All language subtitles for The Game-1x4

I have information
about a major KGB operation.

I have a name. As time goes on,

I will have more -
each a retired or inactive agent.

How are you given the names?

A dead letter drop.

You debriefed Arkady.
You're inclined to believe him?

It all sounds damn fishy to me.

I mean, he's broken enough legs
to make colonel in the KGB

but he's going to turn his back
on the whole lot

because he fancies a trip to Harrods?

Erm, my period, just now...

J0E: You never had any problem
shooting an unarmed woman.

She was a traitor.

Which reminds me,
what do they know about you?

60% of what's here
is highly accurate intelligence.

The other 40-odd% is fabricated.

They wanted to send us
on a wild-goose chase.

They sacrificed incomplete intel
to convince us the name was real.

To distract us.

Unless... what they're really planning
is far more dangerous

than anything we've imagined so far.

BOBBY: It was misdirection from the start.

Comrade Arkady feeds us
some nonsense about defecting

and a secret heinous plot to keep us busy

while the real Operation Glass
plays out elsewhere.

DADDY: Joe...

You were his first point of contact.
What were your observations?

He was disillusioned,

determined. He was definitely scared,

you know, but I don't know.

Maybe he was afraid of us, not them.

A fairly crucial distinction.

What happened to "he tugged his left
earlobe so we can trust him implicitly"?

I can't be certain.

- So we bring him in. We have to.
- No.

Moscow don't yet know
we've uncovered their deception.

As far as they're concerned,
Arkady Malinov is still in play.

- But clearly we can't trust him.
- But we can use him.

Shadow him,

search his flat.

We need to know who we are dealing with.

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He was checking a private mailbox.
Fourth row down,

fourth from the right. Whatever
he was expecting, it wasn't there.

SARAH: He's clearly been receiving secret
communications via this mailbox.

BOBBY: So while he was keeping us busy

with the ads in The Times,

turns out he was getting
his real instructions elsewhere.

Then it would seem safe to assume

that Arkady has been in on the deception
from the start.

He knew his role
was to create a smokescreen,

but that may still be all he knows.

The flat?

The team looked at everything

in Arkady's flat. We've got copies of
anything potentially interesting

but on first glance it all looks clean.

So, we use him to lead us to his handler,

the next step up the food chain.

SARAH:
We use their own tradecraft against them.

They've already established
the protocol of the classified ads.

"Dear Cousin Andrew."

If we were to place an advert ourselves...

Either he knows Kate Wilkinson was
supposed to be the final name,

in which case he might try
to contact Moscow,

which could lead us to his handler or...

Or he'll follow protocol - contact us,
go to the dead letter drop...

And we give him a name and location.

To what end, exactly?

Well, I can't pretend it would be
much more than a fishing expedition.

But if Arkady thinks
he's meeting a fellow comrade,

he might be persuaded
to let something slip.

Something we might be able to use.

Well, then...

go fish.

J0E: Arkady called in.
He's seen the advert.

He'll collect the name
at the dead letter drop.

All good?

Yeah, a name, a meeting place
and a message.

What was the name?

SARAH: Annabel Reeve.

Research chemist at UCL.

Working on the industrial application
of synthetic organic compounds.

Recruited as a student
by a charismatic professor.

Father dead, mother ailing.

No siblings.

Unmarried but sexually promiscuous.

So, not about to settle down
and have babies, then?

I'd imagine she's too busy bedding half
of Unilever on the orders of the KGB.

Rather her than me.

All set? We want you in situ
before our friend arrives.

- You don't have men in the restaurant?
- No. It'll just be you.

Because it's very small.
If anyone looks out of place...

Don't worry. I'll keep my distance.

It's time.

Ah, you'll be here?

You'll be fine.

OK.

(DOOR BELL JINGLES)

SARAH: Subject sighted.

We're off.

Miss Reeve?

Yes.

I believe we once met
at the conference in Torquay.

Yes. I remember.
The weather was unseasonably warm.

- How nice to see you again.
- Signore?

It's fine, Alfredo.
My friend isn't eating.

Well, I will leave you to your lunch.

Was there nothing else?

I assumed you would understand.

I do.

I was h-hoping...

I am sorry. I'm only the messenger.

No, I know, of course.

But, please,
if I could just talk to you...

just for a moment?

Please?

ARKADY: All right. For a moment.

I won't ask anything I shouldn't.

