Who are you?
I'm the man whose money you took.
Your man in Majorca
gives huge kickbacks
to the American security services.
A covert department of the CIA
has activated a kill contract on you.
We can never go home?
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Adam Newhouse,
Jamie Kirk
and Blake Hatch.
Welcome to your new lives.
Where are we?
South Africa.
How do we keep in touch with each other?
You won't be able to!
If you want to stay alive - stay invisible.
Woody, let me come with you please.
You've got to be a man about it!
I've got to look after myself, I'm not your boyfriend.
Woody, please.
Woody!!
2 years later
Jamie?
Jamie...
Jamie!!
Jamie??
Yep, that's about it.
On hearing all the evidence at my disposal,
I have reached my verdict.
And I find the defendant guilty.
Mr Sokhela,
you will be fined 4,000 rand...
Jamie!
Don't just die, you stupid idiot!
You can't invite someone back and do this!
You know where these medicines came from, don't you?
They were donated.
Donated to local clinics.
Would have got there,
but someone along the chain of command
decided to put them back out on the market.
Yeah, but that's how you're getting them!
Except I'm buying them for a clinic
they were supposed to go to in the first place.
Have a nice day.
Hey.
Thank you, darling.
Hi.
Who's that?
A lime soda please.
Christiane Leveque.
The wife of the French Charges d'Affaires.
Is there anyone in this bar you don't know,
Blake?
I know every disgraced politician,
every gem smuggler,
every identity thief and gold digger that comes through those doors.
You can't run a successful bolt hole if you don't.
You're running it very well.
Tony, I'm going to work now.
OK, babe.
I've left you some food in the kitchen.
Nice one.
Listen, do us a favour,
can you tell Dubay I'll drop all this off tomorrow?
Are you keeping those here?
Yeah, just overnight.
I don't like having them in there. They make me nervous.
It's fine. It's not fine.
You can't keep helping everyone, it's not worth it
and what if you get caught? Tony!
Where were you, man?
You said you'd take us training.
I know mate, I'm sorry.
We'll go later this afternoon, yeah?
We can't!
Mr Nguti's geese are all over the pitch.
Beautiful, why don't we give Mr Nguti's geese a game then.
Yeah, we can't,
the pitch is full of geese shit.
It's an imperfect world, Baruti.
Tony! If you love her so much why don't you marry her.
Then you can stop kissing her.
Yeah, why don't you marry me and take me to England?
Ooh! England.
Take me too, take me too, then I can see English Premier League!
All right cheeky chops. One thing at a time,
let's go and deal with this goose shit first.
See you. See you, babe.
Let's go away.
Come with me to Paris.
Say, "Yes."
Yes.
You won't, will you?
No.
Why you never go away?
You never even leave Cape Town.
Don't do plans.
Why you always give me crazy answers?
Call you. Bye.
Stop growing up will you...
Oh! Jesus Christ...
Put some bloody clothes on.
Hello? Yes, this is Adam Newhouse solicitors.
Yes, speaking.
OK, I'll be there in one minute, thanks.
Hi, do you do wrongful dismissals?
Yes. Yes, I do indeed.
I lost my job, so I don't have much money...
I had this boss...
..who was always touching me and making comments...
Right...
OK, well, listen...
..if I think this is a winnable case,
maybe we can look at deferring payment...
Oh, my god!
I can't believe you'd do that for me.
I was so scared and I walked all the way from Sea Point.
You walked!
Here, take this.
No, it's fine.
Take it, I want you to take a cab home, OK?
When you get home, I want you to write down everything that happened.
Then I want you to come back here tomorrow
and together maybe we can work out what we're going to do about it.
OK?
Thank you so much.
It's my pleasure, come on.
Oi!
This isn't mine...
You're drinking the champagne.
That's all right, she said I could.
The lady has left, so either you pay
or I fetch the manager.
Oi! Hold up.
You just walked out without paying.
What's it to do with you? What's it to do with me?
Well, I had to pay, didn't I? 600 rand!
Now what?
You got somebody hassling you?
I came on holiday with some friends, they're annoying me...
Go away!
We're doing a cruise, they want to know what time the ship leaves.
What am I? The friggin' tour operator.
Well, the cruise ships leave at midnight.
I've got a house, OK, on the beach.
Whoa, whoa, whoa....
Oh, right.
I watch them go past. Right, thanks.
