(tense dramatic music)
(phone ringing)
(speaker speaking foreign language)
(machine whirring) (machine beeping)
- [Speaker 1] All right,
why do I feel that your news would be happy?
- They brought the signing forward to today?
- Then we must resort to the contingency plan immediately.
(tense dramatic music)
(footsteps thudding) (intercom dinging)
(announcer speaking Russian)
(keys clanking)
(bag whooshing)
(both speaking Russian)
(conveyor belt whirring)
(tense dramatic music continues)
(intercom dinging)
(announcer speaking Russian)
(all speaking Russian)
(tense dramatic music)
(audience applauding) - Congratulations to you all.
- [Cameraman 1] Thanks, now this way, this way please.
(cameras shuttering) Stand still please,
just stand this way.
(cameras shuttering) (audience applauding)
- [Speaker 2] Where's your camera, come over here please.
That's good, no shoving. - The progression
with the weapons been so far?
(people murmuring) (footsteps thudding)
- Ruth, I have to see Harry.
I have new information.
- I'm afraid that's impossible.
He's being taken to the US
to answer questions about Jim Coaver's death.
- You don't understand.
Lives are at risk,
but I can only speak to him.
- What do you mean?
(tense dramatic music) (people murmuring)
- There hasn't been any confession-
- The woman who shot at me
is Veronica Duran.
A freelance black ops asset who worked for the CIA.
Coleson, A man who tried to assassinate my husband,
gained entry by hacking into the security database
with a rix-net worm. - Over here!
(footsteps thudding) This is where-
- The poison used to kill Tariq Masood
was a hydrogen cyanide derivative
administered by intradermal punch needle.
Now, do you see why I have to speak to Harry?
(cameras shuttering) (people murmuring)
- She has been instrumental-
- Get me in a room with Harry today.
- [Ruth] We have to get them together somehow now, today.
- Official channels are a dead end.
No way the Americans are just gonna lend him back
for the afternoon.
- Have you tried talking to your new boss?
- Well, no, I already know what he'll say.
He's too busy trying to patch things up with DC.
- Talking of DC, there's a US Hercules flying there
out of Welford today.
Secure diplomatic flight.
I'm betting Harry'll be on it.
We could try a direct extraction.
- Cal, help Ruth get Elena out.
- Erin, I don't have clearance.
- Ruth, If we're gonna do this,
we need you.
You're our inside woman.
(tense dramatic music)
- In my eyes, there have always been more similarities
between us than differences.
After all, we're both experts in the loss of empire.
(person knocking)
- Piotr, let me.
- [Speaker 3] Setting aside the deflation
of the egos of our great-
(door unlatching)
- Mrs Gavrik, some ladies
from the Women's Institute are here.
(door latching)
You need to shake him now.
(tense dramatic music continues)
- Piotr, I've left my scarf.
It's on the bed, would you get it?
We'll wait here.
(elevator dinging) (doors whooshing)
- Elena, if you've withheld information
that could have helped us earlier,
we're going to have a problem.
- Do you understand the guilt
Harry's always felt about me?
About Sasha?
Do you think it's what kept you from being together?
(tense dramatic music continues)
Don't worry.
Harry will see things differently soon.
(elevator dinging)
(mirror whirring)
(footsteps thudding)
(door unlatching)
- Where to, girls?
Don't say south of the river.
- [Elena] Sasha! (gun clanking)
- What is this?
Where are you going?
- I need to speak with Harry, urgently.
They're taking me to him.
- You're going to meet him now?
- [Cal] Yeah.
- I'd quite like to talk to him myself. Drive.
- Nothing like a nice day out with all the family.
(car engine roaring)
(cellphone dinging) (tense dramatic music)
(birds chirping)
(cellphone beeping)
- They've got Elena.
And Sasha's with them.
- Great.
(car engine roaring) (tires screeching)
(car engine governing)
(footsteps thudding) (doors unlatching)
- Gator Two, we've lost power.
- I hear you, Gator One, we're okay here.
Should we transfer the package?
- No, I don't like it.
Continue on to the airbase, don't stop for anything.
- Copy.
(car engine roaring)
(tires screeching)
(birds chirping)
(water splashing)
- [Speaker 4] Gator One, we are under attack.
