(GROANS AND PANTS)
(SOBS)
# Testator silens
# Costestes e spiritu
# Silentium. #
(MOBILE PHONE RINGS)
Anna Sandor.
Sofi Mustafova?
Anna Sandor.
(SPEAKS HUNGARIAN)
Mustafova, Sofi.
(RUSTLING AND BANGING)
Oh, for heaven's sake. Oh, Christ.
Blue jacket behind you. You wore it to Amsterdam.
No, it's not.
Oh! How do you know these things?
I put it down to the absence of a Y-chromosome.
Harry, I haven't had a week off since Christmas. What about Leo?
I'll bring you back a present.
Like the bottle of advocaat you brought Leo back
from the Dutch conference?
I'll get you a Hungarian delicacy, like, um...
What do they have?
Goulash. And pretty lawyers, of course.
This is work.
And you just love your work(!)
This is an independent postmortem. I shall be 48 hours max.
- In and out. - If you like.
What is it? Have you shagged everyone in London?
Not quite.
I think you like her, this Ava. Eva.
Anna. I've only spent a couple of weekends with her,
but yes, I do like her. But I love you.
Because you are giving up your whole weekend
so that I can fight for women's rights in Budapest.
You are awfully cynical.
This is an octogenarian cardiac, this is a suspected arson in Peckham
and this is an industrial accident in Acton.
- Enjoy. - No.
- Hmm? - I can't let you go out there.
Not like this.
Who or what is Simon?
You're not as young as you think you are. Simon's my hairdresser.
He'll take ten years off you.
Nonsense.
(LAUGHS)
(TANNOY ANNOUNCEMENT IN HUNGARIAN)
(THEY SPEAK HUNGARIAN)
MCBURNEY: Ah, Dr Cunningham! Duncan McBurney.
First Secretary at the Embassy. British Embassy. Welcome to Hungary.
- Thank you. - You weren't expecting me.
The local police notified us. They don't much like being second-guessed.
I am here in a private capacity to do an independent postmortem.
And I'm here in an official capacity
to unofficially offer you a ride into town.
It's the first thing you learn as a diplomat.
Airport cabs will rob you blind.
That's a universal truth from Zurich to Addis Ababa.
Which one of you is going to drive?
HARRY: A dead Roma prostitute.
What could be the British Embassy's interest?
The British Embassy's interest, Dr Cunningham, is always the same.
- A quiet life. - (TOY SQUEAKS)
- Excuse me. - Sorry.
Hector's our first child. He's got a more expensive wardrobe than I have.
So, officially, an unofficial warning to tread lightly?
It's always delicate.
Democracy made its first appearance here in 1 989.
Prostitution was legalised in '93.
Romanians have had free entry since 2007.
The lawyer who's working for the deceased young lady
Iikes to yell about all three.
Anna Sandor.
She's quite something, isn't she?
I've only met her a couple of times.
She seems, er...professional and committed.
And passionate. She's not afraid to speak her mind.
In words of one syllable.
I like her. Theydon't.
Her father's a doctor, isn't he? Neurosurgeon.
Yes. Istvan Sandor. He's one of the few guys
who managed to emerge from the Soviet era unscathed.
The best health minister they never had.
Office on the front, home on the back. Anytime.
- Thanks. - It's the Euro qualifiers tonight.
A crowd of us are gathering at Molly Malone's if you're interested.
OK. Yeah, I came to Budapest to hang out with Brits in an Irish bar(!)
Yes, quite.
The second rule of the diplomatic service, Dr Cunningham -
don't get sucked in.
They do things differently here.
(MOBILE PHONE RINGS)
(SPEAKS HUNGARIAN)
(ANNA SPEAKS HUNGARIAN)
ANNA: It's not my birthday.
What a shame. That's the only other phrase they had in the easyJet city guide.
- Where are you? - Right behind you.
Across the road, in the park.
You know this is costing me 58p a minute.
Aren't I worth it?
I'm the one sitting by the fountain with the Herald Tribune under my arm.
The slinky one with the suspicious look in her eye.
That's me.
We could probably hang up now.
But we get on so well on the phone.
I worked it out. 85 per cent of our relationship has been telephonic.
I'd hate to spoil it now.
83 per cent according to my last monthly statement.
ANNA: Sofi Mustafova was meant to meet
her social worker on Thursday.
She never showed up. She always showed up.
They're saying suicide. They always say suicide.
Maybe they're right this time. You said she was anxious.
They were making her have unprotected sex with the clients.
