All language subtitles for Spooks S09E02 x264 RB58

15 years and you look just the same.

Get away from me.

Whatever it is you want, Vaughn,
you're not getting it!

- Marry me, Ruth.
- It's the funeral, it's made you emotional.

No, it's made me see clearly.

I can't, Harry.

You know, sir,
I could have taken care of this myself.

Dimitri, stop calling me "sir".
You're not a soldier any more, you're a spy.

Home Secretary.

I do hope we're going to get on, Sir Harry.

- We're in the same field, buddy.
- You think?

You? You're a profiteer.

You exploit death, violence
and misery for money.

You don't remember me, do you?

Actually, I do, Miss Bailey.
You were an excellent candidate.

But at the time, you were overly
self-interested and potentially arrogant.

I was thinking of reapplying.

I'm going to offer Beth a job.

This is for you.

Just tell me one thing first.
What's it been like?

- What's what been like?
- Being Lucas North, of course.

Good to see you, John.

Hello, Grace Lloyd. Sandhurst Oil.
I'm here to see Robert Westhouse.

If you wouldn't mind having a seat
with the gentlemen over there.

Thank you.

Here to see Robert Westhouse.

Jacob Chapman, IMK Consultants.

Number five is here.

One more to go.

Number six arriving. Another carbon copy.

James Vine. UK Oil Construction.

Five of them may work in the oil industry
and live in the Surrey Hills,

but one of them is a trained assassin hired
to kill Robert Westhouse.

We need to know which one.

Good morning. Thank you all for coming.

Mr Westhouse is waiting for you
in the penthouse.

But first, if you wouldn't mind my
colleague carrying out the usual checks,

we'd be very grateful. Please.

Tariq, we've got scanning equipment.

The ear piece is okay.
It's made of natural fibres.

Lose the lapel mic.

Follow me.

We still don't know who the assassin is,
but he's getting in the lift with you.

The lift will take you straight
to the penthouse suite.

You'll be met there.

Beth, you can hear us,
but we can't hear you.

Doors closing.
- I'm walking up.

The lift's stopped. 25th floor.

Try the alarm.

No, it's dead.

They're making their move.

Electrics have gone down.

Harry!

- They've cut the power.
- What the hell are they doing?

Beth, be ready for anything.

Beth, be careful!

Hi.
- Hello, darling.

Look, listen, I'm stuck in the lift
in the Maybury Hotel.

- Can you call them...
Doors opening.

It's okay.

Beth!

Beth!
- Vamos!

James, what's happening? James!

James, can you hear me? James!

James, are you okay?

Beth?

Beth!

- It's Lucas.
- Have they gone?

- Are you hurt?
- No.

Are you sure?

Dimitri, can you hear me?

Shit. Someone's tried to kill everyone
in the lift.

We need ambulances, now!

And lock down the area.
No one goes in or out of this hotel.

How's Beth?
- Harry.

- How's Beth?
- Yeah. She's okay.

Can you stand? Okay.

It's okay, it's okay.

The survivor is called Jacob Chapman.
He's a corporate fixer based in Dubai.

- Is he wounded?
- No.

Make sure the police bring
him straight to us.

Harry, there's one other man.

It's James Vine, he's in a coma.
He probably won't survive the day.

Four, maybe five murdered.

At 8:00 this morning, we
received intelligence

that the Nigerian government
had hired an assassin

to kill Robert Westhouse
at the Maybury Hotel.

We were tasked with
intercepting the assassin

without Westhouse discovering
what was going on.

He must have found out
and had the people in the lift killed.

Ruth.

Robert Westhouse. British oil billionaire.

And since the BP disaster,

increasingly important
to our economic recovery.

He lives in a huge pile in Berkshire,
almost never leaves it.

His security is legendary.

He made his millions in Nigerian oil,
bringing massive investment into the area.

For years he's been Nigeria's best friend.

Now it seems they want to kill him.

The assassin they hired was
one of these men.

He was within seconds
of getting to Westhouse.

- Beth, how many gunmen were there?
- Two, I think. It was dark.

Did you see anything else?
Did you hear anyone speak?

No. They just sprayed the lift with bullets
and left.

CCTV above the 15th floor was disabled
10 minutes before the shooting.

