01x06 - Follies

[bunniefuu]

[FOOTSTEPS]

What is it? [GRUNTS]

Diana Taverner is downstairs.

[SIGHS] Tell her I'll
be down in five minutes.

Um, she says to come straight down.

- [OLIVIA] What's going on, darling?
- Nothing, darling. [KISSES]

[RIVER] I wonder what
the others are up to.

Could have called them
if you hadn't thrown away

Min and Louisa's phones.

Should let them know they're
not being hunted anymore,

in case they're halfway through some
dodgy backstreet plastic surgery.

[SNORES]

[SNORING]

["STRANGE GAME" PLAYING]

Can't hack the satnav.

- [MIN] Because?
- Cheap bastards didn't hire one.

Or the flash bastards had their own.

What I have done, and which
is beneath you puny mortals,

is hack into the van's
Theft Recovery Transmitter.

So we can track it?

Signal's intermittent, so you'll
only get where the vehicle is

or was every ten minutes.

But they're heading east on the A .

Last ping from a petrol
station just outside Chelmsford.

- What? So what do we do with this?
- Well, we call it in.

To the Park? When they're
trying to hang the kidnap on us?

Then we get it to someone else.

[DOOR CLOSES]

[PETER] Diana. I'm
afraid our maid is asleep,

so it's me on char
duty. What can I get you?

Tea, please. Assam if you
have it, builder's otherwise.

Milk, no sugar.

- So, you know why I'm here?
- [PETER] I've no idea why you're here.

I think you do. Otherwise,
you'd have asked.

I've a woman in my kitchen

I've met a few times on
the cocktail party circuit.

I'm more concerned with
how I'm going to explain

your presence to my wife.

I can give her a précis if you like.

We know from phone records
that Robert Hobden called you

yesterday afternoon, repeatedly.

None of the calls lasted
more than seconds

so clearly he couldn't get through.

Now, I could pull CCTV
from surrounding streets

to confirm what I already know
but don't have the time to prove,

which is that Hobden
eventually turned up here,

desperate to talk to you.

Oh, would you believe it?
After all that, no Assam.

Have to be builder's.

By the way, um, what's
his name, hmm, Hobden?

Haven't seen him for years.

Doubt I'd recognize him if I did.

Another thing I know

but don't have the time to
prove at this exact moment

is that after Hobden's
visit, calls were made,

by you or someone close to you,

to certain individuals with links

to the people who
kidnapped Hassan Ahmed.

Again, I could pull up the phone
records for everyone in this building,

starting with the man
listening at the door.

[FOOTSTEPS DEPARTING]

And, of course, your phone records.

I'm guessing there might be some numbers

you don't want your wife to know about.

Those to the mothers of the
children she's not aware of, perhaps?

I have a very open marriage.

I don't give a f*ck about your marriage!

I have a dead agent at the scene of a

kidnapping and a boy
who's God knows where

who'll be next to die, all
because of a phone call you made.

I wish I could help you,
Diana, but I made no such call.

I'm gonna turn on the kettle for
the tea you've failed to make.

If you're not talking straight
with me by the time it boils,

I'm going to call in the Dogs

and begin the process of
turning your life inside out.

Okay, thank you.

Judging by the tone of the
woman who answered the phone,

this was likely the , th
tip they received today.

Well, surely it made a
difference coming from you.

Well, who was I to say was calling?

"Oh, hello, Scotland Yard?

I'm with the punishment detail
at MI , although at present,

they're hunting me for the kidnapping

that I'm trying to help you solve."

[SIGHS]

I'm going.

- Where?
- Down the A .

- You'll never catch them.
- I might if I put my foot down.

Pigs'll pull you over for speeding.

How many times, we're the pigs.

I won't stop. I'll lead
them to the kidnappers.

[LOUISA] Hey. Hold
on. I'll come with you.

Roddy and I will go to
Lamb's flat, in case he shows.

[RODDY] Lamb's not at his flat.

And how do you know that?

I put a tracker on his car a year
ago. I put one on all of your cars.

