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ADILAH: You know,
Yasmina has never been inside

a place like this.

The man who owns it
must be very rich.

IMOGEN: Michael?
He was my father's friend.

Was that all he was to you?

Fuck!

Okay, I know
this apartment is bugged.

The target is gone.

EMIR: Here is the detonator
and the chip.

Everything was delivered
as promised.

If I do this...

I will still help you.

But you have to prove
your loyalty.

She has to be killed.

Cesar has intercepted an email
from the Americans to Langley

about a high-level
emergency meeting today.

I would like to suggest
a course of action...

We kidnap the target's daughter
and use her as leverage

to apprehend
and interrogate the target

I can get you
and Yasmina to England.

You have to travel separately
and we have to go, now.

I got a call
from the surveillance team

around the girl.

They had them
pinned in the apartment,

but they've heard no movement

or conversation inside
for two hours.

It's evident
that they've been extracted.

(SMASHES)

IMOGEN: You realise I'm the only
person in the world

who knows where your child is.

You can't see her
until you give me

the name and location
of that ship.

ADILAH: The reason
you are with me

is because we are the same.

Because if killing
thousands of people...

helped bring your father back,

or your baby...

then you might think of doing
exactly the same thing,

and that scares you to death.

I know what
you were gonna do today,

and I know
you did not want to kill me.

So I'm going
to choose to believe

that you're not a monster

and that you are a human being,

and you're gonna
do the right thing,

and you're gonna choose

whether or not
to get in that car.

So, what's it gonna be?

(GLASS CLINKING)

(TYRES SCREECHING)

(DOOR UNLOCKS)

(DOOR OPENS)

I've always wanted to do this.

DRIVER: This is far
as I can get ya.

You are gonna give me
what you promised me, ain't ya?

- (OPENS PANTS ZIPPER)
- Sorry. That was a lie.

Eh? (GROANS)

Do you know where you're going?

Of course. This is England.
I'm home.

The driver will wake soon
and report this truck stolen.

We need to ditch it
and steal a car or hitch a ride.

The nearest town is Canterbury.

(HELICOPTER WHIRRING)

Fuck.

(HELICOPTER WHIRRING)

Quick, stand under here.

Okay. We need to split up.

Go to the Cathedral.
We'll meet in the cloisters.

What Cathedral?

Just ask someone
for the Cathedral.

- (SIRENS WAILING)
- Walk, don't run. Go.

(MAGRITTE SPEAKING FRENCH)

(HELICOPTER WHIRRING)

(SPEAKING IN FRENCH)

(MAGRITTE SPEAKING)

(DGSE OFFICIAL SPEAKING)

(MALIK SPEAKING)

(MAGRITTE SPEAKING)

(IN ENGLISH) Shit.

- (MAN EXCLAIMS)
- Oh, my God, I'm so sorry.

Sorry.

- No need to apologise.
- All right.

Would you mind
if I borrow your cell phone?

Mine doesn't work here.

Er...

- Sure.
- Thank you so much.

(HELICOPTER WHIRRING)

- I'll just be a second.
- Okay.

Hi, it's me.

MAX: Look at this.

We got Frick and Frack on it.

Lucky us!

Who the fuck
do you think you are?

Dude, shut the fuck up.

All right?
Just shut the fuck up.

- Make me.
- Eat a bag of French dicks.

- You first.
- No, no.

- You first.
- Stop it.

- MALIK: Please.
- No, no, please, you.

- MALIK: Hey, keep your distance.
- You fucking keep your distance.

(BOTH CONTINUE TAUNTING)

- (THWACK)
- (GRUNTS)

(MAGRITTE IN FRENCH)

(CHURCH BELL TOLLS)

(CHOIR MUSIC PLAYING)

(EXHALES, SPEAKING IN ENGLISH)
Come on, come on.

Where are you?

I know you're here.

Look at that.

That'll do.

There's something
about this place,

I feel like I can shed
the weight of the world.

Simply be with... God.

Sorry.

Am I bothering you?

Not at all.

I feel exactly the same way.

MAX: They should be
putting roadblocks

all over that fucking town.

They are. Give them
a fucking minute.

Oh, really? Where?
Show me one fucking...

Just look at the fucking screen, okay?

