03x05 - The Great Escape

[bunniefuu]

[Spanish style music plays]

♪ Biddly-bum-bom-bom-bom-bom-bom ♪

[continues scatting]

Mallory.

Why don't you maybe
be quiet for a little time now?

My apologies, mon amigo,
I'm just very excited to be back.

[man speaking Spanish]

[speaking Spanish]

[speaking Spanish]

[dramatic music plays]

[tyres screeching]

[speaking Spanish]

[horn honking]

- Alonso!
- [speaking Spanish]

- [horn honking]
- Five,

four, three, two, one.

Noguera!

Noguera!

Noguera!

Alonso? Alonso!

Ooh!

[engines revving and tyres screeching]

[Mallory singing]
♪ But despite all the temptations ♪

♪ To belong to other nations ♪

♪ He remains an Englishman ♪

♪ He remains an E-e-e ♪

♪ Englishman ♪

[laughing]

[theme song playing]

[jazz music plays on the radio]

- [music stops]
- Oh, what?

Well, we're almost there.
And I've suffered enough.

Nope. These guys suffer.

They've done the suffering
so we can reap their reward.

Every note is a day's pain.

- But, yeah, conversation for another time.
- Yeah.

Okay, our escapee.

Aled Mallory.

Studied accountancy in London.

Worked in London for 25 years.

Got a nicely paid job in Barcelona.

But I guess the money wasn't enough.

Ended up cooking the books
and going to jail.

For some reason,
they were moving him here.

Overcrowding in Barcelona?

It's a question.

But an escaped prisoner, though.
Kind of interesting.

He's hardly Hannibal Lecter, Max.

- [sighs]
- [jazz music starts on the radio]

[Max] Okay...

Muchas gracias, Officer Guijarro.

All right.

So the guard they knocked out
is called Noguera.

He's been signed off for three days.

- Very quick. No witnesses.
- [Miranda] Mm.

Only after the fact.

The planning. Quiet road.

Minimal violence. Slick.

And the transfer was last minute.
Inside help?

Information at least.

- Let's check out the van.
- [Max] Yeah.

Here.

Hm. Looks like he didn't have time
to take any of his stuff.

Or he didn't care.

Oh. It's quite oppressive in here.

I know, but can we just focus, please?

No family photos.

Only a Greek goddess.

Roman, actually.

Juno Moneta. The protectress of money.

Mallory named his holiday home
in Mallorca after her.

Yeah. Quite amusing, I suppose,
for a dishonest accountant.

Well, you must be Detective Blake
and Detective Winter?

Detective Benito Mancuso,
Barcelona Police.

But you can call me Benny.

I'm here to investigate the escape.

[Max] Oh, me too.

Max.

Well, I'm glad you're here,
Detective Mancuso,

because I've got some questions for you.

Why was an accountant jailed for crimes
in Barcelona

being transferred here to Mallorca?

That is a good question, huh.

But I'm not gonna answer it.

How about we do this outside
in the fresh air? Yeah?

All right. [groans]

[exhales]

Wow. Nice car. Is that yours?

Yup.

And what is that, a V6?



Not to interrupt the, er, male bonding,

but as we're working on the same case,
perhaps we could discuss it?

Well, it would be helpful if we were,
but since we're not...

From the Chief of Barcelona Police
giving me jurisdiction.

[chuckles] No, no, no.
This is a British citizen.

- On our island.
- [chuckles] Our island.

Never heard you call it that before.

She can be a little up and down about it.

Well, it's understandable.
England has all the good weather.

- [chuckles]
- Well, Inspector Villegas

from Palma Police
will never stand for this.

I look forward to her call.

The commissioner says Detective Mancuso
has jurisdiction over the Mallory case.

He has also been granted

full use of local uniform
to conduct searches.

Oh, thanks so much
for fighting our corner, Inés.

Erm, should we wave protest banners
outside the Commissioner's office?

Hm...

Hey. I wanted this too, okay?

But it's out of our hands.

And it's not like we don't have
other cases, so...

If it's any consolation,
the commissioner says

Mancuso has closed
a lot of big cases in Barcelona.

Well, he seemed pretty impressive.

[scoffs] Max has a man-crush.

Look, why are they sending
their best detective

for an escaped accountant?

As of now, that is no longer your concern.

