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Season 1 Episode 1 | 56m 7sVideo has Closed Captions
Julien Baptiste hunts for a missing prostitute in Amsterdam’s seamy criminal underworld.
While visiting his daughter in Amsterdam, Julien Baptiste becomes drawn into a missing persons case that may be connected to a human trafficking gang.
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Episode 1
Season 1 Episode 1 | 56m 7sVideo has Closed Captions
While visiting his daughter in Amsterdam, Julien Baptiste becomes drawn into a missing persons case that may be connected to a human trafficking gang.
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EDWARD: I just want to know she's okay.
Have you seen her?
JULIEN: This is not over-- these things take time.
Who are you?
JULIEN: I'm Julien Baptiste.
I'm someone who can help find who you're looking for.
♪ ♪ (crying): Have you got any idea where you would even start?
I will not lie, Mr. Stratton.
I'm not the man I was.
(gun fires) The girl, she's in danger.
Down!
(tires screeching, gun firing) CUMMING: "Baptiste," right now, on "Masterpiece Mystery!"
♪ ♪ (thunder claps) (whimpers) (click) Amsterdam.
Serene canals, cobbled streets, and nothing to hide.
Unless you look a little deeper.
But no one does.
No one, that is, except a retired French detective with a reputation for seeing what others miss.
He's survived a brain tumor.
He'll tell you he's not the man he was.
Even so, he's still...
"Baptiste."
Season one begins now.
(waves crashing) (footsteps crunching on rocks) (seagull squawking) (groans softly) (seagulls squawking) (seagulls squawking) (chuckles softly) (waves crashing, seagulls squawking) Oh, hello.
Are you looking for me?
(with accent): Yes.
I come to read the gas meter.
Oh, please, please, come in, come in.
Is that a Romanian accent I hear?
(chuckling): Yes, yes.
People call me Polish, Russian... You have a very good ear.
Just a good friend.
(door opens) Used to make the most amazing sarmale.
Mm...
Sorry you had to wait.
Meter's all through there, help yourself.
(door closes) Tea?
No, thank you.
I will not be long.
I was out on the beach and found a sinistral shell.
Very rare.
(chuckles) So rare people have been known to fake them.
See, nine out of ten shells will all open to the right, but these...
These open to the left.
(chuckles) The lefties of the shoreline.
(exhales) (places glass down) My wife thought it was silly.
"A shell's just a shell," she'd say.
"No matter what it looks like on the surface, "how pretty and shiny it is, you never know what was really underneath."
"You never know what..." (gasping, struggling) (Richard grunting) (breathing heavily, grunting) ♪ ♪ (Richard stops struggling) (exhales, sniffles) (breathing heavily) (seagull squawking in distance) ("Let Your Love Flow" by Bellamy Brothers playing) (volume grows louder) ♪ There's a reason ♪ ♪ For the sunshine in the sky ♪ ♪ There's a reason ♪ ♪ Why I'm feelin' so high ♪ ♪ Must be the season ♪ ♪ When that love light shines all around us ♪ (chainsaw rumbles) ♪ So let that feeling ♪ ♪ Grab you deep inside ♪ (revving chainsaw) ♪ And send you reeling ♪ (music and chainsaw continue) ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (heavy breathing growing louder) ♪ ♪ (both greeting softly) (door closes) ♪ ♪ (objects clattering) JULIEN: Celia.
(objects clattering loudly) Celia!
(baby crying) SARA (in French): SARA: (baby wailing) Maybe use a loudspeaker next time.
JULIEN: You said it was needed quickly.
(chuckling): Well, it was quick.
You are feeding the 5,000 once more.
The more we leave in the freezer, the less they have to cook.
It's hard, you know, your first baby.
JULIEN: I remember.
It was fun.
(spoon clatters) So, um... What time are you seeing the commissioner?
Just before lunch.
Mm.
I should cancel.
I am needed here.
No, no.
She called four times.
And it'll do you good to get out of the house and talk shop for a change.
Look, I like it here, you know?
I want to help.
(clatters loudly) (baby wailing) (Sara shushing, baby wailing) (trolley bell rings) MARTHA (in Dutch): (in French): There's that look.
What look?
The mysterious look.
(chuckles) I never could work out that look.
Even when we were together.
(sighs): I'm less complicated than I appear.
You haven't changed, you know.
I have-- I've had to.
I go every six months, they look inside my head.
The last time I went, they told me all is as it should be.
But I'm slower now.
I do not feel as I did.
I sleep more.
I go out less.
