Spooks s06e08 Episode Script

There's a secret organisation called Yalta.
They want Iran to be a nuclear power.
- Do you know her? - No.
I work for a group called Yalta.
I need eyes and ears on the Grid.
You want me to be a traitor.
We have someone inside the security services who knows everything you do.
What happened between us was a mistake.
You can deceive yourself just like you deceive everyone else.
And who are you deceiving? Morning.
So it is.
How utterly heavenly.
Not your best time of day, then.
Frankly, the afternoons aren't much better either.
Evenings could be a bit of a struggle as well, to be honest.
I haven't opened my eyes yet.
Sorry.
Force of habit.
Work Let's just leave it outside for two minutes.
Tensions continue to mount in the Persian Gulf today, following what the US has termed "utterly irresponsible "and deliberately provocative" comments from Iran.
Washington has asserted America's duty to strike at Iranian nuclear facilities, which it claims are fuelling Iran's burgeoning nuclear programme There are reports that American warships have fired at Iranian air force jets The State Department described the incident as a warning shot.
We're getting reports of the apparent sudden death of the media magnate Eric Glogauer.
As yet, we have no reports on the cause of death, only that he was found dead in his office earlier this morning.
His press officer has made a very brief statement to say If that's Harry, tell him I'm dead.
Tell him yourself.
Go on.
- Myers.
- Good morning.
Hi.
I hadn't expected you to call.
I had no choice.
We need to meet, Ros.
Today.
Now.
Well, today could be a bit of a problem.
I've got a lot on.
And how is Adam? Ros, you come and meet me now.
Or Ml5 and your lover will discover the extent of your involvement with us.
And then where will you find yourself waking up, I wonder? - Who was that? - No-one.
- It must've been someone.
- Something I have to sort out.
An asset I've been cultivating.
Will you tell Harry for me? Tell him I called.
Tell him - Tell him I'm having my nails done.
- You sure you don't want me around? No help required.
See you at the office.
Don't you ever presume to threaten me again, Magritte.
I'm not a performing seal.
I don't somersault when you clap.
The Americans know about Yalta.
Six of our London agents have been assassinated in the last 36 hours.
There's a war coming, Ros.
A war with Iran.
The Americans are trying to kill us before we can stop it.
What do you mean "stop it"? Magritte.
What do you mean? In 24 hours, the US will launch air strikes against strategic targets inside Iran.
When Iran responds, there'll be another Middle East war.
It's out of our hands.
From this point, our only duty is to prevent repercussions on British soil.
Because of Yalta's pro-Iranian manifesto, that puts them at the top of our to-do list.
Since becoming aware of Yalta, we've made efforts to establish the scale of its operation inside Britain.
In the last 36 hours, all these operatives have been taken out.
Now we can add a sixth corpse to the list.
Eric Glogauer, owner of satellite TV stations, newspapers, websites.
So, who's killing them? Bob Hogan found out about Yalta the same time we did, which would suggest it's the Americans.
The Americans don't feel inclined to share, so we need a direct line into Yalta.
Most of these people are stringers.
Worker bees.
All of them made assignations with this woman.
- Anne Beauchet.
- Ben Kaplan led us to Beauchet.
We need to see what else he has that could lead us to Yalta.
Yalta has been putting together an operation.
- Floodland.
An attack on America.
- What kind of attack? The kind that will bring down their entire military machine.
- That kind.
- Nobody wants this war.
Not the Iranians, not the Europeans, not the Americans.
Not even the Republicans.
But they're giving us a war anyway.
How much hunger and terrorism will it lead to, this new war? How many more 7/7s? How many British buses, trains, aeroplanes? - How many British dead? - I don't think you've been listening to me.
- I'm done with you.
- But we're not done with you.
I'm not asking.
I want out.
If Floodland is successful, then our objectives have been realised and then you can do as you will.
Go on.
Eric Glogauer was a senior member of Yalta.
The Americans murdered him.
And what had he done to upset them? He was in possession of something of very considerable strategic value.
A code.
The Floodland activation code.
- The US knows about Floodland? - They know something's coming, but not what.
They're hunting down our network.
I can't help you, I'm afraid.
I can't even be seen with you.
Look, Ros, we're trying to stop these madmen.
Do you have any idea how many lives we'll be saving? Including our own, perhaps? We need that activation code and we need you to obtain it.
I need to know what it activates.
I won't be party to a slaughter.
Magritte I need to know.
An activation code for what? You do this for us, Ros, this code thing, and then perhaps you get to walk away.
Back to those you have betrayed.
Ros! Ros, you have to stop him.
