Spooks s07e02 Episode Script
Split Loyalties
Lucas paid an appalling price in Moscow.
They said I could come home if I spied for them.
And you said? Yes.
Nothing matters.
Everyone matters, or no-one.
Harry, this car.
It's just one colossal bomb.
Kachimov.
He knew the attack was coming, and did nothing to stop it.
Adam, you won't make it.
Ditch the car.
No.
If I do that, people die.
Adam! He'll make it.
It's not far.
Come on, come on, come on.
In some ways this a preferable outcome.
They will be unbalanced by shock.
Kachimov was behind the attack.
Then I feel Mr Kachimov should be made to feel some of our pain.
We will have revenge.
In the wake of yesterday's aborted terror plot, the opposition have been swift to question the Government on the impact of its anti-terror legislation.
Other than a brief statement in which it gave thanks to the police and emergency services for their part in averting "an unthinkable catastrophe", the Government has yet to officially comment.
No details have been released about the identities of the suspected terrorists involved.
It is believed one of the would-be bombers died in the attack.
There were no other casualties.
So you're not going home? They sold my house, given that I was inconveniently dead.
It's a house! I know that you and Adam Adam and I were never going to be, Harry.
That's why I stayed dead in the first place, to let him move on.
And you? Me, too.
To let me move on.
Adam was gonna die, Harry.
To know him at all, was to know that.
He knew it.
It didn't frighten him.
It exhilarated him.
It gave him purpose.
Yes.
I've had a lot of time and I've done a lot of thinking, Harry.
I made my choices.
I made them a long time ago and as it turns out, they were the right ones.
This is what I am.
I want it back.
Give me Section D.
Ros, nobody's more capable of running the section.
I know that But you think because Adam died, I'm going to go to pieces.
Well, I'm not, I'm ready.
You might be.
You might be ready to leap into the fray, Ros.
But I'm not even sure I can trust my own judgement at the moment.
My friend is dead and I want nothing more than revenge.
I want to take the Russian operation in Britain, shoot it through the heart and watch it bleed to death.
Am I to be allowed that indulgence? I'm going to ask Dolby for authorisation to target Kachimov, directly.
Go to bed, Harry.
We're not doing each other any good.
News just in, six crew members are feared dead, after a fishing vessel sank off the Norfolk coast earlier this evening.
No distress signal was sent.
Coastguards will continue their search through the night.
Anxious families have gathered at the community hall as they await further news.
Go home, Malcolm.
I'm too angry to go home.
So what are you doing? Displacement activity.
Surfing the frequencies.
Don't stay all night.
Absolutely.
Goodnight.
Just let me see that I have you all right.
Your contention is that the Kremlin is sponsoring Al Qaeda in London, yes? By sponsoring terrorism on these shores, Russia is demonstrating the price Britain is paying for her wars in Iraq and Afghanistan.
And thereby for her reliance upon Middle Eastern oil.
Rather than, one supposes, the cuddly Russian variety.
The Kremlin is attempting to destabilise this country.
Which is a stepping stone on Russia's path towards becoming the world's first energy super power.
Moved as I am by the Clarian call, I am bound to say that you haven't given me enough to authorise the targeting of a senior Russian figure.
Especially since the relationship between Britain and the Kremlin is already at a 30-year low.
The security service doesn't base its strategic policy on one officer's desire for revenge, however eminent the officer.
You do see that, Sir Harry? How's the promotion looking, Richard? Rosy, is it? We are all upset, Harry.
But let's not forget ourselves.
After all these years, it would be a pity if either of us said anything we might later regret.
Just let's be clear, Harry.
You stay away from Arkady Kachimov.
Best leave it there, I think, don't you? Good to see you.
The incident with the trawler is unfortunate, but everyone seems to have accepted it as an accident.
They have no idea of the storm that's coming.
Hello! Hello, there.
Moving in? I am.
I'm moving in.
It's always such a mess, isn't it? Such a pickle.
It is.
Seeing your life in boxes.
Macaroons.
To welcome you to your new home.
Would you like to come in for a cup of tea? I'm sure I've got a kettle here somewhere.
You've got more than enough to be getting on with.
I'll take a wind check on the tea.
Rain check.
Quite.
I have not been authorised to target the Russian operation in London.
So what do we do? We target the Russian operation in London.
Led by this man, Arkady Kachimov.
I've been told we can't target him directly, but we have to find out what his game is.
He's a real and present danger to the British and let's not forget, this is the man responsible for the death of Adam Carter.
Adam once said to me, "Revenge is an expression of pain, "pain is weakness.
"We never show weakness.
" Well, Adam's dead, Jo.
Exactly how well do we know Kachimov? A file three inches thick.
It tells us where he's been, what he's done and with whom.
But I want the smell of him, his breath, his sweat.
And to that end, I'll be contacting Lucas North to brief me, later today.
In addition to building a file on Kachimov, we select a key Russian player in London, no-one with diplomatic status.
We don't want to give them any reason to play the victim.
And then let's leverage that asset until the pips squeak.
Find me a way to stop Arkady Kachimov.
One more thing.
As of today, Ros assumes the position of section chief.
So.
Shall we? Good morning, Lucas.
Harry.
How are you? How's the team coping? Would you mind coming on to the Grid? I need you to brief us about Kachimov.
I'll be there in two minutes.
Sorry.
Da.
Harry Pierce has called me onto the Grid.
He wants to talk about you.
Well, pleased as I am to hear from you, Lucas, your standing orders are never to make direct contact with me.
This is what handlers are for.
Well, I've yet to meet my handler, Arkady, and this is a one-use phone.
What will you tell him? That you're a pussy cat.
You need to watch your back.
Harry's developed a particular animus for you.
He's jealous.
He worries for your loyalty.
He has to be, he's a spy.
But still this need to worry, it wounds him.
He wants to trust you, he yearns to trust you.
And therefore in his heart, he has decided to trust you, whether he is aware of that fact, or not.
You've got to feel sorry for the poor bastard.
I promise I will try.
You know given the chance, he's gonna eat you alive.
No.
Let us hope, if he ever gets the chance, he has a hearty appetite.
There can be no more direct contact, Lucas.
We don't see each other, we don't speak to each other again.
This is the nature of your life now.
You must live as though your friends are your enemies, your enemies are friends.
I must ask you to do this for me.
My operation will make contact very shortly.
Over and out, then.
Over and out.
Doughnut, Malcolm? I ate the chocolate one.
Sorry.
So, how are youabout Adam? Well, to be honest, I'm not quite sure.
It's a shock, losing someone like that.
Someone that shines brightly in your life and then winks out.