That's called getting old.
Mm-hmm.
It comes for us all.
Mm.
Um, listen.
My squad has a case-- a missing girl.
But we think it goes far beyond that.
It seems fate has plans for you, Julien.
In another life, perhaps.
You have enough detectives in your department, I am sure.
I mean it.
I could really use your help.
I'm not the man I was.
People fade, Martha.
At least let me tell you some more about the case.
We've got no one else with your experience.
♪ ♪ A sex worker disappeared a few days ago.
We think it's connected to a Romanian gang.
Her name's Natalie Rose.
She was reported missing by her uncle, Edward Stratton.
(breathing heavily, audio distorted) (audio distortion ends) (people talking and laughing, dance music playing) (dance music playing) Have you seen her?
Have you seen that girl?
(people talking in background) I'm on the phone.
Please, she's disappeared.
Do you know who this is?
♪ ♪ I'm trying to find this girl.
She worked down here for two years.
She's been here for years.
I haven't seen her.
♪ ♪ Get out!
Come on.
Come on.
Get out!
(door slams) ♪ ♪ (groaning, gasping) WOMAN: Hello?
(shouting in Dutch) You're a clever man, Ron.
Wasted in that place.
I like my job.
Intelligence without ambition is a bird without its wings.
Eh, in time, maybe.
"In time"?
(phone ringing) So often I hear these words-- "in time."
Here, Martha's on the phone.
(chuckles softly, phone continues ringing) Go on.
Martha.
MARTHA (on phone): Julien.
Can you write down an address?
Uh-huh, one second.
The missing girl's uncle, Mr. Stratton, he collapsed, and he was sent to the emergency room.
Okay, where is he?
OLVG Hospital.
601 Waarderingen.
I wouldn't ask if it wasn't important, Julien.
We need your help.
I understand.
Thank you, Martha.
Bye.
(quietly): Just give me a second.
♪ ♪ So... Are you going to help them?
I will try.
♪ ♪ Thank you.
♪ ♪ Mr. Stratton?
Yes.
I'm Julien Baptiste.
How do you feel?
Um, a bit embarrassed, a bit relieved.
Doctor said I had a panic attack.
There is no reason to be embarrassed.
To be looking for someone we love, not to know where they are, what they are feeling, is a scary place to be.
Who are you?
I'm someone who can help find who you're looking for.
I was a detective, once.
The commissioner of police here is a friend.
She asked me to help you, so, here I am.
Do you mind if we get out of here?
I'm starving.
(rainfall pattering) (people talking in background) JULIEN: Thank you.
(engine revving in distance, car speeding off) EDWARD: Natalie Rose.
It's not the name she was born with.
It's the name she took when she moved here.
It's who she is now.
(billiard balls clack) Never even wanted kids.
Never thought I did, anyway.
Me and my ex, we... kept trying, until we got used to the idea.
We persuaded ourselves we were better off, you know.
And then I got a call one night, one of those calls.
(inhales) A car crash.
My brother and his wife.
And so that was it.
There we were, me and my niece.
How old was she?
14.
Wow, it's, uh...
It's young to lose her parents.
It must have been hard for you both.
A job came up with a logistics firm in Antwerp, fresh start...
When I found out about the drugs, it was too late.
I fought the same battle with my daughter.
She believed she was taking drugs, but really they were taking her, piece by piece.
But for blind and foolish luck, it could be her in the life your niece found herself living.
When did you last see Natalie?
I came up from my place in Antwerp at the weekend.
Ever since she moved here, I've come every couple of months, see how she was doing.
I used to try to give her money, but she wouldn't take it.
I gave up trying to turn her around and settled for just knowing that she was okay.
When her roommate said she hadn't seen her for a few days, I couldn't go back not knowing where she was.
The police file mentioned a man called Dragomir Zelincu.
Yeah.
You told them about him.
You believe he took Natalie?
Or he knows who did.
Why do you think this?
Do you know him?
Dragomir Zelincu ran one of the big Romanian gangs, you know.
Trafficking, drugs, you name it.
Natalie said she knew the truth about him, but she had to keep quiet, she had to keep her mouth shut.
Except this guy hasn't shown his face in years.
He's disappeared completely.
I don't know where the hell to start.
I will not lie, Mr. Stratton.
I'm not the man I was, but, uh...
I will do my best to find her, I promise.
Thank you.
