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In Kashmir, there was
a farmer that had a stallion.

Oh! I know where this is going.

No, you don't.

One day, the stallion ran away.

"What bad luck," said the neighbour.

"Ah, we'll see," said the farmer.

Months later, the stallion
returned with a pregnant mare.

"What good luck," the neighbour said.

"We'll see," said the farmer.

So, taming the mare, the farmer's
son fell and broke his leg.

"Well, that's bad luck,"
said the neighbour.

A few weeks later, the Maharaja
Army came through the village...

recruited all young, able-bodied
men... None came home.

But the farmer's son couldn't go.

Exactly.

Mm.

Oh. That'll be Harry, he's got spare key.

- Good luck or bad?
- Yeah, I'm never really hopeful.

We'll see.

What the hell is she doing here?

How did you get in?

Sorry to do this, baby-cakes,
but I need you to pack up and go.

Tell you what, not that
I'm not enjoying the view.

Take a minute, get yourself decent.

Sweetcheeks!

We agreed I had until this
morning to win it back.

We didn't say what time.

- Harry?
- Rich, I swear, I'll get it back.

- Get what back?
- You find the collateral.

My doors are open.

- What are you talking about?
- He lost your flat.

It's the worst run of cards
I've ever had, I swear.

What's going on now?

Well, apparently, this
woman now owns my flat.

- She won it from Harry...
- I'll win it back.

Look, can you put that down, please?

No, it's not an issue
of "winning it back."

I'm a police officer, so
take your minders and get out

before I start arresting people.

Oh, we could go down that route,

but then I'll call the
bailiffs, they'll call the press.

Is that what you want?

- Are you okay with this?
- No, of course I'm not okay with it.

Well, then tell her it's my flat.

I can't! Legally, it's hers.

You gambled away my flat? Look...

You know how hard I
worked for this place.

I said, put that down, will you?

Here, look, just give it to me, will you?

Oh!

Now look what you've done!

Whoa, whoa, let him go.

- Oh, thank you.
- You selfish bastard.

- Everything I've done for you!
- Rich!

And all the shit you've put me through!

Eh?

Rich...

I swear whatever it takes.

No, no, no! Cut the crap, all right.

Just get out. Can you do that?

Turn your arse around and get out!

- Morning.
- Hey.

So...

We're deciding how to use the footage.

What you have there is conclusive
evidence of attempted murder.

It's the game changer.

Right, so we arrest him, charge
him, let justice take its course.

I don't know if I trust anyone
outside this room. It's too risky.

Too risky? Now you wanna be careful?

Blake brought down an Albanian drug
gang and a Triad leader all in one day.

Results like those tend
to complicate things.

We need to go higher up the food chain.

I'm gonna get a meeting with his boss.

No, no. Blake still
thinks he can control you,

he finds out you've done
that, you're a dead woman.

At least meet him somewhere neutral.

Oh, you're concerned for my safety?

- I'll decide where we meet.
- I'll come with you.

What, I turn up with
someone who's wanted by MI6?

And MIS.

Any more bright ideas?
No? Right, we're done.

How's Rich?

Maybe you should've thought about
his feelings before you lost his flat.

You know I'm not on the payroll.

- Too proud for a foodbank?
- No, no I'm a regular.

If I could pay my rent with
ginger nuts, I'd be sorted.

Hi, Owen Hutchinson, please...

Oh, for f... for fuck's sake.

Suri.

Suri, listen, I'm going to
get it back, Rich's flat.

Listen, I know I can do it, but...

I need money.

No, you need help.

No, a few hundred would help.

That's enabling, not helping.

Look, I'm not blaming you,
I know it's an addiction.

No, it's...

But you can't change until
you accept you have a problem.

Get help.

And please, stay away from Rich.

Morning, ma'am.

You got me today.

What's this, chivalry?
What brought this on?

What do you mean, what brought this on?

I live and breathe chivalry.

I'm always a goddamn knight.

I thought you'd retired.

Another two
months, then I'm off the force.

Well you'll have
to keep your head down.

Oh, I'm
just driving until then.

You work too hard.

Tell me.

And you're too thin.

