08x08 - Brink of w*r

[bunniefuu]

Unidentified
government agents.
Talk of a new world order.

Are you implying
we may both have some
bad apples in our cart?

I've got a full list of mobile
phones active in the same cell
around the time of his death.

And?

Sarah was no more
than five metres away
when he fell.

Walker's death... It threw me.

I understand.

Do you?

Can't have been easy for you.

No.

Being close to someone,

finding out they're not
who you thought they were.

It's painful.

Sarah was at the meeting
in Basel.

She was there.

-Are you sure?
-Walker was on his way to
finding that out. He's dead.

HARRY: I'm finished.

-Home Secretary.
-Sir Harry.

I think Nightingale drove
his predecessor from office.

Do you think,
Lawrence could be theirs?

I don't like
being messed about.
I'll decide on the payback.

You're with them. Nightingale.

-They'll k*ll me, Lucas.
It's you or me.
-Who are they?

You have no idea
how big they are.
They are taking over.

-Nightingale's been
stirring things up.
-What the hell is their game?

Attacks in the UK, six billion
transferred to an unknown
destination in Pakistan,

Home Secretary
forced from office.

-And we're still
missing pieces.
-That's what worries me.

What's next?

FEMALE NEWSCASTER:
A series of
global terror attacks...

There are being simultaneous
attacks in the US and Holland.

His replacement,
General Azim Ali...

Nightingale's man is running
the Pakistani army.

Their forcing
India and Pakistan
into open conflict.

Or worse.

Nuclear w*r.

[SPEAKING HINDI]

[SPEAKING HINDI]

[HORN SOUNDS]

Reports are correct.

Indian sub fished up by
the Pakistani navy and
forced into Karachi harbour,

where the TV cameras
were already whirring.

So what happens now?

General Ali has already been
on Pakistani television
crowing about the capture.

Meanwhile, the Indians have
issued a deadline of a week
for the return of the sub.

-Otherwise all bets are off.
-Oh. Deadlines are bad.

Somebody will have to blink.

That's Russell Price,
CIA Head of Operations,
in Europe.

They're really nervous
if he's here.

Good to see you, Russell.

We're gonna have to bring
everybody around a table,
Harry, get in some pizzas.

-The Indians are incandescent.
-Oh, yeah.

They're getting pretty
Finding Nemo
about the whole thing.

Our satellites are showing
a build-up of troops
in Kashmir.

You know that
General Azim Ali is on record

as having said he finds
the Indians more of a threat
than the Taliban?

Still not an uncommon view
in those parts.

The Secretary of State
is on standby.

We're cracking lots of heads
behind the scenes.

Pakistani President Mudasser
is the guy we can work with.

Well, except he's not calling
the shots any more.

General Ali has used
the Pakistani Military to
sideline his own President.

Then we need to get
Mudasser's back and isolate
the hardliners on both sides.

Once we get the talks started,
we'll kick some a*s.

Well, he seems confident
they can stop it.


a nuclear deterrent.

And not since the
Cuban m*ssile crisis has it
seemed so likely to be used.

The submarine was a
calculated pretext?

Somebody's pushing this
right to the edge.

-HARRY: Home Secretary...
-Ah.

Sorry. Twitter update.
They, um, like us
to seem with it.

A phrase that probably
won't earn me

the freedom of Shoreditch
any time soon, so...

Please, come in.

[CLEARS THROAT]

The Prime Minister has asked
us to step in to stop
this potential conflict.

Apart from the millions in
India and Pakistan who will
perish if this goes nuclear,

the impact
on the rest of the world
will be enormous.

It could easily escalate.

The situation is...
It's unthinkable.

The PM got on the blower
to the American President
this morning.

We're inviting the Indian
and Pakistani leaders
to London for emergency talks.

The Americans will send
their Secretary of State.

Okay.

Do you think
the Pakistanis will play ball?

Well, clearly the situation
in Pakistan is complicated.

I think we need to support
the civilian President

and try and bolster him up
against the hardliners
within the military.

Easier said than done
with General Ali
in the driving seat.

I agree. Uh, so we give
President Mudasser
all our support.

Now I actually know him.
I was at Cambridge with him.

And I will use all my powers
to persuade him
to release the submarine.

I don't think
we should underestimate
the, the personal touch.

When are the talks happening?

The main players arrive
in the next few hours.

The PM will be in Chequers
with the America's
Secretary of State.

And they will intervene
as and when.

I'm confident that
you can deal with
all the security issues

this will inevitably throw up,
Sir Harry.

The PM's relying on us.

Which annoyed you more...
Twitter or the fact
he went to Cambridge?

Actually it was when he said
the PM got on the blower

to the President
of the United States.

Of course.

The UN Secretary General
has appealed to all sides

to step back from the brink
of confrontation over the
submarine crisis.

