sit on my porch and...
..play those songs to the stars.
That will be my heaven.
Buenos dias, ladies and gentlemen.
This is Beverley, your cruise director,
informing all guests that the ship has now arrived
in beautiful Barcelona.
You're grinning, Jamil. Come on, Jack.
Out here this time, every day, for the last three weeks. Hm.
Coincidence?
Behave yourself.
You are in deep, my friend. Hm, it happens at sea.
She's a mate, in case you hadn't noticed.
She's engaged and keeping her distance. Hm.
Another day of hard labour, is it?
This engagement appears... maybe she's playing hard to get.
Pack it in.
And besides, why would I jeopardise the main perk of the job?
Hm.
Please don't.
I'll be fine. I'm asking you not to.
Please, I'm begging you.
Breakfast of champions? Breakfast of Russians.
Big show tonight, new moves, some nerves can happen.
Not like for you, Jamil,
wandering around, flirting with girls all day.
Ooh, bar money, three, two, one.
It's the cocktail hour. Um, what can I get you, handsome?
Uh, not for me, thanks. Ah.
One white Russian. It's a holiday after all.
Not for some. Oh, you poor man.
You work here on this beautiful ship.
Maria, Maria Illiescu.
Jack Grayling.
So, let me guess, are you a performer?
Crooner. Oh.
I mostly knock out other people's hits.
Aw, modest as well as good-looking.
Illiescu, that's Hungarian, right?
Romanian. Bucharest, not Budapest.
But, really, I'm a citizen of the world, darling.
Who is that?
Another singer?
Vlad Koslov, part of a roller-skating double act,
The Magnificent Mules. Some show.
Beautiful man.
Not as handsome as you, of course.
Ah. Oh! There it is.
Now the fun can begin. Whoo!
Oh. Did you just took my picture?
Oh, I'm sorry. I can delete if you want.
No, it's OK. You're Vlad, aren't you?
Yes.
I saw you earlier on the ship. I was with the, um...
the singer man on deck. Please, if you don't mind.
I'm looking forward to your show tonight.
I appreciate it, thank you. Thank you so much.
Spectacular city. Oh, it's a place I'm going to return to,
I am so sure. Sorry.
So good to have met you, Vlad.
Every time I disembark, Kate,
I feel like I'm missing a part of myself.
That's the soul of a master flowing through me.
I'm convinced...
..you cannot run from destiny.
Once I'm promoted to Staff Captain,
I'll be able to provide for us both
until you are ready to come back to work.
I'd be leaving the ship?
I'm speaking about children, Kate.
A family, our future.
Well, erm, yeah, I mean, what's the rush?
You know, should we not just enjoy our engagement for a bit first?
Signor?
Que...? No, no, no.
Vlad?
Vlad? Ambulancia. Ambulancia!
Vlad, can you hear me? Vlad?
I think he's dead.
They're waiting on forensics. They've given us five minutes.
I would guess it's some kind of overdose.
There's no telling what these Russians get up to.
Nobody moved him?
Er, not that I'm aware of.
Tried to take as many pictures as I could.
Here, behind the ear. A small hole, stab wound.
Would've gone straight into his brain.
Stiletto, dagger or some kind of long narrow blade.
The police have said that his phone and his wallet are missing.
The city is known for pickpockets.
For God's sake, Piers, will you just shut up?
And he was just sitting like this? Yeah.
The ring, it's some kind of insignia.
I've never seen him wearing that.
I loved him so much. I'm so sorry.
How did he die? Er, stabbed.
Is there anyone you can think of that would want to do harm to him?
You and Vlad argued this morning, did you know where he was going?
He just needed to get off the ship.
And you didn't follow him? She was here with me all morning.
How'd you get those bruises?
The routine... training.
I know this is raw, but we have to act quickly
to help the police as much as we can.
Yeah?
This ring...
is it Vlad's?
He never wore jewellery.
OK, that's enough, give her space.
Look, this morning, Valentina was fuming at Vlad
after her training session.