What? I did it precisely
for a situation like this.

[KETTLE BOILING]

This isn't about whether or not
Hobden was here or if I made a call.

You're on the clock and
need me to do something,

so why don't you just come out and ask?

I want you to use your contacts

in the far right to connect with
the head of the Sons of Albion.

Find out where his boys might go
if they wanted to leave the country.

I don't know Simmonds.

You went grouse sh**ting
with him last year.

There were a lot of
people on that sh**t.

Just the two of you golfing
at Sunningdale, though.

My sources say he thrashed you,
which is probably why you blanked it.

Why should he do me any favors?

Tell him I don't have
time to kick his door in,

but I will if he leaves me no option.

He gives them up within five minutes,

or the pair of you are having
breakfast in a holding cell.

I know about the Frontline Club, Diana.

And what Hobden overheard you
say to your brother, was it?

Your one card. Are you sure
you want to play that now?

Now is the only time to play
it. Game'll be over soon.

Then go and get dressed.

I'll take the hit when it comes,
but you are going to the Park.

Down to a floor with no number.
I'd wear something comfortable.

Something you don't mind ruining
with piss, sh*t and blood.

Now, now, Diana, I'm not suggesting
mutually assured destruction.

What are you suggesting?

You and I share the same problem.

Connection to the
unsavories through one man.

Robert Hobden.

I hope you don't mind if I listen
in when you make your calls.

How the f*ck did you find us?

Oh, well, put it back. It'll
come in handy if it gets nicked.

They haven't cuffed us. You
must have the photographs.

- Yeah. We checkmated Taverner.
- Were you planning on telling us?

No, I was enjoying not seeing you.

Where are Min and Louisa?

Well, Ho worked out a way
to track the kidnappers.

Min and Louisa are chasing after them.

My orders were pretty
clear. Do f*ck all!

You've let two Slow Horses
tear off in a doomed attempt

to try and not make things worse.

I didn't let them. Jackson,
they're autonomous beings.

I just hope they only get themselves

k*lled and don't set
an orphanage on fire.

[GRUNTS] Keep tracking that van.

Let me know if it so
much as changes lane.

[DOOR OPENS]

[CATHERINE] Think they're headed here.

[CAR ENGINE STARTS]

This is Duffy. Get a
tactical team airborne. Now.

[JACKSON] They're headed to Harwich.

How did you know?

Black used an old legend to hire a van.

Ho accessed the van's theft locator.

They're on the, uh, A .
Nearest port is Harwich.

Standish and Ho will give you all
the various. I'm off for a kip.

You're not actually
gonna go to bed, are you?

You have something for us?

That's the van's plate number
and the ID for the theft locator.

[DIANA] They're going after
the kidnappers, aren't they?

God, men are such boys.

Uh, ma'am, while I appreciate
you offering to include me

in your circle of sisterhood,
I'll have to decline.

Unless you want to fulfill
the promise you made

and tell me what you know
about Partner's death?

That ship sailed, Standish,
when you pulled a g*n

on one of my Dogs.

Just think, if you'd returned my call,

you'd be back at the Park tomorrow.

And why on earth would I want that?

- Roddy.
- What?

- Shut up and keep walking.
- Where?

- Slough House.
- No, but that's...

I know it's the other way, Roddy,

but I was in dire need
of a dramatic exit.

Do not look back. That's
just what she wants.

They stopped for petrol,
headed east minutes ago.

- Sure it was them?
- Yeah, they made Hassan get it.

Hassan? Why make him...

The guy remembered him
because he left a tip.

Did you not get any food?

You can see I didn't. Let's go, Min.

Do you mind if I nip
in and get something?

Yeah, sure. Only if you don't
mind admitting at Hassan's inquest

that we arrived late
because you needed crisps.

Okay, okay.

Jesus Christ, Min. Hurry up!

All right! I just function better
on a bit of food, that's all.

Oh, for God's sake.

[CURLY] I was seven, maybe eight.

It was the first castle I
saw up close. All in ruins.

