Original subtitles

So what's going on?

[Robinshaw] An operation was attempted.

[gunfire]

You kicked the fucking wasps' nest.

Now they know she's valuable.

[Henry] We get an asset in

high up in Russia. Weeks later, he's dead.

[Martian] What does that look like to you?

[Henry] U.S. Marine Corps tattoo.

That man was, or still is, an American citizen.

-[Martian] Who's this? -[Naomi] Hassan Zamani.

Youngest son of a powerful political clan.

Hassan just attacked Buzzard,

who is now pressing charges and wants Gremlin to testify.

[Martian] Where is she?

You need to offer us something valuable.

Something new.

I can give you a source in Iran.

The executioner's been ID'd.

Vernon Crawford. Born 1986,

Terre Haute, Indiana.

We got a mole.

Viking is category one.

This isn't a fishing trip.

This is a manhunt.

Kill or capture.

Flush this motherfucker out.

[distant music playing]

[percussive music playing]

[singing in foreign language]

[soft chatter]

-Fuck. -[wings fluttering]

Go ahead, laugh it up.

I'm sorry.

No, please.

[laughs]

I'm so sorry.

Who doesn't enjoy the misfortune of others?

Also, I'm never normally this funny.

Where I'm from, now you make a wish.

I wish the last 30 seconds never happened.

You sure about that?

Anyway, you blew it.

You have to close your eyes and say it here.

Otherwise, it won't come true.

[laughs softly]

Too late.

You missed it.

[chuckles]

What, I don't get a second chance?

It doesn't work like that.

If I beg?

You can't bargain with fate.

You're just going to have to accept

that what just happened happened,

and there's nothing you can do about it.

♪ quiet, emotional music ♪

♪♪

[Poppy] Dad?

[water running]

[water turns off]

What's with this?

Bit of light bedtime reading.

War Related Psychological Trauma

By Dr. Elizabeth Lee.

I like to unwind in the evenings.

[keypad beeping]

-Why do you do that? -What?

Make everything a joke when I'm trying to be serious.

It's actually funnier than it sounds.

Not everything has to be fun with me, Dad.

I'm a grown-up. I can handle things.

I want you to trust me like I'm trying to trust you.

I trust you.

I will trust you.

Have you seen my phone? I heard it ping.

Yeah, it's over there.

Some doctor texted.

♪ quiet, dramatic music ♪

Are you okay?

I'm fine.

Would you even tell me if you weren't?

♪ "Love is Blindness" by Jack White ♪

♪ Love is blindness ♪

♪ I don't want to see ♪

♪ Won't you wrap the night ♪

♪ Around me ♪

♪ Oh, my heart ♪

♪ Love is blindness ♪

♪ Blindness ♪

♪ Love is blindness ♪

♪ I don't want to see ♪

♪ Won't you wrap the night ♪

♪ Around me, yeah ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ My love ♪

♪ Love is blindness ♪

♪ Oh, love is blindness ♪

♪ Oh, blow out the candle ♪

♪ Blindness ♪

[Robinshaw] You had an unexplained pain

in your elbow, so you called me.

I gave you an appointment and an emergency prescription.

Just tell me what they said.

A contact in our foreign office

will reach out to negotiate Samia Zahir's release,

assisted by Emirati intelligence.

UAE?

Samia is still in Khartoum,

but now in the hands of Emirati officers.

If she survives interrogation,

she'll be on her way to Abu Dhabi.

Dubai, more likely.

So you'll attempt to negotiate her release?

In exchange for recruiting this man...

...yes.

[Zak] Uh, so, here and here.

No one has taken measurements

since '97 using the old techniques.

Before GPS,

they had to calibrate equipment to sync across stations.

Talk about a pain in the ass.

-[laughs] -What?

One day, all Iranian girls will be like you.

I hope not. I'm a mess.

Are you coming to the lab?

Uh, I have to return these to the library,

-but I'll catch you later. -Okay. Bye.

