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1 Hi.

This way.

It's 7 am. You're either dumb or from DSec.

What a choice.

- Will this take long? - No.

But we have to talk.

Excuse me for a minute.

- Who is it? - My husband. It's a disaster.

- You're kidding. - Yeah.

It's my boss. An emergency. Can you go?

Really?

I owe you one.

You certainly do!

I work overall security. You work security for the Bureau.

We speak the same language.

Probably.

If we wanted to improve security, what would we have to do?

You want me to snitch?

Do you have anything?

No.

Do you think Malotru was helped from within the unit?

Did that idea ever cross your mind?

That Malotru had help?

If I did and neglected to tell my bosses,

I'd be at fault.

Yes.

I'm talking about intuition. A vague impression.

I'd still be at fault.

It's hard to know if you won't talk to me

or you just don't use this phone anymore.

I can't imagine you not being even a little curious.

When I started at the Bureau, I felt I was part of a family.

It was friendly.

And strange.

Families tear each other apart.

I'm the bad son.

It's my calling.

But families also regroup.

Usually around tragic events.

Is your mom here?

Mommy!

What do you want?

Tatiana Ivanovna Khlebnikova?

Go to your room.

Go on!

The Americans almost got me back.

I refuse to be

locked up for years in their secret Asian jails.

Cybercafe

Henri, I'd rather control my future.

Now, I have no choice.

You'll receive a message. But via a different channel.

Solene's Weaving

A new comment on your product: Handwoven laundry basket

- What is it? - An emergency protocol.

Set up by Henri for our guys in Russia.

Is it one of the ID's Malotru used?

No, but it could still be him. He knew of the protocol.

You know what this means?

Damaged product

One of Henri's old codes.

Keyword: damaged

0045: Damaged product

0045: Located by counterespionage

Located by counterespionage.

Is that a call for help?

Guillaume Debailly doesn't ask for help.

If the FSB found him, two possibilities:

either they'll monitor him until they know why he's in Russia,

or they'll pick him up to ask him directly.

Either way, Debailly will end up in a Russian jail.

Unless we exfiltrate him.

Debailly's trapped,

isolated and hunted.

Yet he still has the strength to negotiate.

So, the gist of his message is:

"I'm about to defect. What can you do to deter me?"

It's not a call for help. It's a threat.

He's bluffing.

Debailly won't surrender to the Russians.

Does he have a choice?

He'd rather die.

Maybe the idea of a quiet life in a dacha appeals to him,

in exchange for collaborating with the FSB.

The FSB rarely buys dachas.

Pressure is much cheaper.

I doubt it'll work on Malotru.

He was jailed by Isis.

I think the FSB may be worse than Isis.

You think he'll talk to them?

Right now, he wants to talk to us.

What an exhilarating start for my new job.

Terrorists, North Korea and the Sahel...

and now a defector on our hands.

I love it!

Shit.

Start over.

It's the potholes. Can't he drive slower?

Don't listen to him. Start over.

You should be able to assemble your gun anywhere.

Is it far?

Roughly four hours away.

If nothing happens to us.

What could happen?

We could be attacked...

or kidnapped. That sort of thing.

Malian troops guard the road.

Not anymore, sir.

They don't? No more roadblocks?

They've moved elsewhere, sir.

There was an attack in the south. They've gone there.

Stop.

Stop, I said.

Go have a smoke.

How vital is Sekou Konte, the guy you want to meet?

He claims he met lode 2 in Libya, three days ago.

I need to know if it's true.

If so, we're much closer to finding him.

Why not just arrest Konte? He smuggles drugs.

He's much more useful out of jail.

He doesn't have a handler?

He'd have to go through me to get that info.

I'll know if he's lying.

I should abort the mission.

What's the risk?

Being kidnapped or killed by jihadists. Or both.

You want to risk it?

Konté can lead us to lode 2,

who's capable of organizing an attack in France.

Put your bulletproof jacket on.

We have a tail.

- Can we go faster? - No.

Their car is faster.

If one's behind us there's one ahead too.

We'll be trapped.

Pass me the bag please.

Take this.

Move to your right.

Watch out, I'm firing.

Stop here.

Move over this way.

Okay. Stop breathing when I say so.

Bend down a bit.

Don't breathe. Mouth open.

Make a U-turn.

Sorry.

Lie down.

Go!

You okay?

Yeah.

Sorry, but your informant will have to wait.

Never mind.

Can I ask you a question?

Go ahead.

What happened with lode 1. Why was he killed?

The Turks got scared.

That's not their style.

- I wasn't there. - Yes, you were.

300 feet away.

I doubt distance is a problem for you.

What are you saying?

Will lode 2 also end up dead if we find him?

It's a risk.

A risk, or the goal?

Moscow FSB Headquarters

Take a look.

You know this guy?

Last I heard, Isis was holding him hostage.

He's in Moscow.

He visited one of our agents' widows.

She's a good patriot. She alerted us.

Paul Lefebvre.

You know him.

I met him in France.

He tried to recruit a Syrian woman under our noses.

He created a big mess.

There was no mention of his release.

Not from the media, nor the DGSE.