It pays them double. Sofi was afraid.
She wasn't your average smack addict hooker,
she was a professional.
She had dreams ofgoing back home with a brand-new Mercedes.
She got pregnant.
That could be the reason she killed herself.
I don't think so.
But it could be why they'd have killed her. Maybe she refused an abortion.
Sofi knew her mind.
She thought she was in control.
Why is the morgue always in the basement?
It's never going to be the shop window, is it?
You don't want to pass that on the way to see Granny.
It should be on the top floor. Closer to God.
I thought you were an atheist?
I lapse occasionally.
Here, have one of these.
It'll calm you down.
What is it?
Valium?
No, a Murray Mint.
English drug of choice.
Minimal side effects, though can prove highly addictive.
- Dr Cunningham? - Yes.
- Pleasure to meet you. - How do you do?
Dr Cunningham is very expensive, you know, and I'm paying him by the hour.
Of course. Here is my postmortem report.
Let me know if you require clarification on any matter.
Thanks, but I'd prefer not to prejudice my findings.
Is there a scrub area? I'd like to start.
I'm afraid you won't be able to do that.
I have permission from the Ministry for a second postmortem.
Dr Cunningham's credentials have been approved.
You don't understand. You won't be able to.
What possible reason do you have to refuse?
I'm not refusing, I'm just stating a fact.
You won't be able to do a postmortem because there is no body.
We cremated her this morning.
We only received notification of your request one hour ago.
Here are her personal possessions.
The police didn't know where else to send them.
(SPEAKS HUNGARIAN)
It's standard procedure. We have very little storage space.
(SPEAKS HUNGARIAN)
- You sent off for toxicology, I presume? - Of course.
I'm expecting results later today.
We established that Miss Mustafova was indeed pregnant.
Towards the end of her first trimester.
I took full bloods and samples of foetal tissue.
I saw no bruising or defensive wounds.
No evidence of an injury suggesting any struggle.
No suspicious circumstances.
(SPEAKS HUNGARIAN)
Doctor, thank you very much. Good to meet you. Come on.
(SPEAKS HUNGARIAN)
What are you doing? I was talking to him.
I'm a good pathologist, but I can't perform a postmortem on ashes.
It's not the first time I've had to deal with this bullshit - doctors and police.
Half of them can't even be bothered
and the other half are busy lining their pockets.
- Hang on, I'm a doctor. - In England.
Doctors here make 1 0,000 euros a year. Police even less.
The smart ones take bribes and the stupid ones starve.
- What about the honest ones? - Yeah.
- Come on. - Where are you going?
- Laboratorium. - You're practically fluent.
HARRY: See? You can be charming when you want to be.
ANNA: Perhaps.
But not many people make me want to be.
OK.
Toxicology.
Cocaine in her blood.
ANNA: Sofi wasn't a regular user. She hated drug addicts.
She had a friend, Marina, who was on junk.
She stopped seeing her.
OK. Well, I can retest the samples
to see if the cocaine usage was long-term,
sustained.
Hang on. Did you know about this?
No.
It can't be.
HARRY: HIV positive.
You did say she was having unprotected sex.
Her pimp got her tested every two months.
I've got the report.
She was clean three months ago.
She could still have been infected.
The incubation period is up to six months.
They'll use this as evidence of suicide.
Maybe they're right.
Then again, they couldn't sell her any more,
so they threw her away.
Like dumping their garbage.
(SOFI SCREAMS)
ANNA: This is Sofi's medical report.
It's dated three months ago last Friday.
This isn't just an HIV test, this is a full STI screen.
A full blood count, ECG, chest scan.
I know. I showed it to my father.
He said a medical report like this costs a couple of hundred euros.
This is a business. They're professional about it.
Who are they? Who runs the girls in this city?
Anyone with the means and the muscle. It used be the Russians, the Ukrainians.
Now, the Kosovans and Albanians have joined in.
This place has always been the crossroads.
Everything comes through here - drugs, contraband, women.
80 per cent of the drugs entering Europe were brought in from Turkey
in the back of television sets.
"Were"? What, the police caught on?
Flatscreen technology.
Christ, she looks young.
Agnes Dedej. 1 5.
Albanian. She came to me a year ago.
She wanted to see the world, or at least get away from her parents.
Her boyfriend said he could bring her to the EU.
Only, when she arrived, the boyfriend's dust
and she finds she owes 1 5,000 euros
to someone she's never met. Now, she has to work to pay them.
