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Everything in order, Miss Carly?

As far as safe houses go, it's really at the pit.

But totally secure.

No one's going to find you there.

I'll just be glad when Roque is convicted and we can go home.

Another 48 hours and you'll be free to do as you like.

I can't wait, Peacock.

This case is doing me in.

You two get some sleep.

We'll make sure you're not disturbed.

I'm getting an intruder alarm from the records room. Check it out, Bob. I'm on

my way.

He says he'll only speak to you.

You sure you want to speak to Ed, the Bureau Chief?

No, he asked for you by name.

Not only does he know the Bureau exists, he also gave the correct Level 7 code

requesting assistance.

Well, who is he?

He won't say.

He won't say anything until he sees you.

I'm DOIC.

You'd better start talking.

Good to see you, Tom.

I didn't even know he had a father.

Did you think he was hatched?

That's all I could find.

Beckett's mother.

Killed in a car crash.

Yeah, she was quite young.

It's terrible.

Beckett never mentions his parents.

Now I know why.

And there's more.

His father worked out of Washington for an off -the -book UN intelligence

agency.

According to this, he was one of their best operatives.

After his wife's death, he disappeared.

Suspected defection.

Rumours of agents' compromise, secret documents leaked, operations sabotaged.

wonder he wasn't pleased to see him.

OK, let's not rake over the Beckett family business.

We've more urgent things to deal with.

Tasker Tech need our help. The communications satellite people.

They also had a break -in last night. One of their new prototypes has been

stolen. The Tasker C -3i.

The new uplink module.

Um, Adam mentioned it.

Oh. Well, if the Hive know all about it, you'll know what a powerful piece of

equipment it is.

Whoever's stolen the C -3i must be planning something serious.

I'll let you out, then.

Yeah, thanks for that.

That was Jan's doing.

I'd have left you in there.

You've got it all wrong about me.

I doubt it.

Nice place you've got it in there.

Well, will be.

Maybe I'll come over, give you a hand.

You come back after all this time to give me DIY tips?

No.

I need your help.

You've got a nerve.

Ten years without so much as a postcard.

Ten years, Dad!

I may not have been around, but I never stopped being your father.

I followed your career.

Navy, the high, freelancing with Rod and Ed.

You kept tabs on me.

You defected, Dad.

You cannot make that one go away.

I did not defect.

It's in the records, Dad.

In black and white.

It's also in the records that Ros Henderson died.

You have been keeping tabs on me.

My defection was a cover story.

I'm still in the game, but not in counter -espionage.

I now go after the heads of international organised crime.

So how come you got caught breaking in last night?

I'm looking for a couple of colleagues of mine, agents, tucked away in safe

houses, waiting to give evidence against a certain Vladimir Rokoff.

Rokoff?

Nasty bit of work.

XKGB.

It's been my number one target for years.

He's being held in secrecy pending trial at the International High Court of

Justice.

I mean, personally, I would have done what we used to do and put him six feet

under, but time's changed.

Who are these two agents?

They're key witnesses.

My agency in Washington specialises in deep cover.

For the past three years, Cargill and Zeelander have been working their way to

the top of Rokoff's empire.

They've become part of his inner circle.

Then they helped set him up.

Yeah, but, I mean, if these agents are in safe houses, then, well, what's the

problem?

Well, Rokoff has power, even in jail.

Now, I've got a feeling that Carleaf and Zeeland are in danger, and if anything

happens to them, well, the case against Rokoff collapses and he goes free.

Right, so, where do I fit into all this? I mean, this is something for your

boss. Please take me off the case.

He did what?

That's why I broke in last night.

I have to find out where Carly from Zeeland are staying.

All right.

I'll get the picture. So you broke in, you're running to a brick wall, and now

you're turning to me as the last resort?

Oh, thank you very much.

Nick, we're family.

You still seeing Adam?

Yeah.

And?

Well, at least he understands the kind of work I do.

An understanding man.

