02x02 - From Upshott with Love

[bunniefuu]

[SIRENS WAILING]

[SNORING]

[PAPER RUSTLING]

What... [STAMMERS]

[SCOFFS] And you are?

I've come about the money.

Jamal's or Demetrio's?

Demetrio's.

[NIKOLAI] Tell the greedy
arsehole to go f*ck himself.

The first of the month,
that was the arrangement.

Oh, will do.

Might not mention the bit about
f*cking himself though. Huh?

You know how sensitive he is.

[STAMMERS] This language
school setup, it fool anyone?

[LAUGHING] So, now we are
having a conversation, huh?

[STAMMERS] Well, I need to stay
long enough to convince Demetrio

that we discussed the ins and
outs of your financial obligations.

He's outside?

Yeah, he's in the car.

You weren't actually on today's list.

Yeah, we just happened to be passing.

- [SNIFFS]
- It's busier than it looks. The school.

[EXHALES DEEPLY]

[NIKOLAI] We get a lot of
inquiries. You'd be surprised.

[GROANS] You'll be surprised
how little that surprises me.

Surely Demetrio will be
wondering where you are.

No. He'll be reading the
paper, scratching his balls.

You know Demetrio.

Not as well as you.

Probably not.

Which is strange, huh? [LAUGHS]

As I just made him up.

So, if you have finished playing games,

would you mind either f*cking off

or telling me what
you want, Jackson Lamb?

["STRANGE GAME" PLAYING]

[NIKOLAI] So, what do you want with me?

A little chat about old times, Nikky.

Everything I knew, I gave up
when I came in from Moscow.

Oh, yeah. I remember.

Yeah, I... I saw the
tape of your debrief.

You... [STAMMERS] Couldn't shut you up.

I... Are there... Are
there things living in this?

I was f*cking nervous, okay?
Walking in as a defector.

Knowing if I don't give you
enough, you throw me back out.

What do you think my side
would have done with a traitor?

[GROANS] The ultimate t*rture,
made you listen back to yourself.

Do you... D... You sleep here as well?

[SCOFFS] That is grim.

Why are you here?

What is it you want me to talk about?

Cicadas.

Is it really worth locking this
place up? A burglary could improve it.

How do you know me? I
never met you in the field.

I'd have remembered your perfume.

Amongst my fellow exiles,

your name has come up on
more than one occasion.

Oh, I'm flattered.

Well, the next time you
see your old KGB mates,

tell them I never think of them.

Not once.

[BELL CHIMES]

[CELL PHONE BUZZES]

Hey, um, h-has anything
else come through

on where the bald man went
after he got off the train?

[CHUCKLES] I'm not your PA.

I'm not asking you to
get me a pain au chocolat.

I'm asking for an intel update.

Why do you need an intel update?

Because I'm in the Cotswolds.

Lamb wanted me on the trail
while it was still warm.

So, if there is an update,
it would be handy to know.

So, I am your PA?

Only if it stands for
"prickly arsehole."

There is no update. I told
you everything we know earlier.

Bald guy walks towards the taxi
office with a few other passengers.

Some cabs drove off, but it was too dark

to see which, if any, he was in.

[RIVER] Thank you, Shirley.

I'm only telling you
so you'll stop bickering

like a pair of absolute cocks.

I don't bicker. I play judo with words.

[RECEPTIONIST] No worries, Dinah.
Barbek can help you with the bags.

Yes, onto the train. I'll tell
him. I got it all written down now.

All right, then.

Whereto, my love?

Oh, hi. Sorry. Uh, don't
actually need a car.

Um... [CLICKS TONGUE] ...
it's a bit of a long sh*t this,

but I'm actually just trying
to track down my uncle.

He's been a bit erratic
since my aunt d*ed.

He goes walkabout all the time.
It's really quite worrying.

Um, all we know is
that he got on a train

two nights ago from Oxford Parkway,

and we just haven't
heard from him since.

So, uh, I wondered if
he had gotten off here

and maybe come in and ordered a cab.

Um, he's quite distinctive looking.

He's completely bald,
quite a big man, s.

Ooh, I remember.

- Yeah?
- [INHALES SHARPLY] Yeah, quiet night.

Couple of days back,
and he was the last fare.

Oh. Oh, thank God.

- [BOTH CHUCKLE]
- Do you remember where he went, then?

I do. He went straight
back to Oxford Parkway.

Did he really? Right. Um...