You could play around it, climb on
it. My granddad said it was Norman.

Very old. [SIGHS]

As England as England could be.

Be a good spot for it.

- [LARRY] Can we just go to the boat?
- How's your memory?

Fine. What?

'Cause you seem to be forgetting
what happened to the last person

who asked, "Can we not
just go to the boat?"

Whoa, whoa, no, I mean... I mean
we'll k*ll him, yeah? We'll k*ll him!

All right? But... [STAMMERS]

... at the harbor or
the boat or something...

Are you sure about that?

Because it's pretty
tricky swinging an axe

on a boat. I might
miss. I might hit you.

- Mate, time is running out...
- So is my f*cking patience!

f*cking hell!

He won't sh**t you at the wheel.
We'd crash, w-we might all die.

Well, you're not at the wheel, are
you? What's to stop me sh**ting you?

Because you want to chop my head off.

You want me on my knees, remember?

Not long now.

[RODDY] Van's miles ahead of you.

Min and Louisa?

Ten miles.

Are you into the Park's feed?

[SIGHS] Was nearly
there when you called.

- Then stop talking!
- Well, no, no, wait, wait, wait, Roddy.

When you get a sec, can you
get into the hospital's system

and find out how Sid is? And...

What the f*ck?

[LINE BEEPING]

You need to hear this from me,
not an insensitive prick like him.

What, she's gone?

Yeah.

[EXHALES DEEPLY]

Count yourself lucky.

Jesus Chri...

Yeah, lucky me. Yeah.

From my end of the telescope,
surviving's the short straw.

By the time I was your age,
I'd lost a baker's dozen.

It was bad enough when the Wall was up,

but once they reduced it to bricks
and rubble, everything went to sh*t.

Whole networks of
joes rounded up, blown.

I haven't forgotten any of them.

And I won't forget Sid.

Besides, she was the only one of you...

Who wasn't complete sh*t.

Yeah, yeah. You... You've said that.

- [CLEARS THROAT]
- [SNIFFLES]

Any rate, the moral of the
story is, get used to death.

Cause you're gonna see a lot more of it.

And if that scares you, then
open the door and roll out now.

Out. Get the f...

[CURLY] Get our friend out.

- [GASPS]
- [CURLY] Get rid of him.

In there. And you're helping.

You get his legs. Go on.

[BOTH GRUNTING]

Once he's k*lled me, he's gonna
wanna go out in a blaze of glory.

If you're with him,

- you'll get k*lled in the cross fire.
- Shut up!

All right. Tie his hands and
feet. Make sure he can't run.

- Help me escape. Please. [GRUNTS]
- Shut the f*ck up!

[CURLY] The f*ck's going on in there?

You didn't know. You didn't
know. [BREATHES HEAVILY]

[CAR DOORS SLAM]

All right, get up. Here.

f*cking... Go on. Go on.

[ENGINE SPLUTTERING]

[LOUISA] What the hell, Min?

I've run out of petrol.

[LOUISA] Are you f*cking kidding?

How can we be out of petrol? We
were just at a petrol station.

[MIN] Well, hang on. We were...
We weren't stopping for petrol.

Yeah, I know. Otherwise
you'd have got f*cking petrol!

We were stopping for intel.

I got the intel! What were you
doing whilst I was doing that?

I... I was distracted. I
was thinking about stuff.

[LOUISA] What stuff? Huh?

I don't know. Nothing. [STAMMERS]

No, no one thinks about nothing, Min,

unless they're a Zen
master. Are you a Zen master?

No, I'm not! No, I'm tired. I'm...
I was thinking about sleeping.

Food, you know.

- f*ck.
- Oh, my God.

What?

You were thinking about sex.

Psh, no.

Yes, you were. Specifically
about shagging me.

[LAUGHS] No.

Jesus f*cking Christ!

[SIGHS]

No! f*cking stand over there!

Over there!

Nowhere f*cking near me.

- Here?
- [LOUISA] Yeah.

You've got an axe.

Yeah, and he's got a g*n.