- I couldn't answer you if you did.
- No.

Of course.

It's...

It's just...

...my dedication and...

and conviction are as strong as ever,

but I'm finding...
(TEARFULLY)... I'm finding it hard...

It's the waiting and the isolation.

I mean, I-I know it has to be this way.

I know the less each of us knows,
the safer it is but, still, I...

You just need to hold on.

It won't be for much longer.

It won't?

You mean?

Because I was told that...
that when you made contact

it would be the endgame.

Yes.

ARKADY:
The operation is progressing as planned.

And you know what that means, don't you?

You've seen the whole picture.

I'm afraid that's all I can tell you.
But trust me,

everything is about to change.

And when it does,

we will all be rewarded.

- So...
- I have to go now.

Do you think...

Might we be able to meet again?

I'm afraid that won't be possible.

Goodbye, Annabel.

Goodbye.

(DOOR BELL JINGLES)

- (DOOR CLOSES)
- Shit!

Everything go OK?

Yes. It was fine.

You were gone for quite a while.

There was a waiter, so I had to stay.

But no problems, no?

No, no. Let's just go, shall we?

Sure.

(LAUGHTER AND CHATTER)

Waterhouse.

Shouldn't you be holed up somewhere
tapping bolshie phone lines?

A man has to eat, Andrew.

Erm, actually I'm glad I ran into you.
Saves me a phone call.

Um, need you to put
a team on standby for me.

I think we may need a spot of backup
in the not so distant.

Hmm, I'm afraid that may not be possible.

How so?

There's the small matter of
a major vice operation, for one thing.

I take it you've heard about this.

Oh, yes, yes, yes.

Now, our liaison chappy, Fenchurch,
was pulled in to lend a hand. Oops.

(LAUGHS) By the bye, erm, we'll need him
with us full time till further notice,

if you can pass that down the line.

No can do, I'm afraid. We need all
the manpower we've got right now.

I don't see why,
if the raid's already taken place.

It's the mere tip of the iceberg, old boy.

There are witness reports
to examine, leads to follow up.

Erm, you live up that way, don't you,
Waterhouse?

No, dear boy.
The mater and I are in Belgravia.

Oh, my mistake.

For some reason,
I always associate you with that area.

Listen, Andrew. Now, this is from on high,

so do what you have to,

but just make sure we have
a dozen officers ready to go.

You can't just commandeer my men.

If you need backup,
you make an official request.

You go through the proper channels.

Yes, because that worked out
so well last time, didn't it(?)

We requested a team
to monitor Kasimir Surikov.

You, however, took it upon yourself
to recall them.

As a result, our man wound up
with a knife in his guts.

For God's sake.

Now, I haven't shared that
particular nugget with Daddy

or your superiors,

but I imagine it'd result in a very
black mark against your name,

would it not? Might rather put
the kibosh on your promotion.

Might even mean a demotion,

knowing how dear old Malcolm
does love a scapegoat.

So let's continue in a spirit
of cooperation, shall we?

There's a good chap.

Yes, I'll tell Fenchurch
he's with us from now on.

How did it go?

Yeah, he stuck to the party line.

"The end is in sight. You'll be rewarded
for your sacrifices."

But he... He's hiding something.

One thing's certain. Whatever
they're up to - it's about to happen.

- Did he say that?
- Yeah.

- Shit.
- MAN: Post for you.

When did the postal strike end?

Er, midnight. 0h, damn, I was supposed
to post our Carol's mum's birthday card.

Good afternoon, sir.

I'm here on behalf of Customs and Excise.

Yeah?

We have reason to believe that

a Russian national has been having black
market goods delivered to this address.

I don't know nothing about that.

I'm going to need to ask you to open
those mailboxes over there for me.

Boxes is locked.

Owners have keys.

- You don't have a copy?
- Uh-uh.

What happens if you place something
in the wrong box by mistake?

Don't make mistakes.

OK.

I'm going to have to come back here with
a police officer and a search warrant.

Okey dokey.

Thank you.

(KETTLE B0ILS)

(TOILET FLUSHES)

(KN0CK AT DO0R)

You needed me?

Come in, Bobby. Please sit.

Andrew has some information
he wishes to share with us.

Oh, yes?

As I say, this is strictly off the record.

We've been given a statement by one
of the rent boys from the heath raid.

In it he refers to a regular punter

who works as some kind of civil servant.

