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Up to 66 people.

Predominantly girls under the age of 10

have been killed in an airstrike

by Israeli fighter jets on the Gaza Strip this morning.

Israel has expressed its deep regret

for the civilian casualties,

but has emphasized that the real targets

of its raid were planning lethal attacks

on settlements in Northern Israel.

The Iranian government claimed to be sponsors of Hamas

have already condemned the attack targeting the group.

We heard from the Iranian special council,

Darius Bakshi earlier today.

And look who's crawled outta the woodwork.

This attack is an unprecedented atrocity,

a violation of human values

and assault on the most sacred of principles.

Values and principles your regime upholds of course.

A crime against humanity,

which does nothing to improve prospects

for peace across the region,

and which will only strengthen the hand

of the very people Israel claims to be fighting.

Among the responses to the attack,

the Pentagon stated that the loss of life in Gaza

was tragic, but that Israel reserves the right

to defend herself against any attack

from terrorist organizations.

The Israelis didn't intentionally target the school,

but they were still sending a message

to Hamas and its sponsors.

There's going to be consequences.

Don't you wish these people would just

stopped sending messages?

Yes.

How are you?

I saw you on television.

How did I look?

Like any diplomat practiced in the art

of double standards?

Don't mistake the depth of my outreach,

this attack will make hardliners of us all.

Sadly, I think that may be the intention.

As this is a goodbye more than an au revoir,

I thought I should warn you that it may not be Israel

who pays the price for the attack.

Whoever does pay, will reap a bitter harvest.

Noted.

I hope so, I have happy memories of London.

Meeting room. Not you.

Yeah, yeah. Of course.

It was definitely a warning.

I'm sure he's doing his best

to let us know we're about to be attacked.

Where? By whom?

Excellent questions.

Luckily he provided us with the date of the attack

and the address and national insurance number

of everything. - All right, Adam,

I meant to highlight that Hamas

never operate outside the occupied territories

and we've just done a deal with Iran.

With the Iranian government.

Happy memories of London?

I'm sure he's trying to tell me something.

Well, he is right that the attack cemented,

unlike the alliances,

hardline elements in Iran working with Al-Qaeda

would've been previously unthinkable.

So right now we are the fall guys,

plenty of enemies and precious few friends.

Something of the matter, Malcolm?

No, nothing.

That CD case you've been holding in your hand

and tapping rather irritatingly.

Oh, this?

Yes that.

It's Beethoven 7th,

the Venezuelan revolutionary youth orchestra.

Splendid energy, actually

Put the CD away.

- No, but- - Let's put it away for now.

Fine.

Might we have a word?

We might.

Is it about Beethoven?

As a matter of fact, it is.

This CD was actually sent to one of our press mailboxes,

our stringer passed it up.

Would you mind?

Well, it's certainly powerful.

Right at the end, there's a sequence of chords

that weren't written by Beethoven.

Who were they written by?

Somebody from DISIP.

The Venezuelan Secret Service,

what on earth do they want?

Well, the music's a code, obviously.

Now, once I tinkered with it, it revealed a message.

Which says?

which says, "We can help you

prevent the slaughter of innocents."

What slaughter? How?

Doesn't say.

Now, a- as you know, the Venezuelan president

is due to visit soon, at the invitation of the mayor.

There's a return address.

Have you worked out how they encrypted it?

It was awfully sophisticated.

Then send them pomp and circumstance in return,

and find out what they want.

Yes? Malcolm, get Adam in here now.

The body was found by some kids playing football.

The van just drove up, dumped it and drove away again.

No, I- I'm on my way there now.

Yeah, he's, he's, he's wrapped in our flag

which, you know, could be some kind of message.

This is Bandit country after all.

Oh, you poor soul.

- Adam? - Joe, can I come round?

Sure.

Six have put a call into Harry,

a body's been found in northern Pakistan.

Not so unusual in that neck of the woods.

A young male, Asian, he'd been badly tortured

and his body was wrapped in a desecrated Union Flag,

it's our turn to get the message.

We've sent Zaf's dental records out there

and I'm waiting for photos.

It can't be him, it's not possible.

They've got intel from a source

among the local tribesmen in the area,

apparently Islamic militia have been claiming

to have purchased a British spy.

Purchased?

That's all we know right now.

There are photographs of the corpse?

Yeah.

And?

Inconclusive.

The face is apparently disfigured.

There are some teeth left though, so...

I wanna see the pictures.

- You don't. - I wanna see them.