Seconds later, I'm pulling Sergio and Vlad apart.
So Vlad's been pushing her too hard, and finally she's snapped.
And Sergio steps up to defend her honour.
You seriously think he's involved in all this?
He's covering for her, I know that much.
They were arguing about something this morning in the crew room.
Sounded like a lover's tiff. Did you hear what they were saying?
There was something she didn't want him to do.
It's cosy.
A place this size would drive any couple nuts.
Working all day together, coming back to this.
Why would someone want to kill someone like Vlad?
Stabbed in broad daylight.
So clean.
And he obviously upset the wrong people.
Russian heavies maybe? Maybe they got the wrong guy.
No, this feels planned to me.
Told me this was his dream...
..the farm back in Russia.
Hey.
Oh, his family.
Jack? Yeah?
Emeralds. Are they real?
Well, it looks real to me, feel the weight of it.
No disrespect, but why would a roller-skating circus act
have a stash like that?
You have what we call a worm on the brain.
A niggle.
Perhaps this one is beyond you, Jack.
I know you're trying to impress Kate.
Best to leave this one to the police.
Thanks for the advice...
..but Vlad was a friend of mine...
..one of our own.
You would have to be skilled with a knife
to kill someone that cleanly.
You're really not as stupid as you look.
Thank you, thank you!
Tell all your friends who you just saw today.
Tell everybody, eh? Sergio Besso is here!
Gracias, gracias. Muchas gracias.
I'm so sorry about your friend.
That beautiful boy.
And one of your own, too.
I think we're all still in shock.
I'd only just been chatting with him. What?
You were at the Jardins?
It must have been moments before. I took his photo.
He seemed very troubled.
Look.
Did you see anything? Anyone who seemed suspicious?
No. Nothing at all.
Thank you. You've been very helpful.
Sergio!
Ah, dios, please. Don't say anything to Beverley, uh?
I'm begging you. I wasn't busking, I swear. Look.
I spoke to Vlad after your little bust-up.
You clearly didn't like him much.
We clashed sometimes.
He treats her like dirt. Vlad wouldn't harm a fly.
I never said that he harmed her.
But you think they had issues in their relationship?
Enough to make her snap? That woman is an angel.
Where were you when Vlad was murdered?
A friend of mine runs a bar.
I'm a local boy. I need money.
When we are in need, we help each other out.
What bar?
La Gallina, down by the harbour. He offered me a gig.
Please... if Beverley ever find out, I lose my job.
If that happens, I lose everything.
Uh, excuse me? Can I help you?
I was going to deliver these flowers
to the partner of that man who was killed.
From all of us passengers. Well, that's very kind of you.
I could take them for you.
Here, please.
Will you let her know we sent them?
Maria, Maria Iliescu. Yes, of course.
Poor woman.
She has our prayers.
Hey.
Er, I thought you might be hungry.
Thank you. And, uh...
these are from one of the passengers. Maria.
I'm really sorry about Vlad, Valentina.
I loved him. We all loved him.
Do the police know yet? I mean, who could have done this?
Are they close to working it out? I don't know.
I think you left the shower running.
Oh, yeah. Um...
Thank you.
Hey.
Did you manage to get any sleep?
The type of weapon used to kill Vlad,
a thin precision stiletto blade.
What about it?
It must have taken some skill. No sign of any visible wound.
The precise entry point, right behind the ear
and up into the brain.
Well, Sergio had the know-how. And access to knives.
Look, this was the work of a highly-trained killer.
An assassination.
Russian gangland?
I mean, it's a long time to be stuck at sea
in a tiny cabin with someone that you've fallen out of love with.
I think word is out among the passengers.
I saw one wandering around with flowers
looking for Valentina's cabin.
Great (!) She said her name was... Maria.
Maria Iliescu?
Yes. That's it.
She was at the gardens.
She spoke to Vlad before he was killed,
even took his picture.
How early is too early for cocktails?
Did you get the flowers?
From all of us passengers?