Meanwhile,
the Indian Government
has suggested

that it will renounce
its "no first strike" policy

in favour of
a more aggressive approach...

[PHONE RINGS]

Yes? This is Janie Harding.

Send him up.

-How was India?
-Hot.

Well, it's gonna get hotter.

How far down the road are we?

They're flying in
the Indians and Pakistanis
for talks.

So it's all going
according to plan.

Both sides under one roof?

Did you get what we need?
The Indian signature.

Straight out of the factory
in Pune. Hotter than a curry.

Only used
by the Indian military.

You got any doubts?

No.

You got any doubts about me?

I don't. Some do.

You're still a
tax-and-spend, pro-choice,
godless liberal, right?

Look, if we don't do this,
one day in the next decade,

the Taliban are going
to take control
of a nuclear state

-and that'll be the end.
-Know what your problem is?

You're way too smart
to fill into just one camp.

Yeah. It takes a little bit
more than flattery to get me
into bed, Russell.

Are you forgetting who I am?

[WHISPERS] I could
destroy you, remember.

Not this godless liberal.

What's an Ml5 pretty boy
got that I don't?

You just answered
your own question.

[SCOFFS]

I want you to k*ll him.

Why?

Because we need to know
there's no lingering
emotional tie

that might prove difficult.

-There isn't.
-Well, then there
shouldn't be a problem.

Lucas North is good, right?
So better out of the way.

Do it soon and I'll be able to
stop fielding questions about
your commitment to the cause.

-Submarine update?
-Unchanged.

Oh, there's an emergency
meeting of the UN security
council this afternoon.

Okay.

Well, our focus has to be
on the group who seem to be
manufacturing this crisis.

RUTH: General Azim Ali,
Chief of Military Command
in Pakistan,

and probable benefactor
of Nightingale's largesse to
the tune of $6 billion.

Now more powerful
than the President
in many ways,

he has close links
to the Chinese

and he's definitely the man
behind the submarine crisis.

Hans Lindemann,
millionaire fixer.

Now we suspect
he's behind the Basel meeting,

but, as of yet,
we can't confirm
his presence there.

Nicholas Blake, forced out of
the Home Office by Nightingale
for reasons unknown.

His successor,
Andrew Lawrence.

Now, he has no
proven connection
to Nightingale,

but they clearly had an agenda
for getting
Nicholas Blake out.

Was it to get
Andrew Lawrence in?

Sarah Caulfield.
We now have evidence
she left the UK two weeks ago.

She took a flight
to Frankfurt using an alias.
Now off our radar.

Showing just how much
of a new broom she is

by helping organise
the terror attacks
before she left.

Why would she betray
both her principles and
her government like that?

Money?

It won't be money.

You know her.

At present, we have
more questions than answers,

but we do know
all of these people

are in some way linked to
a conspiracy to provoke a w*r
between India and Pakistan.

A potential nuclear w*r.

ROS: We can't ignore China in
this, what's their position?

Biggest player in the region.

There is no way Pakistan would
have moved on the submarine
without their backing.

So, how are they involved,
and why?

India's set
a deadline of a week
for the return of the sub.

So that's our timeframe.

Harry, you were right about
another person being at the
Nightingale meeting in Basel.

-Hans Lindemann.
-And?

He came in on a private jet
to a secret landing strip.

Shortly after
returning from Basel,

Lindemann spent
several days secluded
in his Tuscan retreat.

-He had only one guest
for the whole of that time.
-And that was?

Andrew Lawrence,
the Home Secretary.

That doesn't look good
for Lawrence.

HARRY: We need to get
surveillance into Lindemann's
office right away.

You have to admit,
if there was a w*r
between India and Pakistan,

it might sort out
a few issues.

I can't think why Nightingale
haven't tried to recruit you?

It's been gnawing away
at me, as well.

I bet it has.
Let's see what Lindemann
has to do with all this.

You going in, then?

Come on, then, Ros.
Small talk me a little.

ROS: Okay, um...

My perfume is made
from the a**l glands of cats.

I read that in the paper
this morning.

It's actually the
perineal gland of the civet.

But not any more
because they synthesise it.

How do you know that?

I'm a polymath.

-What the hell is a civet?
-A civet is a kind of cross
between a cat and a mongoose.

And, in Vietnam,
they drink a coffee made
from the half-digested beans

harvested from its faeces.

-Versatile little creature.
-Mmm-hmm.

Okay, liking
the frequency, Kenneth.

Okay, I'll do the meeting room
and then we're good to go.

[g*n c*ck]

Hey, Lucas.

You look surprised to see me.

Yeah.

LUCAS: I am.

It's been a while.

Why have you come here?

To k*ll you.

[CHUCKLES]

Get out of town, Lucas,
while you still
have the chance.

You can't stop
what's going to happen.

"Get out of town"?
I didn't realise
we're in Dodge City.

Contact me when you're safe.