Repeat, under attack. - Go!
Do not stop Gator 2.
Repeat, do not stop!
(gunshot booming) (tire whooshing)
(brakes screeching)
- [Erin] Stay where you are, both of you.
Hands behind your heads, now!
(tense dramatic music)
(button clicking) (door whooshing)
- This is likely to come up in your pay review.
(all panting) (water splashing)
(door whooshing)
- This is Gator One.
We've lost the package.
I repeat, we've lost the package.
(plane engine roaring)
(intercom dinging)
(announcer speaking Russian)
(both speaking Russian)
(tense dramatic music continues)
(birds squawking)
(slow dramatic music) (footsteps thudding)
- [Harry] I didn't think this place still existed.
- [Ruth] Well, it doesn't officially.
That's why I thought it would be right.
- Has Elena said anything else?
- No, she'll only talk to you.
- I hear Sasha's joined us.
- Hmm, yeah, he wouldn't give up his gun.
But I think he just wants to know what's going on.
- Don't we all?
(fence clanking)
(person knocking)
(door unlatching)
- Did you find her?
- I'm sorry Minister, there's still no sign of your wife.
Sir,
we can't find Sasha either.
(footsteps thudding) (tense dramatic music)
(door unlatching)
(door latching)
- What are we doing here, Harry?
- I'm hoping your mother is going to enlighten us.
You're welcome to listen our conversation, Sasha,
but you'll have to give me your sidearm.
(tense dramatic music continues)
(gun clanking)
(footsteps thudding)
- I read Jim Coaver's file.
- I know (pants).
(cellphone ringing)
- It's my.
- It's Ilya Gavrik.
- Let me speak to him.
Ilya.
- Harry?
Where is my son?
- He's with me.
And so is your wife.
She has information.
I'm about to hear it.
- I'm informing your Home Secretary.
Then I'm coming to get my family.
- Certainly.
I'll send you our coordinates.
- Why would you do that?
- Because you couldn't possibly get here
before she tells me the truth.
- Everything all right, sir?
- Bring the car around to the front.
I'll drive myself.
(footsteps thudding)
(door unlatching)
(door squeaking)
- What is this?
She is not your prisoner! - You're right.
The door will remain unlocked.
- Sasha, it's all right.
- [Erin] Come on, this way.
(tense dramatic music)
(keys clanking)
(door squeaking) (door latching)
- There is a major attack planned on London in a few hours.
I don't know any details.
All I have is a number of a go-between.
020-79460628.
He handles their communications.
- [Harry] Who are they?
- I will tell you everything I know,
but please, you must find this man.
There isn't much time.
Harry,
they want hundreds of deaths.
(tense dramatic music continues)
(door unlatching) (door squeaking)
(website whirring)
- The number she gave is registered
to an Edward Fueling, aged 41.
I'll get an address. - I'll go with you.
Cal, get us everything you can en route.
- Can we trust Elena?
- We still don't know how she's involved.
- I intend to ask her,
but we can't afford not to trust her.
We need to speak to the Home Secretary.
(tense dramatic music continues)
(cellphone ringing)
- Ruth, where the hell are you?
Some latter-day Robin Hood has sprung Harry.
- Home Secretary?
- Jesus wept, Harry, what are you playing at?
- Elena Gavrik has intelligence
that there's a major attack planned on London for today.
- What sort of attack?
- We're following leads now.
- [Home Secretary] You don't even know
what the bloody thing is?
- No, but I believe Ilya Gavrik is involved.
In which case the deal you've just signed is worthless.
- I'll convene COBRA.
And try to convince the Americans not to invade
to get you back.
(tense dramatic music continues)
(curtain whooshing)
(door latching)
(briefcase thudding)I want you in here with me.
(door squeaking)
- [Elena] Have you found him, the go-between?
- We have an address, my team are on their way.
Elena, we need to know everything.
You've been protecting the person
behind the attacks on the partnership.
It wasn't Jim, was it?
- It was me, Harry.
Ilya wants this deal, he always has.
I know the details of the attacks
because I ordered them.
- How? Why?
- Have you ever told anyone the truth
about how you recruited me?