Now, apparently this chap
likes to brag that his work

is of national importance.

Very hush-hush, "tell you,
I'll have to kill you" sort of thing.

Now, of course,
this may be complete fantasy,

but the thing is, he has given us
a very detailed description of this man

and, I'm afraid to say,

he sounds rather like you, Bobby.

Does he really?

Well, now, of course,
this may come to nothing,

but, well, given the inevitable
security concerns that will be raised...

Well, I can of course assure you
I am not the man he is describing.

Anyhow, I just wanted
to give you the lie of the land.

I will leave you with the information
to do with what you will.

Thank you, Andrew.

Oh, and on the other matter -
Kasimir Surikov.

I'll make sure you get a formal report.

It was a bit of an operational breakdown,
but it won't happen again.

Mm-hm.

(DO0R CLOSES)

For the record, I wish to state
that I have never met this person,

and should he provide times and
dates for these alleged encounters,

I shall be able to categorically
disprove his allegations.

I'm sure you shall.

Trouble is,

once these things are out there,

it's not so easy to put them
back into their box now...

...is it?

So, all these other cards
were in Arkady's flat?

Uh-huh. Search team
found them in a drawer.

Now, they were blank, just
thrown in with some other stationery.

I didn't think they were significant
till I found the other one.

And they were all checked
for hidden writing?

Mm-hm. There was nothing.

You said the envelope in the mailbox
had a French postmark?

Rouen. Sent five days ago.

What do you think?

Well, obviously, we don't know
the order they arrived in, but...

if memory serves, we have...

Six Tuscan Poets,

The Five Senses by one of the Bruegels -

the Elder? Possibly the Younger.

Cézanne's Four Bathers.
Three Dancers by Degas.

Two of Raphael's angels.

You said it was a Delaunay in the mailbox?

Premier Disque.

It's a countdown.

Certainly looks that way.

It's hardly usual KGB protocol.

Apart from anything else,
the Party doesn't approve of abstract art.

Joe, Arkady's on the move.

The cards are a countdown.
A man at the hotel just called in.

Arkady's picked up the last one.

- DADDY: Where is he now?
- SARAH: A petrol station

in Elephant and Castle.

J0E: So, whatever the cards
are counting down to...

this must be it.

We still have no idea what it is.

The most obvious scenario is
a rendezvous or exchange of some kind.

The French postmark might indicate
another KGB agent

- entering the country.
- BOBBY: 0r Arkady leaving.

If his work's done here,
maybe they've told him,

"Head for the Continent."

Daddy, I hate to be repetitive,

but the man is our only lead.

We should bring him in now,
get him to talk.

Three cars, three teams of two.
But don't let him out of your sight.

Bobby, you'll provide
intelligence support from this end.

Assuming he has a full tank,
there's no knowing where he's headed.

But whatever happens, we cannot lose him!

- BOBBY: Are we set?
- (GIGGLING)

Just waiting for the radio link.

Good. Then make sure
we can talk to all three cars.

(ALL GIGGLE)

Do you think he's heading for the coast?

Well, he got a message from France
and now we're headed southeast, so...

Sarah, he's taking the next right.

He's all yours.

Roger that.

Subject now headed west on to B2070,

so we can rule out Dover or Folkestone.

Or he could be running a cleaning route.

Either way, the words "wild" and "goose"
are starting to spring to mind.

- It could be Lydd.
- Hmm...

- Sorry?
- Lydd.

He could be heading for the airport.

I thought they'd stopped
running the air ferries.

They still have a passenger service.
My aunt flew from there to Le Touquet.

Sarah, can you hear me?

Receiving.

He's currently on course for
Lydd airfield. Now, you cannot let him

get on a plane. Head him off at
the departure gate if you have to,

but I repeat,
do not let him get on a plane.

If the worst comes to worst,

couldn't we just ask the French
to pick him up at the other end?

Have you ever tried asking
the French to do anything?

Besides,
God knows what passport he's using.

They'd never bloody find him.

Hmph! Sarah!

I need you to monitor the exits.

Are you sure?

Because he did only meet me the once.
Perhaps I could...

TANNOY: The 4.45 flight to Le Touquet
is now ready for boarding.

Can passengers please
make their way to the departure gate?

(ANNOUNCEMENT REPEATS IN FRENCH)

Excuse me. Are there any men
flying alone on this flight?

I'll check.

No single men, I'm afraid.