[SMACKS LIPS] Uh, do you think
maybe I could speak to the driver,

just to double-check
exactly where he dropped him?

Kenny's on a run right now,

but he'll be having his brekkie in
the caff around the corner after.

- Kenny. Right.
- Yeah.

- Thanks very much. Thank you.
- That's all right, love.

[RECEPTIONIST INHALES DEEPLY]

[MIN] So, who are we meeting again?

[LOUISA] Should be in
your head by now, Min.

No, it is in my head. I'm
just, um... I'm testing you.

Nevsky.

Nevsky's representative,
whose name is Russian?

f*ck's sake, Min.

Sorry. It's just...

It's been a while since I've had to
remember anything important, sorry.

Ah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Pashkin. Arkady Pashkin.

That's who we're meeting.

- That's Nevsky's representative, isn't it?
- [SIGHS]

Eventually, but today we're
meeting Pashkin's security.

- Are they in here too?
- Oh, my God.

Okay.

- Piotr.
- Right, yes.

- Kyril, who work for Pashkin...
- Okay. Yes, I get it, yeah.

- ... who works for Nevsky. Got it?
- Yes. Yes.

- Need some flash cards? Okay.
- No, thank you. It's fine.

- [LOUISA] Where are you going?
- [MIN] I'm gonna cycle.

Oh, no. Come on, Min, there's no time.

I'll wisp through the traffic.
It's fine. I'll be quick.

Okay. Well, you better not be late.

I won't be late for old Lenin
and Rasputin. Don't worry.

It's all in my head.

So, Sally tells me

that you took my uncle back
to Oxford Parkway two days ago.

I took a lot of people to
Oxford Parkway two days ago.

I get the impression that
you're trying to get me

to give you money, Kenny.

That's not very public-spirited of you,

seeing as my uncle is not a well man.

I don't think your uncle
wants you to find him.

So, you did take him
back to Oxford Parkway.

I don't think he's your uncle either.

Right.

Didn't take him to Oxford Parkway.

So, where did you take him, Kenny?

You got more in there?

- How much is this gonna cost?
- [KENNY] Well, that's the thing.

Your uncle, or whatever he is to you,

as soon as he gets in the cab,
he gives me a new destination.

But he pays me the fare to Oxford
Parkway plus a little bit more,

so if someone comes looking,

I'm to tell them I took
him to Oxford Parkway.

[INHALES SHARPLY] So, I'd feel
like I was breaking a deal.

- Unless...
- Unless I pay you what he did.

You catch on quick.

And how much was that?

.

Tw...

Cashpoint over there.

Call it , why don't we?

[KENNY CHUCKLES]

Double Scotch, uh, and a red wine.

House red? Got merlot, cabernet or...

No, no. Th-The shittiest one. Ta.

Put another one in there. [SNIFFS]

Cicadas.

Why did you mention
them in your debrief?

I thought it was an ace up my
sleeve. But nobody seemed to care.

I want to know what you
would have gone on to say

if they hadn't had lost interest.

I would have told them...

[SIGHS] ... I heard Popov's
plans for the cicadas,

from the man himself.

[SIGHS]

You don't believe me?

Go on then. Talk.

It was an ordinary workday.

Not long before the Wall came down.

I was in the cubicle.

The conversation I overheard
was between two men.

The first one said, "I don't
want my cicadas abandoned.

The funding, the
support, must continue."

And the other said, "It will be hard."

Then the first one said,
"Tell them this is from Popov."

- Th... that was it?
- Yeah.

They stepped in, exchanged these
words, stepped out. [CLICKS TONGUE]

What did he look like?
Popov and his goon.

I told you. I was in a cubicle.

- I mean, didn't you turn your head?
- It was toilet cubicle.

Y-You overheard all this
while you were taking a sh*t?

I assume.

That wasn't the memorable
part of the experience.

Did you recognize the voices?

Not the one I took to be Popov.

But the other one was maybe familiar.

But, uh, I cannot be sure.

Name?

Andrei Chernitsky.

And what did he look like?

Like a k*ller.

[SMACKS LIPS] If you saw his eyes...

[CHUCKLES] ... from a distance too.

A big bull. A big bald bull.

[NIKOLAI SIPS, SWALLOWS]

Hey.

- Nice of you to show up.
- Just getting the miles in.

- I said you'd be late.
- Oh, come on.

- I'm here on time, aren't I?
- No, "on time" means minutes early.

