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If you miss the train I'm on.

You will know that I am gone.

You can hear the whistle blow.

A hundred miles.

A hundred miles.

A hundred miles, a hundred miles.

A hundred miles.

You can hear the whistle blow.

A hundred miles...

Good work.

I'm one, Lord, I'm two.

Lord, I'm three...

The video? Helen?

Deleted.

Five hundred...

We keep our word.

We thank you for your service.

Contract's complete.

Five hundred miles...

It's all over, Sam.

Five hundred miles.

Five hundred miles Five hundred miles...

You know,

there's a place for you with Kestrel.

If you want it.

Not a shirt on my back.

Not a penny to...

It's Jerry's funeral tomorrow.

Lord, I can't...

You ever turn around and see me coming,

it won't be as a friend.

Way.

This way.

This way, this way.

This way.

But transport services, for instance, we should...

I agree.

I need some sigs.

Mrs. Webb, sorry about the chaos. It's all go this morning.

Wallace is heading to the summit in about an hour.

If you get dressed, you can travel in the motorcade.

Right. Yeah.

Yes.

Oh, Marie, there appears to be some sort of war room in the kitchen.

Phone Johann. I'm sure he can bring up some breakfast for the kids.

- I'm on it. - Thank you. You're a lifesaver.

Elizabeth Reed. Please leave a...

Helen.

- Did you get her home all right? - Yes.

She's not answering her phone.

Wallace is worrying me. I want to talk to her.

I'm sure she's fine.

Helen.

I've got to go.

Speak later.

We're here on the opening day of the week-long summit,

as world leaders start to gather

for what the government are hoping will be a momentous occasion.

With topics such as troop deployment in the Baltics

and a new drone defense system up for discussion,

the stakes for our new prime minister couldn't be higher.

No, sir. I'm not sure why she's being allowed to speak,

but I am fully intending to bring it up with the prime minister.

I'm looking at him right now, sir.

Oh, yes, I will. Thank you, sir.

That was the president.

He'd like to know why this peace summit is opening with a speech by Katia Chernov

when he expressly told you he's not happy with the optics.

You may tell your president

that if he's so worried about the running order of my summit,

I suggest he attends the next one in person

instead of sending one of his lap dogs to, nip at my heels.

"Lap dogs"?

He means bitch.

Get the car. We're moving.

What the bloody hell do I do now, then?

What do you do without your best friend?

Who am I gonna call

to complain about my husband or my kids or my job?

Who am I gonna call to tell him about my day?

Or to tell nothing at all?

He shone so bright.

He brought light into the world.

And without him,

it is so dark.

How was the service?

Bad sign when a hitman starts attending the funerals.

Can I help you with something?

Yeah, I went to Reed's flat this morning. She wasn't there.

Maybe she saw you through the curtains and hid.

- How was she when you left her last night? - Full of the joys of spring.

- But you dropped her back safe, yeah? - Yeah.

I don't believe you.

Imagine my distress.

Listen, Vidal Sassoon,

we didn't all risk our necks breaking her out of Downton fucking Abbey

for you to put her back in danger.

Mrs. Reed lives her life in danger, Laila. We all do.

It's what makes her so much fun at parties. Go home.

Something bad's gonna happen.

I can feel it in my gut.

Well, take a Rennies.

You know the murder lesbians have a contract out on you.

- They've got one on you too. - But I'm not their friend.

You are, and they're still willing to take you out. Do you wanna know why?

'Cause they know you'd do the same to them too.

Well, then they're smart, aren't they?

I will find out if you did something to Reed.

And what?

You'd do what, exactly?

It's over, Laila, okay? It's done.

Now, I'm going to The Coach and Horses

for a rolled-up cigarette and a whiskey sour.

And if you wanna come and murder me, that's where I'll be.

Isn't it funny?

None of these people know you're a spy.

Excuse me?

None of these people know who you are

or what you do.

I'm not a spy.

Well, not anymore.

But you were,

and you could be again.

But not for the Black Doves.

We see you, Dani.

We see your potential.

We'd never waste you on a desk.

Who are you?

We're Kestrel. And you can be too.

Mrs. Chernov?

Greg Mills. I'm one of the event coordinators.

Would you like to come with me? I can walk you through the space.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

So you're going to be first up

after the opening remarks from the prime minister.