Adam wasvery admirable.
Drove like a lunatic, though.
How are things with you? Fine, I think.
You OK for food? The service could arrange to stock you up.
You're kind, Malcolm.
That's one thing that hasn't changed.
But, er, I'll do my own shopping.
Lucas.
If you would.
If you want to get inside the head of Arkady Kachimov, the first thing you need to know is he's patient.
He spent years interrogating me.
He was always very .
.
gentle, very playful.
No aggression, no impatience.
So he's a chess player.
Yeah.
It was three years before he even began to seed hints about turning me, sending me home.
And how did he approach that? Did he play on sexual anxiety, the fear your ex might No.
No, he never took that route.
He used my relationship with you, Harry.
In what way? Well, he implied that you, personally, didn't seem to be in much of a hurry to get me back.
So however obliquely, he used personal revenge as a motive? Yes.
And what are your personal feelings towards him? What do you want me to say? I spent eight years getting to know the man.
He was good company.
He was my only company.
Your only company? You had no other visitors? No FSB interrogators? Plenty, especially in the first few months.
But I wouldn't describe them as "company".
Thank you, Lucas.
You're free to go.
Good luck with the unpacking.
Ros, could I just have a word with Harry, please? Naturally.
I know what you're gonna say.
And I'd like to say I want to come back.
No.
I'm ready.
You are not! Debriefing alone will take several weeks.
Then there's your physical and mental health.
Of course, there's the question of my loyalty.
In my mind, there's no question.
But that's my mistake, Lucas.
It will be wrong of me to trust you because of where you've been, who you've been with and the threat that Russia currently poses towards this country.
Don't take this personally.
You're home.
Take the time, enjoy it.
Home isn't where you live.
It's where people understand you.
If I don't have trust from MI5, from you, then I'll never really be home.
I'll just be back in England.
We think we might have a potential Russian asset.
What've you got? Well, if we're looking at non-diplomatic targets, then the oil company Christus Oil's the go-to destination.
Several of its UK-based employees are active Russian spies.
But the biggest fish by far is this man.
Alexander Beletsky.
If anyone knows what Kachimov is up to, it's him.
He's being mentioned as a future Russian president.
His line to the Kremlin couldn't be more direct, or privileged.
So he'll know as much about high-level Russian espionage in Britain as Kachimov himself.
He's based out of Moscow with a house, well, a mansion, really, in Surrey.
Yeah, it looks like Moscow on Thames.
He's got a wife, two kids, both at private school, both with 24-hour security and surveillance.
The place is wired like a Swiss Bank and under constant watch.
Dirt? Well, for a man with presidential aspirations, he's got an unhealthy fondness for fine art.
Not all of it kosher.
OK.
Well if he's our big fish, let's hook him, land him, gut him.
Play dirty.
Mrs Beletsky.
Yes.
May we come in? What's happened? Quiet! All right, get down, down, down, down.
Keep quiet.
You're being watched, Mrs Beletsky.
So lie there, nice and still, until your guard arrives.
Connie tells me you've been on the Grid all night.
That's not the way to deal with it, Malcolm.
I was here because a GCHQ listening station picked up an anomaly on a frequency scan.
Ah, I see.
And am I going to understand the next bit? It was a low power beam at 532 nanometres.
A pulse of half a nanosecond.
I say again.
I think it may be a comms burst from a submarine.
What submarine? Exactly.
I've been liaising with GCHQ, Naval Command and the Cousins, trying to eliminate alternative explanations.
Alternative explanations to what? To the fact there might be an unidentified Russian submarine in British waters.
It definitely didn't originate from a British vessel? There were none within 500 square kilometres of the point of origin.
Other nations with subs capable of a stealth incursion? America.
But it's not American.
And it's the wrong strategic theatre for the Chinese.
Last known Russian deployment? The St Petersburg, but even she couldn't enter our coastal waters entirely undetected.
Besides which, she's currently in dock for a refit.
It's as if the Russians are fluttering their eyelashes, playing innocent.
If there's a Russian stealth vessel operating in British waters, I want to know what it's up to.
I need hard proof of its existence and its purpose.
Put the squeeze on Beletsky.
I want you to find out who they are and I want you to bring me bits of them! They want me to do what?! Don't turn around.
Why not? I've got split ends.
What do you want? Money? Just so you know what we're talking about.
This is Saint Catherine Rising, painted by Peter Paul Rubens between 1609 and 1612.
You had it stolen from the Georgian Peoples Public Museum 12 years ago.
Would you like it back? Yes.
What is Russia planning? I have no way of knowing this.
Of course, you may choose to let me keep the painting.
In which case, I'll reveal its provenance.
Do you think there'll be a President Beletsky if you've been imprisoned for theft? So I'll ask you again, because I was brought up to be polite and because I'm in a good mood.
What is Russia planning? Yesterday A coded damage report was relayed to an FSB safe house from a Russian submarine in British waters.
It was damaged in a collision of some kind.
What else? Nothing.
Oh, there's always something.
Tell me and I'll let you keep them.
All I know is, I've been ordered to shut down Christus Oil's computer servers today.
When today? 3.
58pm.
Why? Because I do as I'm told to do.
That everything? Ow! Congratulations.
Your testicles are yours to take home with you.
Harry.
I think we got what we wanted.
There is a submarine out there.
There's also something happening at 4pm.
Beletsky's been ordered to shut down his company servers.
Are you all right? Yeah, good.
Why? You just seem verychipper.
Well, I'm a very chipper person.
Ask anyone.
I thoughtyou know People die, Ben.
Anyone you ever met, anyone you ever will meet.
They die.
Would you like me to get out and push? Yeah.
Sorry.
Last night a fishing boat sank off the East coast.
Now if it sank as a result of a collision with the submarine, that would explain the damage report.
The damage report would explain Malcolm's rogue comms signal.
So the submarine's still in British waters? As of last night, yes.
We also know Beletsky was personally ordered to take the Christus Oil servers offline at 3.
58pm today.
I've been thinking about this ever since we picked up the comms burst.
Beletsky's intel seems to corroborate it.
I think they might be planning to tap a cable.
What does that mean? Electronic data travels through fibre-optic cables which cross the ocean floor.
There are thousands of them, passing phone calls, emails, electronic files, travelling through a strand of glass as thin as a human hair.
They run uncovered at depths in excess of 1,000 feet.
Making them accessible to a specially equipped submarine.
And making it the perfect location from which to launch a cyber attack.
Because from the deep ocean nobody could prove they were responsible.
Cyber warfare? Estonia, early 2007.
A cyber attack almost took out the entire country.
The attackers send a tsunami of information.
