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You're wanted, Quinn.

Dr. Grey.

It's all right.

Could you give me your arm?

Relax, Quinn, relax.

Look!

Quinn!

Quinn!

Oh, no. It's all windy. Do you want to stop?

Yeah, might as well.

It's late already.

Good morning, Flash Gordon.

I made it 65, but I'm not vindictive, so I'm going to call it 65.

I suppose we could always say we're on our way to a fire, couldn't we?

What do you mean, we, mate? I'm just a passenger. Driving licence.

What's this? You can read, can't you, CI5?

Thunder and Lightning Brigade.

Are you on official business?

Of course we are. Ah!

You're late.

For your information, I've got an appointment

with the minister in exactly ten minutes.

Your target is a man.

I want him found as soon as possible.

There are photographs and details.

What's the man's name? Quinn.

Escape from Repton, 800 hours today.

A mental patient who's been on the run for less than two hours.

What's the connection with CI5, sir?

The connection is very simple.

I want him found.

What's he been eating, razor blades? Yeah,

all the better to bite your head off with, my dear. Anything in there?

Nah, just a personal description. There's a photo there.

And?

And nothing, that's about it. A bit about the breakout.

All right, call it.

What for?

Tony's got to go up and get the car, hasn't he?

Heads.

It's tails.

See you. Yeah.

Mm-hmm.

Hey, how'd this dot get loose?

Who the hell are you?

Jack, isn't that one of your suits?

Watch him.

I'll have a look around.

Get down here.

Come on, down here, you!

Jack.

Come on.

Oh, that's nice.

That's charming.

Carpet full of broken glass. I'll call the police. Hold on.

We can handle this.

All right, what you got in those pockets, eh?

Hmm? What do you say? What you got, eh? What's in there?

What's in that one, eh?

You figure something, raising your fist to me.

Do you know who I am, hmm?

You see those, dummy? That's me.

Come on, take it off.

Oh!

Four-five.

Come in, four-five.

Any police reports in yet? We're still interested

in break-ins in the Repton area, over.

Nothing showing up.

Four-five out.

Thank you.

Here we are. Oh, it's the only one empty at the moment.

There's £30 a week. Oh, the gas meter's beside the sink.

The facilities are down the passage on the right.

You are English.

Hmm?

Oh, yes.

Well, as I said...

It's 30 a week, payable in advance.

Thank you.

The description of the intruder fits, and it's close to the clinic.

Jack Cannon's place. Oaklands, Norris Way, SW 12.

Yeah, right, we're on our way.

Anything on 3745?

Yes, sir. On their way to a break-in.

Two miles from Repton.

What was taken?

Clothing and some money. £200.

Right. Tell Bodie and Doyle to meet up with me at the clinic.

Don't tell me he put you down, champ.

Was this the man?

Yeah, that's him.

And he did you both up? The man was a nutter.

A lunatic.

The four of us would have had a job to hold him.

I think you'd better go back into training again. Training?

He'd been trained all right.

Commando or something.

Trying to kill with his bare hands.

Why do you resist?

Why do you fight it?

You know we will break you soon. Why do you resist? Why do you fight it?

You know we will break you soon.

The imaginary people in London are at all concerned about you now.

Another week, do you think, in any case?

The imaginable. The imaginable. All in London are at all concerned about you.

They say to you, knowing this...

They sent you, because to them, you are expendable.

They sent you, knowing this, they sent you.

It's sad to think that a man like Quinn should be reduced to a muscle-bound hulk.

That's what he was.

Physically in perfect trim, but mentally... You're tuned out.

Think of the mind as a computer.

Then somehow the power is disconnected.

Switched off, in layman's terms, the patient becomes isolated from reality.

Suspended in a kind of limbo.

We were trying to reverse that process.

Reconnecting the computer, switching on again.

Yes, but there was little progress.

Doctor, have you any idea what would have made Quinn dive out of that window?

I'd be guessing, but if he received some mental stimulant,

some shock strong enough to bring him back to reality.

Reality? Perhaps only partially, perhaps only real to Quinn. Doctor!

A body.

We've found a body.

Who is it?

It's Gray.

Dr. Gray.

Now it's a killing, not just a breakout.

She's what?

Not entirely painless.

Yeah, fine.

Yeah, I'll call you back. Can I help you?

I need a car.

Sorry, we just do repair... Quinn.

My God, it is.

Quinn, I thought you were... I mean...

The last I heard... Well, I'm back.

Right.

It's great to see you again. What about the car?

