All language subtitles for Betrayal.2026.S01E03

Martin's not actually that boring
once you get a drink inside him.

Glad you had a nice time.

Does he hate me
or is this something else?

'Marta said some strange man
was in our garden today.'

'You've been talking
to that journalist guy.'

JOHN: 'It's him.
The General's Qasem Asadi.'

MEHREEN: 'John got a tracker
on them, so we're compromised.'

'But don't worry.'
GUNSHOTS.

He can still be stopped.

What did you say, Rudy?
ON PHONE: 'Junction 19.'

Where, sorry, mate?
'He came off at Junction 19.

'But I can't track him on ANPR
once he's off the motorway.'

Are you sure it's him?
'100%.

'Plate number ending
in Echo, Echo, Golf.

'What happened to the other vehicle
you were tracking?'

Ah, tracker's battery's died.

There you go, that's him.
Three cars ahead.

In front of the Mini.

Don't get too close.
Yes.

Get closer.
OK.

Shit! Quick. Left.

Left, left, left, left, left.

HORNS HONKING Fuck.

Well done.

I'll pull into the car park.

Get the team to meet us here.

Here they are.

We've got Asadi's room number.
Four-zero-four.

And we have confirmation
he made a reservation at 2:30pm.

That's our window.

OK, let's be clear.
Mehreen will get eyes on Asadi.

John, while Mehreen
has control of Asadi,

you'll gain access into his room,
install the monitoring devices.

Mehreen will let us know
if Asadi's on the move.

Are we good?
Mm-hm.

We're good.

MAN WITH BAG: Ta, love.

CHATTER

LOW HUM
OF CHATTER

MEHREEN: 'Eyes on Asadi.'
John.

RUDY: 'Mehreen has eyes on.
You're clear.'

Macallan, Single Malt.
WAITER: Of course.

What's happening?

Rudy?
Must be some sort of interference.

Mehreen's audio's down, Chief.

We're getting no signal.
You're gonna have to move.

IN FARSI:

Someone I had to bring with me.
And now he's watching me.

How's his English?

Somewhere between reasonably shit...
and just shit.

Good.
It's been a long time.

You look the same.
Your Macallan, madam.

Thank you.

Who is John Hughes?

He works for the Security Service,
but don't let him worry you.

Stick to the plan,
and I'll handle him.

John Hughes lacks credibility.

IN FARSI:

IN FARSI:

What exactly do they know?

We continue with the ploy.

SHRILL FEEDBACK TONE
FROM EARPIECE

BEEP ON MACHINE It's back on.

Thank God.

'Asadi's on the move.'

John, did you get that?
Asadi's on the move.

'Finish up!'

John, get out of there now!

DOOR UNLOCKS

ASADI SIGHS

RUNNING WATER

WATER STOPS

SHE EXHALES SHARPLY

'So, Asadi's headed
to the embassy tonight?'

Yes. A team of Mobile Surveillance
Officers are in place? They are.

He won't be able to squeak
without us knowing about it.

When did you notice
your kit wasn't working?

I didn't.
I assumed it was up and running.

We lost you for about four minutes
of the operation.

My kit was down for four minutes?
Jesus Christ. Really?

God. I didn't have to work
with this crap gear at Six.

What was he doing?

Who?
Who? The General.

He was reading a book.
I didn't see what it was.

OK, let's wait to debrief properly
at the office.

All right?
You all right, Chief?

What time's he back?
Oh, not until later, I imagine.

Here's some highlights
from before he left.

CONVERSATION ON VIDEO

My informant's phone is still off.
Jordan?

Hm-mm.
Should I get it flagged?

Yeah.
Yeah.

Can you have a look
at Mehreen's kit?

What are you thinking, guvnor?

I'm sure it's nothing, but, erm...

better to check and be sure, hey?

Thanks, Rudy, son.

DOOR OPENS

KEYS JANGLE

DROPS KEYS

BARKING IN DISTANCE

RINGING

PHONE RINGS NEARBY

RINGING CONTINUES
OVER PHONE

RINGING IN HOUSE
CONTINUES

VIBRATING

VIBRATING AND RINGING
CONTINUES

I'm sorry, just give me two secs.

