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This programme contains some violent scenes.

Your husband and the boy will die. Harry! I can't... Kill the man. No! This is all your fault, Harry!

If you'd played by the rules, none of this would have happened!

What do you want from me? We've missed you, Ruth.

We've missed you badly. But no-one more than Harry.

We need to talk. I'm glad you said that.

What is that? Malcolm's replacement.

I'm the agency's Liaison Officer, so here we are...

liaising.

Hey, Lucas.

My boss. Samuel Walker.

I've been approached. By whom? An American contact. Somebody high up.

He had great concerns about a plot to challenge the world order as we know it.

He was scared, Harry.

Follow me, sir.

What's Ros' status?

She's inside posing as part of Ashenden's security.

What about the bug? She's just about to drop it in.

Heading for main meeting room.

I always thought the Bendorf Group was just a conspiracy theory.

Not only does it exist, its meetings dictate policy to half the governments on the planet.

Including ours. Between them, the eight members control 75% of the world's natural resources.

I don't think any of our votes can compete with that.

I was thinking maybe I go to law school or something.

I have to say I'm surprised, Nina.

Your wanting a desk job, working for me.

Yes. As I said, uncle, people change.

Your father would be proud.

DOORBELL RINGS

Oh, I think it's for me. I said to my friends to pick me up here.

It could be my driver, Nina. I'm nearly ready.

Yes, it's for me.

GUNSHOTS

Mr Gevitsky.

Can I call you Leon? Is it Lay-on or Lee-on?

Come, come... Nina? Relax, Leon.

Just think of this as a chance to get to know your little niece a bit better.

On se casse!

Go, go, go on. Get out.

Any news of Leon?

Er, he should be here shortly.

Bug in place.

Is it working? Clear as a bell. Keep me updated.

I know, we've all been hit by the recession, but...

The public may not like us,

but you can't have a global economy without leadership.

GUNSHOTS RING OUT, PEOPLE SCREAM

Ros, what's going on? We have a security breach.

At least five of them. Heavily armed.

Everybody, down on your knees!

On your knees.

HE SHOUTS ORDERS

GUNSHOT

On your knees. I said everybody!

I'm going in. I'm losing comms.

Harry! Gunmen have stormed the Bendorf, Ros has cut contact.

Get her back on the line.

Come, come, come.

Stop.

Anything? She's gone. Shall I call back-up?

We can't. Officially this meeting doesn't even exist.

Check everywhere. Make sure we haven't missed anyone.

Come, come!

Get Lucas and Jo over there.

Lucas, we need you on the ground. Code alert red.

Down on the floor against that wall. Depeche-toi! Come on!

- What the hell is this place? - Panic room.

Go on, sit! Sit!

Down! Sit! Rudy, the lift.

It's manually controlled. There's no override.

Now the only way anyone can get down here is if we let them.

You can thank your dear host and his prophetic paranoia

which led him to getting this splendid bunker put in place.

Not exactly what you had in mind when you had it built, huh?

What do you want?

Why don't we all make ourselves comfortable, hmm?

And play a round of Who Doesn't Want To Be A Dead Billionaire?

It must be there somewhere.

Pull up old traffic camera footage from around the building.

Jo.

ELEVATOR BEEPS THEN BUZZES

Yeah, well, find me the Home Secretary and tell him I'd like to speak to him urgently.

'Tariq, get me the plans to this building.' I'm on it.

Whatever ransom they ask for will make winning the lottery look like small change.

We need to find out who they are.

You're all flustered.

Yes, well, that happens sometimes. Such as when a group of armed thugs

kidnap eight of the wealthiest and most politically powerful men on the planet.

And on my first day back. You shouldn't have.

Either that or a basket of muffins. Oh, no, you really shouldn't have.

Someone's grabbed the Bendorf Group. Yes.

They've also got Ros. Is she OK? We've no idea. We don't even know where they are. Harry...