- You know that.
- Okay.

I had to do the whole
security lap by myself.

[MIN] Sorry.

[LOUISA] Right, that looks
like them. Piotr and Kyril.

[MIN] Who are they again?

[LOUISA] Not funny.

Okay.

Well, let them come to us.

So, we understand that Mr.
Pashkin arrives tomorrow.

He is in New York right now.

We will liaise with you on
security for the meeting.

- Mm-hmm.
- You doing a bug sweep?

Yes. We'll do that the day before.

We'll sweep for bugs, disable
the cameras and seal the room.

We will accompany you.

Well, that won't be necessary.

No, it is.

What, you don't trust us?

[INHALES DEEPLY] Look, um, mister, um...

- Sorry, I've...
- Harper. It's Min Harper.

[LAUGHS] You say it like,
uh, "Bond. James Bond."

Do all English agents say it like that?

We're with the Department of Energy.

Of course.

Okay, how about you
both put your dicks away?

Hmm?

- Okay, uh, dicks away.
- Great.

And whilst we're about
it, no g*ns either.

g*ns?

Yes, like the ones that
you're both carrying now.

We're not carrying g*ns.

You can come on the
bug sweep. But no g*ns.

And after the sweep,
you will present a report

to Mr. Pashkin in his hotel.

Which hotel?

Ambassador.

What, you guys staying there too?

Uh, once Mr. Pashkin arrives, we'll
join him in The Ambassador, yes.

But for now?

Uh, Excelsior, uh, Excalibur.
Something like that.

Forgive me. I'm very stupid with names.

Well, good luck driving around

every hotel in London
beginning with "E."

[CHUCKLES] You, I
like you. You're funny.

Don't forget to let
us know which hotel...

Of course. Uh, is it possible
to get a taxi from here?

Uh, yeah. There's a taxi rank
just in the corner over there.

Lovely to meet you.

- Well, I don't trust them.
- [LOUISA] You're not supposed to.

It's part of the game.

Min, all that matters
is that we do our job.

- What... What are you doing, Min?
- Doing my job.

[TIRES SQUEALING]

[PANTING]

[PANTING]

- [BICYCLE BELL DINGS]
- Sorry! I'm sorry!

[SIGHS]

[HORNS HONKING]

[BREATHES HEAVILY]

[DIANA] I saw you.

You got here first then
left to keep me waiting.

Well, that's because I knew
you were watching and waiting

so you could arrive after me.

What a pair we are. Made for each other.

If this bench marks my coat, I'm
going to send you the cleaning bill.

You can get coats cleaned?

Yeah.

Coats cleaned, teeth fixed, hair washed.

I know it's news for you.

[INHALES SHARPLY] I've been busy lately.

It's possible I've let myself go.

[GRUNTS]

What do you want with Nikolai Katinsky?

[GROANS] Did he go crying to Mummy?

Promise I didn't hurt him.

Although I'm not sure all that
booze I bought him did him much good.

You can talk.

I wanted to go over a... a
few points from his debrief.

That was almost years ago.

Katinsky was from the shallow end.

No information that we didn't have
already from other reliable sources.

We were only hanging on to
him because of the swaps.

Dickie Bough dropped
dead the other night.

I know.

Dogs went over it. It
is what it looked like.

Old drunk drops dead. Cautionary tale.

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

Jesus.

Now the only ex-KGB to offer us
anything on cicadas was Katinsky.

Cicadas was a nonsense.

Katinsky overheard someone talking
about cicadas, back in Moscow.

About keeping them in
place after the fall.

That someone was Popov.

Popov was a nonsense.

Now, the person talking to Popov

matches the description of the
person I think k*lled Dickie Bough.

[SIGHS]

[CELL PHONE BUZZES]

What?

I thought you were Billy Big
Bollocks tracking a m*rder*r.

What you doing at a cashpoint?
You off to a strip club?

[RIVER] How did you find me?

Service phones are trackable.

Okay, why did you find me?

Bored.

'Cause he's got a mental age of seven.

I'm paying the taxi driver
because he knows something.

Knows how to spot a
sucker. [RODDY CHUCKLES]

[RIVER] Brilliant. Okay, bye now, Roddy.

Keep up the vital work sh1tting on
everyone else from the sidelines.

[MACHINE BEEPS]

[TYPES]

[CELL PHONE BUZZES]

[LINE RINGING]

- [LINE BEEPS]
- Aw. What were you gonna say?

