All language subtitles for Spooks S06E02 x264 RB58

Mikhail Aznic.

Zaf has already reported
that he's dropped of the radar.

According to my source,
that's because he's coming here.

If he's coming to London,
it's not for the shopping.

Strain E-34 incubates in 18 hours.

After that, the carrier coughs up blood
infects anyone he comes near.

I think your guy in Tehran
just blew open a case of it.

We know that Aznik is carrying
a highly contagious virus.

Oh God!

If we don't find him
within the next few hours,

then that pathogen
will start spreading across London.

They were embushed.

Both Aznik and Zaf were taken.

Some kind of snatch quad,
well equiped, well trained.

I'm gonna find Zaf.
I'm gonna find Aznik.

And after that, we sit down you and I
and we work out who did this to us.

Don't. He'll infect everyone who'd pass.
You won't be able to control it.

You'd be killing thousands of people.

So it's finally happened.

After 300 years, a plague is
loose on the streets of London.

Aznik!

Aznik!

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 haemorrhaging. We need to get him
into resus as quickly as possible.

OK?
Let's go.

Keep your mask on.
It'll help you to breath.

Thanks, Malcolm.
I can see it, now.

Wait.

Plague.

Plague.

Don't let anybody go any further.
This hospital is 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 is Aznik?

In isolation.
He's got about an hour. Maybe less.

Why can't I go now?

What about these people?
What is the estimated mortality rate?

Mortality is 94%.

But over a limited number
of infections cycles,

virus goes off like a bomb,
kills as many people as possible.

Then, it quickly mutates.

Leaving the target area
safe for invasion.

The average incubation period
for the virus is 18 hours.

You were infected 2 hours ago.

No matter what happens today,

in 12 hours,
you'll 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

- were 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 them.
Spread all over London.

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

A machine tooling business.
About a quarter of mile east

of where Adam was injected.

Clear!

Clear!

Clear!

This way.

Six of them.

And there were only 5 mercenaries.

Single shot through the base
of the skull, soaked with accelerant

and burnt so that bodies
were fused together.

It will take forensics time to separate
let alone indentify them.

Until we're sure
Zaf was one of the bodies

we have to concentrate on this.

This is all Copenhaguen'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...
- No. Right now,

anyone who came whithin 6 feet
of Mehan Aznik

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 everyone of them.

Get them in here
before they become contagious.

It's been 2 hours since the outbreak
of what St. Edwin's Hospital

will only confirm
is an uninfectious tropical disease.

Just enough to lure them back.

- But not scare them away.
- Okay.

Aznik 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.

These are the people who passed
through the transmissible distance.

Pending identification.
Each has been assigned a number.

See what resources you can reassigned
to the facial recognition software

We need those ids as soon as possible.

- Can you liaise with us on IT?
- Sure.

... a precaution to report
to main reception for tests.

We have until midnight before the Home
Secretary imposes a national quarantine.

It doesn't matter. Either we control
this thing right now or it wins.

It's as simple as that.

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 Ana said something
inside the ambassy.

She knows who you are Adam.
The woman hates you.

It's good. I can use hate.

Okay. Our first hit.

Vector 45.

Karen Dugood.
Born Ipswich, 1963.

- Karen Dugood?
- Yeah?

Could you come with us, please.

No. I'm gonna hold.

Please, get back to me straight away.

I need that information
as quickly as possible.

What's the position?

So far, SO19 and the Met have picked 33

out of 97 identified disease vectors.

They estimate another 20 will be
in custody and quarantined

- within the hour.
- And the others?

All security departments are primed
with cellphone numbers

and credit cards details and if
they identify vectors makes a call

or fills their tank,
we're ready to move.

What if they don't?

What if they don't make a call
or use their credit card?

Cards are on the table, Bob.

We 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 got wild vectors.
Carriers we can't trace.

In 18 hours,
the infection rate will explode.

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

to see exactly what we're dealing with,

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

It's of US argent Strain E-34.

And Sadam 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 vaccin right now.

See if we can
retrofit the strain we've already got.

And the DNA sequences gone
to your guys are Porton Down.

But we need time.

We don't have time.

In the face of
mounting international concern,

the government in Iran continues
to maintain this large chemical spillage

was responsible
for yesterday Tehran explosion.

However, images obtained by the BBC
appear to show

emergency personal
in nuclear biological chemical suits.

Not here.

Follow me.

Please, sit.

This is Mehan Aznik.