I can see from your face he never told you.
Too ashamed?
(chair thudding)
- [Harry] Yes.
- [Ruth] What has this got to do with the attack, Elena?
- Harry and I were in love.
Or at least, we thought we were.
But Harry had to choose between being a good man,
or a good spy.
My parents were killed in a car accident.
But Harry and Jim forged a KGB case file
showing that they had been wrongly arrested.
Tortured, (people murmuring)
murdered.
He used that lie to turn me.
He asked me to spy on my country, my husband.
To risk my life every day.
To risk the safety of his own son.
It was the making of him.
Do you see him differently now?
- I see he's given more than I thought possible.
(tense dramatic music continues)
(jammer whirring)
(tense dramatic music continues)
(computer whirring)
(door unlatching) (door squeaking)
(footsteps thudding)
- Gavrik's here.
- Let him in.
(door latching)
How did you find out I had lied to you?
- Sasha, what's happening?
- I don't know.
- I didn't find out.
I always knew.
I was a spy before you met me.
You were not recruiting me.
I was recruiting you.
I was recruited by a group of men within the KGB
who handled unofficial operations.
They knew that you were planning to turn me.
So they asked me to sleep with you.
To pretend to be your loyal agent, your lover.
That part was not hard.
The night you told me the lie about my parents
my handlers had warned me what to expect.
I was desperate for you not to tell me.
My feelings for you were real.
I wanted you to prove everyone wrong.
For a moment I wanted to tell you the truth.
I tried to call but you weren't there.
From that moment on, I was a double agent.
They were right.
They were the only ones I could trust.
- It's impossible, you gave me good intel for years.
- Some, to gain your confidence.
The long-term plan was to use you
to channel disinformation to the West,
and eventually to turn you.
But you were too decent, you burnt me.
So then, I was to pretend to defect.
Become a plant, but Jim Coaver stopped you.
(tense dramatic music continues)
- And Ilya knew all this?
- He knew nothing.
I was recruited two weeks after we were married.
He was never told.
- Ilya did know.
He found out you'd been spying for me.
But he forgave you.
He kept quiet for the sake of your family.
- He is a good man.
- Ask me, Harry.
Be brave.
- Is Sasha my son?
(tense dramatic music continues)
- No, he is Ilya's.
(Sasha gasping)
- It was a lie designed to bond me to you.
To compromise me.
You let me believe for almost 30 years
that he was my son. - And what about your lie?
You told me my parents were tortured,
died in fear and pain, shot in the head.
The only difference is my lie was believed.
(tense dramatic music continues)
- Cal, what's our ETA? (car engine roaring)
- Four minutes, ignoring traffic lights.
(computer beeping)
(stewardess knocking) (stewardess speaking Russian)
(stewardess grunting)
- [Ruth] So why tell us about this attack?
- That's it, Ruth.
Back to the matter in hand.
Your specialty, analysis, intelligence.
But not so good with people.
I would like some water, please.
- Maybe later.
First, tell us everything you know about this attack.
Who ordered it?
(tense dramatic music)
- The group who recruited me have grown over the years.
They're not just intelligence officers now.
They are business people, politicians,
united by patriotism.
Nationalism, you would call it.
They believe Russia is becoming too weak.
They could not allow the partnership between our countries.
It humiliates Russia.
I agree with them.
I have first-hand experience of western hypocrisy.
They would rather open conflict than this deal.
So, they'll launch an attack so destructive
the partnership is irrelevant.
- You've killed people already.
Why the sudden attack of conscience?
- I will not sacrifice innocent lives.
I'm not a terrorist.
(tense dramatic music continues)
We all have a line we can't cross,
don't we, Harry?
(car engine roaring)
(tires screeching)
(door unlatching)
(door latching)
- Forced entry.
- We're going in. (gun clicking)
(door squeaking)
(tense dramatic music continues)
(printer clanking)
(tense dramatic music continues)
- He's not been dead long, we've got comms equipment,
and a body.
- And a face.
(camera shuttering)
Got it.
- My God.
Pavel Zykov. (computer dinging)
Former Spetsnaz,
one of the most dedicated agents they have.
Harry, they've been saving him
for a suicide mission.