I hadn't heard from her in a couple of months
and she called me at the office yesterday.
She was upset. She wanted to meet me at Nepliget bus station.
I waited for her all afternoon.
So, now, I'm waiting for a postcard.
Or a postmortem.
"Lo es eget" - shot and burned.
They shoot them through the face, burn what's left.
Kill one troublemaker and the others will know to be scared.
What about you, trouble? Do you know when to be scared?
If I was getting anywhere or doing any good, I'd be scared.
I think there's something worth fighting for here.
- We've got a problem. - Huh? What?
You know what I love about this place? Everyone, anyone comes here.
You know what I hate about it?
That includes my father.
- Oh, Christ, no. - Harry...
How do I look?
Like a foreigner who's slept with his only child.
(SPEAKS HUNGARIAN)
English, Papa. This is Harry Cunningham.
- A very important doctor from London. - Pleased to meet you, sir.
Are you gay? Every Englishman I ever met was gay.
Well, maybe I just... haven't met the right boy.
That's a shame. I believe you've been using my name in vain.
The lab called me.
Said I'd ordered some results from a dead Romanian woman.
One of yours, I presume?
There's got to be some advantage to the name.
- When I was six years old... - ISTVAN: Here we go!
...I needed a kidney transplant,
but Saint Istvan here wouldn't let me jump the queue like the other sick little girls
with important daddies. When they asked him for one of his kidneys...
So what? I'm quite attached to my kidneys.
I gave her life once. It was a great pleasure.
But once is enough, don't you think?
It was a little more complicated than that,
but Anna likes the story that way.
It conforms to her image of the aloof father professor.
He professes to be my father.
That's not true. Most of my time, I do my best to deny it!
Now, Dr Cunningham, let us get you a proper drink
and you can tell me why you prefer your patients dead.
Oh, that's the Hippocratic Oath.
First rule - do no harm.
That's a shame.
I was hoping you two would hate each other.
He's screwing my only daughter. Could I hate him more?
Your hair.
What have they done to your lovely hair?
(BELLS RING)
So, this is the famous roof terrace.
Oh, those damn bells.
Every time I called you, I thought you lived in a convent.
(LAUGHS)
Did you have something you wanted to talk to me about?
Did I?
Is it another case?
No.
It was about me.
You mean there are things about you which I do not know?
Probably.
Maybe not.
I doubt it.
I know everything there is to know about women.
(LAUGHS)
Really?
Yeah.
I know...
(SHE LAUGHS)
...that your lung...
...is there.
I know your liver is there.
And your kidney...
-...whoever you stole it from... - (LAUGHS)
...is here.
Your pancreas starts there.
And your heart...
...is there.
Here. Signed by the artist.
(LAUGHS)
Life makes you laugh, doesn't it?
What do you want, Harry?
If it's just a good time
in a different time zone, I can understand that.
Is that what you'd prefer?
I'm asking you a question.
If you don't want to answer it...
What do I want?
We barely know each other.
I live in London, you live here.
Will you always live in London?
- Do you prefer to live alone? - Where's this coming from?
Are you asking me what Iwant or are you telling me what you want?
I was wondering if there's a coalition between them.
Coalition? Is this a political pact?
You want to laugh at my English because the conversation's too much?
- No. - Grow up, Harry.
What's this about? Are we having an argument?
I really...don't want to have an argument with you.
I asked you what you wanted. You're not a child, Harry.
I'm not a child.
We can both be serious in our work.
Why not in our lives?
This is serious, too, isn't it?
Maybe. I don't know yet.
Do you?
So, why ask me?
Anna!
Argh!
(TV IN HUNGARIAN)
Anna?
Anna, I'm sorry.
Anna?
I'm sorry, Anna.
Come on. Oh, Christ!
Oh, Christ! Anna, what have you done?
Oh, Christ!
(BANGING)
Who are you? Who are you?
You stay there.
- (SPEAKS HUNGARIAN) - Sorry, I don't speak Hungarian.
I'm English.
Ambulance.
Um, police. I'm English!
Ambulance, police. I don't know the address.
Stay down there!
Stay down there.
Help!
Hey! Hey! Did you see a man running?
Did you see a man running? Did you see someone running out of here?
Anyone? Any of you? Anna Sandor has been killed!
He's killed a girl!
Did someone go down there? Did you see a man running?
(THEY SPEAK HUNGARIAN)
Police. Ambulance. Don't!
(WOMAN SHOUTS IN HUNGARIAN)
(GASPS AND PANTS)
Duncan McBurney. Duncan McBurney, please.