IMOGEN: So sad.

She's so traumatized by
everything she's been through.

It was the back of a truck,
I just...

Awful suggestions in the dark.

(SNIFFLES) I bought her a tea
but she can barely swallow.

They come to Dover like that.

Those awful people,
they just dump them.

She was beaten by soldiers.

She has a small child.

They've separated them.

She's so traumatised

by everything
she's been through.

She hardly speaks any English,

but she says
she has someone in London.

If I had a car I would...

You would what?

I would do God's work.

You know, I drove here,
all the way from Guildford

to ask the Lord a question.

Now that my husband is dead...

(OFFICERS, WARDENS
SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

...what is my purpose?

I believe you just gave me
the answer.

Your husband would be really
proud of what we did today.

- God bless you.
- God bless you.

Mmm.

MAGRITTE: Okay.

Okay. I understand. Thank you.

Okay. The British
have confirmed

there is no evidence
of the targets for three hours.

(SIGHS) We have no idea
where the hell they are.

They are reopening
the bus and train stations.

I can't just sit here.

We've got 48 hours
to get the name of that ship.

I'm getting on the next flight
to London. Your city sucks.

Your intelligence services
are 20 years out of date.

I like your food.

(IN FRENCH)

MAGRITTE: Hmm.

(IN ENGLISH) As soon as I punch
my number into this ATM,

alarm bells will ring
all over the world

and they will come for us.

So why are you doing it?

I chose this ATM
between two rail stations.

They'll either think
we're getting

a train north or a train west,

and they'll close
those stations first.

They'll expend a lot of time
and energy

on closing every
provincial station,

on both lines, 736 of them.

We will be elsewhere.

Where?

As soon as I do it,
we have to go fast

and stay together.

It's either
a really good idea or...

a really shit one.

Are you ready?

Yeah.

- (EXHALES)
- (KEYPAD BEEPS)

Go!

- (BEEPING)
- (MAGRITTE SPEAKING FRENCH)

Hello.

(MAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY
ON MOBILE PHONE)

(IN FRENCH)

(SIRENS WAILING)

Welcome to the Deep State.

We're going to Michael's.

Welcome home, Miss.

It's been too long.

Always a pleasure, Patrick.

IMOGEN: Michael was MI6

before he went into
even deeper cover.

He's the kind of spy
that only a handful

of high-level operatives
know about.

He conducts
non-attributable operations.

Off the books.

And he's rich.

English rich.

Land, respect,

a name that came to England

with the French invasion
in 1066.

And now he will hide us.

And help us.

His special skill is inventing
new identities for people.

So I told him I had a friend
who needs to be reinvented.

So she can start a new life.

He said, "Come, come, come."

Like a game had begun.

(ADILAH EXHALES)

He used to quote Hamlet.

"God hath given you one face
and you make yourself another".

And another.

And another.

(IMOGEN LAUGHING)

(PIANO MUSIC PLAYING)

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

- (THWACK)
- (GUNSHOT)

(GRUMBLES)

MALIK: I swear to God,

I cannot get free of you.
You're my fucking shadow.

How did you know
about this place?

MI6 gave me full access
and permission to break in,

which I'm guessing
you don't have.

No, I don't have permission.

I have a key.

Oh, look at you,
did you find anything?

Where are you going?

I know she still
has possession of the target.

And I have another idea
where she might be.

You're going to follow me,
aren't you?

No offence,
but you and your girlfriend,

you can't handle this
on your own.

Now, you just tell me
where it is,

I'll get a full team there,

aerial, ground,
whatever it takes

to apprehend
the target unharmed.

When are you going to stop
underestimating her?

If Imogen is there,

she's very close
to making her plan work.

You do it American style,
she will run.

I'm going there to back her up.

The only way you can come
is if that's your plan, too.

All right.

But you got to drive.

They drive on the wrong side
of the road here.

Messes me up.

(SIGHS IN EXASPERATION)

Hello, darling.

Hi.

Oh, goodness.

You look perfectly frightful.

I suppose you'd better come in.

(CLOSES DOOR)

You don't have to worry.

Aside from Patrick,
I sent all the other staff away.

I'm... I'm gonna have a...
a Scotch. Would you like one?