If he reports this to Ml5, - you're blown and it's all over for all of us.
- I'm blown already.
There are bigger things happening today, Ros.
If there's any part of your life that you value, you have to kill that man.
It's fast-acting and untraceable.
Come on! - Yeah.
- What do you want? - I wanted to thank you.
- You mean you wanted to shoot me.
- You don't know what you saw.
- I know the look I saw on Hogan's face.
Ben, you know I can't discuss this over the phone.
Don't think you understand what you just saw, because you don't.
We need to talk.
We need to find a quiet place, a safe place for both of us so we can talk.
- Kaplan? - Still nothing.
Maybe he's pulling a sickie.
Call him again.
- Yeah.
- Hey, Ben.
It's Jo.
Can we meet? OK.
Somewhere public.
Then you explain to me, no jargon, no spooky bullshit, exactly what's going on, OK? - Thanks for coming.
- Thanks for coming? Oh, f What are you lot like, eh? "Thanks for coming"? Ben Why do you think you're here? We need that activation code and we need you to obtain it.
I need to know what it activates.
I won't be party to a slaughter.
Sholto, I'm blown.
- I need you to pull me out of the UK.
- That won't be possible.
- It's absolutely bloody necessary.
- You must go in.
Face it out.
No, it's gone beyond that.
Then you must set aside what you've already lost and continue.
You have no idea what I have lost.
Ros, the choices you make today may prevent a war.
Peace or war? The choice is yours.
My own team will see me dead for this.
You know them, you play them.
Turn them.
Besides, the way things have turned out, I rather think we're your team now, aren't we? A nice girl.
Somewhat tense.
Adam, we've got a very, very serious problem.
What kind of problem? Adam? You OK? If we're to deal with Ros ourselves, we need to convince the US she's not in the way.
If Hogan thinks she'll show her face here, he'll have a squad waiting for her - and we'll never get to speak to her.
- Ever again, in all likelihood.
We need to find her.
- Ros - Good morning.
If you would There's nothing to it.
Don't worry.
You betrayed everyone who ever trusted you.
I used Yalta.
And yes, I agreed with some of their objectives, - but I - You were used BY them.
- They provided outstanding intelligence.
- You bugged the Grid.
You're a traitor.
It got complicated.
It doesn't make me a traitor.
What does trying to shoot a civilian make you? Who said anything about shooting? If I wanted him dead he'd be dead.
I don't know who you are.
I don't know who I'm looking at.
Then look closer.
Do you know what your face is telling me right now? - Go on, illuminate me.
- You're scared.
This is your last chance.
Facing us, standing there.
Now.
You don't know if you're gonna walk out of here alive.
It's just a roll of the dice.
I'd forgotten I was in the presence of such an expert on women.
Oh, for God's sake.
You lay a finger on me, I'll kill you.
Enough! For what it's worth, Ros, I think Adam's right.
You came back here because you've got no choice.
Your cover's blown wide open - and I think you're scared.
- Harry SHUT UP! Now, you tell me everything.
If you don't, do I need to itemise the consequences? Yalta's planning an operation.
A big one.
Some kind of direct strike against America.
- What kind of attack? - That's unclear.
Their aim is apparently to prevent the attack on Iran.
- May I sit? - You may not.
Please continue.
Glogauer had ownership of something which made this attack possible.
- Some kind of activation code.
- For what? Bomb? Missile? I don't know.
But whatever it was, the US took it seriously enough to kill Glogauer and wipe out every Yalta operative in Britain.
Without the code, Yalta can't execute the attack, so I've been ordered I have been ordered to acquire the activation code and deliver it to them.
You think what you like.
- If I'd never infiltrated this - Being turned by them.
We'd never have known that they were planning an attack.
Not until it was too late.
Now we do, thanks to me.
If you want to stop this attack, then you need me.
You have to send me in there.
Harry, I know you're there.
I want Myers.
Soon.
Preferably in the trunk of your car.
Oh, I'm gonna kill her.
You're not.
I'm going to use her.
Because she's right.
If Yalta's planning a big attack, she's our best hope.
We'd have to send her in unsupported and unobserved.
She couldn't wear a wire We can't trust her.
- We stick to her? - WE? I need to stay as far as possible from Bob Hogan.
I don't trust you to be out there working alone with her.
This is no time to be questioning my authority.
What are you thinking? We send her in empty-handed, on a bluff.
Meanwhile, we find the activation code, we get it to Ros, she determines the nature of the attack, then reports back.
We then utilise all our resources in intercepting the attack, and in the process disembowel what remains of Yalta's operation.