He's due to go on in about an hour.

Did you give your speech to the teleprompter team?

- Yes. - Okay, great.

Then it should all be fairly straightforward.

Look at that. What's happening?

Does anyone know what's going on?

Oh, what the hell is that?

- Cecile. - It's a mistake, you know.

Not just giving Chernov a platform. It is a mistake not listening to me.

Right, well, I'm sure that you...

You need to hear what I am telling you. I am not someone you can just dismiss.

I am not someone you can put aside. I am not...

What the fuck?

- Drive! - Go, go, go!

Fuck.

- What's going on? - Hold on, sir.

The PM's speech is going to be ten minutes.

You've got five minutes allocated.

Get up!

Come on.

Reports are coming in on the developing situation in Central London.

Sources said there had also been a kidnapping.

Does that look like it's over?

- Shit. - Tell me what you did.

Police and forensic teams are combing the area.

I gave them Reed.

Alive?

Yes.

What would they want with Reed alive?

I don't know.

They promised me that would be the end of it.

I think they might've lied.

Is that...?

Hey, look at me. Look at me!

I think I know where Kestrel are gonna be. Do you wanna finish this?

Good. 'Cause we're gonna need backup.

Move! Come on, move!

Come here!

Come on! Come on!

- Fucking hands up! - Nobody fucking move!

Put your fucking hands in the air!

- Everybody down! - Don't look at me! Go! Go!

- Move! Move! - Down!

- Over here. - Move!

Hey, you two, get moving!

Go!

- Shut up! - Stay down! Now!

- Get down, go on! - Move!

- Down! - Get down!

Hey, hey, hey! Come on, keep moving!

Well,

you're certainly not in the cubicle anymore, Danielle.

Out of the car. Come on!

What is the meaning of this?

Hello, Wildflower.

Vita?

Control. Stand by for instructions.

Shit. Route one is red.

Fucking hell, what is going on?

Change of plans. We're taking you to a temporary holding zone.

Okay, so rules for sleeping with your best friend and business partner

for the first time?

- What do you mean? - I just...

I think

there's a chance things might get strange

as we navigate the changing nature of our relationship,

and I think communication is key.

You're communicating your way out of getting laid.

- Should I take my clothes off? - What kind of question is that?

- Sorry, I'm nervous. - Well, now I'm nervous.

Gonna take my clothes off. That'll help.

It's Sam.

Tell me you're not gonna answer the fucking phone.

- No. - Good. Okay.

Were you threatening to take your clothes off?

Maybe I should kiss you first.

Are you gonna do it or what?

- Nice. - What the fuck do you want?

There's an emergency. Put her down, and let's go.

Fuckers, honestly.

We're holding here until a new safe route can be established.

- Why can't we go back to Downing Street? - We don't know if it's secure.

We have more units on the way. Sit tight and stay in the car.

We need to know where our children are. Can someone contact school?

- Someone will be looking into that. - Thank you.

We'll secure the perimeter.

You're not shaking.

What?

You're not shaking, Helen. I'm... I... I'm shaking. I can't stop. But you...

You're okay.

I'm calm under pressure.

Lily Morris.

What?

What does that name mean to you?

Nothing.

- I think you're a liar. - Wallace!

I think you're a liar and I don't know how far back the lie goes.

- I don't know what you're talking about. - Who are you?

I'm your wife. I'm... I'm the mother of your children.

- I'm a diff... - Give me some fucking answers, Helen.

Just tell me the truth.

Who are you?

I'm exactly who I told you I am.

Who the fuck are you?

How can you be sure you know where Kestrel are gonna be?

Because a while ago, I hacked into the Black Doves computer system.

It was like, "Guys, a donkey could get past your firewall." You know?

Seatbelts.

They obviously didn't believe me, so I shut the system down.

It was a piece of piss. Took them three days to get back online.

That's when they kicked me out, LOL.

Okay.

- So? - So I still have access to their network.

Ten minutes ago, someone turned the headquarters' internal security system off

just before the explosion started.

Why do you think that is?

So this is the home of the Black Doves.

Suitable lair for a corporate monster.

I can assure you, this trespass will not go unpunished.

One voice, Mr. Conteh.

Please.

Vita?