Yeah, so that probably means you've got some time to kill?
Are you trying to pick me up?
Well, hang on. I have just bought you lunch.
How long are you out here then?
Oh, you know, it's open-ended really.
Get you. House on the beach, stay as long as you like...
Yeah. That is me.
That is me. Living the what's-its-name.
So, what made you take off then and leave your mates behind?
I just wanted to be on my own.
Yeah?
Yeah, I've been having a rough time.
I've always been like slightly, like,
obsessed with the idea of being able to, just like,
disappear.
You know, start over in a new country,
where no-one knows you.
Never thought I'd have the nerve to do it though.
I think,
sometimes we have to be brave, don't we?
We have to take a flying leap
and just trust that things will work out.
Cos, you know,
we only go around once.
What are you?
Some kind of Kung Fu monk then?
Yeah, that's exactly what I am.
I lead a simple and monastic life.
If I decided not to go back to England...
how do you go about getting a new identity?
Do you think it's quite easy?
Well, the first thing you should do, come back to my place...
Really?
Look, I've only known you a few hours, Lisa,
but anyone who does a runner from a restaurant,
anyone who tells their best friends to sling their hook,
and then snorts coke off a khazi,
with a complete stranger...
Well, I'm in love!
Er... Occupied.
This is the ladies!
Er... Occupied.
Barman said you might have something?
All right love, it's three fifty a "g" all right,
just lob it under the door.
Now, I understand the house on the beach.
Hey. Hey.
Looks like you made a full recovery then?
Yeah, well, you know how it is.
Wonders of modern medicine and all that.
I wouldn't go back to his place if I were you.
He tends to come over all dead.
Let's go.
Whatever.
Hey, Jamie!
Hey.
Who is this gorgeous creature?
Jake, Lisa, Lisa this is Jake.
Take our picture will you?
Yep, of course.
You're made for each other.
Send it to me.
Hey, Jamie.
All right.
I'm just gonna be one second.
You've gotta do everything you can to hold on to this one.
I've got a feeling about her.
So, how do I do that then?
You impress her, obviously.
See that table?
I'm gonna jump it in one.
Cos I'm a Kung Fu monk, me.
Fuck it!
Nearly made it.
Maybe see you in another life.
Fuckin'...
Oi, babe. Hang on.
Fuck, she's fucking took my stash.
Hey, my hand's bleeding.
Great.
I meet the girl of my dreams and before I know it
it's all just shattered glass
and severed arteries...
Jamie Kirk, I am arresting you for possession and sale of cocaine.
OK.
That's it, gather up.
United!!
Very good, guys, we'll see you next week, OK.
You breathe like a mad dog.
Well,
I'm getting old, Baruti.
Yeah, you are very old.
Cheers, kid, lovely.
I'm bored already.
Already. What do you want me to do about it?
Tell me the story again. The tree!
Oh come on. Please.
OK.
Up on a big hill,
on the edge of town
sits an old milkwood tree.
A sailor named Pedro, on his way back from the Far East,
he left a letter in an iron pot, under the tree.
Well, the letter told of terrible things he had seen on his journey.
He warned people not to go there or they'd surely be killed.
A month later this letter was found by Joao da Nova.
He heeded the warning and turned his ship around,
and saved the lives of his men.
And he was so grateful...
And he was so grateful
that when he returned to Europe he rewarded Pedro with...
Gold!
From that day forth any sailor that passed the Cape
would read the messages.
But then they realised it would be a great way
to keep in touch with loved ones, who one day might read the messages.
And that big old milkwood tree
still stands there to this day.
Maybe I can leave a message and one day
my mother and father can find me?
Absolutely.
It's OK to believe what I want right?
Course it is, son.
Course it is.
Cheers.
See you. Thanks, Mr Hatch.
Fuck.
HELP!
No, no, no, no, no, what are you doing?
Oh shit!
No, no.
You said he didn't care.
He doesn't.
This marriage has been over for years,
it's just convenient, for careers.
Then why is he reacting so badly?
Because he is a man.
He is French.
Your immigration status?
is it OK? Your visa?
What's my visa got to do with anything?
He's a diplomat. He can check.
Why would he want to check?
To be... vindictive.
Christiane, what else does he know about me?
I don't know. Nothing.
Does he know you're here now?
Of course not.
And how did he find out?
Because I told him.