SIGHS

Oh! Erm...

Look, John...

Erm... We can be grown-up
about this, can't we?

Just go downstairs.

He'll be gone in five minutes
and then we can talk.

DOOR CLOSES

I had no idea you'd be home.

That makes it OK, does it?

Funnily enough, I know how you feel.

Do you?

It really hurts, doesn't it?

EXHALES

Where are the kids?

They're at my mum and dad's.

I didn't mean it to happen.

You didn't mean it to happen?

You just shipped the kids off
to your mum and dad's

and Martin came down the chimney
on a magic carpet, is that it?

No!
Well, then, what?!

He called me
about a work thing and...

I was upset.

Oh, just a shoulder to cry on.

Do you...?
Do you think I was born yesterday?

He was a shoulder
to cry on, actually.

And then you fucked him?

I've had enough.
YOU'VE had enough?

Yeah, I think I'm done.
Oh, you think YOU'RE done?

HE SIGHS

I don't even know
if I like you any more.

HE SIGHS

This is fucked.
Yeah, it is.

This is so completely fucked.

Is that really all you've got?

What do you want me to say?

Anything!

Anything!

Oh, what? You want
tearful forgiveness, is that it?

Acceptance?

I was devastated
when you were unfaithful to me!

Well, you've got your own back now,
haven't you?

But I gave you a chance!

No, but you never forgave me.
Oh, and is there any wonder?

What do you mean?
Well, did you meet that woman?

What woman?
The one who texted you.

Penelope.
What?

Was she the one
you had an affair with?

Don't turn it round onto me!

You're the one
that's just been caught red-handed!

Cos you made me feel so shit
and so worthless!

Well, I hope you're feeling proud
of yourself now,

running off to Martin.

I didn't go running off to him!

He was worried about me!

Oh, so Martin comes round in an Uber

with a bottle of wine
and a box of tissues,

and in two minutes' time
you're on your fucking back

with your knickers
round your ankles!

Argh! Fuck you!

Get away from me!

Get away from me!
Why, because I'm not Martin?

At least Martin actually
gives a shit about me.

Oh, that's where you're going,
is it?

You know he behaves like someone
who actually wants to be with me.

Well, why don't you fuck off
to Martin's house, then?

You are so vile.

I'm sure now you've had him,
he'll give you one of his houses

on the Costa Brava if you
really wanna get away from me.

I can't stand
one more minute of this.

The revenue have been looking into
his dodgy dealings in Spain.

Oh, pathetic, really!

And a patient made a sexual
harassment complaint against him,

did you know that?

Do you know, any shred of respect
I had for you is gone.

This is what being a spy
has come to, has it?

Digging up dirt on Martin?

Yeah, well, I could see which way
the wind was blowing.

SHE GROANS

He was completely exonerated
in that harassment complaint.

Was he? And as for those properties
in Spain,

at least he's got
a sensible retirement plan.

You can't even get yourself
to a doctor

to have a look at your fucking arse!

SHE PANTS

DOOR SLAMS

PHONE BUZZES

SIGHS GENTLY

SIGHS

PHONE BUZZES

MUSIC PLAYS

Ah!

So, you're half-Iranian?

Yeah, I'm mixed.
Ah.

Dick.
SHE LAUGHS.

And what about your extended
Iranian family?

Do you see them?

No. My dad completely assimilated.

Distanced himself from them,
from Iran.

Sees himself as totally British.
He even took my mum's last name.

Really?
You know the Askari?

Mm-hm.
I put that back in myself.

Just thinking...

when you were
in Iran and Central Asia for Six,

did you ever come across
Major General Asadi?

No.

I'd have said if I had, right?

Yeah, course. It's just the tequila.
Hm.

OK...

Be honest.

Don't you think the investigation's
running out of steam?

We're looking
for things that aren't there.

Are we?

MUSIC: 'Connection'
by Elastica.

Oh, yeah!

Oh, I feel like dancing.

♪ Riding on anything
Anything's good enough

♪ Who would've thought it of

♪ Someone like you?

