Where did you two meet? In Damascus.
When one swan meets another one, they stay together for the rest of their lives. I love you. Me too.
Adam rescued you from the jaws of journalism. How was the training?
It was amazing. Our job is to deal with the present danger.
I dreamed I was trying to get across a bridge. You were on the other side.
Nick Harding? Nick Harding, Jonny Baxter. . .
You'll get used to it. If you could go after Yazdi, you would, wouldn't you?
Amal!
Amal?
What's this. . .
a whole morning's shopping, and no bags?
I didn't see anything I liked.
Are you feeling all right? Let me take your temperature. I'm fine.
What's wrong? Nothing. I'm fine.
Fi?
Too many people in town.
VOICE IN HER HEAD: 'You've a lot to make up for, Amal. '
It's a shame you won't be with us in London for the celebrations.
I'm told that the centre is an incredibly beautiful building.
I'm afraid our foreign office is a bit of a miser when it comes to travel allowances.
Still, I'll make sure I see it on my next trip home. Insh'allah.
I look forward to meeting your colleagues when I'm there.
There is so much to discuss.
Have a safe trip.
Ali. Mr Ambassador.
COMPUTER PRINTER WHIRRS
This just came in from our Ambassador in Damascus.
He thinks he's found a possible way into the regime's inner circle.
And they say diplomacy doesn't work any more. This could be the breakthrough we've been waiting for.
Nobody wants another Iraq, and if they're prepared to talk. . . Or listen. Who made the first move?
Their foreign minister, Riyad Barzali.
He's on his way to London for the opening of their new cultural centre.
Excellent.
Harry, I want this.
I still think it's a bad idea.
It's not every day the foreign minister of Syria wants a quiet chat.
We're not even sure that's the case.
The Foreign Office seem to think so.
Come on, Wes. Bed time. Two more minutes. Please!
All right, two minutes.
There are other ways we can do this, none of which requires your presence. I know these people.
I was there too, remember? I know their way of thinking more intimately.
Besides, they'll be less suspicious of a woman.
I don't get this.
We've spent ten years trying to avoid your being exposed to the Syrian government,
and you're plunging head first into the biggest gathering of Syrian diplomats in this city! ?
We've been through the guest list a dozen times. There isn't a single name on there I recognise.
No-one there's going to know me. And even if they do, so what?
My ex-husband turned out to be an Israeli spy, not me.
I left the country a disgraced widow. No-one bears me a grudge.
That's if anyone still buys that little fairy tale.
It's been hanging over us long enough, don't you think? What do you mean?
What's the matter? You've been acting weird for weeks.
I'm just tired of continually living a lie.
TRADITIONAL MUSIC PLAYS
ADAM: 'Zaf, you got a visual on Fiona yet?'
Not yet, no.
The medieval history, all the crusader castles. . .
Jo?
I've got her. Three o'clock. She's about to make contact.
OK, everyone. Eyes and ears on Fiona.
Anyone even looks like they've recognised her, I want to know about it.
Mr Barzali, a pleasure to meet you.
Ambassador Wright speaks so highly of you. The Ambassador is too kind.
If you have any time to spare during your visit,
I'd love the chance to tell you about my PR company.
We've been doing some great work for the Saudi government.
Ambassador Wright thinks we'd have, um,
a lot to talk about.
I am sure we can arrange something.
Barzali's just called. He wants to set up a meeting at the embassy
to discuss ways of using Fiona's PR talents. They need it.
What do we know about him?
Riyad Barzali - 54, married, three children.
Toes the party line, keeps his head down and does what he's told
in return for a prestigious position and a comfortable life.
So we're saying the man's not one to ruffle feathers. Until now.
So why all the cloak-and-dagger routine?
Why doesn't he just tell us what's on his mind? He's got diplomatic status.
You obviously haven't met Ali.
Ali? Barzali's secret service minder. If we want to talk to Barzali, we're gonna have to get around him.
The Syrian government have a notorious intelligence service - the Mukhabarat, think KGB on steroids.
They keep tabs on everyone, layer upon layer, all snooping on one another in a frenzy of paranoia.
