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I just need a file. It's in Five's archive. It's called Albany.

Look at me, John. I want to get this over with and disappear.

And I want you to disappear as well, but I'm not gonna help you to do it.

Why did you decide to turn up now?

I had to see you.

What do you want?

I need that Albany file.

What? And you think that blackmailing me is the best way to get it?

Do this for me and I'm gone.

You can carry on whatever life you want.

I did what you asked.

Now you and I are done.

You didn't do this for me.

You did this for you.

I've fixed things.

We can be together.

It's gotta be forever this time, John.

Harry! Sit down, sit down.

Just checking out the new Home Office app.

It's worth a download.

Well, I have some very exciting news.

After several hundred hours of extremely delicate phone calls,

Operation Horizon is a go.

- With the same chair? - Same deal, same chair.

Total secrecy, press lockout.

The top people on both the Israeli and the Palestinian sides are signed up

and ready to powwow.

This is an historic opportunity to bring about peace in the Middle East.

Home Secretary, these talks always do one of two things.

Collapse spectacularly or fizzle out.

Well, if anyone can stop that from happening, it's this chair.

His codename for the duration is Lighthouse.

Perfect, eh? The beacon?

Guiding us through the dark crags?

Just think, if the foundations of lasting peace were laid in little old Blighty.

Rather a shame the whole thing's clandestine, but then you can't win them all.

I'll liaise with all sides re. Security arrangements.

I spent a year in that part of the world after graduating.

My dalliance with long-haired do-gooding, you know.

But I've seen, at first hand, what this conflict has done to those people.

On all sides.

We have a solemn responsibility to this process.

Anything you need.

Home Secretary.

The President touches down in five hours.

Operation Horizon is his brainchild.

It's top-secret, small-scale, exploratory talks between Israel and the Palestinians.

And the President's getting tough on Israel.

He's demanded a freeze on all settlement buildings as a pre-condition.

Obviously the right wing there don't like it,

but others feel that he offers the region the best chance

for peace in decades.

So our job therefore is to protect the talks to make sure they go ahead.

Now three six-hour windows have been arranged with cover stories.

The first is a visit to Buck House.

But instead of spending the day with the corgis,

he's going straight out the back into unmarked vehicles

and over to the delegation hotel.

And before you ask, yes, er, the Queen is in on it.

What, so someone actually made her sign the Official Secrets Act?

But it's delicate.

A sharp word, the wrong food, any perceived inequality in treatment...

So we buy them the same toys. That way they can't argue.

Both delegations are in the same hotel to rule out any suggestion of favouritism.

It's The Prince Edward.

Central location, but totally securable,

and all surrounding buildings will be emptied.

The key players.

On the Israeli side,

Levi Cohen, lead negotiator, worked within the peace process for 30 years.

This is Anna Cohen, his daughter.

She's ex-army, but now a rising star of Israeli politics.

Now she's tough, but she's a moderate, like her father.

Anna was kidnapped by a splinter Palestinian Jihadi group in 2001.

Her father, then a defence minister,

would not approve an army plan to rescue her.

His own daughter? Why?

It was a volatile time. If he had approved the plan

it could have sparked a cycle of violence that would have lasted for years.

He had no choice.

They don't get along. Only reason they'll be in a room together

is for these talks.

- So, do you know the family then? - Yes.

I'm going to be at the hotel as a favour to Levi.

On the other side, Harun lbrahim, Palestinian lifer and former advisor to Arafat.

The other man is his deputy, Raed Elwan.

Now he's seen as the more progressive thinker.

If we can manage to close the gap on this thing, which seems unlikely,

then we'll be doing the world a great service.

Both delegations will be assigned a Home Office liaison.

So, are we working with them?

Not exactly.

The delegation would never accept Ml5 close protection,

so you're Home Office staff on babysit drill.

Make sure the delegations are safe, happy and, above all, separate

until the talks begin. Ruth and Tariq will coordinate from here,

but essentially we're relying on your tact and charm.

And you want Beth?

Yeah, well, these are Middle East peace talks, we expect complications.

Lucas, emergency contact from the CIA.

A journalist called Dana Morrison has contacted them

asking for confirmation that the President is chairing a secret peace summit.

Well, they've denied it, obviously, but she's running the story anyway.

- How the hell did she find that out? - They don't know.

- When does she go to press? - This afternoon.

An attempt to derail the talks?

