06x05 - The Deal

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Whatever happened in Tehran...

The United Nations is now aware of
Iran's ill*gal development of WMDs,

which is hardly a bad thing.

The Iranian government are meeting
a businessman in London

to buy a set of nuclear triggers
that will give Iran
full nuclear capability.

And the CIA knew?
And didn't tell us.

I work for a group called Yalta.
What do you want with me?

We can help you.
As we want you to help us.

You want me to be a traitor?

The Iranians...

How's your source there?

Do you know how difficult
it is for me to get here?

You came anyway.

She could tell her husband about our
op. She will not tell her husband.

Open the door, somebody's
trying to k*ll you.

I know, my darling. You're involved
with the British government.

I don't normally do that.

Neither do I. OK, as long
as that's clear. Very clear.

Want to do it again?
I have to get to work.

Let me make you breakfast.

OK.

Oh, sh*t, no, I have to go.

Look, I'll, um,
I'll call you, though. OK.

Any sign yet?

Still waiting for
the flight to come in.

Where have you been anyway?

Wes's housemaster called.
Wanted me to go down to the school.

In the middle of the night?

He's homesick.
He needed to see his dad.

Plus, I knew you'd have it covered.

Looks like our target.

Must be in the holdall.

Bingo!

Just give us your wallet
and your phone. Come on!

Come on, hurry up.

OK, OK! OK...

Enough! I said enough!

Ambulance, Lanrock Lane.
Head injury.

Sergei Valentino. The Russian mule.

Seen here entering the country
this morning, carrying the
blueprints for a nuclear trigger.

In the holdall?
The customs X-ray shows it
contains a small metal container

no bigger than a cigarette box.

It's inside the box that the
blueprints are being stowed.

Can we see any details?
Not on the X-ray.

We only have scant intel
on the handover.

We still don't know when, where,
or how much money is changing hands.

What we do know is once in
Iranian hands the blueprints

can be translated into the technical
coding for a nuclear trigger,
and Iran becomes a nuclear power.

A move that will
antagonise America and Israel.

This could be the match that
lights the tinder box.

With the Americans and allies on
one side, the Russians, Chinese and
Arabs on the other, it could be...

World w*r Three.
Quite a lot for one Russian.

Our guess is that Valentino
doesn't know the significance
of what he's carrying.

Adam, we have a problem.
Valentino's gone. What?

I've just had word from surveillance.
He's not at the hotel.

He must have found the tracker.

Even so, there were 14
people outside that hotel.

Get me surveillance. I want to know
how they missed him.

Adam, there's something you should
see. You and Ros weren't the only
people to meet Valentino.

He was under surveillance,
he must have known.

We better pray it's not our Iranian
contact. Where did this man go next?

Well, he looks like he
was speeding off in a car.

Traced it to a warehouse.
It was hired three weeks ago.

This address.

We need to meet.

Things have changed.

Harry... We widened the
face-recognition search
to foreign contacts.

We got a match.
The good news is he's not Iranian.

The bad news is the man
following Valentino is KGB.

FSB. So, he changes his name,
he's still the same wild beast.

Russian secret police were
waiting for Valentino as well?

Valentino isn't unknown to
them. He worked for them
in the '80s as an informer.

Something happened, he fled
the country.

Since then it looks like he's
been working against Russia,

arming, amongst others,
Chechens with weapons to use
against his former country.

No wonder the Russians
are after his blood.

It might be an idea to get
hold off Adam and tell him
what he's dealing with.

PHONE RINGS OUT

HE DIALS NUMBER

INDISTINCT VOICE ON
OTHER END OF PHONE
Yeah, thanks.

I've got it.

It's a warning. What does it say?
It's not exactly polite. The gist?

The gist is back off Valentino,
he's our man, and the rest is...

Is? Siminekee. That's
Russian for testicles, isn't it?

Darling, you look flustered.
Wouldn't you be?

Oh, he's been clever, but
we can be cleverer still.

He vanished from right under our
noses. What he did was impossible.

