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This man needs help.

Porter, chair!

Doctor!

Let's get some OT here, please quickly!

I think he needs to get some more chest X-rays done.

He's hemorrhaging,

we need to get him into resus as much as possible.

Okay, let's go.

Keep the mask on, it'll help you breathe.

Yeah, thanks Malcolm, I can see it now.

Wait!

Plague.

Plague.

Don't let anybody go any further, this

hospital's under quarantine!

Get Security to seal all the doors.

Make sure nobody leaves the building.

Get me Harry.

- How are you? - I'm fine.

Where's Asnik? - In isolation.

He's got about an hour, maybe less.

Now, I've got to go now!

What about these people?

What's the estimated mortality rate?

Mortality is 94%,

but over a limited number of infection cycles.

The virus goes off like a bomb,

kills as many people as possible,

and then it quickly mutates.

Leaving the targeted area safe for invasion.

Adam, the average incubation period for this virus

is 18 hours.

You were infected two hours ago.

No matter what happens today,

in 12 hours, you will be on this quarantine ward.

8% of Greater London,

that's in excess of half a million people dead

inside a week.

Malcolm, we now have to assume

that Zaf and those mercenaries

are infected with the plague. - Okay, we're in.

Angus Leonard, here he is.

This lists a number of properties in Leonard's name.

Shell Companies. - Garages? Lock-ups?

Yeah, at least half a dozen of 'em spread all over London.

There's a secure location in one of Leonard's company names,

a machine tooling business about a quarter of a mile

east of where Adam was injected.

Clear!

Clear!

Over here!

This way.

Oh, Zaf.

Six of them.

And there were only five mercenaries.

Single shot through the base of the skull.

Soaked with accelerant and burned.

Their bodies were fused together.

It'll take forensics time to separate them,

let alone identify them.

Until we're sure Zaf was one of the bodies,

we have to concentrate on this.

This is all Copenhagen's work.

He planned for the virus to be released in Iran, not here.

He's just clearing up after his own mess.

Whoever he is, we track him down-

Look, right now, anyone who came within six feet

of Mehan Asnik is a potential carrier of this disease.

22 of them are already here in quarantine.

How many more did he pass in the street?

We have to locate and identify every one of them,

get them in here before they become contagious.

Most now have been quarantined.

It's been a mere two hours since the outbreak

of what St. Edwin's Hospital

will only confirm is an infectious tropical disease.

Just enough to lure them back, but not scare them away.

Okay, Asnik was kicked out here.

The good Samaritan picked him up here.

And this is their route to the hospital.

Less than a quarter of a mile.

Now, these are the people who passed

within transmissible distance.

Pending identification, each has been assigned a number.

See what resources you can reassign

to the facial recognition software.

We need those IDs as soon as possible.

Jo, can you liaise with S019? - Sure.

Harry, the virus was released in Tehran

half a day before it reached London.

Perhaps they're half a day closer to solving the problem?

Maybe Anna's heard something inside the Embassy.

She knows who you are, Adam, the woman hates you.

Hate's good, I can use hate.

Okay, our first hit, Vector 45.

Karen Dugan, born Ipswich 1963.

The card's on the table, Bob.

We've got a big problem.

Please don't be offended if I suggest

you might be in possession of the solution.

I wish I was in a position to be offended, Harry,

but you and I both know I'm not.

We've got wild vectors, carriers we can't trace.

In 18 hours, the infection rate will explode.

Okay, yesterday,

we flew a sample of this new guy direct to Washington,

see exactly what we're dealing with,

and it turns out, what I told you yesterday was correct.

It's of US origin, strain E-34,

and Saddam had someone cook it up a little,

stir it around, Russians, maybe, Indians.

Hell, the French at a push.

We're working on a therapeutic vaccine right now,

and see if we can't retrofit the strain we've already got,

and the DNA sequence has gone to your guys at Porton Down,

but we need time.

We don't have time.

in Chemical suits

moving large numbers of body-bags

into the restricted zone.