It clogs up computer servers, brings them down.
Sort of kills them, in the end.
It's called Distributed Denial of Service.
A sophisticated attack would shut down every computer system in Britain.
The damage would be on a scale otherwise achieved only through all-out nuclear strike.
We have less than four hours to pre-empt it.
We better call the JIC.
Harry, what have you come here to propose? Shut down the internet.
Oh, shut down the internet, of course.
You know for a moment I thought you were about to suggest something altogether absurd.
If this country does not have internet connectivity then the attack cannot happen.
So, shut it down.
Can we even do that? We do have a provision in place, yes.
But this notion is certifiably insane.
It is a drastic contingency.
But it's the only contingency left open to us.
It's not a contingency, it's an error that would cost the economy billions.
You have no concrete evidence whatsoever.
This is entirely circumstantial and one has to assume, Harry, that you are being motivated emotionally.
I'm sorry, Harry, I have to agree.
You're wrong.
Richard, for once put departmental politics aside and listen to what I'm actually saying.
What you're saying is that we should take a medicine that's as bad as the malady.
Kill or cure, is that it? Harry, this is just too much to ask.
Even if I was of a mind to help you, Number Ten wouldCOULD never allow it.
Then Number Ten is about to watch this country stumble and fall.
Hello, mate, I've got a package for Lucas North? In all these years of knowing him, I never understood why the fascination for William Blake? Blake was a visionary.
He distrusted systems.
Lucas is the same.
So how does it make you feel, to think of seeing him? A little sick.
This is a normal reaction.
It will pass.
How will I contact him? Contact has already been made.
I don't understand.
Who better to be your handler, than your ex-wife? What? You were Always? I loved you.
But I love Russia, too.
How many years did I waste? You lied to me, too.
I never lied.
Did you tell me what you were? I thought of you.
All that time.
Eight years.
I thought of nothing but you.
You lied to me and now your lie is turning round and coming back at you.
What we have left is this.
Well, I can't do this.
The point of me being your handler is that there's every reason for people who were oncetogether, who have not seen each other for so long, occasionally to catch up.
Drink coffee.
What do you need to know? An encrypted communication was sent last night, from international waters.
Has MI5 identified the source of this signal? There's no way that I can access that kind of information.
The trust isn't there.
Not yet.
Well, you're the spy.
I need you to report by 3.
30pm.
After that, no phones.
Why no phones? All I know.
No phones.
Malcolm, we need a plan of attack, we need to get on to the offensive.
Anything from the JIC? The Joint Intelligence Committee won't take the political risk.
They're sending us a couple of naval technicians.
We've got three hours to avert this attack.
The only thing I can come up with is that to launch the attack, the submarine needs to physically link to the fibre-optic communications cable.
If we can find a way of talking to the sub, computer to computer, I could launch a Zero Day attack - effectively bouncing the cyber attack back onto its source.
It would take out the sub's computer system, its navigations.
Would you have time to prepare the attack? Well, yes, but we need to identify which cable the sub's planning to lock onto.
Out of several thousand.
And even then, I'll still need the submarine's remote access protocols.
We need somebody with access to Arkady Kachimov.
I ate all the chocolate ones.
Sorry.
So, how are you? I ate all the chocolate ones.
Sorry.
I ate all the chocolate ones.
Sorry.
I ate all the chocolate ones.
Sorry.
I ate all the chocolate ones.
Sorry.
I ate all the chocolate ones.
Sorry.
To foil the cyber attack, we have to use the asset we have who is closest to the Russians.
Lucas? He has a relationship with Kachimov.
Kachimov was responsible for Adam's death.
And I said we will have revenge.
This is the start.
Lucas is damaged goods.
You want to put him up against a man like Kachimov? I said before Yeah, he was one of the best.
Was.
If this submarine attack takes place, it's not just the economy that will scream.
There will be civilian casualties.
We've only got two hours and I'm running short of options, Ros.
Do you trust him? Bring him in.
Let's talk.
He left his house ten minutes ago.
You've had the place under surveillance? Of course.
Do you know where he is now? No, you can try his ex-wife, Elizabeta Starkova.
I'll get Jo onto it, I'll go to Lucas' flat.
See what he's done with it.
Harry? 'Ros?' Either Lucas is a very mucky puppy - unlikely for someone who's spent eight years under prison discipline - or everything in this room has been carefully positioned.
Either way, I'm not searching it.
That's her, Elizabeta.
'Yeah.
' She's leaving the building.
No sign of Lucas.
Thanks, Jo.
Stay on her.
Pest control.
Anything on the video surveillance? They used to send a nice young man.
Any movement of note? There was something earlier.
Oh, crap.
Ros? Harry.
I'm afraid we've gone bobbing for a bad apple.
Lucas is a double agent.
You were right to be cautious.
On this occasion, I'd be happy to have been wrong.
So, it turns out, actually doing this is more difficult than I thought it was gonna be.
Anyone who sells themselves was a virgin once.
And you didn't sell yourself cheap.
Eight years.
What if it had been five years? Four years? Two? What conversation would we be having now? This one.
Lucas.
It's for the best.
MI5 never helped you.
These people, you owe them nothing.
You gave them all those years of solitude and darkness.
In comparison, thislittle bit of information.
It's nothing.
Thank you.
Are you happy? Happiness isn't about getting what we want.
It's about appreciating what we have.
So yes, I'm happy.
One day, you'll be happy too.
You didn't believe all that happiness crap, did you? Ah! How's the nervous system? Twitchy.
This is a mistake.
I'm glad you didn't waste those years trying to memorise convincing excuses.
Maybe Kachimov should add that to his curriculum.
We should be following Elizabeta.
We are following Elizabeta.
Come on, Lucas.
Impress me with your ability to talk your way out of this.
I agreed to be Kachimov's agent in London.
Of course I did.
But just to get back.
To come home.
God knows I couldn't rely on you to do it for me.
You failed to mention this earlier.
Why? I told you in the car.
You joked about it in the car.
You suspected it.
You as good as told me.
If I admitted it officially, you'd lock me in a cell and debrief me for months.
I've seen enough cells.
So I decided to prove myself, by bringing Kachimov to you.
This is actually rather good.
It has the advantage of being true.
You passed on deeply sensitive information to the head of the FSB in London in order to bring him down.
Yes, I did.
Explain to me how that works.
Kachimov ordered me to find out about a message that you may have intercepted.
Something originating from the ocean.
And you decided to find it, and tell him.
I did.
Why? Because he knows what the message is.
He knows where it came from and he knows that you've intercepted it.
He's testing me.
Sending me out to get something that he already knows.
