04x03 - Penny for Your Thoughts

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[BELL TOLLING]

[INHALES SHARPLY]

[GRUNTS, SIGHS]

[COUGHING]

[SIGHS]

[GROANING]

[PANTING]

[PANTING CONTINUES]

[SIGHS]

[SIGHS, PANTING]

[OBJECT CLATTERS]

Hello!

[SPEAKS FRENCH]

[IN FRENCH] Help!

Anyone?

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

[SNIFFS]

[IN ENGLISH] f*ck! Okay. Okay, okay.

Yeah. Yeah.

All right, who are you, huh?

What am I doing here?

And why did you hit me in the head?

Did we need that? Hmm?

Uh... Uh...

[IN FRENCH] Who are you? Hmm?

What are you doing?

Are you French?

[IN ENGLISH] Someone is
coming to talk to you.

Who is? Who's coming to talk to me?

- [INHALES SHARPLY, CLICKS TONGUE]
- f*ck. Okay. Yeah.

Who's coming to talk to me?

Huh? Did you take my phone?

Did you... Wait, wait!

Can you... [GRUNTS] f*cking.

Merde !

[SIGHS]

sh*t.

["STRANGE GAME" PLAYING]

[CATHERINE] David, uh,
here's another cup of tea.

Well, I hope this one's strong enough.

Charles used to like his
tea so weak I used to say,

"Do you want some tea with your milk?"

Do you remember Charles?

David?

I k*lled him.

- River.
- No.

No, that was someone who
looked like him. Remember?

Someone who looked like him?

Dear God, what have I done?

Uh, David, that was self-defense.

No, I... [SIGHS, PANTS]
I did it for River.

[BREATHES SHAKILY] To
protect him. To protect River.

Where is he?

Hmm? Where's my boy?

[BREATHES SHAKILY] Why
did he leave me here?

- [PANTING]
- David?

Who are you?

Oh, I'm Catherine Standish.

I used to work with River.

And, uh, before that, I
worked for Charles Partner.

No. No, I don't remember you.

Oh.

You knew Charles, you say?

- Yes, I was his PA.
- I...

And then I was Jackson's PA.

The b*mb.

All those people.

- All those poor people.
- No, David. The b*mb wasn't you.

[KNOCKS ON DOOR]

David.

- Oh.
- [PANTS] I must speak to First Desk.

You can't go to the Park.

- River doesn't want that.
- No, no, no.

- Get your hands off me.
- No, David.

- Don't touch me!
- I'm sorry.

I have to talk to First Desk.

I have to tell them what happened.

- [PANTS] What's coming.
- What's coming?

What happened?

The b*mb.

River.

I have... [STAMMERS]
Why am I talking to you?

I remember you.

- You're just a bloody secretary.
- [SCOFFS]

- Get me First Desk.
- David. David, listen.

Listen, First Desk is very busy. Yes?

- I mean, you know what it's like.
- No, no, no.

They'll talk to me. They'll talk
to me. I used to run the damn place.

I know you did.

But at this time of day,

he'll be reading the cables
from Berlin, won't he?

Berlin? Oh, yes. Yes, of
course. That... [CHUCKLES]

- And he...
- The schedule.

That's right. And he's
got to get that right.

I mean, agents in play,
awaiting instructions.

We can't interrupt that.

No, no. It's very dangerous.

So, if you will allow me, I
will call the Park right now,

and I will get you the first
available appointment after that.

You can do that?

[SCOFFS] I'm a secretary.
That's what I do.

- [CHUCKLES] Here, sit.
- [CHUCKLES]

Okay.

- Oh. Yeah. [CHUCKLES]
- Here's your tea.

Thank you.

I'll be back in a minute.

- It's very kind of you.
- You're welcome.

I... I need to speak to First Desk.

Yes.

- [CROCKERY CLATTERING]
- It's my fault.

[SNIFFS]

It's all my fault.

[PANTING]

[PANTING]

Who's upstairs?

The usual bunch of dead weights.

sh*t rises to the top in this
building with the gold at the bottom.

Although, you have the top
office, so I'll take that back.

Listen, you tit, in the last hour,

someone walked up those stairs in
shoes that are outside your salary.

Who?

Well, it's not my fault.