[atmospheric music plays]

Noguera was transferred
to Mallorca two months ago.

Guess from where?

Alcatraz.

The same Barcelona prison as Aled Mallory.

Coincidence?

Yeah. Maybe.

No, Mallory's escape was depandent
on a lot of information getting through.

You think Noguera was in on it?

I think the guy was assaulted
and left unconscious.

You heard Inés.

You're right.

Officer Noguera was assaulted.

A Mallorcan citizen.

A crime with local jurisdiction.

I'm going to miss us
hanging out like this...

when they fire you. [sighs]

There was smoke.

Someone hit me.

And that was the end, you know?

Er, I woke up. It was,

"Hey, Noguera, are you okay, man?"

- Then the hospital.
- Mm.

But you knew Mallory pretty well
from the prison in Barcelona, right?

You didn't suspect anything?

[Noguera] I didn't know him.

He was quiet. In his cell always.

My sister and her husband.

They have-- What is it, inheritance.

Maybe retiring here.
I look at properties for them.

Oh. Must be a nice inheritance.

Yeah, people like us,

we never come close to this money.

[door buzzer ringing]

- Hola.
- [buzzing]

- No...
- [speaking Spanish]

Detective Mancuso. What a nice surprise.

It is very much a surprise.

Well, before you get aerated,
we're here to take a statement

about an as*ault on a Mallorcan citizen.

Of course. Yeah,
someone should do the police work.

I'm just here to clean the windows.

Detective Blake,
can I have a word, please?

Aerated?

This means, like, "fluffy"?

[scoffs] No, no. Not fluffy.

Irritated or annoyed.

Oh, like you.

And also me when you lie.

- Does your inspector know you're here?
- [door buzzer ringing]

- [speaking Spanish]
- Okay, so it's not just me you ignore.

A delivery. Sorry.

- [Miranda clears throat]
- [sighs]

The thing is,
I hate having to make complaints.

You know? All the paperwork.

It drives me crazy.

Is this how you get your kicks, Mancuso?

You just sweep in and treat
the little local cops like idiots?

Only if there's no football on.

[chuckles] You two look like
you're having fun.

Erm, yeah, but since
we've got a statement now--

- Don't we, Miranda? Yeah.
- Yes.

We should get back to the office.

Erm, where's Noguera?

[yelling]

[grunting]

[yelling in Spanish]

Noguera, run!

Get cover!

[tyres screeching]

- Get back! Get out of the way!
- [g*nsh*t]

Max! Get cover!

Get out of the road.

Max, get out the way!

Blake, sh**t the damn tyres!

She doesn't have a g*n.

Where's Noguera?

He ran.

What the hell were they doing there?

Are you okay with them
going against your orders?

Okay, okay.

You want to lower your voice
and how you talk to me. Okay?

Whatever they were doing there,
we now have an attempted kidnapping

of a Mallorcan citizen,

and g*ns fired on a Palma street.

So you need to tell me what you know.

Or I can call the commissioner.

Detective Mancuso...

Mallory was helping people avoid tax.

Pocketing millions of euros, skimming off
the top at his Barcelona firm.

He was facing a lot of years in prison
so he cut a deal.

Freedom? If he gave up his clients.

Yeah. Important clients.

Mallory wanted a transfer
to Mallorca as part of the deal.

You know, he owned a holiday home here
before it was seized.

Can Juno Moneta.

So the men that tried to kidnap Noguera

somehow knew
that he helped Mallory escape?

It's also possible that
there is a leak in the Barcelona Police.

Which is why the investigation
was being kept small.

Any idea which of Mallory's clients
would have hired these men?

It's a long list.

Impossible to know
who had the most to lose.

[phone ringing]

Excuse me.

[speaks Spanish]

Well, they can't keep us
out of this now, can they?

Have those protest banners ready,
Detective.

The kidnap van has been found dumped.

Looks like it's been
wiped clean of prints.

Mm. No surprises.

So we just wait and see
if Noguera uses his phone?

So Detective Mancuso has agreed
to accepting our help.

- Hm.
- Hey, isn't that great, huh?

[Max] Miranda? [laughs nervously]

Yeah, I'm happy for you to take over
surveillance at Can Juno Moneta.

Surveillance at a searched villa
that Mallory wouldn't ever go near?

What would you suggest?