♪ Just as they've brought me round
Now that they've brought you down

♪ Round about in' 'round about
Who wants a life anyway?

♪ Another heart

♪ Has made the grave

♪ Forget it, forget it

♪ Forget it

♪ They don't understand how
The last card is played

♪ But somehow the vital
Connection is made. ♪

MUSIC MUFFLED

PANTING

SHE LAUGHS

BOTH LAUGH

Mm.

No, wait. Wait, wait, wait.

HE EXHALES

HE SIGHS

I don't think we should.

It's OK.

SIGHS

SIGHS

HORN HONKS
IN DISTANCE

WATER RUNS

HE EXHALES

That's from an old friend.

I've never quite been able
to put it in a box in the loft.

The poet Rumi.

"The truth was a mirror
in the hands of God."

"It fell and broke into pieces."

I think if you were available...

we'd be a thing.

A thing?

Yeah.

A thing-thing.

CHATTERING

What do you want?

I wanted to ask you about
Mehreen Askari-Evans.

Did you work with her at Six?

I thought this was related
to the GB operation?

It is.

I know two things.

That she worked on Iran's
nuclear programme at Six,

and she was kidnapped

while operating
on the Turkmenistan-Iran border.

It was all kept very quiet.

But she was MIA for two months,

and then for some reason
known to no-one,

she was repatriated.

Were there any security concerns
when she came back?

Right.
That's all I can say.

I don't want to see you again.

Seeing you has stirred up
a lot of things for me.

I felt you were all I had.

And you knew it.

And when Claire found out,
you dropped me like a hot potato.

Have you ever been honest
with your wife?

I mean really honest?

Who has the luxury of complete
honesty working in our game? Who?

It always suited you having the
Official Secrets Act to hide behind.

The routine dishonesty
of intelligence work,

it doesn't suit you, John.

What, you think
I'm routinely dishonest?

You are.

I was.

It corrodes you from the inside out.

CHURCH BELLS RING

PHONE BUZZES

Rudy, son.
'Chief, there's new information in

'from the devices we placed
in Asadi's room.'

He's talking about a deal
to be done.

ASADI SPEAKS FARSI

He says that he's tired.

That it was a long way to come
to buy a stallion.

It's a lot of money.

Two million sterling.

The reception at the Embassy
was tiring.

He says...

I can't quite make it out.

Something about the talks
on denuclearisation.

Says he's flying home tomorrow.

Come on. You don't honestly believe
he's flown into the UK

to buy a racehorse? Do you think
that's why we were shot at?

I ran the audio through translation
software earlier and checked.

He's booked to fly out of Heathrow
to Tehran tomorrow morning

via Ankara.

Well, I don't know how many times
I can keep saying "I told you so"

and remain dignified.

There is no evidence
of a plot to kill anyone,

let alone using sarin.

I think Asadi's using
diplomatic cover

for a face-to-face
with Craig Beeston

regarding their
heroin trafficking business.

I think we're done here.
We'll pass it on to the police.

Simone, do you think somebody
could've tipped off Asadi?

I'd be careful
pointing the finger if I were you.

Greg's got it in for you as it is.

What do you know about
Mehreen's move from Six?

Mehreen? It was all done by Five
and Six leadership teams.

Six asked us if we could take her

during a difficult time
in her personal life.

She comes highly recommended
and with glowing references.

Look, I know it's disappointing

that we didn't get more
from bugging Asadi,

especially with what happened
at the airfield,

but it simply is not on
to start undermining your colleagues

with zero evidence
to substantiate those claims.

I don't trust her.
John!

I'm in a different place to you.

You've always been able to play
the maverick card.

My first day in the office

as a fully grown-up
intelligence officer,

I was mistaken for the cleaner.

The fucking cleaner!

I've had to work twice as hard,

be twice as brilliant
as everybody else,

and I have always had
to play by the rules.

Yeah, but that's what made us
such a great team back in the day.

Sorry.
I am pulling the plug on this.

Apart from anything else,
we don't have the resources.

I know what you've been saying
about me.

Well, if it makes you feel
any better,

the concerns I had no longer apply.