Yeah, maybe.

And if word gets out, Lighthouse will have to cancel, so I'm bringing her in.

Prepare yourself for the inevitable harangue about press freedom.

Keep me informed.

I won't ask how long it's been because the answer will only make me feel very old,

but I hear you are now a duke.

- Has it gone to your head, Harry? - I'm a knight, Levi.

And on the day I became one, so did an 80-year-old disc jockey,

and a champion shot-putter, so I don't dine out on it, no.

- What about you? Are you hopeful? - That's not a term that's useful in what I do.

Although with Lighthouse on board, I can't help it, Harry.

We could really move on this time.

I'm delighted to hear you say that. What about Anna? How's she?

She still hasn't forgiven me, if that's what you mean.

But she's excited about these talks.

She may hate her father, but she loves Israel.

Now, if you pretend you're still on Tel Aviv time like me,

we can have a whisky.

Miss Cohen? I'm Richard Fox, your Home Office liaison.

I hope you like the suite. It's the best in the hotel.

Come in, Mr Levendis, and stop wasting air.

I don't know if my office briefed you, but my name is Richard...

Dimitri Levendis, born in North London to Greek immigrant parents,

Ml5 field officer, Section D,

formerly a promising military career, including the Special Boat Service.

Hello, gentlemen. I'm Sarah Clayton from the Home Office.

Raed Elwan. Mr lbrahim is saving his energies for the discussions.

Well, I hope the suite's to your liking. It's the best in the hotel.

- With our compliments. - Thank you.

Without fail.

- I'm sorry? - Every time I am abroad, I am brought dates.

'The Arab will like dates, they think.

My people have swept and secured the suite.

We do not need the help of a foreign intelligence officer.

But our chairman is setting a different note, so you can stay.

Did you know that prolonged periods of malnutrition can cause diabetes?

No.

A gift from my captors.

Along with insomnia and, of course...

- Which you're trying not at look at. - I've seen worse.

If there's anything else we can help you with, please don't hesitate to ask.

Will you stop fighting every war the Americans ask you to?

I think that's a notch above my pay grade.

But I can assure you, we're all behind a peaceful resolution.

If the public knew about these talks, you'd see that.

Then it is well they will be spared the disappointment of their failure.

If the President is chairing talks between Israel and Palestine

then the public have a right to know about it.

So, no, Miss Hall, I'm not going to sign that.

Instead I'm going to take your overtures as confirmation of my source's report

and go to press. Today.

- This is a matter of principle. - Normally I'd agree.

But these talks need to be kept secret.

If you blow them open, we can't guarantee security

- and they'll be cancelled. - Then why do them in secret at all?

The President feels they only have a chance if they're away from the spotlight.

Having them in public brings a certain pressure not to compromise.

Maybe, but it is always in the public good to know...

Almost always.

I see pictures you don't see.

I read transcripts you never will.

I've watched people destroy their bodies

for causes that began hundreds of years ago in countries they've never even visited.

This isn't some abstract, political goal you're putting at risk, Miss Morrison,

it's a living thing.

Lucas? - Harry, the journo's playing ball.

We'll get to work on her source. How's Levi?

I'm with him now. He's old beyond his years.

The business he's in does that to you. But he's excited, too.

He feels with Lighthouse coming there's really some hope this time.

We cannot compromise on security, but we must give these talks every chance.

Understood.

Problems?

Ah, you wouldn't tell me if there were.

I think you are the only person I know whose silence is truly reassuring.

I get tongue-tied.

You know for a seasoned negotiator, Levi,

your mind is remarkably easy to read.

One day she'll realise that what you did was right,

at the time.

And the one time she needed my support.

The e-mails from Dana Morrison's contact are anonymous and brief.

They just say that Lighthouse is chairing the secret talks.

- Can you pinpoint who sent them? - Not who, but I can do where.

Well, I can think of a few groups in Lebanon

that would have an interest in sinking the talks.

Even when he's the most sympathetic President

the Palestinians have dealt with in years?

If anyone's likely to force Israel to make concessions, it's him.

Okay, I've got another location. Seven e-mails sent. Six from Lebanon,

the last one from an internet caf� yesterday.

Pull up the browsing history an hour either side of the time that e-mail was sent.

- News, map sites. - What maps was he looking at?

That's The Prince Edward.

So someone in Lebanon knows who, when and where.