If you're point-person on the escape,

we investigate Noguera's
attempted kidnapping.

Okay. Done.

Good. Good.

Detective Mancuso.

Of course,
we'll need Mallory's client list.

To help us with our investigation.

Of course. But I expect you
to keep me updated.

No, that's what we thought as well.

Okay, sure. Thanks, Roberto.

Bye.

No prints on the van.

No phone calls inside the island
from Noguera's phone

except for the luxury villa people.

Now that can't be right.

Hm...

You know I was thinking about
the brochures.

Maybe Noguera was using those viewings
to scope out a safe house for Mallory.

Yeah. A chance to get the security codes

of the empty villas.

[sighs]

You think we should mention it to Mancuso?

No. And I'm not game playing, okay?

This could lead us to Noguera.

He needs a safe house
himself at the moment.

So we think Noguera's
using a burner phone?

Yeah, of course.
He's gonna need help to plan it all.

But plan with who, though?

Not like he'd been on the island
long enough to make friends.

He might have made one.

Found that in his jacket pocket.
There's "Lupe" written on the back.

"Los Ultimos Mohicanos."

It's a biker bar.

A biker bar?

[motorbike engines purring]

[rock music plays over speakers]

I don't know him.

We found this in his apartment.

Oh. It's your handwriting.

So why did he have that?

He came in a few times. Arrest me.

Try me one more time.

[sighs]

He was this lonely guy.

I served him drinks
maybe two or three nights

and he asked for my real name.

Here I'm Mina.

We're not allowed to do this, so...

he said he will make my tip


And did he speak to other people?

No. And I'm losing tips now.

[Miranda] Your number.
In case we have to come back to you.

Oh.

The bikers Mallory used for the escape
must have been hired from here.

And I reckon Lupe knows
a lot more than she's letting on.

We can check her phone records.
See if we can tie the two of them.

Ah, Barcelona.

They've sent through a list
of Mallory's clients.

What?

Well, there's some company execs.

An accountant.

Some soap actor.
I don't see any master criminals.

Er, why are there gaps?

Here, Lopez, blank.

Asensio, Santez, blank. Pedri, blank.

He's edited it.

Mancuso's jerking us around.

And you know what, I guarantee you

that he wanted us to refuse surveillance
on Can Juno Moneta.

What is he doing?

Maybe we should go and find out.

[suspenseful music plays]

If you're gonna need a safe house,
why not make it a big one?

[chuckles] Neil Diamond.

Gilbert and Sullivan.

Bob Dylan.

Our man Mallory has eclectic taste.

Oh. From the poster.

Can you get me details
for a company called "Cocodrilo"?

[engine starts]

- If you can get an address...
- Hey!

...that would be great.

Okay, thanks!

That four-by-four was at Lupe's bar.
Come on.

Two five six, that's all I got.

The plate is obscured.

- Max, they're disappearing.
- I'm trying.

They're too far ahead.

We'll never catch them.

Let's try something else. Cocodrilo.

Ah, we've got an address. Vamos.

All right.

[Miranda] Cocodrilo's a Mallorcan
construction company.

It was registered last year
by an Elsa Navarro.

We're here to see Elsa Navarro.

[Max] High security
for a construction company.

[funky music plays]

[speaking Spanish]

Our four-by-four.

No actual way...

What?

That's Leon Grec. Mob guy from Barcelona.

Ruthless.

Rumour he's behind the m*rder
of a female cop.

You mean the kind of guy who could
have an informer in Barcelona Police

and try to snatch a man off the street?

Yup.

Okay...

Mr. Grec?

I have friends who smoke 200 dollar cigars

and drink cognac to prove they enjoy life.

This is my cognac.

Chi-chi.

[speaking Spanish]

Oh...

This is Elsa Navarro.

She is kind enough to keep Castille
for me in her stables.

Oh, Ms. Navarro. Good.

You're the registered director of
a construction company called Cocodrilo.

Your accountant, Aled Mallory,

escaped from a prison van on the island
yesterday morning.

We're trying to find him.

I have no use for a criminal.

I haven't seen him
since he went to prison.

Mr. Grec?

Are you involved in Cocodrilo?

I own several companies.

Elsa oversees them for me.

We saw the four-by-four in your driveway
outside Mallory's holiday home earlier,

as well as outside a biker bar in Algaida.

