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CAUCASUS REGION

- Mrs Miller? - She's in shock.

Rachel.

My god.

No man touches her.

Your uncle sent us. It's over.

Water?

It took so long.

What?

It took so long.

We're taking you home, Mrs Miller.

- What's your name? - Emile.

Emile Darcy.

Emile...

CLASSIFIED

- No, Azure, I said no. - Why? Let's reset, Mum!

- I told you she'd say no. - And if Dad says yes?

- Your daughter wants a tattoo. - No way.

- Yes way! A small one. - A teeny tiny one.

Who's cooking tonight?

I'll show you the tattoo I want.

Azure, you stay in the car.

I don't want to spend ten minutes

of the delivery? The supplier?

Yes, but don't change the subject. If you didn't play his game...

I'm not playing his game. He's being stubborn!

Our son is 19!

You think he"ll always say “Yes, Dad. Of course, Dad. You're right, Dad"?

Yes, of course, Marianne. You're right, Marianne.

I'm wasting my breath, aren't I?

You should go to the embassy for your visa.

Oh, right.

UNKNOWN: Your death is coming

Hey.

Aren't you forgetting something?

SECRET SERVICES OF CA MONTREAL OFFICE

- Your promotion interview? - Next Tuesday.

I do the psychometric exams on Thursday.

It'll be fine. You deserve it.

- I feel I'm abandoning you. - Don't talk like that.

It's a great opportunity for you. Bob must be happy.

It'd be a higher salary.

I just don't know how [I'll replace you.

Active shooter at the US embassy.

What do we know? What don't we know?

Gunfire near the US embassy. Professional job. Several victims.

- No other incidents in town. - Elsewhere?

Nothing. We're scanning overseas.

That's not much blood. Small calibre. You're right. A pro.

- How many shots? - No info so far.

Subsonic. Probably with a silencer.

With that precision, he was less than 100 metres away.

Adjust the image search accordingly. Have we sent anyone?

A guy from Emile Darcy's team is on his way.

Run all images through facial recognition and number plate ID within 500 metres.

Threat level “critical” nationwide.

- I'll need the Minister's authorisation.

Will do.

I want relevant intercepted communications and comparisons of similar shootings.

I want every victim's profile and a full situation report in 20 minutes.

If you have weekend plans to cancel, partners to inform, do it now.

- What are we waiting for? - Bob is there.

He'll call if our operations are at risk.

Up there they never think of us. They'll give it to counter-terrorism.

We clearly won't be invited to play with them.

Fuck! Shit!

Emile, it's Bob.

We've lost a counter-espionage agent.

Joseph Antibes.

He was on-site.

I don't understand.

- There was nothing on your radar?

Nor the Americans'. We're all taking it personally, Jacques.

The numbers.

- Four victims. - Three.

- Officially, Joseph wasn't there. - You want that? His family...

It was an “off the books” operation, Rachel.

As you wish.

We'll say he was in a car accident?

A support program for the family, I trust you with the rest.

I must give the Prime Minister's office something new to chew on.

- Do you have anything? - Professional work. 243 calibre.

All hit head or neck. Two missed shots to ground.

This implies a sniper, likely ex-military.

This eliminates the six criminals known for this kind of contract.

They work at close range.

Terrorists would have aimed for more victims.

Put pressure, Rachel. On everyone. Everywhere.

Perfect.

We have a go! We need our contacts talking.

Irene, check the main file.

I want to know who in anti-US circles can whisper in our ears.

Talk to the RCMP. I want to know who they're working on.

- I like knowing the competition's moves.

It's assumed Americans were targets, but first theories can be wrong.

Why was Antibes, the Service guy, there?

If and when it's important for us to know, they'll inform us.

Meanwhile, not a word. Especially to former colleagues.

Martin!

This question deserves a clear answer.

Yes, boss.

- But I was wondering... - Hold on.

I need a babysitter for my girls. This will be a long job.

Oh yeah? You've got daughters?

- You're sure? - Yes. I was the target.

And the others? The ones who died?

A message? I don't understand.

I'm calling Bilal and Ina ya. I want our kids here with us, safe.

We are not safe. Anywhere.

And I'm their target.

That's not just intimidation anymore.

They tried to kill you!

If they had wanted to kill me, I'd be dead.

- Maybe you just got lucky. - No.

- It was a message. - To tell you what?

Yasser!

I don't know.

Why do this in front of the US embassy?

Let's hot make assumptions on who's the real target.

The feds are pressuring us.

He hit four people directly, but missed that guy twice?

I don't buy It.

You don’t either.

Here.

My saviour.

What's next?

- We're working on It. - Okay.

The RCMP grabbed him as an important witness.

I want you here for the questioning. I want first-hand intel, unfiltered.

Talk to McKenna. I take orders from him.

Yeah.

The intercepted communications are bearing fruit.

I went through texts, calls, emails. Your sources are good.

He's active in a political dissident network from Shammar.

