We're going. That's it.
Paul, it's too dangerous.
There are 1,000 of these next-gen ceramic water filters
arriving in Kinshasa tomorrow.
If Paul and I aren't there, 200 will be lost in a warehouse,
and a further 50 will be inspected and never returned.
And if you are there,
Mkono Wa Kifo will try to kill you.
We're only going for five days.
Julien can take of it.
You both are too important to lose.
We're not important. The work is important.
She'll be here in a minute.
David... we really appreciate your concern,
but we can't let the Hand of Death scare us.
We'll stay safe.
Oh, Celina!
Hey.
How's our baby doing?
Let's get you inside, love.
Okay, great.
Hey, Sarah.
Sa va? Hi, Celina.
Oh, he's so beautiful.
What about those headaches?
Uh... no better, I'm afraid.
Well, what's the obstetrician say?
That we need to keep an eye on her.
You should go to Africa without me.
Oh, Sarah, they need your help more than I do.
Listen, you've given me my own private nurse.
How many people get that?
I feel like I'm a Kardashian or something.
I'm just sorry for making you nervous
about all of these health complaints.
Don't ever say the "S" word again, not after what you've done.
Wait!
Fresh from the garden.
Dr. Sarah is prescribing plenty of veggie smoothies.
Awesome. Thank you.
I'll make one as soon as I get home.
Whoa!
Hey!
Thank God you're here.
This is my wife, Sarah.
Hey. Thank you so much for coming.
This is my team... Oliver Yates, profiler,
Zara Hallam, security expert... Right.
...and my second... Maxine Carlson.
Hi. Hi, there.
I-I'm... I'm sure our insurance company told you
that the surrogate mother of our baby, Celina Walker,
was abducted at gunpoint yesterday.
Yes, t-they let her nurse go,
but told her if we called the police then...
Well, it would be difficult to call anyway.
Because surrogacy is illegal in France.
We understand.
There hasn't been a demand yet,
but Noelle, the nurse, said they would be in contact.
So you think she was taken in order to hurt you?
Have you heard of Mkono Wa Kifo?
It's Swahili for "Hand of Death"...
an extremist insurgency group out of central Africa.
Not nice guys. We were supposed to be
in Kinshasa today, delivering filters,
providing clean drinking water for thousands of villagers.
Over the past few years, the Hand of Death have
carried out vicious attacks against our NGO...
issued threats to Sarah and me, personally.
I have a trust fund. I'll empty it out.
But if the Hand of Death has Celina,
the only currency that they accept is... blood.
Hello?
Hello?!
Help!
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Our suspects, Hand of Death, are remorseless...
torture, beheading, rape.
Clue's in the name, huh?
So, I reached out to our associates in Africa.
They're trying to confirm with intermediaries
that they did, in fact, take Celina.
But you're doubtful.
I mean, these guys are bad news, absolutely,
and they probably hate the Clarkes,
but even though they've killed thousands locally,
they've never reached outside central Africa.
And I had Annie skim through the EU Border Patrol Databases.
There's no record of any suspected
Hand of Death affiliates
having entered Europe in the past year.
So... surrogacy is illegal here.
Anyone else uncomfortable with the fact
that we're working for people who've broken the law?
That baby boy that Celina is carrying
is innocent, Maxine.
He's our client. Yeah, but who even knew
that the baby belonged to the Clarkes?
They've had to been pretty discreet about it.
Well, that's what we got to find out and fast.
Celina's apparently been suffering
from headaches and high blood pressure
for the past month.
That's why they hired her the nurse.
Well, they're thinking pre-eclampsia.
What's that?
It's a malfunction of the placenta.
If eclampsia's confirmed, it could kill her and the baby
if delivery isn't induced right away.
So, what's our strategy?
Well, we need to find her fast, so we divide and conquer.
Can you describe the men who took Celina?
Anything could be useful, Noelle.
I was very scared.
Two men came out of the first car, both white,
and then behind, uh... two more men.
Black, I think. Can you tell me anything else...
uh... tall, short? Anything?
I have to go to work.
You can walk with me.
I can't believe this is happening.
Can you show me some of the threats
the Hand of Death have made against you?
Of course.
How well did you know Celina?
I worked with her for a month, since the headaches began.
