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[people chattering]

[partygoer] I'm out.

Raise.

I call it.

Here.

Oh, shit.

[in Arabic] That's enough!

Karma.

[in Italian] Look at your face.
You're already out of it.

- [partygoer] I'm totally wasted.
- [laughs]

- Cheers.
- Cheers.

- [in English] Hey! Stefano!
- Hey, right, coming, coming, coming.

[partygoer 2] Let's go! I can give you
a good time! Come here, please.

[typing]

[hip-hop music playing]

[soldier, in Arabic] Don't move.

[knocking]

Samir, it's me.

Open the door.

[beeping]

[helicopter approaching]

Don't move!

[gunshots]

[bullets ricochet]

[shouting in Arabic]

[electronic voice, in English]
♪ London Bridge is falling down ♪

- ♪ Falling down, falling down ♪
- What's going on?

♪ London Bridge is falling down
My fair lady ♪

[explosion on monitor]

[theme music playing]

[beeping]

[cell phone ringing]

Ho, ho, the boss himself.
What did I do now?

[man] I got a job for you. Urgent.

Hang on a second.

OK, go ahead.

Two Syrian hackers requested asylum
at the French Embassy.

- We have to get them to Paris.
- They have passports?

Making them now.

The DGSE?

They're not on this one. It's on us.

Mm-hmm.

The usual on my end?

Yeah.

All right.

[sighs]

[door opens and closes]

- Morning, Mr. President.
- Morning.

- Sophie.
- Mr. President.

Hello, Didier.

You'll bring us coffee?

Mmm.

Right.

Please tell me why you're disturbing me
at seven in the morning.

We got a problem in Damascus,
Mr. President.

The short version is we have two hackers
in Damascus requesting asylum.

[Sophie] They have highly classified intel
on future cyberattacks in Europe.

What attacks? You mean civilian targets?

For right now, that's all we know.

If they hit our infrastructure,
we could have some casualties.

And so who are they? Do we know?

They crashed the servers
of the Syrian police.

High-end Russian tech.
The damage was extensive.

All we know is they're geniuses
and everyone wants them.

Mm-hmm.

[president clears throat]

And why did they pick France?

Our opposition to Assad?

One of them went to college in Paris,
speaks French.

The younger one
has never been out of Damascus.

- But I suppose you...
- Two choices.

Either call the Syrian authorities
or exfiltrate them right now.

Is Syrian intelligence aware
they called our embassy?

Not yet, but they will be.

How long would DGSE take to exfiltrate?

Two days.

Give me the green light.
I'll have it done in the next hour.

We can't let the Russians beat us out,
or the British, for that matter.

Sorry, Sophie, but I was appointed
to head the task force,

so I'm employing new methods.

I already made a few calls.

We do have a guy in Damascus.
He's prepared to act swiftly.

I think we should move.

Very well, then. Fine.
That's what we'll do.

Madam Director,
your full support in this is crucial.

- [man] And you're sure it's a hack?
- [agent] That's what he said.

[agent 2]
Risk assessments in by Wednesday.

Minister.

We'll pick this up, uh, later.

Talk to me, Mark.

Well, it sounds worse than it is.

There's been an intrusion
into our mainframe last night.

Probably easiest if I show you.

[electronic voice]
♪ London Bridge is falling down ♪

- Tower Bridge.
- ♪ Falling down, falling down ♪

- ♪ London Bridge is falling down ♪
- [minister] Puss in Boots.

- ♪ My fair lady ♪
- [explosion]

What the f...

Someone found a temporary back door
into our DMZ, but we've closed it off now.

And?

It was a limited exploit. No payloads.

We've triaged the server, and we're
confident no damage has been done.

Who?

We're analyzing the hex code
to identify the file signature,

but that'll take a little time.

So, the National Cyber Security Centre,

responsible for the cyber security
of the nation,

has been hacked by Puss in Boots.

We really shouldn't panic.

It's almost certainly
just a script kiddie.

A what?

Someone in their bedroom. A hobbyist.

They, uh, source
an existing exploit online,

follow a video on YouTube or wherever,

find an opening, light the fuse,
shove it through.

There's a bang and some smoke, but...

