10x06 - Deportation

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What aren't you telling me, Harry?

Elena wasn't just an asset.
We were lovers.

Sasha, he's your son.

You're totally compromised with
the Gavriks. Even you must see that.

You can't expect complete trust
from Harry.

He can't even give that to himself.

They're bringing the signing
of the partnership forward

to this afternoon.

I've put in an offer on a house.

It's in Suffolk, on the coast.
It's lovely.


then I'm coming after you.

Stop right there!

You k*lled a CIA Officer.
You don't walk away from that.

The Americans want you.
I'm afraid we're going to have to
give you to them.

What happened to you, Harry?
You wouldn't refuse my last request?

This can't be the end.
Let's pretend it isn't.

MOBILE RINGS

'All right, why do I feel that
your news won't be happy?'

They've brought the signing forward
to today.

Then we must resort to
the contingency plan immediately.

'He's on his way.'

Can't we...?
PHONE GOES DEAD

Congratulations to you.

Ruth, I have to see Harry.
I have new information.

I'm afraid that's impossible.

He's being taken to the US to answer
questions about Jim Coaver's death.

You don't understand. Lives are at
risk. But I can only speak to him.

What do you mean?

The woman who shot at me is
Veronica Duran,

a freelance Black Ops asset
who worked for the CIA.

Collison, the man who tried
to assassinate my husband,

gained entry by hacking
into the security database

with a rix-net worm.

The poison used to k*ll Tariq Masood
was a hydrogen cyanide derivative,

administered by
an intradermal punch needle.

Now, do you see
why I have to speak to Harry?

Get me in a room with Harry.

Today.

RUTH: 'We have to get them together.
Now. Today.'

Official channels are a dead end.

No way the Americans will
lend him back for the afternoon.

Have you tried talking to your boss?

No, I already know what he'll say.

He's trying to patch things up
with DC.

Talking of DC, a US Hercules is
flying there out of Welford today.

Secure diplomatic flight.
I'm betting Harry'll be on it.

We could try a direct extraction.

Hang on, Chuck Norris.

We spring him from the CIA,

we're not just getting fired,
we're going to prison.

Not if Elena's right.

Well, I've heard some ifs
in my time, but...

Fine. Dimitri and I can handle it.

So you two can be all noble
and self-sacrificing by yourselves?

Oh, no. I don't think so.

'Dimitri, find out when and where
the Americans are moving Harry.'

Cal, help Ruth get Elena out.
Erin, I don't have clearance.

Ruth, if we're going to do this,
we need you.

'You're our inside woman.'

In my eyes, there have always been
more similarities

between us than differences.

After all, we are both experts
in the loss of empire.

KNOCK ON DOOR
Piotr, let me.

Setting aside the deflation
of the egos of our great...

Ah, Mrs Gavrik, some ladies from
the Women's Institute are here.

They'd like to talk to you

about the role of the wives
in the making of this deal.

Thank you.

..obviously we can be
of mutual advantage.

Gas, for example... Ilya, have fun.
I have an interview of my own.

Yes, gas, the supply to those...

You need to shake him now.

Piotr, I've left my scarf.
It's on the bed. Would you get it?

We'll wait here.

Elena, if you've
withheld information

that could have helped us earlier,
we're going to have problem.

Do you understand the guilt Harry's
always felt about me? About Sasha?

Do you think it's what kept you
from being together?

Don't worry, Harry will see things
differently soon.

Where to, girls?
Don't say south of the river[!]

Sasha! What is this?
Where are you going?

I need to speak with Harry urgently.
They're taking me to him.

You're going to meet him now? Yeah.

I'd quite like to
talk to him myself. Drive.

Nothing like a nice day out
with all the family[!]

MOBILE BEEPS

They've got Elena.
And Sasha's with them.

Great[!]

They're coming.

Gator Two, we've lost power.

I hear you, Gator One.
Should we transfer the package?

No, I don't like it.

Continue on to the airbase.
Don't stop for anything. Copy.

'Gator One, we are under attack!
Repeat, under attack!' Go!

'Do not stop, Gator Two!
Repeat, do not stop!'

Stay where you are, both of you!
Hands behind your heads now!