- [PANTING] Please. Please.
- [LARRY] Quiet.

- You know we're both dead.
- [CURLY] Stay on the paths!

You know we're both dead.

[CURLY] Stay on the paths! Stay on it!

[GRUNTS] Get down. Get down.

- [SHUSHES]
- [WHIMPERING]

[WHISPERING] Don't move.

- Come on, give me your hands.
- [WHIMPERS]

[HASSAN GRUNTS]

Bastards!

Back to the van?

I'm going back to the van.
You're going the other way.

Where are you?

- Run!
- [CURLY] Where are you?

[LARRY] f*ck!

f*ck!

I f*cked up! He gave me the slip!

- What? f*cking where?
- I don't know!

[SHOUTS]

[CURLY GROANS]

Where am I? [PANTING]

[DIANA] I want you to bring
the boy's parents to London

ahead of a successful outcome.

Do not let the press get wind of this.

[INGRID] Diana.

Diana. Your office.

[DIANA] Ma'am...

The kidnappers are headed for
Harwich, and the Dogs are en route.

[INGRID] Well... [SIGHS] Now we wait.

- Slow Horses in the building?
- They've been cleared.

It appears Alan Black
was operating alone.

Either he was trying to be the hero,

or he went full right-wing nationalist.

- It's hard to tell.
- Either version makes us look terrible.

I'd prefer his story d*ed with him.

Oh, it's being written out already.

Can I request he's kept
out? No witnesses...

They are dangerous men.
They will be met with force.

[SIGHS]

Look, it's been a-a while for me, okay?

Since you had sex?

No, no, si...

since I've been with someone who
doesn't completely f*cking loathe me.

And... you know, us... us kissing
in the stairwell, that was...

I mean, that was good.

It was great. But then us going
upstairs with the paperweight

and the stapler, that was amazing.

I mean, that was... You know,
we were good. We were a team.

You know. I mean, we
had each other's back.

Bit cheesy.

And now we've got no
petrol and no way to

catch up to the bastards, so... [SIGHS]

We were... We were never
gonna catch them, were we?

Just... Just felt good being part
of something, didn't it, you know?

Two years.

Since you last had sex?

God, no.

- Since someone had my back.
- [CHUCKLES]

- There's Lamb!
- [LOUISA] Lamb!

Lamb!

- Hey!
- Hey! Oh, for f*ck's sake!

You not gonna stop?

We're ten minutes from Harwich.

Dogs, bad guys, g*ns.
You want to miss the show?

[LAUGHS]

[NICK] We have a visual.

They're armed. Lethal force authorized.

[BOAT ENGINE REVS]

Listen to me! Listen to
me! Get down! On your knees!

Get down on your knees.

Hands visible!

- [GROANS]
- [NICK] Keep your hands visible!

[GROANING]

He's reaching. Drop him.

[AGENT] All units to Control.
Target down, target down.

Van is empty, ma'am.

Suspect was armed, ma'am.

Retrace the route. Meter by meter.

[RODDY] Van got to Harwich.

Dogs shredded a kidnapper. Pretty
wild. I got some headcam footage.

Taverner's not taking any prisoners.

R... Roddy, Roddy. Hassan?

No sign of him or the other kidnappers.

Where did the van last stop?

- [RODDY] Lay-by. Five miles behind you.
- [JACKSON] sh*t.

You know, I knew you
were trying to turn him

when you were dumping that body.

And I knew he was never a
real soldier. No harm done.

Apart from him scalping you.

Head wounds bleed. It
all worked out in the end.

He got away. How is
that "all worked out"?

- I let him go.
- Sure.

Not that you're a crap sh*t. That's
not why he escaped. You let him go.

Listen, I could sh**t
you right now, mate.

But we're gonna do things medieval,

which is appropriate,
considering your religion.

You don't know the first
thing about my religion.

[BREATHES SHAKILY]

[CAR APPROACHING]

What the f*ck. They've come back.

Come on. Get in, then!

[LOUISA] Ow. f*ck.

- [MIN] We forgot to get petrol.
- [LOUISA] We?