Jo, if it turns out to be Zaf,

you'll remember those photos for the rest of your life.

They'll be in the corner of your room

every night before you go to sleep.

Let me deal with this.

You don't wanna see them.

Look at that, college reunion.

How'd I get from that to this?

You bumped into me.

I heard about Zaf and I'm sorry, it wasn't my fault.

Yes it was.

I knew about the team of mercenaries that snatched him.

Yeah, we're aware of that.

But nothing was supposed to happen to your officer.

Somebody else ordered a kill team to go in

and take out the mercenaries.

Which somebody? What kill team?

There's a group who call themselves the Redbacks.

They're operating their own version

of extraordinary rendition.

They torched the mercenaries

but saw an opportunity with Zaf.

You're telling me they're specifically focused

on intelligence officers?

From anywhere in the world.

They take 'em and first extract information

for a primary client,

who gets to sit in on the, uh, interrogation,

and they're not fussed who the buyer is

and that group will sell them on

to whoever wants another crack of the whip, and so on.

Who are they?

All I know is their leader

is a guy named Jerry Townley, ex-Marine Corps.

You help me find these people,

and it might begin to make up for your part in Zaf's death.

I'll contact you in six hours.

At least the British officer lasted longer than this guy.

The final outcome is always the same though,

they break, they die.

When do we take her?

When the time is right.

Good day.

My name is Fernando Torres

and I'm the Venezuelan secretary for goodwill affairs.

Of course you are.

You said in your message

you thought you could help us.

In preventing a terror attack.

How?

We think the Americans plan

to assassinate our president on your shores.

I consider that to be a terror attack.

Your expressions say, "Oh, is that all?"

Well, if your president wants to prop up

the Castro regime with oil supplies,

he's gotta expect to take his lumps from the Yankee Devil.

I had a pet monkey like this one in Venezuela one time.

Plenty of (speaks foreign language),

afraid of nobody and nothing. Very useful.

Sadly, he was stabbed by a whore in a bar in Caracas.

An undignified way to go.

Especially when it turned out

that the Whore in question was called Juanito,

and had a dick the size of a baseball bat.

, as they say.

Not an expression we hear very much around these parts

but, then again, we did have rather more success

in seeing after Spanish than you.

How do you think we can help you?

Gracias.

This is the service file of Anabel Rodriguez,

an ex-member of the Venezuelan Secret Service.

He was also known as De Lobo.

The wolf.

He was a trained assassin and a CIA recruited him.

He's now their agent.

He's here?

Commissioned and ready to go.

Find him for us, and I can give you something in return.

Which would be?

Plans are being made currently

to take revenge for the Gaza atrocity.

Yes, we know that.

A British school.

A British school?

The clock is ticking

towards you very own

Do you have connections?

We are an oil producing country

and a paid up member of the Rogue Nation Club.

I sit down with this gentleman.

We shall consider your proposal.

You give us the assassin

and I will get you the intelligence you need

to help you save the lives of your children.

He called me a monkey and questioned my sexuality.

Yeah, the monkey insult crossed the line.

If the cousins are going to use a deniable asset

to murder a foreign head of state on our soil,

we need to be across that.

Whether or not the Venezuelans can help us,

so find me this Rodriguez.

I'm going to speak to Hogan.

I know the British sometimes set too much store

by good manners, but I consider a plan

to assassinate visiting head of state on our soil

to be impertinent in the extreme.

What can I tell you, Harry? Everybody hates you.

I understand the Venezuelan regime

is a thorn in your side, but you cannot do this here.

You did a deal with the Iranians behind our backs,

made us look stupid.

They're really pissed, Harry,

I have known happier times in the special relationship.

You'll be pleased to know it's not a decision

I've had anything to do with, I'm out of the loop.

Guilt by association, I'm afraid.

Sorry to hear that.

What are you going to do?

Going freelance, might take a tour of Baghdad

while there's still something left to see.

I understand you've been talking to Adam.

You know me. Anything I can do to help, I will.

And that includes finding your assassin.

A British school, that's all we've got.

There's not been a whisper about

of many of the usual sources.

We had 1,000s of possible leads,

but they're all dead ends.

Port authority, plus all London airports and stations

are doubling their security sweeps on arrivals.

And the JIC are meeting with the education secretary

to discuss the comprehensive closure of schools,

while they did that.

We're never gonna find the target school like this.

We must first find the assassin

and get the benefit of the Venezuelans acting on our behalf.

Call me old fashioned,

I don't think it's on for the Americans

to kill the foreign head of state on our soil.

