EPISODE 46 - THE MAN WITH MANY FACES PIP Hello dear Amelia listeners, today’s episode is dedicated to… my father, who is celebrating his 70th birthday this weekend. As a Belgium born fan of the Tintin comics, we figure his death should be taken straight out of the pages of a Tintin adventure, so we will recreate the scene from the Temple of the Sun, in which Captain Haddock runs down a snowy mountain, stumbles, rolls down the mountain at great speed, amassing snow around him so he’s encased in a snowball, the snowball rolls faster and faster, gets bigger and bigger until eventually it plummets over the edge of the mountain. In terms of a reappearance, we’ll bring him back as the host of a Bed & Breakfast in Sardinia, from where he will also act as a consultant for vintage cars in period dramas. Happy Birthday. In today's episode it’s time to go back to Kozlowski and CIA agents Mia Fox and Jackie Williams, the episode follows directly on from when we last left them at the end of The Man With No Heartbeat. Enjoy. INTERROGATION ROOM. JACKIE So, what exactly are you offering? KOZLOWSKI Knowledge. Mia You mean knowledge about The Amelia Project. KOZLOWSKI That too. Mia We need something concrete. Do you know where the rest of the team is? KOZLOWSKI No. Mia Well, then you're not going to be much use- KOZLOWSKI But they need me. Jackie They do? KOZLOWSKI Yes. Mia They might just find a new surgeon. KOZLOWSKI No. They need me. Jackie You're saying… you think they'll come looking for you... KOZLOWSKI I am sure of it. Jackie You can lead us to them? KOZLOWSKI Yes! Mia How? KOZLOWSKI First things first! Mia What? KOZLOWSKI Before I can find them, there are some … technicalities to contend with… (KOZLOWSKI RUMMAGES AROUND IN THE BODY BAG) Jackie What are you doing? (KOZLOVSKI UNZIPS A COMPARTMENT IN THE BAG AND TAKES OUT PAPERS) KOZLOWSKI Here. Mia What's that? KOZLOWSKI An autopsy report. Mia What? KOZLOWSKI It's mostly completed. Jackie What? KOZLOWSKI We just have to fill in a few dates and then you can give it to your colleagues from MI5. MIA You just happen to have a completed autopsy report on you? KOZLOWSKI It is protocol. Mia Um...? KOZLOWSKI Everyone working for Amelia has to be able to fake their own deaths within minutes. We carry personalized death certification on us at all times. Jackie Give it here. (KOZLOWSKI HANDS THE PAPERS TO JACKIE. SHE RIFFLES THROUGH THEM) Jackie What happens if anyone contacts (READS) Walter Gervich? KOZLOWSKI Walter will confirm the report! Jackie He's a real doctor? KOZLOWSKI He is a pathologist at St Thomas Hospital. Mia You're kidding! KOZLOWSKI No. Jackie Hm! You must be paying him handsomely. KOZLOWSKI (OFFENDED) No! Jackie No? KOZLOWSKI He owes us. Jackie What does he owe you? KOZLOWSKI His identity. Mia Do you have other pathologists working for you? KOZLOWSKI (LAUGHS) Mia That means you do? KOZLOWSKI Oh, we have people in pathology labs, police departments and prisons across the United Kingdom. And beyond. Jackie We want to know about all of them. KOZLOWSKI And I will tell you. BEAT. Once you give MI5 the autopsy report. (PAUSE) Jackie What do you think, Mia? Mia He's asking us to break the law! KOZLOWSKI I am offering to tell you everything I know. I can give you our contacts. I can take you to my lab. I can find the others. MIA Why should we trust you? KOZLOWSKI I just told you about Walter. That is a start, is it not? Mia It's not enough. We need more. We need to know you're trustworthy. KOZLOWSKI What do you want? MIA Your story. KOZLOWSKI (CHUCKLES) There's always time for a story. MIA So you agree? KOZLOWSKI I can tell you a story. BEAT. See these tattoos? MIA They're... hard to ignore... KOZLOWSKI There is a story for each one. JACKIE I knew it! (MIA AND JACKIE TALK FAST, ALMOST OVERLAPPING WITH ONE ANOTHER) MIA What's up with the Katy Perry lyrics? JACKIE Why the Loch Ness Monster? JACKIE Is that Satan on your thigh? MIA Those are Hieroglyphs on your arms right? KOZLOWSKI A story is best told from the beginning. MIA Sure... JACKIE And what's... the beginning? KOZLOWSKI I will tell you … how I came to The Amelia Project. THEME TUNE INTRO The Amelia Project by Philip Thorne