- The other cameras picked up nothing.
- So how did they get out?

Hello?

Tariq, check out street CCTV,
anything you can find.

Dimitri, spin a story to the media,
the shooting was gang-connected.

Jacob Chapman has been brought in
for interrogation.

Why did Chapman survive?

Well, I hit the floor before they opened fire.
Maybe he did the same.

Well, maybe that's what
he was trained to do.

But Westhouse must be responsible.

I need to know what's going on,
Home Secretary.

The Nigerians have been threatening
to cancel all our oil deals.

Since the Gulf of Mexico,

we've lost our friends
in the American oil industry.

We can't lose Nigeria, too.

Westhouse is the only one
with enough dirt on them

to ensure that we keep our business.

So, Nigeria tried to kill him
and you got wind of it.

And asked you to sort it out.

Then I'll need to get closer
to Robert Westhouse.

Find out what the hell he's been up to.

No, no, no. No, Harry.

Give him space. He's important to us.

More important than four
murdered civilians?

Give Westhouse space. That's an order.

You don't work in the oil industry.

- How do you know Robert Westhouse?
- I don't know him.

I was called three days ago
by one of Westhouse's UK team.

- What's going on here?
What was on offer?

He said that Westhouse was opening up
more oil opportunities in Nigeria.

And how would he do that?

Look, I... I was just trying
to make some money. Business.

What happened in the lift,
that wasn't business.

That's got nothing to do with me!

You survived.

- And that makes me guilty?
- It makes you interesting.

I was standing near her.

The lift doors opened.
She fell to the floor and I copied her.

- And then...
- I don't remember.

- Just gunshots. Lots of them, and then...
- What?

They just left.
I think that's right, isn't it?

What if I told you that we had intelligence

that someone was trying to assassinate
Robert Westhouse this morning

and that the gunmen were almost
certainly there to take out the assassin.

- And... And you think I'm the assassin?
- I have no idea who you are.

I'm a witness. That's what I am.

I've been shot at
and I'd appreciate some protection.

Oh, don't you worry.
We have no intention of letting you go.

- Do you trust him?
- No.

I would never trust anyone
wearing a suit like that.

Dimitri, take Chapman to a safe house.
24-hour watch.

No, Lucas, let me deal with Chapman.

I'll use the feminine touch.
Get something out of him.

Okay.

Lucas, I have something.

Five of the businessmen's stories
check out perfectly.

- But one doesn't.
- Let me guess, Chapman?

No. No, this man.

He claimed on arrival to be a Martin
Strickland of Vitex Petroleum.

But Martin Strickland doesn't exist.

This man is Benoit Delarue.
Ex-French marine.

Vitex Petroleum employed him two weeks ago
as a consultant.

- Consulting on what exactly?
- It's not clear.

He has no business experience whatsoever.

But he knows how to kill people.

So, if the Nigerian government were looking
for a non-black operative

- to murder Westhouse...
- He'd be perfect.

Except he had no weapon on him.

The Nigerians could've planted a weapon
for the assassin to pick up.

In which case it would
still be at the hotel.

So, Benoit Delarue reaches
the penthouse apartment.

He has no weapon.

- Where do they leave it for him?
- After you.

Ruth, it's Lucas.

Can you check if Westhouse
has any health issues?

Hang on. Just checking.

Yes.

Don't tell me, some kind of pain.

Migraines. It's very heavy.
Requiring constant...

Medication. Thanks.

Don't take these if
you've got a sore throat.

The Nigerians were planning
to poison Westhouse.

They couldn't get to him at his mansion.
The hotel meeting was their only chance.

Doors closing.

- I thought this floor was sealed off.
- It is.

Looking for these?

How is Lagos this time of year?

Doors closing.

Doors closing.

Doors opening.

Good morning, Mr North.

- Who are you?
- Felix Osuba. Nigerian political attach�.

I'm sorry to perform such a reckless
driving manoeuvre in your great city.

I'm more interested in your manoeuvres
around Robert Westhouse.

May I have the bottle please?

What bottle?

- Give it to me.
- All right.

Only if you tell me why.
Why do you want Westhouse dead?

There is a new generation of Nigerians
who wish to own our own resources.

Mr Westhouse and his kind
will never understand that.