That has not been my name for a long time, Mrs. Reed.

It was beaten out of me in the Soviet orphanage you left me to grow up in.

In there, I had no name.

I had no identity.

I was born twice.

Pulled into the world, covered in blood, crying for my mother.

First, I was ripped from your womb, then I was ripped from your hands.

I tried to find you.

No.

I was not that hard to find, Elizabeth.

My father managed it. He found me.

And he promised me that one day,

the people who'd hurt us would answer for their crimes.

Now the day has come.

Mrs. Chernov, listen to me.

I have the weight of the United States of America behind me.

If you kill me,

that will be seen as a gross provocation on an international level.

It will be regarded as an act of war from your country to mine.

I'm not here fighting for a flag.

I'm here to settle an account.

When the authorities follow the trail of blood and chaos,

what will they find here?

A dead American envoy

in a building registered to a company that does not exist,

full of files stuffed with government secrets,

staffed by employees with false identities.

In short, they'll find the Black Doves.

And it will be the end of you.

So, Helen,

shall we have the real meeting?

Helen Webb.

Raised from nothing to the highest office in the land.

Clawed your way up a mountain of lies and betrayal.

What better protégé for Elizabeth Reed?

What better face for the Black Doves?

And what better person to bring about their destruction?

Your job now is very simple, Helen.

There's a gun under the seat.

You're going to take it

and you're going to kill the prime minister.

When the security services ask you who you are,

for the first time in your life,

you're going to tell them the truth.

- Vita, you don't have to do this. - Someone has to destroy this place.

Someone

has to hold you all to account.

Then hold me to account.

Destroy me.

You've learned selflessness, have you?

Did she promise you the world, too, Helen?

She look you in the eye,

and tell you she'd protect you at all costs?

Because she did to me.

And she was lying.

- I have to get out. Pull over here. - Oi, the gunfight's that way.

- Here. - Oh, we'll just sort this out?

What's going on?

Go and help Reed.

I can understand your reluctance, Helen.

I know what it's like to kill a husband that you're using.

You get attached to them, don't you?

But you are running out of time to act. Let me tell you something you don't know.

Years ago, your precious Mrs. Reed put a spy in your house.

A little rat inside your family,

reporting back on you to her.

How hard was it for us to get to that rat,

do you think?

It was so easy.

Helen, it was

so easy for me to get to your children.

Marie, this isn't the way to school.

Well, we're not going to school today. We're going to get a treat instead.

Nice!

And you're not like Mrs. Reed.

The loss of your children would not be something you could get over.

You'd do anything to protect them.

And you must protect them now, Helen.

Do what you have to do.

Pick up the gun.

Keep them safe.

Kill Wallace, and your children will not be harmed.

Wallace...

There's something I have to tell you.

I think you deserve to know the truth while there's still time.

I mean, in some ways, you know me better than anyone else in the world.

And in other ways, you don't know me at all.

I was born with a different name,

a different voice.

The details that you think you know about me,

all the things that you love so much,

were chosen to be alluring to you.

And you want to know what is real about me?

Nothing.

Everything.

My heart is real.

The love I give is real.

Our children are real. My hand in your hand, that is real.

But

you don't know the true details of my childhood.

You don't know

the names of my parents or how they died.

You don't know

the secrets that I've kept from you or

the cost that it's taken.

But you don't know the things that I've done.

And you don't know

the betrayals I have committed against you.

You don't know

that you've been living in the gap between truth and lies

for half your adult life.

And you don't know how proud I am of you

and how much I love you.

And soon, you won't care.

Because you are right.

I am not who you think I am.

I'm not

who you want me to be.

But right now,

right this second,

I'm exactly the person you need me to be.

Fucking hell.

Kill them!

Whoa!

Mr. Prime Minister? Mrs. Webb, are you all right?

Get in!

You need to get out now, Wallace.

Helen, what the hell is going on? Where are our children?

I'm going to get them back. Listen, you have to trust me.

Maybe for the last time, but right now you have to trust me.

Thank you.

Jacqueline and Oli?

- I put tracking devices in their shoes. - It's the zoo.

- We'll be there in ten minutes. - We'll be there in fucking five.

Fuck!

Fuck.

Williams!

Eleanor!

Sorry, babe.