and Oystein Brager with music and sound direction by Fredrik Baden. Episode 46 - The Man with Many Faces. THE INTERVIEW (A BUZZ ON THE DOOR) JACKIE Shit, it's them! Back in the bag! KOZLOWSKI (GROANS) Seriously? How many times in a day do I have to do this? (HE TAPS BACK OVER TO THE BODY BAG. MIA HELPS KOZLOVSKI ZIP HIMSELF BACK INTO THE BODY BAG) Ow! MIA I’m sorry! KOZLOWSKI Watch your- JACKIE Sh! (THE DOOR OPENS. COLE AND HAINES WALK IN, OUT OF BREATH) HAINES Thank God! COLE Phew! We were afraid you'd already taken him for the autopsy. JACKIE Wha... what's up? HAINES We found something. Something odd. MIA What did you find? JACKIE Well come on! Spit it out! COLE We found a match on his fingerprint. JACKIE He's had a prior conviction? COLE No. But the Home Office collects the biometrics of everyone applying for residency in the UK. JACKIE He emigrated from Poland I assume? BEAT. (SHE CATCHES HERSELF) I mean, with a name like Kozlowski? COLE Apparently his real name is Yukari Watanabe. BEAT. MIA Yukari? JACKIE Japanese? COLE Yup. HAINES According to the Home Office we're dealing with a thirty two year old woman from Osaka. JACKIE What? MIA What? JACKIE How long has she... he... she... been in the UK? COLE Ms. Watanabe's visa application was rejected two months ago. JACKIE Must be a mistake! COLE That's what we're here to find out. We need to retake his print and double check. HAINES Even when you think it's all over, this case never ceases to surprise... (COLE UNZIPS THE BODYBAG AND TAKES KOZLOWSKI'S FINGERPRINTS) COLE It's not over. There's a lead here, and we're going to get to the bottom of it. HAINES Done? COLE Uh… Yes. JACKIE We'll take him to the pathologists and get that autopsy report. Keep us updated about the prints. HAINES Come on Cole. (COLE AND HAINES LEAVE. KOZLOWSKI STRETCHES AND SIGHS) MIA Yukari Watanabe? What's that all about? KOZLOWSKI (LAUGHS) JACKIE Well? KOZLOWSKI If they had checked the others they would have encountered even greater confusion. BEAT. MIA What do you mean? KOZLOWSKI Left or right? MIA Sorry? KOZLOWSKI Left hand or right? MIA Uhm... left. KOZLOWSKI Thumb, Peter Hudson, a surfing instructor from Melbourne. Index finger, Steffi Fuchs, an accountant from Vienna. Middle finger, Alfonso Arguedas, a chef from La Paz. Ring finger, Richard Maxwell, an army veteran from Flint, Michigan. Little finger, Beat Bussinger, a drummer from Zurich. MIA You're saying... KOZLOWSKI Right hand? JACKIE Go on…? KOZLOWSKI Thumb, Yukari Watanabe, a barista from Osaka. Index finger, Zheng Chongkun, a software developer from Nanjing. Middle finger, Veslemøy Hansen, a librarian from Oslo. Ring finger, Gert Fröhlich, a lorry driver from Hamburg. Little finger, Sean Watts, an antique dealer from Toronto. MIA (EXASPERATED) You have ten different fingerprints?! KOZLOWSKI (PROUDLY) And matching biometric passports for each one! JACKIE Do these people know you're walking around with their fingerprints? KOZLOWSKI They gave them to me, yes. MIA (EXASPERATED LAUGH) In return for...? KOZLOWSKI There is a different story behind each of them. (INNOCENTLY) Do you want me to start with Yukari? JACKIE No. We wanted to hear your story. Where you're from. How you ended up as a surgeon for The Amelia Project. MIA Are you even a real doctor? KOZLOWSKI Yes. JACKIE Your credentials? KOZLOWSKI For eight years I was joint director of the Anka Kuşu clinic in Istanbul. JACKIE The...? KOZLOWSKI Anka Kuşu. The most prestigious plastic surgery clinic in the world. MIA Really? In Istanbul? KOZLOWSKI (CHUCKLES) They were always trying to lure us away... London, Los Angeles, Buenos Aires. But why move? Our clients sought us out from all over the globe. And Behrem and I loved life by the Bosphorus. JACKIE Behrem? (PAUSE) KOZLOWSKI My husband. JACKIE Oh. Where's he? KOZLOWSKI That is part of the story. Please, sit. (MIA AND JACKIE SIT) Are you sitting comfortably? JACKIE Ugh. Comfortable enough. KOZLOWSKI Then let me begin. BEAT. I met Behrem at the University of Marmaris. We were the top medical students of the entire school. But we had more in common than outsmarting our teachers. We bonded over a shared fascination. A fascination for