Okay, we treat this as a priority one threat to the talks.

Tariq, get me passenger manifests from all flights out of Beirut, border control data...

We may not need those.

He's booked a room at a hostel five minutes away from the caf�.

He's already here.

Okay, I'm in the room. Just gonna do a sweep.

Lucas, you need to hurry. We don't know how long you've got.

There's nothing here. It's clean.

Here we go.

This looks professional. I've got a large amount of Sterling and Euros,

Swiss passport, no photograph.

I've got a notebook, lots of handwritten Arabic.

Two boxes of nine mil hollow point ammo.

But there's no weapon so we have to assume that our man is armed.

An armed, unknown hostile who knows about the talks.

This changes things. We need to inform the delegations.

Agreed. Brief everyone.

Alpha one, you should go.

I'll send a surveillance team to watch the hostel

and pick him up when he comes back.

Tariq, I'm streaming you video. Take a look at this Arabic.

I've got two English words. Ashton Gardens.

- Can you see a number? - I'm running a translate.

Don't bother. 16, Ashton Gardens.

That's two miles away from you. No tenant.

Okay, I'm on my way.

Tell surveillance to keep a low profile and let me know if anyone shows up.

- Someone lives here. We could be dealing with a wider cell.

Let me send in back-up.

Too noisy. We need to keep this quiet.

I've got a laptop. I'm bringing it in.

I'm going to go and see what the neighbours say about the tenant.

Pursuing suspect on foot!

Male, green jacket.

Heading east on Ashton Gardens!

Suspect heading east on Ashton Gardens.

Police are on their way.

Just keep going. I have a gun.

I won't hurt you, unless you scream.

Thank you.

Throw your weapon away.

- Why are you trying to disrupt the talks? - Shut up.

Lucas?

Lucas?

Lucas?

- You wanted to see me? - Our spy has some news for you.

Mr Cohen, we have a leak.

An armed hostile flew in from Lebanon yesterday.

He knows the talks are going ahead and wants to stop them.

We're confident we'll catch him before the President touches down.

This is over before it's begun.

And all the work we put in together.

Don't do that.

Don't pretend we did this together.

We both want it, we both worked for it.

There is no together.

Thank you. I know you'll do everything you can.

You realise a Muslim group will be blamed for this leak.

- Not necessarily. - Yes, necessarily.

For the story to work, as it is always told, it must be the Arabs

who tried to stop this. Those troublemakers. Those children.

Please, Miss Clayton. Leave us alone.

Tariq, the laptop from the flat.

- Get to work. - Whoa.

- Shouldn't you be in hospital? - Yeah, shouldn't you do what you're told?

- That's weird. - What's weird?

It's just heavy and it's a lightweight model.

Wait! Don't open it.

Didn't you bring it through the scanner?

Yeah, I did.

But a small charge designed to destroy just the hard drive

could be hidden in a lead envelope.

The scanner wouldn't pick it up.

Don't worry, Tariq, it would have only singed your eyebrows.

Good news is, if it was wired to explode, he probably didn't bother with encryption.

I'll get this to the lab. All yours.

Father?

We're going to have the lunch meeting in the restaurant.

Heads up. Israelis heading to the restaurant.

What? My delegation are in the lobby right now!

What?

Mr Elwan, perhaps you'd prefer to eat in the comfort of your own suite?

Mr Elwan. The time for talking is nearly upon us.

I am hopeful we can find some common ground.

I think we've already found it, Mr Cohen.

Your daughter has no love for either of us.

Until the talks then.

Not everything has to be a battle, Anna.

But some things do.

Is there anything I can do, Mr Cohen?

No. Thank you.

I think I'll take a walk.

Miss Cohen?

Call me Anna. I like hearing my name. It's from being in the army too long.

- I know what you mean. - I miss that life though.

- Do you? - Bits, I guess.

Which bits, Dimitri?

I don't know. I guess you know exactly who you are in the army.

And what you're supposed to do at any given time.

Yes. You're right.

We don't have that any more.

What did you want to talk about anyway?

You and your father.

Look, I know it's none of my business, but my first responsibility is to the talks.

The animosity between you two could harm them.

My father left me to rot in a terrorist's basement for 14 months.

There can be no relationship between us.

I am offended that you insinuate that I would put Israel's future at risk

because of a personal issue.

Where are you headed? Anna?

We compiled CCTV images during your chase and ran it through face recog.