Barbados, Bolivia. You choose.
I'll meet you there.

What are you talking about?

Red zones where people die,
green zones where they live.

Head for the green zone
while you have the chance.

This is the last one
you'll get.

You're not going anywhere.

Ros Myers...

The feeling's mutual.

Sarah!

Take the shot, Lucas!

-Why didn't you sh**t her?
-I wasn't sure
I could just wing her

and she's no use to us dead.

-You still like her, Lucas?
-Back off, Ros.

Our only real to link
to Nightingale and
you just let her get away.

No, I made sure we still had
a chance of getting her alive.

"Barbados or Bolivia.
You choose."

I said back off.
I'll find her.

[LUCAS SIGHS]

Tariq, can you check out
the most expensive hotels?

Any guests with the surnames
of American Presidents.

She likes to use them
as pseudonyms.

She's a silly little show-off.
Patterns are always bad.

Jackson, Johnson, Adams...
There are 44 US Presidents.
That's a lot of guests.

Best get started, then.

Ros, I didn't sh**t her
because I couldn't guarantee
I wouldn't k*ll her.

If I'd have done that,
then we'd have nothing.

But I will find her
and we will use her
to defeat Nightingale.

Okay.

We need to get
to the summit hotel
and check out security.

-Delegates are arriving
in three hours.
-Yeah.

-I'd go for Barbados.
-What?

Bolivia's run by commies
in ponchos and it doesn't
have a seaside.

You found him
and you let him go.

I didn't let him go.
We got disturbed.

You followed him
to Lindemann's?

Which probably means
they know about
Lawrence's trip to Tuscany.

-Yes.
-So, what'll they do about it?

Trust will break down

between the Home Secretary
and Security Service Chief,
I guess,

which is good for us.

Make sure you don't
let Lucas off again

or it'll look like
you don't want to k*ll him.

Yeah, I wanted to talk to you
about the Home Secretary.

-I think we should
exercise caution.
-Hmm...

-So do I.
-I suspect I mean it
rather differently.

Go on.

Andrew Lawrence having
friendly relations with a
Basel conspirator

is not proof, Harry.

Odd timing, though.

Two day break together
in Tuscany just as Nightingale
force out his predecessor.

That's called
the availability error,
in psychology.

Most common cause
of irrational thought.

Nobody else
has raised a doubt.

They may be reluctant
to challenge their leader's
obvious conviction,

which is exactly
how miscarriages of justice
take place.

No such reluctance
with you, eh, Ruth?

I'm not saying he isn't bad.

I'm just saying we should
remain open to the
possibility that he isn't.

I'll check how
we're doing at the hotel.

Both Pakistani and Indian
representatives are about to
sit down to talks

amidst heightened security

in a bid to alleviate
the growing submarine crisis.

[SIRENS WAILING]

Helipad secure.

We're just gonna go back
and make sure they can't drive
a truck in the lobby.

Lucas North!

Glad you're on point, Lucas.
Let's work together, huh,
make this a smooth ride.

-Ros Myers.
-Hey.

The Delegations are arriving,

security is clear
at the summit hotel,
so we're all good to go.

The Americans are taking care
of matters with regards to
their Secretary of State.

-He's staying at Chequers
with the PM, right?
-Yep.

If things stall,
both he and the PM can come in
at a moment's notice. Ros...

-I want you to go and see
the Home Secretary.
-Alone?

I want to be absolutely sure
that our evaluation of him is
not informed by my prejudices.

Everything we do
is informed by those.

What's the strategy?

We could push him
away from the talks but then
we won't know what he's doing.

-Do we pull him in?
-Make him one of us. Almost.

But give him false information
that won't help Nightingale
if they get it,

-but will alert us
that he's a traitor.
-Risky.

If he is innocent
and he finds out

it could damage
your relationship
with him permanently.

These talks represent
our last chance to end
this crisis peacefully.

That's more important
than my relationship
with any politician.

You want me to
give this to Mudasser?
And what is the purpose of it?

To establish new channels
of communication between
us and Pakistan.

We believe that
President Mudasser

is the voice of reason
within the Pakistani camp

and that we can separate him
from General Ali.

It's a code structure
that they can use.

I thought Harry was rather
discounting my relationship
with Mudasser.

Not at all. As this shows.

He doesn't like me, though,
does he?

I don't think "like"
really comes into it,
Home Secretary.

-It's funny.
He reminds me of my father.
-Really?

The more I looked
for his approval, the more
he seemed to withhold it.

Maybe you should
stop looking for approval?

Uh... It's a character flaw
common to many politicians.

Luckily, it works better
on the electorate than either
my dad or Harry Pearce.

Anyway, I, uh...

-I always wanted to be a spy.
-I'll leave you with it, then.

Thanks, Ros.

RUTH: So, Lawrence should hand
the code to Mudasser.