My staff has business to do
all around the island.

I don't know where they go.

There's also the matter
of a missing prison guard.

Sorry to hear you have mislaid
so many people, detectives.

I'm sure Elsa would not mind
if you wished to search the property.

That won't be necessary.

You know the Friesian breed, detectives?

You can feel such trust with them.

You can train them
to do incredible things,

but then one day if they want to,

they can turn.

And then all the trust is gone.

Mm.

[Grec] Castille. [clicking tongue]

What's going on?

[Max] That was an experience.

Grec has to be the client
Mallory was planning to dish on.

Okay.

- But let's stay focused on--
- Max!

[tyres screeching]

What the hell are you doing?

What am I doing?

You walk into the middle
of my investigation and wreck the case!

What do you mean, "wreck your case"?

[speaking Spanish]

Hey, hey! Let's take a breath

and go and talk this out.

[Miranda] I mean
this is really lovely and everything

and even though we have
nothing else to do today...

Mancuso, if I wanted mind games,

I'd ask Inés for the day off.
What the hell do you wanna say?

I have a tap on the phone
of one of Grec's associates.

Oh, now you share.

Can I talk?

Noguera got spooked after this morning.

Decided to offer Mallory's location
to Grec for 200,000 euros.

Oh, nice guy. How was he going to do that?

Call Grec's contact at 5 pm today

detailing where to drop the money.

Providing the collection goes to plan

he'll call soon after
with Mallory's location.

Are you sure about this phone tap?

Grec came here today to watch Mallory's
last breath, and fly out again.

I was giving him space
to think he could do that

so we could arrest him.

And then...

Then you showed up.

Well, sorry, but this is
what you get for keeping us in the dark!

And worse still,
you actually had us wasting our time.

I'm trying to convict a mob boss.

Maybe you should be better
at your jobs so I can do mine.

How dare you speak to us like that.

You forgot to say "On our island."

- Go to hell.
- Okay, okay, okay, okay.

Is this helping anyone?
You guys feel better for this?

We're going to sort this out now.

We're going to work together, yeah?

Fine.

Fine.

Doing my head in, you two.

Oh, you know what?

We'll go in the same car
to discuss the case.

Er, I don't think so.

Hey. Lupe's phone records came back.

Four calls from the prison guard house
in the last week.

Oh. And the times tie in
with Noguera's shifts.

And three calls from Lupe Valdez
to an unregistered number.

Maybe Noguera's burner.

Mm. She might have known Noguera
a little better than she said.

Yeah. Well, I'm just going
to put this out there,

but I could get used to being chauffeured.

Oh, and you know, you two are in
the companeros seats. [clicks tongue]

[laughs] Ah...

[rock music plays over speakers]

Wow.

Three detectives now.

When my Grandmother has her bag stolen

it takes two weeks for the police
to call her back.

But now I understand.

This is Detective Mancuso.

- Mm-hm.
- He'd like you to tell him about the calls

between you and Noguera.

Especially the ones just before
a man escaped from his prison van.

[laughs nervously] Okay, I lied.

I told you, this with clients,

it's not allowed,
I could lose my crappy job.

But I don't know nothing from any escape.

- No.
- Okay. Look at these, please.

No.

- I don't know these people.
- You sure?

- Yeah.
- Okay, then thank you for your time.

And if you hear from Officer Noguera,

I strongly suggest, for your sake,
that you contact us immediately.

Did I just see you put a listening device
in Lupe's bag?

If Noguera's staying out of sight

then he's gonna need someone
to check the money's been delivered.

I'm pretty sure listening devices
are ill*gal without a court order.

Great. Let's go to a judge.

That might only take a week.

[speaking Spanish]

The most important thing now
is to get a lead on Noguera.

And he knows what will happen
if Grec gets him first, so, yeah.

Makes sense he'd send someone
he trusts to pick up the money.

Or, you know, Lupe.

Yeah? Easy-peasy, lemon difficult.

Thank you.

[Max] So you don't have a partner?

I did. For a while.

Too much of a lone wolf, huh? [laughs]

Just like Miranda when she first arrived.

I wasn't a lone wolf.

Sure you weren't.

But now though, look at us.

Hopefully, you'll find the same.

Mm. Might have to work
on your people skills first, though.