A word of caution, by the way,

that image of Rodriguez is 20 years old.

What about the rest of his file?

Cigarette burns, coffee stains all over.

It's in Spanish, don't even know

how to use the subjunctive properly.

When does the Venezuelan president arrive?

Couple of days.

His code name from now on will be Pato.

Means duck.

It's going to be very high profile, it'll be tricky.

Anything else to go on?

The Chinese restaurant called the Fae Meng,

a known CIA hangout.

This morning I received an email invite,

supposedly from the restaurant,

to a special lunchtime buffet for Chinese New Year.

But it isn't Chinese New Year.

Or the year of the wolf.

Well, so who was the message from?

From the Venezuelans probably,

it's in the same style as the CD.

They can't exactly go there though,

they'd stand out like a sore thumb.

So at any known British officer, maybe...

- Not Kaplan. - Use him will lose him.

It's a good introduction,

he sits there with a camera and he watches.

Come on Adam, give him a chance.

He'll make a mistake.

Well, we learn through mistakes.

We die through them.

There's something about him I like.

he's the opposite of you.

Am I supposed to that as a compliment?

No, we need different types.

He's got brains.

Oh, this just get better and better.

You know what I mean.

His psych appraisal tests were phenomenal.

This kid's razor sharp.

All right, he's not dim but we've got Malcolm

to do crosswords in Swahili and quote Milton.

He needs training.

Then give him some.

The Venezuelan president

arrived in London today

for a controversial visit as the guest of the London mayor.

He'll be in London for three days,

making a series of high profile speeches

in which he's expected to launch a fierce attack

on US policy towards both his own country

and the Middle East.

Echo three, there's a tall bald guy entering now,

looks like he could be CIA.

Just gimme a beer.

That's gotta be a hand over.

I've never seen him before,

but he's got CIA written all over him.

Malcolm cross-checking.

Ryan Miller, better known as "Skinny Dog".

Who says the Americans don't do irony.

Veteran of Honduras and El Salvador.

Sensitive soul then?

Has all the right credentials

to be Rodriguez's handler.

Okay, echo three, don't let him out of your sight.

We've put a fix on Rodriguez.

What's he up to?

He's gonna leave the restaurant.

Echo three, try and get outside the restaurant before him.

Excuse me, sir. No smoking.

Not bad.

Okay, echo three, if he leaves,

report his direction but do not follow him.

Echo three, I said, do not follow him.

Echo three, I said, do not follow- Christ!

We're ready when you are,

we're just waiting for that bonus ticket we promised you.

This will rather change the original estimate.

Excellent.

The autopsy's over.

Zaf?

Final cause of death was some kind of ligature.

God help anyone who falls into their hands.

We need to review our security.

We've got terrorists planning an attack

that might involve children.

The Americans trying to kill

the Venezuelan head of state on our territory.

Yes, we must be vigilant

but we cannot take our eye off the ball.

Then we better start thinking more than one move ahead.

Zaf's body will arrive at North Hold,

his family have requested that we stay away

so we'll respect that.

He was taken by a group calling itself the Redbacks.

They operate by extracting information for a primary client

and then selling on down the food chain.

As far as Pakistan?

Well, we think he was drugged

and then taken out the country,

but the big question is

what he might have revealed about us under torture.

The autopsy threw up an interesting detail.

At some point, one of his guards

must have given him a soft drink in a can.

He used the ring pool to scratch something on his foot.

LV2, something.

Some kind of car registration maybe?

You all right?

Come to read me the lecture about the greater good?

No.

Pretty convenient for you though, isn't it?

Let's you just bail out when the going gets tough

and abandon your officers to their fate.

- I didn't- - We left Zaf to die

in fear and agony,

and you left me on my own. Remember that?

I've gotta go back into the meeting.

Have a drink of water, come back when you've calmed down.

LV2, Adam. My guess would be love two.

He knew he was gonna die

and he wanted to send a last message of love to somebody.

That's what people do.

Well...

The logistical cell is made up

of the usual homegrown fanatics,

but the attack cell is special

and will come in from France just before the strike.

What about the school?

We don't know that yet,

but we can continue helping if you bring us Rodriguez.

I'm supposed to believe your leverage is that great.

Venezuelan exports,

oil, rum, cocaine, beautiful senoritas.

Even fundamentalists are susceptible

to at least one of those.

So, what have you got for me?

They're here, the Redbacks.

They're here and they're gonna hit you again.

Shit. Can't tell you how bloody unwelcome

that news is to to me.