Malcolm, Harry and I are going to be leaving soon.
- Can you get me some TTX2? - Synthetic tetrodotoxin? Measure the dose against Ros's body weight.
- Do you know what that'll do to her? - Yes, Malcolm.
Just get it for me.
And not a word to anyone.
I've got them working on it now.
They're employing all resources and keeping the Americans clear, but it's gonna take some time.
You think I'm enjoying being here, doing this? I'm working on it.
That'll have to do.
The activation code? - How did you locate it? - I didn't.
Ml5 did it for me.
What is this? An interrogation? - And your colleagues? - They've no idea what's going on here.
What does that mean? Who's she lying to? And Kaplan? Dealt with.
Then give it to me.
The code.
I don't think so.
No.
You'd walk away, I'd never see you again, and where would I be? Meet at TG 221442.
At noon.
Adam, it's in East Anglia.
Middle of nowhere.
- All right, Jo.
Thanks.
- Connie, we need that activation code.
Or we're dead in the water.
Thanks, Harry.
Look, I know how you must be feeling about Ros, Frankly, it doesn't compare with how we feel about her.
- Milk? Sugar? - No.
This operation isn't about Ros.
It's about stopping that attack.
Now, you must have friends who work for Glogauer.
- What was he like? - He set the editorial agenda.
After that, he mostly let the editors run the papers the way they saw fit.
Mostly? Well there was the Liam Fairfax thing Liam Fairfax invented Silicon Nation.
Four million players worldwide.
Made him a very rich boy.
But not, apparently a happy one.
Two weeks ago he took his own life.
- His company - Was owned by Glogauer.
Before he became an Internet entrepreneur Liam Fairfax was a hacker.
One of the best we ever produced.
What do we think? Liam stumbles across some secret and he passes it on or sells it to Eric Glogauer.
We know the activation code wasn't in Glogauer's office or on his computer, so we assume Fairfax must've held on to it.
If a teenage boy wants to hide something He'll hide it in his room.
Thanks.
But Ml5 went over everything and they found nothing.
Then I suggest we look again.
With a different eye.
- She's not gonna live through this.
- No.
No, she's not.
- How long does the thing last? - It's good for an hour.
We're on.
OK.
She's bitten down.
Gotcha.
This is her last-known position.
Single-approach road.
It's not good.
We'll stop short.
Go the rest of the way on foot.
- You have it? - I'm here, aren't I? Ml5 knows I've been working for you.
Before you get anything, I want my safety guaranteed.
A witness-protection programme for dirty spies, Ros? What exactly are we looking for? - We'll know when we see it.
- Is that a quote from the spy handbook? It's not massively encouraging.
Whatever happens here today, whether you execute this attack or not, I'm dead.
And I don't want to be dead.
There are books I want to read, and I still hate my kitchen.
So get me out of this, or you get nothing.
One guard visible.
Almost certainly armed.
Almost certainly not alone.
Full surveillance.
West and east.
Which means they're probably scanning for transmissions.
Effective to what? Half a kilometre? Which means all these listening devices are useless.
- They'd know we're here.
- We have to find out about Floodland.
- If we can't listen, Ros is our only source.
- We can't trust a word she says.
I'm gonna have to go in.
I'm gonna have to do it blind.
You'll need a diversion.
Tea? We're running out of time.
- Wait.
- What? Malcolm does this look right to you? Could he have hidden the code in the table? Well, Ros We do have ways of making you talk.
Yes, we all know the calibre of intelligence obtained under torture.
Quite.
Which weapon played the most crucial role in the invasion of Iraq? Enlighten me.
Satellites.
It's a technology you don't even notice.
Sugar? That war was decided by the constant flow of battlefield information from weather satellites, spy satellites Instant intelligence enables instant reactions.
It's what they call shortening the kill chain.
The entire American military machine is reliant on this technology.
If we pull the plug on it, it's rendered helpless.
Ros, in order to prevent an unnecessary and absurd war, we will take down their satellites and we'll send the Americans home to think again.
And nobody dies.
Get me a laptop.
It's on my server.
The periodic table's been rearranged.
- The elements are in the wrong order.
- You saw that? Wow! Geek.
It's called steganography.
Hiding something in plain sight.
That IS in the spy handbook.
Malcolm.
If we've guessed incorrectly, Ros dies.
If we don't guess at all, Ros dies.
She's got the code.
- How do we get the code to Ros? - A dead drop via a free email site account.
Instead of sending the email, you save it as a draft.
There's no email traffic.
Ros logs on to the drafts folder and there it is, by magic.
OK.