Our hearts go out to you.
Maria.
Thank you, but, um...
white carnations are bad luck in my country.
Oh, I... I'm so sorry. I had no idea.
Excuse me, I... I'm not feeling myself.
I know something...
of the pain you're feeling right now.
I've experienced great loss in my life, too.
When the people you love most in the world
are taken away from you...
..you feel dead inside, too.
The police will catch these people!
I'm sure of it. Maria?
Hey. Hey.
Why don't you buy me that drink?
You know your way to a cruiser's heart!
You got on the ship at Palma.
You know that, too.
Your themed T-shirt kind of gave it away.
Oh!
You were there at the Jardins the morning Vlad was murdered.
And you were just with Valentina.
My colleague said you brought flowers to her last night as well.
You even took a picture of Vlad.
I know what it looks like.
Tell me.
You must think I'm crazy.
That I'm a fraud.
An act.
I come on these cruises alone...
attach myself to the crew and...
..anyone that will listen.
I thought I could comfort Valentina.
Because I know the pain that she is going through.
I... I thought she would be alone. Like me.
I was looking for her,
and I followed the knifeman to her room.
Knifeman? Sergio?
He went into her room?
Oh, maybe I shouldn't have told you.
All right, get a grip, Grayling.
You got my message? Yes. Sergio and Valentina.
Yes, and Sergio's friend's bar
has been closed for the past four months.
Means, motive and opportunity.
You're wasted at sea, Kate Woods.
There's one missing.
There he is. Don't let him see you.
Kate!
Sergio! Stop!
Nowhere to run, Sergio.
What was in the package?
They never tell me.
You need to start being straight with us.
Cos right now, you're a suspect in a murder case.
OK, I... I needed money.
I got in with some bad guys for a loan.
Now they make me do these runs, every port.
That's where I was when Vlad was killed.
Two drop-offs.
One outside Jardin Sagrada Familia,
one where you found me.
Look, I'm not a murderer. I didn't kill Vlad.
There's a blade missing from your set.
Where is it? I don't know.
How long have you and Valentina been together?
A couple of months.
She said that if Vlad ever found out, that...
He never let her do anything.
And all she ever wanted was... a life.
Did Valentina take that missing blade?
I don't know.
You understand me? I don't know.
Yuval?
I pulled some strings with the Spanish police,
and they sent me this footage.
That's the moment. Wait.
Valentina?
Valentina must have planned this,
got the knife from Sergio's box, followed Vlad.
If Sergio knew his knife was missing,
that makes him an accessory.
Valentina?
She's gone.
Hey!
Agh!
Valentina's passport's gone. She must have taken it.
We need to call the airport.
Vlad's passport, Mikhail Volkovski.
So, not Vladimir Kozlov? Is that not his stage name?
Most of them have one.
What does she go by? Er, Chizhova.
I think Valentina Chizhova. Uh.
There is no Chizhova.
Oh, but there is another Volkovski.
Yep.
That's her.
Sofia Volkovski.
Valentina's been arrested
for assaulting a stranger on the street.
I know the poor girl's grieving,
but what on Earth is she thinking about?
They'll be pressing charges against you.
You assaulted a man in the street.
I barely did, but he was... Valentina, look.
I'm not convinced you killed Vlad.
But you have to tell us the truth.
The police found the knife, Valentina.
They are going to charge you with Vlad's murder.
Why should I kill Vlad? I don't know.
Why would anyone kill their own brother...
Sofia Volkovski?
And Mikhail Volkovski.
The two children of Russian oligarch Boris Volkovski.
This photograph, your family.
Mikhail...
and you.
Our father had... enemies.
Powerful people.
He was murdered when we were young.
My mother too.
My babushka...
Me and Mikhail, we got out.
And all our lives, we have been living in fear
that someone is coming to finish the job.
So you pretend to be a couple?
We live all our lives like this. We can never trust anyone.
Then someone posted that photograph on our cabin door.
It was taken at the Jardin Sagrada Familia.