Yeah, you thought you'd make that clear
to him?

- Who was your assassin? Benoit Delarue?
- You don't need to know that.

Well then, you don't get your poison.

I don't want to force you.
The bottle. Please.

Go!

The pill you found contained a lethal mix
of cyanide and a pollutant, ethomorbital.

That's impossible to trace in a body,

but it would have killed Westhouse
within 12 hours.

Thanks, Ruth.

Harry, we need to talk
about Robert Westhouse.

Yes. I'm receiving significant pressure
from above regarding Westhouse.

They're telling me I have to tread lightly
around him.

However, I think we should pay him a visit

to discuss his security arrangements.

Beth.

I'm taking Chapman to the safe house.

I tried, but I didn't get anything useful
from him.

I think he's secretly gay.

Look, he may be a red herring in all this,
but check out his history, just to be sure.

- And then go home. You need some rest.
- Yes, sir.

Do I detect the seeds
of a constructive working relationship?

I can report an improvement in
Miss Bailey's general approach to her work.

Look at that,
the spoils of the oil industry.

Are you telling me that an attempt on my
life was planned in my own capital city

and the British government
didn't think to inform me?

As I'm sure you're aware,
your role in the Nigerian oil trade

is viewed as crucial to British interests.

And you thought I'd be scared off if I
found out that my life was under threat?

The government believe your work
is vital to the UK oil industry

and asked me to deal with the threat
quietly and discreetly.

Did a good job, didn't you?

We would have dealt
with the assassin,

but someone got there before us and
massacred a lift full of innocent people.

You accusing me?

Someone was acting to protect you.

Were you aware in the last few weeks
of any threat to your life?

- None whatsoever.
- So why all the security?

You barely leave this mansion.

We work in Africa, Mr Phillips.
It would be unwise not to take precautions.

What was the hotel meeting about?

I was looking after British interests.

The Nigerians are considering turning off
their oil tap to the West.

- There's a higher bidder.
- China?

If that happens,
it will be catastrophic for the UK economy.

Today's meeting was intended
to create business strategies

to persuade the Nigerians
to reconsider their position.

- Strategies?
- Financial incentives.

Bribery.

Welcome to the world of oil.

Somebody in Nigeria did not want
that meeting to be successful. Why?

The Nigerians have always been my friends,
even in more pressing times than these.

Then why did they try to kill you?

Tomorrow I want you
to get into Westhouse's private files.

Find out what's really going on.

- You don't think he's telling us everything?
- Do you?

- And the pressure from above?
- Leave me to deal with that.

Let me out here.

Hi.

- Hey, just seeing how you are.
- I'll survive.

- Thanks for the TLC.
- Any time.

Did you open the suitcase?

How did you get this number?

Still got a few tricks in me.

John, I've got myself in a...
In a terrible mess.

Things are difficult for me.

Think about what I've been doing
for the past 15 years.

Think about how difficult
I could make things for you.

Don't contact me again.

- Yes?
- Sorry, it's me. I know it's late.

Listen. Given what you said, re...
what I said,

I don't think we should be sharing
late-night t�te-�-t�tes.

Let's just stick to work.

This is work.

Good.

Um, something's bothering me
about the gunmen.

Hold on. Beth's just coming back.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Sorry.

They couldn't escape down the fire exit
because Lucas was coming up it

and plus, we had that hotel cordoned off
in minutes.

Harry, they can't have left that building.

- So what did they do?
- I think they had a room booked.

But we checked all the rooms.

Anyone with African connections
was taken by the police for questioning.

Well, I have a guest list on my computer.
I'll go through it in the morning.

Anything else?

No.

Goodnight, then.

I'll see you later. Bye-bye.

Okay, and down.

Swollen around here. You'll be fine.

I'll get the nurse to
have a look at it, okay?

Right...

Right, who have we got here?

You're alive.

Maya.

- Leave me alone.
- I can't.

Maya!

Meet me tonight. 7:00, Mayfair Square.
Please?

- You're an early bird.
- Couldn't sleep.

Nightmares? It happens to all of us.
Even you.

You don't look so good yourself.

Yeah, well. Nothing a coffee won't fix.

I am re-checking everyone staying
at the hotel,

looking for any connection to Westhouse.