Sure. We can fix you up. Come on through. It's been a long time.

How long is it?

This okay?

Yeah, fine. It's got a good engine.

I'll check it right through. You can pick it

up in a couple of days. I'll take it now.

Hold it a minute!

You can't just walk in here after all this time and... I need authorization.

I need to check.

You know that.

Well, check it, Johnson.

Circulate the registration number. I want that car found.

Right.

I want Quinn found.

Colonel Granger's house. Fast as you like.

It was nice of you to come by, George, but it wasn't to see the roses.

No, it wasn't. I assume you've heard about Quinn.

Yes, I had a call.

I try to keep an ear to the ground, especially if it concerns any of the old boys.

To be frank, I'm worried. Then so am I, George. Well, I've got a theory,

or at least the beginnings of a theory.

Dangerous things, theories, like gut reactions and intuitions.

Oh, perhaps I'm too close, too involved.

It's been a bad month.

Too much rain.

Should we go in?

Why don't you expand your theory?

The names, Quinn. Give us the names.

I've told you a thousand times!

We want to make sure you remember.

The names.

Granger.

One more? What's the last name?

What's the last name?

Boris!

And what are you going to do with the names?

I want to sleep now.

I need to sleep.

Tell me, then you can sleep.

I got the gun and the ammo, and I killed them one by one.

Well, this one almost had your name on it, sir.

You know, it might help if you told us a little bit more about the man who fired it.

Get it over to Firenze.

Nothing.

He's very good.

The best.

About Quinn, sir.

All right, Quinn was, is, ex-special forces.

As a matter of fact, we were operational together.

Fueled agents before your time.

There was a defector.

A big fish with important information.

Quinn was assigned to get him out.

It was a high-risk mission.

The defector was brought out, but Quinn was taken, captured by the Russians.

The KGB had him for three years.

Then he was exchanged.

But he'd been broken mentally.

He came back a shell.

When was this?

Five years ago.

Since then, he's been held in various clinics.

Physically, in perfect health.

Mentally, a vegetable.

There but for the grace of God goes any one of us. Four-five.

The car's been sighted in Bracewell Road, Notting Hill.

Well, what are you waiting for?

Who picked it up?

Local CID.

Okay, tell them to give it a wide berth, and ask them to check out the area.

Somebody might have noticed the driver.

There's the blue Vauxhall.

That's the one.

There's the house.

Not very salubrious.

Oh, good afternoon. Oh, if it's about the ad, well,

I'm afraid you've wasted your time. Full up.

I could have taken you, but I'm full up.

No, it's not about the ad.

Oh, my God. Can we go inside?

Just one of your guests.

Second landing, room facing. Thank you.

All right, all right, just relax. Go to your room and stay, then.

That's you!

Put the kettle on, love.

Four-five to base. Four-five?

Patch me through to Alpha One.

Move it! Get out of it!

We fell for the oldest trick in the book. I'm not surprised.

Quinn practically wrote the book.

Interesting list.

Yeah, Granger crossed off.

Do you know them, sir?

They're the men who formed the chain of command

when Quinn was sent to bring out the defector.

Now it's a death list. So you want him under protective surveillance?

In Linison's case, that won't be necessary.

He died a few months ago.

Natural causes.

The other two?

Howard's back with the army. Bomb disposal.

You'd better get over there. What about Morris?

I'll take care of Morris.

On level ground, the device was safe.

As the car went down the incline,

the mercury in the switch ran forward and completed the detonation circuit.

Major Howard?

Yes? We have a word with you, please, sir.

Carry on, you two. See if you can identify the explosive.

What can I do for you?

Man named Quinn. Do you remember him? Quinn, yes. Bad business.

Ended up in Repton, didn't he?

He got out.

We found your name on a possible assassination list.

I see.

We're here to offer you protective custody.

So you'll take the threat seriously, then?

Colonel Granger was shot dead this morning. His was the first name on the list.

And Quinn was responsible? He looks that way.

You mentioned a list.

Yourself, Granger, Lenniston and Morris.

You know Lenniston's dead?

Yeah.

So, at least myself and George Cowley.

George Cowley?

Morris was his nickname.

Morris Cowley, the old pre-war car.

George was always known as Morris in the old days.

Stay down.

They should be perfectly safe now, sir.

As far as Quinn's concerned, you're dead. What about Morris? Morris Cullen?

We'll take care of him, sir.

Thanks.

Thank you. You're welcome, sir.

Morris.

Alias Cowley, alias two-faced, devious, double-dealing old.

Allow me.