[CURLY] There.

[LAUGHS]

What the f*ck are you laughing
at? You're gonna die up there.

- [HASSAN] That's not a Norman castle.
- Yes it f*cking is!

- [HASSAN] It's a folly.
- It's a what?

A folly. [STAMMERS] A fake.

Fake how? It's still a castle.

It's around years
old, built to look older.

[CURLY] Why would people build
ruins? That makes no sense.

B-Because they wanted to
impress people. [PANTS]

B-because they th-thought
that it was romantic.

- Because they thought it was English.
- It is English.

[HASSAN] It's fake.

Seems I paid more attention in my
madrassa than you did in school.

[HASSAN GRUNTS]

Get up. Get the f*ck up. Move.

Move!

Keep going.

In there.

[STAMMERS] Are you sure this is right?

[SIGHS] You are at the right location.
I've done my bit. Over to you.

Right. Ho, there's no "I" in "team,"

but there is a big
"f*ck you" in f*ck you.

Roddy, Roddy, there's
nothing here. Look again.

[RODDY] That is where they stopped.

This is the place.

Three men came into
the woods. One came out.

I'm assuming the one who
took the van to Harwich.

[RIVER] How do you know?

Reading the signs of the earth.

What, like snapped
branches, trampled grass?

No, you dozy sod. The
dead body over there.

[RIVER] f*ck me.

[GRUNTS, GROANS]

[NICK] Cleared to sh**t on sight.

Affirmative.

So what now, huh?

You k*ll me.

Put it on YouTube. Run to the boat.

Kneel.

- f*ckin' kneel!
- [GRUNTS, PANTS]

The boat is blown.

Once that video's
online, they'll be here,

and either they take me out,
or I use the last one on myself.

So you become a martyr.
Like all the su1c1de bombers.

It's about being part of
something bigger than yourself.

Not that you'd understand.
I'm putting this country first.

It's what won us the w*r.

You are so f*cking stu...

Ow! [SHOUTS]

- [WHIMPERS]
- Told you I was a good sh*t.

- Next one's in your balls.
- [g*nsh*t]

[HASSAN SHOUTS]

Hassan, Hassan! Hassan. Stop, stop.

- Who are you with?
- I'm with MI .

You're safe. You're safe now.
Look. Put it down. Give me the axe.

- You're gonna stop me?
- You don't want to k*ll him.

- He's done. Finished.
- Like f*ck I don't!

Hassan. Look at me, Hassan. No.

No, no, no. No! Hassan, Hassan!

[HASSAN PANTS, SIGHS]

You make me ashamed to be British.

All right. Come on. Let's
step away. Step away.

Back up. Back up. Back up. Good man.

[HASSAN WHIMPERING]

[PILOT] Twenty seconds to target.

[GASPING, PANTING]

Okay. Okay. Okay.

Okay. Okay. Let's just sit
down. There you are. Okay.

Okay. Hassan? I'm gonna have to
stop the bleeding on that arm.

- [SHOUTS]
- That's it, that's it.

There you are. Good man.

[PANTING] Can you ring my parents?

Uh, don't really have a
phone at the minute. Sorry.

What kind of spy are you? [PANTS]

Yeah. Hard to tell, really.

[HASSAN PANTING] Wh...

- Who's that?
- That's Cartwright and the Slow Horses.

[PILOT] Assessing target. Stand by.

[NICK] Intel confirms b*mb thr*at.

Southeast wall.

k*ll order confirmed.

There you are. You've done it now.

Are they gonna k*ll him?
He should go on trial.

Min! What are you doing?

[sn*per] Friendly approaching target.

He's unarmed!

Jesus.

Clear the sh*t!

- Piss off! Stop!
- What the f*ck are you doing?

You're gonna get
yourself freaking k*lled!

[NICK] Suspect is armed. Clear the sh*t!

You are impeding an official operation!

Clear! Now!

No clear sh*t, sir.

Piss off!

[NICK] Ma'am?

Ma'am?

Stand down.

