Original subtitles

My name is Max William Easton. I'm a British intelligence officer.

HARRY: What did White tell you? That I was the breach?

- You believe that? - You're alive, aren't you?

HARRY: What are they covering up, Said?

OMAR: Speak to Ardavan. He knows.

- Knows what? - What they're really doing out here.

- What you're really doing. - Where's Ardavan now?

I don't know. I got him a passport.

The name? On the passport?

Darius, Darius Kazim.

Where's he gone, Omar?!

We need to move!

- The Section ordered Harry dead? - White.

Said couldn't carry it out.

If we find Ardavan, we find Harry.

(PHONE BUTTONS BEEPING)

(LINE RINGING)

(PHONE RINGING)

It's White.

If he realizes Harry's still alive,

what does that mean for you?

WHITE: Have you closed the book on her?

I'm looking at her right now, George.

Is she breathing?

For now.

She's gonna help me find Said.

Is that wise?

She's the only lead I've got.

Give her 24 hours.

If she doesn't prove herself useful,

I suggest you run out of patience with her.

I'll do that.

You step out of line,

put one hair out of place, you understand me?

Let's find this Ardavan.

And then we can find Harry.

♪♪

♪ You may find yourself ♪

♪ In another part of the world ♪

♪ Living in a beautiful house ♪

♪ With a beautiful wife ♪

♪ And you may ask yourself ♪

♪ "How do I work this?" ♪

♪ This is not my beautiful house ♪

♪ This is not my beautiful wife ♪

♪ And you may ask yourself ♪

♪ "Well..." ♪

♪ "How did I get here?" ♪

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(SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE)

(GRUNTS)

(SNIFFLING)

(GRUNTS, HISSES)

♪♪

(DOOR OPENS)

Said?

(FAN WHIRRING)

(WINDOW SQUEAKING)

(EXHALES)

(WATER RUNNING)

(LAUGHS)

Bravo.

We're meeting upstairs.

I saw him.

Who?

- Harry. - Well, that's impossible.

You can't have.

You must've imagined it.

TOUMI: You lied to me.

(SIGHS)

Leyla...

Cooper will be upstairs,

unless you want to have this conversation with both of us?

I took Burnett Hanson to them, they denied it.

They told me Harry was the breach.

He told me to take care of it.

- Jesus. - I drove up into the hills.

I couldn't go through with it.

He was supposed to disappear.

And what did you think would happen?

Hmm? You'd come back here and carry on as normal?

I don't know, I was playing for time.

(SAID SIGHS)

What are you going to do?

Don't tell White.

Please.

I'm begging you.

You should go.

(GATE OPENS)

(DOOR OPENS)

(EXHALES)

I don't like being messed with.

You know, Harry's alive.

- I know. - And where the fuck is Said?

He's supposed to be here. He lied to us.

Maybe he's not coming back.

(WATER SLOSHING)

Have you seen him?

Nope.

We got to call this in.

Think about it for a minute.

We call London, tell them Said's bottled it, Harry's alive,

both AWOL,

how do you think they're gonna react?

All right. So what now?

We contact White,

tell him everything's on track, we're after Ardavan.

Because lying to him is a smart move.

Harry came back for answers. If he didn't get them from Omar,

where will he go next?

(WHISPERS): Ardavan.

This is bullshit.

This is about you and Harry, isn't it?

Okay, pick up the phone, go on, call London.

Tell them how fucked it is here.

They gave an order on Harry to cover their tracks.

Do you really think they're gonna hesitate

to do the same for us?

We figure out what's going on,

take London a solution,

not a problem.

What?

Someone logged into my account 20 minutes ago.

Wait, does Harry know your passcode?

Yeah.

Ardavan's traveling under the name Darius Kazim.

Harry's following him to Beirut.

(ENGINE STOPS)

(INSECTS CHIRPING)

(PHONE RINGING)

Sir. Sir.

Hey.

I've got something.

(ANNA SPEAKING OVER RECORDING)

(NOAH SPEAKING OVER RECORDING)

ANNA: Park, uh, Lemaître.

There is no Lemaître Park in Saint-Michel.

Pull up their files.

Search for "Lemaître."

After their parents died, they went into a foster home.

Their foster mum was...

Julianne Lemaître. That's it. That's her.

Park?

There's a children's play area a hundred meters from her house.

Call Laurence.

(SIGHS) Noah.

Anna?

(ANNA SIGHS)

Laurence, update, please.

About two minutes away.

WHITE: Do you see them?

LAURENCE: Not yet.

Uh...

♪♪

(DIALING)

They were here.

WHITE: Then get out there and find them.

(OVERLAPPING CHATTER, CAR HORNS HONKING)

♪♪

♪♪

(SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)

Well, this is a nice...

They still keep you in this shithole?

Empire not what it used to be, eh, George?

You didn't need to come.

Yes, I did.

I needed to look you in the eye and make sure

you weren't going to fuck this up for all of us.

Perhaps I should not have involved you.

Involve me?