These are the floor plans for Ashenden's house.

Look at this - there's no tunnel going anywhere.

Just this big space here. I think he's got an underground rumpus room. Rumpus room? Panic room.

An underground bunker. That must be where they're holding them. Get the plans to Lucas and Jo.

If Ros is down there, she'll be without comms or support.

Who else knows? Just us. Good. Cos once this gets out, you'll get

a lot of angry calls from some very powerful people. You come with me.

Take a seat.

Open it.

Welcome back to the world of the living.

It's a bit odd

being back here.

After everything that's happened.

Yes. I know. I'm sorry.

I hadn't intended this to happen on your first day.

But Ros? Ros wasn't put in there because of any perceived threat.

We had no idea anything was in the offing.

I sent her in there because of something the Home Secretary asked me to look into quietly.

Which is?

Some rumblings he heard from an American contact.

Dangerous rumblings.

A high-powered meeting in Switzerland.

Talk of the need for change. Change can be good.

Not this change.

I thought the Bendorf Group might be involved.

Hence Ros. Hence Ros.

Although she has no idea of the exact reason she was put in there.

As does no-one else here. Except you.

I'm going to need you today, Ruth.

I damn well hope so.

MOBILE PHONE RINGS

The fun begins.

'Harry.' Home Secretary, we have a situation with the Bendorf Group.

What do you mean, a situation? They've been taken hostage by armed terrorists. What, all of them?

We believe so, yes. Ros Myers is with them.

You do realise who we're dealing with? Those men have the power

to influence political decisions that can affect the country. We're doing everything we can.

A DRILL WHINES

Whoa! Whoa! Calm down, huh? You'll get your chance, Ninotchka.

I don't know how much they're paying, but look around!

Whatever you're getting, we can do much better.

We can double it. Triple it.

Watch and learn, Leon.

Today, you will see the true cost and the true value of money.

The world is changing.

We are not all for sale any more.

Some of us have woken up.

Rudy, how are we doing? Almost ready.

DRILLING CONTINUES

'Tell me about this lift.'

It goes 15 metres down into a panic room, which is sealed in reinforced concrete.

'The lift's the only way in or out.' We need to know who's in there.

Get Harry to authorise a satellite thermal sweep of the building. Tariq,

there must be a phone to call out. Some kind of emergency secure line.

Tariq's running a GPS on telecoms. We'll pick up every line within 100 yards.

Let's get set up. MOBILE PHONE RINGS

Yeah? Hey. You left early.

Well, you know how it is. Evil masterminds to defeat.

Shame.

I was hoping you could come play hooky with me?

Listen, maybe now's not the time. 'Why? What's going on?'

I've gotta go.

So the thermal image should tell us who's alive.

We know there are eight Bendorf members.

There's Ros, the security staff. There are at least 25 people down there.

What are they doing? Tariq, can you enhance screen right?

Looks like they're drilling something into the structural columns.

They're rigging the building with explosives.

Harry, I've managed to break the encryption around Ashenden's CCTV.

The footage shows who arrived for the meeting.

That's BS Cheng, China's $60 billion man.

Then we get Simeon Tarasovich, Russian steel magnate,

Thomas Mickelson... Ah, yes. New York's finest.

Big player in oil and gas. Are all eight members of the Bendorf accounted for?

Yes. Gevitsky was the last to arrive. Do we know how the terrorists got in?

Yeah. Through Gevitsky. More specifically his niece, Nina.

The others? I've ID'd the leader as Finn Lambert. 32. French origin.

He doesn't care whether we see who he is or not.

Never a good sign. Lambert's been on file for years.

Cautioned at the G20 protests. Arrested last year for vandalising the property of a disgraced banker.

A regular anti-capitalist crusader, then? He's more than that.

His parents were involved with a French left-wing terror group called Action Directe.

He's been going to protests since he was in nappies.

At 17, he won scholarships to Oxford and the Sorbonne,

but was thrown off every course for arguing with tutors. His sidekicks?