Morris.

What's the situation at Major Howard? Oh, Quinn had a crack at him. He's safe.

Now all we've got to do is look after you.

Where's your car?

Right behind you, sir.

I suppose there isn't any chance of it.

No, forget it. Carry on.

What about the safe house? All taken care of.

There's a man on every entrance, one on the roof, one on the building opposite,

and three more patrolling the streets outside. Right, well,

that's where the old man sleeps tonight, then. Gonna have to sleep rough.

Why? There's only a camp bed.

Not gonna like that.

This is far too low.

And the light isn't good enough. I'll be working late.

Well, at least the bed is adequate.

What's mine then?

Oh, that. No, officers only.

Cheers, mate. You're welcome.

Cup of tea, sir.

Oh, that's still out?

Sleep all right?

Is that the pathologist's report?

Yeah.

The bullet that killed Granger? Mm-hm.

The bullet that missed me?

Fired from different guns?

Uh-huh.

Two gunmen?

Yes.

I think we're making progress.

Thanks, Doyle.

Front entrance.

Rear entrance.

Roof A. Nothing to report.

Roof B. Roof B. Come in, Roof B. Come in, Roof B.

No reply, Ruth B. I'm checking.

I think we may have flushed him out, sir.

Keep me posted, then.

Oi!

What did you see? Nothing, sir.

Four-five.

4-5, what have you got?

Get the old man out now.

Get outside!

Did you finish your tea, sir?

No. Somebody had put sugar in it.

You must be tired. Why don't you two go and get some sleep? Oh, it's all right, sir.

We're gonna stick to you like glue.

Very commendable.

Pull over.

I want to buy some toothpaste.

Just over here.

Where's he going now?

If we're not careful, we're going to lose him, you know. Don't worry.

Stupid old... Do you have a bug, George Cowley?

Yeah.

Why not? It's bugged me often enough.

Thank you.

Lennison's dead.

He died a couple of months ago, but I thought you'd come.

Remember the pub down the road?

Those drunken evenings staggering back up here to sleep it off?

I remember being ditched.

I remember being tortured.

Yes.

Yes, I know what they did to you. I said don't turn around!

All right, but listen to me. I want to put something to you.

It's too late.

They handed you over to the KGB.

You were tough, trained to resist, but they worked on you.

They programmed you to kill.

They gave you the names.

Planted them deep in your subconscious.

They wouldn't let me sleep.

Granger, Howard, Lenniston and Morris.

They attached electrodes to my temples.

I remember the wires.

Those damn wires. Then you were exchanged. You came home. What happened?

You fought the programming, didn't you, laddie?

You managed finally to reject it, but the cost was high.

The cost was mental collapse.

Then two days ago at the clinic...

The trigger was reset.

The trigger was Krasnov.

Krasnov?

He came into the room.

Dr Grey's room.

He picked up the needle.

We can turn it right around.

It can work, but I'll need your help.

Together we can pull it off.

What do you say?

You can lead Krasnov into a trap.

Remember the airfield, laddie?

Laddie, I...

Quinn.

Quinn!

You heard? Most of it. You want us to follow him? No.

No, he's our link.

All right, Bodhi, where is it?

Eh?

Oh, come on, come on. Don't play games. A homing device.

Ah, La Palsa.

The left one.

Yuri Krasnov. KGB assassin.

And responsible for at least a dozen killings all over the world.

A good plan, trigger Quinn,

or at least pump him full of something that makes it

appear he's reactivated, then simply follow him.

Krasnov does the killing, Quinn takes the blame.

Precisely. Quinn, of course, is the key. You

can't rely on him. At best, he's unbalanced.

I believe I got through to him.

Oh, you're not going after Quinn with Krasnov waiting for you?

It's the only way.

And this time, I do it alone. Is that understood?

Sir.

He's raving mad. Don't worry.

I double-bugged him.

Where have you put it?

Where's Krasov?

Here somewhere. This is where it all started. This is where we can finish it.

Over here.

Wait.

Right?

I'm out, Krasnov.

You don't think I'd be foolish enough to come here alone, do you? It's the hangar.

Where's Krasnov?

Behind you!

He's mine!

Freeze, Krasnov!

The mission is of vital importance, Quinn.

You take off at 0600 hours.

Quinn, where is he?

Get the car!

This is control.

You are clear to proceed to main runway.

This is Control.

You're clear for takeoff.

Roger, Control.

Wind speed 6 knots, cloud ceiling 4,000 feet.

He's running out of runway.

Brake when brake!