Men don't like skinny women.

You've researched this?

- Have you got a man?
- Are you offering?

You should get round ours...

Try my wife's pepperpot stew!

Put pounds on you.

Have the guys circling you like sharks.

Wife's birthday tomorrow.

Ah, hence the compliments.

You want the day off?

Is it okay?

Yeah, you leave the car
with me, I'll look after it.

Okey dokey...

Managed to sort a hotel.

- Hotel? Rich!
- Mmm-hmm.

Move in with me.

- What?
- Move in with me.

You're just trying to cheer me up.

Is that so bad?

Things haven't exactly been
smooth with us recently.

And yet here we are, still together.

I'll drive you mad.

I know.

This another one of these
bad luck-good luck things?

We'll see.

You're amazing.

I love you.

This contains footage of Samuel Blake

opening fire on two of my officers.
I thought I should talk to you.

You're a...

- What are you?
- Detective Superintendant.

A DSI.

How can a DSI be so
blind to the big picture?

I'm not blind to the big
picture, I believe in due process.

Your idea of due process
compromise a delicate operation

and put lives in danger.

What about the danger to my officers?

We spent years trying
to infiltrate the Triad gangs.

Finally our patience has been rewarded.

We have a Dragonhead.

Your agent is out of control.

He acted
to protect his cover.

I need to know what
you intend to do about him.

I thought she worked for you.

She did.

If Blake had aimed to kill,
your officers would be dead.

That's an agent that's
very much in control.

You sanction him, you protect him.

When he falls, he will take you with him.

No.

It's called plausible deniability.

A sterile corridor between
department and agent.

When he falls, he falls alone.

What do you think the
public will make of all this?

I think they'd say, "Give
that man a knighthood."

The ancient Chinese used
tattoos to brand their criminals.

The Wu Chi turned a mark of oppression...

into a badge of honour...

courage...

a symbol of undying loyalty.

Yes?

Who was she with?

No, that woman never travels alone.

When she moves, her soldiers move.

Madame Cheung's been seen in Soho.

She promised Clayton she'd remove
his bracelet once he defeated you.

By now, she'll know that his
luck is turning against him.

I'lll find out where she stays...

who she meets with.

The endgame approaches.

Undying loyalty.

Do you feel that?

Powerful, isn't it?

More than anything I've ever known.

Shit.

- Well done.
- Oh, my God!

Ah, I thought I'd find you here.

Oh, yeah?

Why you wasting time?

Tomorrow this will be black.

Where do I find Eve?

Eve?

Last night... they pulled
Tai Jing from the Thames.

Blake is the new Wu Chi Dragonhead.

I need to save Eve.

Do you know what Blake
does to people like you?

Then you do it!

You left her to die.

You bring her back to me!

Hiding here...

playing games!

Do your duty before it's too late!

I'm doing my duty!

- Morning.
- Morning. Bu...

Wife's a bit poorly, sent me to work.

- Oh, what a shame.
- Keys?

Here.

I'll get her warmed up.

Okay. Just give me one minute.

Okey dokey.

Cheers.

Well, so much for Neighbourhood Watch.

Mm-hmm.

No-one saw anything, heard anything,

most of 'em didn't even
hear the explosion.

The, uh, there's your lead right there.

Hm.

Well, whoever planted the device
would see that a mile off, but...

- I'll check it out.
- Thank you.

It's got to be Blake.

Yeah.

I'm sorry about your driver.

Morgan, his name was Morgan. He
shouldn't have even been here.

Blake will not defeat us.

I've just had the Chief telling me
that I shouldn't stay here and...

that I can't go into the office.

- Where will go?
- Safe house.

I don't know.

You got anything better? You can drive.

- Me?
- You're only person I trust right now.

I'll pay you.

Speed limits not apply to you?

- I thought we were being followed.
- Bollocks you did.

- Why are you in such a hurry?
- Come on. Come on.

Supposed to be a safe house. I'm
gonna have to nail these shut.

No. No, I'm gonna have to nail them shut.

You need to fuck off. Your
attitude is doing my head in.

- Yeah, you're welcome.
- What? Oh, am I supposed to be grateful?