Fuck! I think I just told Wallace I was a spy.

What? Fuck. Okay.

That's quite big news. What are you gonna do?

I am going to get the children back, and then... then I don't know.

I don't know what I'm going to do.

Why didn't you ever look for me?

In the moments when I want to be kind to myself,

I pretend it's because I knew you'd be better off without me.

And in the moments you're feeling truthful?

I didn't look for you because I didn't want to find you.

Sometimes,

I think what the world must be like for normal people.

Busying themselves with the pleasures of a simple life.

I used to imagine that's what you had.

That somewhere out there, you might just be a normal person.

I wanted you to have peace.

And I knew you couldn't have that with me around.

Perhaps that was how I loved you.

With my absence.

But I never stopped.

I never stopped loving you.

Please know that.

And smile.

Jacqueline, Oli?

Mum, look at the lions.

Marie said we didn't have to go to school today.

Yes, I can see that.

Guys, I'm so sorry, but actually, today is not a good day for the zoo.

Could you go with Sam and sit in the car? I need to speak to Marie.

- But I wanted... - No, look, please, don't argue. Thank you.

I have one, rolled-up 20 pound note here, kids.

Shall we go to the, to the gift shop?

Let's go for a walk.

A fucking spy nanny?

- All this time. - It was my job.

You helped raise those children. How could you put them in danger?

I never would've let anything happen to them.

Don't you fucking dare.

Don't you even try to...

What was the plan?

What did Kestrel ask you to do?

Keep them here until further instructions.

Further instructions?

Right, further instructions.

You know they tried to get me to shoot Wallace?

They tried to use the fact that you had my kids

to get me to shoot Wallace.

My God, don't you have any...

- Any... - What?

Loyalty.

That's not the game, Helen.

No.

No, I suppose it's not.

- All right, my darlings? - Yeah. Where's Marie?

Oh, she had to run off, but, she sends hugs and kisses.

Okay, let's go.

You okay?

Do you have any idea how hard it is to find a good nanny?

Actually, I... No, I don't.

- What are you gonna tell Wallace? - I don't know.

You know, we...

we could just... keep driving.

Just keep driving?

Your exit plan.

The passports, the airfield, the island.

We could go.

God knows, we must have enough cash stashed away between us.

You and me and the kids, couple of hammocks,

drinking cocktails out of coconuts.

Non-alcoholic cocktails for the kids, probably, but...

We could do that. We could...

We could go away.

I can't.

Time to face the music, then.

Yeah.

Time to face the music.

Oh my God, I am knackered. Why didn't we just use the lift?

- You threw a grenade in it. - Oh yeah, I did.

All's well that ends well.

Oh, just so you know, the first two are free,

but if you need rescuing again, we might have to start charging you.

- Will we go back to that jazz bar? - Oh yeah, now?

- I think so. - What did you have?

Elizabeth.

Thank God you're okay.

Hey, we got most of them.

A few escaped, but we'll find them.

Rodgers is dead.

About a dozen staff.

I think it'd be a hell of a job to keep the Met out of this.

Helen? The kids?

She's fine. The kids are fine.

Though we have to send a cleanup crew to London Zoo.

Something about a body underneath the elephant enclosure.

I'm sorry, Elizabeth.

I should have trusted you.

No, you shouldn't.

Yeah.

Mr. Prime Minister.

Officer Perryman.

- You all right? - Yeah.

Well...

How are you, sir?

Well, I don't think my summit went very well, Jim.

Well, you're safe, sir. That's the main thing.

Yeah. Yeah.

So, we've requested the CCTV

from that car park and from the surrounding streets, and...

Look, sir, there isn't any.

No, it's like it's all just been, magically erased.

I've spoken to your driver and to your security officer,

but neither can remember anything after they were knocked out,

so perhaps you could go through with me what happened.

Well, it was the strangest thing, you know?

Armed men came out of nowhere

and disabled my security team.

And then Helen and I saw our chance and ran and

hid in the, stairwell of the car park.

And these men, they took your car?

Well, they must have wanted to get away or...

Right.

And then the backup arrived, sir, and they were able to find you.

- But not your wife? - No.

Helen was scared. I remember that. She... She ran and hid.

And then I,

went back to check on my driver and CPO.

That's when backup arrived.