But they live in Canada. Ring a bell?

- I don't even know where Shammar is. - Persian Gulf.

But he's tagged as a pacifist. A human rights activist.

Wouldn't be the first time we're wrong.

Migraine?

Yeah.

What is it?

- It could have been you. - What?

In Joseph Antibes' place. In the morgue.

- Not in front of everyone. - Who cares about them?

It will never be me. Never.

- I promise. - Okay.

- I'm like a cat with nine lives. - So you only have two left!

I want you to be careful. I want you to see the girls grow up.

I love you.

- I love you more. - Infinitely.

Why didn't you report it?

I was worried about profiling.

In Shammar, we run from the police.

- But why do you want a US visa? - I've explained three times.

Canada took me in as a political refugee. But the US doesn't recognise it.

- I need a visa for... - Yes!

But why go to the States?

For an independent bookstore convention.

After three hours' question we know nothing.

We're wasting our time with him.

He was in the wrong place at the wrong time and got lucky.

What's your game?

Why do the official numbers state three deaths?

There were four corpses.

Why did you have the numbers changed?

Who's the other one?

You and your damn spy schemes all over my arse.

I've no interest in some RCMP guy's arse, I much prefer my wife's.

I'm getting coffee. Want one, Garand?

Yasser, calm down. Maybe...

What if they targeted you and the kids? I can't do nothing.

These third-generation Shop-Vacs are so powerful.

We can see, read, listen to everything.

Their laptops, their phones. Fuck!

Even their toasters, while we're at it.

Yasser Chadli.

- Not all that scary, huh? - Yeah.

As of now, you only use his code name: Grenade.

How do we know he's linked to the shooting?

- We know. - But how...

Everything is always compartmentalised, Martin.

We're told what we need to know.

The why and the how, that's for the people above.

All right.

- Do we tail him? - No need.

With the Shop-Vac, we can track him everywhere.

Four dead, including one of ours. Why aren't we panicking?

Why aren't the bosses barking orders?

You're not in the RCMP now. We focus on intelligence.

We hand it to the police and then it's their problem.

I'll tell you this.

When you see our bosses getting agitated,

find yourself a deep hole and say your prayers.

Thank you.

We should do something as a family this weekend.

The girls haven't seen us much since Friday.

- What are you thinking of? - Surprise.

I can't go too far from Montreal.

We need family time, our jobs won't...

What? Our family's doing fine, right?

Yes. It's just that the girls are growing up fast

and I only see them early in the morning and late in the evening.

IRENE: GRENADE ON THE MOVE.

Tango is on the move.

No shop talk. Can I get one hour of normalcy, please?

You're right, I'm sorry.

What a pair we make!

Yeah.

I want you.

- Now?? - Yeah.

- OW. - I wasn't all that hungry anyway.

The bill, please.

You can't keep me locked up here or at the bookstore. I have a life!

Just for a few days. To make sure.

- Sure of what? - You're being paranoid.

- You've no right! - You'll stay here or at the bookstore.

Dad, my friends!

You know the rules. It's for your safety.

For your safety.

Let's be reasonable. We came here because...

You came here because Mum was from here.

- We never asked for this in any way.

Your old stories and politics, that's not us!

- They're not our choices! Your mistake...

My mistake?

My mistake was loving my little sister as you love Ina ya!

What else could I do?

- That's not what being Muslim... - You're not Muslim now.

You're just an Arab living in the snow five months a year.

I left because I didn't want blood on my hands.

I will not let them take my children's blood.

Yasser...

The kids are old enough to understand. Especially Bilal.

Bilal is searching for his roots.

His perspective is...

distorted.

Idealistic.

You know, of the four of us, you're the idealist.

You've always been.

That's why I love you.

Perfect. I'll do it right away.

Am I staying at the desk much longer?

They're having us lead the operation.

Here's your chance. Your legend. Learn it by heart.

I wouldn't be so keen to be in the firing line.

- Bob. Iréne. - Hi.

Who's she?

Rachel Miller.

- The one who got... - Yeah.

- Don't mention it in front of Emile. - Why not?

- They're married. - You're kidding me? Emile?

With East Canada's counter-terrorism head?

Yeah. Take a good look at her.

You don’t see a Canadian spy legend every day.

It's confirmed.

Chadli is part of a network of almost 100 dissidents exiled from Shammar.

Journalists, lawyers, politicians.

Professors, doctors, students. Even ex-cops.

Some have been westernised, others not.

But they all fled to escape death.

We're pretty far from radicals and fundamentalists.

Some in Ottawa and Washington will breathe easier.

No, on the contrary.

Next month there's a top secret conference here.

The Emir of Shammar will come.

First time outside his country in 20 years.

Eliminating him would be a coup for the dissidents.

There's something else, right?

Explosive residue in a container from the Shammar Emirate.

Found in a random search.

Emile... Politically, we can't afford an attempt on the Emir's life in Canada.