Rb37.
She's logging on.
Sn Sn50.
OK, Pu14.
- She's entering her password.
- Tb65.
Ga3.
Quickly, she's in.
Last one.
Be4.
One last question.
How do we know we can trust you? Oh, give me one good single sodding reason why I'd lie.
Because some people just can't help themselves.
The trouble with you, Ros, is that you're a serpentine bitch.
You wouldn't know the truth if it coiled round you and kissed you on the lips.
Nice to see you too, Juliet.
How's the spine? So are you to be trusted? Well, that's a redundant question, isn't it.
You know I agree with your aims, even if I don't approve of your tactics.
But even if that weren't the case where's left for me to go? No, no, no.
Not nearly enough.
Not even the right postal district.
What happens when I enter this code? Will Floodland be launched, or have you cooked up something artful? What do you want me to say? No? - I can't prove a negative.
- Then prove a positive.
Prove you're on this side of the fence, that you're not here on Harry Pearce's behalf.
Harry followed me here.
So did Adam.
They're surveilling us right now.
I needed to convince them I was still working for Ml5.
I needed their resources.
I used them to locate the activation code.
Where are they now? I have no idea but I planted a track on Harry.
It'll lead you straight to him.
Good.
We're getting somewhere, at last.
Feel free to leave, but, erm, like you say where have you got to go? Don't.
Just don't.
You should've let me drown when you had the chance.
What would you have done, Adam? What would Harry have done? Sometimes we have to give each other up.
Sometimes we just have to.
Of course, I always thought you were lunatic, Juliet, but I thought it was on behalf of America.
Deep cover, Harry.
Remember that? - Where's Adam? - He's popped out for milk and biscuits.
If you don't bring Adam in, we'll have to track him down and kill him.
I hope you know how much I don't want that to happen.
Juliet, what on earth are you doing? We're preventing a catastrophic war.
And how many lives do you intend to take in the process? The point is to save lives.
This is a really big, empty house.
- Adam, sound travels really easily.
- You'd die before you opened your mouth.
You sure about that? You really think you can depress that plunger all the way? Go on, then.
If you're gonna do it, just do it.
Pretty soon they're gonna work out where you are.
If we're gonna stop this attack, we have to do it together.
I can't believe I actually trusted you.
It's time to decide, Adam.
Time to make up your mind what's going on here.
Between us.
Arsehole.
Don't be too grateful.
Day's not over yet.
By what divine mandate are you elected to do this? It's our duty to stop them.
My dad used to send me to my room when I was a teenager.
- Didn't work then either.
- How do you intend to do that? Like this.
- Is this it? - Apparently.
- Malcolm, you ready? - Patched.
Ready.
Oh, Liam.
You clever boy.
- Malcolm? - Fairfax hid something in the game.
The activation code downloads it.
So, am I to believe you're a communist now? A born-again Marxist? A democrat.
First, last, and always.
There was a hacker called Liam Fairfax.
He found a back door into the American defence network.
Through that back door, we uploaded what Liam would've called a logic bomb.
When the logic bomb hits home, America's satellites go offline.
The United States will be blind and deaf, which means they won't be attacking anybody.
Not for a long time.
So, why are you telling me all this, Juliet? To recruit you, Harry.
You know you're one of us.
And you're so confident that I won't try to stop you? Well, how could you? It's already done.
- Malcolm - The logic bomb's spreading.
If Fairfax found a back door into a US satellite, the logic bomb will copy itself to the entire network.
Take them down one by one.
Like it or not, the defence of the realm is linked to America.
If they're blind, so are we.
If they're helpless, so are we.
- What do we do now? - Shut the back door.
Stop the bomb spreading.
But to do that, I need access to the bomb.
I need the computer code.
It won't allow itself to be copied, forwarded, or downloaded again.
I need to get my hands on that computer.
That actual computer.
All right, Malcolm, I'll get it to you.
Get a helicopter to Wisbech.
Special Forces will escort you from there.
Adam, wait.
They have a point.
All they're trying to do is prevent another pointless war.
- Isn't peace what we're fighting for here? - It's time to make a choice, Ros.
Here and now.
Make a choice.
You might want to take a look upstairs.
You had a visitor.
- Adam Carter? - In the house? Of course he was.
- Doing what? - Contacting the Grid, I'd imagine.
Don't worry, he's down.
He'll be all right, Harry.
I went easy on him.
Considering.
I'd like Harry to stay, if you wouldn't mind.
Let's have a quiet talk with Adam, if he's in any condition.
And I think we'd better make our preparations to leave.
Job's done, Harry.