The guy with the heavy arms is Rudy Korn. He's a prodigy.

Won gold at the Moscow Maths Olympiad two years ago. He and Lambert have been

inseparable since university. We're running checks on the others. Lambert may be bright,

but it doesn't explain how he went from small-time protester to storming the Bendorf in under than a year.

What about the room? One way in, the lift, which they've disabled and control from the inside.

They didn't skimp on the specs - carbon fibre doors, reinforced springing. Rock solid. The walls?

16 inches of reinforced concrete all around.

Picture them in one of those big walk-in safes in a Swiss bank.

That's what we're dealing with.

Hang on. The phone line in the bunker. We have the number.

DRILLING CONTINUES

That's the last one? Yes.

How long? Three minutes. Good.

Bye-bye Hampstead, hey?

DRILLING RESUMES

TELEPHONE RINGS

RINGING CONTINUES

My name's Simon Rose. I'm authorised to speak to you on behalf of the British Government.

What do you want? How do you know we want anything?

You're holding innocent people. I guess it's not a slumber party.

Innocent.

Is that what you would call them? Well, what would you call them?

Have you ever heard of a village in Somalia called Marwandjama?

No, I haven't.

That's a shame.

Because a year ago, 280 people died there

because someone in this room decided that their lives were worth less than it cost

to build a waste treatment plant at his refinery up river from it.

You call that innocent?

'I'm sure it's more complicated than that.' No, it's simple.

1% of the world's population controls 95% of its wealth

and, for 40 years, nobody's had the balls to do anything about it.

Why don't you tell me what you want?

Maybe some pizzas later. In the meantime, if we need anything... you'll be the first to know.

We're good to go.

Mr Mickelson...

..if you would like to join us, please?

Please, join us!

Harry. Some of the blogs we've been monitoring.

Protest blogs, anti-globalisation rants, you know the spec.

They've been going haywire the last 10 minutes. Saying?

About staying tuned for... Hang on, there's another one.

It's directing traffic to a website.

OK, not exactly Facebook numbers, but impressive nevertheless.

Everyone's posting links and they all connect to the same web cast.

OK, it's loading.

OK.

A lot of you will be familiar with this gentleman.

Our first guest, Thomas Mickelson.

Born 17th of November 1951 in Rye, New York.

Graduated from Yale, summa cum laude, 1972,

followed by an MBA from Wharton three years later.

Currently ranked by Forbes as number 23 in the world's rich list.

Interests ranging from...

Well, pretty much everything. Oh.

This is his mansion in Greenwich, Connecticut.

This is his yacht and his other yacht and...

Yes, this is another yacht. What the hell are they doing?

They're putting him on trial, Harry, with the whole world watching.

Can you stop this? I'm still trying to figure out how they're doing it.

Can't you disable them?

These guys are smart. They're server-jumping.

They set up thousands of mirror websites around the globe using hundreds of different servers.

Every time you shut down one IP address, the website's already active using another.

Can we shut down the servers? They're shuttling the connection five times a second.

You'd need to close the web. I didn't think it was possible on that scale.

And this is his personal plane, which he uses to get from one to the other.

But Mr Mickelson's boy's toys and other trappings of ultra-wealth

are not what we are here to talk about. No.

We are more interested in how Mr Mickelson makes the money to keep himself so amused.

And what the consequences of his actions are on the mere mortals of this world.

Shall we begin?

How about we start with...cobalt mining

and its role in keeping the murderous civil war raging in central Africa,

causing the deaths of hundreds and thousands of innocent civilians

and your company's relationship to a militia which goes by

the very deceptive moniker of The Free Africa Militia?

I don't know what you're talking about.

I don't have any relationship with these people. Tommy, Tommy, Tommy...

Are you really going to do that?

Are you really going to lie through your teeth with all these thousands of people watching?

I know, wait...

Don't answer that.