- We've got a file on Zykov.
He was sighted at a cafe this morning in Moscow.
At Domodedovo airport.
- Did he board a flight?
- Elena, you know these people.
What kind of attack will it be, a bomb, hijack?
They want a spectacular.
Something that will ruin relations between us for years.
He's on board Russian Air flight 474,
heading to Heathrow.
Air Traffic Control reports they failed
to respond to a routine status request.
Two minutes ago.
(tense dramatic music continues)
(telephone ringing)
- Harry.?
- Home Secretary,
there is a Russian ultra-nationalist terrorist
on board Russian Air flight 474 from Moscow
inbound to Heathrow.
They plan to bring the plane down over London.
- God help us.
I'll call the PM.
- There's no time.
The flight has failed to respond to a routine contact.
The terrorist may already have control.
- So what, we shoot down a passenger jet?
- We have nine minutes before the flight
is over the British mainland.
After which, shooting it down is no longer an option.
- Harry, you'd better be more certain about this
than anything you've ever told me.
That plane is full of civilians!
312, mostly Russians and Brits.
If the plane crashes in central London,
there'll be thousands more.
I can vouch for this intel.
We should scramble interceptors now.
(phone thudding)
- Harry.
Elena was never your asset.
She's your enemy.
How can you vouch for her intel now?
- Because she's given up everything.
Her cover, her life, her family.
All to try and stop this.
I only hope I would do the same.
(tense dramatic music continues)
- [Speaker 5] Gold One and two,
you are cleared for fake-off. - Copy that.
(jet engines roaring)
(intercom dinging)
- [Announcer] Ladies and gentlemen,
we're now beginning our final descent
into London Heathrow.
(announcer speaking Russian)
(door unlatching) (door squeaking)
- What's happening?
- Your phoney defection.
That night in, um, Treptower Park
when Harry was supposed to collect you.
You were taking Sasha with you.
You were going to bring him into the lie
that Harry was his father.
You used your own son as an asset
to help you sell the lie.
He was just a little boy, Elena.
- I love my son!
- But you always put your country first.
And that makes you a fanatic.
(tense dramatic music continues)
(door unlatching) (door squeaking)
(footsteps thudding)
(paper rustling)
(cellphone ringing)
- Ruth?
- [Ruth] Are you still at the scene?
- [Erin] Yes, what is it?
- I'm not as ready to believe
in Elena's change of heart as Harry is.
I wanna be sure we're seeing everything.
Is there anything that's not right?
- D, we're searching for things that aren't right.
- What, apart from the guy with a bullet-hole in his head?
- [Erin] Ruth, what are we looking for?
- I just want to know why I feel like I'm in an audience.
- Zykov's picture.
We were lucky to find it.
(printer clanking)
- Jammed, deliberately.
- Harry!
Elena's still lying.
- What are you talking about?
- I spoke to Erin.
The shredder at the house was jammed,
just so we'd find out about Zykov.
Harry, she wants us to shoot down that plane.
- But she told us the truth about the other attacks-
- Because it's the best way to make you believe her.
(door unlatching)
- Sasha.
You heard everything?
Everything that I have done,
I have done for the future of our country,
and you are that, Sasha.
- The people she works for want conflict
between us and Russia.
Now, it's far better for them to let us start it
by blowing up an innocent Russian passenger jet.
- She wouldn't kill hundreds of innocent people.
- You never knew her.
(tense dramatic music)
You can't know what she'd do.
You need to decide if she's telling the truth right now.
- [Sasha] I forgive you.
(tense dramatic music)
- Harry! (slap thudding)
- Harry! Stop!
(Sasha grunting)
- Don't struggle, Sasha.
You're lying.
There is no plan to crash the plane.
You want us to shoot it down, correct?
- I don't know what you're talking about...
- You won't! - Why not?
What is he to me?
One more Russian spy.
I've killed them before.
It's not as if he's my son.
- [Elena] Harry, stop this please!
- I'd be doing him a favor.
After the life you've given him.
This is your last chance, Elena, to tell the truth.
- I, I am! (tense dramatic music)
I have sacrificed everything to tell you the truth!
- Yeah, that's what frightens me.