You're only here because I paid
you. What is happening with you?

What's happening with me?

I'm going through a lot of
shite, that's what's happening.

Oh, you're going through a lot of shite?

My friend was just blown
apart in front of me!

I didn't realise he was
your friend, I'm sorry.

He talked to me.

I can't leave you here.

Yes, you can, I am ordering you to.

I don't work for you. You
can't order me to do anything.

Then I'm asking you.

I wouldn't be calling
if I wasn't desperate...

Come on Jackie, how
often do I ask for a tip?

2:30, Goodwood, Dakota
Lady. Fantastic, I owe you.

- He was in this club all night?
- He's trying to win back the flat.

I have to make Clayton
believe his luck is back.

Then we make our move.

- Why would you want to do that?
- All warfare is based on deception.

Sun Tzu.

"When your enemy is weak, make
him believe he is strong..."

To get Clayton's bracelet, I need
him to believe his luck has returned.

What about Gray?

Elsa Gray is a dead woman.

- There he goes.
- It's Blake.

Right, so if he's driven, he's parked
outside the range of our cameras.

Yeah, he's bloody close, though.

Watch.

Gray's driver.

There's Blake's car in the
reflection of the neighbour's window.

Stop it there.

Wow.

Enhance that, you've got a number plate.

Suri, ANPR.

Our target vehicle has just been
spotted heading north on the A2.

Game on.

Blake's car last
seen heading east on B2175.

- Jesus.
- Are you still giving chase?

No, I lost him.

- You know who you're calling.
- Ugh!

Leave a message.

Elsa, it's Harry. Please call
me the minute you get this.

I think Blake knows where you are.

Pick up. Come on, Elsa? Pick up! Pick up!

- What the hell are you doing here?
- Where's Blake?

He's through there, unconscious.

No, no, no, no!

He's taken my car.

Shit!

Fuck!

You're not safe here.
We should be at mine.

No.

- What, just "no"?
- That's right. No.

- What's with the look?
- What look?

That look.

Okay.

How did Blake find me? Nobody knew
I was coming here except for you.

Well, bollocks to that! It wasn't
me, so it must have been you.

Nothing there.

What, what...?

Condoms... Unopened, so it's not in here.

Two years past their sell-by!
Has it really been that long?

You're a complete arse.

Well, I can't fault you on that.

Tracker.

Camera.

You led them right to us.

Dan Morrison must've put them in there.

Uh-huh.

- Don't apologise.
- Oh, no, don't worry, I won't.

And you were just a child?

The treatment was worse than the burns.

Every morning, the nurses would...

strip the bandages and lower
me into a chlorinated bath.

Now that, that was like...

being skinned alive.

How did you cope?

I just...

kept telling myself,
"Your day will come."

"Your day... will come."

And now... that day's almost here...

The road to peace is
paved with headstones.

Are you prepared to spill blood?

For peace...

yes.

And after the blood...

I can go home...

keep bees...

Live on honey.

Will you come with me?

You don't need to knock...

- You live here.
- Oh, yeah, sorry.

Where have you been?

Did we organise something?

No, we didn't. I wanted to
make sure everything was nice.

For when you came back, first time.

Yeah, I just went to the barge to
find Harry, but he wasn't there.

He's working with Gray.

Oh, right.

I was worried...

I started to feel guilty.

If anyone should understand
Harry's addiction by now, it's me.

And yet I had him by the throat.

Only 'cause you beat me to it.

He did a terrible thing.

Yeah.

But imagine having to watch your
mother and your brother burn to death

at six years old.

I know.

Yeah.

He keeps asking himself
why did fate spare him?

It's like survivor's guilt.

He only gambles to punish himself.

I mean, of all the people in the world,
why did Eve give the bracelet to him?

Eve gave it to him?

Didn't you know?

He told me about the bracelet,
but I didn't believe him.

Do you really believe it's lucky?

I used to, but...

Well, recently, his
whole life's gone to shit.

And I've let him deal
with it all on his own.

- Hi.
- Hi.

You've just moved in?

It's a buy-to-let, fixing it up.

Why, you live here?

Let me help you.

Thanks.