Can you think of anyone who may have wanted to harm her...
old acquaintances, an ex-boyfriend?
Did she know many people in Nice?
I don't know. I don't think so. Okay, Ms. Alli, please.
Do you think there's any chance Celina wanted to run away?
I-I don't know.
How did you meet Celina?
She was waitressing in our favorite bistro.
She had just arrived in the country.
We liked her, then we became friends.
She watched us go through IVF treatment,
and it's just disappointment after disappointment.
And then, two years ago, we had a stillbirth.
Oh, I'm sorry.
And then one night, she just...
She just told us that she wanted to help us.
Celina had offered us a chance to make our dreams come true.
I mean, we took every precaution.
We got her an apartment to keep things quiet,
did the IVF treatment in Spain,
and we hired Noelle when she started feeling unwell.
I mean, everything to keep her safe.
Somehow, the dream's just become a nightmare.
They left 100 of them in our offices.
They sent thousands of e-mails, horrible photos.
Not just threats, of course.
I was there when they fire-bombed our offices
in Kinshasa three years ago.
But, uh... nothing ever came to your home?
No.
I checked through Celina's apartment.
Couldn't find much... but that's maybe because
someone else had been through it first.
I'm guessing they were looking for her passport
since I couldn't find it.
Maybe they're planning on taking her somewhere.
Eric.
Okay, contact.
Hello?
Paul Clarke?
No, this is Eric Beaumont of Crisis Resolution.
We have Celina.
Okay, and just out of interest, who are "We"?
We're the ones who talk. You're the ones who listen.
The Clarkes cannot go to the police
to report Celina's abduction, but we have a solution...
$5 million in a Swiss bank account
by noon tomorrow.
Proof of life will arrive shortly.
Goodbye.
$5 million?
We can't get $5 million, not by noon tomorrow.
Who are you? Why am I here?
Please, stay calm. It's for you and your baby.
What are you doing?! Help!
I have to do this.
That's proof of life.
What have they done to her?
And this came with it.
The baby!
I need some air.
We should talk about this demand.
Our ransom insurance provides up to a million dollars.
There's roughly another million in my wife's trust.
To get to five, we'd have to sell the house.
We can't do that by noon tomorrow.
We need to know who we're dealing with.
And it seems very unlikely it's the Hand of Death.
Is there any light that you could shed on it?
No.
I don't believe you, Mr. Clarke.
Why would I lie?
Well, I'm not saying you're lying... per se,
but you are holding back.
Do you know what a person's cognitive load is?
It's the maximum amount of information
that you can process at any one time.
Now, if you exceed it,
your brain starts shutting down nonessential functions,
like twirling that pen around your fingers.
It's a very simple question.
You shouldn't have to think about it.
Two weeks ago...
Celina threatened to go to the police
unless I paid her off, said we'd never get the baby.
It came totally out of the blue. She's not like that.
I couldn't tell Sarah. She'd be devastated.
Why didn't you say anything before?
Celina obviously hasn't gone and staged her own kidnapping.
Did she say what prompted her to ask for the money?
No.
She has nothing really...
except what she makes from waitressing.
But to threaten you, Mr. Clarke,
as you say, it's... out of character.
What are you doing?
I have a headache.
I need to see the doctor.
Please.
Please!
My baby could die.
Look, the Clarkes, they have money.
You have to help me.
They can give you whatever it is that you want.
Please.
Please!
Oliver said she was being evasive.
Still no answer.
Yeah, Noelle's hiding something.
She may be our only link to Celina.
See if you can find her and convince her to talk.
I'll wait here a little longer.
Okay.
Maybe try the hospital.
Celina's blood pressure has risen.
Well, that's hardly surprising. She's under a lot of stress.
Probably 'cause she's just been abducted.
I took a blood sample. I can take it to the lab...
No.
No blood sample.
I won't let some lab technician blow this.
Okay. D'accord.
But if something happens to her or the baby,
it's not kidnapping, it's murder.
Well, just remember, if she dies,
there's just as much blood on your hands as mine.
You're being well paid.
Good afternoon, Celina.
I'm sorry to hear you're not feeling well.
And I'm sorry for this... unpleasantness.
It's temporary, of course. I don't want to harm you.
In fact, I want to take you
to a fantastic private hospital tomorrow.
Take me there now.
Uh, let me finish.