♪ ♪ (exhales) ♪ ♪ (sighs) ♪ ♪ (exhales) ♪ ♪ (traffic humming in distance) (people talking in background, laughing loudly) (bass thumping faintly) (billiard balls clacking) (in Romanian): NICOLAE: (speaking Romanian) (whispers) (continues on phone) Mersi.
(billiard balls clacking) (in Romanian): NICOLAE: CONSTANTIN: One thousand.
This is under.
Yes, I fronted some people.
But just until next week.
Don't worry.
"Don't worry"?
They'll come good.
I promise!
Oh, you promise?
Mm.
I swear.
(Constantin grunting, man crying out) ♪ ♪ CONSTANTIN: (man coughing quietly) NICOLAE: ♪ ♪ (birds twittering, bell tolling in distance) (keys jingling) (lock clicks, door opens) (door closes) (music playing in other room) (dishware clattering in other room) ("Make a Choice" by Benedic Lamdin & Riaan Vosloo playing) ♪ Be there for you, my love ♪ ♪ Guaranteed ♪ ♪ You know I'll be waiting ♪ ♪ On the corner ♪ I'll give you this-- you are persistent.
Isn't that what love is?
♪ You know I'll be waiting on the corner ♪ Not sure I've heard that definition before.
♪ When you make your mind up ♪ Well, what do you think, then?
The same way as I did the last three times.
I just, uh... You know, one day, I want to be able to get up in front of all our friends, you know, tell the world.
Have a party.
We talked about this.
I know we did.
And I chose to ignore you.
(chuckles) We don't need a piece of paper to tell us what we are.
Right now, I want to enjoy that lovely breakfast you made me, but I need to put some clothes on.
(quietly): Hey, hey.
It's not me, is it?
No.
It is not you, I promise.
Okay?
(music continues in background) (sighs) (latches door) ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (people talking in background) Hey.
I've done all this already.
I've spoken to everyone Natalie knows, everyone she worked with.
No worries.
I am happy to continue on my own.
No, no, no, I need to be here.
So where is Natalie's roommate working?
There.
I was last here 30 years ago.
It was very different then.
There was a boat moored near Central Station.
The heroin boat.
People would come, they would buy, nobody blinked an eye.
Yeah, well, nothing's really changed.
Nothing ever changes.
(music playing loudly, Edward taps firmly) (pounds) Are you trying to ruin business for me?
Lina, Julien Baptiste.
You look like police detective.
I was, once.
Now I'm simply helping Mr. Stratton find his niece.
You last saw her several days ago.
How did she seem?
No different.
Had her habits changed?
Was she working more or less?
Her addiction-- was it worse or better?
I tell this guy already.
Enough!
What about Dragomir Zelincu?
Natalie mentioned his name to Mr. Stratton.
I have to work.
Go!
(door closes) (music continues) (music playing in background) ♪ ♪ CELIA (muttering): Oh, come on!
♪ ♪ (sighs) Where the bloody hell is... (gasps): Oh, God!
(stammering, laughing): I'm so sorry.
No, it's my fault, I wasn't looking.
Nor was I. I'm so sorry.
You have enough on your hands already.
Um, oh, this.
(laughs) Um...
So cute.
Well, right now, she is.
Turns on the charm for an audience.
She is beautiful.
Yeah.
It runs in the family, no?
♪ ♪ Um...
I, I really should, um, get going.
Oh, of course, yes.
Please, please.
(chuckling nervously): Sorry.
Here.
Forgot this.
Oh, um, thank you.
(chuckling nervously): Thanks.
♪ ♪ (people talking in background) (places tray down) You look busy.
I am-- what do you want, Lina?
I'm not here for coffee.
LINA: You said you were going to protect her, and now she's disappeared.
I did what I could.
I'm sure you did.
(muted) is this supposed to mean?
She must have told you.
Natalie told you, didn't she?
And you turned on her.
What, what are you talking about?
They will kill me.
They're coming after me next.
If you really care about us girls, you will help.
(voice trembling): Everyone is terrified.
♪ ♪ (people talking in background) JULIEN: Do you know this girl?
This one here.
No?
Did you see that girl?
No?
No?
♪ ♪ (tapping glass) ♪ ♪ Anything?
No, nobody has seen her.
Somebody knows something, course they do.
They're all just scared of Zelincu.
We're wasting our time.
No, not sure.
Do you see him?
This young man has taken a great deal of interest in our investigation.
He's been watching us.
That kid there?
So it would seem, no?
Mr. Stratton!
Oh... Mr. Stratton!
♪ ♪ Hey!
♪ ♪ Hey, stop!