Make it a double.

You just had a double.

And there's another.

The day we've had, do you think
this is gonna have any effect?

No, no, no.

It's impressive.

Built up a tolerance
when I was undercover.

- You were SO10?
- Hmm.

Chelsea head-hunter.

Best days of my life.

A woman who could fight.
You were like royalty.

Never had so much
respect... so much love...

Did my job, though, put them away.

Job comes first. Job always comes first.

So, you reckon this place is safe?

It's worked for me.

There's only one bed.

You can have it.

Why are you staring?

Hm, now I know why you
were so keen to get me here.

No. No. No. I have to
take care of something.

Yeah, sure.

- What was that?
- Oh, what...?

You think this is some
sort of neurotic impulse?

No.

It was the grief. No, wait...

She needs to feel secure.

No, no, no, I didn't think that.

Sometimes a woman just fancies a fuck.

And you're not that
bad-looking, you know?

Is that supposed to be flattering?

You could be anybody.

That's romantic.

Well, I don't want those
condoms going to waste.

They're past their sell-by date.

So are you.

You think?

Well, not many opportunities
like this ahead.

You can still feel that kiss.

Maybe.

I can see it.

They've found your car.

Over there, Harry.

Thanks, Jim.

If there's any luck left
in you, now is the time.

You beauty.

I got five grand and a challenge.

I shuffle, you get 12 cards,
I get the next one off the top.

And if yours beats mine,
you pick this up.

If I win, that five becomes 50.

Okay.

Except he shuffles and deals.

Do you not trust me?

Club rules.

Okay.

Queen to beat.

Let's go again. I win,
that 50 becomes 500.

Can't happen twice.

King to beat.

That's now half a mill.

50-50 on my brother's flat.

One turn of the cards, highest
keeps the money and the keys.

Nah, it's not my night.

I'll keep the money...

You take the keys.

Deal.

Call Blake. Tell him I've done it.

Tell him I want my daughter back.

Hello, Dais, just your old fella here,

leaving you a message telling
you I'm thinking about you.

Sending you love.

Dad... Bye...

- Daisy?
- Dad! I was just thinking about you.

What are you doing up?
It's the middle of the

night there. That's why I left a message.

Had a huge row with mum, couldn't sleep.

Ah, just remind her you're a teenager,

that your inner chimp will
be driving for a while.

She won't let me hang
out with my friends.

She just wants to know you're safe.

Oh, I heard her door.
I'll call you tomorrow.

Daisy.

Charming.

Hey, Elsa.

- Morning.
- Morning.

- Coffee?
- Please.

So...

We can't keep running.

We need to take the fight to Blake.

Well, how do we do that?

We go public. We hold a press
conference somewhere totally safe,

somewhere out in the
open... plenty of protection.

We expose Blake, we expose his methods.

We do that, Owen Hutchinson
will let him swing.

- You think?
- I know. He told me.

Great, we make our move on
Blake, bring him in, lock him up.

Oh, in case you're wondering,
that was pretty good last night.

I've had worse.

Why was I frisked?

New protocols, nothing to worry about.

I'm not worried.

Hmm, maybe you should be.

Elsa Gray has organised
a press conference.

If she exposes you...

I can't guarantee MI6 support.

You called me here for that?

- Thought it merited a heads-up.
- Don't lie.

She's just as much of a
threat to you as she is to me.

She's no threat to me.

You really believe that if I fall...

I fall alone?

Look at you.

You think you can match me?

Barely out of school...

- This meeting's over.
- I'll decide when it's over.

This...

heads-up...

you want me to murder Elsa Gray
before she can open her mouth...

but you haven't the
balls to say it, have you?

Hm?

Have you?

You think you've got the measure of me?

You think you can stare into the abyss?

- Please...
- Where you gonna hide...

when the abyss stares back?

In your fucking sterile corridor?

- Rich's flat.
- What's happened now?

No way?

- Told you I'd get it back.
- How'd you do it?

- How'd you think?
- I thought it wasn't working anymore.

Listen, I'm sorry to ruin the shining
moment, but Gray needs us straight away.

Well, before you rush off,
we've got something to tell you.