Iranian.

Yesterday,

he arrived in England
and he brought something back with him.

A virus that mimics bubonic plague.

Iran acquired it as a weapon
and 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.

But not me, Peter.

- Adam... Whatever you are.
- Ana,

Iran acquired it as a weapon.

They wouldn't have done that
without a vaccin.

We believe it might be
somewhere in the ambassy.

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

- Maybe 10 thousands.
- And what, now?

I'm to consider you noble?

You slept with me.

- It's easy to be principled and brave..
- "Principles"?

- This is you chance to do something...
- Who are you to mention principles.

You lied to me.

- You used me.
- Ana.

My body... God!
Just, just...

Thinking about it
makes want to throw up!

People are gonna die.
Innocent people.

You 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!

I'm not gonna apologize to you again,
Ana. Because you're right.

I'm a liar but I'm 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 Aznik, yesterday.

I'm infected with this thing too.

It's alright. I'm not a danger to you.
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.
- I'm not lying

I don't have time to lie.

We have to find that vaccin.

Iranian embassy,
London.

In the fate of continued accusations

about the illegal manufacturing
and transporting

of chemical or biological weapons,

Iranian government has admitted
strong denial of any wrong doing

in the last few minutes, however,
a statement, from the White House,

expressed grave concerns about
the implication of this catastrophe

has promised the sternness of responses
if evidences...

What kind of country
would allowed 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 vaccin?

There must be a vaccin.

They would'nt be fools enough,
would they,

to buy the poison
and not the antidote.

So many dead, and all you do,
is wag your finger.

His last know address
was Park Gate road.

Where does he work?

Malcom, any unacquired vector?

Eleven remaining.

The iranians have the vaccin?

- Not sure.
- Was Ana forthcoming?

No. Not yet.
It's too early to tell.

What? We still consider her an asset?

Yes, we are.

So, where do we go from here?

We may be too late
to reign this thing in,

but someone somewhere
knows about a therapeutic vaccin

- and we have to find him.
- Actually, I have a suggestion.

A part from the americans
who made it,

we know 3 countries capable
of modifying strain E-34

and re selling it to Iraq.

France,

India

and Russia.

So...

One of these countries
would have access to the vaccin.

And their top spies all know about it.

How do we establish who that is?

By asking.

And forcing an answer.

What? We abduct and threaten
spies from friendly nations.

That's a very dangerous
precedent to set.

Once it starts, when does it stop?

That won't be pretty.

We'll be leaving British agents
open to reprisal attacks.

Both home and abroad,
our entire network.

- It will spy on spy.
- If you want to agonise,

then agonise tomorrow.

Because unless we respond effectively
to this situation now,

we're going to have half a million
dead londoners on our consciences.

So, let's go.

So, how long have we got
before you become contagious?

Long enough.

Seven hours.

You want to start keeping your distance?

Excuse me.
I need to be home.

- I need to see my children.
- You're not allowed to leave the area.

- Come back and sit, please.
- No, I...

Excuse me.

- I need to see my children.
- They'll be fine.

I need to see my children.

Come here.

Come on.

Did you come alone?

That's what you asked.

Why the secrecy?

- I need your help.
- Just say the word.

It's the old spies curse, Bob.

I find it hard to believe someone
when I know

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

I think you're lying to me.

I think
that if you don't have the vaccin,

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 vaccin, 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, Bob.

What do you mean a problem?

What the hell is this?

You're about 89 kilos on 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 hay cart,
Mr Kuznetzov.

Then, come to me, now.

Here?

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?

I am.

Look.

Stop! Stop! Stop!

People have been separated
from their families,

pulled out of their work places,

and in some instances
taking off the street.

People are understandably scared.

So, Home Secretary,
in the light of this,

how do you respond
to the reported White Hall leak

which identified this tropical disease

as an outbreak of MRSA?

Well, obviously, there is a great deal
of understandable...

The MRSA was a fine idea.
Well done.

Come in.

Home Secretary,
the Russian delegation is here.

Well, let's get on with it, then.

... confuse those families
who were infected by this virus.

We have medical professionals
working intensely on each patient.

and have insured that no one,
anywhere, would be infected.

You might have called ahead.

I didn't want to spoil the surprise.

From which I can assume
that my calls are still being monitored.

This is what they give you
to work with these days, is it?

Have you got a minute?

I'm busy.

It'll be a quick minute.

Make sure you wipe your shoes.