And afterwards, when you deliver the baby,
I want to give you a half a million euros.
All you have to do is give up the baby.
I can't do that.
It's not your baby, Celina. It was never meant to be.
You can always have another one.
Okay. I see you're gonna need some time.
But this is a good deal I'm offering,
and the longer you resist, the greater risk to that child.
In a few hours, you'll realize
there's really only one option here.
Who are you?!
Zara.
Eric, we found no encrypted data
in the e-mails or proof-of-life photo.
They were scrubbed clean.
And I can't get anything from the recording,
not even the program used to disguise it.
I'm really hoping this is all just preamble to the good news.
Whoever this guy is, he's uber-professional, right?
So we started looking into Paul's past with his charity,
and we turned up something... pretty spicy.
I like spicy.
This is Dylan Figgis.
Oh, God.
Old pal of yours?
Uh... he's just a fixer for hire,
pretends to be legitimate.
We used his services until we found out
the truth about him.
Three years ago,
he was up before a U.S. Senate subcommittee.
One of a litany of things he and his company
were accused of was... aggravated kidnapping.
He only narrowly avoided jail,
but they did strip away licenses from his business, seize assets,
and your testimony against him was key to that, Mr. Clarke.
Do you think he took her?
Lots of people testified against Figgis, not just me.
He flew into Nice International Airport
four days ago.
Awfully big coincidence.
You have any way to contact Mr. Figgis?
I can ask.
Someone will have a phone number for him.
Okay, good, but you can't pay the $5 million demand, correct?
Not by noon tomorrow. Impossible.
But we can negotiate, Mr. Beaumont.
I can, but the success of a negotiation
usually depend on building trust with the hostage taker.
Mr. Dylan Figgis trusts no one.
So, if he took Celina, then how do we get her back?
Well, we'll use a strategy called "Positionism."
We express our position,
and we don't budge until he accepts
without any real compensation given.
But why would he agree to that?
Because there's reason to believe
Celina urgently requires medical attention, Mr. Clarke.
And a hostage isn't worth much to a hostage taker
if she's dead.
Merci.
Bonjour, madam. Parlez vous anglais?
Um... just a little.
I'm looking for Noelle Alli. She works here part time, right?
Mm-hmm.
Do you have any idea how I might reach her?
Oh, maybe at the lab.
Here.
Merci beaucoup.
Hey!
Noelle?
Okay.
Merci.
How is it?
Lucie, may I talk to you a moment?
How was your walk? Refreshing?
We need to find out what's wrong.
No, you need to do as I tell you.
That's what I'm paying you for.
Please. Feel free.
It's the blood test, isn't it?
Well...?
She's developed eclampsia.
We need to take her to a hospital immediately.
What's going on?
She's going to start having convulsions,
then she'll suffer a stroke and fall into coma.
They're both going to die!
Lucie.
Lucie, please.
Please, can you just help us?
Please?
Hey, Dylan. Now, I know what you're thinking.
"Why are Paul and Sarah Clarke calling?"
I would introduce myself, but we've already spoken.
Although I guess this time, you're gonna sound a little less
like Darth Vader with a head cold.
I'm sorry. I really have no idea what you're talking about.
You know what? You seem like a man with expensive taste.
Have you eaten in any good restaurants since you've been here?
It's just me and my team are gonna need somewhere to go
right after you bring Celina back.
I... think you're confusing me with someone else.
Listen, I'm gonna go. I'm really very busy.
Call location is bouncing around.
It's basically untraceable.
Now, it's not totally clear to me yet exactly who
you and your team are working for,
but I have a message for them and you...
You have asked for $5 million.
I have a counteroffer... nothing.
Okay... You know, in fact,
I'd like you to pay us for Celina's medical treatment
and, no doubt, the therapy it's going to take
to make sure she fully recovers
from what you've put her through.
And I'm gonna send you the bill for that dinner
me and my friends are gonna enjoy.
Don't take too long to respond.
We both know that this is a time-sensitive situation.
Latency and timing were totally off.
It's definitely him.
I've been in a lot of negotiations,
but I've... never heard anything like that.
Underneath the superficial cool, he's worried.
Yeah, Figgis has a lot to lose.
Normally he's operating under some dictator's bogus authority.
