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Hey, Aaron,
it's Delia again.

Just got to Amsterdam. Um...

It's Lucas.
They've got to him, too.

Um, really worried.

Call me back.

Hey, Aaron, it's me again.

Um, look, I'm just calling
to say I do... understand.

Do you think that...

You think you need to do this
on your own, but you don't.

Lucas is in a fucking hospital!
The next time I see you,

I don't wanna see you
in a morgue.

I just... I care about you.

We had to sedate him.

But his CT scans
look promising.

There's no sign of bleeding.

And the fact that he's verbal,
lucid, is positive.

So he'll be okay?

We're monitoring him.

But his blood pressure's
stabilising.

The rib should heal on its own.

Thank you.

What the hell were you thinking?

When Aaron contacted me

and he told me to look
into someone.

Rebin Tuerxon.

Kazakh mother
and a Chinese father.

But Tuerxon's American educated.
He's a scientist.

What kind of scientist?

Rare earth metal.

Coltan.

But I never thought he would

actually follow that jet.
Never.

And I think I know
where that plane is going.

So the tailfin number
was in

one of the pictures, I imagine?

Yes.

And you tracked his destination?

Yes.

Oh, my God, Etienne. Where?

Amur Oblast.

It's, uh, in East Russia.

Aaron has gone
to Eastern Russia?

Yeah.

Follow it where?

Lucas.

Hey, are you okay?
How are you feeling?

- What-what did he say?
- "Never better."

"You should see the other guy."

Do you want me
to go get someone?

There was a nurse. Here.

Y-you want some help? Yeah...

- Ah...
- Excuse me, excuse me

- Careful.
- Do you remember what happened?

No.

You were in the apartment...

Look, I really appreciate
that you guys are here,

but if you really wanna
help me then...

Follow it where?

Um...

Can I?

Okay, so during the Soviet era,

the most interesting places
in the USSR were the ZATOs.

- Oh, the closed cities?
- Yes.

ZATOs?

They were effectively
military bases,

uh, where they would
develop weapons

and work on
the Soviet space programme.

And look.

These are cargo trucks

transporting Congolese Coltan,
okay?

How do we know that?

I checked the ID numbers
on the container,

then I check them against

the open-source
shipping manifest.

And finally tracked them back
to their source.

Well, it's good
to have you back, Etienne.

Thank you very much.

So these satellite pictures,
they're all of, uh, Skovo...

- Skovorodino.
- Skovorodino.

Yes. And, and look.

A few hours later...

What... They...

The trucks returned,
but they're empty?

Yeah.

So you reckon
that they unloaded

the Coltan in Skovorodino?

It's just a theory.

Well, that's not stopping Aaron.

He's gone
and chased your theory.

Uh, Etienne,

when you looked
at the satellite data,

did you also look
at the other part of the town?

Did you...
Did you look south?

Yes.

Oh, what is that?

Well, it's hard to tell,
isn't it?

It looks like a forest.

- So what are they hiding?
- I don't know.

But Congolese Coltan travelling

to a remote location
in East Russia,

a former USSR military
research town?

So maybe it is a good place
for Aaron to start looking?

Yeah.

Hey,
I know where you're going.

Uh, I'm not sure about this.

Just, uh, try and get online
when you can.

We're guessing Tuerxon

and Kuzmin
are travelling to this

blurred area on the map.

There is an adoption agency
in Skovorodino.

So you're gonna pretend
to adopt a kid.

So y-you have a good reason
to be there.

Just try to be
convincing

as possible and be careful,
okay?

Mm.

- No, no, no, no.
- Oh, fuck!

- D-do you want some help? No?
- No.

I'm gonna kick your ass
in no time.

- Yeah.
- You wanna kick my ass?

Come on, kick my ass.
Oh, yeah? Kick my ass.

You can't even move your arms!
So, please don't.

Why did you come back?

Hey.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Maya.

I knew they wouldn't
keep you down for long.

It's so nice to have you back,
Etienne.

- Thank you very much.
- Rebin Tuerxon.