It's the only way he can prove my worth as an asset.
And Kachimov really, really needs to trust me.
It's his greatest vulnerability.
He's embarked on a major operation, and in the chaos that follows, he's going to need a man on the inside.
Because that way, he can stay one step ahead of any possible retaliation.
He wants you - he wants all of us - dancing to his tune.
If you're lying to me, you won't get so much as a funeral.
I sent Elizabeta to meet Kachimov because I had to get him out of that embassy.
I have to get him out and on his own if I'm going to turn him.
I know you want him, Harry.
Well, so do I.
This is your chance.
Your one chance.
Take it, now, right now or let him go.
We need you to get the submarine's remote access protocols.
They'll be inside the Russian Embassy.
How much time do we have? Less than an hour.
OK, it looks like she's making a rendezvous.
I tell you this, Elizabeta.
You go now and pick up your child and buy bottled water, and canned food.
Enough to last for one week, at least, ertwo, perhaps three, to be safe.
What's happening? There will be unrest for a while.
So you go now.
Get your child.
Be safe.
She went that way.
Ah, I'll catch her later.
So what is this? Surprise party? Music and dancing girls? Oh, I think there've been enough surprises for one day.
Anyway I've got something for you.
Please.
Go on.
There's a submarine, a spy submarine in British waters.
Today, it will be used to launch a cyber attack on Britain.
And this is what MI5 has learned? This is what MI5 has learned.
And how do they know these things? They have a mole in the Russian Embassy.
Very high level.
Who? You.
Don't be so It's you, Arkady.
Like it or not, it's you.
Look at the pair of you.
So old-school, it's as if the wall never fell.
So your whole strategy is rather dependent on one thing.
Which one of you am I loyal to? It should be an easy decision.
With our control over energy your country is finished.
Yeah, but if I were to make a decision based on something more than self-interest, I could expose you as a traitor.
This is not true.
No? You cannot make it look Yes, I can.
No, you can't.
Not true enough.
Well, we know about the submarine attack and we know, because you told me and I told MI5.
They'll never believe you.
Depends what they want to believe, because your bosses are certainly gonna want a scapegoat when we publicise this aggression.
If I were you, I'd keep a Geiger counter handy because they're gonna light you up like Litvinenko for making them look stupid.
If, however, you give me the sub codes and we foil this little plot with nobody any the wiser, wouldn't that be better for everyone? What delicious irony.
You are trying to turn me, my own spy.
Well, let's just call it a strategic retreat on your part.
Live to fight another day.
Still it doesn't really matter if I'm not your spy, Arkady.
What matters is whether you get lost in the fallout.
They've got eight minutes till the attack is due.
As soon as I access this, it'll set off alarm bells in the embassy.
They'll come.
Just do as you're asked.
Leave the worrying to me.
Yeah, this is an emergency call from MI5, Agent ID PLM29/8818181.
Code word rhino, repeat code word rhino.
Please be advised MI5 has a credible threat.
There is a bomb in the building.
Repeat, there is a bomb in the embassy.
Do it now.
Now! Come on, Lucas.
That one there.
Malcolm, it's on its way.
OK.
OK.
It's a modified T-Class spy sub, the Alexi Leonov.
They've breached the cable, We've got 30 seconds.
It's launching from cable number ARD 392, the deep North Atlantic.
I'm launching the Zero Day attack.
That's their tertiary firewall infected.
Nearly, nearly, nearly That's the secondary firewall.
Malcolm Wait.
Malcolm, quickly.
Got them! 'And this evening the Kremlin has thanked 'the Royal Navy for its speedy assistance after a Russian submarine on an oceanographic survey 'sank off the coast of Britain, following what's been described as catastrophic engine failure.
'Naval rescue boats raced to the scene after the submarine sent out 'a distress signal earlier this afternoon.
' Excellent news.
We've sent them a huge message.
So long as it buys me out of a six-month debrief.
It's bought you a return to this section.
If that's what you want.
Of course I do, Harry.
What happens to Kachimov? He belongs to us now.
That's our revenge.
Well, it seems to me the punishment doesn't fit the crime.
Kachimov's a big prize.
Don't underestimate his importance in future battles.
Exactly what Adam would have said.
Well, as you said to me, Ros, Adam's dead.
And Kachimov is responsible.
Harry, he was worth more.
I'm not sure I like what you've done with the house.
My tastes have changed.
I'm sure they have.
We have your boss, Elizabeta.
Your boss, too.
No.
You weren't FSB when we were married.
When did Kachimov turn you? He approached me a little over a year ago.
He told me you'd been arrested, but you were alive.
And that you could come home, if I helped him.
Why did you say yes? Why put yourself at risk? He showed me photographs of you in that place.
Your skin.
He said it would be easier on you if you believed I had always worked for him.
Well, he's a very clever man, Elizabeta, but he's not a good man.
So now? You arrest me? I can tell you now, I know nothing of value.
My friends want to throw you to the lions.
But it would be so easy to implicate you.
To make it look like you and Kachimov were working together, for MI5.
Because that's what I am.
I'm MI5.
I was MI5 when we married, MI5 all those years in prison, and I'm MI5 now.
Whatever your reasons for working with Kachimov, you need to think about protecting your family.
So let me help you.
How? Work for us.
Were you always this cold .
.
under the skin? Was that man I knew just a lie? If you don't let me do this, they will take everything away from you.
This life.
This happiness.
It will all be gone.
I know what that's like.
And there are no words to describe how terrible it is.
My husband is home.
You were Rangefinder, no? The British asset in Moscow.
I ordered your execution.
Well, silly old you.
It's all over, Arkady.
Done and dusted.
Your escort will be here in a moment or two.
I know you won't mind if I don't wait around to wave goodbye.
Sothis is it.
This is it.
You won't be free, not for some time.
But we'll make you as comfortable as possible.
Until you have squeezed from me the very last piece of intelligence that I have.
You know the game.
And I bow to the better player.
I congratulate you on your victory.
God save me from any more victories like this one.
It's a pity about your man.
Carter, was it? He's dead.
That's not a pity.
It's a crime.
And I did what I had to do for my country.
I'm not seeking forgiveness.
You'll find none.
And you will never find rest, Harry, until you have forgiven yourself.
Men like us, there is no room for remorse.
Carter was a very courageous fellow.
But he was a resource and resources can be replaced.
There's always another courageous fellow waiting to step into the breach.
No! Into what dangers would you lead me? Harry sweated blood to get you back.
He'd rather die than let anything happen to you.
Just one dog inside another Pow! .
.
inside another.
Tell me about it.
The best kept secret we ever had.
No idea.