[MOUTHING WORDS]

Diana.

Your idiot Slow Horses have
screwed the entire service.

The boy was saved.

The boy and the surviving kidnapper

both know we had an agent on the inside.

- I'll handle that.
- Like you handled the rest of this?

Alan Black has been
wiped from our records,

and I'll make sure Hassan says nothing.

You better f*cking had!
This is your sh*t, Diana.

Clean it up!

[REPORTER] I'm joined now by
our Home Security correspondent,

Derek Rothery. Derek,
what can you tell us

about the investigation so far?

[DEREK] We understand that
First Desk, Ingrid Tearney,

will be debriefing the Home
Secretary later on today

on what has been a successful operation

to rescue kidnapped
student Hassan Ahmed.

[HASSAN] I'd just like to say thank you

to the police a-and
the security services

for their really,
really incredible work.

We understand he was freed shortly
after : a.m. this morning

by an MI operation in which two
of the kidnappers were k*lled,

and a further man remains in custody.

Well, I suppose well done, us.

[MIN CHUCKLES] I've got a bottle of wine

in the desk if anyone
wants to celebrate.

Celebrate? What?

Well, we saved him.

How? You... You were useless.

I tracked the van.

Yeah, to Harwich, where the
Dogs were waiting for him.

Thanks to me squeezing Lady Di.

Yeah, well, I actually did save him.

Whilst he was being sh*t at
and threatened with an axe.

The kid saved himself, with a rock.

I just love these team
talks, I really do.

Come on, everyone. Back to work!

It's Saturday.

[JACKSON] Then everyone piss off!

Drink?

- [SNIFFLES]
- Got a lead on Sid.

Okay. Wine.

Right. Well, I hope you don't
mind, um, a vin de Tesco.

[CHUCKLES] Yeah. I'll get some glasses.

- All right.
- Actually, you know what, Min?

I, uh... I am... I'm shattered.
I'm gonna crash. Sorry.

Yeah. Sure. Sure.

[LOUISA] It's been a long day.

Yeah. No, I'm tired too.

But I am free tonight
for some drinks or...

maybe some food or something.

- Yeah. Yeah.
- Yeah?

Great. Sounds good. Um...

Yeah, I'm just thinking,
uh, how about...

Well, how about I just actually stop
talking before I spoil everything?

Smart.

- [RODDY] See?
- See what? I don't see anything.

[RODDY] Exactly.

There's no record of her ever
having been at the hospital.

And, when I pop through
my own private backdoor

into MI 's database,

there's no record of her whatsoever.

So what does that mean?

It means, far as you know, and
even as far as Roddy Ho knows,

which is a f*ck of a lot farther
than anyone has ever known,

there is gonna be no
funeral or memorial service

or so much as drinks at
the pub for Sidonie Baker.

'Cause no one named
Sidonie Baker ever existed.

So... [SIGHS] ... in return?

In return for what?

For letting you know she
might still be alive somewhere.

[RIVER] You wanna know?

All right. Um...

Well... [CLEARS THROAT, CLICKS TONGUE]

... thing is, Roddy,
you're in Slough House...

because you're too good.

You showed everyone else up.

Made them all look bad,
so they shoved you in here.

Figures.

[SIGHS] Tried to cage me up...

but you can't cage a dragon.

[PERSON ON PHONE SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY]

All right. [SNIFFLES]

[SIGHS]

[CLEARS THROAT]

[DOOR OPENS]

[FOOTSTEPS]

Natasha. You need to bring
me in and put me on air.

But what you're seeing
on the news is bullshit!

Establishment cover-up bullshit.

Well, send a car.

[SIGHS] I can get there quicker
by myself. Uh, I can be there in...

[PEDESTRIAN ] Jesus. You all
right, mate? You all right?

[PEDESTRIAN ] Hold
on, hold on, hold on.

[PEOPLE CLAMORING]

Diana.

- Jackson.
- [EXHALES SHARPLY]

Well done.

Managed to keep the name Alan
Black out of the headlines.

Never existed.