This is likely to come up
in your pay review.

This is Gator One.

We've lost the package.
I repeat, we've lost the package.

I didn't think this place
still existed.

It doesn't, officially.
I thought it would be right.

Has Elena said anything else?
No. She'll only talk to you.

I hear Sasha's joined us. Mmm.
Yeah, he wouldn't give up his g*n.

I think he just wants to know
what's going on. Don't we all?

Did you find her?

Sorry, Minister, there's still
no sign of your wife.

Sir, we can't find Sasha either.

What are we doing here, Harry?

I'm hoping your mother is
going to enlighten us.

You're welcome to listen to
our conversation, Sasha,

but you'll have to
give me your side arm.

I read Jim Coaver's file.

I know.

MOBILE RINGS

It's my fa...

It's Ilya Gavrik.

Let me speak to him.

Ilya. Harry?! Where is my son?

He's with me. And so is your wife.

She has information.
I'm about to hear it.

I'm informing your Home Secretary.
Then I'm coming to get my family.

Certainly.
I'll send you our coordinates.

Why would you do that?

Because you couldn't possibly get
here before she tells me the truth.

Everything all right, sir?
Bring the car around to the front.

I'll drive myself.

What is this?
She is not your prisoner!

It'll be all right.
The door will remain unlocked.

Sasha, it's all right.

Come on, this way.

There is a major attack
planned on London in a few hours.

I don't know any details.

All I have is a number of
a go-between - 020 7946 0628.

He handles their communications.
Who are they?

I will tell you everything I know,
but, please, you must find this man.

There isn't much time.

Harry, they want hundreds of deaths.

The number she gave is registered to
an Edward Flueling, aged 41.

I'll get an address.

I'll go with you. Cal, get us
everything you can en route.

Can we trust Elena? We still
don't know how she's involved.

I intend to ask her.

But we can't afford
not to trust her.

We need to speak
to the Home Secretary.

MOBILE RINGS

D'you mind if I call you back?

Ruth, where the hell are you?

Some latter-day Robin Hood has
sprung Harry. Home Secretary.

Jesus wept, Harry!
What are you playing at?

'Elena Gavrik has intelligence

'that there's a major attack
planned on London for today.'

What sort of attack?

We're following leads. 'You don't
know what the bloody thing is!'

No, but I believe
Ilya Gavrik is involved,

'in which case the deal
you've just signed is worthless.'

I'll convene COBRA

and try to convince the Americans
not to invade to get you back.

I want you in here with me.

Have you found him? The go-between.

We have an address.
My team are on their way.

Elena, we need to know everything.
You've been protecting the person

behind the attacks on the
partnership, and I understand why,

but it has to stop. Now.

It wasn't Jim, was it?

It was me, Harry.

Ilya wants this deal. He always has.

I know the details of the attacks
because I ordered them.

How? Why?

Have you ever told anyone the truth
about how you recruited me?

You know?

Yes.

I can see from your face
he never told you.

Too ashamed?

Yes.

What has this got to do with
the attack, Elena?

Harry and I were in love.

Or at least, we thought we were.

But Harry had to choose between
being a good man...

..or a good spy.

My parents were k*lled
in a car accident...

..but Harry and Jim forged
a KGB case file

showing that they had been
wrongly arrested...

..tortured...

..m*rder*d.

He used that lie to turn me.

He asked me to spy on my country,
my husband.

To risk my life every day,
to risk the safety of his own son.

It was the making of him.

Do you see him differently now?

Yes.

I see he's given more
than I thought possible.

Got it.
Pelham Road, Barnet, Unit 18.

We'll be there in 12 minutes. Ten.

Gavrik's here. Let him in.

How did you find out
I'd lied to you?

Sasha, what's happening?
I don't know.

I didn't find out. I always knew.

I was a spy before you met me.
You were not recruiting me.

I was recruiting you.

Poor, sweet Harry.

I was recruited by a group of men
within the KGB

who handled unofficial operations.

They knew that you were
planning to turn me...

..so they asked me
to sleep with you.

To pretend to be your loyal agent,
your lover.

That part was not hard.

The night you told me the lie
about my parents,

my handlers had warned me
what to expect.