They will also make a plea with United Nations,

where families-

Not here, follow me.

Ana.

Please sit.

No.

This is Mehan Asnik.

Iranian.

Yesterday, he arrived in England,

and he brought something back with him.

A virus that mimics pneumonic plague.

Iran acquired it as a weapon,

and then somehow, God knows how, it got loose.

It's killing people in Tehran, as we speak.

And now it's loose in London too.

This is what it does Ana.

Look, Ana.

Make the lie big, make it simple,

keep saying it, and eventually, they'll believe it.

Well, not me, Peter.

Adam, whatever you are, not again.

Ana, Iran acquired it as a weapon.

They wouldn't have done that without a fail-safe, a vaccine.

We believe it might be somewhere in the embassy, your home.

This is your chance to save thousands of lives, Ana.

Maybe tens of thousands. - Oh, and what now,

I'm to consider you noble?

You slept with me.

It's easy to be principled and brave

when there's nothing's at stake.

- Principled? - This is your chance

to do something- - Who are you

to mention principles? - You believe in.

You lied to me, you used me.

- Ana. - My body, the car.

- Listen. - Just thinking about it

makes me want to throw up. - Ana, people are gonna die.

Innocent people, who don't care much

about politics, or religion, or, or any of the rest of it.

- The rest of it? - This is your chance

to do something about it.

I'm not gonna apologize to you again, Ana,

because you're right, I'm a liar,

but I am gonna ask for your help again.

I'll beg, if you want me to.

Not if you were dying in the street.

I might be.

I spent time with Asnik yesterday.

I'm infected with this thing too.

It's all right, I'm not of a danger to you, not, not yet.

I brought this thing back, Ana.

I didn't mean to, but I did.

How long do you have?

A few hours.

Liar.

If you're lying, I'll find out.

Why would I lie?

I don't have time to lie.

We have to find that vaccine.

In the face of continued accusations

about the illegal manufacturing and transporting

of chemical or biological weapons,

the Iranian government has emitted strong denials

of any wrongdoing.

'In the last few minutes however,

a statement from the White House expressed grave concerns

about the implications of this catastrophe,

and promised the sternest of responses if evidence pointed-

What kind of country would allow this to happen?

This was done to us, not by us.

And what is Tehran doing to help these people?

Why aren't they administering a vaccine?

There must be a vaccine.

They wouldn't be fools enough, would they,

to buy the poison and not the antidote?

So many dead.

And all you do is wag your finger.

Adam, did the Iranians have the vaccine?

- Not sure. - Wasn't Ana forthcoming?

No, not yet, it's too early to tell.

What, and we're still considering her an asset?

Yes.

Yes, we are.

So where do we go from here?

We may be too late to rein this thing in.

But someone somewhere knows about a therapeutic vaccine,

and we have to find them.

Actually, I have a suggestion.

Apart from the Americans who made it,

we know of three countries capable of modifying Strain E-34

and re-selling it to Iraq, France, India and Russia.

So, one of these countries will have access

to the vaccine.

And their top spies will know about it.

How do we establish who that is?

By asking.

By forcing an answer.

What we abduct and threaten spies from friendly nations?

Yes.

That's a very dangerous precedent to set.

Once it starts, where does it stop?

It won't be pretty.

We'll be leaving British Agents open to reprisal attacks,

both home and abroad, our entire network.

It will be spy on spy.

If you want to agonize, then agonize tomorrow.

'Cause unless we respond effectively to this situation now,

we're going to have half a million dead Londoners

on our conscience.

So let's go.

So how long have you got before you're contagious?

Long enough.

Adam?

Seven hours.

Do you want to start keeping your distance?

No.

Come here!

Come on!

Did you come alone?

It's what you asked.

Why the secrecy?

I need your help.

Just say the word.

It's the old spy's curse, Bob.

I find it hard to believe someone

when I know, if I were in their place, I'd lie.

Harry.

I think you're lying to me.