If somebody else
looks at the device,
we'll know who it is.

-What did Tariq
actually put on it?
-Gibberish.

If he hands it to Nightingale,
they'll waste a lot of time

looking for code
that isn't there.

-What did you make of him?
-He's a politician.
It's hard to say.

-Think he's a traitor?
-ROS: I don't know.

But maybe it's enough

-that Nightingale think
we think he might be.
-Exactly.

Ruth, that spread bet
on the Japanese football
you asked me to place?

-Ten corners for Gamba Osaka
before half-time.
-Yes.

-What does it mean?
-It's a request to an asset
for information.

Did you go into the account
I gave you and check the bets?

Four penalties in
the second half
for Kashima Antlers.

-[SIGHS] Wow.
-What does it mean?

Three penalties means he wants
to talk, so something's
definitely got him excited.

RUTH: I've a possible
breakthrough on China.

GCHQ have intercepted signals
which suggest conflict within
the Communist Party

between pragmatists
and hardliners over
India and the submarine issue.

So you put out feelers
to our pragmatist asset?

-And he appears keen to talk.
-I want you to meet the asset.

See what you can
find out about
China's role in all this.

TARIQ: Lima One in position.
LUCAS: Copy that.

ROS: Lima Two in position.
Echo One approaching.

LUCAS: Okay, Lima Team,
stand by.

There is going to be w*r.

-The talks?
-Will solve nothing.

Because Pakistan's President
is weak and does not make
the decisions now.

If it goes nuclear, it will be
a catastrophe for the region
and for the world.

Pakistan virtually disappears,
India is weakened.

As with all wars,
there will also be winners.

The world will survive.
It will just be different.

LUCAS: It sounds like
he thinks

the outcome of this battle
has already been decided.

You need to press him
on specifics.

Get him onto Nightingale.

How much
CIA involvement is there?

They are split.
Same as in my country.

Who's running things for them?

It's not about one person.
It's much bigger than that.

Nothing will be
the same again.

Out of the destruction
will come a completely
different set of rules

for world government.

What I really wanted
to really warn you about
is closer to home.

We know there will be
an incident...

[GASPS]

sh*t! Lima Team?

-Are you okay?
-I'm fine, I'm fine.

Let's find out
who the assassin is.

The hit man was not MSS.
Obviously a sleeper.

No immigration status,
practically a c*ck picker.

Heng said there's a big divide
in China over this.

So it must have been somebody
from the hardline faction.

He also wanted to tell us
about something close to home.
An incident.

A trigger
that will start the w*r.

Has to be connected
to the talks.

We need to find
Sarah Caulfield.

Tariq's still searching.

Have you tried the
social networking sites?

LUCAS: Yeah, but she's not
taking the bait.

She told me she wanted me
to contact her once
I was out of the country.

She must know it's a set-up.

Well, even with the attraction
of meeting you,
she's not gullible, is she?

HARRY: Tariq
has to keep looking.

In the meantime,
speak to Russell Price
about Caulfield's whereabouts.

I suspect the plan
is to attack the peace talks
and Sarah must be involved.

If I'm correct, they must be
looking for her, too.

Anshi Desai,
Indian political analyst.

-Her room is good?
-Just where you wanted it.

-She won't be
immediately missed.
-Nice work.

[REPORTERS SPEAKING
INDISTINCTLY]

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

Sorry to disturb, Miss Desai.
We're from the CIA.
Just a routine security sweep.

Is this any good?

Get her out of here.

Wire this up, Mikey.
I'll go downstairs
and keep the Brits happy.

Sarah Caulfield?
Yeah, we'd like
to talk to her.

-About Samuel Walker's m*rder?
-Several things.

-Including the
Nightingale conspiracy?
-Never heard of it.

Come on. Don't mess about.
If we have, you have.

Well...

She's gone,
like the winter snow.

I did hear she was
in Latin America
working for Hugo Chavez.

Please! That's the most
ridiculous thing
I've ever heard.

You were the one
boffing her, Lucas.

Late night at Claridges,
according to my reports.

You don't know where
she might be, do you?

We wouldn't be asking
you if he did, would we?

[SIGHS]

We respected Walker. Now a
Chinese diplomat has also been
k*lled in our territory.

-And you think Sarah had
something to do with that?
-We'd like to talk to her.

It's not a territorial thing.
We know she's your property.

We'd just really appreciate
the co-operation.

Obviously, we want to find
Caulfield and what we can
share with you, we will.

But right now
I'm more concerned about
our Secretary of State,

who wheels down
in a few hours,
so if you'll excuse me.

Can't say I blame you, buddy.
I have to admit that
I didn't say no myself.

McKinleys, Van Burens,
Clevelands, Trumans.
It's never-ending.

Okay.

Janie Harding. Let's have
a closer look at your eyes.
Window to the soul.

Lucas, I've got her.

-Which hotel?
-The London Regent.

