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TO REAL LIFE IS ACCIDENTAL.

THE BUREAU

ALBORZ MOUNTAINS

I can't go any further.

Take off your hi jab.

The guardians of the revolution
don't come up here.

Want some?

I have my own, thanks.

Beautiful, isn't it?

This is Iran.

What exactly are you building?

I already told you:
an electric transformer.

An electric transformer.

I can't take accurate readings

if you don't tell me
what you're really building.

You're a seismologist, not a spy.

You ask too many questions.

Sorry.

Did you feel that?

Are you scared?

Iranians get scared
when the earth shakes.

It was a little one.

Could bigger ones be coming?

That's why I take readings.
To answer that very question.

TEHRAN, IRAN

Spent the day with Aladdin.

Took readings in a zone
on Mount Alboz.

Coordinates to follow.

Target seems to have access
to data relevant to identifying zones

suited to burying nuclear material.

TOO LS

SPELLING & GRAMMAR

ADDITIONAL DICTIONARY

REPORT 15

Excuse me.

You asked
how it was going with Aladdin.

She's making progress.

For Guillaume.

He's at lunch.

CLASSIFIED

This is my first lunch
with someone from the TD.

Technical Directorate is a misnomer.

It should be EB
for "Eavesdropping Bastards".

Water?

So, what do you do at the TD?

And what do you do in Intelligence?

- You don't know?
- We don't eavesdrop internally yet.

In that case we can chat.

Let's just say
I handle the Middle East.

And let's just say I handle Europe.

I work for the Bureau.

And I take a special interest
in our American "friends".

- Enjoy your meal.
- You too.

May I see your bag, please?

G55 HTJ 78/LM.
Technical Directorate.

Two levels below Cyril Delgado.

US Communications.
Divorced, two kids.

- That's fine. Thanks.
- Thanks.

G55 HTJ 78/LM.

Two levels below Cyril Delgado.
US Communications, two kids.

To be sure
of not giving himself away

a spy must leave no trace,

no electronic or physical trace.

No email, no paper,

no recordings.

Everything is memorized.

I have a very good memory.

I guess that makes me a good spy.

If they tell you I committed suicide,
it's a lie.

They'll show you proof,

maybe even a letter written by me.

Don't believe it.
I'll never kill myself.

I think I could die right now.

You don't really know me.

You don't really know me either.

Do you want to know everything?

Not right now.

Who are the undercover agents?
Where do they operate?

How many are there?

Few people can answer that question.

Only the Bureau knows
that there are nine agents in the world.

Only I know
that there are really ten

and that the tenth is me.

CHOUF DISTRICT, LEBANON

Are you stupid?
Where will our princess go?

I have to tie you up. Sorry.

It's OK. They took your stuff.
They're transferring you.

Where to?

I'm not sure.

They're cautious.

Come on, let's go!

How will I breathe?

You'll be fine.

Give me a cigarette.

Light it for me.

Anything else?

Damned Americans!

What if there's a wire?

Then we'll have a real session for once.

It won't do you any harm.

You're so cautious.
Are you that worried about being caught?

I'm worried I'll be caught
before Nadia is released.

After that it doesn't matter.

Well?

Bruno Thepenier.

G55 HTJ 78/LM.

Technical Directorate.

Two levels below Cyril Delgado.

US Communications.

US Communications?

If you need to know

the names of American agents in Europe
uncovered by the TD,

he's your man.

Divorced, two kids.

What's going on?

It's been four months
and nothing's happened.

An operation was attempted.

- When?
- Very recently.

Why didn't you tell me?

Where?

Southern Lebanon.

Hezbollah was moving Nadia El Mansour
and the CIA saw an opportunity.

But it failed.

I'm sorry.

Is she OK?

We waited to make sure
she was in good health.

Where is she now?

Awaiting transfer to Syria.

To Damascus.

Well done.
Now Bashar knows she's valuable.

This was all for nothing.

I QUIT

I don't understand.

You can't. If you do,
the CIA will blow your cover.

Hello. Dr Bertrand?

I need an appointment.

My back is killing me.

Yes, it's urgent.

If they tell you I ran away,
don't believe that either.

I've never run in the face
of danger or punishment.

I've taken responsibility
for my actions.

I've always known where I stood

and how to repair my mistakes.

But this mistake was irreparable.

Hi.

- Have they started?
- No.

- Who's on it?
- Some girl.

- A girl?
- She's cute.

Hello.

- How are you?
- Good.

- Who are you?
- C�line Delorme, Syrian desk.

- Counter-terrorism.
- Syrian desk?

You're wondering what this has to do
with Cyclone in Algiers.

He met people while in captivity
who interest you?

Not while in captivity.

The night you drank...

I was at the Sheraton,
with Michael Lavrov.

A Russian client.

I managed his money.
We did business together.

What kind of business?

Commodity day trading.

We moved funds around accounts
in linked transactions.

Almost-legal speculating.

Almost?

You don't know about
almost-legal activities?

I don't.

You're so young.

Not as young as I look.

How old are you?

How much longer will this take?
We're going round in circles.

That's not your call.