Especially if Chadli is involved.

Secure drives from our Service?

I wanted to be sure before bringing this to your attention.

These USB drives have all been used

by high-ranking members of our Montreal centre.

Whoever did the shooting did us a favour.

These drives were in the briefcase of a US embassy employee.

My agent was tailing her.

We have a traitor working for the Americans

within our management team, Mr McKenna.

A mole.

Your knee still hurts?

It comes and goes. It's annoying.

It's been three weeks, why not see your physio?

Says she who won't see her doctor for her chronic fatigue.

Who'll take care of you If I'm not there?

Are we having Sunday family time?

So long as I don’t need to think or read, yes.

Sometimes I wonder why I do this job.

You do it for them.

We're happy, right?

Yeah.

But we're due for a family holiday.

We could go to Disney World.

What do you think?

Rachel?

Thank you.

Is this meeting really necessary?

I preside the National Security committee early tomorrow.

This way, no one will listen in.

Pardon?

It's a signal jammer, Mrs Bartoli.

I know you record some of our conversations.

Among the victims of the shooting, was one of our agents.

Joseph Antibes.

Why was he there?

You need only know is that his death has allowed us to confirm that...

the CIA has infiltrated us.

There is a US mole in my division. And they are high-ranking.

Oh my god!

- The damage? - Potentially huge.

Our foreign operations, our agents' names, our Infiltration activities,

the intelligence we provide our diplomats here and abroad.

Every ongoing negotiation with the Americans.

Trade deals, purchase contracts,

our files on negotiations with the Chinese, the Russians.

Our voting intentions on the UN Security Council.

Everything.

- How long have you known? - Three days.

And you tell me now?

- I must inform the Prime Minister.

It's a Zulu code.

A direct threat to national security.

In this, my discretionary authority overrides yours.

You will not tell anyone anything for now.

Your boss reports to me.

If you think you can order me or muzzle me...

Monique!

Go on, hide.

15, 14, 13...

No, that's not the word.

- Say it in your head first. - Don't rush me.

You shouldn't be doing Saturday's homework on Monday.

12, 28...

10...

It's 11, Dad, not 28!

9,8, 7..

That's right, t-i before c-u.

Par-ti-cu-lar.

6,54. Hide well, little worm!

I need a lift. 'I go with you?

Would you mind getting ready?

- I've an early meeting with my boss.

- Coming ready or not! - I have three kids.

Yes. I'll have your answers.

That's right. Thank you.

Monique Bartoli, the PM's adviser. She's harassing me.

You wanted to see me?

Operation Grenade.

It's yours.

It's Emile's area.

He answers directly to you.

We'll break the rule.

You have a talent for anticipating the worst, Rachel.

And the worst is coming.

Darcy, home for the night.

All right, I'll look at it in the morning. Good night.

Anything new?

Maybe.

- Shall I get you something to eat? - Thanks, I'll have leftovers.

No leftovers. The girls eat like lions.

- Where are they? - Asleep. In our bed.

They'll be hard to kick out. I'll eat and I'll go upstairs.

- Chips and beer aren't a meal. - I know, I know.

I daren't go out or leave my family alone

Medina: The hands of Mabahith are everywhere

Damas: Trust no one

I can trust my wife

Medina: No. You only have us!

Could we pause this moment?

I'd love to, but I left the remote at home.

And while we're at it...

What?

Nothing.

Sir.

You don't come here often. Do we have a problem?

I have a job for you.

A Zulu code.

We've been infiltrated in the higher ranks.

And we need your help to unmask a double agent working for the CIA.

Traitors are counter-espionage's job.

- That's Thomassin's crew. - Yes.

But you're in a better position to do it.

And we're in a hurry.

- I can tell won't like this. - You'll loathe every moment of it.

You will have to choose where your true loyalties lie.

There is no elegant way of saying it.

One of the main suspects...

is Rachel.

Not Rachel. That's disinformation.

You're better placed to validate this hypothesis.

Do you understand what's at stake? For her?

For the Service?

For you?

Forget it.

- You're asking me to deceive my wife. - It's part of the job.

Our networks and agents on US so ill are exposed.

All our decisions in the last ten years were probably manipulated.

If it's not her... you'll be able to establish it quickly.

But if it is her...

- I won't do your dirty work. - It's not an option.

I’ll quit.

I have given her the reins of Operation Grenade.

It will allow you to watch her, even here in the office.

It's an order, Emile.

Jacques Thomassin will give you the details.

You will report only to me.

Exclusively to me.

I'll prove you wrong.

I couldn't ask for more.

You're taking this too seriously.

That's not It.

What is it, then?

I can't explain it.

Not now, anyway.

All that matters is you and me.

And the girls.

- If only it were so simple. - Let's keep it simple.

Yes, sir?

Yes, I understand.

McKenna?

Another attack?

You know you're the love of my life.

- Why tell me this? - Because I don't tell you often enough.

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