I was desperate for you not to tell
me. My feelings for you were real.

I wanted you to prove
everyone wrong.

For a moment,
I wanted to tell you the truth.

I tried to call,
but you weren't there.

From that moment on,
I was a double agent.

They were right.

They were the only ones
I could trust.

It's impossible.
You gave me good intel for years.

Some. To gain your confidence.

The long-term plan was to use you to
channel disinformation to the West

and eventually to turn you.

But you were too decent,
you burned me,

so then I was to pretend to defect,
become a plant,

but Jim Coaver stopped you.

And Ilya knew all this?

He knew nothing.

I was recruited two weeks after
we were married.

He was never told.

Ilya did know.

He found out you'd been spying
for me but he forgave you.

He kept quiet,
for the sake of your family.

He is a good man.

Ask me, Harry. Be brave.

Is Sasha my son?

No.

He is Ilya's.

It was a lie
designed to bond me to you.

To compromise me.

You let me believe for almost


What about your lie?! You told me
my parents were tortured...

died in fear and pain -
shot in the head like dogs!

The only difference is
my lie was believed.

Cal, what's our ETA? Four minutes,
ignoring traffic lights.

KNOCK ON DOOR

So, why tell us about this attack?

That's it, Ruth,
back to the matter in hand.

Your specialty -
analysis, intelligence.

But not so good with people.

I would like some water, please.

Maybe later.

First, tell us everything you know
about this attack. Who ordered it?

The group who recruited me
have grown over the years.

They're not just
intelligence officers now,

they are
business people, politicians,

united by patriotism -
nationalism, you would call it.

They believe Russia is becoming
too weak.

They couldn't allow the partnership
between our countries.

It humiliates Russia.
I agree with them.

I have first-hand experience
of western hypocrisy.

They would rather open conflict
than this deal.

They'll launch an attack
so destructive,

the partnership is irrelevant.

You've k*lled people already.
Why the sudden attack of conscience?

I will not sacrifice innocent lives.
I'm not a t*rror1st.

We all have a line we can't cross,
don't we, Harry?

I am at mine.

Forced entry.

We're going in.

He's not been dead long. We've got
comms equipment and a body.

And a face.

Got it.

My God. Pavel Zykov.

Former Spetsnaz. One of the most
dedicated agents they have.

Harry, they've been saving him
for a suicide mission.

We've got a file on Zykov.

He was sighted at a cafe
this morning in Moscow...

..at Domodedovo Airport.

Did he board a flight?

Elena, you know these people.

What kind of attack will it be?
A b*mb? Hijack?

They want a spectacular.

Something that will ruin relations
between us for years.

He's on board Russian Air
flight 474, heading to Heathrow.

Air Traffic Control reports

they failed to respond
to a routine status request...

..two minutes ago.

PHONE RINGS

Harry. 'Home Secretary, there is a
Russian ultra-nationalist t*rror1st

'on board Russian Air flight 474
from Moscow,'

inbound to Heathrow.

They plan to bring the plane down
over London.

God help us. I'll call the PM.

'There's no time. The flight failed
to respond to a routine contact.'

The t*rror1st may have control.
So we sh**t down a passenger jet?

We have nine minutes before
it's over the British mainland,

'after which, sh**ting it down is
no longer an option.'

Harry, you'd better be
more certain about this

than anything you've ever told me.

'That plane is full of civilians.'


If the plane crashes in central
London, there'll be thousands more.

I can vouch for this intel.
We should scramble interceptors now.

Harry, Elena was never your asset.
She's your enemy.

How can you vouch for her intel now?
Because she's given up everything,

her cover, her life, her family,
all to try and stop this.

I only hope I would do the same.

Gold One and Two,
you are cleared for take-off.

Copy that.

TANNOY: Ladies and gentlemen,

we're now beginning our final
descent into London Heathrow...

What's happening?

Your phoney defection,
that night in, erm, Treptower Park,

when Harry was supposed to
collect you...

..you were taking Sasha with you.

You were going to bring him into
the lie that Harry was his father.

You, the Russian patriot,
would have let him grow up British.

An odd way to show a mother's love.
I would have protected him.