I was gonna flame him with
a blitzkrieg of zingers.

[BOTTLE SQUEEZING]

Is that a second breakfast?

Well, you were taking your time.

Right. Where did you drop him?

Upshott.

What's "Upshott"?

Couple of hundred houses,
a church, and a pub.

- Right. Where in Upshott?
- Church.

Did he meet anyone?

Not that I saw.

Well, did he get in a car?
Did you see him go in a house?

- What did he do?
- Once he's paid the fare and got out the cab,

I lose interest.

Well, you might have seen
something as you drove off.

Well, I didn't. [SIGHS]

Who is he?

How'd he know you was
coming to look for him?

He's my uncle.

[KENNY SNIFFS]

I am trying to deal with ,
people marching to shut down the city

and a Home Secretary
who wants them to riot,

so he can go big on law and order.

I do not need you
digging around the past.

Well, it's not really
the past, Diana. Is it?

Dickie's lying on a slab right now.

- Well, what was Dickie to you?
- Nothing.

I didn't even like the
grubby little fucker.

But that's not the point.

He... He was a joe, and
that counts for something.

Not to you and the stiffs at the Park.

But I'm gonna get the
bastard that got him.

And how do you think
you're gonna do that?

You don't have the
resources or the budget

to run an op from Slough House.

- No. But you're gonna approve one.
- Why?

[SCOFFS, SIGHS] Well, for one thing,

your boy Spider's been poaching my team,

and I feel I'm... I'm owed
payment in kind for that.

Not that the two in
question are worth sh*t,

but you understand the principle.

Do you seriously think
I'm gonna let you go live

just because Webb is using one of,
what you call, your sh*t horses?

I need a workable cover, Diana.

I can put one together myself,

but it will take a week
or two, and I need it now.

I also need a... an operating fund.

Um, I don't know. A
couple of K should do it.

You owe me.

I do this and it's done and dusted...

- [SCOFFS] Absolutely.
- ... right? [SIGHS]

Wipe the slate clean.

Uh, you might wanna wipe
your coat while you're at it.

I... I think you sat in some bird sh*t.

[SIGHS]

[KENNY] It's Kenny from the taxi.

Someone showed. I told them
the church like you said.

Now send me my money.

Who'd you call, Kenny?

- [GRUNTS]
- Who you...

Oh, f*ck.

[GRUNTING, STRAINING]

[KENNY GRUNTS, SHOUTS]

[STRAINING CONTINUES]

- [KENNY GAGGING]
- What the f...

[KENNY GRUNTING]

Don't you f*cking dare.

- Okay, Kenny...
- [CHOKING]

... you're really starting
to piss me off now.

- So let's make this quick.
- [KENNY GRUNTING]

Either I choke you till you pass out,

or I can make you throw up
all over your lovely taxi.

Or you could just open your mouth.

[KENNY GRUNTS, SPUTTERS]

Good choice.

[KENNY PANTING]

[CHUCKLES] You're a greedy man,
Kenny. Two breakfasts and this.

Right. So would you like to
tell me where you dropped him?

- Hmm?
- I took him to an airfield.

Is that the truth?

Yes.

Okay.

[SIGHS]

- Let's go there then.
- f*ck.

Oh, shut up. Just breathe
in and out, in and out.

You'll be fine. Let's go.

So, it was the same guy on this number

that you drove to the Flying Club?

I don't know. I left a message.

He told me if someone showed and
challenged the Oxford Parkway story,

I should tell them I
dropped him at the church,

and they'd pay me some more money.

Right. How much? And how
were they gonna pay you?

quid. Via PayPal.

F... Well, that account
will be linked to a fake ID.

That will be impossible to trace.

What are you?

A copper?

Don't worry. I'm one of the goodies,
if that's what you're asking.

I'm not gonna hurt you.

The bald man, on the other
hand, uh, not so sure.

- Would you like a beverage, sir?
- No, he wouldn't. Thank you.

[INHALES SHARPLY]

Slow Horses.

What have you heard?

Well, nothing from you.

- They're handy for deniability.
- So are you.

Maybe I should send you
to Slough House. [CHUCKLES]

I've been putting something together.

I've used the Slow Horses to
insulate you. I think you'll like it.

Mmm. Making it sound
like a surprise party.

I hate surprises, and
I don't like parties.

[SCOFFS] I've been exploring
the possibility of a meet

between you and Ilya Nevsky.