Barzali practically can't brush his teeth without his minder around.
And one wrong word can get you into serious trouble.
So, we have a foreign minister who seems intent on. . . I'd say he wants to talk.
But we have no idea what he wants to talk about?
We've been trying to make inroads into that government for years with no success.
If we can establish a relationship with an insider, it's worth pursuing. Although. . . What?
Take everything he has to say with a bucketful of salt. We've still got to hear him out.
Yeah, but given what Adam says, do we trust him?
The Foreign Office thinks so and they want us to make it happen.
Ideally, without Mr Barzali being summoned home for an extended session with a red-hot poker.
You're willing to take this further? I've already established contact.
It would be stupid to waste that - besides, it could make them suspicious.
Adam?
Fiona's legend's fully backstopped. She'll be wired at all times. We'll take all the necessary precautions.
But I don't want you going in there alone.
Take Jo with you. She'll dilute your presence, take the focus off you.
Are you ready for this? Absolutely.
OK, then.
The Saudis have been doing it in the States for years. Running ads telling people they're good guys.
How long do I have to get through these?
We're seeing him tomorrow morning.
And I thought I was done with homework in this lifetime.
Difference is, now you're getting paid for it. OK.
Ruth, um, I'd like to keep an eye on all Syrians coming through passport control.
Looking for anyone in particular?
If I'm going to bump into someone who knows me from the old days while I'm there, I'd rather be prepared.
Are you sure it's a good idea?
You being there, that close to them? I've spent more time around these people than anyone here.
I know how they think.
So you'll get the live updates from immigration? Yeah, I'll set it up.
With passport captures?
Sure.
Are you sure you remember how to use one of these?
It's just to keep Adam happy.
This could be cumbersome. Could I have something more discreet?
It's got cupro-nickel hollow point bullets for maximum effect.
But it's not the most accurate gun on the planet. It won't trip the embassy's metal detectors.
How thrilled would the Serbian mafia be if they knew we were using their little invention?
Theirs tend to go off unintentionally( !)
But ours don't, right?
Can I interest you in anything else?
Actually, I could use one of those little trackers, if it isn't too much trouble.
Turn around.
Brad Parkinson should be sainted.
He invented GPS. Er, you know you can always swallow it, if it's compromised.
It'll still work. Yummy.
Thanks, Malcolm.
Present for you, "Vanessa".
I'm not sure I really suit "Vanessa".
I was a "Hamish" on one particularly memorable occasion. And you got away with it?
It's all down to the delivery.
Make sure you know all the stuff inside out.
It saved my life once.
You don't need to stay there. They'll only see what we want them to see.
I don't want to take any chances.
Besides, it's good to spend a few nights apart.
Makes it all the more fun when we're back together.
Tell Wes I'll call him from there.
It'll be over before you know it.
Joumana?
What's the matter?
What happened?
After you left. . .
They came for us.
They were looking for YOU !
How long have you been working for the Saudis? Almost four years.
Since shortly after 9/11. And who have you been working there with?
Prince Marwan Bin Jamal.
I know Prince Marwan. Has he recovered from his hunting accident?
Yes, I haven't. . . I haven't. . .
Jo, you can't hesitate for a second, do you understand?
You do that and we could be dead. Trust the file you've been given.
If it says nothing about an accident, there wasn't one.
Say you weren't aware of any accident. Without hesitation.
Are we clear on this? Yes.
Good.
We need to move away from this ridiculous "axis of evil"
label the Americans seem obsessed with.
Despite the fact that you signed up for Desert Storm? At great political risk, I might add.
Our people weren't happy to see Syrian troops fighting side by side with Marines
and killing other Arabs.
We'll thrash out some ideas for you and put together a pitch document. Give us, um, three days?
Mmm, sounds good.
Excellent.
Oh, we'd love to take you out for a meal while you're in town. Um, lunch perhaps? Tomorrow?
It would be a pleasure.
Ah, Basheer, this is Emma Stratstone.
She might be doing some PR work for us.
Mr Shalhoob is also here for the opening.
Setting up a cultural centre was a great idea. We can build on that.