Our family all escaped to Barcelona.
Our special place.
Vlad knew what it meant to receive this.
A threat.
And he went to confront them?
To sort it out, once and for all.
I was scared for my little brother,
so I took a knife from Sergio's stuff and...
went to the Jardins.
When I heard screams, I...
..panicked. I-I ran. I didn't know what to do.
The ring on Vlad's finger. You recognised it.
My father's ring.
Before he made his money, our family were farm people.
We loved horses.
The Magnificent Mules.
Someone put that ring on his finger... as a threat.
A message to me.
I'm next.
There we are.
Thank you.
I've been researching these murders.
Now, Boris Volkovski made his billions in gas, but at some point,
he fell out of favour with the Kremlin.
Now, no-one was ever charged with the killings, but...
the finger does point to the Russian secret service.
I just feel so sorry for Valentina.
Her brother was all she had left.
Well, the good news is
she's in the clear for Vlad's murder.
Police forensics have analysed that knife,
and it's the wrong size to be the murder weapon.
They spent their whole lives in hiding.
They literally wouldn't have been able to trust anyone.
These two in the photograph,
any idea who they might be?
No.
But there is something about them. It's like they don't fit in.
Could they be servants, or...?
Look at the birthmark on her neck.
It's the same as the girl's.
The kid is Maria.
She's been playing us this whole time.
We don't give up on our own, not on this ship.
We'll work something out.
Whatever help you need, you're family.
Beverley.
Thank you. Sit tight.
I looked Maria up on the Interpol database.
She's not Romanian, she's Russian. Anastasia Stasevich.
A former FSB agent.
So, just to be clear, we've left Valentina in her cabin...
'And there's a Russian assassin on the ship
'who knows exactly where to find her.'
Hey.
Help!
Jack.
Sergio? Sergio, which way did she go?
Stay with him. Make sure he's all right.
Help!
Sofia!
You don't even recognise me.
Maria!
Stand away! Maria, don't do this.
I'm warning you.
Anastasia, please, stop.
I know who you are, and I know what you're capable of.
Isn't that funny, princess?
The English recognises me.
But you...
who I lived with all those years?
Nothing.
Put it down.
Jack! Stay back. It's OK, it's OK.
My mother, Yelena,
was your housekeeper, you spoiled princess.
Your family had her killed
because of what she knew about your corrupt parents.
I made it my life's mission to find you.
'Your brother, I liked.
'He was a kind boy, a good boy.
'So I made it quick.'
You know, this is what I killed your brother with.
Wait, hold back.
I could have killed you, too. Any moment I wanted.
But I wanted you to suffer.
To feel the pain I feel.
To feel your brother's death the way I had to feel my mother's!
Anastasia, no!
OK... You're safe.
I've got it. You're safe.
You OK? Yeah.
Early night? Well, he was worried about me.
Doesn't like me chasing trained assassins round the ship.
Well, he's always been a stickler for health and safety.
I thought we'd closed this down. Someone needs to make you see sense.
I mean, you're smart, beautiful...
You could be with...
anybody. Jack.
He doesn't know you, Kate.
The way I do.
I'm just telling you what I see.
All right. OK.
Do you want to know what I see?
I see somebody who's hurting.
Somebody who is lost.
Maybe I'm the only person that doesn't buy
this carefree crooner act.
What is it you're running from, Jack Grayling?
Thought so.
You're up next, kid. Just a moment, please, Bev.
The tribute we're planning for Vlad, you might want to stay for it.
Help us to say goodbye.
The ship has now arrived in sunny Valletta.
Excuse me, legend coming through.
A hearty welcome, Miss Devine.
Vida, please.
Word is Vida is as fragile as a Ming vase.
This is business.
I'm done with you, Conor.
I'm all you've got left, sweetheart.
Conor, where are you now?
If you want to be a real star, then I can make it happen.
Just give me the word, Jack.
There's nothing left for me on this ship. It's your life, Jack.
He's gone. Didn't even say goodbye.