Your asset made a tape

naming you as architect

of highly classified black ops

of grave diplomatic sensitivity.

- I am involved. - I had it under control.

Right. His civilian wife and her low-life brother

are rolling around the French countryside

like a pair of loose cannons.

That is something, but it sure as shit isn't control.

- This is my operation. - You want a pissing contest?

You're gonna lose, George.

You're lucky we include you at all.

No! You mean we're lucky you use us

to keep your dirty wars at arm's length from Washington.

Anna and her brother are a threat to us

and everything we have built.

So how about we just put this little family squabble on hold

and find them?

(MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO)

Hello?

Hassan Nassor?

- I don't know you. - You come recommended.

Farhad Gul. He procured us some hardware in Tehran.

Hamid's brother?

Farhad doesn't have a brother.

COOPER: Okay, so now that we passed your little test,

you want to take our money or don't you?

♪♪

Take a seat.

I've been listening to the news.

Trouble in Tehran. Death on the streets.

Yeah, what's that song say?

There's a man going round, taking names.

Well, I guess the man came around.

So, why should I trust you, Johnny Cash?

Jesus Christ.

(GRUNTS)

Ali Ardavan.

In Beirut, keeping below the radar.

We need you to locate him.

Give me a couple of hours.

♪♪

(LOCK OPENS)

Oh...

(ALARMED SHOUT)

You thought I'd cut and run, didn't you?

(NASSOR STAMMERING)

(PAINED GRUNT)

(EXCLAIMS)

Where's Ardavan?

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

Last time we met, you said you didn't know, turned out you did.

Why don't we skip the whole torture thing?

You just cooperate. What do you say?

MAX: What have you found out?

(SIGHS)

Oh, he's meeting a man at The Babylonian hotel.

- Anthony Kahani. - Kahani, who's he?

Iranian-American lobbyist.

Do I get to keep the money?

You get to keep your fingernails.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

Kahani's billed to speak.

- Salaam. - Excuse me, do you have a, a Mr. Kahani

staying at the hotel?

Uh, let me just see.

We do have a Mr. Kahani staying with us, sir.

Would you like to call him?

- No, that's fine, thank you. - Okay, okay.

He's in room 819.

He's at the bar.

MAX: I'll go.

When was the last time you rigged a room? I'll go.

(ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)

Merci.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(PHONE VIBRATES)

(NEWSCASTER SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY ON TV)

That's good.

Well done.

- I'll take the first shift. - Sure.

Yeah.

(SIGHS)

You okay?

Why are you here?

I'm here to find Harry.

You thought he was dead. (SCOFFS)

What are you doing back here?

You were out.

They have something on you.

What?

I remarried.

I have... two little girls.

It was made very clear to me that, uh...

if I don't complete this job...

If you don't kill me,

White takes out your family.

Given that choice, I'm coming in a distant second.

(CRICKETS CHIRPING)

♪♪

(EXCITED CHATTER, LAUGHTER)

Noah?

Noah!

(MUFFLED CHATTER)

(LAUGHTER)

GUIDE: Sir, you have 15 minutes

before you have to get to the conference room.

Hey.

- Hey, hey. - Huh?

Wake up.

Come on, he's on the move.

CHAIRWOMAN: It's a pleasure to welcome to the stage

Anthony Kahani, who heads the Washington think tank

The Committee for Middle Eastern Relations.

(APPLAUSE)

Mr. Kahani, you have been quoted as hailing in a new age

of alliance between the West and the Middle East...

Do you think Ardavan will show?

KAHANI: Thank you very much.

I hope so.

My critics very conveniently forget

that I was born in Tehran.

But you've also criticized your birth country.

Only the remaining barriers to peace,

the destabilization of the region

through the use of non-state actors...

TOUMI: If Ardavan is funding Iran's weapons program,

then why is he coming here to meet him?

- Why's it matter? - Listen to the guy.

I mean, Kahani's American as apple pie,

evangelical about U.S. democracy,

political lobbyist, lives in D.C.

Maybe he's connected to Burnett Hanson law firm.

That's not my problem. I'm just here to find Harry.

Oh, yeah? And what happens when you do?

KAHANI: And the fact of the matter is,

a world with less nuclear weapons...

They've burned five operatives over this.

You think they're gonna spare you?

You need to know what's going on,

just as much as Harry does.

KAHANI: I have more than just hope. I know it can be mended.

(SPEAKS LEBANESE)

(ENGINE STARTS)

Anna's phone was found

right across from where the car was reported stolen.

They're avoiding tolls.

If they take the back country roads, they could be...

They have to be somewhere.

Anna's brother had a historic charge of car theft

from his days in foster care.

It wasn't on his file.

Get me his juvenile arrest sheet.

(SIGHS) Merde.

Fuck you, Noah.

Noah.

Noah's juvenile record.

Five charges: narcotics, amphetamine,

MDMA, cannabis...

And a public disturbance order, arrested in Gajan.

Where the car was last seen.

La Chesnaie, looks like arable farmland.

There was one other charge on the crime report

that the farmer's son, Matthieu Girard.