Most people don't know anything about Syria. Have you ever been there?
Not yet.
You must arrange for Miss Stratstone to visit us.
It's a beautiful country.
I'm sure you're right, but, er, I'm way too busy to even think of going anywhere in the foreseeable future.
Lunch, tomorrow then.
Thank you.
You OK?
Let me drive.
No.
Is it something you can talk about?
If we're going to do this together, I need to know what's going on.
You've been there, haven't you?
I lived there.
I was married to a Syrian Intelligence Officer. Oh!
How did that happen?
I was young and stupid.
I studied Arab literature at college.
I ended up living in Beirut, working in a hotel. It was great.
I met him in a nightclub there.
I got completely wrapped up in his aura. He had real charm, you know.
He had power.
We got married six months after we met.
He wanted me to convert to Islam, which I did.
I even changed my name, from Amelia,
that's my real name,
to " Amal".
So where did it all go wrong? He wanted kids. A question of manhood.
And you didn't? Oh, I wanted children.
I just wasn't able to get pregnant, not with him anyway.
After a year of trying, he lost patience.
I was defective, damaged goods.
He moved on.
You can't pretend I'm invisible for the rest of our lives! Hey, I don't need to explain anything! OK? !
I thought my life was over. There was no way out.
A divorce was out of the question for Farook and he wasn't just going to let me go.
And that's when I met Adam.
There had been a string of suicide bombings in Tel Aviv.
Syrian Intelligence were rumoured to be behind it.
Adam was shadowing my husband, hoping to turn him, and use him to put a stop to it.
He thought I'd be his way in.
He was very sweet.
We fell in love.
He told me what my husband was involved in.
I was horrified. I was so scared, I didn't know what to do.
We talked about ways of getting me out of there.
That's when Farook found out we were seeing each other.
Adam almost died because of my stupidity.
It's a miracle he survived.
MAN: He knew he'd never turn Farook, so decided to put him out of action.
He framed him.
FIONA: He made it look like Farook was working for the Israelis.
How did the Syrians take it?
They hanged him.
Are you going to be ready for this lunch?
We can't afford any slip-ups. These people don't mess around. No, I'll be ready.
Good.
Thank you, I'll see you down there.
You checking Syrian arrivals?
They're for Fiona.
She asked for them? After yesterday's meeting.
I thought you knew. She didn't mention it.
Her cover's solid. She could still be recognised.
Farook was hanged and Fiona had nothing to stay for, so she left.
Even if someone recognises her, they've got nothing against her.
They could put two and two together. Then they'd be after you, not her.
YOU framed him, and besides, as far as they're concerned, you did them a favour.
He did turn out to be a Mossad agent, didn't he?
Yeah. There you go. If anyone should be pissed off at you, it's the Israelis.
You cost them a valuable asset. I'm sure they've got many more.
I know this is taking you somewhere you'd rather not go, but. . .
We've got it under control.
And this isn't Damascus.
Do me a favour. Take another look at the videos of the opening night party.
Make sure there's nothing we missed.
What am I looking for? I don't know.
Good evening, gentlemen.
Welcome to the United Kingdom.
How long do you intend to stay in the UK?
One week, maybe a few days more. Well, that shouldn't be a problem.
Thank you.
The knot wasn't well positioned. He choked to death. It took over two minutes.
Remind me not to sign up for the Damascus bureau.
It must be horrible, you know, going through life like someone on a witness protection programme,
and all cause she married some Neanderthal.
Well, at least she got out of there.
It's hard on her, you know. Going in there. I don't know how she's doing it.
Well, maybe she needs the closure.
You, um. . .want a lift home?
Thanks. I've got so much research to do. Big day tomorrow.
"Vanessa" needs to know her stuff.
And it's not the kind of homework that your flat mate expects from a. . . What's your cover story again?
Research assistant in pensions.
Yeah, I'd, um, I'd buy that.
Thank you very much!
I meant what I said, you know,
if the lying gets a little tricky, that spare room's still there.
For the rent, right?
Yeah, there's that.