Okay. Scan the CCTV.

We need a team
in place immediately.

Track her.
As soon as she moves,
I'll intercept.

LUCAS: Alpha Team,
I'm in position.
HARRY: Copy that, Alpha One.

LUCAS: Contact approaching.

SARAH: Lucas North.

-I didn't expect to
see you so soon.
-LUCAS: Skip it.

We were never
much good at small talk.

We had better things to do.

You say that to all the boys?

How did we end up here, Sarah?

Why are you with these people?
What happened to you?

Why don't you come back
with me to my hotel room.
We can talk about it there.

-[g*nsh*t]
-[SARAH GROANS]

That's not an option,
I'm afraid.

-She shot me! You crazy b*tch!
-Don't be such a cry-baby,
it's only a graze from a .22.

Get Miss Reagan, or whatever
she's calling herself today,
to a clinic,

so we can keep an eye on her.
Or would you prefer
to see Russell Price?

MALE NEWSCASTER: There is
rising tension in both
India and Pakistan

as the deadline for the return
of the submarine approaches.

As both parties prepare
to meet for a
peace summit in London...

-Where's that?
-Lahore.

I've got family there.
My cousin.

-He's on Facebook,
supports Liverpool.
-[CHUCKLES] Small world.

He sent me a message.
All it said was, "I'm scared."

This is Lahore
if one b*mb the size
of Hiroshima lands on it.

India and Pakistan
have been to the brink
before and pulled back.

I'm sure these talks
will sort it out.
You can't lose hope.

[MALE NEWSCASTER
SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

You brought my grapes?

Talk to me.

-They made you
my interrogator?
-Would you rather have Ros?

-What happened to you, Sarah?
-Didn't you see?

Some psycho who hasn't
got laid in the last five
years shot me in the leg.

I'll tell her you said that.

Yeah, don't worry,
when I sh**t her,
it won't be the leg.

Why is Nightingale
provoking w*r between
India and Pakistan?

I don't speak for anybody
but myself.

All right. Well, then
why are you doing it?

Because I've seen what happens
when the Taliban take control
of a state.

-I was in Kabul, remember?
-And you think a w*r
will solve that?

-Nuke the Swat valley?
-It's only a matter of time
before they take Pakistan.

And there won't be
any peace talks

if or when the Taliban
get their hands
on nuclear weapons.

This confrontation will also
go nuclear. You know that.

No, we can control it.
Goodbye Al-Qaeda
high command, goodbye Taliban.

-And India?
-Down, but not out.

It suits China, who hold
most of our debt.
Only connect, Lucas.

Yeah, wars are bad,
but their like forest fires,
seeds grow from the ashes.

Oh, come on. Stay a while.
Who knows? I might start
talking in my sleep.

Come on. You know you want to.

You're a liar.

A m*rder*r.

A self-serving traitor.

Not just to your own country,
but to humanity in general.

You disgust me.

-Home Secretary.
-Ah.

-And Harry?
-Sent his apologies.

Well, tell him he's fired
and you're his replacement.

You think I'm joking.

I think it's time to stand up
to the grumpy old men.

Let's catapult you
through the glass ceiling.

No, I'm happy where I am,
thank you. I'm not really
a desk person.

Oh, well, don't knock
what you haven't tried.

So thank you very much
for coming.

I spoke with
President Mudasser
this morning on the phone.

-And?
-He's concerned that
while he's here

the military back home will
use the opportunity

to ramp up the tension
surrounding the submarine.

-In what way?
-He doesn't know,

but he fears
something will anger
the Indians

and force the peace talks
to break down.

I thought I should pass
that on to you in my...

-In my role as...
-Backchannel.

Backchannel?

I was hoping for something
a little sexier, but I guess
that'll do for now. [LAUGHS]

I'll try and think
of an alternative.

The Indian
and Pakistani representatives
are inside the hotel

and talks are believed
to be underway.

We have information from a
Government source that
the British Home Secretary

will be meeting with
President Mudasser
later on today

to discuss the seriousness
of the situation...

So... Let's go over this
one more time.

What are you doing here?
Who else is involved?

I was tasked to k*ll you.
And you betrayed me.

How do I know
you weren't going to?

I wasn't.

-Why not?
-Why do you think?

Sometimes it's just like that.
You fall in love
with somebody.

[SCOFFS]

Believe me.
You can't stop
what's going to happen.

Who tasked you to k*ll me?

Harry Pearce.

-You've got a Nightingale mole
in your midst.
-Don't test me!

We're on the brink
of a global catastrophe!

We're on the brink of
something terrible, I agree.
But it's necessary.

What? For the off-shore
bank accounts of
a rump of traitors

while millions burn
in the slums, none the wiser?

-Oh, I guess that's why
they're still in the slums.
-Spoken like a true elitist.

You see, you scratch
the surface of an
Ivy League liberal...