Yeah, she is dead! Anna is dead! A man in her... A man in her apartment.
DUNCAN: What man?
Who killed her, Harry? Harry, are you hurt? Are you OK?
Listen to me, Harry. Go back to your hotel. I'll meet you there.
I'm not staying in a hotel, you see. I'm staying with her.
- I'm staying with Anna. - Where are you, Harry?
Eleonora utca. I don't know where...
Ah, good. At the end ofthat street, there's a stadium.
I'm coming to get you.
Don't talk to anybody. Do you hear me? Wait for me there.
I'll be 30 minutes. Less.
(MAN SPEAKS HUNGARIAN)
Hello?
(SPEAKS HUNGARIAN)
Deutsch? Italiano? (SINGS) No?
Euro, foreign?
- No money. - No money.
Oh, English? American? Dollar?
OK. Cigarette?
- Ciggie, sandwich? - Nothing.
(SPEAKS HUNGARIAN)
I don't have any money and I don't have any cigarettes!
- Just stay away from me. - OK, OK.
Are you looking for me?
Did McBurney send you?
(THEY SPEAK HUNGARIAN)
(TYRES SCREECH)
(MAN SHOUTS IN HUNGARIAN)
(THEY SHOUT IN HUNGARIAN)
MAN: Go, go, go!
HARRY: Come on!
(THEY SHOUT IN HUNGARIAN)
(MAN SHOUTS IN HUNGARIAN)
(COUGHS)
Why did you run? Who are they?
Do you speak English?
No, no English.
Russki, Romana, Deutsch. English, no.
(SPEAKS GERMAN)
Polizei. Mafia.
(SPEAKS GERMAN)
Together.
- Danke. Danke. - Danke?
(SPEAKS HUNGARIAN)
Foreign dollar.
OK.
Here.
HARRY: Hey, hey!
Here.
Please, British Embassy.
British.
Ah...
Thank you.
Was ist du?
Hmm?
Was ist du? Was machst du?
I'm a doctor.
Doctor?
Ich bin Doktor.
(THEY LAUGH)
Good luck, Doctor.
Janos.
Meine Freundin...
...they killed her.
Who are they? Please.
Go home, Doctor.
Go home.
(PHONE RINGS)
- Harry. - Anna is dead.
- What? - She was murdered and I was there
and I saw the guy...
Hang on a second, Harry. Start again.
She was mixed up in something. I don't know what.
Something to do with these criminal gangs and tattoos.
LEO: What are you talking about? What guy?
HARRY: It doesn't matter.
I ran and they might think that I did it.
Harry, go straight to the police.
Explain everything to them and I'll be on a plane first thing. All right?
I called the Embassy, I'm about to go there now.
Good. Call me when you've spoken to them, yeah?
Harry? Harry?
What the hell are you doing, you stupid...?
Same! Same police.
What are you talking about?
Same. Same police.
(SPEAKS HUNGARIAN)
No, no, no, no.
No, no. No police. Polizei - Mafia.
There must be someone I can trust. There must be!
Trust?
Trust auf Gott.
JANOS: Komm.
MCBURNEY: You've heard nothing from him since then?
LEO: I think Harry must have been attacked.
He would have been back in touch, he would have made contact somehow.
I mean, he isn't stupid.
We've checked the hospitals.
The trouble is, the police think he did it.
He was covered in her blood, he had the knife, he ran.
He didn't seem like that kind of guy.
He isn't.
Jesus.
Anna Sandor stepped on a lot of toes. Harry didn't kill her.
We've got people looking for him.
What about the police?
Well, there are police and there are "police".
It's good that you're here.
The more people asking about Harry, the harder it is for him to disappear.
DOCTOR KERTESZ: Sandor, Anna...
(SPEAKS HUNGARIAN)
Excuse me, do you speak English?
I speak English.
I'm so sorry. You knew her?
You might say.
She's my daughter.
And who are you?
Professor Leo Dalton.
My colleague...
(SPEAKS HUNGARIAN)
"Liver, lungs, kidney..."
Your colleague
drew on my daughter's body with a pen,
Iike a surgeon before an operation.
Then he cut her.
Like a butcher!
(THEY SPEAK HUNGARIAN)
(SPEAKS HUNGARIAN)
(BANGING)
Professor Dalton, you have to leave now.
Why? Who are you?
Detective Tibor Orban, National Investigators Office.
I've taken over the Anna Sandor case.