(panting) (grunts loudly) ♪ ♪ (panting) (yelping) ♪ ♪ (car horns honking) ♪ ♪ (trolley running, announcer speaking indistinctly) (horn honking) (bicycle bell dinging) ♪ ♪ (woman yelps, people shouting) ♪ ♪ (door slams, boy panting) ♪ ♪ (Julien panting) (door slams open) JULIEN: We have only a few questions.
Trust me.
You can't arrest me.
You can't arrest me, I did nothing!
I did nothing!
You think I'm a police officer?
Yeah, you are, aren't you?
No, no, no, no.
Whatever you have in your pockets, I don't care.
(breathing heavily) BOY: Okay, let me go.
I can pay you if you answer some questions.
(breathing heavily) What do you want to ask?
You've been watching us all morning.
Why?
You serious?
What do you want?
400.
JULIEN: What?
BOY: Make it worth my while.
What is it you're afraid of?
(breathlessly): Here's 360.
That's all I have.
Mr. Stratton, you don't need to... 360-- answer him.
Walter de Louw.
He runs a trans brothel called "The Dream Room" in De Wallen.
He told me there were two guys asking the girls questions-- an English guy and a French guy with a limp.
Why did Mr. de Louw take an interest in us?
BOY: I don't know, I do jobs for him sometimes.
As long as he pays me, I don't ask him why.
(breathlessly): All right!
Anything else?
The Dream Room-- where is it?
(dog barking) (barking continues) (in Dutch): (groans): Oh, nee!
Kom.
Kom.
(Caspar panting) (Herman singing in Dutch) (singing) ♪ ♪ (dance music playing, door opens) (woman speaking Dutch) JULIEN: Forgive me, my Dutch is not as it was.
(chuckles): Even then it was bad.
It's 20 euro each, and if you see a girl you like, you can negotiate with them directly.
Yeah, actually, we're here to speak with Walter de Louw.
You are police?
No.
Just concerned citizens.
Well, Mr. de Louw's very busy.
I believe he has some interest in us.
I'm sure he can see us.
Why don't you ask him?
(phone dialing out) Excellent choice.
Rita Hayworth's finest film, I think.
Never seen it.
The two of them-- Glenn Ford and Rita Hayworth.
Always, "I hate you, I hate you," and...
Naturally, they're in love.
Human feeling is a mystery, huh?
(places phone down) He's not picking up.
(ring taps) (man speaking Dutch) Fine, you can go in.
(snaps fingers) (door buzzes) (dance music playing) (hinges creak) (dance music playing) (dance music playing) JULIEN: Mr. de Louw?
What do you want?
I came here to ask you the same question.
I've been told that you sent someone to follow us.
Are, uh, our questions about this girl, Natalie Rose, troubling to you?
EDWARD: She's my niece.
I just want to know she's okay.
In case you hadn't noticed, girls are not what I do here.
Listen, Natalie hasn't been seen for three days.
Mr. Stratton has reason to believe Dragomir Zelincu has something to do with her disappearance.
Zelincu?
Have you heard of him?
So's everyone.
He was a very dangerous man, but he hasn't been seen for a long time now.
EDWARD: Mr. de Louw, I just want to know that Natalie's safe.
If she doesn't want to see me, I don't care.
I just want to know that she's alive.
Listen, I sent that man to follow you because it's my business to know what's happening around here, yeah?
And about the girl Natalie, I know nothing.
Zelincu?
I know no more than the next man.
So, please, hire some company or get out.
Hey!
(shouting in Dutch) (door closes) What a waste of time.
No, no, not entirely.
What do you mean?
He didn't tell us anything.
True, but it is what he did not say.
When we asked about Dragomir Zelincu, he became tense.
He has something to hide.
(phone ringing) I need to take this.
Of course.
(phone ringing) Hello?
This is Julien Baptiste.
CLARE (on phone): Did you call me last night?
Uh, yeah.
Sorry, I know it was probably too late.
I just wanted to... see how you were doing.
How I'm doing?
Are you serious?
EDWARD: Yeah, no, I knew it was too late, that's why I hung up.
It's been two years, Edward.
And out of the blue you want to talk to me about how I'm doing?
It's just a question, it's not like... (breathing heavily) I just wanted to talk to you.
♪ ♪ Are you okay?
No.
What's happened?
What aren't you telling me?
Ed, just tell me.
Sorry.
Ed, it...
I shouldn't have bothered you, Clare, sorry.
♪ ♪ Hey, sorry about that.
JULIEN: No, no, no worries.
We are making noise, it seems.