Yes, please.

MICHAEL: And you?

No.

Now, as I understand it,

you are the two
most wanted human beings

in this whole
hilarious world right now,

and it seems that
not only the CIA

but all of the major agencies
are looking for you,

and the use of lethal force

has been deemed acceptable
in pursuit of you.

But you, on the other hand,
must be captured alive

or else untold damage
befalls the West.

Crikey.

Hmm.

It appears that you
in your inimitable style,

you've made some sort
of arrangement with her

to get the information
that they so urgently need.

Dear heart,

you have not changed one iota.

I was taught by the best.

When will the passports
be ready?

Hmm? Oh, erm...

Patrick will have those
in a couple of hours.

I... I trust that will be
enough time.

Quite the nail-biter, though,
isn't it?

We'd like to get settled in.

Hmm.

I'll come find you in a bit.

Yes, of course.

Or shall we...

Shall we meet in the shed?

Of course.

Very good.

I need to know what's going on
and what's going to happen.

We'll get the passports

and the refugee status
immigration papers

to get you to Canada.

We'll meet Noor and Yasmina
near the airport

and you will be on a flight
at 7:00 a.m. I swear to you.

Now, I need you to do
something for me.

Go to the garage

and get me the keys
to the Land Rover.

We need to be ready to get
out of here at moment's notice.

Imogen, what are you doing?

I just need to spend
some time alone with him.

(SOFTLY) "I was mad as he,

"if sad and merry madness
equal be."

Are you lost?

Just follow the path
back to the house.

Yes. Thank you.

And you can take a shower.

I was a Royal Marine.

I remember what you people
smell like before we killed you.

Do you remember the smell

of all the innocent people
you killed?

MAX: And I got
the grid coordinates.

I'm gonna get us
some real-time shots

of the house and grounds.

So tell me what you know
about this Oxford guy.

He was a lower-level diplomat.

Oxford educated,
worked for Imogen's father.

And after her father died,
he just disappeared.

Over the last 20 years,

he's played
the "country gentleman,"

the "lord of the manor."

The kind of assholes

we got rid off
in the revolution,

and the Brits still seem
to love so much.

Ah, he got a nice house, though.

Yeah.

That guy?

MALIK: Yeah.

She was in love with him.

Are you jealous, man?

(SCOFFS) No.

Are you sure about that?

I'm getting a real
jealous-type vibe here.

I'll tell you what,

you're definitely better-looking
than this guy.

I'll give you that.

Thanks.

(INHALES SHARPLY)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

(DOOR OPENS)

So sorry to keep you.

One or two things I had to...

What is all this?

I've been watching over you.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

It's quite touching.

(CHUCKLES)

Where do you fit in?

Oh, you know...

I have friends
all over the world,

and lately,
we've become...

distrustful of politicians.

We like to keep
an eye on things.

As the world seems
to spiral downwards,

it's potentially
a moment of opportunity.

Opportunity for what?

You know, I've been
a little disappointed

in you, actually, darling.

It appears that you might have

let your emotions
get the better of you.

Perhaps you both have.

Why do you think you...
you really think that the...

the leopard
will change her spots?

You taught me that everyone
is capable of everything.

Hmm. Oh. Mmm.

I know you never do things
for the reasons people think.

(INHALES)
Answer the question, Michael.

Opportunity for what?

Yeah, I... you know...

You know I don't involve myself

with men
"full of sound and fury."

I am merely...

an observer.

Can you have dinner with me?

Because I have missed you so.

It's been too long.

You're always with me though.

This voice...

in my head.

(WHISPERING)
And I hope to keep it there.

I'll meet you
in the dining room.

MICHAEL: Mmm.

I'll lay the table.

(DOOR CLOSES)

(INHALES)

(HEAVY BREATHING)

Is Yasmina all right?

(LONG SOFT BREATH)

Michael may not come through.

We need to find another way

to get the passports
and immigration papers.

I don't care what it takes
or what it costs.

We've done it before.
Get it done.

(PHONE THUDS)

I need to ask you a question.

Did you ever see any signs

of Russian involvement
in this plot?

Yes.

The man you saw in Paris.

Emir, he would often
speak to someone

on his cell in Russian.