[tires screech]

[engine turns off]

[Darya speaking Farsi]

I told the truth.

He was staring at her. Insulted her.

-Insulted my home. -Everyone at that party

was staring at her. She looked amazing.

She can also speak for herself.

You must call my father and tell him I'm innocent.

If I talk to anyone,

I'll tell them what really happened.

You want to put my family in a dangerous position?

Do that, it is you who is in danger.

Big mistake!

[Naomi] So, what's the deal?

Split up and go in separate elevators,

or waltz in together, holding hands?

Split, for sure.

That was a joke.

It's not that big of a deal.

People arrive at work at the same time.

It doesn't necessarily mean they're having sex.

Maybe just hang back two minutes.

Uh, I'll go in first.

Trust me, you want to avoid the whispering.

Hassan made contact with Gremlin.

Final hearing's Monday.

He's pressuring her not to testify.

Talk to me more about this guy.

Rich kid.

Throws parties, trips into the desert.

Fast cars, recreational drugs.

[Henry] So he's young, dumb

and full of... fun.

[Martian] He also has a master's

and spent two years at Cornell.

Once he settles down, he'll inherit his birthright.

A big job at daddy's side.

I see where you're going with this.

-[Henry] Where's he going? -Where am I going?

[Henry] A foreign national

approaching the son of a high-level advisor?

Exactly. Think about optics for Gremlin.

That's why it won't look like us.

IRG know our playbook. We play safe.

So dumb is the new smart?

I want the best asset we can get.

Just by being there, Gremlin's risking her life.

Or worse.

I want value from that.

Value?

Yes, value.

Yesterday, Buzzard

requested some site-specific seismic research,

confirming his involvement in a nuclear waste disposal program.

Buzzard's small fry.

[Craig] If she doesn't testify, we lose Buzzard.

It's worth it.

To lose a fish almost

-on the hook? -To hook a bigger one.

[Henry] Uh, my gut says to play safe.

Iran's a powder keg.

It's too dangerous a theater to take risks.

Gremlin's target remains Buzzard.

What's going on?

-What? -You know what.

You and "Keith."

-[chuckles] Craig? -Whatever.

-What do you mean? -I mean, Naomi,

every time I go up against you,

I get sideswiped by your new boyfriend.

What, are you a double act now?

Heads up, it's not a good look.

You think Henry doesn't spot that if I do?

Believe it or not,

it is possible to fuck someone

without entirely losing your mind.

Peace offering.

[Raine] My boyfriend already got me coffee.

No, wait.

I don't have one.

Look, Raine, I'm sorry.

Yeah. Tell it to your imaginary girlfriend.

Don't.

I didn't say anything.

I can hear you thinking.

I'm thinking am I your imaginary girlfriend?

Because right now I'm imaginary pissed off

you almost cheated on me.

You said that we weren't a thing.

Why, you want to date?

Hmm.

In your fucking dreams.

-[knock on door] -Enter.

Henry, I wasn't aware we were supposed to--

We weren't, which is good.

"Not aware" is our modus operandi.

May I?

I'm all ears.

This is sensitive.

Aspects of certain recent operations

have brought to light the possibility

of security breaches.

Sphere of operations?

Russian, but not limited to that.

This is a mole hunt.

I... I don't like that word.

Makes this sound cute and cuddly.

What would you prefer?

I prefer no word at all.

After all, this isn't happening.

In an ideal world, it never did.

Oh, for an ideal world.

Your start point will be to draw up a matrix of those

who had access to specific restricted handling intel.

Intel that may have leaked during an actionable window.

And I was outside of that circle.

Yes.

Lucky me.

[bell clangs]

♪ quiet, tense music ♪

[clerk speaking foreign language]

[metal detector crackling]

No oil. No resin.

100% natural and untreated.

Rectangular cut.

No inclusions or fractures.

Estimate...

...8.3 carats.

Who will risk burning their fingers, no questions?

Where's it really from?

How did you get it?

Thank you for your time.

I'll see myself out.

Three million.