He's a Lebanese national, Muatt Hutri.

- That rings a bell. - Well, it should do.

He's moderately notorious.

Commands his own Islamist paramilitary group.

They're small, but they're dedicated. They've got a long list of achievements.

Bombings, rocket attacks, assassinations. All against Israel.

So, Hutri wants to stop the talks.

Do you think he's planning a physical attack now that his leak's failed?

Maybe. We can't take any chances on this one.

You both need to see this. It's from the computer Lucas found.

Oh my God. It's Lighthouse. They've got his itinerary.

Well, they know his every move.

They're not trying to derail the talks.

They're going to kill the President.

Call Beecher at the CIA.

I'll talk to Harry and get Beth and Dimitri to inform their delegations.

Okay, everyone, listen up. All Section D operations are now suspended

and all resources dedicated to finding this man, Muatt Hutri.

How did he find out about Lighthouse?

Beth needs to stay close to the Palestinians.

Beth, it's an assassination attempt. The target is Lighthouse.

Oh, Christ.

The suspect is Muatt Hutri, Islamist paramilitary commander.

You need to stay close to your delegation. Where are you?

I'm just outside doing the security check.

Okay, finish up and then don't let Elwan or lbrahim out of your sight.

We need everything you have on Muatt Hutri.

Hello? Hi there. I work for the hotel

and I was just wondering is everything all right with that camera

because we've got some very expensive cars arriving. Are they going to be okay?

Yes. I am just servicing. The system, it is fine.

Beth? Beth?

- An attack on Lighthouse? - We will find him, Mr Cohen.

Are you okay, Anna?

This will never end.

No matter what we do, we are cursed.

The President's life is in danger. What are your people doing to rectify this?

- Everything they can. - That's not good enough.

If you do not find this man within two hours,

I will authorise our security services to carry out a Black Flag

against all known supporters of Islamic terror in London.

- That would be illegal. - These talks must proceed!

Tariq, try her again.

Her phone's dead. I told you, she called, it connected, then hung up.

- Then she went dark. - Nothing on comms either.

Something's wrong.

- It's Dimitri. - Go ahead.

We've got a problem.

Levi Cohen has given us two hours to catch Hutri.

Or he orders a Black Flag operation against known terror affiliates in London.

- What? - He is desperate for these talks to go ahead.

- Black Flag? - It's when you round up

every suspect on your books, no matter what the evidence against them.

- There'd be riots... - Dimitri, have you heard from Beth?

Not for a couple of hours, why?

She's missing. Off comms.

- I'll go look for her. - No. I've already sent a team.

I need you to stay close to the delegations.

Hutri's the key. If we find him, we stop the hit on the President.

And I think he may have Beth.

I could try using CCTV to trace him through London from where he left you.

- It'd take time. - Well, then why aren't you already doing it?

Levi, you must countermand this Black Flag order.

- Do you have him yet? - No.

But you're not making this decision clearly. You're thinking about Anna.

I am thinking about Israel!

Harry, come in.

Home Secretary. The threat we've been investigating has been confirmed

as an attempt on Lighthouse. We have a suspect at large.

Naturally the Americans have been notified.

- Dear Lord. - Also one of my officers is missing.

And Levi Cohen is threatening an Israeli Black Flag operation

on the streets of London if we don't apprehend the suspect.

- He's panicking. - Well, you know the man, Harry.

- Talk some sense into him. - I've tried.

We have no option but to suspend the talks.

I think the Americans will make that decision for you.

- I'll give you some privacy. - No, Harry. Stay.

Towers.

Yes, I see.

We will support your decision as best we can.

Very well. Thank you.

- He's still coming. - What?

The CIA aren't happy, but Lighthouse is desperate to make these talks happen.

They'll call further along their route for an updated picture

before making any further decisions.

There is a credible threat to the President's life!

There are 30 threats a day to his life!

They'd drive him around in a tank if he'd let them!

Look, I've spoken to the man. He knows he'll be out of office

before he gets these people in a room again.

If the leader of the free world dies on a London street...

I don't need you to paint me the bloody picture!

Now just get me something to tell them before they call again.

Find this man.

Tariq?

- Anything? - Almost there. It's taking a while.

Every time he goes through a blind spot,

the face recog has to spool through nearby cameras to find him again.

- But it's working. - Okay, here we go.

Looks like it's leading... Here... There. Live image.