Anything else?

There's the truck
that got me out of Raqqa

was a Russian military truck.
But why?

I've come to believe
that the Russian FSB

is behind this attack.

You and it are just their cover.

They are using you as a pawn

in their sick game
of retaliation against the US.

None of that means
anything to me.

I only did this
because he promised me

they'll protect me.

What did he promise you?

That if I designed this plan,
they'd allow me freedom.

That was the only choice I had
to have a life with Yasmina.

- So, why do you need me?
- Because when I found you,

I thought maybe you'd help me
find another way.

I am not so sure
I trust you.

Still...

Tell me why we're here.

(CLICKS TONGUE)
I will not betray you.

I will get you on a flight

tomorrow morning
with your daughter. All right?

Tell me the name.

Tell me the name of the ship.

Like I said,
only when I see her.

If you're lying to me,
you'll regret it.

You will pay a terrible price,

and I will not be able
to help you.

Is Emir Yasmina's father?

ADILAH: No.

I don't know
who Yasmina's father is.

After the bomb in the hotel,
I ran away

but they found me,

and when they bring you back,
they do things to you.

It could have been any of them.

Once you're a mother...

as you know,

doesn't really matter
who the father is, does it?

No.

It doesn't.

I love her.

I love her and I miss
my daughter every day.

I'm sorry.

I need to have dinner
alone with him.

I have an idea

and I need you
to listen to me very carefully.

(RUSTLING)

(DOOR CLOSING)

Your chauffeur was rude
to Adilah today.

Oh.

I thought you would have
got rid of him by now.

I find his hatred...
focuses him.

Can be quite, erm, valuable.

And you trust him?

Oh, yes.

Yes, I do.

And I'm so very happy that
you still trust me, Violet.

IMOGEN: Mmm.

That name.

Silly girl.

"Silly girl".

(DEEP BREATH)

Such a silly, silly...

silly girl.

Said in that voice...

(SCOFFS)

It appears you want to...

want to say something to me.

(SCOFFS)

And...

Why exactly did you come back?

- (CUTLERY CLINKS)
- Hmm?

I want you to tell me
the truth about my father.

All my life, I've never
understood something.

But...

why would they kill
a British diplomat...

unless they knew...

that he had done something
worth killing him for?

They were trying
to get rid of him

or perhaps cover something up?

Turns out...

I was right.

He was a traitor...

Michael.

He worked for the Russians.

He was a double agent...

and he betrayed... his country,

and everyone he knew.

Which means that...

throughout my whole childhood...

the man I loved...

was lying.

But I think you knew.

I know you, er,

you must be
very proud of yourself.

Although, I'm
not in the least bit surprised

by the level of your skill.

Shut the fuck up.

Let me finish.

You were his protege.

He... loved you,

and he moulded you,

as you moulded me.

But you became something
I could never become,

something beyond my father...

Oh.

...with no conscience.

(EXHALES) Violet,

"there is nothing
either good or bad

"but thinking makes it so."

Here's the thing, my darling...

now, you know light,

it needs darkness...

to exist.

Equilibrium of the world order

swings like a pendulum.

We're going from a golden age

of traditionalism
and relative social order

to one of darkness.

There comes a point
when you have to encourage

that darkness,
to nurse it along, if you will.

Only the complete collapse
of where we are now

will allow the reemergence
of another golden age.

As we know, where...
where there is chaos,

there is also opportunity.

You know...

Oh, I've waited so patiently
for you to come home,

and then perhaps...

perhaps see things...

with more clarity.

I am still...

still in love with you,
you know that.

Our girl would've been now...
would've been ten.

Can you remember her face?

(BREATH TREMBLING)

(TREMBLES, WHISPERS) Yes.

Every...

day.

Every day.

Come out with it.

I can take care of you again.

You know...

Marcus and I were just so...

so fucking proud of your...

of your shining intelligence.

You know the world is...

(EXHALES, CHUCKLES)

...so much more complicated
than you can ever imagine.

One thing he never got
the chance to teach you.

You know and I thought I had.

You have...

Is it still in my room?

Yes.

Yes, of course.

I'll meet you there.