Someone wishes to speak with us about your niece.
(birds twittering) (music playing in distance) Mr. Baptiste, thanks for coming.
Kim Vogel.
A pleasure.
Edward.
My wife tells me these are, are a thing of the past.
KIM: I never use them.
EDWARD: You called about my niece?
Natalie Rose?
I heard you two were walking around De Wallen asking questions.
How?
One of my girls had your card, Mr. Baptiste.
One of your girls?
I run a collective for sex workers.
We buy windows from the government so they can be in charge of their own lives.
What do you know?
Your niece was a junkie.
Yeah.
And she made enemies.
From what I hear, she was unable to finance her habit.
She took to stealing.
She never said anything.
Last time I saw her, she seemed okay.
Imagine, a prostitute good at pretending.
So Natalie was in trouble.
She'd run out of people willing to help.
She was in debt to the Romanians.
Did she owe money to Dragomir Zelincu?
I heard you were asking about him.
All I know is, Natalie decided to run.
A girl I know, she saw her just before she left.
Natalie told her she was going to Germany.
Germany?
She wanted to get far away from here.
♪ ♪ JULIEN: Mr. Stratton!
Mr. Stratton!
Where are you going?
You said you could find her.
You said you could find Natalie.
Yes.
We know at least that she's safe.
(voice breaking): We know nothing.
She's in Germany!
(crying): Have you got any idea where you would even start?
Mr. Stratton, try to be calm.
Please do not tell me to be calm.
You have no idea!
You have no idea what is going on!
I understand that you blame yourself!
I cannot help you with this!
♪ ♪ It would be a miracle if we found her.
Miracles happen all the time.
The fact that I am here today is a proof of that.
I had a tumor in my brain.
I'm sorry.
(chuckles) I'm not.
To face something like this, and still be sitting here... As I say, every morning, I find faith.
Even when it seems that things are too far gone.
(chuckles softly) Look, I know things haven't exactly gone to plan, but...
Thank you for helping.
I appreciate it.
Just feeling less alone in all this is... (inhales) (exhales deeply) You're welcome, Mr. Stratton.
Edward, please.
It's just exhausting.
Living on a knife edge all this time, and now... (quietly): I don't even know where she is.
This is not over-- these things take time.
We talk to this girl, we retrace your niece's steps.
Yeah, I just think it might be... pointless.
No, this is not pointless.
Pointless would be to stop searching.
You're tired, Edward.
I see it in your eyes, in your walk.
Your body is yawning.
You need to rest.
I will.
My hotel room is just around the corner.
I have to go back home tomorrow morning.
Deal with a few things.
I won't be gone for very long, but you'd call if...
Yes, of course.
Until tomorrow, then.
Yeah, tomorrow, à demain.
(door opens) ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (keys jingling) (Celia sighs, door closes) Hey.
Hey.
(groans): Oh, this bloody thing!
Here, do you want to try?
Oh, no.
You know how this will end.
(chuckles softly): Oh, well.
You look exhausted, love.
You know, Ron said that there were some old DVDs over there.
Go and have a look, and see if you can find something you fancy.
You need to take your mind off things.
(groans softly) ♪ ♪ (inhaling deeply) (exhaling): Oh, I know that look.
Excuse me.
♪ ♪ (phone buzzing) Julien?
JULIEN (on phone): I'm sorry to call you so late.
It's okay, I'm still at the office.
I thought you would be.
I wondered, could you send over all the files you have on Dragomir Zelincu, going back as far as you have?
I need more on Dragomir and the Brigada Serbilu.
(typing): Okay.
I can email it to you now.
But be careful what you wish for.
The Brigada Serbilu don't make for light reading.
Okay.
Hold on...
There.
Should be with you now.
Good luck, Julien.
Thank you.
Where's the computer?
♪ ♪ So... (quietly): Documents are here... CELIA: What is it you're looking for?
JULIEN: Anything regarding this man-- Dragomir Zelincu.
(gate clanging loudly) (gate shutting loudly) (women whimpering) On your feet!
Up!
Up!
(woman coughs) Who's that?
What's she doing down there?
It's a new girl.
I think she's sick.
(coughing) (coughing loudly) (phone ringing) Okay, here we go.
Number one.
Two.
Three.
Four.
Five.
Six.
Seven.
MAN (on phone): Six.
♪ ♪ Take your time.
This is for life, not just for Christmas.
Six.
♪ ♪ Come.
Come on!
Come on, move!
(woman wailing) MAN: I said, move!