Sterling?

Dollars.

♪ quiet, tense music ♪

Euros.

Done.

The cashier can make a draft on your way out. Or...

cash? Bullion?

Cash.

There's more where that came from.

More?

A lot more.

♪♪♪

Okay, a war buddy who wants to become a merc.

-Cold. -Why?

If you fought alongside him against ISIS,

he'd remember you.

All right, a friend of a friend.

We leverage someone else he knows.

Warmer, gets you a number,

doesn't get you into Africa.

So we find an old prison buddy, lean on him.

Yeah, 'cause they're trustworthy.

Spill it.

Spill what?

Eyes half closed, barely moved in an hour.

What's on your mind?

We're all asking the same question.

How did this happen?

How did a lamb stray so far from the flock?

So, it's not an accident.

It's not an accident he's American.

We think of Valhalla as a private military company.

What if we started looking at it as an intelligence agency?

I mean, for Christ's sake, look what they just did.

Executed a double agent.

It's either dumb luck...

No such thing.

...or spywork.

They're great at making us think they're thugs.

Are sledgehammers just one hell of a smokescreen?

For what?

That's the scary part.

What if this African unit

isn't just a bunch of lone wolves fleecing war zones?

What if their aim is to control the entire region?

[Owen] They're here.

His sister and his mother, they're here in the UK.

Uh...

Robyn Crawford is an Air Force nurse

with the 48th Medical Group

stationed at Lakenstone Airbase.

His mother followed her here, is working logistics

for Halliburton on the base.

Viking's family is here. They're three hours away.

Dumb luck?

Don't you just fucking love it?

Bosko's gonna have to brief the State Department on Viking.

I want someone in the room.

They'll want details. Don't give them any.

Bosko hates me. Send Blair.

Oh, so he can hate me, too?

There's no "I" in "team."

There's a "U" in "cocksucker."

Do you have his name?

We can refer to him as "Viking."

What can I tell the joint chiefs about him?

First of all...

if anything, I mean anything... leaks,

if our target gets wind that we've ID'd him,

he'll vanish.

Jim, the White House sent me here.

[sighs]

All right, born, Phoenix, Arizona.

Russian parents.

Only child, raised by his father.

Moved with his wife and daughter

to St. Albans,

West Virginia, 2014.

Joined the Marines, 2015.

Two cousins in Utah.

And that's all I can tell you now.

The rest is unverified or...

too sensitive.

Well, be assured, we want this bastard strung up at any cost.

Then you can tell Washington that we will catch this guy.

We'll truss him up and we will bring him back for trial.

Worry about the first part.

Dead or alive.

♪ quiet, dramatic music ♪

-Thanks, Jim. -Thank you, Tom.

Do you know what a dye test is?

-A dye test? -Dye test.

Yeah. Uh, a dye test, it's another word for--

A dye test is if any of those lies

I just fed the White House ends up in the press,

we know who leaked it.

Right. I was...

I was gonna say that.

Are you interested in field duty?

A hundred percent.

Rule number one of field duty.

Hide your damn feelings.

Rule two, learn how to lie.

Yes, sir.

Uh, a hundred percent.

A hundred percent?

I'd say 50, tops.

[Tom] This phone feeds audio.

Don't worry which pocket or putting it on a table.

-We clean it. -[Simon] Try it.

"The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy traitor."

You're kidding.

Try and find it.

-Where the fuck is it? -[Simon chuckles]

You see this dot here?

This?

That looks like dirt.

It's a camera. Put it on.

There are tiny bone conduction

-speakers, so... -Yeah, I can hear you

in my head.

Yep. We see what you see. You hear us.

Unless you take it off.

If you do, sit it someplace useful.

[Tom] And don't wear it backwards.

Unless you're, uh,

running for your life and you want us to see

who's chasing.

You got a minute?

-What's up? -[door closes]

Owen in the field.

We're sending him to Suffolk.

Well, once he's under, he's under.

What if the road leads all the way

to Central African Republic?