Certainly it was impressive.
You said you have something for me.

I do, but it is a quid
pro quo situation, Ros.

I need eyes and ears on the grid.

You're joking? Malcolm's wired the
grid with every detector known,
I'd never get it through pods.

There's nothing that will pick
up these little gems.

Valentino is half a mile from here,
at TG 667 412. How did you find him?

Well, let's just say I know
how these Russians think.

Iran going nuclear will
only fuel US aggression.

We're all agreed Valentino
must be stopped.

I think you'd better get on
with stopping him, don't you?

SHE DIALS A NUMBER

Harry, I've got him.

SHE DIALS

Yes, Ros?

OK, you've got a deal.

ELECTRONIC BEEPING

Ros?

Good work. Thanks.

Finding a lone Russian in a city
of eight million - brilliant, even.

How'd you do it? Just got lucky.

Surveillance missed something.

Problem is... No holdall.

Could the deal
already have happened?

I don't think so. If it had,
Valentino would've already
left London.

Where would a lone Russian put
blueprints for safekeeping?

Well, we can't let the KGB get
to him before we find out. FSB.

I know. Well, which ever,
we don't have much time.

The FSB are bound to work
out his movements as we have.

Can we do a deal with the FSB?
A deal with the Russians?

They give us 24 hours, we
hand him over, or something?
Well, what? It's been done before.

They're a law unto themselves.
Why would they work with us?

I think they're softening him up,
playing cat and mouse
to terrify him.

My guess is they need something
from him before they k*ll him.

So? What do we do?

Well, we can offer him immunity.

That's all we can do.

If he's as scared as he
seems, he may take it.

Where are we going?

Nyeh boysya,
Mi predlagayem drookhboo.

I've only got about ten minutes.

I've been thinking
about you all day.

I don't know much about you. You
haven't even told me what you do.

Oh, come on, Jo,
let's cut the charade.

You didn't check me out
first thing this morning?

You're a journalist.

And you're a spy.

Am I part of some scoop?

Listen, I nearly walked
away from the whole thing.

You have to believe that,
but it...it's too big.

Yes, I approached you because
there's something I've
been working on,

but what happened last night
wasn't just about work. Don't.
I need your help.

There's something big going on,
and I need someone on the inside.

Do you know this guy?

Doesn't ring any bells.

I'll take that as a yes. I think
the Government's covering

their tracks about something,
and this man here is on to them.

I want to know why he was silenced.

It doesn't work like that.
Look at the pictures, Jo.

What does it look like? This man
is now in hospital, on a drip.

I could print what I have right now.
I just want someone to
tell me it isn't true.

Adam, can I have a word?

Yeah, what?

You're gonna think I'm crazy, but
there's this guy... What guy?

He calls himself a journalist.
I met him in a bar.

He seems to think that you were
in North London this morning,
and that you silenced someone.

HE SCOFFS

This morning? Yeah.

Just to warn you.
I don't need warning.

I've been at the airport
since the early hours

waiting for a flight from Moscow.
Ask Ros. She already did.

There you go.

Who is this bloke? I told you,
I don't know that much about him.
His name will do.

Ben Kaplin.

He's a freelance journalist.

I'll look him up.

Thanks for the warning.

Sorry, no visitors.

I just wanted to see how he was
doing. I heard he was hurt.
Are you family?

Sort of.

A close friend.

MONITOR BLEEPS RHYTHMICALLY

MONITOR'S BLEEPING
CONTINUES TO BE HEARD

SHOWER RUNS IN BACKGROUND

Expecting someone else?

Do you want to start talking?

She doesn't know I'm here.

She had a fight with her husband.

So she told you. She needed
a place for the night.
And you thought you'd oblige,

with an MI5 safe house, unauthorised.

Look, we got her into this mess.

She's my responsibility.

She k*lled a man when she was on our
errand. Are you in love with her?

No.

You told me there
was a crisis with Wes.

You lied about Wes.
I was just trying to protect her.

