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- Do you remember me, Minister? - You are Jacob Pearce.

I want to show you something. This is what they do to you

- inside a Taliban jail. - Please, I have a daughter.

My men also had daughters. They had sons, they had wives,

they had families, and you betrayed them.

And they were slaughtered. And that is because of you.

Who are you?

Vincent Taleb. I am the Minister of Defence's protection officer.

When I heard. I knew you were there.

I couldn't think about anything else. I still think about our time together

This attack was an attack on all the people of France and Britain.

- It was Jacob Pearce. - Pearce can't prove anything.

There's no evidence.

Rowan and Philippe decided that the best way to deal with Pearce

was to betray him to the Taliban. Sucks being lied to you, doesn't it?

Matis Garnier, Head of Counter Terrorism.

- I'm leading the Task Force. - Zara Taylor, MI6.

And what about the weapons recovered from the embassy?

Forensics were able to recover one of them.

It's been traced to an arms dealer, Karim Hassan.

He's our lead to Pearce. We gotta find this guy.

My name is Jacob Pearce. Captain Jacob Pearce.

I'm a soldier with the French Foreign Legion.

I want people out there to know my story.

I want them to know the truth.

What was done to me. And what was done to my men.

He's here.

- Do you have him? -I've got him.

Look at this. Who is he kidding?

Well, maybe he likes strawberries?

What, an arms dealer travels all the way across Paris

to buy the ingredients of a fruit salad?

He's handed the backpack off. Stay with him.

I have eyes on the bag.

My bad. Désolé, désolé!

Police! C'est la police!

Vincent! What the hell happened at the market?

Now, we have a dead arms dealer and a civilian in the hospital

with concussion!

I get you both transferred to the task force

and this is how you repay me?

It was a genuine mistake. Very similar backpacks.

- Similar backpacks, huh? -Yeah.

Three. Two.

Close your eyes.

- What is it? - You have call. It's Jacob Pearce.

- Are you sure it's him? - He says he sent you an email.

Put him through.

Hello?

I've just been reading the KMI's annual report.

You're making a fortune selling weapons to very bad people.

What do you want?

Hard to put a price on the lives of 23 men.

Six years of imprisonment and torture.

One hundred million euros should just about cover it.

You want me to pay you 100 million euros?

That's the same profit you made supplying weapons

to the Afghan Government. Seems fair to me.

Why would I pay you anything?

Because if you don't, I'll start killing people you know until you do.

And then we'll all see how much value you place on the lives

of your family, your friends, and your colleagues.

I have a sniper on a rooftop somewhere in Paris.

He's gonna kill someone very close to you

unless you agree to pay me the money I ask.

Don't let them leave the house and keep them away from the windows.

I wonder who it will be. It could be anyone.

But if you pay me, they will live.

Your family's safe.

You're bluffing. I'm not paying you a single euro.

Well, that was a mistake.

I did say it would be someone very close to you.

There's a link in the email I sent you.

Click on that when you're ready to pay.

Pearce is threatening to keep killing

Moulin's family and friends until he pays up.

Do we know why Pearce is targeting Moulin?

A minister in the Afghan government stole some money

that was supposed to pay for a hospital.

Pearce kidnapped the Minister and held him hostage

until the money was returned. The Afghans were furious.

They threatened to cancel a defence contract with Moulin's company.

So, Moulin put pressure on Philippe to betray Pearce to the Taliban?

You think Moulin bribed Philippe?

Moulin denies it, but I think he's lying.

He's given us a list of his family and friends.

We're warning anyone who may be a target.

We've been scanning the CCTV from the area.

This is from the street next to the market.

And this is from the building the sniper fired from.

It's the same guy.

We're looking for a silver Citroen C5 Saloon. Licence plate JI-129-WH.

I want every police unit in Paris looking for this car.

You want to start?

There was one guard, he said his name was Hassan.

You could see in his eyes he enjoyed inflicting pain on others.

Some days he would beat me, torture me, rape me.

Other days, he would just want me to hold him.

Some of the media are sympathetic.

It feels like we're losing a PR battle with a terrorist.

Philippe Bardin, Rowan Alexander and Pascal Moulin

betrayed me and my men to the Taliban.

My men...

all my men,

were murdered for political and financial gain.

Thank you.

- Do I get one of those? - No.

You get one of these.

We got a hit on the licence plate. The car park on Rue Clauzel.

OK, received. We're coming.

They're saying anyone who knows Pascal could be a target.

I don't know.

They said we should leave the city. I'll pick you up from work.

Lose the siren.

I know. We should have gone on that cruise.

I know it's too late, Eleanor.

Yes, I'll hurry.

I have to go, someone keeps calling me.

I have to go, OK?

- Paul Blanchet? - Yes, who's this?

I'm from the anti-terrorism task force.

- What is this? - We believe your life is in danger...

- Allo? Monsieur Blanchet? -

Zara!

This is embarrassing.

You okay?

Why were you discharged from the army?

I read your service record. It said you disobeyed orders.

You read my service record?

Yeah. If I'm gonna work with someone, I need to know who they are.

And I can find out anyway, so you may as well tell me.

We were in the hills, watching a compound.

I... I see a Boko Haram commander arriving.

I light the target with a laser and call in an airstrike.

But then, his family arrived.

The kids are running around, laughing.

I radio it in, but they don't call off the strike.

So, I redirect the laser to a derelict building.

The missiles go in.

And the only thing they kill is a goat.

And they kicked you out?

I need to go meet a friend. Can you drop me off?

Yeah, sure.

- Your friend is in there? - Yeah. It's all good.

See you tomorrow!

- Hey, hey. Thea. - Mmm.

Thea? Hello, my love.

- Hello. - Hey, how are you doing?

Hey, beautiful.

I told you not to wait.