Why did you tell him? Because I had to.
I am in love with you.
I said, I'm in love with you...
Yeah, I heard you.
Got it.
I want to spend my life with you.
Is this bad?
No.
There's a saying,
"Nothing in life can be worse than neither being loved nor hated."
Right. So, erm...
Cos that would make you like...
Switzerland.
I got you some juice and some cookies.
I still don't know weather they call them cookies here or biscuits,
still don't know that.
Anyway, you can take those home with you if you like...
Why you are doing this?
Because, I want to help you.
You must want something.
What are you going to ask me to do?
Give you a blow job before I take the stand?
Whoa,
Anna,
no, I think you've got this wrong...
I found this online.
South African Law Society website...
and guess what? You're not on it.
No, I have a UK license...
Your name isn't Newhouse is it?
Your home address doesn't exist.
I do background checks on middle-aged men.
I've been taken advantage of once, it's not going to happen twice.
OK, OK.
I think you should take a deep breath.
Let me assure you, Anna, I'm only trying to help you.
OK
So, when I take the stand and they say,
"Nice defence, but your lawyer's a fake."
How does that help me exactly?
For God's sake!
I have daughters your age. Oh, wow.
If they were in trouble then...
Great role model they have.
My guess is they probably will end up in trouble then...
Don't say that. You don't know anything about them, OK?
And you know everything?
Where are they now, this very instant?
Where were they last night? Who were they with?
What did they take? Who did they fuck?
OK, that's enough.
I think you'd better leave.
I want a 100,000 rand, to get a proper lawyer.
Or I'm going to report you.
You know the irony is,
you won't even find a better lawyer than me.
OK, so my credentials may be a little...
It took me two years to get back here,
to get back to this.
My daughters? How dare you.
You know nothing about my daughters.
And how dare you try and black mail me!
Now get out!
Money.
Or I report you.
Simple.
The police came, they took the medicine.
What?
Barged in and carried them away.
Nobody mentioned my name, did they?
Dubay wouldn't have told them where they came from?
They just want them to sell, they don't care where they came from.
Do you think he would have mentioned my name? I don't know, I was working.
You didn't mention me, Shani, no names, nothing.
Of course not. Why so jumpy?
I just don't know why now.
Do you think they've been watching us?
What are you worried about, Tony?
Is there something you want to tell me?
No, no not at all. I'm just concerned about the clinic.
What about the meds? What are they going to do?
Destroy them? Maybe.
Or perhaps we can buy them back from them.
It was vodka.
What the hell.
Hey, hang on.
Would you, um...
Would you mind mailing these, for me, on your next trip abroad.
Your next "mission."
Sure.
They're just for my kids...
Blake,
I don't ask, you don't tell.
Maybe I want to tell. No.
You know, Karel, I've known you, what, nearly two years...
..and I've never told you the name of my kids.
It's OK, Blake. Better that way.
No, it's not OK.
It's like I'm...
It's like I'm denying their existence.
I'm the one that's er...
..supposed to protect them, but instead I er...
Blake, why don't you have a coffee now...
I don't want a coffee,
I want to talk to somebody about my kids!
I want to talk about me,
outside of this...
..fucking liars' bar...
Shut up. You're being a jerk, eh.
Yeah. Go sleep it off.
Jamie.
Why don't you tell us all how you came to be here.
I don't think you'd believe me.
It all started when I slept with this girl.
Lottie.
She was really cute.
I met her in a club and...
Well anyway,
I ended up being renditioned by the British Government
and sent to South Africa.
You do know that this is a programme of honesty.
Right.
And until you start being honest you have no hope of getting well.
It's good to be honest.
In fact,
this is the first time in two years
that I've been able to tell the whole truth.
We were flown here from a detention centre in Morocco,
me and my three mates.
We all had to change our names... OK, thank you.
And we weren't allowed to contact our families, or the CIA,
who are trying to kill us, would go after them as well.
Thank you, Jamie. Hang on a minute!
You don't believe me
but I'm telling the truth here.
Thank you, Jamie.
David, would you like to share now.
Holy fucking Christ on a bike!
They got you, you fucker.
Fuck.
Hello, um...
I came in here a few days ago.
There was a man.
He was wearing a dark suit, he was smoking a cigar.
Look, I know you've probably been told not to say anything, but um...
I just wondered if I could leave him this?
He's a very old friend.