Did this Russian introduce you
to other potential clients?

No.

Were all the accounts in his name?

Offshore companies.

You didn't always know
who the profits were going to?

Like I said,
we used various accounts.

Your almost-illegal activities
may have compensated certain Syrians,

so we're going to go
through everything in detail,

in order to check.

Whether I funded
Bashar al-Assad's war?

Excuse me.

Hardly going round in circles.

This just came in. It's ISIS.

Obviously, I have to...

Turn off the sound and speed it up.
Sometimes that helps.

I break it up into parts.
That also works.

You can't hit "pause" every 10 seconds.

Go ahead.

It's over.

You've done the hard part.

It'll be easier next time.

You'll soon get used to it.

Or at least you'll find it
less shocking.

He's French!

The executioner is French.

France is no longer
the Church's daughter.

By my sword
she is the hand of Allah.

I thought he was still in Japan.

He's already in Seoul.

The embassy is on the line.

The President of France.

- Gentlemen.
- Mr President.

Hello, Pierre.

I don't have much time.
Are we sure the executioner is French?

99% sure.

Have you identified him?

Not yet, Mr President.
We're doing our utmost.

How many hostages
is he likely to execute?

His group currently has five hostages:

one Jordanian, one German,
two Italians and one American.

- Do We know Where he is?
- Most probably in Iraq.

How long until we have an ID?

One week.

You're too conservative.

Four days.

All our staff are on call 24/7 with
facial and voice recognition technology.

In four days we'll know who he is.
What are our chances of stopping him?

- I don't want to be conservative.
- Then don't be.

50%.

- Many factors...
- We held his hand.

We executed that hostage.

We gave birth to his killer.
We fed, educated and cared for him.

Yet he eluded us.
We have failed on all counts:

education, repression,
surveillance and anticipation.

France cannot be
a global showcase for barbarianism.

This will not happen again.

TEHRAN, IRAN

- Hi there.
- Hi.

Hi.

Hi.

- Is this your first party at Shapur's?
- It is.

Asan invited me.

I work with him.

I'm French. Marina.

Daria. I'm co-hosting Shapur's party.

Are you into mullahs?

- Not particularly, no.
- Then make up your eyes.

And flaunt your stuff.

It will annoy them,
and make you feel good.

No, thanks.

See? We know how to have fun in Iran.

Just like Beverly Hills.

Who is she?

Shapur's girlfriend.

She definitely knows how to have fun.

Asan, do you like the stars?

You're a poet, aren't you?
So you must like stars.

You must like looking at them.

Do they make you hard?

Not particularly.

I'm here with a friend,
not looking at the stars.

So you're not hard?

Now look at the stars.

- Axa Insurance.
- Hi, this is Marina Loiseau.

I'm in Iran.
I'm having an asthma attack.

My inhaler isn't working.
What should I do?

On a scale of one to five,
how bad is the attack?

Three.

Very good.

Try to relax.

Do you have cortisone on you?

- Take one tablet and call tomorrow.
- OK, thanks.

This is Aladdin,
our target for the past two months.

The nuclear engineer.

How are we doing?

We're making a list of the intel
he has access to.

It appears to fit
with our shopping list.

We'll submit it to you
once we're done.

And this is Raging Bull?

That's right.
Shapur Zamani.

His father, Majid Zamani,

advises the government
on strategic issues.

He's an important, influential man,
an Iranian "�minence grise".

He has Rohani's ear
on all things nuclear:

the awarding of contracts,
international agreements, etc.

Is he a target?

- Not the father.
- The son?

We're looking into it. It's risky.
We don't know what he's worth.

He just finished his engineering degree.
Right now he just seems to be partying.

We don't know
if he works with his father.

Last night Aladdin asked Marina
to testify in his favour.

He's pressing charges against Shapur.

The police, a court of law...

Testifying against the son
of a government advisor...

She'll lose Aladdin if she doesn't.

She'll be exposed if she does.

The police might sniff around,

possibly on the father's orders.

Remind her of the options.

Either she risks exposure

or she loses a good target.

She's in the field, she's capable.

She knows best.

She knows.

We're going to the same place.

How is it going with Dr Balmes?

Very well.

Does she just go...?

Or does she guide you a bit?

It's a shrink session,
not afternoon frolics.

- So you're giving nothing away.
- Nope.

You knew, didn't you?

Could you tell?

I could.

No one here knows
how to keep a secret.

I got two emails inviting me
to my surprise party.

Not one, two!

Do you still think about her?

Maybe.

Do you have any news?

How would I?

Do you miss her?

Enough.

Cheers!

- Are you leaving?
- No. Why?

The Syrian desk left their cake.

The executioner has been lD'd.

Bouzama or Boumaza Toufik.

I don't know why, but...

Sounds familiar, right?

- Yes'?
- I need you.

I've already left.
I'm in a cab.

I'm sorry.

Raymond, forget the girl.
Leave her and get over here.

OK.

- I have to go back.
- To the party?

- To the office.
- You do?

I'm sorry.

When can we get together?

I can wait at your place.

Or you can stop by afterwards.

I have a girlfriend.

I can't.