Malcolm, red flash the entire section,

tell 'em to go to a code nine.

Obscurity is all we can do right now,

I can't pull any officers off their cases.

Well, at least you've got a heads up.

Hello. What are you doing here?

Can we talk?

Ros once said to me, if she wanted to be popular

she'd become a vet.

Yes, that sounds like Ros.

I was meant to go to a college reunion tonight.

There'll be people there that became vets.

And you'll envy them.

I don't know. Dance, drink cheap wine,

maybe take a completely inappropriate man to bed.

A vet maybe.

Do you think a vet would make a good one night stand?

Uncharted waters for me, I'm afraid.

Maybe I'll go and see Harry.

"Harry, I know Al-Qaeda are planning on attacking a school

and the Americans are planning on

taking out a foreign head of state.

But I was wondering if it'd be all right

with you if I took some time off to go to a party?"

What do you think he'd say?

Oh, I think the vet might swing it for him.

Adam? Sorry, about the restaurant

and not getting it right.

Lighting a cigarette

to get outside the restaurant was good, instinctive.

Doesn't excuse your criminal stupidity

and wandering off against instructions.

Yeah, the sorry at the beginning of this conversation,

it was for that.

Listen, a lot of plates are spinning right now,

if we don't find Rodriguez

we might never find out about this school in time.

This Pato visit's nearly over, just one last stop.

This Rodriguez is a marksman.

It's his MO, top of his class.

I mean, can shoot the wings off of fly-

Make your point.

If I was gonna take a headshot from a tall building,

I'd hide out someplace

with plenty of Latin American cleaners.

They have the advantage of being able to access all areas

and nobody ever notices them.

It's not your worst idea.

Get the rosters from the cleaning company

and go through his files again,

see if there's anything we missed.

You're where?

Yo, come on.

It's gonna be so much fun.

I've got so much work to do.

I really can't.

Thanks anyway, have a good time.

Bye. - Well then, come.

I can't. See 'ya.

Malcolm, you got a minute?

This is Rodriguez's last medical file.

Yeah, I saw that.

Couple of psoriasis flare ups, inflamed gallbladder,

which made him give up drinks,

slightly raised blood pressure.

Yeah, and some allergies to go with the skin problems.

Leche, that's milk, right?

- Yeah. - And Gatos is cats.

He's allergic to milk and cats.

Adam, what do you think our Venezuelan's allergic-

Not now.

Okay.

I can't believe they've taken Jo.

Adam, calm down.

Okay. They're broke in through the back.

Everything else was untouched.

We've got hours to find out, otherwise she's lost.

Yes, we also have a school under threat

and some bloody Carlos "The Jackal" wannabe on the loose.

Every time, every time

we offer our people up as a sacrifice.

Well, not this time, Harry. Not this time!

You don't even know where to start.

Wrong, we've got Hogan.

He has a link to them, he can do a deal

without them knowing It's us behind it.

We put a tracker on the money,

we go in and we take the bastards out.

All our security's compromised anyway,

but we don't need to make the argument here.

We get Jo back, no debate.

Nobody knows.

I'll need Malcolm to source some trackers for the money.

He mustn't know that money's for Jo,

he must think you're paying for information about Zaf.

And Adam, you're on your own.

If you take too long, I'll haul you back in.

There's about 50

condensed into this little brew, just spray it on.

Your health and safety credentials,

cleaners have to be given a break every four hours.

Hmm, on top of their minimum wage?

Cleaners are also usually assigned a floor.

If he's after a headshot,

we'll have to assume he's on one of the upper levels.

Okay.

Out. Malcolm, I need several things

and I need them very fast.

I need to see you.

Usual place?

No, no, you'll have to come here.

Put the call in to your contact.

I'll try and keep the feed down.

Don't worry, we'll get it back anyway.

Call me the minute you hear something.

Hi Tom McAvity from the Health and Safety Executive,

we're here to talk to some of your cleaning staff.

I'll need to speak to your supervisor.

Sure.

Oh, and save him some time.

Tell him to bring time sheet and a duty roster.

Yes sir.

We've got a meeting with the Redbacks in one hour.

Right, where?

The Venezuelan president's controversial visit

comes to an end today with a banquet hosted by the mayor.

At the event is expected to renew his attack

on British support for American Foreign Policy,

and urge Britain to adopt a more

independent stance in world affairs.

It will be his last engagement

before flying back to Venezuela later this evening.

Excuse me. Excuse me.