I don't mean to be rude, Detective, but if I'm not able to observe the PM,
- I should like to know why. - Please.
In the circumstances,
I think a second independent postmortem will have to be carried out.
You're his colleague. His friend, yes? What makes you independent?
We're being premature here, I think. Nobody has been charged.
I heard many wonderful things about your daughter, Professor Sandor.
I'm sorry for your loss.
(SPEAKS HUNGARIAN)
- Where is he, Professor? - I don't know.
Do you think I'd be standing here if I did?
Possibly.
You might have thought that we were following you.
Are you?
Why don't I make it easy for you?
Let's assume that you're returning to the murder scene...
Why would we assume that?
You found out something in there, something that changes things,
and you want to go back to understand it.
I think you're that kind of detective.
DETECTIVE ORBAN: The neighbour upstairs reported hearing an argument in English.
A few minutes later, Dr Cunningham ran out,
he had blood on his shirt and he was carrying a knife.
To me, it seems personal.
Angry. Reactive.
I know what it seems. I'd probably think the same thing.
You mean, if you didn't know him?
That's the only reason you agreed to let me come along with you?
On the off chance it would make me doubt him.
I knew Anna Sandor. She drove me crazy.
Everything was a conspiracy against minorities, against women, against her.
A woman with a cause can be a very tedious thing.
Harry said that he saw a man. He said the man had tattoos, gang tattoos.
It wasn't a gang killing. They like people to know that they were there.
Often the victim is disfigured, teeth are smashed and the body is burned.
"Lo es eget" - shoot and burn.
Anna worked with people who had been trafficked.
Perhaps whoever killed her was trying to retrieve a document,
a witness statement.
No evidence of theft.
Harry disturbed the assailant before he'd finished.
- Then we'd have two bodies. - What we're looking at is a struggle.
A man trying to escape, a man trying to stop him.
You don't know what to make of it.
You've got a murder suspect, you've got a murder weapon.
You've got no motive.
Passion, sex, deceit, rejection.
Why did Dr Cunningham come to Budapest?
You know why.
He came to do a postmortem on Sofi Mustafova,
except you cremated her before he had a chance.
He had another reason to be here.
What did you find?
Was she sick? Was she ill? What?
Anna Sandor was pregnant.
About eight weeks.
You didn't know that?
I don't think he knew!
Anna Sandor was at a conference in Amsterdam two months ago
and your friend was also there.
You're telling me that it was Harry's child?
Oh, God!
ANNA: Harry?
Harry? It's a beautiful day.
Come on, let's go have some breakfast.
We should swim.
It's hot.
Your forehead's burning.
I thought...
You're OK?
Of course.
I'm sorry we fought.
My fault.
(COUGHS)
What time is it?
Mittag.
Twelve.
It's quiet.
Sunday.
I give you. Make you sleep.
Yeah, you made me sleep all right. I feel like shit.
I can't find my wallet. Where...?
(SPEAKS GERMAN)
Polizei.
Oh, shit.
Police looking for you.
Komm. Komm, komm.
Komm, komm, komm, komm, komm.
HARRY: Janos, what were you before?
Polizei?
Informer for the Communists? Is that it?
I'm sorry. What?
I am Kommunist. The world...
The world, it turns.
Das war mein Haus.
My friends. My life. Alles ended.
'89.
'89?
Wife, family?
(HORNS BEEP)
Sorry. I get some money.
No! Kein bank. Kein phone. Kein Metro.
(SPEAKS HUNGARIAN)
OK. OK!
Janos.
NIKKI: Leo, what's going on? Where is he?
LEO: I don't know. Theydon't know.
NIKKI: Oh, God!
Listen, I need you to courier his DNA samples to me.
To match against the crime scene? They really think he did this?
How cooperative do you want to be, Leo?
This thing with Anna and him - how serious was it?
I don't know. They only met a couple of months ago.
About as serious as Harry normally is?
Maybe more. Why are you asking?
Anna was eight weeks pregnant.
Did he know?
I hope not.
Nikki, we'll find him.
We will find him.
(THEY SPEAK HUNGARIAN)
(ALARM BEEPS)
(THEY SPEAK HUNGARIAN)
(ALARM BLARES)
Komm, komm, komm!
(SIREN WAILS)
Komm, komm! Komm, Harry!
JANOS: Sofi Mustafova.
Wo ist sie?
Dead.
Dead?
Tod.
She's dead.
Are you sure you want to add her contraceptive pills
to your little medicine chest?
- Hmm? - Never mind.