She's a big girl, Adam,
she doesn't need protecting, and
you're compromising the operation.

The man who attacked you outside is a
journalist. His name is Tim Leharre.

He was just a mugger. Not true,
as it turns out. He was after my
wallet. No. You listen to this.

Leharre was following a story
about MI5.

He approached you, and you hit him.

This is fantasy... I'm telling you
what's gonna be written...
I punched a guy.

He hit his head. It's a bad luck
story, that's all.

What about the other journalist,
Ben Kaplin? Have you heard of him
before? No.

So you think you're being set up?
Of course I am, don't be so stupid!

Look, the mugger will wake up.
It's mild concussion.

They're expecting him to come
around today. Then we'll see.
And if he doesn't wake up?

Then I'll need all the
friends I've got.

You'll tell Harry?

Look, Ros, wait.

Ros, please...

She is not good for you.

This situation is not good for you.

She's an asset.
Adam?

Yeah, it's just me.

Vzgleenee khatya-b na fatagrafioo.

Let's try a different tack.
Tell him we know about his past...

and what he's got up to.

Nam ez-vyestna, shto ti zamyershan
f pradazha aroozheye chichensam.

So we have two choices - either we
call our old friends the Russians...

Mi mozhem stateebya fe es beh.

..or he can work with us.
Eelee rabotey znami.

Valentino's not in
the interrogation cell.

No-one's raising the alarm.

We got them?

We got them.

Right now,
Valentino will be heading to a
storage facility off Waterloo Road.

When we picked him up we bought
him through the pods, where
we detected a swipe card.

The card accesses a locker
at a storage facility.

When he opens this locker, he'll
pick up what he'll assume is his
holdall, containing the blueprints.

Only it won't be his holdall,
it'll be an identical one we
put in its place.

It's vital that we
maintain surveillance on Valentino.

He'll receive a message as to where
and when the hand-over is.

Then we swoop, before the buyer
knows there's nothing to buy.
We need vigilance.

Valentino will try to go to ground,
keep as low a profile as possible
until the moment of the deal.

As soon as he moves, I'll let
you know. We've got another
tracker on him.

Hello, mate. Give me
the usual, will you?

Cute.

MOBILE PHONE RINGS

Adam, it's Tehran.

Your mugger was investigating
the Tehran b*mb.

We're going to look as guilty
as hell if he doesn't wake up.

Destroy everything you can.

We need to buy some time.

I've just had a message.

Tim Leharre is dead.

He was alive and well this
afternoon. He was in a coma. He was
breathing. Well, he isn't now.

Why didn't you tell me?
Didn't think it was important,
it was just a mugging.

Bullshit.

One word -

Ana.

Somebody's got it in for me.

Did you see her?

Yes. In an MI5 safehouse?

A meeting outside of an operation?

In fact, a meeting with
no agenda, except your own.

I believed it was essential
to shore her up as an asset.
That's a new name for it.

You went there because
you couldn't help yourself.

It's probably immaterial now anyway.

We have a huge problem right
where we don't need it.

The man, Tim Leharre, who apparently
mugged you, was a journalist.

It's a fabrication. Well,
this is the accusation,

at least hear the charge before
you come in with the defence.
I know the charge.

The Tehran b*mb.
The story we thought we'd buried.

It's your word against his.

He's dead, and no-one speaks
louder than a dead body.

There's nothing definitive.

So far.

We've been monitoring the situation
carefully, nothing's come up.

Unless someone's been indiscrete.

No. Even half a sentence or a
whisper where it shouldn't be.

Absolutely not. A bug - could
she have got a bug on you?
Ana is not involved!

I'm sorry, Adam, in this case your
judgement is seriously flawed.

Let's hope there is no hard evidence,

just speculation.

Cos if there's an email, a tape,

or the ghost of a finger print
on the trigger, the Government will
fall, you realise that?

Either way,

there's now a m*rder
charge against you.

I can't run. What about Wes?

Yes, what about Wes
when you're serving life?