Thank you.

Jim?

Nothing.

Excuse me, excuse me.

He hasn't gone through yet.

There's no men flying alone
on the manifest.

Well, then, he must be meeting someone.

(INAUDIBLE)

Papa!

Céline and Sylvie Dumarc.

Arkady was a guest lecturer at
the University of Lille six years ago.

Céline was teaching
art history there.

According to Arkady,
they found out she was pregnant

just before he was ordered
by the KGB to return to Britain.

So they got married in secret.

She stayed in France with the baby,

he tried to find a way for them
to be together

without fear of KGB reprisals.

It could be true.

Let's find out.

This is madness.

You lied about your family.

So why should we believe
anything else you've told us?

Because everything I've told you

has played out just as I said it would.

Why were you following me?

The meeting in the restaurant -
what was that?

Some kind of test?

We'll come to that.

Yes, but... why test me at all?

What changed?

What made you think I couldn't be trusted?

We found out Operation Glass was a fake.

I'm sorr...

No, no, I don't understand.

Operation Glass -
the operation you led us to.

It was never meant as
anything more than a distraction.

Something to keep us busy
while the real business

- went on elsewhere.
- No.

No, no, no.

This... (SIGHS) That makes no sense.

You are saying Moscow wanted
you to know about Operation Glass.

But how could they?

They couldn't have known I would defect.

That's rather my point.

It was only after they briefed me...

Once I knew about the operation,
about David Hexton,

that's when I decided.

When I knew
I had something to offer you.

And then what?
Moscow simply changed their plans?

You turned,

and the KGB spontaneously engineered

- an entirely new fictitious operation?
- No.

No, no, no. (SIGHS)

I don't know.

Maybe they were watching Hexton -

maybe that led them to your people

maybe that led them to me.

Or maybe you've been
working for Moscow all along

and it's time to stop the pretence.

You know what this means?

If they have known...

from the beginning, if they have known...

...I was betraying them...

...I'm dead.

I'm already dead.

And yet you appear to be very much alive.

When you thought I was a KGB agent,
you assured me this was the endgame.

That everything would soon be over

- and we'd all be rewarded.
- You were panicking.

I said what I had to.

You know how it works.

J0E: The car's here.

They're ready to go.

Sylvie.

Papa!

CÉLINE: Kasha?

Mon coeur.

(TRANSLATl0N FROM FRENCH)

Allez.

Allez, allez, allez.

(SIGHS)

They've been taken to a safe house.

I'll make sure
they get looked after properly.

Ml5 aren't going to let you see them
until you give me something.

I told you I have nothing to give.

Is there nothing you've held back?

A piece of information, the contact?

Somebody inside the KGB
who you could talk to?

What? I would be dead
as soon as I left this house.

You know, they have a man
who deals with traitors overseas.

Grown men are so afraid of him
they won't even call him by his name.

They just call him 0din.

Odin?

ARKADY: And now they say he's here.

- Where did you hear this?
- From a friend

working at the embassy -
an old comrade from the army.

Bogdan.

He drinks too much,
sometimes talks too much.

He said Odin is here.

(BURST 0F LAUGHTER)

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)

Wendy, I just wanted to say,
excellent job earlier.

Oh, thank you.

I mean, it was just luck, really -

- if my aunt hadn't been to Le Touquet...
- Quite, quite.

But still, bit of quick thinking.
Saved all our bacon.

Um, speaking of er... (COUGHS)
...of which...

No, I wondered if I might buy you a spot
of supper when we're done here.

- Oh!
- Just as a thank you.

And er... Well, I know Mother
tends to glower rather

whenever you try to use the kitchen.

Can't have you wasting away now, can we?

Well, I manage pretty well
on tea and toast.

But, er...

...all right. Supper would be lovely.

Capital.

And you still think Arkady can be trusted?

Well, he's just trying to
protect his family.

Do you agree?

Nothing Arkady has said or done
contradicts that interpretation.

But the fact remains,
the man's lied to us consistently.

Now I, for one,
would like Mr Malinov to prove himself

a great deal more worthy of our trust
before we take his word for anything.

He's given us the name of his source
inside the embassy.

Bogdan Rodchenko.

He's senior telecommunications officer,

they fought together on the Eastern Front.

He's the man who told Arkady about Odin.

Then have Arkady make contact.

This man Bogdan's
compromised himself already.

Let's see what else
he can be persuaded to divulge.