Clear the area! This man has a bomb! Police! Zulu-3 respond.
They said I could come home if I spied for them.
And you said? Yes.
Nothing matters.
Everyone matters, or no-one.
Harry, this car.
It's just one colossal bomb.
Kachimov.
He knew the attack was coming, and did nothing to stop it.
Adam, you won't make it.
Ditch the car.
No.
If I do that, people die.
Adam! He'll make it.
It's not far.
Come on, come on, come on.
In some ways this a preferable outcome.
They will be unbalanced by shock.
Kachimov was behind the attack.
Then I feel Mr Kachimov should be made to feel some of our pain.
We will have revenge.
In the wake of yesterday's aborted terror plot, the opposition have been swift to question the Government on the impact of its anti-terror legislation.
Other than a brief statement in which it gave thanks to the police and emergency services for their part in averting "an unthinkable catastrophe", the Government has yet to officially comment.
No details have been released about the identities of the suspected terrorists involved.
It is believed one of the would-be bombers died in the attack.
There were no other casualties.
So you're not going home? They sold my house, given that I was inconveniently dead.
It's a house! I know that you and Adam Adam and I were never going to be, Harry.
That's why I stayed dead in the first place, to let him move on.
And you? Me, too.
To let me move on.
Adam was gonna die, Harry.
To know him at all, was to know that.
He knew it.
It didn't frighten him.
It exhilarated him.
It gave him purpose.
Yes.
I've had a lot of time and I've done a lot of thinking, Harry.
I made my choices.
I made them a long time ago and as it turns out, they were the right ones.
This is what I am.
I want it back.
Give me Section D.
Ros, nobody's more capable of running the section.
I know that But you think because Adam died, I'm going to go to pieces.
Well, I'm not, I'm ready.
You might be.
You might be ready to leap into the fray, Ros.
But I'm not even sure I can trust my own judgement at the moment.
My friend is dead and I want nothing more than revenge.
I want to take the Russian operation in Britain, shoot it through the heart and watch it bleed to death.
Am I to be allowed that indulgence? I'm going to ask Dolby for authorisation to target Kachimov, directly.
Go to bed, Harry.
We're not doing each other any good.
News just in, six crew members are feared dead, after a fishing vessel sank off the Norfolk coast earlier this evening.
No distress signal was sent.
Coastguards will continue their search through the night.
Anxious families have gathered at the community hall as they await further news.
Go home, Malcolm.
I'm too angry to go home.
So what are you doing? Displacement activity.
Surfing the frequencies.
Don't stay all night.
Absolutely.
Goodnight.
Just let me see that I have you all right.
Your contention is that the Kremlin is sponsoring Al Qaeda in London, yes? By sponsoring terrorism on these shores, Russia is demonstrating the price Britain is paying for her wars in Iraq and Afghanistan.
And thereby for her reliance upon Middle Eastern oil.
Rather than, one supposes, the cuddly Russian variety.
The Kremlin is attempting to destabilise this country.
Which is a stepping stone on Russia's path towards becoming the world's first energy super power.
Moved as I am by the Clarian call, I am bound to say that you haven't given me enough to authorise the targeting of a senior Russian figure.
Especially since the relationship between Britain and the Kremlin is already at a 30-year low.
The security service doesn't base its strategic policy on one officer's desire for revenge, however eminent the officer.
You do see that, Sir Harry? How's the promotion looking, Richard? Rosy, is it? We are all upset, Harry.
But let's not forget ourselves.
After all these years, it would be a pity if either of us said anything we might later regret.
Just let's be clear, Harry.
You stay away from Arkady Kachimov.
Best leave it there, I think, don't you? Good to see you.
The incident with the trawler is unfortunate, but everyone seems to have accepted it as an accident.
They have no idea of the storm that's coming.
Hello! Hello, there.
Moving in? I am.
I'm moving in.
It's always such a mess, isn't it? Such a pickle.
It is.
Seeing your life in boxes.
Macaroons.
To welcome you to your new home.
Would you like to come in for a cup of tea? I'm sure I've got a kettle here somewhere.
You've got more than enough to be getting on with.
I'll take a wind check on the tea.
Rain check.
Quite.
I have not been authorised to target the Russian operation in London.
So what do we do? We target the Russian operation in London.
Led by this man, Arkady Kachimov.
I've been told we can't target him directly, but we have to find out what his game is.
He's a real and present danger to the British and let's not forget, this is the man responsible for the death of Adam Carter.
Adam once said to me, "Revenge is an expression of pain, "pain is weakness.
"We never show weakness.
" Well, Adam's dead, Jo.
Exactly how well do we know Kachimov? A file three inches thick.
It tells us where he's been, what he's done and with whom.
But I want the smell of him, his breath, his sweat.
And to that end, I'll be contacting Lucas North to brief me, later today.
In addition to building a file on Kachimov, we select a key Russian player in London, no-one with diplomatic status.
We don't want to give them any reason to play the victim.
And then let's leverage that asset until the pips squeak.
Find me a way to stop Arkady Kachimov.
One more thing.
As of today, Ros assumes the position of section chief.
So.
Shall we? Good morning, Lucas.
Harry.
How are you? How's the team coping? Would you mind coming on to the Grid? I need you to brief us about Kachimov.
I'll be there in two minutes.
Sorry.
Da.
Harry Pierce has called me onto the Grid.
He wants to talk about you.
Well, pleased as I am to hear from you, Lucas, your standing orders are never to make direct contact with me.
This is what handlers are for.
Well, I've yet to meet my handler, Arkady, and this is a one-use phone.
What will you tell him? That you're a pussy cat.
You need to watch your back.
Harry's developed a particular animus for you.
He's jealous.
He worries for your loyalty.
He has to be, he's a spy.
But still this need to worry, it wounds him.
He wants to trust you, he yearns to trust you.
And therefore in his heart, he has decided to trust you, whether he is aware of that fact, or not.
You've got to feel sorry for the poor bastard.
I promise I will try.
You know given the chance, he's gonna eat you alive.
No.
Let us hope, if he ever gets the chance, he has a hearty appetite.
There can be no more direct contact, Lucas.
We don't see each other, we don't speak to each other again.
This is the nature of your life now.
You must live as though your friends are your enemies, your enemies are friends.
I must ask you to do this for me.
My operation will make contact very shortly.
Over and out, then.
Over and out.
Doughnut, Malcolm? I ate the chocolate one.
Sorry.
So, how are youabout Adam? Well, to be honest, I'm not quite sure.
It's a shock, losing someone like that.
Someone that shines brightly in your life and then winks out.
Adam wasvery admirable.
Drove like a lunatic, though.