Right.

Nevsky is off-limits.
You should know that.

We have an arrangement with Moscow.

We don't engage with
him. They don't k*ll him.

So I imagine you have a good reason

for wanting to destabilize
international relations.

We hedge our bets.

We don't wanna needlessly
antagonize the current regime

by cozying up to one
of its major critics.

But equally, we don't want a
President Nevsky one day taking power

with a grudge against Britain
'cause we never helped him.

We've stopped them
from seizing his assets.

- He should be grateful for that.
- And I know he appreciates that.

He's just wondering if we might
do more to bring about change.

How do you know this?

I was approached by a cutout

who put me in touch with Nevsky's
number two, Arkady Pashkin.

- We're meeting on Saturday.
- Who else knows?

- Nobody.
- Harper? Guy?

All they know is
they're running security.

[DIANA SIGHS]

Keep going.

I want regular updates. All
the details. Good and bad.

Of course.

And if the Slow Horses misbehave,
you can send them back to Lamb.

Only you can go with them.

Ma'am. [CLEARS THROAT]

[MIN] Bit out of our
price range, I'd say.

Unless we sell a couple
of kidneys... Your kidneys.

- [CHUCKLES] You're such a...
- What?

- [CHUCKLES] Hello, you. Hello?
- Yeah, what?

Is this 'cause I went
off and followed them?

'Cause they didn't spot me.

Did you find out where they were going?

No. Not exactly.

So you could have just been
k*lled for nothing then.

[SIGHS] I was on my bicycle.

Anyway, I smashed my
calorie burn by mid-morning.

- That's not funny. Not funny anymore.
- I'm not saying it was.

Thousands of people
cycle in London every day.

They don't all get k*lled.

Most of them aren't middle-aged idiots

trying to prove a point, are they?

Anyway, I proved my point

because the reason they
mumbled the name of the hotel is

'cause they're staying in a
doss house on the Edgware Road.

You don't know for sure.
You said you lost them.

Well, okay... [STAMMERS]
... but thereabouts.

Who lives here then?

Ilya Nevsky. Here.

The boss of the guy
that Spider's gonna meet.

So whilst you were having
your little midlife crisis,

I decided to do some actual work.

- [MIN] Ooh.
- Okay. Pretend we're looking at maps.

- Oh. Over there, back there maybe?
- [MUMBLES]

- I think it was that way.
- I think it's this way.

I don't think Spider would want us here.

Spider asked us to run
background security.

I'm running background security.
I want to see how paranoid he is.

Which is very.

[LOUISA] God, if you were
that security-conscious,

and wanted a secret meeting, would
you go through a guy like Webb?

It is under the radar, isn't it?

It's not going through
the usual channels.

All right. Can you not tear
off like that again, please?

I won't.

- [RIVER] How much further then?
- [KENNY] 'Bout half a mile.

So did he say anything else, our man,

or did he just give you instructions?

[KENNY] What, like small talk?

- Yes.
- No.

- What accent did he have?
- I don't know!

- Polish, maybe.
- Right. Polish specifically?

All right, Czech then.

Jesus Chri... There is
a difference, you know.

- [KENNY] Well, I'm not an expert, am I?
- [RIVER] No. No way.

[KENNY SIGHS]

Right, so he got on a plane?

I don't know.

- What do you mean you don't know?
- He got out and went into the club.

- And did he meet anyone in there?
- Don't know.

There's that "don't know"
again. It's really annoying.

Who did he meet?

There was a car parked
up. It could have been his.

Right. Did you get a make
of the car or a plate?

I didn't take much notice.
I was texting my missus.

Telling her I was calling in sick
the next day as I'd had a windfall.

- Right, how far is Upshott from here?
- About two miles that way.

[BREATHES DEEPLY] Okay.

Here.

You're not going to
speak to my wife, are you?

Why? What else have you done?

I told her it was less that I got.

Blew a couple of hundred on the dogs.

Still, I made that
back off you. [CHUCKLES]

[RIVER IMITATES CHUCKLING]

[RIVER GRUNTS] Right.

Well, you can stay here and take
me back to the station after.

For free.

[CELL PHONE BUZZING]

[SCOFFS]

Roddy. Can you trace a mobile number?

Well, obviously.

[RIVER] I think I've got
Dickie's k*ller's number.

I'm waiting.