Lupe just told her boss
she needs to take an hour.

Four forty-five. Time for the money drop.

Looks like you might be right.

[suspenseful music plays]

[beeping]

Put the phone down, Lupe.

- Okay, Lupe, you're under arrest.
- Leave me alone.

I've done nothing!

Leave me alone, I've done nothing. I'm--

We've already got you
for assisting a prison escape.

You want to add
accessory to m*rder to that?

[scoffs] m*rder?
What are you talking about?

That package is blood money, Lupe.

A man will die unless you tell us
what you know.

Is-- I-- I don't know nothing
about anyone dying.

Noguera ask me to meet
an English guy in Alcudia

and drive him to Raiguer. That's it.

Where in Raiguer?

The English guy got out, walking

and I don't know, I didn't see where.

And today with the money?

Noguera phoned me at the club.
He said he needed money

to get out of the country.

People are trying to hurt him, you know?

Where were you taking it?

I don't know yet. He's phoning me.

But we were going to have a life,
you know, away from all this.

And how were you gonna tell him
you have the money?

Text, I sent him this, the thumb.

Before you got here
and, and wrecked my life.

[scoffs] He's already called Grec
with his location,

and we have nothing.

Well, maybe not. Wait, wait, Max.

The idea you had about the properties
Noguera was viewing.

Uniform are on to that, right?

You think any of those
could be in Raiguer?

- All right, vamos.
- I've done nothing por favor. Please.

[suspenseful music plays]

Mallory.

Clean.

It's Noguera.

Mallory's glasses.

Noguera's burner.

Grec's men probably traced the call
when he phoned

to give Mallory's location.

- Yeah.
- So you suspected

Noguera was looking for a safe house?

That was news to me.

- Would you have listened to us?
- [phone ringing]

Well, we got here when we got here.

Noguera wasn't very good at this.

Inés, Noguera's dead, Mallory's gone.

[indistinct voice on the phone]

What?

Are they sure about that?

Okay, thanks.

You might be wrong about Grec
not taking the risk.

Surveillance says he's on the move.

So this is where surveillance
said they'd stopped.

Detectives.

I have business in Barcelona, so...

my vacation is gonna be a little shorter
than I'd have liked it to be.

Senor Grec and I wish you
continued luck with your investigations.

I was sorry to hear about your partner,
Detective Mancuso.

My condolences.

Maybe we will talk again in Barcelona, hm?

The same men Grec hired to k*ll Noguera

are probably on their way to k*ll Mallory.

And Grec, Grec is gonna be
nowhere near it.

We are part of his alibi.

[speaking Spanish]

Mancuso has ordered the guard
off Mallory's house.

Barcelona thinks he's already dead.

Do you want to talk to him about that?

- [Miranda clears throat]
- Detective?

She made a joke about Mancuso's partner
not being able to put up with him,

and now we think maybe
his partner was k*lled by Grec.

Oh.

I guess that explains
why the case meant so much to him.

[Max] Yeah.

I'm not feeling guilty.

[g*nshots]

[g*nshots continue]

Try it.

I know it's not
a standard issue in Britain,

but you are in Spain.

I'm good.

What can I do for you, Detective?

I didn't realise that Grec was responsible
for your partner's death.

[sighs]

Alicia Rodriguez was a brilliant officer.

And there isn't a day
that I do not miss her.

But she died of cancer.

It was another officer Grec had k*lled.

And many other people
had their lives ruined.

So, no, I don't need a personal reason
to want him in prison.

I don't buy it.

I saw your face when you realised
Grec's men had Mallory.

Okay.

Mallory was helping me
with information on Grec.

Yep, he'd had a change of heart
about whose money he'd been cleaning.

So why arrest him?

That wasn't my decision.

[sighs] I was building up trust.

But my bosses became impatient.

And he felt that you'd betrayed him.

I think that was the moment when
he decided he could only rely on himself.

You understand now, Detective Blake?

Miranda.

May I?

Do you have Lupe's statement?

Er, yep.

We're going to charge her
with aiding an escaped prisoner.

Oh. I think she might have actually
had feelings for Noguera.

Yeah, especially when he told her Mallory
was giving him a million euros. [chuckles]

So, maybe an exaggeration, but...

how was Mallory going to find that
with his accounts frozen?