Your boy was too late.
Would you apologise to him for me? That's assuming Do it yourself.
Send him a postcard.
Cough drop? - Oh, very clever.
- Get the keys! They're not here.
There's no time.
You have to go.
Go now! - Ros, come on.
- Go! Go! Ros! - East side.
- OK.
We found Pearce south of the house.
Spread out that way.
Race on foot to the car.
You ready? - I can't.
- What? Malcolm has to get this laptop.
- Ros, you can't go back there.
- Why? - Is it too risky? Or don't you trust me? - Of course I trust you.
- Special Forces are coming.
- Harry'll be dead before they're here.
- Juliet won't let him live.
She can't! - If you go back, you'll die.
- I can't let that happen.
I can't let you go.
- I'm not asking you for permission.
Put right what you have to and let me put right what I have to.
I can't let you walk away.
Not without This isn't right.
Me and you.
It's not right.
Me and you is broken.
It has been since day one.
- We could try.
We could - No, we can't.
And I'm not sure I want it, 'cause even if we could be fixed, you wouldn't be you and I wouldn't be me.
- We could try.
- No, we couldn't.
And we don't want to.
Not really.
We'll talk about this when you get back.
Now, you see, there's our problem, Adam.
We lie to each other.
It's in our blood.
- We've lost them.
- This operation is concluded.
Pull out.
- Can you stop it? - If I can identify how the bomb uploaded.
I need to find the back door before I can close it.
The back door's a civilian comms satellite.
It's very smart and very sophistic - Can you stop it? - I don't know.
- Don't be such a bloody moron, Harry.
- Ros, let He's done some damage, but I've uploaded a flash worm.
Now we just have to wait.
- I'm sorry.
- No need.
I'm enjoying myself.
The world's about to change, Harry.
It's time you chose sides.
I know you have no love for the American imperium.
I have no love for self-appointed saviours either.
All I've done is all we've ever done.
Put Britain first.
I gave you the opportunity to walk away and you didn't take it.
You betrayed this operation AND you betrayed Harry's.
You never found your place in this world, did you, Ros? You never found your place, and now Now you don't have one.
I'm sorry.
- Oh, come on, Juliet.
- Juliet, don't do this.
- Ros, look at me.
- Harry Ros, you are an outstanding officer.
You are my outstanding officer.
Don't be afraid.
Do not be afraid.
Now is not the time to start patronising me.
Don't you know any good jokes? - Juliet! - Harry! Goodbye, Harry.
Clear.
- Clear.
- Clear.
Clear! One hostage.
We lost eight per cent of our satellite capacity.
Back online and fully operational in four weeks.
Six, maybe.
- We owe ya, Harry.
- Glad to have made the world safe again for American aggression.
I'm sorry about your officer, but I will need verification that your leak has been plugged.
and the corruptible bodies of those who sleep in him shall be changed.
"I am the resurrection and the life," said the Lord.
"He that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall live.
"And whosoever liveth and believeth in me, shall never die.
" Unto Almighty God we commend the soul of our sister departed.
I'm sorry.
But you understand.
I don't care what she did, you could at least allow her some dignity.
- Look, for what it's worth - Don't say it.
She's dead.
Whatever you say about her now means nothing.
Ros Ros Oh, thank God.
Oh, thank God.
Ssh You have to be Please, you have to be quiet.
Ssh Ssh I switched syringes.
You were injected with a synthetic nerve agent.
Slows respiration heart rate brain activity.
- Simulates death.
- TTX2.
Why would you do that? I knew they'd want you dead.
I knew how they preferred to do their killing.
So I thought I'd save you by getting there first.
- It's fatal twenty per cent of the time.
- Twenty-five.
Drink.
I did kill you, Ros.
You're dead.
The Americans won't hear excuses, so you're dead.
Here's a change of clothes, a passport, and some money.
You walk away and you don't look back.
Not ever.
If I came with you they'd know.
If they know, they'll come after you.
I can't let that happen.
Ros, we don't have time for this.
There's never any time, is there? There's never enough time.
Not for us.
Not for us.
Don't go missing my funeral.
This story could topple the government? Section D has been suspended pending investigation of the Ros Myers affair.
This could be all my fault.
I went to Kaplan.
- People have a right to know.
- It is not your job to inform them.
It's not my job anymore.
I'm done with it.
- Not the words of a spy.
- I don't think I'm a spy anymore.
My team is under threat of assassination.
He'll use the bomb to kill you.
Are we talking Al-Qaeda? Iran? We're talking a walking ghost with a death wish.
Come armed, and I will detonate the bomb.