I think, if you don't have the vaccine,

then you know where it can be found.

Of course you think that.

I wish you were right, I really do.

I know how to cover my ass, Harry.

If I had the vaccine, I'd give it to you.

My wife is with me, she lives here.

I'm as scared as you are.

Somehow, I doubt that's true.

Yeah?

What do you mean "a problem"?

Hey!

What the hell is this?

You're about 89 kilos, aren't you, Bob?

Don't worry, Bob, you'll be fine

in about an hour.

Do you have any experience in this line of work?

I mean, I don't want to make it sound awful,

but it's not for everyone.

I would not like my daughter to do this job.

I haven't just hopped off the haycart, Mr Kuznetzov.

- Then come to me now. - Here?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, right here.

Right now.

Do you want to undress?

Of course not.

I would like you to.

- Excuse me, excuse me! - Yes?

Really sorry, I think you dropped this.

No, I don't.

He knows.

Morning, Nirav.

How are you?

Good.

Adam, is it?

I'm gonna ask you to come with me, Nirav.

Are you armed?

No.

I am.

Look.

Oh no, stop, stop, stop, stop!

Stop!

Guesswork and rumor

have panicked and confused those families

who were affected by this virus.

We have medical professionals

working intensely on each patient,

and have ensured that no-one anywhere will be infected.

- Ha! - And now for a look

at this morning's weather.

You might've called ahead.

I didn't want to spoil the surprise.

By which I can only assume my calls

are still being monitored.

Mm, this is what they're giving you to work with

these days, is it?

Have you got a minute?

I'm busy.

It'll be a quick minute.

Well, make sure you wipe your shoes.

You too, Malcolm, come on.

Come in from the cold.

Connie, I need your help.

And I suppose the service thinks I owe it a favor.

No, the debt is owed by the service to you.

It always was, I know that.

As you never failed to mention

in all your many letters and phone calls.

Very well then, let's get it over with.

Bring them in one by one, please.

It was a Bio-weapons research facility,

back in the days when we called it germ warfare.

The MOD sold me the land cheap when I retired.

They like to have washed-up old Spooks

maintaining their more sensitive properties.

- Roomy. - This way.

You've really lost it, Harry.

Do you think for one second-

That I'll get away with this?

Come on, Bob.

Do you think I care?

And what exactly is that?

It's blood, taken from the veins of a man

who died earlier today.

What killed him is a weaponized virus.

The virus is carried on the air in minute particles.

It's called Aerosol Distribution.

You breathe it in, you die,

unless you've already been vaccinated,

or have ready access to the vaccine.

If you do this,

my operation will track you down and kill you.

Then let's hope we both live long enough for them

to be able to give it a try.

This is a guy, who's so morally opposed

to extraordinary rendition.

This isn't extraordinary rendition, Bob, this is kidnap.

And torture, you were never much of a fan of that, either.

We don't like to call it that, these days, do we?

We don't want to offend anyone.

Jesus Christ, Harry!

The vaccine, Bob?

Because we're almost done here.

Harry, don't do this.

Don't do this.

Oh, God!

Oh, God!

You're too young to remember much about the Cold War.

But my generation,

we lived every day with the possibility of Armageddon.

End of the world.

The living will envy the dead.

Unlike some, I never had much taste for it.

Running a few hookers,

lifting a little corporate intelligence.

I like the world like this.

Edik, what are you trying to say?

There is something you should know.

You're not actually going to let me do this, are you?

I don't know anything about the vaccine.

Not good enough, I'm afraid.

But I can help, maybe, with your missing officer.

Zaf, is his name, no?

He claims a French surveillance team

witnessed the bodies being burned,

but that Zaf was led away.

He's lying, Ros.

Well, he knows something.

He's a spy, he's got partial information,

he's extrapolating, telling us what we want to hear.

It's a trap.

They'll be down on you in five minutes.

Yeah, you're probably right, Harry,

and if that happens, I'll live with it.