JANOS: Pretty woman, huh?
Yeah.
She is prostitute?
What's in there? Hmm?
Is there an address for her? Strasse?
Utca? Utca?
Ah, utca. Mm-hmm.
Bar. Club. Work.
What bar?
Bar.
Angels Bar.
Angyalok.
Aygyalok - prostitute bar.
Uh-huh.
Hey.
(SPEAKS HUNGARIAN)
I don't speak Hungarian. I'm a tourist.
Entrance that way. I've finished work.
Listen, I was here before and, er...I met a girl I like.
Lot of girls here.
This is a Romanian girl, I think.
Sofi something?
Do you know her?
(THEY SPEAK HUNGARIAN)
- Ciao, Marina. - Ciao.
Marina? That's a nice name.
What's your name?
Leo.
- DiCaprio. - Yeah.
Leonardo.
Yeah.
Listen, Marina, I think I know someone who knows you.
Anna Sandor.
Do you know her?
She sent me. She wants to talk to you. Would that be OK?
I can pay you for your time.
(SPEAKS HUNGARIAN )
(WHISPERS)
What's the problem, boys? I've got money.
How many of your little girls do I get for that, huh?
Fair enough.
Janos, who are those guys at the club? Sofi's pimps, the Mafia - who are they?
Listen to me. Listen, listen!
Anna, the girl who died, OK? It was my fault!
We had an argument and I should have been there.
Do you understand me? I should have been there.
I lost her.
Like your family, I lost her.
Please.
Who are they?
Serbe.
- OK. Serbe... - Ssh!
Albanian, Roma, Kosovar and...
...Angyalok.
Ukrainisch. (GROWLS)
The Wolves, the tattoo. The Wolves - that gang is Ukrainian, yes?
No, no, no, no, no.
I'm going to make a phone call.
No! Hey! Hey! Hey!
It's coins. It's coins.
Pay phone. No trace, yes?
- I already have a mother. - No, no!
Sorry, Mr Dalton, still no message.
Thanks.
ANSWERPHONE: You have no new messages in your mail...
HARRY: Leo, it's me.
I can't use my mobile. You shouldn't be using yours.
Listen, I know who killed Anna. I know who they are.
I want you to meet me at the ferry station,
Pier Seven at 1 1 tonight.
Please come on your own.
Oh, shit!
HARRY: It'll be OK, Janos.
Here. Take.
Oh. (LAUGHS)
Yours.
I stole it from a charity.
I'll pay them back when I get home. Maybe you'll come to London?
- Yes, you my guest. - London?
Yes, I insist.
(LAUGHS) London?
You believed in something, didn't you, Janos?
You were wrong, weren't you?
And now you're here.
Do you want to hear something crazy?
Yesterday, just for a minute, I thought I would stay here.
Anna believed in something.
(# PULP: Common People)
I thought maybe I could believe in something, too.
In her.
People believe in stuff, don't they?
The people I work with,
they believe in things.
(LAUGHS)
I used to make fun of them for it.
(JANOS SINGS) # Like common people... #
I'm the sceptic, I guess.
# Common people like you! #
You're not listening to a word I'm saying, are you?
Yeah, go on, Jarvis! Sing your heart out. Come on!
# Climb the wall
# If you called your dad He could end it all
# You'll never live like common people
# You'll never do whatever common people do
# You'll never live like common people
# You'll never watch your life slide out of view
# And dance and drink and screw Cos there's nothing... #
Careful, mate.
Janos?
(GUNSHOTS)
(SCREAMS)
(GROANS)
Nikki, it's me. When?
(HARRY GROANS AND GASPS)
(SCREAMS)
(OPERATICMUSIC)
(GUNSHOTS)
(MUSIC DROWNS OUT SPEECH)
Harry!
Help!
Help me!
Help! Help me!
ORBAN: I'm sorry, Professor Dalton.
I'm sorry, but I'm going to need that.
Shot in the head. Executed. Did you know him?
How did they find out, the police? How did they get here so fast?
Not fast enough.
We knew he'd contacted you. Your cellphone. The hotel phone.
That phone kiosk outside your hotel.
And...
...the people who killed Harry...
...how did theyknow where to find him?
They were following him. We were too slow.
They didn't follow him.
They knewwhere to find him.
Police!
You!
You're upset, Professor Dalton.
You!
You and your friend were playing games, but you didn't play very good.
You used that phone.
Go home, old man.
# Testator silens
# Costestes e spiritu
# Silentium. #