I didn't know who she was.

Oh.

And if I'd had known, I
couldn't have stopped her.

[FOOTSTEPS DEPARTING]

[JACKSON] Were you
here when she came in?

No, that's not my fault.

Is River headed to Lavande?

[SIGHS] Go to Catherine's, get
her to move David Cartwright.

David's with Catherine?

- What about River?
- [FOOTSTEPS DEPARTING]

Well, this wasn't in the diary.

[SIGHS] Lucky I have a free slot.

Has anyone offered you tea or coffee?

- No.
- Yeah, well, it's just as well.

I think there's something
dead in the water tank.

[SIGHS] So, how can I help?

I think you know why I'm here.

[STAMMERS] You've not been relegated
to Slough House already, have you?

What the f*ck did you do? Get
caught drinking on the job?

You can drop the act.

I know you're not the
shambling fool you appear.

Blood work come back, has it?

Well, what can I say?

[MUMBLES] He's my joe.

He-He-He wanted everyone
to think he was dead,

and I helped keep it that
way for as long as I could.

He might be your joe,
but he's MI5's agent

and he was present at a m*rder scene.

Maybe he even pulled the
trigger. I'm bringing him in.

Uh, well, be my guest.

I don't know where the f*ck he is.

So, you can put the thumbscrews on me,

'cause that's the only
answer you're gonna get.

I'm taking you in for obstructing
an investigation. Get up.

Nah, I'm good here, thanks.

[SMACKS LIPS] I got a full
day of f*ck all to get through.

Well, the carload of
Dogs I'm about to call

might get in the way of that.

[SIGHS] Well, I wouldn't
want people to think

they had to send a bunch
of men to do a woman's job.

Now, uh, cuffs won't
be necessary. Come on.

I'd rather not take
any chances with a man

who looks like he
gropes people on buses.

You're being hurtful
about my appearance.

I might have to call HR.

Look, I get why you're angry.

[SIGHS] You would have told
Taverner that River was dead,

and she did a little jig and now
you gotta go back and tell her

that the most troublesome
agent is alive and well

and in the wind doing f*ck knows what.

So, by way of amends, I'm happy
to give you David Cartwright.

Why would you do that?

[PANTING] Because going to
the Park is like being in IKEA.

You can never get out
of the f*cking place.

Go on then.

[SIGHS]

[SCOFFS] Do I look like an idiot?

[PANTS] You know,
talking about your looks

could get me into all sorts of trouble.

You'd burn David Cartwright to
avoid being taken in yourself?

[SIGHS] River's my joe. But
Cartwright's a piece of sh*t.

The idea of him sitting in a
basement cell stirs my nethers.

Where is he?

[PANTING]

[FLYTE SIGHS]

[RODDY BREATHES HEAVILY, GRUNTING]

- [FOOTSTEPS APPROACH]
- Hey.

Hey, apologies.

What for?

Well, I didn't realize you were a Dog.

Uh, I mean, obviously you're not a dog.

Where did you park your wings?

Meaning you're an angel.

In case you thought I was implying
you were a seagull or a... a crow.

But with those legs, you're
more of a flamingo, aren't ya?

[CHUCKLES]

[CLICK]

Hey!

Well, I've actually got a
girlfriend anyway, so you lose.

I can just slip this off, so...

double lose.

[GRUNTS, PANTING]

- Hi.
- [AGENT] Hi.

[CLAUDE CLEARS THROAT]

- Giti? Is... Is it Giti?
- Uh...

- Is it Giti? It is.
- ... yeah. [CHUCKLES]

No, no, please, please.
Please, sit down.

- Sit down. No hierarchy here.
- Uh.

[CHUCKLES] All is
one, I like to think...

- [SIGHS]
- [CLEARS THROAT] ... to myself.

Um... Uh, it's just, uh, Diana
Taverner commended you to me for your...

The work you did on the cold body case.

And I wanted to say thank you very much.

Thank you. [INHALES SHARPLY]
Such a relief it was a glitch.

Yes. Yes, it was. Yeah.

Gave us all a bit of a
scare though for a minute.

Oh, I didn't mean to cause
any unnecessary panic.

Oh, no, no. Totally necessary.

I mean, we've got to
explore every possibility.