But what if he is genuinely trying to buy his freedom,

selling the only thing in his gift?

I haven't administered the virus.

If Cuvier's telling the truth, it could lead us to Zaf.

That could lead us to whoever did this to us.

Then we can identify Copenhagen.

God knows, we all wish Zaf was alive.

We all want to deal with Copenhagen.

But operational priority right now has to be this vaccine.

Harry?

Since maybe six hours ago,

Russia and Britain have been negotiating a price

for the vaccine.

What?

Do you really know nothing about it?

Two choices, Edik.

My time is very short.

Either you tell us where the vaccine is, or we make you.

We don't want to do that, but we will, believe me.

The vaccine is already here.

But if I help you, Russia will kill me, and also you.

So?

According to Kuznetzov,

the Home Secretary's already negotiating with the Russians

to secure the vaccine.

That's good, isn't it?

They're refusing to meet Russia's terms.

What terms?

What could they possibly be asking for

with so many lives at stake?

Something too big to concede.

What, I don't know, and nor does Kuznetzov.

It's a cabinet to cabinet thing,

red telephones, all the rest of it, politicians.

You're really in trouble this time, aren't you?

I've ordered the kidnapping and attempted murder

of four foreign spies, including a key man of the CIA.

And all this to source a vaccine

the government may already have secured

without deigning to tell its own security services.

Same old thing, eh?

Between the devil and the deep blue sea.

So what will you do?

I can't risk my officers on Kuznetzov's uncorroborated word.

I've got nothing up my sleeve.

You won't let them hear that?

I don't care how you feel, to them, you're Harry Pearce,

the still point of the turning world,

and you won't let them see you like this.

All right.

The Russians might have the vaccine.

Whitehall might be gambling with British lives.

So let's take control of this thing.

We take Kuznetzov at his word.

If he's lying, we deal with it,

then we look somewhere else.

If that falls through, we look somewhere else,

and we keep looking until we get our hands

on the vaccine, agreed?

They'll have your head, Harry.

Malcolm? Connie.

Where are you? Harry's scared stiff.

Hush, now I need you to do something for me.

Oh no, no, Connie, Connie, I would if I could.

But today is not the day for asking.

Yes, yes, yes, I need you to do something

about my security clearance.

It's suspended, you know?

I can't do that!

Yes, you can, Malcolm.

I mean, all I need is, say level four.

Just to get me through the door.

A monkey could do that, couldn't it?

A monkey- - Connie?

In about a minute, I'm going to swan into the Home Office.

If I don't have clearance, they'll arrest me.

So do get on with it.

Come on, come on, come on.

Please, please, please, come on.

Malcolm, I want details

of the Home Secretary's Confidential PA.

You mad old fool, you'll get yourself shot.

Maggie, Maggie Dibdin?

May I? - Er, yes.

Maggie, my name's Bernice.

I'm from Human Resources.

I'm afraid you have to call home.

- Home, why, what's happened? - Nobody's been hurt,

and wee Josh is quite all right.

- Josh? - He's fine.

I know your boss is in and out every two seconds.

So if you want more privacy to call home,

you're quite at liberty to use my office.

It's on the second floor.

Chop, chop.

Yes, thank you.

Where's Maggie?

I'm afraid Maggie's been called away, Home Secretary.

Personal Emergency.

We've called for a replacement.

Do we, have we met?

Several times, yes.

Well, uh, just let me know when the replacement's here,

the moment she arrives.

And we need some more drinks in there, please.

Absolutely.

Stop the car.

Harry was right.

Zaf's gone.

He's gone.

And anyway, do you think he'd want you risking the operation

like this for his sake?

Do you think he'd want you risking yourself?

You'd be out there all alone, Ros.

No support, no backup.

And what happens if we lose the trail,

and we can't pick it up?

Can you live with the thought of leaving Zaf

out in the field?

Because I'm not sure I can, Adam.

I'm gonna call French Intelligence.

It's the only lead we've got.

I need you.

I need you.