Then we pop the champagne.

Owen fucked up in Minsk.

He knows how, when and where.

It's not a black mark.

It's experience.

Right.

Good opportunity for him.

You know about Naomi and Craig?

I do now.

I'm worried.

[Henry] What about?

[Martian] Naomi.

She's super close to her NOC.

When it took a few days for Gremlin to surface,

she went to pieces.

Naomi was your handler for years.

And she was a rock.

Which is why this flags.

♪ quiet, pulsing music ♪

What are you suggesting?

A handler needs objectivity.

If I take her off Gremlin...

[stammers] Owen's in on Viking.

Who handles? Blair?

Me.

Gremlin's a natural.

She needs room to play, not a helicopter mom.

Target confusion, split focus.

Simple, cold, clear signals.

I'll think about it.

I've thought about it.

♪♪

[door opens, closes]

[Martian] If they tell you I'm a traitor,

it's the truth.

I betrayed my country.

I lied to my friends, my colleagues.

I sacrificed people.

For this, I expect no sympathy.

No forgiveness.

I deserve my fate.

♪♪

If I had to do it again,

I wouldn't hesitate.

♪♪

[keys jingling]

[gate creaks open]

♪ quiet, dramatic music ♪

[gate closes]

[pencil scribbling]

She's calling in four minutes.

-I'm ready. -Good,

because if you are busy with something else

and you miss it even once, people can die.

No pressure.

[beeps]

This is the secure link.

Hit this to record.

Turn it on whenever you make contact.

If she doesn't call in, log it here and wait

for the next scheduled time.

After 36 hours, we check the dead letter box.

I already know all this.

Just following protocol.

Look, this wasn't personal.

Call window in one minute.

This Department exists to serve the agent in the field.

That comes first, above everything else.

And I didn't do that?

Because I fucked Craig?

Partly.

What's the other part?

We rotate handlers.

I'm stepping in. I'll step out again.

When you were in the field,

did I ever make a single mistake?

Not one.

[computer ringing]

You have to answer that.

Hey, check out who's here.

Hi, Martian.

Hi, Gremlin.

Martian's going to be your handler from now on.

Silky.

[Danny] Is something wrong?

No, no. We sometimes rotate to keep things fresh.

You're in great hands.

I'm briefed. No need to retrace.

Let's jump in.

How are you doing?

-Good. -Great. Listen,

what are your thoughts about getting closer to Hassan Zamani?

Hassan?

That would be hard.

Why?

Buzzard. The assault. The inquiry.

We agree working both targets is tricky.

Wait, Hassan is a possible target?

His father is a government advisor on energy.

Sure, but his son's a psycho.

Well, the view is here, any day now,

he'll be working for his father.

-Do we know that? -We need to find out.

If it's true, Hassan becomes the primary target.

But I'm...

testifying against him next week.

You know that, right?

That's the thing. Don't.

What?

Don't testify.

But don't lose Buzzard.

Buzzard remains your secondary target.

Can you manage that?

Uh... uh, I don't know.

You'll find a way.

We know you.

You can do it.

♪ tense music ♪

[Dozer] I'm just saying, feels weird.

A fellow American.

You read the briefing.

Guy like this doesn't consider folks like you

to be fellow Americans.

"Operation to capture man who slayed a Russian warlord

with a 12-pound hammer."

Excuse me while I cry a river.

A river of tax dollars.

Seriously? Fellow American?

You haven't been around poor white folks much.

Haven't served with them.

Put it on the line.

The fuck do you think I'm doing?

Going to meet a nurse in England.

It's not exactly a fast rope into a Taliban firebase.

That's great.

It's great. No, that's perfect.

That's perfect for my confidence.

What are you trying to do, are you bullying me?

Bullying?

Owen, you are an East Coast, libtard, surrender-monkey pussy.

The folks you about to infiltrate are not.

This here is training, motherfucker.

-What's up? -IDs?

♪ quiet, tense music ♪

♪♪

-Hey. -Hey, rook.