Yet, here he is...

in Moscow.

If he was on a mission, he wouldn't have taken the risk

of visiting the widow of one of our men.

Unless he's a complete idiot.

He's not on a mission.

So what is he doing here?

Maybe he doesn't want to go home.

So he shows himself to us...

Does he want to talk to us?

Why not ask him directly?

First, I want to be sure he's not on a mission.

If he is,

I'd rather observe him for now.

You know where he is?

Not yet.

I'll have rice with vegetables.

Have the Nicoise salad. It's delicious.

The guy's a substitute cook. He'll leave soon.

I told them your Nicoise is good, but they're scared.

You have to speak slowly.

I love his accent.

We'll have three Nicoise salads.

What does "Nicoise” mean??

It means... "very pretty".

"Very pretty"?

Very pretty... nice.

- It means "pretty salad"? - Yes. Three?

Yes, three.

A big one for me, with lots of celery and tomatoes.

Okay.

Was it good?

Delicioso.

Can you cook other dishes?

Of course.

I've never met a Frenchman here before.

There aren't any tourists here.

I am not a tourist.

You came for a Russian girl who dumped you?

I didn't get that.

Thanks.

Moscow Bulgakov Institute

I met a really nice guy.

Mikhail Chikovani, or Misha.

He works in cyber-security at the Institute.

He took me to an amazing campus restaurant.

At "X", my school, the Bo-Bar was cool.

But this place is wild. And also a geek magnet.

- Is he cute? - Not bad.

- Is he flirting? - I think so.

I have errands to run. I have to go.

Okay, sweetie. Speak soon.

"X"...

She's sending her report via channel 10. The gynecologist.

Call to let them know.

Rocambole does a two-step report.

This was the first step.

She describes the context to her sister, mother, friend...

Nothing suspicious. Tales of everyday life.

She inserts one code word into the conversation,

to let us know where she's sending her detailed report.

The one with sensitive info.

What's channel 10?

She made a gynecologist appointment.

A girl from the Moscow desk will go as well.

She'll leave her report in a dead drop.

Why not use encrypted email, like everyone else?

Her mission is to pick out targets among hackers and cryptographers

who work on the campus that houses the Bulgakov Institute.

Her computer is easily accessed.

We have 22 channels to transmit reports.

All different kinds.

From a box sent to her mother, to paper in the trash.

The idea is to change every time.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

How did you work with her?

Esrin Guneї, code name Escogriffe.

She fought within the Kurdish movement.

You were her handler.

Mostly via Skype or phone.

After the mission in which Henri Duflot lost his life,

she asked to change handlers.

Why?

I don't know.

Did something happen on the mission?

I don't know.

I watched your Skype exchanges.

You seemed to have a trusting relationship.

A close one.

Yes, that's why I was chosen as handler.

Was that trust broken?

No.

What then?

She wanted a new handler because she felt rejected.

Meaning?

The night before the Socrates mission,

she shared her feelings with me.

Personal feelings.

Intimate ones.

I didn't reciprocate.

I respected our every rule.

Through and through.

Was that difficult?

Terribly difficult.

Esrin was a fighter.

Nothing scared her.

Yet that night, she was shaking.

What happened next?

She died in combat. The taking of Jarabulus.

Killed by Turkish bombs.

Every day, I have to remind myself it's not my fault.

Hope that helps...

Hello, Jonas.

You just got back?

Christophe...

You're not eating?

Go get some lunch.

I hear lode 1's death has particularly affected you.

I wanted to question him.

He could have given us intel on lode 2.

We wanted him neutralized and we didn't tell you.

Is that a problem?

Why didn't we tell you?

I don't know.

Because you would have disagreed.

You'd have said it was wrong.

You would have argued, maybe even leaked the info.

Absolutely not.

You'd have revealed our policy

of systematic elimination of French jihadists.

To the world, we'd be murderers, not Intelligence officers.

No, I wouldn't.

No?

Were we wrong? Did we misjudge you?

I think so.

Imagine that! I guess we could have told you.

I just wanted to question him.

I promise we'll tell you next time. No more lies.

You're joking, right?

- Do you want to leave us? - No.

Keep working on conspiracy theories, and you'll be gone.

He was arrested.

He's fine. In a condition to answer your questions.

You have a second chance.

Okay?

But if you have doubts, maybe you need to give it up.

I don't have doubts.

Very good.

Do you have Ivan Chai?

Of course.

Igor!

Marina would like a blank pass.

3,000 rubles.

That's too expensive.

If you shoot a basket

on your first try,

it's free.

If you do it again, I'll erase your pass.

You'll be untraceable.

Wait!

I want to take a picture for my friend.

Come over here.

Come on.

One more.

Someone hacked her phone and deleted the pictures.

It's easy, but you have to know how.

The guy's no fool.

He lets himself be photographed, then erases it.

It could be one of the cryptographs, or someone else.

Why didn't she put it directly on Instagram?

He wouldn't have let her.

Could he have stopped her?

I have an app that tells me if your phone photographed me.

From there, I can do anything.

Like change your internet connection.

Wow!

Can you do that?