Have a look at Exhibit A. These reports from human rights groups

and this one from UNIFIL's regional director for central Africa.

And these internal emails from executives in your company that...

Whoa! ..leave very little to the imagination.

For those of you watching, the links now on your screen

will take you to where you can download these documents and more for you to read for yourselves.

So what do you say, Tommy-boy?

Do you want to take another stab at answering my question?

I'm a businessman operating in an unstable region.

My company run development and education programmes.

We have an outstanding record sheltering civilians from the worst of local conflicts.

We are part of the solution.

Bullshit!

Not all documents are coming through - heavy traffic. Many people want to see them.

They've e-mails between Mickelson and the US state department.

One practically authorises backing a coup in central Africa.

Who could've got Lambert that information? I don't know.

I wouldn't want to be in CIA headquarters when the White House calls.

SIRENS BLARE

I thought you should know, the whole of Washington has ground to a halt. Everybody is watching.

'The President has ordered me to work with you...' We're already doing all we can.

You'll see me in five minutes.

MOBILE PHONE RINGS

Home Secretary. 'We have to find a way to end this, Harry.'

This is a highly sophisticated act of terrorism.

I know, but you need to end it. The CIA called. They know it's happening on British soil.

Every skeleton in the Pentagon's cupboard is being exhumed and paraded for public consumption.

We can't take the rap for that. 'I understand.'

'Why don't we move on to another one of your little ventures?'

One in which your very generous involvement is not something you'd want advertised.

I'm talking about The Foundation for a Greener Planet, hmm?

It's kind of bizarre that it's being funded by you,

considering he is one of the world's biggest oil and gas barons.

But the name doesn't quite reflect what your little foundation does, does it?

Does it?! Well, the Foundation for a Greener Planet is committed

to clarifying the debate on climate change.

Your group pumps out disinformation that discredits global warming and does everything it can

to frame it as theory rather than fact. It IS a theory!

Not that long ago, people were saying we were heading for another ice age.

Climate change will cost millions of lives and all you can think about is money?

Can you not see the obscenity of this, huh?!

I checked immigration databases. And? Lambert has been out of the country a lot over this year.

Most notably, two long stints in Russia, where, not surprisingly,

the trail ends, thanks to a spectacularly unhelpful FSB.

Not an unusual pilgrimage for an aspiring Bolshevik. He flew First Class. Ah.

So these are the antics of a rebel trustafarian?

He doesn't have a penny to his name. Then what? A benefactor.

An offshore company, of course. Of course.

But the lawyer who set it up is based here. Look into it.

And Ruth? Yes, Harry?

Good to have you back. It's good to be back.

So...there you have it. The case for the prosecution.

The life and times of a modern-day robber baron laid out in all its glory.

Does the defendant have anything to add?

This is insane. What about our Malaria immunisation programmes -

all the work we've been doing getting anti-virals to the population?

You know how much money we lose by subsidising the drugs we hand out over there?

Just because you help an old lady to cross the road does not give you the right to rape somebody else!

You have heard our evidence and Mr Mickelson has given his point of view.

It is now for you to decide...

whether this man is innocent or if he is guilty.

Of mass murder.

Of profiteering.

Of basically trampling over everything and anyone that

gets in the way of his insatiable desire for power and money.

There should be two voting buttons appearing on your screen right now.

One says guilty. The other not guilty.

You have 20 minutes to review the evidence and cast your vote.

You can be the jury for once.

My God, they're doing it. People are actually voting.

If we can't stop this, can't we at least hack in and change the outcome?

The voting software is virus-protected.

When I try to intercept, it fires off a shut-down code to my terminal.

If that gets into my hard-drive, it could destroy the MI5 mainframe.

OK...there are some early figures coming in.

Guilty - 2,153.

Not guilty - 174.

Guilty - 3,892.

Not guilty - 984.

'Guilty - 17,341.

'Not guilty - 4,015.