(gun cocking) (Sasha whimpering)
(gunshot booming)
- Why couldn't you lie to me?
Why couldn't you just tell me what I wanted to hear?
To save him?
You would have sacrificed your son
for the success of your operation.
You're 10 times the spy I ever was.
(tense dramatic music continues)
(Elena speaking Russian)
- No, Sasha, I knew he wouldn't shoot you, I knew that.
- No.
(sobs) No, you didn't.
(tense dramatic music continues)
(door squeaking)
(people murmuring)
(telephone ringing)
- Confirmation.
- Elena Gavrik has been manipulating us.
There are no plans to bring a plane down.
Christ Harry, you've just told me
we can't risk letting that aircraft reach the mainland.
Interceptors are making contact in 60 seconds.
They're trying to force us to do it for them.
We have to abort the strike.
It's not that simple, Harry, the plane's in cloud cover,
the fighters can't get a visual with the cockpit,
and they're still not responding.
- Zykov, their man on board,
interfering with communications, it's not a bomb,
it's a jammer.
- That may well be!
But we have a non-responsive aircraft in our airspace,
we can't let it get over London.
- The intel is good!
How late can we issue the go, Colonel?
- We should find out. - How late, damn it?
- [Colonel] Six minutes,
but we'd be risking debris striking land.
- For God's sake, Harry,
how can I possibly take your word for it?
(phone buzzing)
(jet engine roaring)
- [Pilot 1] We have visual contact with target, over.
- [Speaker 6] Copy that Gold one, maintain strike distance.
Stand-by.
(tense dramatic music continues)
(gun clanking)
- Ilya, Elena wants us to shoot the plane down.
I can't convince my government to abort.
You might be able to.
You can speak with the full authority of the Kremlin.
- I want to speak to Miss Evershed alone.
(tense dramatic music continues)
- Minister, we only have a few minutes.
- I'll do as Harry asks.
In exchange for the key to the room my wife is in.
(footsteps thudding)
- Gavrik's going to help us.
But he wants to make the call in there.
(tense dramatic music continues)
I'll get him.
(footsteps thudding)
(tense dramatic music continues)
(footsteps thudding)
(door squeaking)
- Ilya.
How long have you been here?
- [Ilya] Sit down, Elena.
(tense dramatic music continues)
- [Pilot 1] Command, target now descending rapidly
at 16,000 feet, over.
- Home Secretary, we have 50 seconds.
After that we can't guarantee the plane won't come down
in a built-up area.
- [Speaker 7] Sir?
- Yes? - This is Ilya Gavrik.
Harry Pearce is right.
The plane is not a threat.
You're being tricked.
- With all due respect, Minister.
We can't take that risk.
The aircraft won't respond.
- I speak with the full authority of my government.
If you bring down the plane,
the partnership between our countries
will count for nothing.
Reprisals will be immediate.
We will start with your submarine fleet
in the North Atlantic.
We can remove your nuclear capability in 12 hours.
I've seen the plans.
- You're threatening us with an act of war!
We're facing a terrorist threat here.
- I assure you, you are not.
(tense dramatic music continues)
- [Pilot 1] Command, target is over land.
Good missile tone, weapons on line, over.
_ 20 seconds, fighters have missile lock.
(tense dramatic music continues)
(clock ticking)
We need the order, sir.
- [Pilot 1] Weapons primed. Weapons primed.
- Tell the PM to rescind the firing order.
We have new intelligence. - Disarm.
- We're aborting.
- Abort! Abort! - Copy Command.
Breaking contact.
- They're not going to fire.
(people murmuring)
- When the plane lands,
have a team standing by to take Zykov.
I need some air.
(tense dramatic music continues)
(keys clanking)
- You need to get in there now.
(tense dramatic music continues)
(lock clanking)
(D knocking)
- Minister Gavrik, open up!
(tense dramatic music continues)
- [Ilya] You really would have let those people die?
And told yourself it was for Russia?
(tense dramatic music continues)
- Yes.
- What happened to you?
- All the lies.
I've carried too many for too long.
(tense dramatic music continues)
- It's all right, Ilya.
(Elena grunting) - No! No!
Stop! (fists thudding)
(chair thudding)
Stop!
- Sasha! Stand back.