- Right, it's - - .
- [KNOCKS ON DOOR]

[RODDY] Well, what you got
there is a missing digit. [SIGHS]

Can you check it's not the one
stuck up your arse? [CHUCKLES]

No. No. No, it's not
missing. It just... It...

[SIGHS] It got a bit smudged, all right?

So that's and then, yeah,
that could be a one or a seven.

So just run both of them.

Get out of my ear, and
I'll get back to you.

Did he say whose number it was?

- [RODDY] Sorry, who are you again?
- That's Lamb's joke. [SIGHS] d*ck.

Roddy, could we hurry this along?

- [RODDY] Guess where the phone is.
- [CATHERINE] Estonia.

- [CELL PHONE RINGS]
- [RIVER] Hey.

- [CATHERINE] He's in Estonia.
- All right.

Well, I think I know how he got
there. I'm at Upshott Flying Club.

[ENGINE STARTS]

- Hold on. I'll ring you back.
- [CAR DEPARTING]

Kenny...

[SIGHS]

[MUTTERS]

[EXHALES DEEPLY] Oh, f*ck.

[SOUL MUSIC PLAYING]

[MIN EXHALES, CHUCKLES]

[GRUNTS]

Yes, you've got lovely abs.

- [MIN] You think?
- Yeah.

Why, thank you.

- Uh, what do you wanna order for dinner?
- Uh...

sh*t. Sorry, um...

What?

Well, I can't 'cause I promised
Lucas I'd take him for dinner tonight.

Uh, are you joking?

No. I'm... I'm allowed
to see my son, aren't I?

Yes, you're allowed to see
your son. Don't do that.

But we're supposed to be working.
We've got the bug sweep tomorrow.

I know. But, um, it's
fine. It will be fine.

- I did tell you.
- No, you didn't tell me.

And I don't want it just to be
fine. I... I want it to be perfect.

- I really did tell you.
- Then how come I can't remember?

- Well, perhaps you've forgotten.
- Really? I'm the one that forgets things?

Oh, really? That's quite boring,
the whole "Min forgets things" sh*t.

No, I'm sorry. This is
actually f*cking annoying.

It's been ages since
I've done a bug sweep,

you've probably never done
one, and we need to brush up.

Well, I thought we already did brush up?

Oh, f*ck off. You deliberately didn't
tell me you were going out later

so I'd still have sex with you. Come on.

Whoa. I mean, you're crediting me

with a level of calculation
I do not possess.

Okay, sure. Yeah. [STAMMERS]
You're an instinct man.

Like when you took off on your bicycle

because a bodyguard couldn't
remember the name of his hotel.

- I was being professional.
- No, you weren't.

You were being a d*ck, and it
could have cost us the detail.

Right. Well, I don't even
know if I wanna do this detail.

I don't know if I wanna work for Spider.

So you'd rather stay at
Slough House working for Lamb?

That's... That's you all
over. Take the easy way out.

- Slough House isn't easy.
- You do what you wanna do.

I'm not gonna end my
career at Slough House.

Did I say I want to end
my career at Slough House?

You said you preferred to stay
there than work for Spider.

No, I said I didn't know if
I wanted to work for Spider.

I don't know what I
said. Why are we arguing?

Because you're going out
when we should be working.

You're being a bit ridiculous.
I'm not going to see another woman.

- I'm taking my son out.
- As if you could get another woman.

Okay, I'm sorry. I
didn't mean it like that.

- Didn't mean it.
- [MIN SIGHS] Look, fair enough.

I can come back, um, later,
and we can work on this.

Or... Or maybe it's best
I just stay at mine tonight.

- Yeah, okay. Whatever you think is best.
- [INHALES SHARPLY] Right. Bye.

[DOOR OPENS, SLAMS]

River said he flew from Upshott.

I've checked the radar logs. Not
at that time and date he didn't.

He flew commercial.

It must have been a morning
flight. Heathrow's closest.

- Stay in your lane, Standish.
- Sorry?

I'll track him. Relax. You do
your thing, and I'll do mine.

My thing being making sure
there's enough tea and bin liners

and handing out tasks you
think I couldn't do myself?

I didn't wanna say it.

f*ck's sake, Ho. Who tracked
Dickie Bough's k*ller on the CCTV?

[RODDY] The CCTV I hacked?

But you couldn't decipher what was on it

'cause that would
involve reading people.

- She did that.
- She got lucky. She's not an agent.

She's been around enough agents.
She knows what she's talking about.