- What about Chapman?
- His story's watertight.

He does work for IMK Consultants

and he has no connection to Nigeria
or to Westhouse.

Okay, I wanna shift the focus.
How do we get inside Westhouse's mansion?

I thought we were steering clear
of Westhouse?

Not any more. Somewhere in that mansion
is where he does his deals.

I wanna be listening in when he does them.

The house has a 60-camera Hawkeye
computer-controlled security system.

If we're to disable cameras,
we have to do it from within.

The drivers have an area round the side
of the house. It may have a computer.

Good. Set it up. We've got three hours.

And let's keep this strictly
amongst ourselves, shall we?

Lucas, see if you can find any connection
to the Ukraine.

Westhouse has been there more often
in the last three months

than I consider entirely healthy.

Ruth, we're missing something.

Could there have been any other witnesses
to the shooting?

Only James Vine. And he's still in a coma.

Mrs Vine?

I've spoken to the police already.

I just wanted to say
that if your husband should wake up,

I will need to talk to him.

He isn't going to wake.
He's 90% brain-dead.

They've asked me
to consider switching off the machine,

but I'm not quite ready yet.

Did your husband have any previous contact
with Robert Westhouse?

None. He just got a call three days ago.

He's been trying to tap the Niger Delta
for years.

- I'm disturbing you.
- I can still hear the shots.

- Sorry?
- On his phone.

Ruth, James Vine was on the phone
when the attack took place.

See if the mobile-phone company
have a record of the call

- and if they can retrieve it.
- Will do.

Darling, I won't be late.
We've got the Bedfords for dinner tonight.

Right.

- I'll be back soon. Bye, sweetie.
- Bye, darling.

Michael, have the car
pick me up from the front, will you?

Mr Phillips.

- I'm here to check your security systems.
- Then you'd better come through.

Mrs Westhouse asked
to be picked up from the front entrance.

Yeah, okay.

We have 60 colour dome cameras

with remote monitoring
and CCTV alarm verification.

Six board cameras with microwave links.

We've also installed in our security centre
the latest multiplexers and quad displays.

And our computer system
has the strongest firewall.

Outside and inside we have the facility to
activate high-resolution motion detection.

What's in there?

Those are Mr and Mrs Westhouse's
private quarters.

Even I do not go in there.

So, I hope you'll agree
that Mr Westhouse is quite safe here

and all our systems are more than adequate.

But thank you for your concern.

Michael will see you out.

This is PC Joy Hayden, your liaison officer
from Surrey Hills Police control room.

We've a report of an unmarked white van
outside your back gates.

Okay, we'll check it out.

Let's check out the back, yeah?

There's an unmarked van parked
just outside your back gates.

I think someone may be trying
to breach your security wall.

- Get Mr Westhouse immediately.
- Just hold on a minute.

I said immediately!

Wakey-wakey, Tariq. Bug in place.

I'm like a shark, Lucas. I never sleep.

Lucas, they're on their way back. Hurry!

Come on, Lucas. Get out of there!

What is it?

Someone just tried
to crash your security cameras,

but we managed to get them back online.

Take this SIM card back to the Grid.
Find out what's on it.

- Ruth.
- Okay, listen.

The police never recovered
James Vine's phone.

- They assumed he didn't have one.
- Right, but we know he did.

Yeah, someone must have taken it
from the lift before they got there.

Chapman.

I never saw Vine's phone.

And anyway the police searched me
immediately after we left the lift.

- So how could I have taken it?
- Well, then who did?

Well, why don't you ask the people
who tried to kill us? Maybe they took it.

But you have no memory
of anyone entering the lift.

Well, maybe they did.

It was dark. It's possible, I suppose.

Why did Westhouse call you out of the blue
for this meeting?

I have absolutely no idea.

I went to Westhouse because it was
an opportunity to make millions of dollars.

Now, you tell me, why is that a crime?

It's the same with the others.
Westhouse just called them.

No previous contact. It doesn't make sense.

Unless the meeting was a set-up.

So, Westhouse knew about
the Nigerian plot to kill him?

And set up a meeting to lure the assassin.

Oh, go ahead, I have to take this.

I dusted a phone pad
in Westhouse's mansion.