You too, Malcolm. Come on.
Come in from the cold.

So? Hey.

Malcolm, how is the lovely Sarah?

Sarah wasn't to be, I'm afraid.

Ah well,
you were too good for her.

She had second rate mind,
and fat thumbs.

Perhaps she did have that.

No new ring on your finger, Harry?

I can't find one that fits.

Connie, I need your help.

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

The debt is owed by the service to you.
It always was. I know that.

As you've never failed to mention
in all your many

letters and phone calls.

Very well then.
Let's get it over with.

I don't want you to see this.

Understood. Thank you.

Bring them in.

One by one, please.

It was a bio weapon research facility.

Back in the days when we called it
"Germ Warfare".

The MOD sold me the land cheap
when I retired.

They liked to have washed up
old spooks

maintaining their more
sensitive properties.

- Roomy!
- This way.

You've really lost it, Harry.

- Did you think for one second...
- That I'll get away with this?

Come on, Bob.

Do you think I care?

What exactly is... that?

It's blood.

Taking 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 breath it in and you die.

Unless you've already been vaccinated

or have already access to the vaccin.

If you do this, my operation
will track you down and kill you.

Let's hope we both live long enough
for'em to be able to give it a try.

This is a guy who was so morally
opposed to extraordinary rendition.

This isn't extraordinary rendition, Bob.

- This is kidnapping.
- And torture.

You were never much of a fan
of that either.

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

Don't want to offend anymore.

Jesus Christ, Harry.

The vaccin, Bob.

Because we're almost done, here.

Don't do this.

Don't do this.

God!

God!

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

At 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 never much taste for it.

Running a few hookers,

lifting
the 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
gonna make me do this, are you, Yves?

I don't know anything about the vaccin.

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 burnt,
but that Zaf was lead away.

He's lying, Ros.

- Well, he knows something.
- He's a spy.

He's got partial informations,
he's extrapolating.

Telling us what we want to hear.
It's a trap.

They'll be down on you in 5 minutes.

Yeah, you're probably right, Harry.
If that happens I'll live with it.

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

selling the only thing and his gift?

I haven't administer the virus.

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

That could lead us
to whoever did this to us.

And 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 vaccin.

Since maybe 6 hours ago,

Russia and Britain have been negociating
the price for the vaccin.

What?

You really know nothing about it?

Two choices, Edik.
My time is very short.

Either you tell us where the vaccin is,

or we make you.

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

Believe me.

The vaccin is already here.

But if I help you,
Russia will kill me.

And all for you.

So?

According to Kuznetzov, the
Home Secretary is already negociating

with the Russians to secure the vaccin.

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 in 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 4 foreign spies
including a key man at the CIA.

And all this to source a vaccin
the government may already have secured

without deigning to tell
its own security services

Say nothing.

Between the devil and the deep blue sea.

So, what will you do?

I can't risk my officers on Kuznetzov
uncorroborative word.

I have 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 steel point to the turning world

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

All right.

The Russians might have the vaccin.

The White Hall might be gambling
with British lives.

But, 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.

But we keep looking
until we got our hands on the vaccin.

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, 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 4.

Just get me through the door.
Monkey could do that, couldn't it?

- A monkey.
- Connie...

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

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

You do get on with it.

Come on. Come on. Come on.

Please, please, please. Come on.

Malcolm, I want details
of the Home Secretary confidential PA.

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

Maggie?

Maggie Dibdin?

- May I?
- Uh, yes.

Maggie, my name is Bernice.
I'm from human resources.

- I'm afraid you have to call home.
- Home? Why? What's happened.

No. Nobody's been hurt.
Wee Josh is quite alright.

- Josh?
- He's fine.

Look, I know you're boss
is in and out every 2 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.

Just let me know when the replacement
is here the moment she arrives.

And we need some more drinks in there,
please.

Absolutely.

Stop the car.

Why? What's wrong?

Harry was right.

Zaf's gone.

He's gone.

And anyway, do you think he wanted you
risking the operation like this,

for his sake? Do you think
he wanted you risking yourself?

You'd be out there all alone, Ros.
No support.

- No back up.
- 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.

God, I'm sorry.

Don't be.

We're in this together.

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

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 fear that the "Superbug"
has now spread

into the wider population.

The Health Services have been forced
to issue a list of symptoms

that the public should be aware of.

These include flu-like symptoms,
whilst experiencing

respiration discomfort,
aching joins

a rise in body temperature,
dizziness...