I'll be telling him he can cook me.

I'll have to report back.

We've only had three dates so far.

Warren Beckett and I are there.

It's not too late, is it?

We're here.

Are you sure the bureau chief doesn't want to see this for himself?

No. We're not from the typing pool, you know.

The thieves had a very specific target.

Once they'd breached our perimeter security, they could have taken any

items. But they chose the task of C3I.

C3I. Command, control, communication, then intelligence.

Who told you that?

You, Justin.

Why? Was it meant to be a secret?

Let me explain the function of my C3I. It's an uplink module designed to send

complex digital data over any global communications network.

Yes, but more or less, with an unlimited capacity for traffic. Unlimited?

Surely not.

Unlimited for all practical purposes.

As yet, we only have the one working module.

We did.

The intruders came prepared. Our video cameras were blinded. The electrified

defense bypassed.

Then they punched through a reinforced concrete wall like it was cardboard.

Wow. Now, what on earth could make a hole like that?

Actually, I think I know.

I saw something demonstrated at one of those endless trade shows that Channing

dragged me to.

It uses very high -frequency audio waves.

You mean like a kind of sonic weapon?

Exactly. Focus -directed ultrasound.

Now, the one I saw was just a prototype brought over by the designer from

Russia. So this thing could be in mass production now.

I don't think so.

Word has it the designer got mixed up with a Moscow warlord.

Neither him or his invention have been heard of since.

Until now.

Beckett. I've found Rokov.

He's in a special holding unit.

I'm with the warden now.

What's he accused of?

Almost everything you can think of.

Apparently, over the years, he's netted 100 million.

Carly from Zeelander are the chief prosecution witnesses, just like your

said. The word is, Rokoff was arrested just before he was about to pull off

something really big.

Bigger than 100 million?

Yeah, apparently.

That's why he's been sent here.

One prisoner, ten guards.

Look, my father seems to think that he's pulling strings from the inside. Can

you do me a favour and check out the security for me?

Yeah, sure.

Thanks.

Everything check out?

Well, it seems to.

We found Rokoff.

But not Carlisle and Zlander.

Well, now you know I'm telling the truth. Let's get going.

Dad. Dad, hang on a minute. Dad, come back.

We think he could be planning an attack against the witnesses.

I'm inside here.

He's not allowed visitors. The building's mostly underground.

What do you think he's going to do? Borrow out?

I think my timing may just surprise you.

Dad, slow down. We're going too fast.

You sound like your mother.

You're going too fast. You'll meet yourself coming back.

Mum had a mantra for every occasion.

I haven't forgotten.

All right, well, slow down, then.

I don't know how you dare show your face around here.

Oh, I came in by the front door this time.

And I have full authority from Bureau 2 to take the info on the safe houses.

Is that correct?

Mr Beckett, there's really no reason for concern.

Protecting witnesses is our business.

As you can see, the safe houses are constantly monitored with interactive

Oh, great.

So you watch on TV as road cops may attack.

They won't find Carleaf and Zealander.

Their whereabouts are secure on our computer, and that's impregnable.

Doesn't sound like impregnable to me.

What's that?

The main server.

Come on, Blue!

They're taking the computer backup tape.

Impregnable, eh?

Rokoff's out.

And now he's going to know exactly where those witnesses are.

Zeelander, are you there?

Zeelander, can you hear me?

What's going on?

Yeah, I'm here.

It's all quiet.

What's up?

I'm not sure I can stand much more of this.

Dad, we can help you, but we've got to do it our way.

Yeah, but you're going to have to move fast.

Because it's not going to take Rokoff long to decode that data he stole.

And then he'll be after the witnesses.

This is exactly why Ed and Roz are moving them now.

But now this Rokoff's free, why is he so keen to kill these people?

Oh, he won't kill them. Why not?

Because he needs them alive.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hang on.

Dad, what are you not telling us?

I've just been speaking to your boss in Washington.