He's speaking to someone from the Ukraine
at 6:00 pm today.

Come in. Close the door.

Take a seat.

What is it?

I've contacted James Vine's mobile company
and they've retrieved the call to his wife.

Listen, I'm stuck
in the lift in the Maybury Hotel.

- Can you call them...
Doors opening.

- "Is she dead?" In Spanish.
- She?

Now, there are no Hispanics on my hotel list,
so I double-checked with the hotel itself.

Now, two Colombians booked in
two days before

and checked out
the morning after the shootings.

Now, their passports had fake names,

but their real names are Hector Cordoba
and Carlos Garcia.

Now, they have connections to
anti-US militia in Colombia.

Someone had deleted them
from my computer.

Any connections to Westhouse?

Seven years ago,
this woman was a member of their group.

Marica!

Beth!

James, what's happening? James!

James, can you hear me? James!

James, are you okay?

Beth?

Beth! It's Lucas.

Have they gone?

Dimitri, can you hear me?

Shit. Someone's tried to kill
everyone in the lift.

We need ambulances, now!

And lock down the area.
No one goes in or out of this hotel.

Yeah. She's okay.

Can you stand? Okay.

Someone's alive.

- Beth, how many gunmen were there?
- Two, I think.

Yeah, but it was dark...

Did you see anything else?
Did you hear anyone speak?

No. They just sprayed the lift with bullets
and left.

I was standing near her.

The lift doors opened.
She fell to the floor and I copied her.

And then... What?

They just left.
That's right, isn't it?

Lucas, let me deal with Chapman.
I'll use the feminine touch.

Why didn't you tell him?

- Tell who, what?
- What you heard in the lift?

- I'm sorry, I don't know...
- Don't bullshit me!

I'm taking Chapman to the safe house.

I tried, but I didn't get anything useful
from him.

I think he's secretly gay.

There's no need to push me!

What are you doing?

Someone will find you later.
And by then you can say what you like.

Hi, what time's the next Eurostar
to Paris, please?

Hey!
- Yeah, when's the next one?

Thank you.

Hey! Where are you going?

Get these off.

- You're the assassin.
- And my Spanish is excellent.

- Who were they?
- I don't know.

I nearly died because of you.
I want some answers.

- So you talk!
- Okay.

When I was 22, I took off to South America
to piss off my father

and I got involved with the wrong people.

- What was it, drugs?
- No, arms.

I supplied a Colombian militia
with guns and ammo.

And their boss was this... This psycho,
psycho called Raul, Raul Cordoba.

And?

I realised he was no Che Guevara
and I wanted out.

Yeah, but he said it wasn't an option,
so you shopped him.

Yeah, to the Colombian army,

and he was found in a ditch
just outside Bogot�.

- Who were those geezers?
- One of them is his brother.

You've been a naughty girl.

I should kill you.

Yeah, then you'd have three bodies
to deal with,

your fingerprints all over the place
and no one to help you.

If you tell Ml5 who I am,

I'll take you down with me.

I bet it's my colleague.

Answer it.

Hi.

- Hey, just seeing how you are.
- I'll survive.

- Thanks for the TLC.
- Any time.

Right, I want a clean exit to Dubai.
No questions asked.

Then I'll stay silent about
your little Colombian adventure.

- How do I know I can trust you?
- How do I know I can trust you?

You don't.

Well, now that's sorted,
let's start clearing this mess up.

Stop. Stop here.

Wait, wait.

What's that?

The businessman from the lift's mobile.

Smart.

Listen, find another assassin.
One of the dead men in the lift.

Make it look convincing. Keep me out of it.

I've already taken care of that.

You know,
I liked you the moment I met you.

I want all evidence of my involvement
with Raul Cordoba to disappear.

Why? So you can stay with Ml5?

I look at you and I don't
see a civil servant.

I get you off this
and we go our separate ways. Clear?

Get me to the safe house.
We'll do our deals later.

Now, don't get too excited.
It only calls one number. Mine.

What other number would I want?

Hold on, hold on. Beth's just coming back.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Sorry. So, the gunmen at the hotel.

They couldn't escape down the fire exit
because Lucas was coming up,

plus, we had that hotel cordoned off
in minutes.