And in fact, that actually got
me to thinking, because, um,

I thought it would be a very good
idea to double-check the archives

for any other glitches, you know.

Anomalies in the, uh, cold body program.

Uh, okay.

[STAMMERS] I-I did actually
suggest that to her.

- Second Desk.
- Did you?

Mm-hmm. And she said I'd be
better placed on current duties.

- Did she? Yeah.
- Mmm.

Well, she's absolutely right, of course.

From her perspective. [CLEARS THROAT]

I mean, she's running... She's
running live ops, isn't she?

And with Westacres
ongoing, she doesn't...

She doesn't have the bandwidth

for this kind of, what should we
say, uh, speculative investigation.

But I do and I would like
you to report direct to me.

I'd love to.

- Uh, love is probably the wrong word.
- Yeah, probably.

- It will be okay with her, won't it?
- Yeah, that's a bit...

Uh, I don't want to get in any trouble.

No, no, no, keep this
between ourselves, I think.

Uh, discretion being
the better part of valor.

And you'll be getting us
ahead of any potential trouble,

which would be a big help in fact.

Uh, so if there's anything that
I can do to facilitate that,

uh, please... please do tell me.

Please, after you.

- H... have you been in here before?
- I haven't.

- Oh, have you met Molly?
- No.

Oh, a lot of fun. A lot
of fun. [CHUCKLES] Uh...

Oh.

Oh, hello, Molly.

[CLICKS TONGUE] Hello, Weasel.

[LAUGHING]

Uh, Weasel's a term they
use to refer to those of us

that use gaming programs to
refine long-term strategy.

That's... That's
actually what that means.

You'll always be a Weasel to me.

Yeah, Molly, I'm First
Desk, all right? [MUMBLES]

Not appropriate, is it?

- So... [CLEARS THROAT] ... cold bodies?
- Yes.

Yes, Giti here thinks
that she may have found one

connected to Westacres.

So, what I'd like her to do is
to double-check that there aren't

any of our old cold bodies out
there in the world being used.

You understand?

If you wouldn't mind affording
her the run of this place,

facilitating in any way that
you can, I'd appreciate that.

Uh, thank you.

Thank you so much, Giti. Thank you.

I've had enough of games
between First and Second Desk.

Yeah, me too. Well, it's funny.

It's funny, because, um, who-who-who
do you think comes first in that?

You know, when I say First Desk

and then I say Second
Desk, who do you think...

Diana Taverner.

[MOB SPEAKING FRENCH]

[DOG BARKING IN DISTANCE]

[SPEAKING FRENCH]

Natasha! [SPEAKS FRENCH]

[SPEAKS FRENCH]

[BOTH SPEAK FRENCH]

[SPEAKING FRENCH]

[DOOR OPENS, CLOSES]

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

[DOOR UNLOCKS]

Who are you?

Are you the person who's
been wanting to talk to me?

We're the ones with the g*n.
So, we ask the questions here.

Okay.

[NATASHA] You look like
someone from Les Arbres.

You have a passport with his
photo in, and you're not him.

What were you doing there?

I'm guessing from the fact that
he keeps pointing that at me

that you didn't like this guy very much.

So, maybe he'll put
it down when I tell you

that he can't hurt anyone
anymore because he's dead.

Why is he not putting the g*n down?

He was my son.

How did he die?

He turned up at my
grandfather's pretending to be me

because he was going
to drown him in a bath.

But then my grandfather shot him.

[IN FRENCH] It was
bound to end that way.

With a father like that.

- [IN ENGLISH] Look, right.
- [g*n c*ck]

I'm MI5. Okay?

The British security service.

We don't care.

You... Just go.

[STAMMERS]

Yes.

Look, look.

I-I-I... I'm sorry about your son,
but I-I need to know who he was.

You've been asking to leave, now leave.

You really need to stop
pointing that at me.

- [MOB SPEAKING FRENCH]
- Okay? [STAMMERS]

[STAMMERS] Wh-Who are they?

They think you are Bertrand.

Right. But I'm not Bertrand,
am I? Can you tell them that?

- Tell them yourself.
- I'm... All right, look.

Listen to me, all right?

You see this? You see this man?

The one next to your son?

- [NATASHA] Yeah.
- He was at Les Arbres too, right?