You used your own son as an asset,
to help you sell the lie.

He was just a little boy, Elena.
I love my son!

But you always put
your country first...

..and that makes you a fanatic.

MOBILE RINGS

Ruth. 'Are you still at the scene?'
Yes, what is it?

I'm not as ready to believe in
Elena's change of heart as Harry is.

'I want to be sure
we're seeing everything.'

Is there anything that's...
not right?

D, we're searching for things
that aren't right.

Apart from the guy
with a b*llet hole in his head?

Ruth, what are we looking for?

I just want to know why
I feel like I'm in an audience.

Zykov's picture...

..we were lucky to find it.

Jammed. Deliberately.

Someone wanted us to find
that photo.

Harry!

Elena's still lying.
What are you talking about?

I spoke to Erin. The shredder
at the house was jammed

so we'd find out about Zykov.

Harry, she wants us to sh**t down
that plane.

She told us the truth
about the other attacks.

Because it's the best way
to make you believe her.

Sasha.

You heard everything?

Everything that I have done, I have
done for the future of our country.

And you are that, Sasha.

The people she works for want
conflict between us and Russia.

It's far better for them

to let us start it by blowing up
an innocent Russian passenger jet.

She wouldn't k*ll hundreds of
innocent people. You never knew her.

You can't know what she'd do.

You need to decide if she's
telling the truth, right now.

So let's ask.

I forgive you.

Harry... Harry! Stop!

Don't struggle, Sasha.

You're lying.
There's no plan to crash the plane.

You want us to sh**t it down,
correct? I don't know
what you're talking about.

You won't. Why not? What is he
to me? One more Russian spy.

I've k*lled them before.
It's not as if he's my son!

You held a g*n to my head
not long ago, boy. How does it feel?

Harry, stop this, please!

I'd be doing him a favour,
after the life you've given him.

This is your last chance, Elena,
to tell the truth.

Harry... I am.

I have sacrificed everything
to tell you the truth.

Yeah, that's what frightens me.

g*nsh*t FIRES

Why couldn't you lie to me?

Why couldn't you just tell me
what I wanted to hear

to save him?

You would have sacrificed your son
for the success of your operation.

You're ten times the spy I ever was.

No, Sasha. I knew he wouldn't
sh**t you. I knew that. No...

No, you didn't.

PHONE RINGS

Confirmation?

Elena Gavrik's been manipulating us.

There are no plans
to bring a plane down.

Christ, Harry, you've told me
we can't risk letting that aircraft
reach the mainland.

Interceptors are making contact
in 60 seconds.

They're trying to force us to
do it for them. We have to abort.

It's not that simple, Harry.

The fighters can't get a visual
and they're still not responding.

Zykov, their man on board,
interfering with communications.

It's not a b*mb, it's a jammer.

That may well be, but we have
a non-responsive aircraft.

'We can't let it get over London.'
The intel is good!

How late can we issue the go?
We should find out.

How late, damn it? Six minutes,
but we'd risk debris striking land.

For God's sake, Harry, how can I
possibly take your word for it?

We have visual contact
with target. Over.

Copy that, Gold One.
Maintain strike distance. Stand by.

Ilya. Elena wants us to
sh**t the plane down.

I can't convince my Government
to abort. You might be able to.

You can speak with
the full authority of the Kremlin.

I want to speak to Miss Evershed.

Alone.

Minister, we only have
a few minutes.

I'll do as Harry asks,

in exchange for the key
to the room my wife is in.

I can't ask Harry.

He could never agree.

But you can.

Gavrik's going to help us,

but he wants to make the call
in there.

I'll get him.

Ilya.

How long have you been here?
Sit down, Elena.

Command target now descending
rapidly at 16,000 feet. Over.

Home Secretary, we have 50 seconds.

After that we can't guarantee
the plane won't come down

in a built-up area. Sir.

Yes? 'This is Ilya Gavrik.
Harry Pearce is right.'

The plane is not a threat.
You're being tricked.

'With all due respect, Minister,'

we can't take that risk.
The aircraft won't respond.

'I speak with the full authority
of my government.'

If you bring down the plane,

the partnership between our
countries will count for nothing.