Bouzama? Boumaza?
Ring any bells?

No. Are you sure
it's related to Cyclone?

It's a feeling.

But I re-read his report
and the name doesn't come up.

Boumaza... Bouzama?

I don't know.
I've had a bit to drink.

It must be hiding in some report.

A tiny little detail.

Pull up all the Skype calls,

everything from Algeria.

Find me that name.

OK.

Now.

It's no big deal.
I could tell she was a clingy one.

Sorry.

YOU HAVE A GIRLFRIEND???

Come.

I met two brothers at Laila's wedding.

They were French,
the Boumaza brothers

from the north of Pan's,
cousins of the groom.

First I talked to Yacim,
the younger one.

It was his first time in Algeria.

Stop staring!

Do you want to get married?

I'm 15.

To her?

I'm sure she's already married.

Go and help with the presents.

Then the older one.

Toufik Boumaza.

He was not talkative,

cautious.

I sensed that he wasn't just in Algiers
for the wedding.

I didn't insist
so as not to arouse suspicion

but I think he was there to meet people.

Shit. Cyclone shook his hand.

We must use Cyclone.
He knows the brothers.

- But is he reliable?
- Of course he's not reliable.

We know that
but we have no choice.

He's our quickest option.

It's a mistake.
He failed once and he'll fail again.

Cyclone, I mean.

Come with me to meet
some CIA guy named Cassidy.

It's a surprise visit, right now.

- Why do you want me to come?
- Because he asked for you.

100%.

- I don't know him.
- Me neither.

I said nothing.
I neither confirmed nor denied anything.

I'll keep looking,
but it must be a con.

What's his goal?

It's a test.

I think I know what he's after.
They have a mole here.

He wants to know if we know,
and what we'd do if we did.

We've learned one thing:

they don't know that we know.

That we know what?

During Cyclone's captivity
there were leaks on FELIS.

So we know
and we're watching.

Watching who?

Everyone.

TEHRAN, IRAN

How are you?

- I'm bothering you at work.
- No, you're not.

Did you give it some thought?

I'm sorry. You're French.
I know it's complicated for you.

Sit down.

- Hello.
- Hi.

See you later.

Everyone is backing out.

I'm on my own.

I need a witness.

I understand.

I want compensation.

How does it work?

Shapur's father hears us out.
If he believes I've been assaulted,

his son will have to pay and apologise.

It's on Saturday.

OK.

I'll be your witness.

He's here.

The whole bottle,

until you feel so sick
you'd rather be dead.

They want to give you a mission.
I'm against it.

Prove me wrong.

- Good evening.
- Hello.

This is for you.

You weren't home
so they left it with me.

- Thanks.
- Good evening.

POSSIBILITY

NEW

CONTRACT

Sending the book was too risky.
It's easy to find out I didn't order it.

But you did order it.

Check your account.

We're making inquires
into possible leaks to the CIA.

Your friend Cassidy
foolishly confirmed our suspicions.

What's it to you?
I thought you didn't care anymore.

I'm concerned about you.

Do you know any more
about this inquiry?

No.

Don't worry about me.

What is this new contract?
I thought there was nothing left to do.

Now that Nadia El Mansour is in Syria

we can discuss her release
with the Syrians,

but not without
the State Department's approval.

We have to offer something worthwhile
to get them to agree.

Like what?

You figure it out.

The State Department has to feel
as if it's worth talking to the Syrians.

Can you come up
with something that valuable?

If my son made a mistake,
I can try to make amends,

whatever the cost.

Consider yourself
to be in the house of justice.

Now, tell me the facts.

Shapur went crazy

and beat me up for no reason.

He accused me of being disrespectful
to this young woman...

I didn't like the way
he was looking at Daria.

I asked him to stop.

He got angry and tried to hit me.
I wanted to...

That's a lie!

I asked your friend
to tell me what happened.

You'll talk when it's your turn.

Is that so hard to understand?

Daria.

I've known you for years.

Tell me,

was Asan disrespectful to you?

Yes, I think so.

You "think" so?

Miss Loiseau.

I think you will be able
to shed light on this.

Please tell us what happened.

I will use simple words

because my Farsi isn't very good.

I must say that I was shocked
by the violence of the blows

your son inflicted on my friend Asan

for no reason.

They were blows, not words.

What made you go to work for them?

My husband's death in New York,

on September 11

in one of the planes.

Why not the DGSE?

The DGSE didn't make me an offer.

And I felt closer to the Americans
at the time.

I could give you a source in Iran.

The Americans have no one in Iran.
Who would handle that source?

We would. I'd share it with you.

Who is it?

The government's special advisor
on nuclear affairs.

When Areva and GE are fighting
to build nuclear plants

he'll be able to inform you.

You can recruit
such an important official?

Not him, his son.

One of our agents is close to him.

Which one?

Marina Loiseau.

I'll see.

If they say I'm a traitor,
it's the truth.

I betrayed my country.

I lied to my friends.

I fooled my colleagues.

And I sacrificed good people.

For this I expect no sympathy.

No forgiveness.

I deserve my fate.

If I had to do it again

I wouldn't hesitate.