And also my obnoxious cousin who's moving to London and has his heart set on the room.
You'd be doing me a favour.
Thank you, I am thinking about it. Good, do.
You OK?
Is everything set at the restaurant? Yeah.
The audiovisual feeds are up and running
and Malcolm's got his toys ready. They'll be watching him closely.
We can't afford any screw-ups - we're not going to get a second chance.
You checked the feeds yourself? Yeah, and I'll check them again.
I wasn't sure if I should order any wine.
Please, Miss Stratstone.
In Syria, we live very much like you do here in London,
free to wear what we want and drink what we like.
Which is not the way the wind is blowing in the region.
Well, here's to winning over hearts and minds across the UK.
HE SPEAKS SOTTO VOCE
Looks like we've got a taster. Malcolm, you getting this?
It's just an old habit. Protocol.
Oh, I thought it was a custom I wasn't aware of.
I was about to do the same with Vanessa's glass.
Cheers.
If they've ordered the same starters and main course, they could be swapping them all afternoon.
Go to plan B.
Make sure you leave plenty of room for their puddings. They're to die for. Bon appetit.
Let's just wait for them to dig in.
Go. Now.
Mint sauce. You really must try some.
You know, you really must make full use of the cultural centre, it's a great PR move.
Actually, I was thinking about putting together an exhibit
about Syria's crusader heritage.
Let's see him switch plates now.
Yes! OK, everybody. We are go, repeat, we are go.
.And she said it wasn't that at all and I thought, well, since I wasn't going to. . .
I'm sorry. . . Are you all right?
What's wrong? Call an ambulance. It's OK, I'll call the embassy's doctor.
For God's sake. He needs help now!
Ambulance. . .
Sorry, you can't come in here.
I have diplomatic status. Don't tell me what I can and can't do. Let's go!
Barzali's babysitters are on the move.
Fiona, show the boys where you work. I'll call you there. Let's go.
Temperature's 103.
Blood pressure 160 over 110, pulse 85.
I'm on.
So it looks like viral gastritis. It's nothing to worry about at this point. Was he on a plane recently?
We came from Damascus a few days ago.
Ah. It's not unusual to catch this on a flight.
I've got him on saline solution for the next six hours.
We'll keep him in to make sure we've cleared it. There's no need to stick around. We'll take care of him.
I'll wait here. Suit yourself.
What's our status?
Barzali's tucked away in bed. Adam will go in once his minder's out of play. And Fiona?
She should be leaving her office in the next ten minutes.
She's still being watched. Still? Have we ID'd them yet?
They're low-level employees of the embassy.
Make sure Adam knows they're still out there. Already done.
Taxi coming in from your right.
Adam. They're going after her! They don't need to see where she's staying.
I'm on it. Send Alex in. Colin. . .
Alex. . .you're on.
TYRES SCREECH
What's wrong with you, pal? What's wrong with you?
Yalla! Yalla! Why don't you use your eyes? ! Look what you've done!
We've been doing some great work for the Saudi government.
Ambassador Wright thinks we'd have a lot to talk about.
I am sure we can arrange something.
Ambassador Wright thinks we'd have a lot to talk about.
I am sure we can arrange something.
Maybe we could pipe in some Richard Clayderman tapes.
Let's nudge him. Rob. You're on.
ROB COUGHS AND WHEEZES
Nice. Let's hope Barzali doesn't really catch something in there.
I wouldn't bet on it. Cue Jenny.
Give him a smile.
Go on. You know you want one.
I wouldn't mind one right now.
I know what you mean.
He's going for it.
Malcolm.
Yes! How long have we got?
It should kick in in about five minutes, then you've got at least half an hour. Good job.
Let me know if he wakes up.
We haven't got long.
What did you do to me? It's a magic potion we came up with. It simulates gastric infection.
You won't know you had it by morning. They'll run checks on me.
They'll find traces of the virus, which is what they'd find if you'd really caught it.
You said you wanted to talk. We don't have much time.
We don't want to see our country blown to bits like Iraq.
That's easy. Stop backing the insurgents and hold some real elections for a change.