He tells me Carleaf and Zealander only bought into Rokoff's confidence by means

of a series of scams.

Big ones.

Hang on. You used live bait to set this guy up?

It had to look kosher. The only problem is they did it too well.

Carleaf and Zealander are now in the position to offer Rokoff the funds of 24

international charities.

The bank uses a new transfer system.

Code phrases.

spoken by designated people, become keys.

Carleaf and Zlander are these people.

He needs their voices.

So he can do all this with a phone call?

Not on a regular call, no.

It has to be made over a secure digital satellite connection.

Oh, right.

For which he needs an uplink module, like the Tarsga C3i, correct?

Exactly. What's that?

A device his associates lifted last night.

Why didn't you tell me that before?

Why didn't we tell you?

Hang on. You're the one that's been keeping secrets.

Dad, where do you think you're going? To finish what I started.

No. Let's hope your team aren't too late.

How much further do you reckon?

Five minutes.

Come on, get in!

Hurry!

It's Rokoff.

They must have Carly.

It's an EMP bomb. It's taken out the electrics. Damn!

Mr. Zeelander?

I'm at Zeelander's fake house.

Looks like he checked out early.

Are you quite sure Rokoff hasn't got Zeelander?

He's already captured Farida Khalif.

Well, there are no signs of a struggle.

No forced entry.

And the security hasn't been tampered with.

He must have seen what happened to Khalif. He decided to take his chances

street.

Shall we start a search?

No, Ed. I think our best bet is to find Rokoff.

Well, the best way to do that is to locate the missing uplink module.

We find that, we find Rokoff.

Thanks, Mr Tasker.

That's all we need to know.

Right.

Well, the C3I emits a signature signal after it's been away from its base for

hours. We should be able to rig up a tracker for it.

OK, get on to it. Right.

Nick, I'm really sorry about your mother.

I had no idea how she died.

When you found my car and thought I'd been killed, you must

have thought history was repeating itself.

I never saw the wreck of my mum's car.

And when we found your car, the only thing I could think about was you, Russ.

Was your mother in the service too?

My mum?

An agent?

No.

My father always said that two agents getting hitched was a recipe for

Beckett? Do you know where your father is?

I've no idea, but I can find out.

You didn't?

I did.

Put a bug on it.

Oh.

Who the hell are you?

My name's Beckett.

Another one?

I think my father's been here, then. Well, what's he look like?

Come in here talking with his fists?

He was looking for Rokoff, right?

I tried to tell him I didn't know anything, but he wasn't listening.

In the end, I put him on to Jim Parrish.

Now you tell me what I want to know, Jim.

I'll shove these bent CDs right down your throat.

You know what, Matt? I've never really liked you.

Now tell me where I can find Roker.

This should pick up the signature signal from the P3I.

Alec, take the tracker and get on the road.

And be careful. Just get at the location, then we can plan our next

OK, Teef. No heroics.

Ed?

Is Nick all right?

Parents.

Always an embarrassment.

What's the price?

Me is how you manage to stay alive. How long?

I get by.

You're like a bull in a china shop.

Oh, I'm sorry I don't have your finesse.

I've been accused of a lot of things in my time, Dad.

But finesse is not one of them.

As compared to you, my methods are downright elegant.

And slow.

You used to be a team player.

Until your mother died.

I do things my way now.

You think I'd forgotten her?

You certainly gave me that impression.

You took off the day after the funeral, Dad.

I had to.

Leaving me with the idea that you were a traitor.

A defector.

I didn't mean to hurt you, Nick.

But I had to get after Rokoff before the trail went cold. Why couldn't you just

stop and think about me for one minute, eh?

You know, one day I lost my mum.

The next day you were gone.

What about me, Dad?

Why can you think about nothing else except this Rokoff?

You don't understand.

It's all part and parcel.

Rokoff.

They're the same.

So give me.

Give me.

Hello, Seelander.

Matt, how the... Look, you've got to let me disappear.

Well, I found you.