Reprisals will be immediate.

We will start with your submarine
fleet in the North Atlantic.

We can remove
your nuclear capability in 12 hours.

'I've seen the plans.' You're
threatening us with an act of w*r!

We're facing a t*rror1st threat
here. I assure you, you are not.

Command target is over land. Good
m*ssile tone. Weapons on line. Over.


Fighters have m*ssile lock.

We need the order, sir.

Weapons primed. Weapons primed.

Tell the PM to rescind the firing
order. We have new intelligence.

Disarm. We're aborting.

Abort! Abort!
Copy Command. Breaking contact.

They're not going to fire.

When the plane lands, have a team
standing by to take Zykov.

I need some air.

You need to get in there, now.

Minister Gavrik, open up!

You really would have let
those people die

and told yourself it was for Russia?

Yes.

What happened to you?

All the lies.

I've carried too many for too long.

It's alright, Ilya.

No! No!

Stop!

Stop!

Sasha, stand back!

MOBILE RINGS

The plane's safe.

Are you all right?

I don't know. She talked about
the line we don't cross.

I think you can stop hating yourself
for the lies you told her.

I always thought that
with every lie we tell...

..our true selves got buried
that little bit deeper.

And I worry that one day
I'll wake up and look for it,

look for me...

..and I won't be there anymore.

But that hasn't happened, Harry,
to either of us.

Not yet.

I left because, erm,

I thought there would always be
too many secrets between us.

It's stupid, really, because...

..you and I, we're made of secrets.

So leave the Service...

..with me.

While we still know who we are.

Move away. Go back to the bunker.

Sasha, what is it?
She's dead. He k*lled her.

You gave him the key, didn't you?

I had to, Sasha. He wouldn't have
made that call otherwise. Harry...

Go back to the bunker.
You knew he'd do it.

I'm sorry, Sasha.
I'm sorry for everything. Shut up!

Sasha, it was me.
Your father asked me for the key.

I gave it to him.
Harry had no part in it. What?

She's lying, Sasha, to protect me.

Harry, he's got a... Ruth!

It's funny...I can't breathe.

You're all right, you're all right.

I'll get a medikit.
Cal, get the Air Medevac.

Ruth, you've been stabbed.
Your lung's collapsing.

You know that's serious, but it's
not going to k*ll you. Understand?

We need you to stay responsive,
so let's keep talking.

My face is cold.

Let me. I've got it.

Harry, she said that
her face is cold.

Is that better? Yeah. Yes.

Thank you.

Tell me about your house, Ruth.

The one you're going to buy
by the seaside. Describe it to me.

All right.

It's got a green front door.

Paint peeling.

The woman said I'd want to
change it, but I love it.



And inside?
Tell me about the inside.

How many bedrooms has it got?

Two.

One... One's only small, though.

I thought it could be your office.

My office?

I told you I couldn't picture myself
living there.

But really, I couldn't
picture myself living there...

..without you.

Then we are going to live there,
Ruth. Do you hear me?

We're going to live there together.

We're going to have a home
and a life.

Come on!

Harry...

..we were never meant to have
those things.

She's arresting. Come on!

There's no defib.
It'll have to be adrenaline.

Her heart's stopped.
You need to go right now! Quick!

Let's leave them be.

Mr Inness?

I'm Carolyn. We spoke on the phone.

You're here for the viewing?

We'll start with the kitchen.

Quite big, as you can see.

And the dining room's full of light.

'So leave the Service...with me.'

Mr Innes?

HOME SECRETARY: 'I won't be so crass
as to ask how you are.

'Harry...

'no-one expects you
to come back to work.'

Ever.

I want you to know,
wherever you want to go,

whoever you want to be...

'..I'll support you.'

Harry, Miss Watts informs me

'you've engaged an outside agency
to deal with our friend Levrov.'

I'll need full details and...

Actually, never mind.

I have an appointment with
Mikhail Levrov. He's expecting me.

No...leave him.

OK, have we read the Rawalpindi
briefing from this morning?

Cal?

Cal, give me a synopsis.

Bad people want to k*ll us.

PHONE RINGS

Harry Pearce.