They found me there, they took me outside, and that's when Helen reappeared.

She must've been hiding that whole time. A little embarrassed about losing her.

I mean, you never know how you're gonna react under that kind of pressure,

do you, Jim?

Okay.

Now, regarding your wife, sir, I haven't escalated that situation yet.

I will need another meeting with her.

And as I'm sure you can understand, Prime Minister, I have a lot of questions.

I think we all want answers, Jim.

Aye.

- Hi. - Hello, darling.

Twelve drummers drumming...

Thank you for meeting me.

Nine ladies dancing.

Eight maids a-milking Seven swans...

How's Wallace?

Geese a-laying...

Barely looked at me.

Golden rings...

What's he gonna do?

I dunno. Whatever it is, I think he's earned the right to do it.

Yeah.

And a partidge in a pear tree

I'm sorry that I lied to you about Reed.

- Sam... - I'm... I should have...

No, you don't need to apologize. Or if you do, I do, so let's just...

Let's just say we both could've done better and leave it at that, okay?

Okay.

Deck the halls with boughs of holly...

God, it's Christmas again already.

'Tis the season to be jolly.

Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la.

Don we now our gay apparel...

You're leaving, aren't you?

Yes.

Troll the ancient yuletide carol...

How long?

La-la, la-la-la-la.

I don't know.

I don't really have any reason to stay.

What about us?

- I really am sorry, Helen. - Don't.

I'm sorry for everything.

Don't.

I'll miss you.

I'll miss you too.

But, you know, if you ever need me, you just have to call.

I need you now.

No.

You'll be fine.

Hear me?

- I love you. - I love you.

Oh, Jesus, I'm so sorry.

- No, no, I'm sorry. - God. Oh, thank you.

- Sorry. - Oh, gosh.

- It's cracked. - I'm so sorry.

No, look, it was completely my fault. It's, fine.

- Let me give you some money for it. - No, God, I think I've got cover.

Well, look, just in case, take my details and send me the repair bill. I insist.

Really unnecessary, but very kind of you. Thank you.

- Have a good evening. Merry Christmas. - Happy Christmas.

Jesus.

Katia is dead, Kestrel are not, and they want us to know that.

We shall have to be vigilant.

- Business as usual, then? - Hardly.

We've had to move headquarters.

Half the executive committee is gone. It's just me and Robert now.

Strange bedfellows.

We're wounded, but we limp on.

The Americans want to know who killed Cecile Mason.

We were thinking separatist rebels. Maybe Chechnya.

Chechnya?

Well, you don't hear much about Chechnya these days, do you?

Thought it might be fun to bring them back.

So what's Wallace said?

Nothing.

He's in shock, but shock wears off.

Yeah, I'm gonna give him time, and then,

when he wants to talk, I'll talk.

And when you talk, what are you planning to say, dare I ask?

Don't worry, the words "Black Doves" are not going to pass my lips.

Well, I do worry, Helen. I worry greatly.

What did my nanny used to tell you about me?

I put her there for your welfare.

Well, that backfired, didn't it?

Yes.

And my stepsister, Bonnie? You told me she'd be looked after.

She had the best cell in Bronzefield and no one tried to shank her.

That is not what I thought you meant.

- Then you should have been more specific. - Oh, okay. Then let's be specific now.

Our relationship changes.

I want to know more. I want to be let in.

I don't just want to be a spy wife. I want more than that.

What?

Well, it happens I've been thinking the same thing.

I've got a slush pile of old jobs,

people traffickers, escaped despots,

men and women walking around who really shouldn't be.

I think you and I could do some good if we put our minds to it.

Oh, and I have this.

Last seen boarding a flight to Tokyo.

Much to do.

Yeah, if I don't get dragged off for treason first.

One time use.

Rapid extraction if it all falls apart with Wallace.

I thought you were gonna give me a cyanide pill.

Oh, left them in my other coat.

Stay now - Won't you stay another day?

I'm sorry about your daughter.

I'll be in touch.

Please do.

What do you want to start with?

How about we start with your name

and work out from there?

I was five and he was six.

We rode on horses made of sticks.

He wore black and I wore white.

He would always win the fight.

Bang, bang.

Bang, bang, my baby shot me down.

Bang, bang.

Bang, bang My, my, my baby shot me down