First flight out to Estonia

was nine hours after he
was dropped off at Upshott.

Pull up CCTV footage of all
flight check-in desks to Estonia.

[RODDY TYPING]

[PATRONS CHATTERING]

[MIN SIGHS]

[CELL PHONE BUZZES]

Hello, buddy. Where are you?

Oh.

Your mum's right. You do need
to get that finished, don't you?

So, that's okay.

Um... Yeah, well, let's
speak tomorrow then.

Okay, I love...

[LINE RINGING]

[LINE BEEPS]

[JACKSON] You took your time.

Yeah. Well, I had to walk
five miles. Thanks very much.

At least this time
you've finished eating.

[JACKSON SCOFFS]

- Unlucky.
- Great.

[SIGHS]

[INHALES DEEPLY] So what have you got?

Well, whatever his name is,

Dickie Bough's k*ller is
now actually in Estonia.

But before he left, he
made contact in Upshott.

- Who with?
- Don't really know yet,

but it's definitely
someone at the Flying Club.

And how do you know all this?

Well, he paid a taxi
driver to cover for him,

but I managed to break him.

I got the number that he gave him,
which is now showing in Estonia.

Oh, so he knew someone
would come looking.

Mm-hmm. And he took steps
to cover his trail too.

Or he wanted the trail found.

How'd you jump to that?

Because if you uncovered
the trail that quickly,

i-it couldn't have
been that well-hidden.

Thanks.

[JACKSON SIGHS]

So he kills Dickie...

in a way that doesn't even raise
an eyebrow from the authorities,

but gets my attention.

But then he takes a taxi.

[STAMMERS] He could've
hired a car with a fake ID

or, better still, stolen one.

Feels clumsy.

Why'd you think he'd
wanna get your attention?

[INHALES DEEPLY] I don't know.

Sometimes the only way to work
out why a trap has been set

is to walk into it.

Hope you've had your jabs.
I'm putting you in the field.

Estonia?

You're not going to
f*cking Estonia. [CHUCKLES]

You're going back to Upshott.

Find out who he spoke
to at the Flying Club.

- Find out if they're a cicada.
- [RIVER SIGHS]

Here's your motor. Change
of clothes are in the boot.

Here's your shiny new ID, cover
story, funding package, and dossier.

Do not f*cking lose it.

I... I had to swear undying allegiance

to Darth Taverner to wangle that.

[RIVER] Dickie's k*ller's
name is Andrei Chernitsky?

You already knew.

Yeah, cour... of course I knew.

Well, who's Nikolai Katinsky then?

[JACKSON] Old KGB grind.

Came in after the fall.

He gave me Chernitsky.

Also has the added distinction of
being the only other human being,

apart from the late Dickie Bough,

who claims to have seen Alexander Popov.

[JACKSON SNIFFS]

It's all in there. [GRUNTS]

What? [CHUCKLES]

It's exciting.

From Upshott with love.

[SIGHS]

You know, "cicada" was
a... a term for a sleeper

on the dark side of the Wall.

On our side, we called them dead lions.

But why now though?

That's what I don't understand.
Why, you know, stay asleep this long?

Yeah, they play a long
game, the Russians.

Have an incredible capacity
for pain and sacrifice...

and grudges.

f*ckers never quit.

[INHALES DEEPLY]

Check out this, uh,
Flying Club business, yeah?

Yeah, I already did.

Man who owns it is a Duncan Tropper.

But he's got no known
relatives beyond grandparents.

So, kinda feels to me like a
classic red flag for a legend.

Well, it used to be.

I mean, the more blanks,
the more suspicious it is.

I don't know, maybe this
feels too suspicious.

- What does that actually mean?
- Well, maybe he's expecting you.

All right, come on. Let's move.

I don't wanna be stuck
out here all f*cking night.

[SIGHS]

- You want me to drive you back to London?
- No, thank you.

I am not spending two
hours in a motor with you.

You can drop me at the station.

Right.

[ENGINE STARTS]

[SIRENS WAILING]

f*ck.

[GRUNTS]

[GRUNTS]

[PIOTR] Mr. Harper, I think
you're following me, yes?

[PANTING] I... I was just... I just...

[PIOTR] You just what? You need
more time to think up a story?

[GULPS]

Do you feel what I
have against your neck?

We have this proverb in Russia...

"A man who sticks his
nose where it is not wanted

gets his head blown off."

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