He majored in aerospace and...

Excuse me, Maya,
but w-we already found that.

Yeah, but did you know
he went on to work for NASA?

Rockets and spaceships
NASA?

Full security clearance.

Well, if he worked
for the Americans,

what's he doing
with Kuzmin now?

The simplest explanation is,
he defected.

But maybe he was always working
for the Russians?

He did a couple of stints
with specialist

communications companies.

Designing commercial
satellite systems.

He even did one for some
obscure Russian company,

uh, Yegorovich Manufacturing.

Anyway, h-his employment
record, it was pretty regular.

Until he joins NASA.

And eight months into the job,
he quits.

- When was that?
- Five years ago.

And ever since,
to all intents and purposes,

Tuerxon, he's become a ghost.

A-are you lost?

I'm sorry?

Uh, you need a room?

Why are you here?

For the adoption agency.

But you are here alone?

I have the application form.

My wife, she got sick

the day before we were due
to leave, so...

Uh, I... We decided that
I should go on ahead alone.

I'm Nicholas, by the way.

- Ludmilla.
- Hello.

Very nice to meet you.
I'm Nicholas.

- Uh, Nikolai?
- Nikolai, yes.

I hope you like the room.

Yes, it's, uh, it's wonderful.

Thank you.

Hello.

You can come in.

I'm Nicolas.

I'm going to send you
some pictures

I took this afternoon.

Oh, man.

Yes. The forest hides
a factory.

Guards.

Yeah. With guns.

There's no way
I'll get past them

to see what's inside.

There's still nothing that ties

this factory
to the Coltan trucks.

Let alone, Tuerxon or Kuzmin.

Can you go back a few photos?

Stop.

That one.

Yegorovich Manufacturing.

Maya told us
that this is

one of Tuerxon's
former employers.

Yeah, but Aaron
still can't get inside.

Exactly, there's no way.

Yeah...

but maybe he doesn't need to.

- Not physically.
- What do you mean?

About 15 years ago,

the Americans and the Israelis,
they had a problem.

Wh-what kind of problem?

Iran was developing
nuclear weapons,

and it was becoming too much
of an existential threat.

Of course, they couldn't
just send spies

directly into
the Iranian factory.

So they had to come up
with another idea.

A computer virus.

It's called the Stuxnet Worm.

Look, they managed to get
this malware

inside the Iranian factory
on a USB stick.

It completely sabotaged
their systems.

What I'm trying to say is,
if we can manage

to get a USB stick
inside the factory

and if we can get someone
to put it into their system,

then we can programme it
to connect

to the factory's network

and maybe broadcast it to a
dedicated receiver close by.

So we have a receiver outside

the factory, connected
to a laptop?

- Yeah!
- Okay.

And then we let
the malware download

whatever files it can find.

Yeah.

Okay.

We'd be crossing
the line again.

This hacking is not journalism.

Delia, look,

Steve Lush died
when he found out the truth.

If we give up now...

Joshua died for nothing.

Okay.

Still, it could take weeks
to ship that device to me.

And I highly doubt that
this cover will last that long.

Okay, well... what if one of us
brought the USB device to you?

No fucking way.

It's way too dangerous for you
to come here, Delia.

After St. Petersburg,

it will be difficult for you
to enter Russia.

It's dangerous for you
to be there alone, Aaron.

We started this thing together.
Let's finish it together.

Alright.

I guess we need
to-to go shopping.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Hi.

- Lucas sent me.
- Lucas?

Yeah. For-for the materials.

- Oh, sure.
- Yeah.

Excuse me, yeah.

Your receiver...

and a microcontroller

with its hidden
Wi-Fi capabilities,

Standard BadUSB architecture.

- No returns.
- Oh, no problem.

No problem with that.

Okay.

Now, we just load
the malware and program it

to run when they plug this in.

Done.

- Receiver.
- Thank you.

Now we just need to get you
into Russia.

You'll find a way.

We think that
the best access

is gonna be through China.

Wish me luck!

So you would fly to Beijing.