(gunshots booming)
(Elena screaming)
(glass shattering)
(tense dramatic music continues)
(Sasha grunting)
(mirror scraping)
(insects chirping)
(cellphone ringing) (birds squawking)
(tense dramatic music) (grass rustling)
- The plane's safe.
- [Ruth] Are you all right?
- I don't know.
She talked about the line we don't cross.
- I think you can stop hating yourself
for the lies you told her.
I always thought that with every lie we tell,
our true selves got buried that little bit deeper.
And I worry that one day, I'll wake up and look for it.
Look for me. (water babbling)
And I won't be there any more.
But that hasn't happened, Harry, to either of us.
- Not yet.
- I left because, um,
I thought there would always be too many secrets between us.
It's stupid, really, because
you and I, we're made of secrets.
So leave the service
with me
while we still know who we are.
- Move away.
Go back to the bunker.
- Sasha, what is it?
- She's dead.
He killed her.
You gave him the key, didn't you?
- I had to, Sasha,
he wouldn't have made that call otherwise.
- Harry. - Go back to the bunker.
- You knew he'd do it.
- I'm sorry, Sasha.
I'm sorry for everything. - Shut up!
- Sasha, it was me.
Your father asked me for the key.
I gave it to him.
Harry had no part in it. - What?
- She's lying, Sasha, to protect me.
- Harry, he's got a- - Ruth!
(tense dramatic music)
(gunshot booming) (Sasha grunting)
- Funny, I can't breathe (pants).
- You're all right, you're all right.
- I'll get a medikit.
- Cal, get the Air Medevac.
Ruth, you've been stabbed.
Your lung's collapsing.
You know that's serious, but it's not gonna kill you,
you understand?
Now, we need to keep you responsive.
So come on, let's keep talking.
- My face is cold.
- Let me. - I've got it.
- Harry, she said that her face is cold.
(Harry sobbing)
- Is that better? - Yeah.
Yes, thank you.
- Tell me about your house, Ruth.
The one you're going to buy by the seaside.
Describe it to me.
- All right.
It's got a green front door.
Paint's peeling.
The woman said I'd want to change it.
I love it (laughs).
- 12 minutes for the helicopter.
(slow dramatic music)
And inside?
Tell me about the inside, how many bedrooms has it got?
- Two.
One's only small though.
I thought it could be your office.
- My office?
- I told you I couldn't picture myself living there.
But really,
I couldn't picture myself living there without you.
(slow dramatic music continues)
- Then we are going to live there, Ruth.
Do you hear me?
We're going to live there together.
We're going to have a home and a life.
- Come on!
- Harry (pants).
We were never meant to have those things.
- She's arresting!
- Come on!
- There's no defib, it'll have to be adrenaline.
- Her heart's stopped, you need to go right now!
- Quick.
(needle whooshing)
(slow dramatic music continues)
(Harry sobbing)
- Let's leave them be.
(slow dramatic music continues)
(birds squawking)
(slow somber music) (waves whooshing)
(birds chirping) (footsteps thudding)
(singer vocalizing)
(slow somber music) (singer vocalizing)
- Mr. Innes?
I'm Carolyn, we spoke on the phone.
You're here for the viewing?
(keys clanking) (door unlatching)
We'll start with the kitchen.
Quite big as you can see.
And the dining room's full of light.
(slow somber music continues)
- [Ruth] So leave the Service with me.
(footsteps thudding)
- I won't be so crass as to ask how you are.
Harry,
no-one expects you to come back to work ever.
I want you to know,
wherever you want to go,
whoever you want to be,
I'll support you.
Harry.
Miss Watts informs me you've engaged an outside agency
to deal with our friend Levrov.
I'll need full details and.
Actually never mind.
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(birds chirping)
(glasses clanking)
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- I have an appointment with Mikhail Levrov.
He's expecting me.
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(footsteps thudding)
(rain pattering)
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(telephone ringing)
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- No, leave him.
(footsteps thudding)
Okay, have we read the Rawalpindi briefing
from this morning?
Cal.
Cal?
Give me a synopsis.
Bad people want to kill us.
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(fingers clanking)
(telephone ringing)
- Harry Pearce.
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