They got you stuck in here, restacking shelves?

Eh, Dr. Groves said this needed doing.

Groves says clean the can, just do it.

He's a real bastard.

[chuckles] Thanks for the heads-up.

I'm still finding my way around.

I just transferred here from Midhurst.

I'm Steve.

-Robyn. -You been here long?

Two years.

It ain't so bad once you get oriented.

Well, maybe you can show me the... ropes.

[door closes]

[Reza] You're quitting?

I'm so grateful for everything.

Really, I-I thank you for this opportunity,

but I, uh,

I can't go on.

Why now?

I'm sorry.

Come on, Danny. Talk to me.

I thought I'd get used to living here, but...

The truth.

I went to a party with Zak.

And?

This boy called Hassan got into a fight with him,

and he's asked me to testify against him tomorrow.

Slowly, from the top.

[inhales slowly]

The other boy's name is Hassan Zamani.

As in Majid Zamani?

His son.

♪ quiet, dramatic music ♪

Are you off Gremlin because of us?

Expressly.

As in, that was the reason I was given.

Well, I've made my bed.

Now I'm gonna lie in it.

[Craig] Wait, what are you doing?

CCTV blackspot.

-How do you even know that? -I need a favor.

Iran desk is still across Gremlin.

If anything bugs you about that mission,

I want you to come to me.

That is a total line cross and you know it.

Why do you think I've literally backed you into a corner, Craig?

If anyone finds out, I am fucked.

I need this.

And it's not personal.

This is me doing my job.

I need ongoing intel,

even if we break up.

I just need to know what's happening with Gremlin.

Even if we break up?

-Yeah. -So we're together?

Yes, we're together, Craig.

But only if you lie for me.

Deal.

[chief of SIS] When talking about planning for the region,

it's less about risk-reward than operational feasibility.

Can the service run agents in Iran anymore?

[Webb] Our view from the Gulf Desk...

it's too expensive.

IRGC are on tilt.

Regional heat from Gaza has agents from France,

Israel, Sweden, all swept up.

The field in Tehran's too hostile.

Placing or recruiting a high-value Iranian asset

-too risky. -I disagree.

You think Gulf Desk is capable of running an agent in Iran?

Oh, frankly, no.

And after listening to Webb there,

I'm convinced it can't. But I can.

Recruit in Iran.

From China desk?

Guóanbùare everywhere. Why aren't we?

It's a question of where to push and how hard.

I don't want to tread on toes, but in 30 days,

I can deliver a high-value asset in Tehran.

Guaranteed.

[Dozer] You been in a bar before?

A military base bar is not a bar.

Don't look at anyone, don't talk to anyone.

And don't order a cosmo.

Pabst Blue Ribbon.

And call it a PBR.

Thanks.

[sighs]

♪ tense music ♪

Martian,

you there?

I know you boys are listening.

Should see this guy.

Looks like he's gonna shit his pants on the way in.

-[loud rock music playing] -[indistinct chatter]

[billiard balls clatter]

[loud rock music continues]

Second stool by the bar.

[Robyn chuckling]

Can I get a PBR?

-[chuckles] -Found your way

out the supply closet?

Drink?

Vodka tonic.

♪ Doing keg stands for pretty girls ♪

♪ With spray-on tattoos...♪

So, what's up with you?

I'm here for a couple weeks on travel rotation

before I go on leave.

How long?

Thirty days.

-You banked that much time off? -Mm-hmm.

You must have worked all year, no leave.

Why?

Going to Africa.

I'm volunteering with Doctors Without Borders

at a hospital in Bangui.

Central African Republic?

How do you know the capital of Central African Republic?

I'm serious,

I had to look it up on a map.

No reason.

Oh. Okay.

Stop nodding.

You're going to Bangui? I hear it's pretty gnarly.

That's why they need so many urgent care personnel.

But it's great.

They pay for your travel, they sort out your visas,

make sure you're safe.

And you can even go just for a week

and check it out.

Huh.