And then you would get
domestic flights

to the Sino-Russian border.

Thank you.

From there, Sergey says

he's gonna be able
pull some strings.

Please be vigilant.

Hello?

- Oh. You must be Katya, yes?
- Yes. Nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you.
Nikolai!

- Your wife is here.
- Nice to meet you.

- Nicolas.
- Katie.

Well, um, this, this is my wife.

This is Ludmilla and Ivan.

I've already told them
everything about you,

about us, uh...

- Our hopes!
- Yes, exactly.

Well, I can't wait to finally
start with our new life.

Neither can I.

Nikolai, tell me...

How did you realise,

how do you say,
that, uh, Katya was the one?

Mm-hmm?

Um...

Well, it's funny,

because it took me quite
a while to realise.

Because in the beginning,
she really, really annoyed me.

Oh, yeah?

But then I started to see
the small things.

She opens her mouth
when she's concentrating,

I love that.

And then she has this thing,
where she, like,

when she's getting annoyed,

she, like, has the wrinkles
on her nose.

And then she does...
She doesn't really laugh.

She does like a "hm".
Like she just did.

I love it.

Um, I never ever have
to explain myself.

And I think she sees me.

And that's how I knew
she's the one.

And you, Katya?

Well, he calls me a tsunami,

and says I'm stubborn
and obsessive.

He-he's stubborn and obsessive,
I mean, like me.

But he's now the person I go to
for everything.

And when you're not with me...

I realise that I need you.

Your perspective and instincts.

You see people and things for
what they really are.

I needed that.

Mm.

Lucky man!

Oh, for moments like this,
we need to drink vodka.

Yes.

So, let us toast.

Our leaders often speak
of strength and progress,

but they make their decisions,
they choose their wars.

But we are the ones who are
left with the consequences.

For example, our eldest son.

Ilya.

They sent him to Syria.

They said they had
their reasons.

But they just sent him there
to die.

- Vodka?
- Yes, please. Thank you.

"Ilya" is a beautiful name.

Ilya.

- Ilya.
- Mama?

Yeah.

Come, come.

Oh, wow!

Hey! Katya!

Oh, my God.

Going without you
was irresponsible.

Well, if we're honest,
there's probably a time

I would have done the same.

Don't shut me out again.

What?

Don't shut me out again.

I won't.

W-what do you mean
they are package?

How did you get this?

Delia,
e-every mail package

has a unique tracking number.

And we figured out their format.

The last five digits are
always the zip code.

So we looked for packages
going to Skovorodino,

and we found some that were
going to the Yegorovich factory.

Oh, thank you.

Ah, shit, ha-ha-ha,
it's actually working!

Coffee mugs?
And computer keyboards?

Keyboards?

Aaron's address.

So we changed the address
and diverted them to you.

This is perfect.

Now-now, listen!

You just have to switch
one of the normal USBs

with the one with the malware.

And then you take off
the old label,

get it to the post office,

there, it gets a whole
shiny new label,

this time
with the right address

and then it will be sent
to our friends

at Yegorovich Manufacturing.

And they'll never know
their package

took a little detour.

Once you're done,
go get online near the factory,

and we'll remote access
your computer,

and we'll take it from there.

And the package is in.

Okay, that's the receiver.

You should have access
to the laptop.

Yeah, I see it. We're in.

Okay, I'm gonna take over
and we're gonna try

to brute-force
their Wi-Fi password by...

Okay, all or nothing.

Huh.

- Got it!
- Gone a lot softer.

Sorry, Luc.

Uh, I got it, I got it.

Here you go.

- Got it, saved the password.
- Okay.

Now we're in their network,

let's hope that someone
plugs in that keyboard

and the USB.

Okay?

They plugged in the USB.

So, what do we have?

Oh, there must be
thousands of files.

Everything from payroll,
accounting,

through to
employment contracts.

Has Tuerxon
made an appearance?

Yeah, uh, he's chief engineer,
if my translation is right.

Okay, in what exactly?

Well, that's where things
get really interesting.