How are things with you? Fine, I think.
You OK for food? The service could arrange to stock you up.
You're kind, Malcolm.
That's one thing that hasn't changed.
But, er, I'll do my own shopping.
Lucas.
If you would.
If you want to get inside the head of Arkady Kachimov, the first thing you need to know is he's patient.
He spent years interrogating me.
He was always very .
.
gentle, very playful.
No aggression, no impatience.
So he's a chess player.
Yeah.
It was three years before he even began to seed hints about turning me, sending me home.
And how did he approach that? Did he play on sexual anxiety, the fear your ex might No.
No, he never took that route.
He used my relationship with you, Harry.
In what way? Well, he implied that you, personally, didn't seem to be in much of a hurry to get me back.
So however obliquely, he used personal revenge as a motive? Yes.
And what are your personal feelings towards him? What do you want me to say? I spent eight years getting to know the man.
He was good company.
He was my only company.
Your only company? You had no other visitors? No FSB interrogators? Plenty, especially in the first few months.
But I wouldn't describe them as "company".
Thank you, Lucas.
You're free to go.
Good luck with the unpacking.
Ros, could I just have a word with Harry, please? Naturally.
I know what you're gonna say.
And I'd like to say I want to come back.
No.
I'm ready.
You are not! Debriefing alone will take several weeks.
Then there's your physical and mental health.
Of course, there's the question of my loyalty.
In my mind, there's no question.
But that's my mistake, Lucas.
It will be wrong of me to trust you because of where you've been, who you've been with and the threat that Russia currently poses towards this country.
Don't take this personally.
You're home.
Take the time, enjoy it.
Home isn't where you live.
It's where people understand you.
If I don't have trust from MI5, from you, then I'll never really be home.
I'll just be back in England.
We think we might have a potential Russian asset.
What've you got? Well, if we're looking at non-diplomatic targets, then the oil company Christus Oil's the go-to destination.
Several of its UK-based employees are active Russian spies.
But the biggest fish by far is this man.
Alexander Beletsky.
If anyone knows what Kachimov is up to, it's him.
He's being mentioned as a future Russian president.
His line to the Kremlin couldn't be more direct, or privileged.
So he'll know as much about high-level Russian espionage in Britain as Kachimov himself.
He's based out of Moscow with a house, well, a mansion, really, in Surrey.
Yeah, it looks like Moscow on Thames.
He's got a wife, two kids, both at private school, both with 24-hour security and surveillance.
The place is wired like a Swiss Bank and under constant watch.
Dirt? Well, for a man with presidential aspirations, he's got an unhealthy fondness for fine art.
Not all of it kosher.
OK.
Well if he's our big fish, let's hook him, land him, gut him.
Play dirty.
Mrs Beletsky.
Yes.
May we come in? What's happened? Quiet! All right, get down, down, down, down.
Keep quiet.
You're being watched, Mrs Beletsky.
So lie there, nice and still, until your guard arrives.
Connie tells me you've been on the Grid all night.
That's not the way to deal with it, Malcolm.
I was here because a GCHQ listening station picked up an anomaly on a frequency scan.
Ah, I see.
And am I going to understand the next bit? It was a low power beam at 532 nanometres.
A pulse of half a nanosecond.
I say again.
I think it may be a comms burst from a submarine.
What submarine? Exactly.
I've been liaising with GCHQ, Naval Command and the Cousins, trying to eliminate alternative explanations.
Alternative explanations to what? To the fact there might be an unidentified Russian submarine in British waters.
It definitely didn't originate from a British vessel? There were none within 500 square kilometres of the point of origin.
Other nations with subs capable of a stealth incursion? America.
But it's not American.
And it's the wrong strategic theatre for the Chinese.
Last known Russian deployment? The St Petersburg, but even she couldn't enter our coastal waters entirely undetected.
Besides which, she's currently in dock for a refit.
It's as if the Russians are fluttering their eyelashes, playing innocent.
If there's a Russian stealth vessel operating in British waters, I want to know what it's up to.
I need hard proof of its existence and its purpose.
Put the squeeze on Beletsky.
I want you to find out who they are and I want you to bring me bits of them! They want me to do what?! Don't turn around.
Why not? I've got split ends.
What do you want? Money? Just so you know what we're talking about.
This is Saint Catherine Rising, painted by Peter Paul Rubens between 1609 and 1612.
You had it stolen from the Georgian Peoples Public Museum 12 years ago.
Would you like it back? Yes.
What is Russia planning? I have no way of knowing this.
Of course, you may choose to let me keep the painting.
In which case, I'll reveal its provenance.
Do you think there'll be a President Beletsky if you've been imprisoned for theft? So I'll ask you again, because I was brought up to be polite and because I'm in a good mood.
What is Russia planning? Yesterday A coded damage report was relayed to an FSB safe house from a Russian submarine in British waters.
It was damaged in a collision of some kind.
What else? Nothing.
Oh, there's always something.
Tell me and I'll let you keep them.
All I know is, I've been ordered to shut down Christus Oil's computer servers today.
When today? 3.
58pm.
Why? Because I do as I'm told to do.
That everything? Ow! Congratulations.
Your testicles are yours to take home with you.
Harry.
I think we got what we wanted.
There is a submarine out there.
There's also something happening at 4pm.
Beletsky's been ordered to shut down his company servers.
Are you all right? Yeah, good.
Why? You just seem verychipper.
Well, I'm a very chipper person.
Ask anyone.
I thoughtyou know People die, Ben.
Anyone you ever met, anyone you ever will meet.
They die.
Would you like me to get out and push? Yeah.
Sorry.
Last night a fishing boat sank off the East coast.
Now if it sank as a result of a collision with the submarine, that would explain the damage report.
The damage report would explain Malcolm's rogue comms signal.
So the submarine's still in British waters? As of last night, yes.
We also know Beletsky was personally ordered to take the Christus Oil servers offline at 3.
58pm today.
I've been thinking about this ever since we picked up the comms burst.
Beletsky's intel seems to corroborate it.
I think they might be planning to tap a cable.
What does that mean? Electronic data travels through fibre-optic cables which cross the ocean floor.
There are thousands of them, passing phone calls, emails, electronic files, travelling through a strand of glass as thin as a human hair.
They run uncovered at depths in excess of 1,000 feet.
Making them accessible to a specially equipped submarine.
And making it the perfect location from which to launch a cyber attack.
Because from the deep ocean nobody could prove they were responsible.
Cyber warfare? Estonia, early 2007.
A cyber attack almost took out the entire country.
The attackers send a tsunami of information.
It clogs up computer servers, brings them down.