the human face. (IN A CURIOUS LOW VOICE) "I have seen a face with a thousand countenances, and a face that was but a single countenance as if held in a mould. I have seen a face whose sheen I could look through to the ugliness beneath, and a face whose sheen I had to lift to see how beautiful it was. I have seen an old face much lined with nothing, and a smooth face in which all things were graven. I know faces, because I look through the fabric my own eye weaves, and behold the reality beneath." (HE SIGHS DEEPLY. A PAUSE AS HE HAS TO GET BACK TO THE SITUATION) Behrem and I spent hours by the sea, drinking sweet tea, reading and talking. Prior to medicine I had studied poetry. Behrem had studied psychology. I recited Shakespeare, Kahlil Gibran and Badr Shakir al-Sayyab to him. He told me about Freud, Jung and Erikson. But eventually our conversations always circled back to the same topic: the architecture of the human face. JACKIE Why the face? KOZLOWSKI (CHUCKLES) Just what our teachers said! They wanted us to study the heart, the lungs, the brain. Facial surgery? (MOCK-OFFENDED) Aesthetic facial surgery? That was a discipline considered unworthy for students of our caliber. Lucrative, but trivial. Yet for Behrem and I there could be nothing more profound. MIA Oh? And why is that? KOZLOWSKI When you meet someone, do you know how long it takes for them to form an impression of you? MIA I've heard it's... thirty seconds? Something like that? KOZLOWSKI A tenth of a second. MIA Huh! KOZLOWSKI A tenth of a second to gauge your character. Based on what? MIA Your face. KOZLOWSKI The curvature of your mouth, the size of your pupils, the slant of your eyebrows, the density of your lashes, the height of your cheekbones, the symmetry of your lips, the slope of your forehead, the prominence of your lower jaw. MIA You're talking about first impressions. KOZLOWSKI (IN HIS ELEMENT) I'm talking about a deep, immediate, instinctive and indelible impression that fundamentally determines how others relate to you. MIA Ok... JACKIE (TRYING TO GET BACK ON TOPIC) So, you graduated from Marmaris and set up a clinic in Istanbul... Anka... KOZLOWSKI Anka Kuşu. The first clinic of its kind. JACKIE You invented new surgical techniques? KOZLOWSKI That too. But the thing that really set us apart was our approach to consultations. JACKIE How so? KOZLOWSKI Instead of asking clients how they wanted to look after their surgery, we asked them how they wanted to be perceived. MIA What do you mean? KOZLOWSKI You walk into a room full of people. What effect does your presence create? Do you want to be noticed, left in peace, liked, respected, feared, loved? We asked our clients to articulate in as much detail as possible the impression they wished to create when they entered that room. We then analyzed their physiognomy and determined the changes needed to achieve the desired effect. JACKIE And your clients had no say in how you remodeled their face? KOZLOWSKI If you wanted to be treated by us, that was the deal. MIA Why would anyone agree to that? KOZLOWSKI It was difficult at first. We scared most of our initial clients away. MIA (SCOFFS) I bet. KOZLOWSKI But a few agreed to our terms. And once their bandages came off, they found their lives completely transformed. JACKIE You mean they were satisfied? KOZLOWSKI Their new faces did exactly what they wanted them to do. Let them stand out or blend in or make friends or garner trust or commandeer respect or get them elected to public office. MIA Get elected to public office?! KOZLOWSKI Aah. We helped a bright young politician going into a televised debate. His boyish features meant the electorate didn't see him as a leader. We placed some subtle wrinkles on his forehead and gave him a discreet eyebrow transplant. His appearance instantly gained in gravitas. JACKIE It made a difference? KOZLOWSKI He is now the prime minister of- Oh, I'm not at liberty to say. JACKIE Huh. KOZLOWSKI We helped a spy who wanted to move around public spaces without being noticed. We removed all easily identifiable features and gave him a face you would be hard pressed to remember. We helped a drug boss awaiting trial. We removed