I think they had a room booked.

Well, I have a guest list on my computer.
I'll go through it in the morning.

- You're an early bird.
- Couldn't sleep.

I never saw Vine's phone.

And anyway the police searched me
immediately after we left the lift.

- So how could I have taken it?
- Well, then who did?

Why don't you ask the people
who tried to kill us? Maybe they took it.

But you have no memory
of anyone entering the lift.

Maybe they did.

Well, it was dark, so
it's possible, I suppose.

Oh, go ahead. I have to take this.

Okay, guys, take a break.

Let's make sure no one's listening.

I've just heard from my Nigerian employers.

- How the hell...
- It doesn't matter.

- They want me out of here or I'm a dead man.
- What?

Look, you've got 12 hours
to get me on a flight to Dubai.

Better still, get us both on a flight.

Do you want this always hanging
over your head?

Your dirty little secret?

I know you, you're like me.

You will never fit in with these people.

Anything else you want to tell us?

That's the truth. I swear.

You caused the death of five men.
We could have been chasing their killers.

Instead of which we've wasted
valuable hours pursuing false leads

while you deliberately misled
a criminal investigation.

I operated in a different world back then.
I just, I thought...

Thought?

Thought what, Beth? What did you think?

I just thought it would never come up.

Harry, we have noise from the bug
in Westhouse's mansion.

You stay here.

The Ukrainians have landed.
They have the VXD.

Tell them there's a new venue
for the handover. 6:00.

They are nervous
after what happened at the hotel.

Offer them an extra 100K.
That should calm them down a bit.

We need to speed this up.
Fly to Lagos tonight.

Give Uchama the VXD
and tell him to attack immediately.

After the attack, brief the press
that it was Islamic rebels from the North,

the usual African clich�s.

And the army can move in
and seize the presidential palace.

Then their priority is to secure
our pipelines and refineries.

VXD.

A deadly Soviet nerve agent used
in Afghanistan to obliterate entire towns.

- What does Westhouse want this for?
- He's going to attack Lagos.

But why? That's tantamount to genocide.

That's exactly what he wants.
You heard what he said.

He'll blame the attack
on Islamic militants,

provoking the Nigerian military
to roll in and take over.

- A British-sponsored coup.
- Yeah. And all to keep the oil tap running.

Harry, we have to stop this.

But quietly.

Westhouse dines
with half of the British cabinet.

If the world's media get the slightest hint
of what he's up to,

the UK will become
Africa's enemy number-one.

Harry, we have no idea
where the transaction's taking place.

Lucas, the phone belonged
to Westhouse's wife.

The SIM card had 300 photos on it,
family and friends.

- And?
- Look who's one of the friends.

Chapman.
He's in 12 different photos.

He must be working for Westhouse.

Chapman told you that he was the assassin
hired by Nigeria to kill Westhouse?

Can you explain these to me?

- He said he'd never met Westhouse.
- Then we can assume he lied to you.

I don't understand. Who is he?

This is the assassin.

When you reach this floor in the lift,
we will separate him from the group.

Do what you need to do.

Here to see Robert Westhouse.

Jacob Chapman, IMK Consultants.

Darling, listen, I'm stuck in the lift
in the Maybury Hotel.

James, what's happening? James!

James, can you hear me?

- It's you. You're the assassin.
- My Spanish is excellent.

You're like me.

You will never fit in with these people.

Chapman will know
where the transaction's taking place.

We need that information.

- Do we bring him in?
- He'll deny knowledge.

All we have are a few photographs of him
with Westhouse. It's not enough.

We have to deceive the deceiver.

Beth? Will you do it?

Yeah.

Just this once. Then she's gone.
There's no place here for betrayal.

I've arranged your release.
- I knew you were good.

We'll be picking you up in half an hour.

And you'll be taken wherever you wish.

And my offer to you?

- I'm leaning towards accepting.
- I thought you might.

24-hour watch on Westhouse's mansion.

If he or any of his men make any move,
we bring them in.

Let's go.

Get me Westhouse.
The Nigerians have found me.

Mr Westhouse is not available.
He says he's sorry.

You set me up.

We've identified the assassin.
You're free to return home to Dubai.

There's a taxi waiting.

Thank you. Thanks very much.