(wailing continues) (in Polish): WOMAN 2: (key turning, lock clicking in distance) (gate closing echoes) (quietly): I just don't understand you sometimes, you know.
I just want to make you happy.
(out loud): I'm sorry, can I help you?
Mr. Baptiste.
Give us a minute, yeah?
(siren wailing in distance, places teacup and saucer down) I'll crack on.
What is it?
Does he know?
What do you want?
She was born Margarita Cansino.
But the head of a studio thought her name was too Spanish.
He felt it was limiting the roles she could be cast in, reducing her to... to the exotic figure who appears for five seconds and leaves.
Margarita took his advice.
She changed her name to Rita Hayworth.
An appropriate icon for you, I think.
What do you think you know?
I noticed your love of Rita Hayworth on your DVD collection.
Seven films, quite the fan.
And, of course, I saw the poster in the Dream Room.
I couldn't be sure, but when I find connections, I pay attention.
I'm slower than I used to be, unfortunately.
Then I suggest you speed the (muted) up.
(chuckles): I looked into the ownership of the Dream Room last night.
It takes some unraveling, but, uh, it appears to be owned by a Dragomir Zelincu.
Mr. Zelincu made a number of acquisitions around Amsterdam between 2011 and 2015.
And then nothing.
He disappeared.
But you, you are the opposite.
I can find nothing about you dating back further than 18 months.
Because you are Dragomir Zelincu.
(exhales) Excuse me?
Or rather you were, before you transitioned to Kim.
Natalie told Mr. Stratton she knew the truth about Dragomir.
She learned it was you, didn't she?
And I assume you offered Natalie protection in return for keeping your secret safe.
You've made a life for yourself here, it seems.
Far from Dragomir, far from the life you lived.
And it seems to me you sincerely wish to make amends, trying to restore power to the sex workers of De Wallen.
But, uh...
There are agencies who would like to keep an eye on you, your past dealings as Dragomir Zelincu.
And others, of course.
People who wish you harm.
You called me.
You offered information about Natalie-- information I presume is false to set me on the wrong path.
You know where she truly is.
You won't tell anyone if I help you?
Miss Vogel, I will not.
You can trust me on that, I won't.
♪ ♪ (bag rustling) ♪ ♪ (tears sheet) You'll find her there.
♪ ♪ (wind howling) HERMAN: Caspar!
(whistling) Caspar?
Caspar?
♪ ♪ Caspar!
Caspar!
Kom!
Kom!
Kom!
(Caspar barking) ♪ ♪ (barking continues) ♪ ♪ (panting, Caspar digging) Hey.
♪ ♪ (Caspar panting) (gasps) ♪ ♪ (humming "Frère Jacques") (Celia humming on radio) RON (on radio): Oh, Celia, hi.
CELIA: Hi.
SARA: Hey, guys!
She just woke up!
(cooing, Celia talking softly) Gorgeous.
(phone ringing) Oh, I better get that.
Here, can you take her?
It's probably your father.
(phone ringing on radio) CELIA: Oh, Julien, hi.
CELIA: No, that's okay, we'll carry on without you.
What?
CELIA: So you know where she is?
(coughing) ♪ ♪ (in Polish): (in Polish): WOMAN: (train humming) ♪ ♪ WOMAN (in Polish): CRISTINA: WOMAN: ♪ ♪ (door unlocks) (keys jingling) (door closes) CRISTINA: WOMAN: CRISTINA: ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (with accent): You are Baptiste?
I've been looking for you, Natalie.
♪ ♪ (exhales) JULIEN: Your accent, where is it from?
I am not what you were expecting?
(exhales) JULIEN: Your uncle didn't tell me... NATALIE: My uncle?
Edward Stratton.
(lighter clicks) (exhales) He's not my (muted) uncle.
♪ ♪ He's not who you think he is.
Not at all.
(flies buzzing) ♪ ♪ (door creaks softly) (flips switch) ♪ ♪ (flies buzzing) ♪ ♪ (click) CUMMING: Next time, on "Baptiste."
JULIEN: I cannot go chasing a girl who doesn't wish to be found.
I need to find her, I need to see that she's okay.
You would not be the first to be fooled.
He is not afraid of anyone.
Get up and walk away now.
JULIEN: Who are you, Edward?
CUMMING: "Baptiste."
Next time, on "Masterpiece Mystery."
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Clip: S1 Ep1 | 1m 38s | As a favor to an old friend, Julien Baptiste meets with the uncle of a missing girl. (1m 38s)
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