I am an elitist, Lucas.

I prefer beautiful
and clever people.

It's why I fell
for you, after all.

-It's not too late
to stop this.
-You don't listen, do you?

It is far, far too late.

You think this
emergency summit
is gonna help matters?

Here's a scary
thought for you, Lucas.

Try this one for size.
What if we're really the
ones running that show?

Let's get out of here.
You and me.

-You're insane.
-Get me out of here.
Take me away.

[PHONE BEEPS]

[DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES]

-ROS: Have you got
anywhere with her yet?
-She's talking.

Mainly generalities.

Well, we don't have time
for generalities.
I'm nearly there.

What, you really think
she's going to talk to you?

Well, my methods might be
slightly more persuasive.

Ros, I've told you before,
back off.

I'm nearly there, Lucas.
Come on. You hold her hand,
I'll pull her hair.

I just saw the Home Secretary.

-Really? What was he saying?
-He was actually quite relaxed
without Harry there.

-Found him strangely...
-Ros, the bodyguard's
gone! Hurry!

LUCAS: Get out of the way!

[CLATTERING]

Why did you k*ll her?

Why did you k*ll her?

Lucas!

We need him alive.

You better start talking.
Give me a reason
not to k*ll you!

Tariq, this mobile belongs
to the hitman.

He doesn't know who gave
the order, but he has to
phone in a k*ll confirmation.

-Can you trace the number?
-Give me a few minutes.

-How's Lucas?
-Distraught. Coping.

Sarah said something to him
about Nightingale
running the talks.

-What does that mean?
-We don't know.

What else did she say?

The usual. Dishonest metaphors
these people use to hide
the reality of mass slaughter.

-Preventative surgery?
-Forest fires.

Ah, yes.

Sounds as if Nightingale has
bought into the concept of
of controlled holocaust.

We must save the talks.

Do you still sing?
In your choir?

Uh, yes. We're doing
Beethoven's Ninth.
Ode To Joy.

-"Alle Menschen..."
-BOTH: "...werden Bruder."

-"All men will be brothers."
-"Under gentle wings."

-[SNIFFLING]
-Harry?

Harry, all men are brothers.

That's why we shed tears
for people we don't know.

It's just the wind, Ruth.

Yes, of course.

ROS: Where are we
on the phone trace?

TARIQ: Close now,
but the original signal's
been diverted countless times.

A hotel in east London.

The summit hotel.

We're running a trace on every
single mobile in the hotel

to find out
who ordered the hit.

-Russell Price.
-Head of CIA
European Operations.

Working for Nightingale.

Well, at least we know
what we're dealing with now.

That was the last thing
Sarah said to me.

"What if we're the ones
really running the show?"

Russell Price is Sarah's
Nightingale handler. Or was.

-They k*lled her when they
found out we had her.
-How did they know?

We listen to them,
they listen to us.

If that's true, it means
Nightingale have control of

American security
at the summit.

So, do we stop the talks?
Move them?

The Indian sub commander's
just been paraded
on Pakistani television

and admitted to spying.

-Blatant provocation.
-The Home Secretary
said this would happen.

General Ali's outside
of Pakistan and now
getting the upper hand.

Any sign that that fake code
we gave the Home Secretary
has been accessed?

Nothing. The Indians
have suspended
the first session of the talks

and returned to their embassy
to consider their options.

They're holding
the Pakistani President
personally responsible

and they're threatening
to retaliate unless the sub's
returned immediately.

-HARRY: Who is this?
-Anshi Desai.
Indian political analyst.

She's the only member of
the Indian delegation
who didn't leave the hotel.

HARRY: We need to find out
why she didn't leave. Ros.

Get down there. Nightingale's
starting to pull strings
but play it softly.

We have to parade
the Pakistani President
in front of the media

to announce the release
of the Indian submarine.

These talks are the
last chance we have to bring
this to a peaceful solution.

Right now peace is
slipping away from us
in either direction.

Only a year ago,
everybody was talking
about disarmament.

The big superpowers
were reducing
their nuclear stockpiles.

If these talks between India
and Pakistan have broken down,
as it would appear,

then we stand on the brink of
a conflict whose consequences
are terrifying to contemplate.

ROS: The Home Secretary's
upstairs meeting Mudasser
in an effort to restart talks.

I think that's also a sham.
I think they're
going to attack.

We know Russell Price is
with Nightingale so this whole
place could be compromised.

We need to get all the
important players out.

You think there might be
an assassination? On who then?

Let's find our
remaining Indian delegate.

-Ros...
-Yeah?

The clock on the laptop.
It's counting down.

-It's a detonator.
-How long have we got?

Thirty minutes.

Lucas, this has been
tampered with.

Okay.

[BEEPING]

Jesus Christ!

[CHUCKLES]

So... President, huh?
Who'd have thought?