- Yeah?
- [NATASHA] Yeah.

Well, you know the b*mb in
London? The one at the shops?

That was him.

He set that off.

And that could happen again.

So, you need to tell
me who these people are

and where I can find them.

Catherine, it's Louisa. Again.

Emma Flyte, new head
Dog, is on her way to you.

She's after David Cartwright. You
need to get him out before she...

Oh, sh*t.

[SIGHS]

[PANTING] Excuse me?

Excuse me? Hi.

[PANTING] I'm rea... I'm really sorry,

but I think someone's following me.

Do... Do you think... Do you
think you could just walk with me

to the end of the road?

- [PANTING]
- Um, I-I can't see anyone.

Oh. They're... They're probably hiding.

I just... I was in the shop
earlier and I came back out,

and I thought he had
disappeared, but then

he was right behind me again.

Not him, is it?

No, no, no, no. This guy is
just... He's much younger.

He's got really scary eyes,
and he's just really dangerous.

Okay. Well, you're in luck, 'cause
I'm with the security services.

Oh, thank God. Can we walk?

- [FLYTE] My colleague will deal with it.
- Oh, okay.

- Great. Thank you.
- Okay.

- Is everything all right?
- Yeah. Uh, yeah,

I was just, um, speaking
to your colleague.

Uh... I thought someone was
following me, but they're not.

- So, it's all...
- You sure?

- Yeah. Thank you. f*ck's sake.
- Uh, you look familiar.

Wow. Vulnerable woman
and you're trying it on?

No. God, no. No. I just feel
like we've met. That is all.

Right. You just stop right
there before I report you.

- Okay?
- Yeah.

So now you're following me?

[SCOFFS]

Just tryna help, man.

- [DOORBELL RINGS]
- [DOOR OPENS]

Emma Flyte. Head of
security for the Park.

- [CHATTERING ON RADIO]
- Can I see some ID, please?

[LATCH UNLOCKS]

- How can I help?
- You can let me inside.

Do you have a warrant?

You're still a member of the service,

which means you're
subject to my jurisdiction.

Which means I don't need a warrant.

Except I resigned a while ago.

Hmm. Yes. Not exactly.

You handed in your resignation,

but the paperwork seems to have stalled.

Remind me, are you
still receiving a salary?

Receiving, not spending.

Doesn't matter. You're
on the books, so open up.

[SIGHS]

[RADIO HOST] ... updates on the
progress of the Westacres investigation

is the Deputy Commissioner...

[FLYTE] Still keeping a hand in, I see.

I'm allowed to keep up with the news.

- Nice flat.
- Thank you.

Quiet area too.

And you're a reader.

Nothing spoils a good book faster
than a lot of background noise.

Unless it's unwelcome visitors.

- Talking of visitors, where is he?
- Who?

David Cartwright.

Dav... I haven't seen David
Cartwright in over 20 years, so...

Please don't go in there.

Uh, why would he... Oh.

I asked you not to come in here.

I don't like strangers in my bedroom.

Excuse me. [SIGHS]

I'm sorry, but are we in
some sort of West End farce?

- [SIGHS]
- Oh, for God's sake.

[CLICKS TONGUE, SIGHS]

Why is this locked?

It's not. It's just stiff.

You have to open it gently
or that happens. See?

I've probably put too much in here.

Look, who told you he was here?

Jackson Lamb.

Oh, well, he'll have sent you
here purely to distress me.

We've had a falling out.

I'm afraid you've been used, Miss Flyte.

Just a moment.

Good luck with finding David.

You should try asking his
grandson, River, where he is.

[MARCUS] All right. Back in a bit.

You know, it might be an
idea to hold on to that g*n.

Everyone's a target.

Post-Westacres, we don't know where
or when the next attack will come.

Put your headphones in,
and shut the f*ck up.

It's bad karma to sell it.

[MARCUS] It's bad karma to have
the Christmas decorations still up.

Weapons on the street versus
tinsel-based superstition.

Yeah, exactly the same.

Look, I don't want to be doing
this, but I've got no choice.

Cassie's already
noticing the unpaid bills.

- It's a f*cking nightmare.
- Of your own creation.