'Guilty - 42,191. Not guilty...'

7,280.

OK, final figures, the polls are closed.

Guilty - 98,327...

Is this what you call justice!? You sit! Shut up!

Stay down. You be quiet!

Guilty - 98,327.

Not guilty - 11,479.

The people have spoken.

It only remains for me to...pass sentence.

Don't...

Please don't do this. I...

GUNSHOT

HE PANTS

HE LAUGHS

The choice...

Your fate is in your hands.

Lying...

Denying what we can prove will not help your cause.

Tell the truth, on the other hand,

apologise,

lay it all out plain and use this camera as your confession booth...

..and maybe,

just maybe these good people out there will see fit...

Fit to forgive.

Stay tuned.

We'll be right back.

Don't.

Please don't do this, I...

They're going to kill them all.

I don't want this turning into even more of a media frenzy than it already is.

The fact that this is taking place in London hasn't been made public yet, has it? Er, no.

But, um, the press will figure it out before the next trial kicks off.

What are you doing to stop this? The situation is delicate.

The group have explosives. What are you doing to stop it?!

We have an officer inside.

And?

Do you realise how this is going down?

The anti-American lobby is dancing a jig.

US policy in Africa is in tatters!

Our administration has been doing everything possible

to improve America's reputation and this is dragging us

right back into the Bush years! With respect! We had nothing to do with creating this situation

or the documents this group are exposing. I don't give a shit!

It's happening on your patch! If you're not competent enough to deal with it, we will.

I'm confident we will halt everything before the next trial.

Then let me be clear. If you can't, and if the only way we can

is by locating and launching an air strike on this outrage, then that is what will happen.

I understand.

Moscow and Beijing feel exactly the same.

Of course.

You didn't expect it to feel like that, did you?

You don't know what I was expecting.

Who's Gevitsky, Nina?

Is he your uncle?

My uncle will be fine.

Nothing will happen to him as long as he tells the truth.

Right.

You really believe that?

Yes.

I know it.

Just like you know you were delivering justice on Thomas Mickelson.

Lambert says Thomas Mickelson

had more blood on his hands than Idi Amin.

He wiped out whole villages whenever it suited his interests.

He deserved to die.

And what about my colleagues outside?

Those bodies that you stepped over to get in here?

They were protecting a corrupt elite.

Two of those bodyguards had children, Nina.

The Bendorf Group have caused misery on a global scale.

Because your courts and your governments as so weak,

so easily bribed, so feeble, we have had to act.

You heard the votes come in. The whole world agrees.

They want this group to pay for the mess we're in.

And...whatever harm we do, it is a tiny fraction

of what these people have been inflicting on us for years!

You keep telling yourself that, Nina.

THEY TALK QUIETLY AND LAUGH

Oh, la-la! Cherchez une chambre!

Home Secretary. Talk to me, Harry. We've made a breakthrough. Something which may help us shut this down.

The next trial is about to begin.

We can't allow it to go ahead.

What are you saying? What do you think?

Storming would be suicide. I won't do it.

I'm ordering you to do it. There is one entrance.

It's a lift shaft, the room's rigged with explosives.

If we go in, it'll be a bloodbath. And I've got Ros Myers in there.

'I'm sorry, Harry. This is hard for everyone.'

But if you won't order it, I will do it myself.

Goodbye.

They're never going to let us get out of here alive now.

Here. If they storm the bunker.

One click and we all go up together.

Let's just get through the next three trials.

The whole planet will be watching. They'll have to do whatever we ask.

We're making history, Rudy.

Just like we said we would.

Don't forget that.

My boss has spoken to the Home Secretary.

Everybody agrees you've no choice but to storm that building.

If we do that, everyone dies.

The only way to stop this is to get to Lambert's backers.

Even if I knew, I doubt this is the time to follow the money trail

and I don't have the authorisation to give up assets.

Everyone seems very concerned with the Bendorf Group, but not about getting them out alive.