There are bunch of schematics

and blueprints
for various subsystems,

but if you combine them
all together...

they form some sort
of satellite.

Let's have a look.

If this is a satellite,
where are the wings?

That's where the solar panels
will be, right?

So how's this going on?

Look, these plans must show
the internals.

Wow! Look how cool this is!

That's the inside?

Yeah. Yes, there must be
thousands of microprocessors.

Well, a satellite
with a computer systems

this dense, this complex,

would require a lot
of raw material.

Yeah, precisely.
And then there is this...

What is this?

My guess,
it's some sort of payload.

These are
microwave arrays,

extremely high-power lasers,

possibly some signal
jamming equipment

and some other stuff, TBC.

Guys, the satellites
are Tuerxon's specialty,

so I do think we know now
what they're building,

we just don't know why.

So we're gonna need more files.

We should go.

We've got, like,
30 gigs of data.

Um, so far,
it's just more of the same.

Payroll, accounting, a whole
bunch of scientific papers.

Papers on what?

Lucas, these are decay rates
of uranium.

Mystery payload?

Do you think
it's a nuclear weapon?

Guys, please. Let's not jump
to any conclusions.

Yeah, it would explain
why everything

is blacked out
in the schematics.

It would go against
every international agreement.

But, Lucas, you cannot get
past these guards. You can't.

Guys, look at this.

What is this document about?

Is, is this a tunnel
underneath the checkpoint?

I don't think there
are any guards around there.

There's an entrance.

Maybe we'll find out
more about how they

control these satellites.

We have to know for sure.

It would be dangerous.

Aaron. Aaron, please.

Let's not cross that
line again. Please.

We agreed we'd make decisions
together now, so...

I'm not doing this without you.

We are citizen
journalists behind a desk,

not secret agents!

We're so close.

All we've lost,
it has to be

worth something, right?

It's worth a shot.

Say we go in,

I mean, what are we,
what are we even looking for?

Um, uh... large centrifuges.

Industrial equipment,
just anything.

Anything that proves
they are processing uranium.

Pretty hard
to hide this stuff.

Okay, guys.

I'm gonna call you now.

And as soon as we're in,

we're gonna stream live
to the chat.

Just make sure
you're recording.

Uh, guys, we should
think about this before...

Just keep downloading the files.

Get what you can.

Send me the blueprint, please.

Thank you.

Okay, guys, I will try to find
a way to track you.

Up the ladder
and down the chimney.

Right.

I'm uploading
the building's plan

to my forensic architecture
software,

so if you keep your phone on,

I should be able to track you
inside the factory.

And please make sure
your phone is on silent.

Are we sure we wanna do this?

I mean, it should bring us
behind those gates.

You might lose
phone signal.

Do you have the Wi-Fi password?

Yes, I've got it.

Okay, call us back
from the network.

Better safe than sorry.

Yeah.

- We're in.
- Great.

Guys, I'm putting you
in my pocket.

Okay, so, centrifuges,

they're typically steel,
uh, like big metal tubes.

A few metres long.

See if you can find anything
like that.

Whoa, wait, wait, wait.
Is that...

Tuerxon?

Try to follow him.

Get a closer look.

Oh. Jesus.

Aaron.

Look at this.
The satellites...

Aaron, get out of there.

Go.

Go now, Aaron.

We have recorded
everything, so get out now!

Get out!

Keep on walking.

He's still following you.

D-don't look.
But is he still following you?

- Guys.
- Yeah?

- Guys, do you see this?
- Yeah, we see it.

I'm in an elevator.

Uh, yeah. Where are you going?

I don't know.
But I'm, I'm going down.

Aaron, I'm not sure about this.

I told you this was a bad idea.

No, no, no.

Guys, I think Tuerxon's
satellites are weapons.

- Why this place?
- I don't know.

They are aiming at satellites
all over the world.

Why are they targeting
other satellites?

Hello.

I admire the spirit.

Ah, my friend from
St. Petersburg.

- Oh, God.
- Who left in a hurry.

You can't blame me for trying.