What, Rich, you're not pregnant, are you?

No.

Uh, I'm moving in with Suri.

What, you didn't even need the flat?

- I'm sorry. I'm still a little bit raw?
- Hmm.

No, it's great. I'm
delighted for both of you.

Come on.

See you later.

Dirty bastard.

I've never seen
my brother look so happy.

Harry, how did you win back the flat?

Balls of steel and a bit of luck.

Rich says your luck is running out.

What else does he say?

He said that bracelet came from Eve.

I told you this when
we were in Hong Kong.

Yes, but the way you said it, you
made sure I wouldn't believe you.

To protect you.

I should've known, I should've
been a better colleague.

Suri, I couldn't have wished
for a better colleague.

From now on, I'm with you every step,
but you've gotta be honest with me.

Rich was right.

My luck is running out. When this
turns black, that's it, my luck's gone.

But you won back the flat.

Harry, are you sure about the bracelet?

I mean, a lucky charm, every
gambler has one of those?

The flame burns brightest
before it dies...

That's why, to bring Blake
down, we have to act now.

This is my last roll of the dice.

Okay, um...

Orwell doesn't like your
plan of going public.

You're already a target,
two attempts on your life.

We stage a press conference,
we have to publicise it,

that puts you right
back in the line of fire.

So what are we supposed to do?

Just sit around and wait
until Blake picks her off?

No, no. The way we go about this
will reinforce how crucial it is.

We need maximum exposure in
a controlled environment...

Leave Blake nowhere to hide.

I've seen you risk your
life time and time again.

That's fine. This is someone else's
life you're putting in danger.

I think that's my call.

Look, every major
decision, Harry's got right.

If it stops Blake, it's
a risk worth taking.

- We just need time...
- We haven't got time!

Blake murdered your driver.

I think you owe him.

You're right. We go public.

So we do this. Together.

Okay, the press have been notified.

The venue is the main
steps at Greenwich Barracks.

I've arranged security.

There are metal detectors
on all the doors.

The rooms have been
swept using sniffer dogs.

No one gets in or out without ID.

We've got an SUV with
full ballistic protection.

Blake catches wind of any
of this, tries anything...

pretty much putting his balls in a vice.

He might enjoy that.

I've got to be there.

It'll only work if I'm there.

You keep a low profile
Harry, you're still a wanted man.

All right, we leave in an hour.

Suri, it's Rich.

I can't talk now, we're
on our way to a job.

Look, listen. I've been thinking
about that story you told me.

What if Harry winning my flat
back is actually bad luck?

What if something terrible
is about to happen?

Rich, that story was about accepting your
fate and not worrying about the future.

Suri, is this job dangerous?

It's probably the most secure
job I've done since joining MIS.

- Where is it?
- I can't tell you that.

Look, I need to go.

- Come on.
- Come on, Suri.

It'll put my mind at rest.

We're going to Greenwich
Barracks. What could be safer?

Thank you all for
coming at such short notice.

I am Dective Superintendent Elsa Gray,

London Murder Investigation Squad.

There is, I believe, at the highest
levels of our security services...

a moral vacuum and a
lack of accountability.

When an MI6 agent takes the
lives of innocent people...

When he attempts to murder my officers,
then I am compelled to intervene.

And I have the corroborating evidence.

This is corruption at
the highest level...

and it has to command a
maximum prison sentence.

I followed procedure
to address this issue.

I was met with contempt.

This press conference is a last
resort to tackle this corruption.

Gun!

Stay where you are! Put it down!

Down! Put the gun down!

Hands in the air. Step away from the gun.

Are you still having fun?

You still think that's lucky?

Eve.

Sniper!

Everybody down.

No. No!

No, Suri! Suri, Suri, Suri.

Suri.

- Do something!
- Yes!

Suri. Suri. Hey.

Hey.

Ambulance needed immediately.
To Greenwich Barracks.

An officer has been
shot. We need urgent assistance.

Suri. Suri, can you hear me?

Suri, Suri, stay with me, stay.

Stay, Suri, please.

Stay. Come on. Come on, Suri.

Stay. Stay.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

Suri...

Suri.

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