You mean Dermot
Radcliffe, Son of Albion.

[SIGHS]

Hassan didn't overhear anything
that might poke holes in that?

Possibly.

But his student debt's been cleared,

and his comedy club is about to
receive a large anonymous donation.

Do you know what boils my piss?

Is that you won.

Boy saved, you get to look like a hero.

Made your boss look even more of a hero.

What are you gonna tell Standish
about what's in that file?

And the photographs
on Cartwright's phone?

Deleted.

Can I trust you on that?

Can I trust you you
didn't make a copy of this?

I'm assuming you don't
want Struan Loy back.

[SIGHS] Well, you put him in a
very difficult position, Diana.

Betray me, get back to the Park.

Or don't and be cast
into the wilderness.

He betrayed you, so wilderness.

f*ck yeah.

And River Cartwright?

I'm sorry, but what did you expect?

Well, Stansted wasn't
me. And we rescued Hassan.

So... clean slate back at the Park

didn't feel like too much of a stretch.

So you thought, what?

Diana Taverner would confess her sins

in order to benefit your career

while simultaneously destroying her own?

Tad naive, wouldn't you say?

Moscow rules, watch your back.
London rules, cover your arse.

Yeah. [LAUGHS]

I seem to have covered her arse,

while she stabbed me
straight in the back.

[DAVID] I will permit one evening
of indulgent self-recrimination,

which will end when I nod off
after approximately minutes.

You need to get your head down.

Keep your nose clean, and then maybe,

just maybe, there's a way back in. e

Oh, come on.

Even the best spies have
their time in the cold.

Smiley was always coming
back from redundancy.

- Hmm? [CHUCKLES]
- [CHUCKLES]

[GRUNTS]

[CATHERINE ECHOING] Charles.

[DIANA] There are things
about Charles Partner's death

that Lamb hasn't told you.

What was Taverner going to tell me?

[CHUCKLES] For f*ck's
sake. It's... It's Saturday.

Haven't you got other
people's cats to steal?

What aren't you telling
me about Charles's death?

Nothing.

I don't believe you. I should
have read the signs. Should I?

[SIGHS, CLICKS TONGUE]

Tell me. What don't I...

I gave him the g*n.

Why?

[SIGHS] Because he asked for one.

And he was my friend.

This was after the Wall came down.

Cold w*r scores were being settled.

And he told me he'd seen
some old, unfriendly faces.

I thought he was being paranoid,

but... you know, what if
I was wrong, and he ended...

Well, it threw my mojo off.

Put a dent in my armor. [SIGHS]

I-I didn't want to be in the field.

I wanted to be a civilian even less.

So... this is why I
asked for this place.

Somewhere where I
could run out the clock.

Nothing matters, and no one gets hurt.

Oh, come on. One of us
has to leave the room now.

And I'm just too f*cking tired.

[SIGHS]

[CLASSICAL OPERA MUSIC PLAYING]

[GROANS]

Ha! [GRUNTS]

[PANTING]

[PANTING]

Is it done?

Yeah. [PANTING]

And so am I.

If they find out...

How would they find out, David?
It's just you and me in this car.

They are rather good at their job.

Well, I hope for your sake they don't.

["STRANGE GAME" PLAYING]

[LOUISA] When an agent dies,
everything has to be considered.

Well, he left a note
on his phone. "Cicada."

[RIVER] Sleeper agents
embedded in British society.

We call them dead lions.

[DIANA] Lamb, I do not need
you digging around in the past.

[RODDY] Maybe the Cicadas
have been reactivated,

and maybe more people are gonna die.

I'm putting you in the field.

- What?
- It's exciting.

Be careful, River.

The Russians have an incredible capacity

for pain and sacrifice. And grudges.

We had a traitor right at the top.

[RIVER] Thousands of
people, they're gonna die.

Paperwork's gonna be a ballache.

[RUSSIAN] I want the professional
humiliation of you and your team.

[JACKSON] My team have
already humiliated themselves.

That's why they're my team.

["STRANGE GAME" PLAYING]