his scars, softened his features and brought out his smile. By the time he faced the jury he looked like a mild mannered primary school teacher and received a sentence of under six months. We helped an investigative journalist who wanted a warm demeanor that would put interviewees at ease and encourage them to confide in her. Like it or not, your face has a greater impact on your life than your upbringing, talents or education. Every human interaction starts with a first impression, and every interaction, no matter how small, bears the potential for conflict, romance, interest or indifference. The accumulation of all these impressions, over weeks, months and years, shapes the trajectory of your life. Behrem and I used our scalpels to cut away preconceptions and carve out new possibilities. To operate on a person's face is to fundamentally re-angle their relationship to the world. (THE BODY BAG CRINKLES) MIA (FLATLY) Well shit, that’s depressing. JACKIE So Anka Kuşu was a success? KOZLOWSKI Our waiting list stretched three years into the future. We took on an assistant, but we still could not keep up with the demand. Anka Kuşu had become a sensation. So… Behrem and I decided to celebrate. MIA How? KOZLOWSKI By getting married. MIA Oh. I thought... Is that... legal in Turkey? KOZLOWSKI It is not. So Behrem and I conceived our own ceremony. A ritual that would be unique to us. JACKIE And what was that? KOZLOWSKI (SOFT, EMOTIONAL) Have you ever lost yourself in the eyes of another? Have you ever been so consumed by a person that you want to devour their soul and become one with them? JACKIE Um... MIA Um... KOZLOWSKI Then you have never loved. When I looked into Behrem's eyes I wanted to see what he sees and feel what he feels. I wanted to know everything about him. MIA (SPOOKED) Okay... KOZLOWSKI Behrem told me he felt the same way about me. JACKIE Ok... KOZLOWSKI So as a wedding gift I gave him the most personal thing I own. MIA And… what is that? KOZLOWSKI My face. JACKIE Jesus Christ! KOZLOWSKI And Behrem gave me his. MIA You're... you're serious?! KOZLOWSKI Now we could experience the world through each others eyes. MIA Oh… that’s… JACKIE (INTERRUPTING) What was it like? Being Behrem? KOZLOWSKI Everything was different! Every interaction was an adventure! For the first time in my life I was mugged. The boy behind the bar who used to ignore me smiled and gave me his number. I was approached for directions and asked to keep an eye on stranger's coats. After just one day of living with Behrem's face, I understood him better than after almost two decades of friendship. But I didn't just learn about Behrem. I also learned about Atil Aslan. MIA Atil Aslan? KOZLOWSKI My original identity. MIA Oh… KOZLOWSKI Only by stepping outside yourself do you see who you really are. I saw myself enter rooms. I observed myself with clients, colleagues and friends. I saw myself laugh and cry. I saw myself get drunk. I made love to myself. I saw myself orgasm. JACKIE Not really you... Behrem... MIA Behrem... with your… your face... KOZLOWSKI We lost track. JACKIE You mean... KOZLOWSKI Behrem, Atil, Atil, Behrem, as the years went by the distinction became increasingly meaningless. MIA Your identities had blended. KOZLOWSKI We had become one. JACKIE Just as you had intended. KOZLOWSKI Yes. But then something unexpected happened. MIA Oh? KOZLOWSKI On his fortieth birthday we hired a boat and sailed the Bosporus to the Black Sea. We lay on our backs and gazed at the stars. Just the two of us, the night and the sea. (HE SIGHS DEEPLY) It was beautiful. When I think of Behrem today, I think of that night. I think it was the last time we were truly together. JACKIE Why… What happened? KOZLOWSKI He started... (LOOKS FOR THE WORD) slipping away... MIA How do you mean? KOZLOWSKI I couldn't pinpoint it. But something changed. His taste in literature. His jokes. The way he made love. MIA Hm. KOZLOWSKI It is common for a man turning forty to make changes. I tried not to worry. But as the months went by I noticed that it wasn't just his habits. His memories too were changing. When I talked about our days in Marmaris he misremembered. And then it hit