The parallels between us and Iraq are frightening,
but it doesn't bother the Ba'athist hardliners running the country.
They're so stuck in their ways!
They're going to drag us into a dreadful situation.
And I'm not the only one who feels that way.
But no-one dares to speak. What do you want us to do?
I want you to help me get rid of the current regime
and replace it with a real government, not a Soviet-era dictatorship.
A government for the people, but one that can keep the mullahs at bay
and be more open to the ideas of your new "world order".
Help you? How?
By eliminating the head of the intelligence service.
People are terrified of him, unless he's out of the picture, nothing will change.
You want us to help you kill General Abu-Shawki?
No.
I want to help you do it for us.
We're talking about sanctioning the assassination of a foreign government official.
Hardly a legitimate government. Besides, you've seen his file.
The man's psychotic. And that's just the stuff we know about. It's a non-starter.
It would be impossible for Barzali to get this off the ground
without them finding out. That's why he needs us.
Barzali needs the chaos to make his move in. It's a slippery slope.
I don't like it any more than you do, Harry.
But we could help them turn into a democracy without having to go through the mess like in Iraq.
We'll probably end up with another dictator. It's been their MO for 50 years.
If that happens, at least he's a dictator we've got a hold on.
The odds are he'll be discovered and quartered within the week,
but on the off-chance that he manages to stay alive. . .
What does Six feel about it?
Well, they'll do what we ask them to. Are we going to ask them?
Not in so many words.
Ah. The beast of deniability rears its ugly head yet again.
You used to be such a charmer.
We're all hiding under the same cloak, Harry.
So we are going ahead with it.
Well, subject to the all clear from upstairs.
And a small caveat. We need him to do something for us.
A gesture of goodwill.
And a little leverage just in case.
I can't believe we're even considering doing this.
In their thinking, the benefits could outweigh the moral concerns.
Forget about the moral concerns.
We could be doing the Syrian people a favour,
but it could plunge the country into a bloody mess.
They've been through enough.
And taking out an intelligence operative, that crosses the line.
If they find out it was us, and they will find out, it'll be open season on our people.
We'd be putting all our agents out there at risk.
We're on.
What?
Well, I don't know what we're doing any more.
This will end up just like Iraq. We keep doing this,
we keep getting sucked into these foreign nightmares, and for what? Our job is to protect our country.
How will this help the people sleep any better?
Maybe it's better to take a risk, than do nothing at all.
You've got a patient to discharge.
We'll take one last blood pressure reading, then you're free to go.
Excuse me sir, may I ask how you'll be paying the bill? Ali will see to it.
Thank you. This way.
We can do business, but we need something from you first, to convince everyone you can deliver.
What? Iraqi insurgents have been going back and forth across your border
like it wasn't even there, bringing back money and weapons which they're using to kill British troops.
We need crossing points, smuggling routes, timings. Specifics to help us shut them down.
You've got a meeting with Emma. Give her the information and we're on.
OK, take it easy for a couple of days. And drink lots of water.
THEY SPEAK ARABIC
You see that? Right there.
I can't make out what he's saying, there's too much noise.
And then the camera moves away anyway.
But then he's not that far from Jo.
And she was wired. Her mike might have picked up something.
Exactly.
At least we'd have audio.
I'll try and isolate it.
Salaam.
HE CRIES OUT
Any updates from immigration?
No, not since this morning's lot.
All right. Are you OK?
PHONE RINGS Sorry.
Emma Stratstone.
Mr Barzali. The presentation's been confirmed for tomorrow afternoon at Barzali's hotel.
He's booked a meeting room there. The boffins in research came up with these proposals for your pitch.
It should be easy for him to justify his time with you.
There'll be a team outside the hotel.
Any sign that he's been rumbled, get out of there. It'll be fine.
They knew we were friends.
They wanted to know where you were.
We didn't know. We didn't know. . .
What did they do to you?
My God. . .
What about Leena?
She couldn't live with the shame.
She jumped off her balcony. Killed herself.
Joumana, who was it? Who did this to you?
PHONE RINGS
What's wrong?
What are you doing here?