(MOBILE PHONE VIBRATES)

- (ADILAH GRUNTS)
- (PETER SCREAMS, GROANS)

- (ADILAH YELLS)
- (PETER SCREAMS)

- (KNIFE THWACKS)
- (PETER GASPS)

(ADILAH SCREAMS, GROANS)

(ADILAH GROANS)

(PETER GASPS)

(ADILAH GROANS)

(PETER GRUNTS)

- (ADILAH GASPS)
- (PETER GROANS)

(GASPS)

(HEAVY BREATHING)

Take it easy now.

Just take it easy, okay?

- (HEAVY BREATHING)
- I'm not gonna hurt you.

Now I'm gonna
put this gun down now, okay?

Take it easy.

There you go.

Okay?

- Okay.
- (GUNSHOT)

- Fuck!
- (GASPS, WHIMPERS)

- Fuck.
- (GUNSHOT)

(GUNSHOTS)

(HEAVY BREATHING)

(DOOR CLICKS OPEN)

(DOOR CLOSES)

Begin.

♪ My funny valentine

(WHISPERING) Begin.

♪ Sweet comic valentine

♪ You make me smile
with my heart

♪ Your looks are laughable

♪ Unphotographable

♪ Yet you're my favourite
work of art

♪ Is your figure
less than Greek

♪ Is your mouth
a little weak

♪ When you open it to speak

♪ Are you smart?

♪ But don't change a hair for me

♪ Not if you care for me

♪ Stay, little valentine

♪ Stay... ♪

(HEAVY BREATHING)

Imogen! What?

Tell me the name of the ship
and where it's going...

- (WHIMPERS)
- ...or I swear to God,

these sheets
will be soaked in your blood.

I...

IMOGEN: Tell me!

(HEAVY BREATHING)

MICHAEL: You...

You haven't got it in you.

(GUN CLICKS)

(CHUCKLES) You never have.

(MICHAEL CHUCKLES)

Because you...

You are the best of us.

I am so sorry, darling.

- (GUNSHOT)
- (IMOGEN GASPS)

♪ Each day is

♪ Valentine's day ♪

(GASPING)

(EXHALES)

I need to get to Adilah.

(SHOES CLATTER)

Come on.

Yes.

IMOGEN: Yasmina's waiting,
she's two hours away.

I'm not gonna
let them take you in.

Fuck! Go!

- (GLASS SHATTERS)
- (CRIES)

(GASPS)

Hey, hey, hey.

(WHISPERS) No, no, no, no.

(NORMAL VOICE) No, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no.

No.

(GASPS)

(CRIES SILENTLY)

(GUN CLICKS)

Eh...

IMOGEN: Turn around.

Turn around, you fucking coward!

(GUNSHOTS)

(HEAVY BREATHING)

(FLOOR CREAKING)

(EXHALES)

(HEAVY BREATHING)

(CRIES SILENTLY)

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

(SOFTLY) Thank you.

(HELICOPTER WHIRRING)

(MEN SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY
IN DISTANCE)

(DOOR OPENS)

(BEEPS)

MAN: Take him out! Take him out!

(GUNSHOTS)

(MAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

(HELICOPTER WHIRRING)

I've arranged to have
Adilah's body flown to Paris.

We'll see to it that she's
buried beside her grandfather

as you requested.

Max is at the hospital.

He's gonna be okay.

- And Michael...
- Please.

Don't.

It's over, Violet.

Come with me.

I'll be just a minute.

(LONG BREATH)

(CAR STARTS)

Hi, Dad.

(CLOCK TICKING)

You escaped... our life.

I knew you were alive, you know.

I could feel it.

How could a father possibly
abandon his child like that?

(EXHALES)

You were watching me?

You watched me become...

100 strangers?

You were behind the entire
thing, weren't you, dad?

You were a traitor.

And not just to them.

You were a traitor to me...

and I will never, ever...

forgive you for that.

"Hell is empty...

"and all the devils are here."

Merci.

Au revoir.

You'll be safe in Canada.

- (SOFTLY) I've made sure of it.
- Au revoir.

(BOTH SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY
IN FRENCH)

(PA SYSTEM PLAYING INDISTINCTLY)

(MOBILE PHONE VIBRATES)

I'll be there in a few hours.

What's my new name?

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)