You need to come with me.

- It's alright. I'm fine.
- We really have to leave, now.

- It'll be alright, really.
- Come on.

I need to get you
into the isolation room.

But 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 the bed.

What are my chances?

The Doctor is coming.

Can I see my family?

John and Kate.

For 20 years, the antidote
has been buried in Higher Cemetery.

That 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,

when you call it in,
won't they know something's wrong?

Darling, I'm a senior officer.

If I order the vaccin drop 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.

Less.

You know, I can't recall the last time
an allied nation behaved in such a way

to one of its own.

The repercutions don't concern you?

The fall out. Spy versus spy.

Not disproprotionately. 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,
someone called Copenhagen.

Not today, now, at this minute.
But historically.

Do you know who your real enemies are?

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

If that was 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 release your man.

And now, I suppose,
we'll have to wonder.

Who wants what?
More.

You have my number... evidently.

Spasiba.

So wait for me here.

- What did you say too them?
- Passwords. Codes.

No pleasantries.

Put the box here.

Adam, the engine stopped.
I think they're coming back.

He passed on an alert...

Hey, hey! I told you.
No lies! No lies.

They must have been alerted
to my disappearance. I swear.

Who blabbed?

You take the vaccin.

- I'll keep them at bay.
- No.

You need to get the vaccin
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.
Don't.

Stop!

You can shoot me if you like but
I'll take you senior officer with me.

- Actually. She's not lying.
- I swear to God.

I swear to God.
I swear to God!

You. Go.

You took your time.

Now, the gun, please.

Who you take me for?

Moscow want a word with you, Edik.

It's curious what other operational
secrets you might have given up.

What happened to the case?

Stop the car! Stop the car!
Stop the car!

Drive.

Drive. Just go!

I'm an MI5 officer.
Take me to St. Edwin's Hospital.

Malcolm,

how soon can you get
an armed response team to Jo's position?

We can't get an armed response there
in less than 8 minutes.

Get bodies down 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 2 minutes.

I'll never make it in 2 minutes.
5 minutes.

- 5 minutes, at least, just give me...
- You have 2 minutes.

OK. OK.

Don't do anything wrong.
I'm turning around. I'm coming. Please.

Just don't do it...

Should I turn around?

Just keep going.

You know he's not coming back.

He is coming back.

Malcolm, how long
till SO19 get there?

- You're not turning back?
- No, Malcolm. I'm not turning back.

How soon?

- SO19?
- On their way.

- In time?
- No.

Give me the Home Secretary.

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

So you use whatever 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 2 minutes away at most.

- Time is up.
- Please, don't hang up! Don't...

Don't killer her! Don't k...

He's a cold one, your friend.

The benefits
of a public school education.

Nevertheless, I'm sorry.

Alexi. Alexi.

There's 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.

But 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.

- Shut up!
- Just listen to me!

- Shut up!
- Just listen to me, please!

I don't think so, Alexi.

Edik?

Edik? Edik?

I said I don't think so, Alexi.

Are you okay?

Go.

Go to the hospital you need to check in.

I'll get help.

So close, uh?

Pretty close.

Thank God.

You're okay?

I'm still here.

You?

Still here.

It was a difficult thing to do.

But it was the right thing.

Oh, I know that.

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

She's scared.

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

I'm hungry.

I can't remember the last time I ate.

- I could cook.
- Yeah, right.

- Come on, I cook.
- I know.

OK. Come back tomorrow
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.

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.

Yeah.

You, too. Of course.

That'd be great.

I'll let you know where.

I'm sorry.

See you around, Harry.

Documented proof
of what the government considered

to be acceptable British casualties.

Thousands of people dead
if you haven't found that vaccin.

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

For 5 minutes.

Now, 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've 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, post graduate on the grid.

I need someone I can really,
really trust.

Well...

I'll give it my urgent consideration.

Around one hundred patients were taken
in today to be treated for the virus,

many of them have since complained
about their treatment

whilst in quarantine,
all have now show a full recovery.

The Home Secretary expressed...

It 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 wasn't.

It was some poor vagrant shot in head
and piled on to make up the numbers.

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

I'm gonna follow up the Magritte lead.
See if it leads to Copenhagen.

- Have you spoken to Harry?
- Harry will mix it, you know that.

Go. I'll cover you for 24 hours.
After that, it becomes official, yeah?

I know.

Thanks, Adam.

Take care.

Shit. Shit. Shit.