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SPY

Can't you put that book down?

No. It's great.

What is it?

The Informed Heart. Bettelheim.

- Never heard of it? - No.

Speaking of books, the paper says they got mosques under the airport.

Newspapers are full of shit.

Smart guy. Ready?

Take this.

Now...

Look at this.

OLM flight 567,

Damascus - Paris - London. Good, right?

Diplomatic bag. Don't open it.

Who cares?

Bingo.

It stings.

Fuck, it burns!

It fucking burns!

Help!

Help! Somebody!

Get down!

Well, what happened?

Why were you in a secure zone 30 minutes before takeoff?

This bag looked funny. Gérard took it off the belt.

It blew up in his face.

- Blew up, just like that? - Yeah.

He didn't try to open it?

Here, look.

We found this on the belt.

The police have been told.

Well?

I got nothing to say.

Listen, don't play me.

You're looking at jail time.

So now get out. Leave your badge, you're fired.

Nice.

Shit!

Vincent Lucas?

Come with me please?

Why?

Good evening.

Simon Faure.

Have a seat.

- Are you police? - Yes.

There's one thing I don't understand.

You were a brilliant student. The best schools. Good grades.

Since then, just odd jobs. What happened?

I'm just a statistic.

I've never had a career plan.

You served at the French consulate in Hong Kong.

Visa section?

And you were busted for passport trafficking.

Must be tempting, all that demand.

I was helping people.

No political affiliation?

No, but I have my opinions.

So you sold passports to Chinese dissidents?

8 years ago. The statute has run.

For us, there are no statutes.

Six months in the slammer.

Was it worth it?

Well-informed.

That's my job. I'm with the DST.

Be right back.

What happened at the airport?

Your friend Gérard just died, at the hospital.

Fuck.

They're investigating

the baggage theft. Standard procedure.

In 24 to 48 hours, you'll be arrested as an accessory.

What are you doing to me?

Trying to scare me?

If I were you, I'd be shitting in my pants.

Got a girlfriend?

Corinne Marchand.

If I were you, I'd leave her right away.

I'll let you go. Think it over.

Then call this number.

But think fast. Very fast.

Tell me what you know. I'll try to get you out of this.

Don't get any ideas.

No bank account, no credit. You won't get far.

The clock is running.

Christmas in jail is always an option.

Night, Vincent.

Got a phone, please?

It's Vincent.

A guy broke in to kill me.

What is this shit?

I will not calm down!

Where are we?

5 rue d'Alger. 11th district.

Coffee, please.

Gérard and I were partners.

We swiped stuff, always little things.

We saw a nice-looking bag, from Damascus.

Gérard opened a toilet kit, took out a cologne bottle.

He sprayed some on his hand.

It burned, he let it go.

And it exploded.

Nitromethane.

It's used for pharmaceuticals, but also to make explosives.

It blew up and then what? See anything else?

- Yeah. - What?

Two guys got their bags in a secure zone.

No one said a thing.

That shouldn't be possible.

Those two guys you saw,

could you recognize them?

I think so.

- Can I smoke now? - No.

Vincent,

you're mixed up in some complicated business.

The bag belonged to a Syrian diplomat. You knew that?

Yeah, I knew.

Let me read you this.

"Diplomatic baggage may not

"be opened, delayed nor checked by electronic or x-ray devices."

In our jargon, that's known as "diplomatic inviolability."

To sum it up,

your opening the bag was unauthorized and, what's more,

a breach of diplomatic inviolability.

Do you know what that means?

I spilled it. We had a deal.

What deal?

That was yesterday.

Today you're in it up to here.

Vincent, I want to try something with you.

Help me identify the 2 guys at the airport.

You leave for London tonight.

Your ticket.

Someone from MI5 will brief you. His name's Palmer.

What am I now, an agent?

No. What we call an "asset".

You collect information.

You look and listen, then tell us all.

Don't I get paid for this?

Sure you do.

Pretty well.

Your passport.

I kept Vincent as first name.

The first goal is acceptance of vaccination.

People are pretty wary.

They're afraid.

Afraid, for example, that we're giving them AIDS.

It's part of a more general problem.

There is also looting

and rioting...

When we distribute food, there are often riots.

I've seen people die for a bag of rice.

That's all part of our daily reality.

Been in London long?

Since this morning.

Do you know it?

No, not really.

I know the museums a little.

You're lucky.

Peter travels a lot on business. No time for anything.

Well?

Well nothing.

Won't be easy.

Why?

Guy doesn't talk. He's uptight, all polite.

It'll never work.

You talked to his wife?

She's just as stuck up.

But if you talked to her,

you must have hit it off.

You have a touche?

No idea.

That's good. Very good.

Go for it, kid. You get the picture.

How are you?

- Fine and you? - Fine.

What a tourist trap.

Maybe.

There are 2 or 3 shops I like.

Coffee?

Sure.

This place must be a change.

I've never been here.

Lived in London long?

Since I met Peter. 3 years.

You have children?

Two. By a prior marriage.