You're going to have to trust me.

Lie low, just for a few days.

Take it, for God's sake.

Being a spy is not like
being a journalist.

You creep around behind
people's back, try to catch
them out to make some profit.

Make some sort of
statement about morality.

We creep around to try and
make the world a bit safer.

You're lucky you have a job where
black and white looks so clean.

Mine is not even grey, it's patchy,
mottled.

You can't even tell what's
colour and what's...murk.

A call may or may not have been
made in Tehran,

it may or may not have been the right
call, but someone had to make it.

And I would much rather have
the people that are
currently working in MI5

than others who will swoop
in if this story breaks us all.

You know what you've done so far?

You've just removed one of the
best officers from his job,

you've left the security services
vulnerable to becoming state-
controlled.

So if that makes you sleep
safer in your bed at night then...

well done.

A good day's work, I'd say.

Who's that? He's what the Home
Office call damage limitation.

The Home Secretary is
grateful for your loyalty.

Only to be used if evidence comes to
light. Speculation can be fought.
Of course.

Where is Carter?
I haven't seen him.

You gave him a false passport and
sent him on his way. Not necessarily.

We are on the same team, Harry. I
don't want this any more than you do.

The media is already onto this story.

We need to contain the damage.

I'm going to move in
some of my staff.

I don't know what else I can do.

If Carter makes contact, I want to
make sure that we are here
to take the call.

Move in some of your staff?
We won't interfere.

I just need to have
eyes and ears around.

You do understand, don't you?

This is a secret service. Not today.

Today it is transparent.

I saw the papers.

It's you, isn't it? My colleagues
think you and your husband set
me up, that I can't trust you.

You knew I'd be walking down
that street,

the precise moment I'd be leaving
the safe house. I wouldn't do that.

I have been officially told not to
see you. Adam, please don't say that

Then give me something.

You stink. Thanks!

No, really.

The Iranian contact in the nuclear
deal is called Massoud Narzemi.

He is likely to make contact
with Valentino in person.

Where did you get this?

The handover of the
hold-all could happen today.

We can't trust her, Adam.
Harry's told us we've got
to treat her like a mole.

She said he'll be using a mobile -
this is the number.

In case Valentino
gives you the slip again.

It's not reliable.
Look, I don't question your sources!

The Iranian contact
is her brother-in-law.

He came into Britain yesterday.
Just tap into the mobile
and see what you can get. OK.

You said you had something for me.
CCTV images.

Connie went over Leharre's movements
on the day he attacked you,

to build up a picture
of who he was, who he met with.

We follow him for most of the day,
but then we lose him for
three hours. Where? Waterloo Bridge.

Connie, can you patch into this
mobile please? Let me know if
anything of interest comes up.

Where's Harry?
He's in the media liaison.

Valentino's made a move. He's out
of hiding. Get Harry out of there.

Daragaya, sadees f-masheenoo.

Tipyer-anee mawgoot preetee
zetaboy flyooboy mamyent,
payetemoonee sport, prashoo-tibya.

Ya tawzhe tibya loobloo,
notte dalzhnamenya pazlooshet...

Te dalzhna svizatsa sma
eemee bratzhemee... Shto etta?
Kto tam? Loobeemaya!??

Can you get out of my way, please?

Connie, can I have a full translation
of what Valentino is saying?

Who's he calling? Its international,
unknown number, something's changed.

We have the details
of the hand-over.

When? Today, three o'clock.

A call was made on Massoud
Nazemi's mobile, just as Ana said.

Names and where the money is to be
transferred. It checks out?
Seems so.

Excuse me have you seen this man?

Have you seen this man?
Have you seen this man...

I'm looking for this man. Can
you help me? No. Are you sure? No!

Are you sure. Have you seen this...

Excuse me, I'm looking for this,
this man, have you seen this man?

How about you?

No chance.

You didn't even look.

We don't do missing people.

You from the police? No.

Private detective? No. I just
met him once and want to find
him again. Have you seen him?