You think Rokoff won't? Rokoff doesn't know me as well as you do. Which is why

can't believe you don't want to see this job through.

Rokoff is your crusade, not mine.

Well, Ethan and I did our bit.

He won't give up looking for you, no matter where you hide.

The only way out is to stop him.

And how are you going to do that?

Been a long time, Matt.

Yes.

Too long.

So, you want to make a deal?

That's why I'm here.

Whatever happened to the incorruptible Matt Beckett?

I'm getting old.

I want to get out of the game.

Everyone's got their price, huh?

Here's the deal.

I give you Zealander, you collect the money, I get a cut.

Call it my pension fund.

Life full of surprises.

And what exactly is yours?

Nick, what the hell are you doing here?

It's true, isn't it?

Everything they said about you being a traitor.

You're just in it for the money. Why don't you keep out of this?

What is this? You're trying to keep the business and the family.

Let him go. He's not part of the deal.

Oh, come on. You can drop the act now.

After all these years, I know you.

Better than my own shadow.

I know that I'm standing on an explosive device right now, aren't I?

This is a pressure.

The moment we step off, it'll explode.

He had no intention of doing any deal with me.

He lived for the game, Matt.

You wouldn't give up on dear Elizabeth for any amount of money.

Now, hand Veranda over to us, or you can watch me shoot

your son.

Don't do it for me, Dad.

Well, I can't lose you, too.

Come on, Aylinda.

Now you stay exactly where you are today.

Is this a pressure?

No. On a timer.

Run!

They thought they could trap me with those charity funds, but they'll be

they've trapped.

I've got all the gear online.

This is a really fancy bit of kit.

Rod, come in.

The tracker worked. I found Rokop and the satellite uplink.

I've reprogrammed the C3i. You want to test?

Yes, of course.

Power it up.

I want to see this thing work.

Close down your laptop.

C3i gives up a ton of RF radiation.

It's done.

Check it out.

Alex.

Alex.

Oh.

Oh. She can't help you now.

Come on.

Alex has found the uplink, but I've lost contact with her. You've got her

prediction.

I'll go to Alex.

You go to Tasker Tech and see if there's anything you can do to shut down the

C3I.

Yes, Chief.

Jan, what about those two?

Oh, it's all right.

I'll see to them.

If you hadn't interfered, Rokoff would be history by now. And if you hadn't

off half -cocked, he wouldn't have both Zealander and Carleaf.

How did you find me, anyway?

Easy.

Why, you conniving little... Like father, like son.

When you two have quite finished, Alex has located Rowcroft Bay.

Unfortunately, we lost contact with her.

Ed's on his way to her last -name position.

I'll get after him. No, you stay here.

Make sure your father doesn't leave this office.

Hey, wait a minute.

If you're about to take out Rogoff, I've got to be there.

You can't cut me out the loop now.

Watch me.

Save your energy.

You'll only damage your wrists.

It's better than just sitting here.

You win the game.

Bureau 2.

You're young to be a field officer.

I was in the right place at the right time.

Got a boyfriend?

Same business?

Yeah.

Dump him.

Relationships with other spooks don't work.

Take my advice.

Find someone else.

Different job. Get out of this business.

There's no future in it.

It's being so cheerful that keeps you going, isn't it?

I can't believe it.

Your lot are about to catch up with Rokoff and I'm stuck here.

Why didn't you trust us to get this mandate?

That's not the point.

I need to do this myself.

What is this, Ahab and the White Whale?

Yeah, anyway.

Why are you so obsessed with this man, Lee?

Well... When we saw Rokoff, he said... You wouldn't give up

on dear Elizabeth.

How does Rokoff know about my mother?

Tell me, Dad.

My mother's car crash.

It wasn't an accident.

They were after me.

They got her instead.

No, no, no.

There was an accident report. There was another car involved. Cover story.

There was no other car.

You know what it's like, Nick.

A lie and a half truth.

That's why I went into deep cover.