- The answer's yes.
- Heathrow Airport. Two hours.

He's on the move.

Tariq, anything happening at the mansion?

Just the wife going to her golf lesson.

No sign of Westhouse or his entourage.

Harry, we've got Nigerian Intelligence
following me and Chapman.

- How did they find him?
- Westhouse must have leaked it to them.

He's setting Chapman up as the fall guy.

We all follow Chapman while he quietly
completes the transaction elsewhere.

- So, where's it happening?
Hang on.

Tariq, was there anyone
else in the wife's car?

Just her and the driver.

In Iraq, we used to dress
the important dignitary as the driver.

- Maybe Westhouse is driving that car.
- Where's the wife's golf lesson?

Foxhills Golf Club.

Harry? Let's go.

Home Secretary, I wanted you to know

that I'm about to prevent
a British-funded coup in West Africa

that could lead to mass bloodshed,

which your dear friend Robert Westhouse
is planning.

I didn't know.

Not that he'd go that far.

I assumed that was the case.

Deal with it, Harry. No noise.

That's why I'm going myself.

Uh-uh. You stay here.

- What? What do you mean?
- You're off the operation. Harry's orders.

- Off the operation or off the team?
- You should've been honest with us, Beth.

Whereas I'm sure you've got
nothing to hide, have you, Lucas?

I'm front man on this.

- Diplomatic reasons.
- Understood.

We'll go round the back.

Pull over here, please.

I know where the nerve agent
is being handed over.

And for the right price,
I can tell you where it's happening.

What is the right price?

Robert, lovely to see you.
Are you playing today?

No, no, my... My wife has a lesson.

- How is Joanna?
- She's good, she's fine. Thank you.

I hear you're thinking of
taking an African holiday.

Yes, that's right.

I hate to be the bringer of bad news,
but you may have to cancel.

The climate is no longer conducive.

Well, I'm sure I'll find a way
of making it happen.

You've taken your last safari, Robert.

Why don't you and Joanna
have a nice consolation dinner?

There's a table booked on me.

How kind.

Let me take your bag to the car.

Westhouse is white.

In his early 50s and
wearing a long dark coat.

He'll be carrying a sports bag.
Shoot him and take the bag.

Harry!

You said Heathrow Airport. Naughty boy.

You never knew me and you never will.

Harry, I want Beth on our team.

I don't like liars.

It's our business, isn't it? Lying.

Not to each other.

Did you trust Ros?

Lmplicitly.

Could you afford me the same grace?

I'll accept the position of section chief,
but you have to trust me in the same way.

I want complete clearance
on all my operations.

Grade-A access,

and the freedom to build the team
that I choose.

Beth deserves a second chance.

Congratulations, Lucas.

- Right, well, I'll see you when I see you.
- Yep.

How about 8:00 tomorrow morning?

What do you mean?

Call it a reprieve.

8:00 it is, then.

Don't think it's because I care.

Of course not.

Uh...

I know this is hard for you.

I just wanted to try and explain.

It's been 15 years, John.

Don't talk to me like you know me.
You don't know me.

I'm not the same person any more.

Neither am I.

So?

Maya, when I was in Africa,
something happened.

Something that I had to
bury, had to run from.

I couldn't risk bringing it home to you.
I couldn't.

I loved you too much.

If you loved me,
you wouldn't have disappeared.

If you loved me, John,
you would've found a way to come home.

If you knew how much I wanted to.

I can't listen to this. I've got to go.

Where?

To my boyfriend.

Yeah, I have one.

And I have friends and family, a career.

I have a life and I don't need you.

So, why are you here?

We've intercepted an email
to the AFF cell in London.

We think they're trying to acquire a WMD.

The Russians want a man on the Grid.

An FSB officer at Thames House?
That's absurd.

To many more co-operations.

What's going on?

They're terrorists.

It appears I have allowed us to be played
by Moscow.

- I wanna see you again.
- I don't want to see you.

I want to tell you everything. Tonight.

I can assure you he won't hesitate
to use this weapon.

Security services, clear the platform!

It's a war, Lucas.
If you don't like it, look the other way.

We've done what was asked.
That's an end to it.

Have you told Harry Pearce what we did?
Don't make me use what I know.