Riviera (2017) s01e07 Episode Script

I cannot square the man that I married.
- With everything that I've learned.
- Does the name Jakob Negrescu mean anything to you? Elena.
Who is she? No.
"It".
They were laundering money on a massive scale.
And I was helping them.
He says he won't see you.
I've found him.
I found John Brandeis.
No one fucks me over.
No one.
Georgina Clios, you're under arrest.
I know what you're trying to do.
Stop it! Stop it! Stop it! Stop it! Stop it! Cold night.
Localised power cut, I'm afraid.
I'm sorry about that.
Seems there was a bureaucratic oversight and they forgot to return your clothes after you were searched.
Here you.
Can I ask someone to fetch you a coffee? Well you'll want to phone your family, of course.
- Adam? - Hello.
Irina? Yes, Georgina, everything all right? I've been arrested.
Darling, what a nightmare.
It was Jukes, I can't get a hold of - my lawyer.
I've been here all night! - I'll get a lawyer down there right away.
The very best.
Stay strong.
- What's going on? - Jukes arrested Georgina.
- What? - She spent last night in a cell.
We, we need to get down to the station.
That will only make things worse.
I'll arrange representation.
Anyway, we promised we'd see Christos.
Go see Christos if you want.
I'm going to the station.
Constantine's off-book art market transactions all involved Brandeis.
Now we have bank statements, it's building to a strong case.
Against Brandeis, perhaps.
Not enough to charge her.
- I haven't interrogated her yet.
- And you will not.
Jukes.
Put your efforts into catching Brandeis but you can't go after people like her just because they piss you off.
A strip search? For fraud? It was all done perfectly correctly by a female Officer.
And playing games in the night? Yes, I've heard.
She could sue us for that.
Look, she's tired, she's strung out.
If I talk to her now Let her go.
And walk carefully, Jukes.
Remember, you have no authority here without my approval.
Madame Clios! Look this way! Let's go.
Are you all right? I came as soon as I heard.
You're out now.
That's the important thing.
Yeah.
They arrested her.
Can you believe it!? - I wonder if she's out yet.
- Who did you put on it? - No one - No one?! I was getting round to it! Of course it's possible they do have something on her.
None of us really know how involved she was in Constantine's business, do we? She's one of us.
Really? Listen.
I know I was a pain, last time you visited and I'm sorry.
I was going through a hard time.
But It's better now.
And besides, there's someone here who's really helping me.
- Who? - Just a friend.
Yeah, right.
That's wonderful, of course.
Feeling better? Do you know what I was thinking about? In that cell? No.
My father.
He ripped people off, a thousand ways.
And I was part of the con.
He used me.
Made him seemed more wholesome to have a little girl.
I came all the way to Europe to get away from him.
But there I was, sitting in a jail cell.
Just like him.
Jukes should never have done that to you.
Jukes? This one's on Constantine.
Constantine did this to me.
He did it to all of us, in a way.
Well I'm going to do something about it.
Thanks for the tea.
- Where are you going? - I'm going to get some answers.
Hey, Georgie, d'you wanna co The vault.
That statement wasn't there before yesterday.
You planted it.
Yes.
There was a good reason.
You wanted to get me arrested? And take my paintings? I know it looks bad, but it wasn't like that.
Ok.
So where are they? Remember, I know what you do Robert.
Why don't you come inside and I'll show you.
When I heard about the warrant I knew I had to do something about the Brandeis paintings.
You switched them.
No, not quite.
There wasn't much time.
I didn't want to pin them too securely, in case I damaged the paintings underneath.
But I needed to throw them off your scent.
And so I left the bank statements as a smoking gun so that they wouldn't look at the paintings too closely.
Your Scheile.
I couldn't just walk out of the vault with them so I decided to hide them.
You see.
I was trying to lay a trail to Brandeis, and shift attention away from you.
That was smart! And it worked.
So do you erm, think you can trust me again? I'm sorry.
It was a bad night.
You have no idea how humiliating that was for me.
I'm sorry, Georgie.
I didn't think Jukes would arrest you.
- I had no idea he'd go that far.
- If we don't stop him, that's going - to be the next few years of my life.
- What do you wanna do? The only way to get me out of this mess is to make sure that Brandeis takes the fall.
So we make him real.
But then what? Is that going to work? Yes, listen.
If Brandeis donates a painting, it'll cause a stir.
Art world recluse turns up to gallery unveiling, it'll be all over the papers.
Jukes sees his photo, he's on his trail and leaves us alone.
Are you sure you want to sacrifice The Schiele to the cause, it's a lot of money to lose.
It's worth millions.
I could help you sell it.
Robert, breathe.
It'll be worth it.
What about one of the other works? No.
It has to be that one.
I know that Sonya Roche is dying to get her hands on a Schiele.
Alright.