If Bogdan is his friend...

...Arkady won't want to put him
in that kind of danger.

Then we tell him we'll no longer
provide protection for him and his family.

What, you want to blackmail a man
using the lives of his wife and child?

I'm sorry if that offends
your sensibilities.

Well, intel obtained by coercion
is never reliable.

If the alternative is no intel at all...

Arkady is all we've got.

We must ensure his total co-operation.

You do whatever you have to do.

Bogdan is a good man.

He's a loyal man.

If I do this -
if I ask him to betray his country -

you know what they will do to him.

I wouldn't ask if there was any other way.

Me, I am as good as dead.

- But to do this to my friend...
- You're right.

You are as good as dead.

And right now
we're the only thing standing between you

and a bullet from the KGB.

Same goes for your family.

This is meant to encourage me?

It's meant to help you understand.

If you help us to stop this operation,

if we can bring in 0din, then you,

your wife, your daughter -
you'll finally be safe.

And... if I don't do this?

Then Ml5 would have to consider
our association to be at an end.

She is six years old.

Well, then...

please...

...help us.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

(LIGHTER CLICKS)

(♪ BLACK SABBATH: Paranoid)

♪ Finished with my woman

♪ Cos she couldn't help me with my mind

♪ People think I'm insane

♪ Because I am frowning all the time... ♪

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)

♪ ... All day long I think of things

♪ But nothing seems to satisfy

♪ Think I'll lose my mind if I don't

♪ Find something to pacify

♪ Can you help me occupy my brain?

♪ Whoa, yeah... ♪

Bogdan.

Arkasha!

(TRANSLATION FR0M RUSSIAN)

♪ ... The things in life that I can't find

♪ I can't see the things... ♪

BOBBY: A couple of chaps at the club
mentioned this place.

That the food was rather good. Er...

- I hadn't expected it to be quite so...
- Yes...

- Yes, it is rather.
- We may as well

have something as we're here, though,
don't you think?

Yes, of course.

Who's that?

Er, no-one.

I think he's something in accounting,
er...

Yes, the, the bouillabaisse looks,
er, quite good, hmm?

(♪ T. REX: Get It 0n)

(TRANSLATION FR0M RUSSIAN)

Mr Rodchenko?

Your friend here...

...his family is in grave danger.

Now, if you do this,
I might be in a position

to persuade my superiors to help him.

(TRANSLATION FR0M RUSSIAN)

Tell him what you need.

We need all information linked
to the operative code-named Odin.

I work only in telecommunication.

I am not cleared.

But you knew he was in the country.

There was a call on a secure line.

- I could tell it was from a local number.
- Find us that number.

Find out who he was talking to.

Look for any other communications
he's sent or received.

And names - get us names
of anyone he's met with

or anyone he's spoken to.

Anything you can give us will be of help.

(TRANSLATION FR0M RUSSIAN)

I am so sorry, my friend.

I wish there was another way.

(BOBBY SPEAKS FRENCH)

(INAUDIBLE)

That's Russell Woodbridge from A Branch.

Is it?

Oh, yes, so it is, heh.

And there are at least
four other desk officers here.

All with women
who appear to be not their wives.

- That's appalling.
- Is that why we're here?

- I'm not sure I...
- Please don't insult my intelligence.

I made it perfectly clear
I would only stay at the house

on the condition that our situation
remained private.

- Yes, I realise that.
- Now here I am

- being paraded like a prize heifer.
- 0h, my dear.

- Now, really, I...
- It won't do, Bobby. It really won't.

I know things are rather tricky
for you at the office at the moment...

This isn't fair.

We had an agreement and...

you've broken it.

- I'm going to go.
- No, Wendy...

please, at least drink your soup.

I shall start looking for new lodgings
in the morning.

La fierté des femmes.

(CHUCKLES UNCOMFORTABLY)

Bugger!

(WHISTLES SOFTLY)

(SLURRED) Do you know what happened to me
tonight?

I was blanked.

By Malcolm St George.

Malcolm bloody St George!

And do you know why?

- Mother...
- Because there's a rumour going around

that my son has been buggering boys
on Hampstead Heath!

Could we not discuss this now?

You're not even going to deny it?!

An incompetent colleague
is trying to cause trouble.

But I'm dealing with it,
it's going to be...

You stupid, disgusting little pervert.

Everything I've done for you,

and you're so weak,

you let them take it all away!