Conjugal visit. You. . .you can't stay. Well, no-one saw me. . .
You have to leave. Now.
What are you doing with that? You have to go.
The whole point of my being here is so you can't be spotted, remember?
We've got this place covered. Nobody followed you.
If I'm here, there's a risk.
You're the one who insisted on staying here.
What's going on? You've got Ruth feeding you immigration records,
you're requisitioning guns without telling me. . . I'm worried about you, not me. Me?
I almost got you killed once before. I'm not gonna let that happen again. Go.
This ends tomorrow. You get the information from him, then you're done.
Fine. Now would you please get the hell out of here?
Ambassador Wright thinks we'd have, um,
a lot to talk about.
I'm sure we can arrange something.
DISTORTED SOUNDS
INDISTINCT SPEECH
Jo, I want you to go back into the lobby, go somewhere out of sight.
Wait five minutes, call me. If I don't pick up, red flash Adam. What are you talking about?
I need you to do this. I can't let you go in alone.
I know what I'm doing. Trust me on this. I can't.
Look. They know who I am, all right, they recognised me at the party.
At the party? I wanted them to know it was me. What?
I can't explain now. If anything goes wrong,
I'd rather have you calling in the cavalry. Go.
You're alone? Vanessa had something urgent to take care of at the office.
I hope it's not a problem. This way.
CHATTERING VOICES ON TAPE
It's the best I could do.
"Guess who I'm looking at. . . right now".
INDISTINCT SPEECH
What? It's a colloquialism.
"The lost lamb". It's used when someone goes missing.
Where's Mr Barzali?
He's just coming.
Drop it! On your knees!
He recognised her and called someone about it. I'm sure of it.
Do we know who he is? His name's Basheer Shalhoob.
What? He's related to Fiona's ex-husband. Related to him? How?
He's Farook's cousin.
PHONE RINGS
Jo. . . I think I've screwed up. Whoa, slow down, what do you mean?
She wouldn't let me go with her. Something's wrong, I know it. She went in alone?
Jo, where's Fiona?
PHONE RINGS
Fiona's line's gone dead. We've a team outside the hotel.
Jo, stay there. I'm sending the team in.
Was Shalhoob's name on the guest list? Yes. He's part of the group that flew over.
Fiona saw that list, Adam.
She knew he'd be there.
Jo said Fiona told her she wanted to be recognised.
She wanted them to know where to find her. . .
Colin, can you find out who he was calling?
GCHQ's running a back trace. She's wearing a tracker.
What? She asked for one. I thought you knew.
Run it, keep me posted. Zaf, let's go.
Harry. . .
She's heading northwest. Harry Pearce. Get me armed response.
TYRES SCREECH, HORN BLARES
They're on Grosvenor Road now, heading directly west. What was she thinking?
I don't know.
Adam, they just found Barzali's body. It's not pretty.
Adam, she's just turned off Malvern Road.
She's slowing down.
She's stopped.
HE SPEAKS ARABIC
Change into these.
Now.
You can do it yourself. Or we can do it for you.
Everything.
We've got armed response teams converging on them. Make sure they know she's with us.
Faster.
PHONE RINGS
Talk to me, Ruth. She's still there. You're five blocks away.
Yalla!
Who was it? Who did this to you?
Who do you think?
It's Farook, Amal.
What? !
He was never hanged.
JOUMANA: 'He's alive and he's never going to give up on finding you. You know that. '
ALI: Stop.
RUTH: You're coming right up to it.
One hundred yards. . . Fifty.
SIRENS BLARE
Adam.
Ruth, find me Shalhoob. OK. Let me see if I can. . .
Adam, no. We're talking about an embassy. There are protocols. Screw the protocols. This is Fiona.
We're initiating an all ports alert. You know what they're capable of.
They don't need to leave the country to hurt her, they can do it anywhere. Come on, Harry!
OK, he's booked on a flight out of Heathrow in three hours. We think he's still at the embassy.
Let's go!
Leena. Joumana.
Why did you have to come after them like that?
I wanted to find you.
Leena killed herself because of what your men did to her.
She wasn't as strong as you've turned out to be.