But on French soil, if he gets caught,
he'll feel the full weight of the law.
This'll force him to accelerate things.
Knock on wood, make a mistake,
that means we get Celina and the baby back safe.
We'll leave you to your work.
Well, I think that tallies with your theory.
Noelle was at the hospital. I'm sure of it.
What if the diagnosis of eclampsia has been confirmed?
She may only have hours left.
All right, see if you can find Noelle,
maybe another nurse she works with.
You two keep digging into Figgis.
He's got to be working for someone.
Oh, trying to keep busy.
That's our latest initiative to provide safe drinking water.
We're trying to distribute them
all across Sub-Saharan Africa eventually.
They're economic, efficient, and environmentally friendly.
Sarah, who knew Celina was your surrogate?
Me, Noelle, Celina, and Paul... nobody else.
So how could Dylan Figgis know to target her?
I have no idea. Truly.
If you want to know the truth, I blame myself.
I presume you know that I... We...
We had a stillbirth.
I don't know if I can explain that experience
in any meaningful way, but the labor took 10 hours.
And... it was difficult,
and... painful.
And when it was all over, there was just this silence.
I've never been in a room so quiet.
So...
...when Celina volunteered...
...I mean, Paul had misgivings
for all the reasons you can imagine,
but...
...he knew how much I wanted that child.
So he did everything he could to make it happen.
Must have been difficult on your marriage.
Yes, but Paul's a great man, and he does amazing things,
and I love him.
Unfortunately... love's not enough, is it?
You need to really communicate
or those tiny little fissures and cracks in a marriage...
I mean, they can...
They can grow into something much more dangerous.
Come on. Come on.
Why are you letting that negotiator call me?
I couldn't stop him.
$5 million, by the way? You know we don't have that.
Well, that's cheap considering
we're about to have a dead girl on our hands.
She's got the pre...
Pre-so-bad-I-can't-even-pronounce-it.
Oh, God. That's it then.
We'll have to take her to a hospital.
I'll... I'll lose everything.
No, you won't. She's not going to any hospital.
I can't let her die.
I'm afraid that's not your call.
I... I-I can't do this.
Well, Paul, look at this way...
at least you won't have to change any diapers.
No, no. Listen. We need to talk about this.
Please.
Lighthouse Bar in half an hour.
Don't make me wait.
It's for seizures.
Will it stop them?
For an hour or two.
And then what?
The baby will die if we don't go to the hospital.
I'm trying to help.
Then try harder.
This way. Noelle will meet us.
Okay, this way.
He's not here yet, huh?
Man, you drove here fast.
It's lucky you brought that phone for me to follow.
And, uh... this...
I guess this is the one you use to...
keep in touch with Mr. Figgis.
I... um...
He's probably gonna be here any second,
so why don't you start talking before he and his friends
walk in and put a bullet in the back of both our skulls?
Okay. You okay?
Not much further.
Noelle?
Yes?
It's okay. Come on. Okay?
It's a trap.
All right, I tell you what, Mr. Clarke.
How about I run through my theory,
and you just let me know whether I'm on the right track, okay?
Look at me.
I don't believe Celina tried to extort money from you,
not someone who would volunteer to be your surrogate.
But something drove you to make a deal with the devil.
So what was it?
Maybe the struggle for a baby strained your marriage.
I mean, Celina was an attractive presence
in your life, in your home.
She idolized you, and one night it just happened.
It was around the time of the IVF treatment.
Maybe she was worried it hadn't worked,
maybe she regretted what she had done.
Everything was in flux, emotions were running high,
and you two... had sex.
That probably only happened once.
And when it became clear
that she was pregnant,
she thought she could forget about it.
I mean, she was the surrogate... nothing more, nothing less.
Celina wanted to forget it ever happened,
but she couldn't.
What if the baby wasn't from the IVF?
What if it was from your night together?
So, she gets a DNA test, and it's her baby...
not Sarah's.
I mean, Celina couldn't give up her own baby,
and she couldn't let Sarah live with the lie.
That's what she told you. Not that she wanted money.
She told you you needed to tell the truth to Sarah,
but you couldn't do that, could you, Paul?
Your wife's money,
the charity you'd worked your whole life to build...
I mean, you'd lose it all.
Dylan, he's going to be here.
Oh, yeah. Thank you. Him.