And in my book,
that makes you an utter wanker.

And you, my son, are a fucking cock.

You think you intimidate me?

That I didn't take the physical
aspects of basic training seriously?

Or that I haven't got years
of judo in my bones?

I don't wanna fight with you, Greg.

I don't wanna hug you, either,
but I certainly don't wanna fight.

You're going to face an
internal inquiry into your actions.

I'm making sure it happens.

And I will be giving evidence,
even if no-one else will.

Like I give a fuck.

You used your personal phone
to contact Ehsan. Everyone knows.

You will lose your job,
your pension rights.

You will be on your own.

If the organisation
thinks a crime was committed

when you killed Ehsan's attacker,

then the file will be handed on
to the police.

So who's clever now?

There you go.

TV: 'The Prime Minister offered to
meet the aides of the United States

'and Iran to try and revive
negotiations on denuclearisation.

'Sources at Number 10
described early communications

'as "cautiously optimistic",

'with both sides agreeing
to further dialogue.

'The UK Government says its role

'is to try and build a working
relationship between the two sides.'

John.
Martin.

If you have a moment,
perhaps we could go to my office...

I don't wanna be late
for my appointment. Man to man.

I wanted to say I'm sorry.

I am... sorry.
Fuck off, Martin.

Are YOU sorry?

For how you've hurt Claire? No?

You don't know anything
about my marriage.

I know you took her
for granted, John.

But you only think about yourself,
don't you?

Listen, now's not the time or place.

But I want you to know,

I think you're a prize
"see you next Tuesday".

What's a "see you next Tuesday"?
You'll work it out.

Please take a seat, Mr Hughes.

KEYBOARD KEYS CLACK,
MOUSE CLICKS

CLAIRE: Course, he says
he's feeling tired as well.

MUFFLED CHATTER

The nurse will do
your blood test today.

DOOR SHUTS I'll message her.

Dr Stratakis will be testing
for anaemia,

which could...
indicate something more worrying.

But there are lots of possibilities.

Could just be an infection
or, erm, an ulcer.

Diverticulosis.

I know you can't forgive me
because you don't know what went on.

It was Penelope.

It started in Iraq

and then continued
when we came back to London.

It ended years ago.

And I only saw her recently
because I had to,

related to a work thing.

Did you love her?

I think I felt like I did
at the time.

HE SIGHS

Have there been other affairs?

SHE SNIFFLES

Fuck you.
SHE BREATHES SHAKILY.

Fuck you.
SHE SOBS.

WESLEY: What do you want me to do
about his mum?

She's driving everyone fucking nuts,
asking where he is.

BEESTON: I know.

Here you are.
Manage the situation, yeah?

It's locked.

Use his face.

PHONE CLICKS,
WESLEY CHUCKLES

"All right, Mum?"

"I'm in..."

Turkey.
"Turkey."

"Love Jord."

KARLSON LAUGHS

RUDY: The kit Mehreen used
isn't faulty.

And the transmitter
is working perfectly.

Fuck.

Now, I wondered if Asadi had used
some kind of jamming device,

but there was no other signal issues
reported from the hotel,

so it must have been
a very localised block.

I think Mehreen's kit was placed
in some kind of Faraday pouch.

Now, if you've not got one of these,
you can improvise with tin foil.

Just watch this.

It's not one hundred percent, but...

BEEPING See?

Mm-hm.

Now, all the live audio was recorded
through the operation as usual.

And I know Mehreen's was pretty much
a dead end, but I...

You had a look anyway, chief?

I had a look anyway, chief.

Now, visually, you can see these
occasional spikes in the audio.

But... if I run it
through the XPO5 filter,

you get something we can decode.

HEAVILY DISTORTED
SPEECH

And if we run that
through our AI software...

DISTORTED:
'John Hughes lacks credibility.'

We couldn't do
the whole conversation,

but I cleaned up another spike
in the audio.

HEAVILY DISTORTED
SPEECH

DISTORTED:
What exactly do they know?

JOHN SIGHS DEEPLY

This stays between us.