Sort of kills them, in the end.
It's called Distributed Denial of Service.
A sophisticated attack would shut down every computer system in Britain.
The damage would be on a scale otherwise achieved only through all-out nuclear strike.
We have less than four hours to pre-empt it.
We better call the JIC.
Harry, what have you come here to propose? Shut down the internet.
Oh, shut down the internet, of course.
You know for a moment I thought you were about to suggest something altogether absurd.
If this country does not have internet connectivity then the attack cannot happen.
So, shut it down.
Can we even do that? We do have a provision in place, yes.
But this notion is certifiably insane.
It is a drastic contingency.
But it's the only contingency left open to us.
It's not a contingency, it's an error that would cost the economy billions.
You have no concrete evidence whatsoever.
This is entirely circumstantial and one has to assume, Harry, that you are being motivated emotionally.
I'm sorry, Harry, I have to agree.
You're wrong.
Richard, for once put departmental politics aside and listen to what I'm actually saying.
What you're saying is that we should take a medicine that's as bad as the malady.
Kill or cure, is that it? Harry, this is just too much to ask.
Even if I was of a mind to help you, Number Ten wouldCOULD never allow it.
Then Number Ten is about to watch this country stumble and fall.
Hello, mate, I've got a package for Lucas North? In all these years of knowing him, I never understood why the fascination for William Blake? Blake was a visionary.
He distrusted systems.
Lucas is the same.
So how does it make you feel, to think of seeing him? A little sick.
This is a normal reaction.
It will pass.
How will I contact him? Contact has already been made.
I don't understand.
Who better to be your handler, than your ex-wife? What? You were Always? I loved you.
But I love Russia, too.
How many years did I waste? You lied to me, too.
I never lied.
Did you tell me what you were? I thought of you.
All that time.
Eight years.
I thought of nothing but you.
You lied to me and now your lie is turning round and coming back at you.
What we have left is this.
Well, I can't do this.
The point of me being your handler is that there's every reason for people who were oncetogether, who have not seen each other for so long, occasionally to catch up.
Drink coffee.
What do you need to know? An encrypted communication was sent last night, from international waters.
Has MI5 identified the source of this signal? There's no way that I can access that kind of information.
The trust isn't there.
Not yet.
Well, you're the spy.
I need you to report by 3.
30pm.
After that, no phones.
Why no phones? All I know.
No phones.
Malcolm, we need a plan of attack, we need to get on to the offensive.
Anything from the JIC? The Joint Intelligence Committee won't take the political risk.
They're sending us a couple of naval technicians.
We've got three hours to avert this attack.
The only thing I can come up with is that to launch the attack, the submarine needs to physically link to the fibre-optic communications cable.
If we can find a way of talking to the sub, computer to computer, I could launch a Zero Day attack - effectively bouncing the cyber attack back onto its source.
It would take out the sub's computer system, its navigations.
Would you have time to prepare the attack? Well, yes, but we need to identify which cable the sub's planning to lock onto.
Out of several thousand.
And even then, I'll still need the submarine's remote access protocols.
We need somebody with access to Arkady Kachimov.
I ate all the chocolate ones.
Sorry.
So, how are you? I ate all the chocolate ones.
Sorry.
I ate all the chocolate ones.
Sorry.
I ate all the chocolate ones.
Sorry.
I ate all the chocolate ones.
Sorry.
I ate all the chocolate ones.
Sorry.
To foil the cyber attack, we have to use the asset we have who is closest to the Russians.
Lucas? He has a relationship with Kachimov.
Kachimov was responsible for Adam's death.
And I said we will have revenge.
This is the start.
Lucas is damaged goods.
You want to put him up against a man like Kachimov? I said before Yeah, he was one of the best.
Was.
If this submarine attack takes place, it's not just the economy that will scream.
There will be civilian casualties.
We've only got two hours and I'm running short of options, Ros.
Do you trust him? Bring him in.
Let's talk.
He left his house ten minutes ago.
You've had the place under surveillance? Of course.
Do you know where he is now? No, you can try his ex-wife, Elizabeta Starkova.
I'll get Jo onto it, I'll go to Lucas' flat.
See what he's done with it.
Harry? 'Ros?' Either Lucas is a very mucky puppy - unlikely for someone who's spent eight years under prison discipline - or everything in this room has been carefully positioned.
Either way, I'm not searching it.
That's her, Elizabeta.
'Yeah.
' She's leaving the building.
No sign of Lucas.
Thanks, Jo.
Stay on her.
Pest control.
Anything on the video surveillance? They used to send a nice young man.
Any movement of note? There was something earlier.
Oh, crap.
Ros? Harry.
I'm afraid we've gone bobbing for a bad apple.
Lucas is a double agent.
You were right to be cautious.
On this occasion, I'd be happy to have been wrong.
So, it turns out, actually doing this is more difficult than I thought it was gonna be.
Anyone who sells themselves was a virgin once.
And you didn't sell yourself cheap.
Eight years.
What if it had been five years? Four years? Two? What conversation would we be having now? This one.
Lucas.
It's for the best.
MI5 never helped you.
These people, you owe them nothing.
You gave them all those years of solitude and darkness.
In comparison, thislittle bit of information.
It's nothing.
Thank you.
Are you happy? Happiness isn't about getting what we want.
It's about appreciating what we have.
So yes, I'm happy.
One day, you'll be happy too.
You didn't believe all that happiness crap, did you? Ah! How's the nervous system? Twitchy.
This is a mistake.
I'm glad you didn't waste those years trying to memorise convincing excuses.
Maybe Kachimov should add that to his curriculum.
We should be following Elizabeta.
We are following Elizabeta.
Come on, Lucas.
Impress me with your ability to talk your way out of this.
I agreed to be Kachimov's agent in London.
Of course I did.
But just to get back.
To come home.
God knows I couldn't rely on you to do it for me.
You failed to mention this earlier.
Why? I told you in the car.
You joked about it in the car.
You suspected it.
You as good as told me.
If I admitted it officially, you'd lock me in a cell and debrief me for months.
I've seen enough cells.
So I decided to prove myself, by bringing Kachimov to you.
This is actually rather good.
It has the advantage of being true.
You passed on deeply sensitive information to the head of the FSB in London in order to bring him down.
Yes, I did.
Explain to me how that works.
Kachimov ordered me to find out about a message that you may have intercepted.
Something originating from the ocean.
And you decided to find it, and tell him.
I did.
Why? Because he knows what the message is.
He knows where it came from and he knows that you've intercepted it.
He's testing me.
Sending me out to get something that he already knows.
It's the only way he can prove my worth as an asset.