I just wanted to reconnect.
Manchester United! How are you?
How you doing?
OK.
God will be kind to you.
"Woody, I've heard from Bax.
"We didn't speak,
"he found me and left me a note.
"Meet me on Saturday.
"On Monwabisi Beach.
"And we can discuss how to take this further.
"Three o'clock.
"If you don't want to risk it, I'll understand,
"but I have to get home now.
"And I think this might be our chance."
Woody?
Woody!
Um... Tony!
Tony!
Tony Smith!
Oh, my God.
Baxter...
How are you doing?
I'm all right, I'm all right.
I'm still standing.
How are you, mate?
I'm all right. Yeah.
Did you know that I'd...
No, Quinn told me.
You've seen Quinn?
No, I haven't seen him, but we worked out a way
of keeping in touch with one another.
So, is he here?
You mean here? Here, yeah.
Yeah, yeah. He should be.
I haven't seen a soul, mate, I haven't seen anyone.
Quinn!
Hang on, what was his name?
His name, his other name...
It sounded like...
escape hatch.
Escape Hatch!
No, no it sounded like escape hatch.
It wasn't it was um, escape hatch, hatch, something hatch?
Blake.
Blake!
Blake.
Blake Hatch!
Let's check the beach.
Not being funny,
but I've found this to be quite a macho country really...
Looking good, Woods.
Thanks.
I suppose...
living in exile under an assumed identity,
trying not to get murdered by the CIA,
does wonders for the old waistline.
So, what happened?
Ah, man.
So much to tell you.
Well, first of all,
Mackenzie is dead.
Who?
Omelette man, in Majorca.
Jesus.
Never even knew his name, did we.
More to the point,
the whole CIA operation that was taking the kick-backs
has been wound up.
You sure?
Hundred per cent.
I can show you. I've checked and double checked.
So, that means...
We can go home!
You do want to go home, don't you?
Yeah, yeah, it's just...
..I never thought I'd be able to, you know.
I sort of made a...
life out here now.
I've met someone.
I've just not thought about it for so long.
I've also got a life out here.
Quite like it.
So, what are you saying?
You saying you don't want to go home?
Yeah. Course we do.
So, what about Rick? Anybody heard anything?
Nope.
No.
Maybe he's settled down somewhere?
Oh, yeah,
feet up in front of the telly as we speak.
Can't see it somehow.
I reckon I can get access to court databases for the last two years.
Where we can find out if he's been in trouble with the law.
What makes you think he'd get in trouble?
It's Rick!
Jamie Kirk...
he's been arrested three times in the last year alone.
He's got off each time.
Sounds like him.
The latest arrest was seven days ago.
For causing criminal damage to a nightclub
and for selling cocaine to a Cape Town CID officer.
Sounds like him as well.
Heavy. That is heavy.
Is he in jail?
Compulsory rehab under court order.
That's like house arrest.
We can't leave him there, even if we wanted to, can we?
What do you mean by that?
Well, when he gets out and he has to answer all the charges,
who knows what's going to come out.
All right, everybody.
I see we have a new admission.
And you've been referred by Dr Dubay.
Why don't you tell us your name and a little bit about yourself.
Hi everyone, my name's Tony.
My friends call me Woody.
I suppose I'm here really because, two years ago,
I let a friend of mine down...
badly.
I should have been there for him, but I wasn't.
In fact,
he asked for my help and I refused,
because, really I was just...
I was just thinking about myself.
I tried to justify it,
convincing myself there was nothing I could have done,
but really there was.
And from that day to this it's haunted me.
I've needed to find him just so...
Just so I can say I'm sorry.
Hush now, Jamie,
this is about Tony, not you.
Come on then, Tony.
That's about it really.
I knew that I could never be a healthy person
until I made that amend,
so I guess being here is the first step towards that.
You sound as if you've been in recovery before.
Yeah, I have.
So, this is not your first attempt at being clean and sober?
No.
No, it's not.
But hopefully it'll be the last time.
How long has it been, Tony?
All right, cock.
Where to, Bax?
Um, home I reckon.
We never got caught.
Well, he did.
You ain't seen me in two years, already passing judgments.
I don't get it.
You can go home, Rick.
First we need to make sure all our names are clear, yeah?
We're safe here, this is our consulate,
we're on sovereign territory, this is part of the foreign office.
Something's not right.
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