- Look, I sort this, and I'm done.
- [PHONE RINGING]

For real this time.

[SCOFFS]

Hi. Can you come down and help me?

f*ck off.

[SIGHS]

h* wants help.

Unless it's with assisting his
suicide, I'm not interested.

[PHONE RINGING]

[RODDY] Look, I'm handcuffed
to my weights machine.

[SIGHS]

He's handcuffed to his
weight machine. Worth a look.

- [FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]
- [GRUNTING]

[SHIRLEY CHUCKLES]

Was this an accident or
part of a w*nk*ng game?

It was Flyte.

Good on her.

I'm not gonna bother asking why,
'cause I'm sure it was deserved.

Look, are you gonna help me?

No.

[SHIRLEY SCOFFS]

What are you doing?

[CHUCKLES]

I mean, at least leave him there
overnight or till he shits himself.

[JK] I have to help him.

No, you don't. [GASPS]

[RODDY CHUCKLES]

Do you want to know why
I'm going to free him?

I want to know why you're
holding a knife to my throat.

Well, before I was assigned here,

I was handcuffed against my will
and tied to a chair for 72 hours.

- [SHIRLEY SIGHS]
- So, I find him being cuffed triggering.

Okay. Got it.

[SIGHS]

[GROANS]

[SHIRLEY SIGHS]

What happened while you were handcuffed?

A man threatened to cut open my stomach.

He had an electric...

uh, carving knife.

Badarse.

[JK SIGHS]

Brothers in cuffs.

I don't like to be touched.

What the f*ck.

[CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY IN FRENCH]

[BARKING]

Victor is my cousin.

Is he?

Nice to meet you, Victor.

[NATASHA] He was the
only one who stood by me

when I was made pregnant
by the man at Les Arbres.

I was 17.

And that's... that's this man?

[NATASHA] Yes.

Frank Harkness.

Although, he told so many lies,
that may not be his real name.

Well, he never let me see my son.

So, I-I moved away and, um,

I would come back
sometimes to see Bertrand,

and he looked through
me like I didn't exist.

We heard everyone at
Les Arbres was gone,

and she would never see Bertrand again.

I thought you were him.

So, I called her, followed you.

Found Frank trying to k*ll you.

And then you hit me... [SPEAKS FRENCH]

Why would Frank try to k*ll you?

Well, I think he was destroying
evidence, and I just got in his way.

And the b*mber, what about him?

- [NATASHA] Yves.
- [RIVER] Yves.

[NATASHA] Well, that's no surprise.
The way he was treated as a boy.

You could see his-his hate, his anger.

[CLICKS TONGUE] So,
you-you-you lived at Les Arbres?

[NATASHA] Yeah.

While Bertrand was little.

Did you paint this?

[SIGHS]

No. [CHUCKLES] One of
the other girls did.

Other girls?

Yes. The mothers.

You know, there were
some Russians, a Greek.

Uh, maybe, um, an English and
another local girl, I think.

They have... [STAMMERS]
... his children,

and then he makes the mothers leave

- because that's...
- [DOG BARKING]

... that's how he wants things to be.

- [SPEAKS FRENCH]
- [VICTOR] I'll speak to them.

Tell them you are not
who they think you are.

Yeah, please.

Wow. They really didn't
like your son, did they?

Well, the man out there, Bertrand
put his son in the hospital

and assaulted his daughter.

So, we don't really
blame him for his hate.

- Victor will calm them.
- [VICTOR SPEAKS FRENCH]

- [GRUNTS]
- [CLAMORING]

- f*ck me. Jesus.
- Run.

[BANGING ON DOOR]

- That's a big dog. [CHUCKLES]
- [MOB MEMBER GRUNTS]

[MOB CLAMORING]

[NATASHA SPEAKS FRENCH]

[IN FRENCH] It's not him!

It's not Bertrand!

[EXCLAIMS]

- [HANDLER SPEAKS FRENCH]
- [DOG GROWLING]

- [BARKING]
- [GRUNTS]

[CLAMORING CONTINUES]

[RIVER] sh*t.