- He's showing us his face. - He's right outside.

Turn around. Turn around now.

Hutri!

Slowly.

- What's he doing? Israeli checkpoint protocol.

He's showing us he's not a bomber.

- Where is she? Our officer? - I don't know what you mean.

Now you see usually there'd be quite a lot of stages to this process,

but for you we can jump straight to the last one.

It is so good to be in the developed world.

- How are you gonna kill the President? - I am not.

Listen carefully.

I did not come here to assassinate the President.

I came to stop it.

I don't expect you to believe me.

In your eyes I am just a terrorist.

But the man you want is Baltasar Jad. A Syrian.

Listen to me. I should kill you.

But I think you're security services, so you might be useful.

Notice I said might.

For the moment you're worth more to me alive.

Nod if you understand.

Nod, please.

I learned about the assassination through a connection in Damascus who knows Jad.

I tried to stop it.

I first tried to use a journalist.

To leak the talks and stop them that way. That didn't work, as you know.

So I had to kill Jad instead. But I failed again.

- So why didn't you just come and tell us? - Trust Western intelligence?

When you have proved so many times your cruelty, your incompetence?

Surrendering to you is my last chance to stop Jad.

On the laptop we found in your flat was a plan for the hit.

Not my flat. Jad's.

I was going there to kill him.

Listen.

I let you live

only because I thought this moment might come.

And what do you get out of all this?

- Nothing. - Nothing?

You're a terrorist leader wanted in five countries.

We're not going to let you go. The US, Israel, whoever gets you,

are going to throw you in prison for the rest of your life.

- I know. - And you'd do this for nothing?

Lighthouse killed by a Muslim!

That would be my people that suffered the consequences.

All over the world.

All right.

So why does Jad want to kill the President?

I don't know.

But he's only a soldier.

I am sure he's not working alone.

So, what else do you know about Jad?

He's an ex-army sniper. Very skilled.

No, please. Please.

- Do you believe him? - We have to.

Okay. Notify everyone that the threat we're facing is a sniper.

I don't understand.

All possible vantage points have been sealed off.

There are undercover Secret Service, we've got hidden police marksmen,

they're covering everything.

- It's an impossible shot. - Yes, I know.

So we're missing something.

And I think Jad's got Beth. I'm going to go to the hotel.

Sniper or no sniper, I'm not going to compromise on finding her.

Get everyone on the ground that you can spare.

We've got an assassin and a method. He's a Syrian sniper.

And Lighthouse is still coming?

He's leaving the Palace in five minutes, but don't worry.

There's nowhere a shooter could fire from. It's impossible.

No assassination is impossible, Dimitri. Trust me.

Hi, excuse me, can I borrow your phone?

Just give me the bloody phone!

- Yes? - Lucas. It's me.

Beth. Where are you? Are you all right?

Yeah, I'm fine. Listen, the guy we want is 30's, Arabic, athletic.

I've just watched him meditate and then slice his thigh with a knife.

- I'm guessing he's on his way to a hospital. - Come to the hotel. Now.

- Lucas? - Ruth. Beth's fine.

Jad's gone to a hospital nearby. Find out which one.

The nearest is Abbey Park Hospital, a mile and a half due west of the hotel.

They've suspended new admissions because of the talks,

but they're still accepting emergencies.

- Do we have police stationed there? - Yes. Unarmed.

But, Lucas, the hospital has no eyeline to the hotel.

It's completely obstructed by another building.

- How far is the hospital from the hotel? - One point six seven miles.

That's surely too far. And don't forget the huge building in the way.

Alpha two, what's the longest effective sniping range?

A guy in Afghanistan has a kill of one and a half miles.

Well, what about one point six seven? Is that possible?

Maybe. But if you didn't have a spotter, you'd need a ballistic calculator

to compute the wind, trajectory, atmospheric pressure.

You'd end up aiming 50 feet away from your target.

And from that range the bullet's in flight for four seconds.

So he'd have to break the record and shoot through another building.

There is no shot.

What if Jad doesn't need a true sightline?

Calculate the shot's actual trajectory.

Alpha two?

We think he's going to calculate the shot blind and fire through the building.

Passing through walls or plate glass would damage the round.

It would throw the trajectory off.

Yes, unless he's already prepared the building.

You need to make sure no one's out the front. This shot is possible.

Wait here!

Protocol yellow. Re-route Lighthouse to rear of hotel.