Not exactly.

The guy Rocambole met wants to be anonymous.

He can manipulate her phone remotely.

We'll identify him, won't we?

Tell her to describe all his computer stickers.

Guys swap them at hacker conferences.

It's a start. I may know some of them.

Very well.

Please stay a minute.

I thought about what you told me.

Did you really?

Does that bother you?

No.

You were very honest.

It's not that common, you know.

The way you first spoke to me is more common.

And that is?

Reluctantly.

Aggressively.

Let's just say that...

You're a tight-knit team.

I know it's hard

to have someone like me scrutinizing everything.

It's your assignment.

I'm not a cop at heart.

I hate snooping on people. Strange, huh?

It's not my thing.

And yet, I do it all day long.

Find out if they lied about a relationship,

or an addiction...

It's awful. I'm not a curious person.

But it has to be done.

It's about protecting us all.

It's our job.

Working in security... means protecting people.

I must uncover people's weaknesses,

to see if someone could exploit them.

I'd rather find their qualities, but I'm not in HR.

I work for the DSec.

What's my weakness?

It's also a quality.

You empathize with people.

You empathized with Cyclone,

with Mother Theresa,

with Esrin Guneї,

with Debailly...

No one has exploited my weakness.

I have to question that, to protect you.

Against what?

Manipulation.

Have I been manipulated?

I don't know. I'm guessing.

But someone sending you somewhere,

fully aware of what your empathy might provoke...

What's your weakness?

The same as yours.

Only worse.

Okay, can you send it to me?

Thank you.

In here, you're no longer in an office.

You are...

in the field.

Surrounded by people who can hurt us,

through oversight or weakness.

If someone doesn't mention they've begun drinking again,

it's a weakness.

The enemy could exploit that.

Or by malicious intent.

It's rare, but it does happen.

Family dislocation in progress

We must be vigilant and merciless.

Insuring the security of French intelligence

is in fact insuring the security of France.

I've finished.

Welcome to the DSec.

I've made a decision regarding Malotru.

He'll never defect.

I agree with you.

So, we don't move. We don't reply.

He threatened us? Too bad. Okay by you?

It's your decision.

He should have called and tried to talk to us.

But he didn't. So screw him.

We stop looking for him?

Yes. Close the file.

We've wasted enough time on this guy.

"This guy"...

We're aborting the search for Malotru.

You're closing the crisis room?

Yes.

We just leave him alone?

No, we're bailing on him.

Would it be different if you hadn't sent me to Lebanon?

He might not have run. He might be here.

Perhaps.

But you did send me.

Yes.

Is there a reason you chose me?

Yes.

The Operations Directorate was going to bring him in.

I thought he'd appreciate a friendly face.

Why?

What do you mean, why?

Forget it.

That would be best.

The complaint line is going to be shut down.

"The complaint line"?

It's the special number Henri gave our agents.

It hadn't been cut?

Automatic roll over. After 6 months' inactivity, it gets cut.

I was just notified. I wanted your approval to close it down.

Wait here, please.

Let me know when you're done.

You have four new messages.

Tuesday, March 20 at 7:05 pm.

Hi, it's Guillaume. I hope you're well.

I don't know if this number still works. I'm assuming it does.

Moscow FSB Headquarters

Have you located Paul Lefebvre?

Yes.

Will you bring him in?

I told you, that's a mistake.

Many people want to talk to him.

The French desk, the Syrian desk,

Counterterrorism...

I know. You're not the first person to tell me.

I'm being pressured.

You're all pissing me off!

It's unlikely that he's on a mission.

He's not the type to make mistakes.

He wants us to find him.

I know that.

So?

I don't what you did during your training.

Maybe you were drinking or flirting,

but you missed History, the most important course.

I don't think so.

Then you do know what a fake defector is.

A fake defector

is someone trying to make you think he needs you.

He wants to earn your trust and be your buddy,

even though he isn't.

I'm being pressured to arrest this Frenchman.

I say he's on a mission.

Right here, under our noses!

The fox wants to come into the henhouse.

And they want me to hold open the door.

Are we the henhouse?

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I'd like to come home.

I'd like to... I don't know... pay.

Yes, that's it.

I'm asking you, Henri.

Help me come home.

Wednesday, March 28 at 8:30 am.

Are you refusing to talk to me,

or are you just not using this phone anymore?

- Hi, Paul. - Samara.

Henri, I'd rather control my future.

Now, I have no choice. You'll receive a message.

But via a different channel.

Friday, March 30 at 6:45 pm.

Radio silence.

Maybe you're on holiday. I hope you're not sick.

They must have told you I got in touch.

I didn't get an answer.

None of you could care less.

You don't care about my fate.

Can I bring this back tomorrow?

- Sure. - See you tomorrow.

No problem.

I've always been proud, as you know.

Sometimes, my pride tells me I'm entitled to a normal life.

It doesn't last long.

Nothing has been normal for a while.

Or simple,

or friendly.

I just wanted to leave this last message,

in case you ever listen to it.

You haven't heard the last of me.

It'll be hard, but whatever happens,

whatever you hear,

please try one last time

to trust me.