No, you don't.

Adam?

Oh, God. I'm sorry.

Don't be.

We're in this together.

So, I think it's maybe time to go get the vaccine.

The Home Secretary has this morning

talked about the need for calm following the news

of at least one death,

with several more patients critical

as the MRSA crisis deepens.

Several hundred have now been quarantined,

but it's feared that the superbug

has now spread into the wider population.

The health services- - Excuse me.

have been forced to issue a list of symptoms

the public should be aware of.

These include flu-like symptoms,

with more experiencing respiratory discomfort,

aching joints, a rise in body temperature, dizziness,

and frequent coughing fits.

Anyone who has symptoms-

You need to come with me.

It's all right, I'm fine.

You really have to leave now.

- It'll be all right, really. - Come on.

I need to get you to the isolation ward.

Well, there's nothing wrong with me.

Tell Magritte, Yves hopes she's well.

Stay on this number.

- What's going to happen? - Let's get you on a bed.

Now, what are my chances?

The doctor's coming.

For 20 years,

the antidote has been buried in Highgate cemetery.

But since this opportunity arose,

the Russian operation in London has moved it.

All day, the antidote has been passing

from officer to officer.

Safe from detection,

and ready for quick delivery

when our terms are met.

But when you call it in,

won't they know something's wrong?

Darling, I'm a senior officer.

If I order the vaccine brought to me, they obey.

How long will that be?

Fast, if they believe me.

If not, they kill us.

You have Yves.

You understand that I want him back.

And do you have Zaf?

No. No, we don't have Zaf.

So, I hear the CIA is very concerned for its man.

Bless.

You know, I can't recall the last time

an allied nation behaved in such a way towards its own.

The repercussions don't concern you?

The fallout?

Spy versus spy?

Not disproportionately, no.

Angus Leonard, the mercenary.

We've been watching him. - Why?

Rumblings of a coup in French Polynesia.

Leonard was to lead it, we think.

This is your officer Zaf, yes?

Do you know who your enemies are, Ros?

Well, apparently, today it's someone called Copenhagen.

Not today, now, this minute, but historically.

Do you know who your real enemies are?

I think I've got a pretty good idea, yes.

If that were so,

you wouldn't need my help to find your officer.

Release our man, unharmed, tonight.

I'll give you what you need.

Give me what I need, and we'll release your man.

Hmm, and now I suppose we'll have to wonder

who wants what, more?

You have my number evidently.

Spasibo, so wait for me here.

What did you say to them?

Passwords, codes, no pleasantries.

Put the box here.

Adam, the engine's stopped.

I think they're coming back.

Have you passed on an alert-

Hey, hey, hey, hey, I told you, no lies, no lies.

They must have been alerted to my disappearance.

I swear.

We're blown.

You take the vaccine.

I'll keep them at bay. - No.

You need to get that vaccine to the hospital,

and you need to take it as soon as possible.

Just go!

Go!

Edik, I need your help, for both our sakes.

What?

- On your knees. - Knees?

Yeah.

I know what you're doing now.

Hey, hey, hey.

Stop!

You can shoot me if you like,

but I'll take your senior officer with me.

Actually, she's not lying.

I swear to God.

- Where's the case? - I swear to god!

I swear to god!

You, go.

Okay.

You took your time.

Now, the gun, please.

What do you take me for?

Moscow want a word with you, Edik.

He's curious what other operational secrets

you might've given up.

What happened to the case?

Stop the car!

Drive, drive!

Drive, Just drive!

I'm an MI5 Officer.

Take me to St Edwin's Hospital.

Malcolm!

How soon can we get an armed response team to Jo's position?

We can't get an armed response there

in less than eight minutes.

Get bodies there in numbers as quickly as possible.

Jo? - Unfortunately, no.

Bring it back.

Bring what back?

Bring back the antidote, or she will be shot.

I'm not coming back, no matter what you do, so why do it?

What's the point?

- You have two minutes. - I'll never make it

in two minutes.