Don't.

Sorry.

That's right.

I'm gonna close the door.

Should we take these off?

Come on, my love.

Love you.

She keeps telling me she's quit.

I mean, I get mad at her, but I'm lying to her too, you know?

- She doesn't know what I do. - You've never told her?

She's an addict.

I'm risking my job just being with her.

And yeah, I know I should leave her.

I love her.

So, yeah, now you know my personal life is a total mess.

Well, I'm going home to an empty flat

to drink a warm beer because my fridge is broken.

- So... - Okay.

Suddenly, my life doesn't seem so bad.

You want me to stay?

Uh, I think we've done enough sharing for one night.

See ya.

Hey, uh... Thanks.

You're welcome.

- Bonjour. - Bonjour.

- How did you sleep? - Yeah, okay.

How long until we can go out again?

I don't know. When it's safe.

This guy - Jacob Pearce.

- Why is he coming after you? - It's complicated.

I'm not a little kid. You can tell me.

Sometimes you do things you're not proud of.

All that really matters to me is that you and your mum are safe.

It's Gisele.

- Are you OK? - Yes.

I hardly slept.

I spoke to Eleanor...

She blames me for what happened to Paul.

How many more of our friends have to die?

Pascal, it's only money.

Give him what he wants.

For God's sake, just give him the money.

- I need to see you. - I can't.

- It's important. - What is it?

I'm pregnant.

- I need to see you. - Where?

Jardin des Grands Explorateurs, 30 minutes.

-Bonjour. - Bonjour.

You okay?

Yup.

- How's Thea? - She was still asleep when I left.

What are you gonna do?

- Right now? - Hmm.

I'm gonna focus on my job and pretend my girlfriend isn't a drug addict.

That seems healthy.

Can I see you tonight?

Everything okay?

Yeah.

Zara, Vincent, come here.

Shut the door.

I just spoke with my contact at the CIA.

A few weeks after Pearce was rescued, he checked himself out

of the military hospital and flew to Pakistan.

While Pearce was in Lahore,

someone planted an explosive device under his car.

What about the CIA? They know who was responsible?

- That's all they've got. - Someone was trying to stop Pearce

revealing how he was betrayed to the Taliban?

You think it could be Philippe Bardin?

Maybe. I talked with the Security Services.

They're claiming they don't know anything about it.

I mean, the Security Services aren't gonna admit they're responsible

- unless they have to. - Mmm-hmm.

Pearce wasn't using his car that day.

An Afghan national, Amina Sayyid,

and her two children were killed in the explosion.

Was he in a relationship with her?

It looks that way, yes.

Well, it certainly explains why Pearce is so pissed.

Joel?

Joel?

Joel?

His dad has a tracker on his phone.

He's at Jardin des Grands Explorateurs.

I'll go around the other side.

Does anyone have eyes on him?

I see him. Green hoodie, black cap.

I've got him.

Joel!

Police! Out of the way!

I think he's in the red tower, do you see him?

I don't have a shot.

Okay. You see the ice cream cart?

I see it.

You need to break cover and run for it.

You want me to run towards him? Are you insane?

The trees will block his view. He'll have to change position,

and I'll have a shot.

You want to stay there?

I'm not loving my options. So, run fast.

I was gonna walk slowly waving my arms.

Give me your hoodie.

Anytime you're ready.

Vincent?

I think he's down.

Drop it! Drop your gun!

Do you ever think that's going to be you lying there,

bleeding out?

I try not to think about it.

How's that going?

They're here.

Mon Coeur!

Are you OK? You're not hurt?

Thank you. Thank you.

I love you.

The first time Amina saw me this way, she...

She tried so hard not to cry.

Didn't want to make me feel bad, I guess.

Said it didn't matter what I looked like.

Didn't change anything, how she felt about me.

How she felt about us.

Very strange.

If anyone else would have said that, I wouldn't have believed them,

but she was very honest.

She was very kind.

Thank you.

Pascal Moulin just clicked on the link in the email you sent.

It seems like he's ready to pay.

Huh.

My people need to know before we do anything.

Don't want to upset them now, do we?

No, you really don't.

You know, this kind of operation costs serious money.

How is Pearce funding it? He hasn't got a pot to piss in.

Pot to piss in?

It means someone who's broke.

Must be getting the money from somewhere.

The IT guys hacked the sniper's burner phone.

Pearce was messaging instructions.

One of the messages refers to a guy called Cedric Duval.

- Who is he? - Don't know. Trying to identify him.

Thanks.

Pascal Moulin paid the money to Pearce.

I know.

- You think he was wrong to do it? - I don't know.

It must seem like a small price for him. To protect his family.

I'm sorry, I can't.

I can't.

I can't sit here like an idiot

and pretend that I don't have feelings for you.

Why did you make me come?

Why did you make me come?

- Okay. - Vincent. Vincent!

What?

During the attack on the Embassy

I thought you might be dead.

I couldn't bear it.

- I don't want to live like this... - Live like what?

If you love someone, you should be with them.

We decided there were lots of reasons we couldn't be together.

Hmm?

None of them matter, not really.

Maybe you feel differently?

No.

I want to kiss you but I'm not sure I should.

You've kissed me lots of times before.

We are going to the market.

Is there anything you need?

No. No. No, thank you.

Not today.

What is it? Jacob?

I...

I never thought I'd see you again.

I won't be long.

No.

Is there any way you guys can stop drinking all the coffee?

Talk to the guys on the next shift.

I'm sure they'd love to hear your feedback.

Ah.

- Where is your family? - They're sleeping.

- We'd better not wake them, then. - I paid you.

- I paid you! - Let's go.

This is a message to the others.

I can't be bought. I can't be negotiated with.

And I'm coming for them.

Understand me?

Coming for all of them.

Jacob?

Go.