If you're interested,

I have their card.

Um...

I'll put my number on it.

Well, ain't you smooth.

[laughs] I'm just messing with you.

-[glass shatters] -[people clamoring]

Ah, fuck.

Hold on to your beer.

Who's this?

I'm Steve. I work with Robyn at the clinic.

Steve was just telling me that he's going to Africa.

-Uh-huh. -Bangui.

Bangui, huh?

I hear it's real nice this time of year.

[Owen] Yeah, I was surprised that Robyn had heard of it.

Uh, when I heard I was going there,

I had to look it up on a map.

[Lizzy] You did, huh?

You want a drink?

Oh, I don't drink.

Who you say you work for again?

Uh, I'm an Air Force nurse, ma'am.

[Lizzy] Just like my Robyn.

Where'd you train?

[Owen] I did my BSN in New York and I got

my OT in Maxwell, Alabama.

So, uh...

do you have any other children,

or is Robyn an only child?

What the fuck is he doing?

[Owen] I have a brother.

Small world.

You know what, Scott?

I like you.

Thank you.

It's Steve.

Sure it is.

Sorry, Steve.

It's okay.

Can you excuse me?

Yeah.

Where's he going?

Who is he?

[Robyn] Just some guy from work.

He's as slick as a slipper of shit,

is what he is.

Well, I like him.

I think he's sweet.

Damn, Robyn, you are as dumb as your fucking dad.

And you're drunk.

Like always.

Me? I'm smart.

Like your brother.

He got my brains.

There he is.

Stevie, baby.

-I gotta go. -Aw.

She's my ride, now.

Sure was nice meeting you.

Likewise.

It was good talking to you, Robyn.

Yeah.

I'll see you around.

Okay.

♪ quiet, tense music ♪

You didn't tell me this caused you such problems

-at work. -[Danny] I didn't know

I would have this--

♪♪♪

Well done.

For what?

You figured out Iran.

Involving your boss to avoid this getting messy.

Very smart.

I don't want to cause any trouble.

I have nothing against you or your family.

I got to go.

I'm giving a party tonight.

Come.

♪ quiet, tense music ♪

[insect wings fluttering]

[keys jingling]

♪♪♪

[engine starts]

[engine turns off]

♪♪♪

[knocking on door]

♪♪

[audio fast-forwarding]

[Lizzy] He is as slick as a slipper of shit,

is what he is.

[Robyn] Well, I like him. I think he's sweet.

[Lizzy] Damn, Robyn, you are as dumb as your fucking dad.

I fucked it, didn't I?

It's not over. Not necessarily.

[Henry] Come on, Martian.

You heard the splash.

That did not make it on the fairway.

Any plusses?

You brought the hat back.

How'd it go?

Henry said I fucked it.

Oh, he actually said that?

In more than so many words.

Well, look on the bright side. At least someone's

-having a worse week than me. -[phone vibrating]

It's her.

-It's her? -It's her.

Sir, she's calling the burner phone.

Answer it.

Hello?

[Robyn] Steve? It's Robyn, from work.

Is this a bad time?

No, no, it's good.

It's a fine time to call. It's great.

It's about the NGO.

Yeah, the NGO.

Right. Do... do they really pay for travel?

Like, all of it?

Every penny.

♪ quiet, emotional music ♪

[pop music playing]

[indistinct chatter]

Come here.

You think I don't see you and Darya?

What you're up to?

What?

Are you staring at her tits, too?

[laughs]

Look at that. What a sense of humor.

I love it.

Anyone for a swim?

On the count of three,

we jump, okay?

One, two,

-three! -[Danny screams]

[people cheering]

Whoo!

♪ quiet, dramatic music ♪

♪♪

[Martian] Did I cause harm?

Yes, I caused harm.

I crossed over.

I compromised missions.

I manipulated agents,

fully aware of the consequences of my actions.

I knew what I was doing.

I did it anyway.

♪ quiet, tense music ♪

[door closes]

♪♪

♪♪