Do you speak Italian? I'm afraid I don't.
Then let's hope he speaks French.
Let's use the Hotel King Phillipe.
He'll love that.
Mr.
Luigi.
- Hello.
- Hi.
Well actually Sonia, Mr.
Brandeis is a great admirer of the work you're doing here at the gallery and so he wanted to donate The Schiele.
We would consider that an extraordinarily generous gesture.
Follow me.
You'll forgive the formality, Robert.
But you never can tell these days.
Between you and me Sonia, Mr.
Brandeis is looking to get a bit more recognition for his philanthropy.
A public unveiling would be perfect.
I'd be happy to discuss that with him directly.
Mr.
Brandeis has designated me his intermediary.
Pardon me for being blunt, Robert.
But you're a fringe operator with a certain reputation.
I wouldn't invite you to a party.
Why would Brandeis? He has his peculiarities.
I have to warn you, Sonia, Mr.
Brandeis has attached two requirements to the donation.
I am one.
And the other is that the unveiling needs to happen tomorrow afternoon.
And I'm afraid it's take it or leave it.
How'd it go? She nibbled.
Just as you predicted.
You still love coming out to this old place? What is it, happy memories of Constantine? Constantine hated it.
It belonged to my parents.
They didn't come from money.
I used to love it as a child.
Constantine never could understand it.
I suppose some small part of me wanted to hold onto what life was like before him.
Is that why you used to bring me here? Perhaps you reminded me of life before him too.
An old house, that's me now.
- You've gone up in the world.
- Well not as much as you.
I'm rapidly falling back to nothing.
- Come on.
- It's true.
Kids, they don't need me anymore.
Only thing in my life that's always here for me is this place.
Irina, self-pity doesn't really suit you.
You should do something.
You should get the Villa Carmella back.
Oh you think it's that simple? She'll never give it back.
Not the villa, not the art, not my daughter! Why'd you invite me here? No truly? Why am I here? I never brought Adriana here.
Do you know why? No.
I think she was conceived upstairs.
Adriana? I want my life back.
You have to help me.
- See you later.
- Sonia! Hi, Sonia.
I knew you'd come.
- Jukes.
- It's Anderton, looks like Brandeis is in town at Gallery le Roche.
He's unveiling a donation.
Some sort of impromptu thing.
My invitation arrived this morning.
- I'm here now.
- Right.
Madame Roche? Mr.
Brandeis.
Such a pleasure to meet you, and to be able to thank you for your wonderful donation.
Christophe, here! May I Here we are.
This is how I want.
Thank you.
Our pleasure.
Schiele, such expressive use of lines.
It's absolutely perfect in this space, wouldn't you agree? Georgina, oh, darling.
Oh, it's so good to see you back in the thick of things again.
Absolutely awful, what happened.
Outrageous to take your collection.
Unbelievable, what you're going through.
Thank you.
Georgina if there is anything at all I can do.
- Shit! - Are you all right? Excuse me! Gentlemen, it's time to go.
- Sorry.
- Now.
Yes, now! - Robert, what are you doing? - I'm sorry but I was just Get Carlsson out the side entrance.
And see if you can delay Jukes.
- But Jukes isn't - Police! Quiet everyone! Silence! John Brandeis! I'm looking for John Brandeis.
Lucas, it's Robert.
They are on the way.
We know he's here! Brandeis.
Then I will take the name, address and identification of everyone in this room.
Alain downstairs! Upstairs! Get that camera out of my face! Fuck.
Fuck.
Fuck.
Hold this.
Damn it.
Okay.
Come on.
You don't have a light, do you? What the hell do you think you're doing? Brandeis.
Jon Brandeis.
He donated The Schiele painting.
Where is he? - Mr.
Brandeis, he isn't here? - Apparently not.
Then I think we can assume he has left.
Meet with Brandeis, did you? I came to an unveiling, just like everyone else.
Well I was invited.
Are you Anderton's plus one.
That's sweet.
Just checking the provenance of your collection for me.
Boss.
We've tracked him to the King Phillipe.
Good work.
Squad! With me! He's not here.
Let's go! Let's go! You could stay for a drink! Ok.
Looking for a private game? As it happens, I'm here to talk business.
There is something I want.
And I think you can get it for me.
What is it? It's Elena, Constantine Clios' hard drive.
It contains sensitive information but now it is locked up in a police station.
I have my own problems with the police right now.
Delormes? You're well informed, my friend.
Perhaps together we can resolve my problem and yours.
Excuse me.
Monsieur.
Officer Jukes, Interpol, Mr.
John Brandeis please.
Mr.
Brandeis, Mr.
John Brandeis open the door.
Boss.
Have a look at this.
Brazil.
Call the airport.
Now! Yes, sir.
Yes, I would like to check Thank you.
There you are.