If those trials aren't crushed, it'll be like a green light to every wannabe Che Guevara out there.

It'll be like '68 all over again, except this time the radicals

had a ten-year master class from al-Qaeda on how terror really works. We have the money trail.

We know Lambert is connected to this lawyer Benson, who doesn't seem to be doing much lawyering.

And if we can come up with this much information in such a short time, I shudder to think

what the combined resources of the world's media will find once we tip them off about Benson.

Are you blackmailing us?

Ruth.

Sure.

Wait.

Tim Benson's a corrupt lawyer.

I think we deduced that. He has one client. Who?

This guy's really important to us, Harry. He's a major European asset.

He's also our only chance of making sure no-one else dies.

His name's Vadim Robinov.

Thank you.

MOBILE VIBRATES Harry.

Lambert is being backed by Vadim Robinov.

Robinov? So what's a billionaire oligarch doing in league with a Marxist revolutionary like Lambert?

I don't know, but you need to find out.

Now? This is our last chance, Lucas, time's running out.

Go. I'm on my way.

Why would Robinov fund Lambert?

To wipe out the competition?

The man's already worth more than 20 billion.

What if Robinov wasn't just out to grab some other oligarch's oil fields?

What if he was after something much bigger?

Explain? If Lambert can make Gevitsk and Tarasovich spill their guts...

embarrass their patrons like this...

It could cause a popular backlash in Russia and even help bring down the government.

Do you think Lambert's idealistic crew know what this is really about?

I doubt it. But if they did, if they knew they were being played...

They might turn against Lambert. How do we get this information to Ros?

It would have to come straight from the horse's mouth.

We've no time for subtlety here, Ruth.

Speak to Jo and tell her the situation.

CO19 have arrived. They're preparing to move in.

But what about Ros? She's still down there, Ruth.

CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYS

So...what does everyone think?

Shall our good host go next? Hm?

Or, er, maybe, er, your uncle has a few things to get off his chest? That OK with you?

Fine.

What do you say, Leon? Do you want to try your luck?

Stick to the original plan.

You. Up.

Sit, sit!

You've had your say. Stop staring at me.

Where does a group of revolutionaries get the money to pay for all those guns and explosives?

Stop asking questions.

Where do they get the money?

One more word and I will tell Finn to shoot you and throw you down beside Mickelson, OK?

It'll be your uncle next, Nina.

So?

So what? He's just like the rest of them.

What're you going to do when they're all dead?

That's not going to happen.

Nina...

Don't let Finn make you do something you'll regret for the rest of your life.

You're very pretty. You don't speak Russian?

Harry, I'm in Robinov's.

This is our last chance, Lucas. The next trial is starting.

Hey! Who the hell are you?!

I said, who are you? WOMEN SCREAM

Tell me about the Bendorf Group and Finn Lambert! Stop!

Stop!

Why are you backing him? I don't know who you mean.

All right! All right. I'll tell you!

We have a mutual interest. In what?

Change.

Gevitsky, Tarasovich - they are a virus destroying Russia from the inside.

You want to take them out to scramble a few more feet up the greasy pole? No.

This is about progress, democratisation.

What about Lambert?

All right. I met him at a political seminar in Moscow.

We disagreed about what should happen afterwards,

but we knew the old guard had to go. How convenient for you.

No. For just making money, it's better that things stay the same.

But I know that someone needs to do something.

Argh!

Anyone can see the mess our world is in.

You really think the men who created it should stay in charge to get us out of it?

HE SCREAMS IN PAIN

I doubt a Baader-Meinhof groupie waving around the AK you gave him will change anything!

Do not underestimate Finn Lambert. He will not be stopped.

Let's put that to the test, shall we? No, please!

Stop, please!

You set him up, you can call him off.

HE TAPS MOBILE KEYPAD

Tariq, I'm with Robinov. Patch me through to Lambert.