me. I was looking at a familiar face, but the person beneath was no longer the same. JACKIE You mean he... KOZLOWSKI He had passed his face on once again. MIA And who was wearing his face? KOZLOWSKI (A LITTLE SADLY) I do not know. BEAT. JACKIE Did you confront the impostor wearing Behrem's face? Eh, I mean, your face? KOZLOWSKI No. JACKIE Why not? KOZLOWSKI I took it as a sign that it was time for me to move on too. MIA To change your identity? KOZLOWSKI Yes. But I couldn't just destroy the face that meant so much to me. The face that had belonged to my lover and become my own. JACKIE So... KOZLOWSKI (MATTER-OF-FACT) So I decided to give it to someone else. MIA To who? KOZLOWSKI My assistant. He was ready to move up. He would take over my face and run Anka Kuşu. In return I would take my assistant's face and start over as a young man. MIA Wow. KOZLOWSKI I had spent my previous youth in libraries and lecture halls, reading, writing, revising. My second youth was dedicated to pleasure and promiscuity. I learned how to party, how to win and break hearts! Four months of excess, in which I experienced more excitement and emotion than in the previous four decades. MIA Just four months? KOZLOWSKI After that I was ready for something new... JACKIE What's that? KOZLOWSKI Old age! MIA Seriously? KOZLOWSKI I had done enough partying to last a lifetime. JACKIE Yes but- KOZLOWSKI (CON’T) I was ready for some tranquility and reflection. And I was curious to see the world as an eighty year old. JACKIE You... went through with it...? KOZLOWSKI Of course. It wasn't hard to find an octogenarian who wanted my young face. JACKIE Ri... right. How did you enjoy old age? KOZLOWSKI I liked having people open doors for me and carry my groceries. There was a lot I could get away with... Shoplifting, dodging the train fare... Nobody dared make a fuss! MIA How long did you stay in the eight year old's skin? KOZLOWSKI After a few months I had had enough. The way people talked to me made my blood boil! Like I was a small child! So patronizing! Old age was not for me. MIA You swapped faces again? KOZLOWSKI Adopting new identities … became an addiction. I wanted to experience the world through as many faces as possible. JACKIE And you found enough people to trade with? KOZLOWSKI (SMILING) There is always someone who needs a new face. I gave the octogenarian's face to a criminal who was on the run from Interpol. MIA (SPLUTTERS) Really? KOZLOWSKI It allowed him to withdraw quietly to the safety of a nursing home. MIA What about you? KOZLOWSKI I became the target of an international manhunt! (CHUCKLES) Quite the experience! MIA Ok... KOZLOWSKI They finally tracked me down in Amsterdam and threw me into jail. JACKIE Jail? KOZLOWSKI From there I swapped faces with one of the wardens- JACKIE What? Why would the warden want to swap faces with you? KOZLOWSKI He said he would rather be in prison than confront his wife. I took over his face and domestic troubles and he took my cell. I got to experience going through a divorce. Which was interesting. JACKIE Huh. KOZLOWSKI From there I switched places with a successful investment banker who wanted to leave behind the world of finance. Then I took over the identity of a disfigured war hero. MIA How long did you keep this up? KOZLOWSKI (SATISFIED AND PROUD) I have seen the world from behind more than a hundred different faces. JACKIE And do you still do it? Change faces? KOZLOWSKI No. MIA Why not? What changed? KOZLOWSKI I met Kozlowski. JACKIE Of... of course... MIA This is so fucked up. JACKIE Tell us about Kozlowski. The real Kozlovski. KOZLOWSKI Piotr Kozlowski was a rogue surgeon from Gdansk. He was suspended for his unconventional methods and performing unnecessary and negligent operations. He should have been put behind bars for a very long time, but... MIA Yes? KOZLOWSKI The day before he was due to appear in court, he was hit by a tram. MIA Huh. KOZLOWSKI The Polish tabloids were awash with speculation: was it an accident or was it suicide? BEAT. It was neither. JACKIE He faked his death? KOZLOWSKI The Amelia Project faked his death. MIA Hmm. JACKIE Odd... He doesn't really sound like the Amelia type. MIA