He isn't here.

But you know him?

Nah.

And before you say anything,
we don't need your money.

Money?

Who said anything about money?

I thought you had money
like the last man.

What happened?

He fell.

It's definitely your friend?

No mistake. I think he's been
the victim of identity theft.

HE PRAYS IN OWN LANGUAGE

I'm sorry.

Tells his wife,
take the kids to the border.

Instructions about
who to stay with...

it sounds final... Oh...
a man's voice - he's shouting.

Telling them to get down. Sounds
like they're already under arrest.
And Valentino heard this?

sh*t!

HE MURMURS IN RUSSIAN

Harry, I've got evidence
that Leharre's a construct.

We need to meet and explain what...
LINE GOES DEAD

Are we tracing that call?
Why did you hang up?

We'll be arresting you next.

We've traced him,
I've just told the police.

POLICE SIRENS

Get in! Get down!

POLICE SIREN BLARES

SIREN IN DISTANCE
He's gone.

I had a visit from
one of your colleagues.

She made me think.

I got sent the photos anonymously.
I didn't know who and I didn't ask.

But when I did ask,
it sent me on a strange trail.
I thought you should see it.

Why should I trust you?

You probably shouldn't.

RINGING TONE

Yeah, I'm calling
about your dry cleaning.

Its been switched with someone
else's. Someone called Hogan.

I take it you didn't
happen to just be passing?

Two minutes. You're a wanted man.

I picked up the trail, Hogan.
The photos, the fake ID.

It all leads straight back to you.
It does? There never was
such a person as Tim Leharre.

He was a drunk that you paid to
attack me, with a camera handy to
record the whole thing. Why, Bob?

You think we're stupid?

Where you can steal classified CIA
intel from under our noses,
with no repercussions?

We wouldn't, if you'd let us know
what was going on. You've been
listening to politicians, Sir Harry.

There is no special relationship.
When you're useful you're useful.
When you're not, you're in the way.

I'll make a note of that. Do you
happen to know who's brokering
the Iranian nuclear arms deal?

You and your bellicose country
want Iran to arm itself

precisely so you have the excuse
to wipe them out.

It's a theory.
Too bad we intercepted.
We have the blueprints.

You Brits always were meddlesome
idiots. You wearing a wire? No.

You?

You have to let this handover
go through. Yeah, we fingered Adam
to get you off our backs.

But this deal, there's a
whole load more at stake.

You're talking as
if this is your deal.

You set it up. Yes, sir.

We heard Iran wanted to obtain
nuclear triggers. So we thought,
"They'll get 'em anyway." What?

You saying America's arming Iran?

No, we're selling them blueprints
with a deliberate error.

A tiny miscalculation
that will set their nuclear
programme back a decade.

You put a stop to this charade.

Undo the Tim Leharre story. We can
still let this deal go through.

There isn't much time.
The designated handover's
within the hour.

Ros - change of strategy. Get the
blueprints back to Valentino
before the deal this afternoon.

Adam, we can't do that.
Everything's changed.

No, Adam, we can't give
anything to Valentino any more.

SIRENS BLARE

We can't let Valentino's suicide
stop the handover from happening.

We simply have to find
a replacement quickly.

A replacement for Valentino?
Somebody with no identity, no past.

Somebody if interrogated
would know nothing, say
nothing, wouldn't be missed.

And most importantly
would disappear again afterwards.

I've got a coffee and five grand.
Which do you want first?

Are you my guardian angel
or something?

That'll be the something.

Please don't be a hallucination.

Just drink your coffee.

You're taking a risk, aren't you?
Presuming Massoud
never met Valentino.

It's a calculated risk.

We've got 15 minutes.
It will take more like 20.

We don't have 20.
I can't make it fly.

I have got a headache.

You're getting paid, aren't you?

Yeah. So what's the problem?

I hate coffee.

It's number 35. There's no sign of
Connie and the hold-all.

What time is it? One minute past.
One more minute and we missed it.

If anybody asks,
your name's Valentino.