TELEPHONE RINGS

Speak. Finn, it's me.

What do you want?

I've been watching what you've been doing. It's excellent work.

What?! We've only just started!

You've sent a message. The whole world has seen. Now, I want to rethink the rest of our plan.

'I can help to get you out of there.'

D'accord.

Who put you up to this, Vadim?

MI5?

I funded you. I backed you, Finn. Now I'm ordering you to stop!

You can tell them, we will not stop.

Tell them CO19 are going to storm the place and everyone will die.

Listen to me, Finn.

I have been warned that there are armed storm troopers above ground.

'Unless you back down now, everyone in that bunker will be killed.

'Are you listening to me?!'

This is your last chance to get out of there alive!

Tant pis.

What?! What was that? What did they want?

They're scared, they know we will never stop.

Are we ready? Yeah, go.

We will be moving a little more swiftly through these trials.

Sir Robin. I know that I talk for a lot of people when I say I am in awe of your business methods.

TELEPHONE RINGS Home Secretary.

I'm calling as a courtesy to inform you that I have personally ordered CO19 to storm the bunker.

You're signing the death warrant of everyone in there. I have no choice!

..huge chunks of the South American rainforest bulldozed.

Thousands of indigenous tribes people forced into shanty towns.

Even the murder of troublesome activists. Tell me...

..why do you even deserve a proper trial?

You seem reticent, Sir Robin.

You should know that people usually take silence as an admission of guilt.

I may not have a perfect record, but I will not dignify your repulsive bullying with an answer.

How noble.

Now why don't we try again?

Something more simple. Did you or did you not personally finance

the imprisonment and assassination of people who obstructed your business interests in South America?

You don't frighten me.

Now, Sir Robin. This is your final chance to defend yourself. Allez!

It seems that your allotted time has elapsed.

Jesus, Finn! What?!

Justice!

That is what you said!

Not murder!

This is the only justice that these people deserve.

Are you going to stand in its way?

No, no, no. No.

'Harry, Robinov's lost control of Lambert. The comms are down.'

Harry, it's over, they're preparing to move in.

Nina. Nina, he is insane. He's gonna do the same thing to every single person here.

You have to help me. What can I do? You have to help me.

I can't. Reactivate the lift. Do it!

I can't! Do it!

Wait.

Something's happening to the lift. The lift's working. This is our chance.

Jo...go in there, tell them what we know. Try to turn Lambert's groups against him

before he blows the whole place up and everyone with it. I'm moving in.

It is my unfortunate responsibility to pass sentence on your crimes.

And as you know... the sentence is death.

Stop! GUNSHOT

Nina!

This isn't right.

LIFT WHIRRS You activated the lift.

Ninotchka?

Don't shoot! Don't shoot! I'm unarmed! I'm unarmed!

Finn's been working with Robinov from the start.

All the money, all the planning came from him.

Tell me that's not true.

Finn!

We had to fund this somehow.

We made it here.

We made it in here, didn't we?

How could you? He's worse than they are. Robinov?!

We are using him.

To do what we want.

We can still do this. No, we can't.

No. That's it, we're done. It's over.

GUNSHOT

A SECOND GUNSHOT

GUNSHOT

Thank you.

Harry.

SHE SOBS

There was a riot in North Kent earlier this morning.

One detainee escaped.

This man. What's he saying?

I think it's someone's name. Mine.

Lucas. He tortured you for four years. I'm fine.

Was she the only reason you returned?

What do you mean? You know what I mean.

He's dropped his wire. What is he doing?

He is deliberately trying to lose us.

I'm out. Now we talk.

A bomb. In London.

Estimated loss of life, 3,000 people.

Someone in the CIA suspects you of being a double agent!

A variation of Stockholm syndrome - you're somehow still in love with your captor, but no longer captive.

Well, they'd be wrong! What is he doing to you?

Lucas, you told me you were in control of this.

Give me the money. You give me the code.

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