You, the Home Secretary,
is more improbable, given your
recreational habits.

I didn't inhale, honest.

[BEEPING]

Harry, b*mb disposal unit
are saying it's too late
to defuse the b*mb.

We're going to go
for an evacuation.
This is a set-up.

The Indians are provoked into
storming out of the talks

while a b*mb is left
in one of their rooms.

We have to get
the Pakistani President
and the Home Secretary

onto a helicopter
and out of here.

This attack is
Nightingale's excuse to kick
this whole thing off.

So, they put the
submarine commander
on television.

Yes, I saw. As you feared.
Your military do seem to have
a mind of their own right now.

I want peace. I came here
for peace, Andrew. Believe me.

General Ali is just sitting
somewhere, outside Pakistan,

with his finger
on the nuclear trigger.

Gold Control,
this is Alpha One.

We need the Home Secretary
and the Pakistani President

safely onto a helicopter
straight away.

All right, look.
Price has agents
all over the hotel.

We have to make sure
that the exit route is clear.

My security services have
asked to give you this
as well as the book.

That contains a code structure
for communications between us.

Home Secretary? I'm from
the British Security Team.

We have a situation
in the hotel.

Could you accompany me
to the roof, please, where
the helicopter is waiting?

AGENT: Both assets secure and
proceeding to roof area,
Alpha Leader.

-Ros, the helicopter's been
sabotaged. It can't take off.
-We'll get another one.

It's blocking the roof.
Nothing can't land.

Take both assets to
Conference Room One.

We'll meet you there
and proceed to the lobby.

-We've got to get them out
through the lobby.
-Yeah, they're gonna try.

But if Price and his people
are still in there,
that's very dangerous.

So is a massive b*mb
that's about to
bring the roof down.

-Where are Ros and Lucas?
-Still in there.

But we're about to cut comms
and mobile contact

so that Nightingale
can't remote detonate.

Mobiles are down.
They suspect something.
They heading out, Mikey?

-Affirmative.
-Okay, let's meet
and intercept.

[ELEVATOR DINGS AND OPENS]

-Russell Price, CIA.
-We're going to take them out
through the lobby.

Lobby's blocked because
of the security alert.

We need to head
to the north stairwell, now.

-These men are under
my protection.
-Can we just have a word, sir?

RUSSELL: Okay, gentlemen,
British Security have
approved my plan.

-Now, we're going to take you
somewhere secure.
-What's going on?

There's a security
situation in the hotel, sir.

My orders are to
personally ensure you
are escorted to safety.

No, I need to see
Sir Harry Pearce now.

Let me get you
to safety first, sir.

They sent the Home Secretary
in there, Ruth,
to talk to Mudasser.

-If he's innocent...
-They'll get him out.

They're not in the
conference room.

We've lost contact
with the evacuation team.
Where the hell are they?

Maybe they went
straight to the lobby.

He's one of ours.
Price must have taken them.

-How long have we got?
-Ten minutes.

We have to find them.
If the Pakistani President
dies, it's w*r.

ANDREW: You listen to me.
I'm the British Home Secretary

and I insist that
you let me speak to
Harry Pearce right now.

Well, I'm afraid the
mobile systems are down
due to the security situation.

What is this "situation"
that you keep talking about?

I can't address
that right now.

My men are securing the lobby
and we'll leave you guys here

until we're sure
we don't have
another Mumbai in our hands.

You're not listening to me.
I'm not staying here.
Either you let me speak to...

Let's go.

REPORTER: It's already been
a day of surprises at the open
day of the peace talks.

The Indian delegation has
suspended the first session

to consider the implications
of their submarine commander
being paraded on television.

And there is a lot
of activity in the
lobby of the hotel

with rumours of some kind
of incident inside.

Meanwhile, behind me,
people continue to be
ushered from the hotel

and the police and security
services are beginning to
cordon off the area.

We have no word on the
precise whereabouts

of the Pakistani President
or the British Home Secretary,

who are both believed
to be in the building.

Any fears as to their safety
have been denied
by a security spokesmen.

Tariq!

-I'm going down there now.
-No, no. To do what?

Speak to whoever
is pretending to be in charge.

Harry, there's not
enough time! You won't be
able to achieve anything.

-Get me the Met Commander
on the ground.
-I've just spoken to him.

It's chaos down there.
Nobody seems to know
who's in charge.

The Americans are talking
about a security incident and
they're clearing the lobby.

The British Home Secretary and
the Pakistani President are
still inside that building

and we can't actually move in
and get them out?

TARIQ: I still can't get hold
of Lucas or Ros.

-Get me a car, now.
-Harry!

They'll be somewhere
near the blast zone.
My guess is underneath it.

Yeah. Otherwise they'd just
have k*lled them both.

They need this to look
completely authentic.

Sixth floor would be my bet.
We've got to start somewhere.