I'm impressed.
Working for MI5. Helping traitors.
Barzali wasn't a traitor.
He wanted to save your country.
Barzali wanted to save his pride.
The head of the Mukhabarat, he wanted you to kill.
He's been humping Barzali's wife for over a year.
That coward. . .just wants you to do his dirty work.
You still have so much to learn about our part of the world.
That's him.
Where's my wife? Where's my wife?
Are you crazy? I'm a. . . I'm a diplomat! Where's my wife? !
GCHQ's finally managed to track down Shalhoob's call from the party.
He called some one in Damascus. Do we know who?
No. But I just ran a trace on the number.
Whoever he called is now here. In the UK. Where?
The phone sends out positioning signals every ten minutes. The last one was in Forest Gate.
Near Ilford. He's with them. When's the next lock?
Just over six minutes.
Where's my wife? Adam!
I'll snap your neck right here, so help me.
Too late.
SHALHOOB SCREAMS
Where is she? ! Where is she? !
SIRENS BLARE IN THE DISTANCE Adam!
Go!
I'll deal with it.
Harry, they got in without being flagged. They must be using a small airport.
Somewhere that handles private jets. Shalhoob reckons they've already left.
I guess they'll be flying her out the same way they came in.
Where's that lock? OK, we've got him close to Brentwood heading west.
It's got to be Willsborough. Adam. . .
INDISTINCT SPEECH
Ajil.
You've got a lot to make up for, Amal.
I've had to live in hiding for ten years, because of you and your husband.
Is bigamy allowed in England now?
They know I'm here.
They're not gonna let you get away with this. Just let me worry about that.
You should be more concerned about your own future. . .
and your husband's.
Once we're back in Syria,
I'll keep you somewhere safe.
I'll come visit you,
whenever I feel like. . .
and we'll have fun.
And we'll send your dear husband pictures of our little encounters.
How long do you think it'll take before he comes to Damascus to find you?
I want all flights locked down right now.
What do you mean, you can't do it?
We've got a match on the voice. Let's take a look at it.
Behave.
Understand?
Take the car and keep an eye on the gates. If you see anyone suspicious, just call me, OK?
We can't leave. There's a security alert.
We have to have the plane checked by immigration.
They're sending someone over. It shouldn't take long.
We don't have time for this.
Take her, put her in there and keep her quiet.
Yalla!
We're mobilising every one we've got nearby.
Adam, seven private jets are booked to fly out of there this evening.
One has three Kuwaiti diplomats on it.
They must be using fake diplomatic passports.
Get me directions to the private jets compound.
Adam, GCHQ just got a hit on the voice Shalhoob was talking to. You're not going to like it.
He was a double agent. . . working for the Syrians.
She knew he was still alive and she didn't want to spend the rest of her life
worrying about when he'd find her and what he'd do.
Why didn't she tell you? She knew I'd go after him myself.
JOUMANA'S VOICE: 'He was never hanged. . .
'He's alive!'
And he's never going to give up until he finds you.
Go to the plane and get the first aid kit.
I'll never make it to Damascus like this.
You'll have nothing to use against Adam.
FAROOK SCREAMS
Adam !
I need an ambulance to Hangar 217, right now.
I had to do it.
Shh. It's OK, just hang on. Just hang on.
I couldn't tell you. I know.
He almost killed you once, because of me. I couldn't risk that again. I know, darling. I know.
FIONA MOANS
Keep Wes safe.
Promise me you will.
Don't. . .
Promise me. Don't. . . !
My problem, if I have one, is grief. ordinary, common grief.
He needs to work to save himself.
Can you trust Adam's instinct in his current condition?
You and I both know you're not meant to be anywhere near this op.
WOMAN'S VOICE: 'Do you lie to yourself?'
Za new Russia! The Soviet Union.
ADAM: Security of the state depends on MY state of mind?
Who do you think you are? ! I said listen to me!
If this op fails, we could all go to jail. You need me to do this. And I need to do it.
Have you told your son his mother's dead?
Subtitles by BBC Broadcast 2005 Converted by reirei for the forom.