[SPEAKS FRENCH]

- [GRUNTING]
- [BANGING ON DOOR]

- [MOB SHOUTS IN FRENCH]
- [PANTS]

- [GROWLS, BARKING]
- [SPEAKING FRENCH]

[GRUNTING]

[GROANING]

[GRUNTS, BREATHES SHARPLY]

[PANTING]

[MOB CLAMORING, SHOUTING]

[DOG BARKING]

[RIVER] Come on.

[CLAMORING CONTINUES]

[EXCLAIMS]

Monsieur.

- All right, f*ck off!
- [GRUNTING]

[MOPED REVS, STALLS]

[RIVER] What the f*cking...

[MOPED REVS]

Ah!

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

- Why aren't you answering your phone?
- [CATHERINE SIGHS]

- How have you been, by the way?
- River has it. And I'm fine. Thank you.

Why didn't Lamb just tell me that?

So, Lamb sent you?

Yeah. Where's David?

Oh, luckily I moved him.

It took Lamb all of five minutes
to work out how to find him.

I mean, he's smarter than most,

but he's not the only
brain on Spook Street.

David thinks he's meeting
First Desk in a safe house.

- Where?
- Number 25.

- I'm cat-sitting for my neighbor.
- [SIGHS]

So, how was River when you saw him?

Mmm. He's all right considering.

He's not answering your phone.

He won't do. He's
taken out the SIM card.

I'm sorry Lamb told you River was dead.

That must have been very hard.

Yeah, it's pretty much the final straw.

I might join you on the outside.

[GROANS] You'd get very bored.

What's the Westacres news?

Nothing.

Although they're not
ruling out further attacks.

Any idea who tried to k*ll David?

Just that they came from France.

[MEOWS]

- Oh, hello, Pinkel.
- [MEOWS]

[CHUCKLES] Are you allergic to cats?

No, I just don't really like them.

David?

David?

David?

[LOUISA] Catherine!

The back door's open!

Oh, my God.

[BOTH PANTING]

Oh, f*ck.

What am I going to tell River?

What am I gonna tell Lamb? [SIGHS]

- [b*mber ON TV] ... will I be free.
- [SNORING]

You will suffer for the years I
spent imprisoned by your system.

[SIRENS WAILING]

God willing, I will not be the last.

You will hear from my brothers soon.

- [TV HOST] I'm here on the...
- [KNOCKS]

... just outside of the
Westacres Shopping Center,

where the mood is still...

I'm afraid I've got
some bad news. [SNIFFS]

What the f*ck's that?

This? It's just a simple tussie-mussie.

Oh, f*ck off.

It's a nosegay.

People used to sniff them
during the great plague

- to cancel out the stench of death.
- [SIGHS]

f*ck off.

I've asked my contacts back at the Park,

and there isn't a
single shred of evidence

that David Cartwright
ever went to France.

So, I suppose our deal is off.

[SIGHS] I'm afraid so.

Looks like I'm stuck with you.

I did discover that his bagman
went there in the early 90s.

Lavande?

Yes.

Go see h*, and tell him I said to
find out why you're at Slough House.

- Really?
- Well, yeah.

Yeah, I don't want you here.

And letting me know that Bad Sam
Chapman went to France is good enough.

[SNIFFS, SIGHS]

[DOOR CLOSES]

[CHAPMAN] Here you are.
Take a closer look.

Sure you haven't seen him?

He lives right across from here.

Thirteen. Looks a bit older.

Goes by the name of KZ.

- Do you mean KayZee? [CHUCKLES]
- [KIDS LAUGHING]

You know him then?

Depends, is there money in it?

Well, there could be.

How about an advance then?

I don't have any cash on me.

And you know, I don't think
you've got anything to tell me.

Well, we can walk you to a cashpoint.

I'm ugly enough I don't mind getting
hit in the face. How about you?

[PHONE RINGING]

[CHUCKLES]

- [KID] Paedo.
- [KIDS CHUCKLING, CLAMORING]

[CHAPMAN] Hello, trouble.

I need a meet.

[GRUNTS] Launderette number three.

What if I've got something
more important to do?

- You don't.
- [SIGHS]

[TAIL] I have eyes on the old man.

[FRANK] Okay, so take him out.

[SIGHS] He's in public now.

Let him know he's being followed.
He'll get nervous, try and hide.

k*ll him out of sight,
then move on to Cartwright.

[MARCUS] Dancer Blaine?