Doing spot checks for the health and safety executive

on working times and statutory breaks.

Do you have your national insurance number to hand?

Have you had a break at all this morning, sir?

Tea break?

Bless you.

Yeah?

Okay. Good, good.

What's happening?

He's on his way.

He's bringing her now?

Not sure.

Just some insurance.

You put a tracker on the money, right?

Of course

She's not in the car.

Give me the tracker, Adam.

What?

Gimme your mobile and the tracking device.

that's on the money.

You're working with them.

When you go freelance

it's to the highest bidder.

Nothing personal, just the marketplace.

The girl was worth something, but much more as bait for you.

So here we are, not just Adam Carter

but Adam Carter with a big briefcase of money,

which will bolster my fee considerably.

The tracker?

Something's wrong.

What is it?

The tracking device on the briefcase,

we set it up so that if you remove it

by twisting to the right, it's a mayday signal.

It's gone now, so is the tracker on Adam's mobile.

So what's that then?

I got rather fussy in case they insisted

on swapping bags, one of the bank notes

also has a tracker on the embedded security strip.

So we still know where Adam is?

Well, as long as he remains with the cash,

we know where he is. Get Harry.

Why?

Crazy times, Adam.

Nobody knows who's with who anymore.

Me, I- I just want a retirement somewhere hot.

People will come for you.

They're not gonna stop.

Wherever you go, you'll never be safe.

I'll just have to live with that, I guess.

Where are they heading?

It's got to be the Pellington Airfield.

Can we get people there?

Rerouting Now.

We don't intercept until we're certain of the target.

Control, we've got a visual.

Target is entering the airfield, no support.

Alpha one is not, I repeat, not with the target. Over.

Hogan's made off with the money,

he's leaving Adam to the Redbacks.

Detain the target. Make sure he is unharmed,

he's our only link to Adam and Jo.

- Roger that. - Jo, what's she

gotta do with this?

Control, we've got company.

Pretty sure it's the Americans.

Target is down, I repeat, target is down.

What the hell's going on down there?

Control, we're outnumbered here,

target's with the Americans.

We have to pull out.

All units are withdrawing. I repeat, withdraw.

Ben called,

Rodriguez has been captured and sedated.

Grovner house is already on the line,

The Americans are pretty mad, Harry,

they know we've captured their assassin.

Have they hurt you?

The group that are holding Adam and Jo

are professional tortures.

They will extract information,

probably for Al-Qaeda's British affiliates.

Then they'll either kill them or trade them on.

Quite apart from the consequences

for our friends and colleagues.

This will be catastrophic for all our operations.

Well, Hogan must know whether they're being held.

He must want to do a deal.

Yes, he's already proposed a deal.

Well then...

The Americans won't allow it.

Why? Because we've got their assassin.

- Yes. - And if we give

Rodriguez to the Americans?

We have a deal,

but then we'll have defied the Venezuelans

so we can kiss goodbye to their intelligence

about the school attack, which could happen at any minute.

What if the school attack's a false alarm,

if the Venezuelan intelligence is wrong?

Or it's not?

We get our officers back

and there's a Bensalem-type siege

which ends in schools of dead children.

Who was it who said that thing

about God not playing dice with the universe?

Einstein.

He was wrong.

I don't know what to do this time.

One of you decide. Toss a coin, I don't know.

Whichever way, somebody's being sentenced to death.

We work out what all the players want,

then we load the dice in our favor.

How?

You are right that somebody has to die,

we must make it somebody we don't care about.

They haven't tortured you?

No. They were going to

but I made a strong moral case against it,

pointing to the fine example

you've been setting the world recently.

Our enemies don't exactly play by the Queensbury rules.

We allowed rendition and legitimized torture.

Not even taboo anymore.

This is what happens when it becomes the norm,

when everybody does it.

Nobody caress anymore.

Please don't start up with we bring it on ourselves.

I think not torturing people

is the closest to a moral absolute there is actually.

At the very least, it's the norm that we should aspire to.

It's wrong.

Jo, they didn't do anything. You're okay.

I'd prefer not to be here right now.

Hogan's got a tracker on him,

they'll pick him up and they'll come and get us.

Well, Bob, how pleasant it is

to finally make the acquaintance of the real you.

Yeah, the real me.

The problem here appears to be Rodriguez.

Give the CIA back their assassin

and they'll let me tell you everything you need to know.

We won't of course accept that.

I couldn't do that even if I wanted to.

None of you can have him, Rodriguez is dead.

He died this morning from head injuries

sustained in his struggle with my officer.