And Kachimov really, really needs to trust me.
It's his greatest vulnerability.
He's embarked on a major operation, and in the chaos that follows, he's going to need a man on the inside.
Because that way, he can stay one step ahead of any possible retaliation.
He wants you - he wants all of us - dancing to his tune.
If you're lying to me, you won't get so much as a funeral.
I sent Elizabeta to meet Kachimov because I had to get him out of that embassy.
I have to get him out and on his own if I'm going to turn him.
I know you want him, Harry.
Well, so do I.
This is your chance.
Your one chance.
Take it, now, right now or let him go.
We need you to get the submarine's remote access protocols.
They'll be inside the Russian Embassy.
How much time do we have? Less than an hour.
OK, it looks like she's making a rendezvous.
I tell you this, Elizabeta.
You go now and pick up your child and buy bottled water, and canned food.
Enough to last for one week, at least, ertwo, perhaps three, to be safe.
What's happening? There will be unrest for a while.
So you go now.
Get your child.
Be safe.
She went that way.
Ah, I'll catch her later.
So what is this? Surprise party? Music and dancing girls? Oh, I think there've been enough surprises for one day.
Anyway I've got something for you.
Please.
Go on.
There's a submarine, a spy submarine in British waters.
Today, it will be used to launch a cyber attack on Britain.
And this is what MI5 has learned? This is what MI5 has learned.
And how do they know these things? They have a mole in the Russian Embassy.
Very high level.
Who? You.
Don't be so It's you, Arkady.
Like it or not, it's you.
Look at the pair of you.
So old-school, it's as if the wall never fell.
So your whole strategy is rather dependent on one thing.
Which one of you am I loyal to? It should be an easy decision.
With our control over energy your country is finished.
Yeah, but if I were to make a decision based on something more than self-interest, I could expose you as a traitor.
This is not true.
No? You cannot make it look Yes, I can.
No, you can't.
Not true enough.
Well, we know about the submarine attack and we know, because you told me and I told MI5.
They'll never believe you.
Depends what they want to believe, because your bosses are certainly gonna want a scapegoat when we publicise this aggression.
If I were you, I'd keep a Geiger counter handy because they're gonna light you up like Litvinenko for making them look stupid.
If, however, you give me the sub codes and we foil this little plot with nobody any the wiser, wouldn't that be better for everyone? What delicious irony.
You are trying to turn me, my own spy.
Well, let's just call it a strategic retreat on your part.
Live to fight another day.
Still it doesn't really matter if I'm not your spy, Arkady.
What matters is whether you get lost in the fallout.
They've got eight minutes till the attack is due.
As soon as I access this, it'll set off alarm bells in the embassy.
They'll come.
Just do as you're asked.
Leave the worrying to me.
Yeah, this is an emergency call from MI5, Agent ID PLM29/8818181.
Code word rhino, repeat code word rhino.
Please be advised MI5 has a credible threat.
There is a bomb in the building.
Repeat, there is a bomb in the embassy.
Do it now.
Now! Come on, Lucas.
That one there.
Malcolm, it's on its way.
OK.
OK.
It's a modified T-Class spy sub, the Alexi Leonov.
They've breached the cable, We've got 30 seconds.
It's launching from cable number ARD 392, the deep North Atlantic.
I'm launching the Zero Day attack.
That's their tertiary firewall infected.
Nearly, nearly, nearly That's the secondary firewall.
Malcolm Wait.
Malcolm, quickly.
Got them! 'And this evening the Kremlin has thanked 'the Royal Navy for its speedy assistance after a Russian submarine on an oceanographic survey 'sank off the coast of Britain, following what's been described as catastrophic engine failure.
'Naval rescue boats raced to the scene after the submarine sent out 'a distress signal earlier this afternoon.
' Excellent news.
We've sent them a huge message.
So long as it buys me out of a six-month debrief.
It's bought you a return to this section.
If that's what you want.
Of course I do, Harry.
What happens to Kachimov? He belongs to us now.
That's our revenge.
Well, it seems to me the punishment doesn't fit the crime.
Kachimov's a big prize.
Don't underestimate his importance in future battles.
Exactly what Adam would have said.
Well, as you said to me, Ros, Adam's dead.
And Kachimov is responsible.
Harry, he was worth more.
I'm not sure I like what you've done with the house.
My tastes have changed.
I'm sure they have.
We have your boss, Elizabeta.
Your boss, too.
No.
You weren't FSB when we were married.
When did Kachimov turn you? He approached me a little over a year ago.
He told me you'd been arrested, but you were alive.
And that you could come home, if I helped him.
Why did you say yes? Why put yourself at risk? He showed me photographs of you in that place.
Your skin.
He said it would be easier on you if you believed I had always worked for him.
Well, he's a very clever man, Elizabeta, but he's not a good man.
So now? You arrest me? I can tell you now, I know nothing of value.
My friends want to throw you to the lions.
But it would be so easy to implicate you.
To make it look like you and Kachimov were working together, for MI5.
Because that's what I am.
I'm MI5.
I was MI5 when we married, MI5 all those years in prison, and I'm MI5 now.
Whatever your reasons for working with Kachimov, you need to think about protecting your family.
So let me help you.
How? Work for us.
Were you always this cold .
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under the skin? Was that man I knew just a lie? If you don't let me do this, they will take everything away from you.
This life.
This happiness.
It will all be gone.
I know what that's like.
And there are no words to describe how terrible it is.
My husband is home.
You were Rangefinder, no? The British asset in Moscow.
I ordered your execution.
Well, silly old you.
It's all over, Arkady.
Done and dusted.
Your escort will be here in a moment or two.
I know you won't mind if I don't wait around to wave goodbye.
Sothis is it.
This is it.
You won't be free, not for some time.
But we'll make you as comfortable as possible.
Until you have squeezed from me the very last piece of intelligence that I have.
You know the game.
And I bow to the better player.
I congratulate you on your victory.
God save me from any more victories like this one.
It's a pity about your man.
Carter, was it? He's dead.
That's not a pity.
It's a crime.
And I did what I had to do for my country.
I'm not seeking forgiveness.
You'll find none.
And you will never find rest, Harry, until you have forgiven yourself.
Men like us, there is no room for remorse.
Carter was a very courageous fellow.
But he was a resource and resources can be replaced.
There's always another courageous fellow waiting to step into the breach.
No! Into what dangers would you lead me? Harry sweated blood to get you back.
He'd rather die than let anything happen to you.
Just one dog inside another Pow! .
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inside another.
Tell me about it.
The best kept secret we ever had.
No idea.
Clear the area! This man has a bomb! Police! Zulu-3 respond.