Five minutes, five minutes at least!

Just give me five minutes. - You have two minutes.

Okay, look, don't do anything,

I'm, I'm turning round.

I'm coming, please, just don't do anything.

Should I turn round?

Just keep going.

You know he's not coming back.

He is coming back.

Malcolm, how long until SO19 get there?

You're not turning back?

No Malcolm, I'm not turning back.

How soon?

- SO19? - On their way.

- In time? - No.

Get me the Home Secretary.

One of my officers is about to die doing her duty.

So you use what leverage you have with the Russians

and get them to call off their dogs.

How? By doing what?

Say anything for now, agree a price, any price,

just get them to stop.

I'm almost there, I'm two minutes away at most.

Time is up.

Please don't hang up, don't hang up, don't kill her!

Don't kill her, don't.

He's a cold one, your friend.

The benefits of a public school education.

Nevertheless, I am sorry.

Alexi! Alexi.

there is no need to do this.

Killing her doesn't help leverage the situation, does it?

Leverage the situation?

You've been in London too long.

And you're not thinking like a field agent

who I know you are.

Please don't do it.

Think, use your brain!

Don't presume to order me, Edik!

I'm not ordering you.

Please listen to me. - Well, shut up!

Just listen to me!

- Shut up!! - Listen to me please.

I don't think so, Alexi.

Edik?

I said, "I don't think so, Alexi!"

Are you okay?

Go to the hospital, you need to check in.

I'll get help.

So close, huh?

Pretty close.

John.

Thank God.

You okay?

I'm still here.

You?

Still here.

Jo,

it was a difficult thing to do.

But it was the right thing.

I know that.

I just wanted to see if you'd say that to my face.

She's scared.

It's frightening knowing we'd all make the same choice.

I'm hungry.

I can't remember the last time I ate, I could cook.

- Yeah, right. - Well, I cook!

I know.

Okay, come back to mine,

and I'll throw something together.

If I can find anything in the fridge.

It's Ana.

It worked, then.

She's an asset.

Yeah, I suppose so.

You know you can't trust her, don't you?

You can't trust her, because she's in love with you.

I wouldn't call it that.

Call it what you like, Adam,

it makes her unpredictable.

Just be careful.

I'm always careful.

Take the call.

Ana!

Yeah.

Me too, Of course.

That'll be great.

I'll let you know where.

Documented proof of what the Government

considered to be acceptable British casualties.

Thousands of people dead if you hadn't found that vaccine.

Which means, you've got them where you want them

for five minutes.

Now, the uh, the men who were in my boarding house.

We got them out the way we got them in.

They'll never know where they were, you're safe.

Besides which, Connie, you're no use to me

stuck at the back of beyond,

feeding the geese and mucking out the pigs.

I need you where you belong.

Back on the Grid.

I'm long past all that.

The service has already chewed me up and spat me out once.

Never again.

You can consider that history

permanently and officially erased.

I need you, Connie.

Malcolm needs you.

I don't want some cold-eyed,

fast-track postgraduate on the Grid.

I need someone I can really, really trust.

Well,

I'll give it my urgent consideration.

Around 100 patients were taken in today

to be treated for the virus.

Many of whom have since complained about their treatment

whilst in quarantine.

All have now shown a full recovery.

The Home Secretary expressed-

This leads to a dead end, Ros.

The French don't know where Zaf is any more than we do.

We know that wasn't Zaf's body on that bonfire.

What?

I've just heard back from forensics.

The sixth body, the one we took to be his.

It was some poor vagrant shot in the head,

and piled on to make up the numbers.

Whoever's got Zaf, I think they're keeping him alive.

I'm gonna follow up the Magritte lead

to see if it leads to Copenhagen.

Have you spoken to Harry?

Harry will nix it, you know that.

Go, I'll cover for you for 24 hours,

after that, it becomes official, yeah?

I know.

Thanks, Adam.

Take care.

Ow!

Shit, shit, shit!