Well, that depends on how "unusual" his practices were I guess. JACKIE He was a maverick? KOZLOWSKI No. JACKIE Oh. KOZLOWSKI But The Amelia Project was so desperate for a new surgeon, they omitted to vet him properly. MIA They lost their previous surgeon? KOZLOWSKI I believe he is still serving time in Canada. MIA Canada? The Amelia Project was in Canada? KOZLOWSKI Let us save the history of Amelia for another time. It is a subject that will take many hours to unpack. MIA (GRUNTS) KOZLOWSKI Suffice to say, The Amelia Project had recently fled to London and needed a new surgeon. They faked Kozlowski's death and brought him to their new base above The Rising Phoenix pub in Hampstead. Which is where I met him one night, sat at the bar, nursing his tenth pint. I bought him another and another and another. The bell rang for last orders. I took him to a bench on Hampstead Heath and opened a bottle of vodka. He spilled his heart out to me. JACKIE He told you about The Amelia Project? KOZLOWSKI He told me he could not comply with their outlandish demands. He told me he had failed every case they had given him. They realized he was not up to the task but had already entrusted him with their secrets. He was terrified of what they would do to him. He needed to escape. But how do you escape the masters of escape? JACKIE You switched faces with him. KOZLOWSKI Yes. MIA And the Amelia Project didn't notice? KOZLOWSKI (LAUGHS) They noticed that Kozlowski's skills improved overnight! I am the best surgeon they have ever had. My abilities made them the number one death faking agency in the world! And for my part... well... it was like coming home. I had lived more lives than I could remember. My thirst for experience had been quenched. I did not feel the need to interact with another human ever again. The Amelia Project let me retire to a safe and secret lab where I could keep busy with a constant stream of interesting challenges. I have never felt the need to move on since. I am at peace with myself. JACKIE But The Amelia Project isn't aware of your real identity?! KOZLOWSKI No. beat. I have given you something that not even The Amelia Project knows. There. Is that proof enough that you can trust me? PAUSE. JACKIE You will tell us all of Amelia's secrets? KOZLOWSKI Yes. JACKIE You will bring them out of hiding? KOZLOWSKI Yes. JACKIE Hand over that autopsy report. KOZLOWSKI You agree to fake my death? BEAT JACKIE Yes. MUSIC. CREDITS. PIP Stay tuned for the epilogue, but first the credits. This episode was written by Philip Thorne with story editing by Oystein Brager and quotations from Khalil Gibran. It was directed by Philip Thorne and Oystein Brager, with music and sound design by Fredrik Baden and audio engineering by Dominic Hargreaves. It featured Hemi Yeroham as Kozlowski, Jordan Cobb as Jackie Williams, Erin King as Mia Fox, Benjamin Noble as Agent Haines and Torgny G Aandera as Agent Cole. Coming up Marissa Tandon and Graham Rowat as agents in the Istanbul office. Graphic design by Anders Pedersen and production assistance by Maty Parzival. 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BILL Not really my scene. CLAIRE Engage in all sorts of semi-legal activity... BILL That's more like it. Anka Kuşu you say? CLAIRE Yup. BILL Here in Istanbul? CLAIRE Apparently. BILL Huh. I've been stationed here for a decade and I've never heard of it. Sure it's in Istanbul? CLAIRE That's what she says. BILL Who's asking? CLAIRE Someone from the London office. Let's see... uh… Mia Fox. She also wants us to check this name... Atil Aslan. BILL I'll run it through the system. (TYPES) Atil Aslan. Nope. No matches. CLAIRE Apparently he received a Doctorate in Medicine from the University of Marmaris, founded the Anka Kuşu clinic in Istanbul with someone called Behrem. Don't have a surname for him, just Behrem. BILL Wait wait wait, did you say the University of Marmaris? CLAIRE Yes... BILL What did he study? Sunbathing? (LAUGHS) (BILL TYPES) Yup thought so. Here. No faculty of medicine in Marmaris. CLAIRE Oh. Um. That's odd. So what should I tell Agent Fox? BILL You can tell her that she's being given bad information. typing fades out. END.