Just like your father.

You repulse me!

Get out! Go on!

Get out!

(PH0NE RINGS)

Hello?

Bogdan made contact half an hour ago.

The meet's set for 12.30
in Bonneville Square.

Arkady is to go alone.

So, we're assuming Bogdan
has information to pass on?

Or he went straight back to the embassy

and reported everything to the KGB.

Do we think it's a trap?

It could be.

Well, then, clearly
we have two possible outcomes.

Best-case scenario, Bogdan hands us intel

that cracks Operation Glass wide open.

Worst-case,
he's betrayed Arkady to his superiors

and they're sending someone -
quite possibly 0din - to get rid of him.

In which case we may have a chance
to get our hands on Odin himself.

DADDY: Then we must be ready
for either eventuality.

Bobby, liaise with Special Branch.

We're going to need armed backup
and as many bodies as they can spare.

As soon as Arkady's in place,
we need to cover every exit.

Stay as close as you can
without blowing cover.

Yes, of course, Daddy.

(FOOTSTEPS RECEDE)

No, Sergeant, I will not be making
a written request in triplicate.

You were instructed
to have armed officers on standby

for just this eventuality.

I want a team in position
in exactly an hour-and-a-half.

Well, you can inform
your commanding officer

that this comes
directly from the head of Ml5,

acting with the full authority
of the Home Office!

And if anyone - anyone -
in your ramshackle organisation

wishes to question that authority,

I suggest they take it up
with the Prime Minister!

- Yes?
- Er, we're still looking

for building plans, but it's proving
rather difficult to find out exactly...

(SHOUTING) Right, everyone!
Down tools.

Now, I need to know every rear exit,
every fire escape -

in fact, every blasted inch of every
building in Bonneville Square.

So, for the next two hours,

this takes full priority.

Is that understood?

Then get to it!

I'm sorry it's so bulky.

We just need to be sure
we get the conversation on tape.

Just in case you don't...

Well, anyway.

You're all done.

You OK?

(SIGHS) Yeah.

You think Bogdan has talked?

Well, you said you could trust him.

But you think I'm wrong?

So, what am I? Bait?

We'll have men everywhere.

We'll be watching your every step.

If Odin makes an appearance,
we'll get to him. Trust me.

Trusting you is one thing.

It's the others.

How do you think Moscow knew
I had turned?

I don't know.

Maybe you made a mistake.
Maybe they were watching you.

Maybe.

Let him see his family.

(TRANSLATION FROM FRENCH)

J0E: Tell me about your son.

YULIA: He's nine.

My mother adores him.

She spoils him very badly.

And my father,
he taught him to play chess.

- Mm-hm.
- But he won't play any more.

He says, "Grandfather cheats."

(JOE LAUGHS)

I would like to meet some of your family.

There's no-one left to meet.

You were very young
when your parents died?

That is sad.

Well...

...I hardly remember them, so...

But you have photographs?

A few... of my mum.

What about your father?

Not any more. He's just a blank.

We need to go.

Everyone's in place.

(DISTORTED CONVERSATIONS OVER WIRES)

(V0ICES BECOMING M0RE DISTINCT)

W0MAN: Yes, why would you?

MAN: Calm down a bit.
SEC0ND MAN: Good, a fresh start.

(STATIC CRACKLING)

Ow!

Are you OK?

All right.
Obviously this isn't the best time,

- but whatever it is that's wrong...
- There's nothing wrong.

...I just wish you'd decide to
talk to me about it.

Because this... This isn't us.

They're here.

Just be...

(DO0R SHUTS)

...careful.

(BABY CRIES)

Malinov?

Malinov, hi!

Martin! Hello.

Well, it's funny seeing you here.

Yeah... I'm waiting for a friend,
for lunch.

Oh? 0h, good. Very nice. Oh, listen,

the department meeting on Friday.

Now, I hope I can count on your support.

These timetable changes don't work.

No, no, absolutely, ridiculous. Yeah.

Good! OK.
Well, I'll see you on Friday, then.

Oh, and, er, enjoy your lunch.

(EXHALES)

(TRANSLATION FR0M RUSSIAN)

(DISTORTED AND MUFFLED RUSSIAN)

(INAUDIBLE)

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

(GASPS)

I've got you, I've got you. I've got you.

You're 0K.

You did it.

Odin didn't come.

He didn't come.