Anna and Noah's father owned a stake

in a shoot meeting held on land owned by the Girards.

- A shoot? - Partridge, grouse.

There are five lodges scattered around their land.

Get a team up.

Look into it. All five lodges. Go!

(INDISTINCT CHATTER OVER RADIO)

♪♪

(SPEAKS LEBANESE)

CHAIRWOMAN: So what you're saying, Mr. Kahani,

is that you have hope

that this troubled relationship

between the U.S. and Iran can be mended?

KAHANI: I have more than just hope.

I know it can be mended, and I'm glad you asked me that question.

Because the new developments and business opportunities with Iran

ushers in a new era

of communication between our nations.

One that, uh...

Uh, one that, uh,

e-extends from the political arena

to that of our corporate boardrooms.

Ardavan's here.

CHAIRWOMAN: After this very interesting conversation

we are taking a break.

It's a great pleasure having you here today.

KAHANI: Thank you very much.

(APPLAUSE)

Just wait.

What are you doing here?

(SIGHS DEEPLY)

(CHLOE AND LOLA LAUGHING IN DISTANCE)

(SPEAKING FRENCH)

No.

(SPEAKING FRENCH)

RECEPTIONIST: Morning Herald.

Hi. May I speak to Olivia Clarke?

Uh, she's not at work right now.

Do you have a mobile number for her?

Sorry, I can't give that out.

Do you know when she will be back?

No, I don't.

- Mm-hmm. - (LAUGHS SOFTLY)

Please, I-I really need to speak to her

- about a personal, urgent matter. - CHLOE: Maman.

- LOLA: Mummy. - CHLOE: Maman.

I'm sorry, I'm, I'm juggling a lot here.

Please.

She's on compassionate leave.

Her son, he passed away.

Yes. I-I know, um...

We're trying to understand how.

It, it was a road accident a few days ago.

Somewhere in the Middle East, I think.

LOLA: Maman!

Thank you.

♪♪

The brother's still out there.

Yeah, well, that's the easy part.

Now we have the wife, we use her to get to him.

You can handle that, can't you, George?

What about Walker?

Yeah, he could be a problem for us.

We have to handle him carefully.

His is a power play, pure and simple.

Do not begrudge a man his ambition, George.

Just bring it in line with yours.

It's better to have him inside the tent, pissing out.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Yeah.

JONES: Walker.

Thank you for coming.

Please take a seat.

JONES: Why are we here, Walker?

That's a bit existential, isn't it?

What is it that we do?

We're a bilateral organ

of the Anglo-American intelligence...

Why did you sign up?

To serve my country.

We're all fully aware of who you serve.

(TONGUE CLICKS)

I don't appreciate being shut out, that's all.

First fact of intelligence: you can never know everything.

We understand you were thinking of your career.

No.

I wasn't thinking of my career.

Serving your country, yes, you said.

Situations arise that require the swift wrath

of people like us.

The millions we serve depend upon it.

We fail in our wrath, we fail them.

I understand that.

Good.

After some soul-searching, George here

has magnanimously decided to give you a second chance.

Do not screw that up.

Or to put it another way: play either one of us again,

I will burn you where you sit.

- Through here. - (SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)

ARDAVAN: I helped Washington put this whole damn operation together.

You guys would be nowhere without me.

I financed half of the deal.

And now I'm the one being hunted?

- I think you should calm down. - Don't tell me to calm down!

I'll calm down when I fucking well want to!

Langley didn't put you on any list.

No, Tehran did, but you did nothing to stop them.

We didn't know about it!

We had no idea.

You're selling me out on this one.

No one has any intention of selling you out.

You are selling me out.

- No. - Let me show you something

to help focus your mind.

(PAPER CRINKLING)

ARDAVAN: Know what those are?

KAHAN: These mean nothing.

Not in isolation.

I can prove exactly what they mean.

What do you want?

I want asylum.

My feet on American soil.

Full citizenship.

(QUIETLY): Okay.

KAHANI: Okay.

Wait here.

Put that back in your pocket.

Better still, bury it

before it buries you.

KAHANI: Yeah.

We have a problem.

Ardavan's here.

Just showed up unannounced.

Asylum.

I think we should give it to him.

Okay.

They're sending a car to pick you up, two streets away.

You will be on the next flight to JFK.

- ARDAVAN: Good. - KAHANI: Good?

ARDAVAN: You coming with me?

Of course.

You lead.

If we lose Ardavan, we lose our chance of finding Harry.

(DOOR CLOSES OVER HEADPHONES)

ARDAVAN: Khalid...

(CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY)

(PHONE RINGING)

They've changed the pickup point.

Let's cut through here.

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

Is he down?

There's someone else.

Cover me.

(GUNFIRE CONTINUES)

(GUNFIRE CONTINUES)

Drop the gun.

Turn around.

Slowly.

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Where are the girls?

The girls?

White's targeting my kids.

He wants you dead.

The only way out of this is to find out

what it is they're covering up

and use it to buy our lives back.