Why didn't you tell me this before, Dad?

Well, and have your life destroyed by this too?

We're flesh and blood, Nick.

You wouldn't have rested till that man was dead.

That's why you couldn't ever know.

Let's get this sorted out.

The account you're going for?

This one.

The International Fund for Children.

They've just done a Europe -wide telethon for these poor, deprived

Their account's bulging at the moment.

You want to do what?

I need to use your system to monitor the target accounts.

That would be a breach of bank security.

Yes, but letting Rokoff fill his pockets would be a greater crime, don't you

think?

Ros, I'm at Rokoff's place.

How's it going at Tashkentek?

They've isolated one of the funds. It must be the one they're targeting. And

it's the IFC.

Can you stop Rokoff getting to it?

No, they've activated some kind of lockout. Right now, no -one but Rokoff

touch it.

There must be something you can do.

Can't you slow him down by some time?

Well, I could try and overload the C3I receiving system. That's not possible.

Ed, I'll get back to you.

Look, Rokoff's signal won't get through if we clog up the system, jam it with

enough useless data so that it runs slow. But my unit's been designed to

unlimited number of simultaneous communications.

You can't clog it up like a kitchen sink.

Mr. Tasker, everything has its limits, even your splendid hardware.

We just have to feed enough data to it, that's all. If you can overload C3I,

I'll take you on tomorrow at any salary you name as my chief design consultant.

Really?

Your chief design consultant, a woman?

Wouldn't that get you thrown out of the golf club?

Dad? Yeah?

Team player, yes?

Yeah, right, okay.

Then all we're going to do is bottle up Rokoff and his boys, extract my people,

and then stop the bank transaction.

Yes, Dad, that's exactly what we're going to do.

We're going to do it together, okay?

We're ready for the first code phrase from Miss Carly.

Fed.

No.

Kill me and you'll never be able to get the money.

Well?

She's a bureau agent.

She knew the risks when she signed up.

What?

No loyalty between fellow agents?

Oh, well. For God's sake, Farida, she's just a kid.

Haven't enough people died?

Give him what he wants.

My name is Farida Khalif.

Boyside end, Delta 3942.

And the rest?

Memorable dateline, November 5th, 2004.

Thank you.

Ros, what's the score?

Well, Mr. Tasker doesn't think I'm up to it, but we'll see.

Ed, I'm going to plug their signal with tons of random data.

Now, that will stop them ever dialing into the satellite.

What, so they get a constant busy signal?

Exactly.

Like the internet around breakfast time in California.

We're going in.

I'm locked in and uploading.

All the carriers are at full capacity now.

That gives me 10 gigabytes per second on a continuously refreshing loop.

That should put a little treacle on our information superhighway.

As soon as the bank has recognized the first P, you will be ready to use,

Zalender.

I'm glad you realize that trying to stop me is futile.

My name is Bill Zalender.

Voice ID, Omega 3 -691.

Memorable location, Mount Tebula, the caulker.

It's taking longer than it should.

Transfer rates are getting booked down by the month.

I was just trying to jam this bit to Mother Data, and it still goes on.

You got it there

You know, I haven't realised before, but the Bureau, the Secret Services, it's

all in Beckett's blood.

Though he tries hard not to show it.

It's what he was born to do.

Whereas you weren't.

Is that what you're trying to say?

I love it.

The adrenaline buzz, doing the right thing.

But for Beckett, it's more than that.

It's his life.

What he has to do.

It's what he does best.

Ed, are you saying you want to quit?

Of course not.

I want to stand down as Bureau Chief.

Give Beckett his job back.

I was just getting used to you being around.

They want me in Washington.

By yesterday.

Maybe this time you could send that postcard.

I'll try.

I saw the way you looked at Roz the other day. I'm sorry.

Yeah, well, some things, you know, just...

Don't let it stop you being friends.

Not to shoot.

Yeah, well, you remember that too, Dad.

Please, don't leave it ten years this time.

It's a deal.