Okay, you guys go now. Mikey,
you stay with me until we're
sure the Brits have bailed.

Guys, you need to
clear this floor.
There's been sh**ting.

-Come with us.
-Okay, you get out
of my way now.

-There's a b*mb in here.
-Yeah, shall we go and
take a look at it?

Ruth, you'll have to get me
the Prime Minister.

He needs to speak to the
American President urgently.

Only they and the Chinese
can halt this now.

He's at Chequers.
I'll raise him
and patch you through.

[BEEPING]

You're familiar
with this room, of course.

You crazy b*tch!

Tell us where
the Pakistani President
and the Home Secretary are.

Give us the room number
and you just walk away
from here.

Lucas, keep checking
the other rooms. I'll make
sure Mr Price stays here.

Let me know when he
comes to his senses. I'll
start with the floor below.

At least one of us will make
sure General Ali doesn't give
the order that you want.

Even if I tell you,
you'll leave me here,
so where's my incentive?

I keep my word.

You tell us where he is,
we leave here together.

What's that expression
you Americans have?

Do the math.

Even a 10% chance
that I keep my word
is better than nothing at all.

You're assuming
self-interest is
my driving motive.

You assuming you're no use
to us alive.

I don't make decisions based
on emotion, Mr Price, or a
childish desire for payback.

You tell me where they are
we leave together

and I give you back
to your Government to decide
what to do with you.

Ros, I need a location.

There's hundreds of rooms
in this hotel. You have to
get something fast.

Funny.

We've only known each other
a couple of days and now
we're going to die together.

[SCOFFS]

You've got some ba*ls on you,
I give you that.

No.

Just not frightened of dying.

Can't say the same
for you, though.

There will be
a nuclear conflict
sometime soon.

How long before
North Korea or Iran
or the Taliban

get their hands on nukes
they can use?

I don't know the answer
to that question.
It frightens me as well.

This is the lesser
of two evils.

-We can control it.
-No. You couldn't even
control Iraq.

We're going to die here.

You give me the room number
and we leave together.

LUCAS: Ros?
We're running out of time.

If Price won't talk,
you have to bail.

Same applies to you, Lucas.
Give it a couple of minutes,

and then leave,
I'll follow you.

We both know
that's not true, though,
don't we?

My only regret about dying
is not being around to know
what it's like.

A couple of minutes.

This is your only chance.
Like I say... Do the math.

Get me the Gold Commander.

We should restore
the mobile network.

Remember what you said,
about hope.

Don't give up hope.

Okay, I'm going to go now,
help my colleague find
my Home Secretary.

Even if it is
completely useless,

I really don't want your face
to be the last thing I see.

All right.
They're on the fifth floor.

Room 507. Just let me go.

Don't leave me here!
Don't leave me here!

ROS: Lucas, Room 507!
Meet me there!

LUCAS: Oh, Jesus...
ROS: What's gone on?

They paralysed us
with a nerve agent.
I can't move.

What's going on?

LUCAS: A group called
Nightingale is trying to
manipulate a nuclear w*r

by k*lling you
and blaming the Indians.
There's a b*mb right above us.

-Lucas, get him out.
-I'm not leaving without you.

I'm not leaving without him.
So, get him out of here, okay?

-Ros...
-No debate, Lucas.

Millions will die
unless you parade him
in front of the media

and let Nightingale know
that they've failed.

You're stronger than I am.
Get him out.

Go.

[GROANS]

Okay.

Right, you and I
are going to take things
much slower, okay?

But I promise you
I will get you out of here.

Okay, okay...

Ros? Lucas? Speak to us.

[ROS GRUNTS LOUDLY]

[PANTING]

Ros, you should go.
There's no point in us
both dying.

Not really part
of the job description.

Come on...

[STRAINING]

Come on!

[SCREAMING] Come on!

Come on!

-[PHONE RINGS]
-Harry, what's going on?

Utter Chaos.
Can't find the Gold Commander.

Americans everywhere
shouting they've got a
security situation.

No idea who's friend
and who's foe.

-Yeah, any sign of
Ros and Lucas?
-No.

Harry, I need a medic!

Medic!

Ros... I gave...
The President the code device,

like you asked.

You know, we had
our doubts about you.

[LAUGHING] I'll try not to
hold it against you.

You did really well.
Harry will love you for it.

Ugh, Harry's sacked.
I thought you were my new
Security Chief now.

Can I get in, please?

We have to get him
in front of the cameras.

I'm going back for Ros.

Come on!

Get a news crew.

[BEEPING]

If the missiles fly,
millions of human beings
will die.

To that end, I have ordered
the immediate release of the
Indian submarine

from Pakistani waters.

Right, you see that light?

Well, that is what
we are aiming for.

That's our way
out of here, okay?
Just keep...

Keep moving towards
the light, okay?

ANDREW: Ros...

-How long have we got?
-Not long.