We'll return the body,

as soon as we've completed our own autopsy.

Then we got no deal.

See you around, Harry.

Wait. Whilst I'm sorry for the death of your agent,

I feel I must point out that we are less than happy that he,

with your approval, was intending to kill

this man's president on our soil.

We can however, make the CIA an offer,

which we hope will more than make up for his death.

I'm listening.

You remember when we first met?

I was a postman. No, a gas man.

You were just a kid.

I had poise and gravitas.

- Jo- - I had promise, though.

You saw that, right?

Has one of them...

Have they, have they hurt you, done anything?

Who's that?

It's nothing, it's just recording.

They're just trying to terrorize us, soften us up.

They're succeeding.

Adam! - Block it out,

just block it out.

Do what you can to block it out, that's all.

- Adam, that is Zaf. - It isn't.

- That is Zaf on the tape. - It isn't.

It isn't Zaf.

At night, alone in here, you made less noise.

He just used to cry for his mother.

Funny how many men do that.

It's all right.

No, no it isn't.

No men like this won in every war there's ever been.

He's part of every war that's being fought

around the world right now,

it's just what they do to women they capture.

It's what they do, like sick, incontinent dogs.

I can't say it.

No, no you can't.

Make it quick. And remember, the Americans think

he sustained injuries during a struggle.

No problem.

We should play golf sometime, on (speaks foreign language).

I invite you.

Did I ever tell you about my parents?

No, what are they like?

You know, normal really.

My dad was a management consultant, he's retired now.

Lucky him.

He spends his time watching the birds

in the garden from the conservatory.

"Oh look, Joanna, it's a green finch.

Oh good, the robins are back."

There are cats around the house,

The worst thing is when they catch a bird

but leave it injured.

Yeah, It's not nice.

My dad showed me how you have to kill

a wounded bird like that.

Yeah. Break his neck, I imagine.

No. You just sort of hold it quite firmly,

and after a while the bird just dies quietly,

without any fuss, without pain or further suffering.

Have you got the water there?

Lucky for the bird, if there's someone around

who knows how to do that, of course.

Can you pass me the water?

I won't be tortured, Adam.

They're going to use electricity, they took me to the room.

We're gonna be rescued.

And then I'll be passed on to a new group

to be raped and tortured again.

You have to try and stay-

Positive. I know my fate, Adam.

We know from Zaf what they do.

You owe this to me.

I can't.

Oh, you can. You know you can.

You have to.

The Venezuelans have accepted the terms of the deal,

Torres has given us what we need to locate the school.

And the Americans?

They weren't happy but we've offered them a deal.

We've give them any captured Al-Qaeda

from the school attack, they let us talk to Hogan.

Too long, it's all taking too long.

But it's all we've got,

everything's on standby.

It's not as if you haven't been trained for it.

No.

Then you're sentencing me to a terrible nightmare.

What's happened so far is just a start, you know that.

I'm not... You can't ask for this.

I'm scared, Adam. I'm so scared.

Hold out. Just try and hold out

for a little while, at least.

I can't. I know I can't.

I'll give up the names of others

and then they'll have to go through this too,

and there's nothing I can do to stop it, Adam.

I have to help those people as well.

I have names, Adam. This isn't just about us.

Help me. Help me get away from them, you have to help.

Two MI5 officers.

As you can see, they haven't been touched yet,

as per our agreement.

This is the important one.

If you gentlemen wanna step back in the other room,

then we can finalize the terms

and we can get straight to work.

We should start with the junior officer, the girl,

if you don't mind.

We've got an eyeball on Herod.

Only one transport, (indistinct).

Stand by.

Can you gimme a numbers estimate?

Two in front, unknown in back.

Could be up to five.

On my command. Go.

These guys are (indistinct) officers.

- Yes? - Harry, is your car ready?

Yes. We've got an address.

Malcolm, scramble special Forces.

They're coming for me, I can hear them getting ready.

Jo, wait, just look at me, look at me.

They won't just leave us here, I promise.

Just try and hold out, just try and hold out

for as long as you can, please-

I can't.

Give them a chance to rescue-

- I can't. - Please, just give them

a chance to rescue. - I know I can't-

You can.

Don't let them take me, Adam.

Adam.

I won't let them hurt you, okay,

I won't let them hurt you.

I won't Let them.

Take me away from them, take me away from them.

I'm sorry for everything.

I'm sorry you bumped into me, I'm sorry.

No need, no need.

You've always been a good person.

Just help me now, please?