I need everyone to move back inside the hotel quickly!

Back inside the hotel. Okay, let's move.

Quickly and calmly please!

Okay, let's move, come on.

Move inside! Quickly!

Ruth, patch me through to Alpha team's comms.

Jad!

Don't move!

Harry, Jad's down.

We need an ambulance now.

You're going to be okay, Mr Elwan. We've got a medic on the way.

- The President? - Don't worry.

The sniper's down. Lighthouse is coming in the back.

He smiled.

He smiled like he'd done his job.

Okay, it was an unlikely shot to make,

a precision kill from that range, with no eyeline.

Flick to the last page, Ruth.

- What if this was his job? - A diversion?

Exactly. The target was irrelevant. He just needed to take the shot.

Create chaos at the front of the building,

so we were forced to send Lighthouse around the back.

For what purpose? We've got security details on the staff.

All the delegations are here.

Anna's not.

- Find her. - Ruth, contact the Secret Service.

We may have a second assassin and get Lighthouse out of here.

Anna? Anna?

I just found two of Anna Cohen's insulin shots

filled with some kind of chemical explosive.

Jesus, there's four more in the sink.

He's not coming, Anna.

Lighthouse is gone.

- Please don't. If it's inside her body,

it'll be a localised blast.

But you still need to withdraw to a perimeter of 20 metres.

Dimitri, you've got to get out of there.

We know the explosive is inside you.

Anna. Listen to me. Your watch.

I need you to take it off. Slowly.

I can't.

To guard against a loss of nerve.

I detonate manually or in two minutes.

I wanted to be sure.

Dimitri.

Mr Cohen! Don't go near her.

Anna.

Why?

To show the world that no enemy of Israel is safe.

- No matter how powerful. - Anna.

You worked so hard for peace!

I worked for this.

There will never be peace!

We've got to get away from her.

Anna. I need you to go outside now.

And keep walking. Get away from everyone.

Can you do that for us?

Levi! Levi!

It's all right, Harry. I'm with my daughter.

- Now please leave us alone. - Levi. We're trying to help you.

- I'm not leaving her. - Anna, how does it work?

Electrostatic charge.

Get this far enough away, we should be all right.

- Levi! - I'm not leaving her.

30 seconds.

Here. Go.

Ruth, we need bomb disposal and an ambulance.

Dimitri.

Let's give them some privacy.

It's all right, Anna. It's finished.

My darling little girl. It's finished.

- Did you speak to Levi? - He's with Anna.

She's on dialysis to clean the explosive out of her system.

Then life in an Israeli prison.

No trial.

The public story will be a nervous breakdown.

Levi's stepped down from the peace process.

He wants to dedicate his life to caring for her.

We've been working on Jad's phone.

There are messages between him and a contact in Syria.

Evidently he believed he was working for an Islamist group.

I think Anna Cohen duped him into thinking that.

Harry, she planned all of this alone.

Nobody knew what she'd become.

"The greatest hazard of all, losing one's self,

"can occur very quietly in the world,

"almost as if it were nothing at all."

Kierkegaard wrote that in The Sickness Unto Death.

I've never read it.

Dimitri's habitual good cheer seems somewhat dimmed this evening.

- Have you got a pep talk in you? - Of course.

Important work today, Lucas.

Thanks, Harry.

Are you okay?

I didn't see it.

I thought I knew what kind of person she was.

So, do you want some psychological advice of incredible depth and subtlety?

Always.

Go get a skinful.

- Start again tomorrow. - Is that what you're doing?

So we start all over again.

- I'm sorry things didn't go to plan. - There is no plan.

All we do is collect will.

One day maybe we'll have enough. Then maybe there will be a plan.

Please, pass my best wishes to Mr Cohen.

Now he's retired, we will all have to work twice as hard.

- Hey. - What are you doing here?

What's wrong? Did you not get my message?

Michael's here.

Shit. I'll come back later.

- Okay. Who is it?

Michael, this is John from work.

Hello, John. It's good to meet you.

Tell me what you want me to do and I'll do it.

I know things have been difficult since you said what you said.

The Grid has been compromised.

Anything we say or do is being seen and heard

by an unknown cyber attacker.

This was between you and me.

Why are you doing this to her?

The West has as good as lost the cyber war before it's even begun.

Either you're trying to play me or you've been outsmarted.

Harry, he can't be trusted.