All right, that's all you know.

Take this to number 35, OK?

Nothing else. Is it drugs?

Something like that.

Is this the point where I get
arrested and take all the sh*t?

Just come back here afterwards.

We'll be waiting for you.

The Iranians are no fools, Adam.

It's a chance we had to take.
We had no other option.

It's a flawed plan,
Adam, and you know it.

There could be a sn*per
at any moment.

LOUD MOTOR

When the surveillance on
that hold-all is activated,

we should be able to see where
those blueprints are taken next.

Right down to which
underground lab in Iran.

Adam was the victim of a smear
campaign, run by an ex-MI5 officer
with an axe to grind. Got it.

Got everything you need? Sure.

The link with Tehran was fabricated
in an attempt to sabotage his
old employers. I've got it!

Bye.

Bye.

So typically American.
So typically arrogant.
Such a typically American plan.

The press have a water-tight story?
We have Hogan's ba*ls in a vice now.

Only five people know
about their scheme,
two of them are in our office.

He came up with a very convincing
case about an ex-officer with an axe
to grind. Ben Kaplan did the rest.

Plus, this evening's news. The world
has something else to think about.

A footballer has adopted twins.

Sorry, you're yesterday's story.

You going home? Yeah.

Fancy a drink?
I'll even admit you were right.

As tempting as that
sounds, I can't tonight.
Why? You got a better offer? Maybe.

What? You can't carry
on seeing her, you know.

I thought she proved herself. Look,
I'm grateful for your
help earlier, Ros, but...

Adam, do yourself a favour, OK?
Get out of there.
I don't need babysitting. Fine.

You're on your own.

I'm not a fool,
I know I've got to walk away.
As I said, you're on your own.

MOBILE RINGS

'A good day, by all accounts.' Yeah,
well, you got what you wanted.

'We all benefit from
working together, Ros,

'which is exactly why I'm getting in
touch. There's something I thought
you'd want to know.'

It was really easy before.

My life was easy.

I wasn't torn in any direction.

I was occasionally bored,
but I didn't mind.

This is the last time
we'll see each other, isn't it?

Then I should go.
It will only get more difficult.

Her minder's in the building.
They must all know.

Adam, you've gotta get out of there.

Good bye.

You OK?

ECHOING: Too much champagne.
You need some water.

You poisoned me. You poisoned me.

I'm not stupid.
Don't...don't do this to me.

Don't.

No, no.

Please, please...

Which room is he in?
Which room's he in?!

I said what room's he in?

Where is he?!

Adam!

Adam! Adam!

Adam!

SHE SOBS
Please!

Adam, don't do this to me!

Adam!

Please. Adam!

Adam! Please. Adam!

ADAM!

You, what did you give him?

You! What did you give him?

I don't know. A drug.

My husband told me to use it.

I don't know.

I had to, my husband found out. I...

I...I had no choice.

What do you want me
to do with her, Adam?

Not exactly leaping
to your defence, is he?

You give me one good reason
why I shouldn't pull the trigger.

I still have information that
you need. I can still be useful.

Please, we have heard it all before.

No, no, no. It's true!
Don't listen to her.

I promise you. Don't listen.

What information?

About the deal
for technical drawings.

The blueprints that were sold today.

My husband found out they were fake.

Go on. So when he knew they were
false, he set up another deal.

You were so busy looking in
the wrong direction you missed it.

My country just obtained
a real firing set.

We are now a nuclear power.

g*nshots WITH sil*ncer

The blueprints we
intercepted were useless, fakes.

The real circuitboards fly today.

Get to the airport now.
Everyone's boarding now.


mostly Iran nationals.

If the circuitboards are on that
flight they're in there with you.

You must not proceed to Teheran!
Without the flame arresters this
thing isn't a plane, it's a b*mb.

The flame arresters have been
smashed, both engines. Can she fly?

If she hits turbulence there's
nothing to protect the fuel bay.

If she flies through an electrical
storm she's a sitting duck.