I'm just sorry
you went through all of that

- for nothing.
- No.

Not for nothing, my friend.

Not for nothing.

Bogdan says this is what you need.

- Phoenix?
- That's what it said.

Is Phoenix a person, an operation?

We don't know.

And there was no sign of 0din?

No, but Special Branch assure me
they conducted a thorough search.

Alan, I want you to go back through every
recording in the archive, if necessary.

If there's reference to the word
"phoenix", we need to find it.

Yes, of course.

Wendy, the same with the registry.

Start with all recent communications,

- work back.
- Yes, Daddy.

How about Arkady, huh?

He did everything we asked of him.

We'll gain nothing by putting him
back on the street.

Let's reunite him with his family.

The new identities?

I'll check. Should be ready, steady, go.

We need to get him out of London.
Somewhere safe.

Somewhere where he'll be protected.

Take Mr Malinov to
the East Finchley safe house.

He and his family
have an early start in the morning.

- What about Bogdan?
- Pick him up

as soon as he leaves the embassy -

let's see if we can turn him officially.

Well, he was doing a favour for a friend.

I don't really think he's agent material.

I disagree. I'd say he's proved himself
more than competent.

We need to exploit that.

Let's pick him up.

- Sarah, could we possibly...
- Sorry, Alan, not now.

(WATER TRICKLING)

(MURMUR 0F CONVERSATION)

Andrew, isn't it?

I'm an old friend of your mother's.

Hester Waterhouse.

- 0h, yes?
- How is dear Phyllis?

Still dependent on the tranquillisers?

- I beg your pardon?
- And what about your father?

Does he still keep that little tart
in Bayswater?

Oh, probably not.

It was years ago. Of course,

no-one told Phyllis.

Why put her through pain like that?

But rumours have a terrible habit
of resurfacing, don't they?

Oh! Cynthia!

This time tomorrow,
you'll be starting your new life.

That's got to feel pretty good.

You OK?

I have to tell you something.

Go on.

When Bogdan gave me the name...

...he said something else.

He said you should look inside Ml5.

I don't understand.

He was trying to say that
Phoenix is one of you.

You have a mole.

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

(DO0R 0PENS)

The Malinovs' passports are all set.

I just need final authorisation
for payment and so forth.

Good.

One other thing.

Just to be clear.

I won't be forced out by rumour
and innuendo.

If allegations are to be made,
then I shall face them head-on.

I refuse to be shuffled off
on gardening leave

or any other ghastly euphemism.

Well, that's not really up to you, now,
Bobby, is it?

Whatever else, I think I've earned
the right to a fair hearing.

You owe me that, at least.

Oh? Do I indeed?

Well, as it happens...

...the young man seems to have
amended his description.

So, unless you've shrunk five inches

and acquired a limp...

...you're in the clear.

Right.

Good.
Well, I knew it was only a matter of time.

Of course.

Anyway, I'll send Wendy across
with that authorisation.

Very good.

ARKADY: Once we are settled,
I shall buy her a puppy.

A little girl should have pet, I think.

I always wanted a puppy.

Oh! Maybe I'll buy one for you too.

(THEY LAUGH)

So, what now?

Now, we, er...

We wait. They'll be here any minute.

- 0K.
- Cup of tea?

Yes, please.

(GUNSHOTS)

Hi, Joe.

It's nice to see you again.

No, no, no. Stay there, I think.

So, here I am.

Come to kill the traitor.

It's familiar, no?

Not to worry.

- (ARKADY CHOKES)
- He is nearly dead.

(COUGHING)

I'll see you soon.

Arkady!

Hey, hey!

You're going to be 0K.
All right? Listen to me.

Look at me, look at me. Look at me.

You're going to be fine.

(CHOKES AND SPLUTTERS)

J0E: Sorry...

Sorry.

Sorry.

(ENGINE STARTS)

They found Bogdan.

I don't get it. How the hell
did 0din know where you'd be?

He knew because one of us told him.

I'm going to go through
everybody one by one,

and eliminate them.

Alan.

If you wanted somebody you wouldn't
suspect, then Alan would be your man.

Bobby. He's ambitious, devious.

Wendy.

She's at the very heart of 5.

Sarah.

Every suggestion she's made,
every idea she's had, she's been right.

Daddy was younger than me
when he joined 5.

If he turned KGB mole, he'd be
the greatest agent they've ever had.

There's one other possibility.

Me.