Oh, he ripped off a lot of clients.

Yeah.

So, maybe he had money on the island.

May I?

Yeah, sure.

Okay.

Line of sight.

Shoulders, 45.

Centre of gravity.

Okay. You'll be a natural.

I have fired a g*n before.

I just don't feel the need to carry one
around with me.

Wow.

There's so much I could say about this,

but right now I thought you'd like to know

there's a good chance
Mallory isn't dead yet,

so, vamos.

So there's a stash of money on the island?

If Grec wanted Mallory dead,
he could have had him k*lled in prison,

but he didn't, he came here.

Oh, and Mancuso, it's like you said.

Grec would want the satisfaction
of being there

when Mallory has to hand him
back the money.

Before he k*lled him of course.

But surveillance followed
Grec and Navarro to the airport.

But I got the manifest.
They weren't on the flight.

He played us.

What's the point going to back to
Can Juno Moneta?

- It's already been searched
- Maybe not everywhere.

[hammering]

[humming]

My mother always said
she'd never met an accountant

she couldn't beat in an arm wrestle.

'Cause they never got any fresh air.

Well, I showed her.

Ow!

[sighs]

Clever boy.
You always had a way with money.

Now sh**t him.

I see your hands move
and you are both dead.

- Drop it!
- [sirens wailing]

- Hands in the air.
- Put your g*ns down. Now!

[indistinct shouting]

These are the detectives
you owe your life to.

Well, my words of thanks
can only be inadequate,

but if I ever do find the right ones,

they will all be yours.

- You're welcome.
- I love the way this guy talks.

And hopefully the information
on that data stick

should be all you need to put our dear
Mr Grec in a tiny little cell

for a century or two.

Er, are we not taking him in?

He needs treatment.
We will talk to him later.

[clicks fingers] Let's go.

[sighs]

Ten thousand euros in cash

into the same account, ten times a week.

Oh, and there's a betting shop in Malaga.

Mallory's labelled it "The Laundry"!

Uh-huh.

Mallory slipped his cuffs in the hospital.
He's gone.

No way.

Mancuso, you need to liaise
with Barcelona.

I have a feeling there will be
no urgency from Barcelona.

They have Grec, Navarro, the accounts,
and they don't need him to testify.

He won't get far anyway.
We've got all his money.

I'm not so sure.
The money from Can Juno is two million.

Half of what Mallory took.

But if you made me choose
who goes to jail,

I'd say we have the right man.

You cuffed him at the scene.

There could be questions about his escape.

There could be.

It was chaos.

We are only human.

I'll sleep well tonight.

Especially after
a few drinks at Joan's bar!

Inés, vamos, Joan's bar.

First round's on me!

I'm surprised you got Miranda
to pick up a g*n.

I'm surprised you think anyone persuaded
me to do anything I didn't want to do.

Well, maybe now you can actually
learn to fire it.

I can sign you up for a course
whenever you want.

Maybe. I'll think about it.

Well, this was very good but I must
prepare a report before I go back.

Benny, my man.

Good night.

[speaking Spanish]

- It was a pleasure, Detective.
- Buenos noches.

Good night.

All right. More drinks.

Mm, not for me.

It's one too many vino tintos
for mid-week.

You've had two.

And like I said, one too many.

- Good night everyone.
- All this "my island" talk.

A Spanish officer would stay
until the bar was dry.

Well, you know Miranda,
she needs very good reasons to stay.

Oop, she left her jacket,
maybe you can make her change her mind.

Hm.

- [speaking Spanish]
- Always.

Forgot my jacket.

Yeah, I er-- I had it ready for you.

You okay?

Of course.

Hey, er, just one round of tequila?

Come on.

Good night, Max.

Fiesta tequila!

Ooh!

[upbeat music plays]

[Max] Next time on The Mallorca Files...

I want you undercover.

They have a serial room thief.

I don't know anything about that.

This is clearly meant as a punishment.

We offer a far more personal
level of service here.

The guests have very expensive tastes.

Lose the glasses.
It's already dark in the basement.

- [boy] Do you have a girlfriend?
- [Max] Er...

It's complicated.

[Inés] This is a small island, Miranda.

We can't be chasing high-profile criminals
every day, can we?

Well, if this is a punishment,
we should try failing more often.

[end theme song playing]