Milk?

Are you happily married?

You know the rule about milk?

Pouring it before or after tea

betrays your breeding.

What's it say about me?

Nothing. You had coffee.

Guess you didn't like that dinner?

Humanitarian work isn't about fancy hotels.

What you do is great.

Sure, great.

I get that cliché a lot.

Or admirable.

People killing for a bag of rice,

assholes who think the vaccine you give their kid is HIV.

What's so great? It's just a bourgeois attitude.

Vincent, I thought you had her hooked.

I'm fairly disappointed.

Make an effort here.

It's going nowhere. I told you!

No need to fall in love.

Just get her to trust you.

The heroic humanitarian.

What are you doing here?

Nothing.

Following me?

Yeah.

Still mad?

Not at all.

Let's get a drink.

No, I don't have the time.

And even if I did...

But walk with me. You'll be sure I don't give you the slip.

I'll buy it for you. Break the curse.

No. Vincent.

- Really. - I insist.

- Thanks. - Don't mention it.

What about you?

I'm speechless about the gift. I won't say a word.

Not very interesting.

Why not?

I interned for an NGO. I liked it.

So I kept on.

Never wanted to settle down?

I never knew what "settle down" means.

It always sounds a little depressing.

I always thought it meant...

...abdication, surrender.

But otherwise, if it's...

to give love

and to receive it,

to be happy,

then no.

I recently had this thing.

Pretty complicated. With a girl.

She broke your heart?

I don't want to talk about it.

What about your kids' father?

I don't want to talk about it.

That's OK.

My first husband was in finance.

Very self-destructive.

The kids in the middle. It was...

awful.

He killed himself 5 years ago.

He went broke. I was leaving him.

His family fought me for custody.

I left Paris, met Peter.

He's a rock. I feel safe.

Shall we go?

- Thanks for the painting. - Don't mention it.

Vincent?

Can I drop you off?

My hotel's around the corner.

Staying in London long?

- I'm not sure. Why? - Come for dinner?

Sure. When?

Day after tomorrow.

Why not?

It's 26 Eaton Square.

I know. I've been following you.

Sorry, I had no time to call. I promised Anna...

No problem.

Vincent, you're in humanitarian aid.

No shortage of work there.

No, that's for sure.

You were in Madagascar

two years ago, right?

Yeah, I'm having dinner.

I'll call you back.

- I'll get her. - I'll come with you.

- See you soon. - Perhaps.

Claire? Hi, it's Vincent.

I want to see you again.

Could you come to my hotel?

Remember me? Paul Dupuy.

Don't you remember? Hong Kong.

It was 7 years ago.

With Bernard Comolais.

Right, right. Paul.

How are you?

- What brings you to London? - Came to see my godfather.

An English godfather!

So long.

See you round.

It's me.

Where are you?

In a children's hospital.

I'm done. Meet at my hotel?

In about a half hour?

45 minutes.

Fine.

See you there.

See you later.

You all right?

I have to talk to you.

Be gentle, please.

Look...

You're being watched.

Don't believe me?

Today, you went to a French bookstore.

Tuesday you bought the bra you wore today.

I work for people who have questions about your husband.

We're here because I was asked to do this.

You were set up.

How could you do that?

You lied to me because they asked you to?

I had no choice.

You let me reveal myself, just for this?

You'll understand when you talk to them. They'll help.

You're at their beck and call?

Is Vincent your real name?

They're downstairs.

Fine. I'll go. Get out of here.

Yes?

It's me.

See me tomorrow.

Find an excuse. It's urgent.

Your husband's office, in Canary Wharf.

I don't have access.

I don't want to go.

We have no choice.

Think it's simple for me?

That it's easy to betray him?

You live with him. You'll find a way.

What am I looking for?

Anything on his computer.

Don't touch any paperwork.

Don't you have agents?

Asking me is shameful.

I'm not them. It's shameful, but do it.

Here.

Some emails, other stuff.

It's almost over.

They'll contact you.

Be careful.

Why? What do you care?

Think of yourself.

And your children.

Hi, Vincent.

This is goodbye.

The op is over.

Wasn't my decision.

With Palmer's death,

the incident with the diplomat,

it's a total fuck-up.

You go back to Paris.

I thought I wasn't safe there.

That's over. You're in no danger there.

Things have changed.

Some journalists were kidnapped. Now we need the Syrians...

with us, not against us.

And Claire?

Who gives a shit about her?

She'll get by.

So there it is.

I'm out of your life, you mine.

We never met.

Not a trace.

I'm supposed to just trust you?

Do you have a choice?

We packed your bags.

You have a plane in an hour.

Oh right. Your severance pay.

Well...

Goodbye, Vincent.

Pleasure to work with you.

Really.

Let her go!

Run!

Where you going?

Parking lot.

Let's go.

Move it!

Hurry up!

- Which car? - The green one.

Move it.

That your cell phone?

My men, looking for me.

Throw it away. Far away!

Your keys!

There are explosives in the car.

Open it.

Call them off.

VDM