DOOR SHUTS

DISTORTED SPEECH
PLAYS

DISTORTED SPEECH
PLAYS

DISTORTED SPEECH
PLAYS

DISTORTED SPEECH
PLAYS

'What exactly do they know?'

'John Hughes lacks credibility.'

You were held hostage for two months

on the Iranian border
by the Iranian Revolutionary Guard.

But for some reason,
they let you go. Why was that?

You have to come clean now.
I don't work for the Iranians.

Don't lie to me.
I don't work for Qasem Asadi.

Qasem Asadi works for us.

He's an agent for MI6.

Major General Qasem Asadi
is Six's jewel in the crown.

No-one in Five knows
about Asadi's true loyalty to us.

Only half a dozen people
know about him at Six.

Look at me.

You know I'm telling the truth.
So, then...

what was your job?

Just to get in the way
of my investigation?

Qasem's been undercover within the
hardliners' faction for two decades.

And the regular intelligence
he's provided is gold, John.

It's gold.
He really belongs to Six?

But when his hardline masters
wanted him to utilise

his business relationship
with Beeston

to assassinate Fatemah Feyzi,
well...

he was caught between a rock
and a hard place.

So is the attack happening?

He needs to make it look like
he's going ahead with it.

It has to be convincing.

But at the crucial moment,
the device won't work.

Well, then,
why even pretend to do it?

Israel took out most of the
high-ranking Revolutionary Guard,

and... because Asadi survived
the bombings,

he's a suspected traitor.

The hardline faction's testing him.

But he's given me his word
the attack won't happen.

And Qasem Asadi's word has been good
for as long as I've known him.

So it's all just a matter of trust?
It is.

I've worked with him for ten years.

He saved my life when he secured
my release on the border.

He's risked his own life
to provide us with intelligence

that's saved
hundreds of thousands of lives.

But you... you wouldn't let it go.

Qasem's our man.
He's one of the good guys.

Don't blow this, John.

This will have repercussions
for you, for me,

for peace and security
in Iran and the Middle East.

You have to keep this to yourself,
because if this gets out...

then we're all totally fucked.

GLASS BOTTLE CLINKS

BOTTLE OPENS

RINGING TONE

Mum.
'Is that you, John?'

Hiya.

'Is Claire all right?
Are the children all right?'

Yeah, everything's all right.

'Oh, it's late.

'I thought
something terrible had happened.'

No. Everything's fine.

I just missed you, Mum. That's all.

'Oh, I miss you, son.

'Sometimes, I could cry all day.'

Oh, don't say that.

'Oh, I know you're all busy
in London and that.'

It's just hard to get up...
with so much going on at work.

'Don't worry about me.
I know you try.

'Every time I see the Home Office
come on the news,

'I say to myself,
"They work my John hard." '

STRAINED: I was speaking to Claire,

and we wondered if you wanted
to come down to London at Christmas?

'Do I want... to come to London
at-at Christmas?'

Yeah.
HE SNIFFLES.

All the family can be together.

'That'll be lovely.
You've made my day.

'And... Claire,
she's... all right with it?'

Yeah, she's... she's really
looking forward to seeing you.

'That's made my year, that has!'

All right, well,
I'll come up and pick you up.

'You'll do no such thing.

'I'll get myself a taxi
to Lime Street,

'and you can pick me up
from Euston.'

HE SNIFFLES Sound.

Well, listen, I better go.

I love you, Mum.
'I love you too, son.'

PHONE BUZZES

Yes, Rudy.

'That flag on Jordan's phone,
it's come good.

'It was switched on
for two minutes last night,

'but I managed to get a fix
on the location.

'One sec.'

JOHN GROANS

'It's near Warrington.
I'll drop you a pin.'

VIDEO GAME CHIMES

KARLSON: Come on. Jesus Christ!

BIRD FLAPS WINGS
BEESTON: Karl!

Karl, let's go!
Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah, we're leaving.

We'll see you at reception.

ENGINE STARTS

METALLIC SCRAPING

MOUSE SQUEAKS

Oh!
HE SIGHS.

MOUSE SQUEAKS

INSECT BUZZES

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