Got a bit of merchandise for you.

[DANCER] Who sent you?

No one.

How do you know about me?

I'm MI5.

Is this a sting?

Not much of a sting if I tell
you I'm MI5 from the off, right?

Fair point. [INHALES SHARPLY]

- [GRUNTS]
- [DOOR LOCK BUZZES]

[DOOR UNLOCKS]

All right.

- [SIGHS]
- [DOOR CLOSES]

[SNIFFS]

Do you know why they call me Dancer?

'Cause you're into ballroom dancing?

And also because I sense danger
and dance right around it.

Now, serving MI5 officer, well,
that screams trouble to me.

Why do you want to sell me a g*n?

- I need money, right and fast.
- So, rob a bank.

If you don't want the g*n, fine
by me. I'll take it elsewhere.

No, you won't. You need the cash.

That's the other thing
about being a dancer.

You learn to read people.
Anticipate their moves.

- And I can tell you've got a good heart.
- [SCOFFS]

But you're all out of moves.

[BAG UNZIPS]

Beretta M9.

Beat out the Sig Sauer P226
to become the primary sidearm

of the US Army from 1985 to present.

- Three grand.
- It's worth five.

Yeah. No, I can sell it for
five. That's how profit works.

[CLICKS TONGUE] All
right, four and a half.

Three.

- Four.
- Three.

- Three and a half.
- Three.

[CHUCKLES, INHALES DEEPLY]

- Three.
- Perfect.

[CHUCKLES]

- Great negotiating.
- [SIGHS]

[CASH RUSTLING]

[MACHINE WHIRRING]

[PHONE RINGING]

[SNIFFS]

Any time this year would be great.

[CHAPMAN] Picked up a tail.

[JACKSON] Where are you?

Leading them away from you.

Could be a case I'm working
looking for a 13-year-old. Runaway.

Got mixed up with the wrong crowd.
Just faced some of them down.

- Could be them.
- Uh, it's not.

Someone tried to whack
David Cartwright last night.

sh*t. Who?

Uh, I don't know, but the old
b*stard blew him away with a shotgun.

- Anyone come looking for you?
- [SIGHS] Not yet.

I'll head to fallback number two.

I'll have the Slow Horses
follow you from the market

in case your tail makes a move.

[LINE CLICKS]

[BREATHES HEAVILY]

[PHONE RINGING]

Nice of you to call me back.

Lamb called. He needs us as a backup
for a meet with Bad Sam Chapman.

He said to tail him from the
market to fallback number two.

[MARCUS] Yeah, that's the old garage.

Actually, I'm not far. All
right, be there soon as.

[SHIRLEY] Make sure
you come packing heat.

Oh, no. You can't.

Shut up.

[MARCUS] Shirley!

Shirley!

f*cking hell. Do you wanna
draw any more attention?

[SIGHS] Chapman's 200 yards ahead.

[SIGHS]

All right. Where's the tail?

I thought I saw him,
but he's disappeared.

Probably saw me coming and scarpered.

I mean, that hat would do it.

[PEDESTRIANS, SHOPPERS SCREAM]

[CLAMORING]

[MARCUS] sh*t.

- Are you all right?
- [GROANS] No.

f*cking hell. [GROANS]

f*cking hell. [GRUNTS]

Are you okay?

[GRUNTS] I'm all right.

f*ck. [PANTS]

[PANTING]

- [LINE RINGING]
- Come on, come on, come on.

I can't seem to shake him.

- Abort.
- No, keep moving.

- I'll be there.
- Okay.

[PANTING]

[PANTING]

[DOOR RATTLES]

[TAIL] Come out, old man.

- It's over. Let's go.
- [GRUNTS]

[BOTH GRUNT]

[SIGHS]

[GRUNTS]

[BOTH GRUNTING]

[GROANS]

- [SCREAMS]
- [GROANS]

[BOTH GRUNTING]

[GRUNTING CONTINUES]

[GROANING]

[GROANS]

[GRUNTS]

[TIRES SCREECH]

[SHIRLEY GROANS]

[CHAPMAN PANTING]

You all right?

- [SHIRLEY PANTING]
- Here, get him up and in the cab.

- [GRUNTS]
- I'll deal with the roadkill.

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