We know about the payload
in the satellite.

What is it?
Nuclear weapon?

A nuclear weapon?

We could have done that
decades ago.

Lucas...

we need to get him
o-out of here.

- How?
- I-I don't know.

I followed him down.

Is that what Josh found out?

That you needed all of
the Coltan for your satellites?

Your friend was simply
collateral damage.

And Steve Lush?

And Claude?

You murdered them.

Why?

Why are your satellites
targeting

other satellites, huh?

Do you want to start a war?

We don't need to wage war
against you.

We just shut down your systems.

Hospitals, transportation,

telecommunications, banking.

And when the world,
as you know it, collapses...

very quickly you will realise...

we're all the same in the dark.

And after the darkness,
we will turn

the telecommunications
systems back on.

And your disinformation
will have filled in the blanks.

The uranium's powering
the jamming equipment

on your satellites and that's
how you create the blackout.

The greatest victories are
those that require no battles.

No one has the monopoly
on truth.

Truth belongs to all of us.

We will see.

Guys! Guys, uh, I think
I found a password

to their
internal security system,

but I need a minute.

So this is how you do it,

all that real-time
disinformation.

- A quantum computer.
- Yes.

Now...

- Give me your phone.
- No. No, no, no, no.

- Lucas, hurry up!
- Guys, what do I do?

Aaron, I'm gonna need you

out of that room
in three seconds.

- He can't hear you, wait...
- Three.

- No, stop!
- Two.

- Aaron!
- One.

Now!

Oh, shit.
We need another way out.

The elevator is
on its way down!

Please, just a second.

Etienne,
we don't have a second.

- Come on. Come on.
- Aaron, stay with me.

- Find a solution now!
- Okay!

We see you.

Take a look at the right
of the elevator doors.

You-you should see a vent.

Ge-get inside it.

You should see
a service ladder.

Keep climbing up.

Well, wait, wait. You're on
the wrong side of the building.

You're gonna need
another way out.

Um, uh, let me give you
some cover.

Okay, hold on. Just a second.

We are still
climbing up!

We're back
on ground floor!

What do we do now?

Okay, go. Now!

The truck. Come.

We're on a truck.

But we-we don't know
where we're moving to.

Guys.

Oh, my God,
where are you going?

Uh, you're heading west.

Bad news.
According to these blueprints,

there's an army barracks
that way.

It's Ivan.

And Boris.

Under the train.

Go. Go.

Goodbye, Nikolai.

Thank you, Boris.
Thank you very much.

Today we are publishing
45 gigabytes of data.

We believe these
documents uncover

a secret
Russian space programme

designed to initiate
a global digital collapse

and gain control of
international media.

The whole truth lies hidden
within these documents.

If you wanna help, click here.

The citizen
journalist group

known as The Kollective
have published a video

in which a Russian agent
appears to describe

a new uranium-based
space weapon,

the weapon, allegedly, has the
capacity to destroy satellites

on which the world depends
for internet,

air traffic control
and the stock market.

This would be in violation
of the Space Treaty

to which 130 countries
are signatories,

including Russia.

The Russian government has,
however, denied any involvement

claiming the agent
to be a rogue operative.

If-if I get scared?

Uh, yes.

Yes, a-all the time.

But what's the alternative?

Th-the important thing is

that we don't let it stop us.

That's, that's all,
that's a-what I wanted to say.

If we give in to fear,
we give in to them.

And that's not something
we are willing to do.

We believe uncovering the
truth can make a difference.

What happens next
doesn't have to be left up

to these competing narratives.

It can be up to you.

So, if you find something
that you care about,

it can be something local.

Find something that
matters to you,

and then start to investigate.

The documents we posted

were downloaded by almost
1.8 million people.

Each one of you give me hope.

I believe if Joshua
was still alive, he would say,

what we do matters.

If things had gone
any other way,

there's a chance that
we wouldn't be here today,

or that I'd be here alone.

It didn't go that way.

And... you're not alone.

None of us are.

Bye.

I'll see you online.