They are saying flight left on schedule.
Forty-five minutes ago.
Looks like he's gone.
Shit.
Good Robert.
Yeah.
Great, so he made his flight.
Then we did it! I wonder what he's thinking.
How he managed to get away with it for so long? What are you doing in here, anyway? I thought since the room wasn't being used any more, I could take it over.
Pick up my book again.
Trouble is, I'm not sure if I can work with him disapproving over my shoulder.
Then he goes.
Are you sure? Yeah.
- Here! - Yes, I've seen it.
What the fuck do you think you were doing? Storming like that into a gallery as if it were some terrorist cell.
I had reason to believe - You overreached yourself.
- Look, we're that close.
There is no extradition where Brandeis went.
- So we talk to the Brazilians.
- It's over, Jukes.
If you wanna keep investigating Constantine Clios, you'd better find another angle.
Or find another job.
Boss? - Call Georgina Clios.
- Yep.
- Hello? - Hey Adriana.
Morning.
- Jacob? - Yes, it's me.
Hey, I haven't seen you since the gala.
Would you like to come to my club tonight? Oh shit.
Sophie! What? What's that? That's my mum's when she married my dad.
Oh, no way, try it on! - No, I can't, she'd go nuts.
- Come on, Adriana.
You're going to look great in this, try it on.
Sophie, no! Come on, do it.
Ok.
- I've got it.
- Way! Come on Okay.
What are we doing tonight? I wanna have some fun! Well there's somewhere I think I can get us into.
- Yeah? - Special invitations.
And it's this older guy's place.
- It's insane there.
- What older guy? You'll meet him.
It'll be fun.
Yeah, better be.
Ok.
Mom.
What are you doing? I'm, I'm sorry, we were just messing around.
It was my fault, Madame Clios No, I wanted to put it on.
Sophie's being loyal.
Do I look like you? I mean when you married Dad? Yes.
Very young.
No.
You played me.
I have no idea what you're talking about.
I was meant to go charging into the gallery, wasn't I? While Brandeis what? Sneaks out the back into a waiting car? Leaves the country with a false passport then flies straight back with a real one? Oh, wow, you must be imagining him sitting in some café in Nice laughing his ass off reading about your fuck up in the paper.
You know about the false passport then? Just a guess.
I s'pose I shouldn't be surprised.
Given your, erm, origins.
The investigation into the bank will be ongoing.
Anything else? We've decided not to pursue charges against you for the time being, although if any fresh evidence presents itself.
You can go.
What is it? The collection.
My paintings.
I want them returned.
In due course.
Immediately.
Or perhaps you'd rather I sue for mistreatment? You can keep The Lorrain, it's a fake anyway.
- Brandeis screwed us too.
- What? Didn't Geoffrey notice? He always did have a terrible eye.
Hang it on your wall, if you like.
It'll be returned along with the rest.
Fine.
Now you can go.
Oh God, I thought you said it wouldn't be a problem? I'm trying.
I've texted him, he hasn't answered yet.
Ok, we should go and find Dominique instead.
No, I told him to meet us here.
Adriana! Well, actually your mother has forbidden me from seeing you so Well, you know her.
She's just over-protective sometimes.
And besides, I'm old enough to handle myself.
So I see.
Anything you want, you ask her.
- Anything.
- Thanks.
Anything we want.
- Yeah, shut up, ok! He's your genie? - Genie? He grants you a wish and all you have to do is rub his lamp.
I told you it's not like that.
Oh thanks.
Thanks.
Is something up? No.
Just thought you might want to celebrate! Come on in.
We should take Les flics for a ride more often.
We absolutely should.
- To Les flics.
- Les flics.
- Are we okay? - What do you mean? I mean, - are we okay? - Yeah, of course we are! We didn't even toast to Jukes.
The bastard! The bastard.
God, I wish I could have seen his face.
- And to Egon Schiele.
- And his expressive use of line.
Cheers.
Adam, I Celebrating something? Ah, every day's an escapade.
I think I've mentioned Robert before.
We met at the institute.
- Pleased to meet you.
- Yes, you too.
- Georgina has mentioned you, I think.
- Come, join us.
Well, it's getting late, so I thought maybe I should be heading off.
Oh, ok.
Ah, nice to meet you.
Bye, Georgie.
You both have a great night.
- Hey you, asshole come here.
- What the fuck man! Stop! What the fuck do you think you are doing? Come on.
Come on.
We gotto go.
Ada, I said we need to go.
It's Ok.
No worries.
- Sophie, we have to go.
- No, he's being fucking asshole, right? He deserved to be thrown out.
It's our night, don't let him ruin it.
I can't believe he's out of my life.
Dad? No.
Jukes.
Well I've got something I've got to do.
- Georgina - Yeah? When the book's done, I'm going to dedicate it to you.