You were forced to hire a man you hate,
because you knew he could and would clean up your mess,
convince Celina to disappear, return the baby to Sarah,
used your wife's trust fund to pay for his services.
But it hasn't worked out how you planed.
I mean, Figgis has gone rouge.
How much did you agree, originally?
$2 million.
Hmm. He kind of did want revenge.
$5 million would... would wipe you out.
But he thought you'd pay, and maybe you would have.
But unfortunately, Celina and the baby are about to die
along with those nurses that Figgis has hired.
So decide and decide quickly.
Are you really ready to sacrifice all those lives
to preserve your own?
Where are we going?
Oh, getting you some help.
I went to the bar. Where were you?
That negotiator followed me. I had to leave.
So he suspects you.
He can't prove anything,
but he's convinced Sarah not to pay.
What are we going to do?
Oh, I'm taking care of things.
Be at the port in one hour. I'm bringing Celina.
And also, I'm a little short on cash.
Whatever you can spare.
What now?
We've got an hour.
Time for you to have a talk with your wife.
Sarah, please try to understand.
Oh, my God!
Please.
Okay, look alive. Game time.
Get them on the boat.
Paul?
What's on the boat?
The answer to all our problems.
Now, have you got what I need?
200,000 euros.
That'll do... for now.
What's going to happen to them?
Paul...
I think you know.
Okay, go, go, go, go, go!
She's really not well. Please.
Shh.
Dylan Figgis?
Eric Beaumont.
Nice to meet you in person, finally.
You think I won't shoot?
Oh, I'm absolutely sure you would.
Stay quiet. You okay?
You're wondering, "What's he doing?
Why isn't he afraid?"
You're thinking so much, you're finding it hard to act.
You're reaching the edge of your cognitive load.
Don't feel bad. There's a lot of it going around.
She's really bad. I know.
You're wondering "Is there a sniper?
Is someone about to shoot?"
Let me spare you the suspense. There isn't.
I don't... threaten lives. I save them.
It is my one and only priority.
Can we go now? Not yet.
The basis of a negotiation is identifying a common interest,
but you're only interest is yourself.
That narrows my options.
Luckily, what's best for you is also what's best for Celina.
Look behind you.
Paul has very kindly signed a written statement
outlining everything the two of you have done together.
And then there is this.
That'll do... for now.
What's going to happen to them?
I'm not going to jail.
No. You're not.
Because when you let us take Celina,
I'm gonna let you walk away.
What, you think it's a trap? It's not.
A good negotiator never lies, and like I told you,
saving lives is my one and only priority.
Is she okay?
She's unconscious.
We should bring her to the hospital right away. Okay.
I don't care about rest. Here. Take it.
There could be a thousand copies of this.
And there's his statement.
This is the problem with psychopaths.
It's so hard to build trust with you guys.
And that is why I will not double-cross you.
If I let you go now and sell you out later,
next time I've got a situation like this...
and sadly, there will be a next time...
maybe they'll have heard
that Eric Beaumont doesn't keep his word.
So an innocent person will die, and I can't take that risk.
So drop the gun and the money and walk away a free man.
It's a good deal, Mr. Figgis. You should take it.
Oliver, we need an ambulance now.
Okay, the ambulance is on its way.
Come on.
Sarah...
it might not seem like it now...
but I did it for us.
You have to believe me.
Stand up... walk out...
and never speak to me or anyone I know ever again.
I can't believe we're letting him
and that other bastard get away.
Oh, we'll be seeing Dylan Figgis again soon.
We'll make sure of that, all right?
But we lost.
Well, not yet we didn't.
The guest of honor has arrived.
Here we are.
Oh. Oh, I'm so happy you could come.
Me, too. Oh, wow.
That's amazing. Thank you.
Oh, no. This is the wine for me.
Oh, don't worry. There's plenty more.
I know how to throw a Charity Fundraiser.
We're going to get a lot of rich people very drunk.
Speaking of,
I'm sure we can count on your generosity, Eric.
Well, don't get your hopes up.
Dig deep. Little Eric needs a good world to grow up in.
Eric?
Really?
No, his name's Sebastian.
Oh.
Great, You invite me to speak at your charity function,
then lampoon me. Open the wine.
Give me that baby.
He wants to negotiate. That's what we do.