Could we just put a lid on the metaphors
and the excuses and just let me have it.

Tell me how bad it really is.

It really could have been worse.

Okay. For now, we keep this contained.

But Richard is right, Mark.
This is worrying.

We've got to have
a thorough investigation, a full report.

Yeah. Well, we're on it.

- I hate to say it.
- Then don't.

Bolton may be right. There's no evidence
yet it's a major breach.

We spend millions on cyber defenses.

We can't be overrun
by the first toddler that climbs the wall.

Well, you hired him.

Well, you should have stopped me.

[speaks Arabic]

[baby cooing]

[baby crying]

[cell phone ringing]

[in English] Hello.

You okay? On your way?

Yeah, we're fine.

Anybody follow you?

No.

- Now...
- Shh.

...on the road to Homs...

- Shh.
- ...at the 100-kilometer marker,

right before the Turkish border,

Ain Aksa, you'll see the signs.

Okay, thanks. The passports?

- At your feet.
- [speaks Arabic]

- Shh!
- [baby crying]

[in English] Thanks. Thank you very much.
How do we recognize you?

Don't worry, but you'd better hurry.
The chopper won't wait.

- [baby cooing]
- [line beeps]

FRENCH REPUBLIC

[in Arabic] There are only two passports.

Don't worry.

Is that him?

Yeah.

Don't be scared, honey. Okay?
Don't be scared.

Get out.

Take your passport.

- Have you got everything?
- Yeah.

- Got your stuff?
- Yeah.

[distant shouting]

Soldiers!

[Samir] Go! Go!

[soldiers shouting]

- Sons of bitches! They lied to us!
- Quickly! Get in! Get in!

- Drive!
- [passenger] Samir!

Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!

[soldier shouting]

[soldier 2 shouts]

[soldier] Don't move!

[panting]

- Are you okay?
- [baby crying]

[in English] Brilliant job.

I have satellite imagery
of your massive screwup. You wanna see it?

Sure.

Our spy satellite just relayed it.

We monitor that area 24/7.

That's your contractor, I imagine.

No idea. I don't manage the details.

There are no "details"
in this business, Didier.

Thanks to you,
all these guys have evaporated.

Disappeared off the radar.

Thanks, Sophie.

But don't celebrate yet. I'm not finished.

[chuckles]

Go on. Get lost. We're keeping him.

[shouts]

French. DGSE. Hmm.

What happened to the hackers?
What'd you do with them?

Did you have a safe house planned?
Anything?

Hey! Hey! Hey! [groans]

Hey!

Gabriel? Gabriel!

- Mitzia! Mitzia!
- [in Russian] Wait, wait, wait! [laughing]

- Is this your buddy?
- Yes.

We were on a mission together in Liberia.

He's not with DGSE.
He's a private contractor.

[grunting]

Monrovia. The airport.

We made a fucking mess there.

This dude is crazy.

- Oh, brother.
- [laughing]

You still work for Dumas' company?

Yeah, Telkis. Why?

You looking for a job?

[chuckles]

Seriously. How much are you making
on this operation?

Nowhere near enough.

The guys we're working for
would pay a lot more.

[Gabriel sighs]

Come on. How much do you want, hmm?

[sighs]

I want a different life.

I'm tired.

[cell phone ringing]

[agent, in English] Yes, Richard.

[Richard] I sent you a draft
of the speech. Did you read it?

I did.

Needs some jokes. Work some magic, okay?

- I will.
- Bye.

Right.

Oh, shit.

Oh, shit, shit. Shit.

[sighs]

[spouse] Hey.

Call the Raj.
Tell them to send over dinner.

What happened?

Richard called.

What, and told you
to set fire to the house? [laughs]

- [cell phone ringing]
- Mmm. [sighs]

Richard.

- Alison there?
- No, no, no. She's, uh...

- She's just jumped into the shower.
- Urgent?

- Is it urgent?
- If I'm calling, it's always urgent.

Tell her I'll leave the office
in five minutes.

Okay, I'll have her call you
as soon as she's free.

- Thank you.
- Okay. Bye.

Ta-da. [laughs]

What is all this about?

Well, we're both here at the same time.

I thought that's something to celebrate.

Ah.

And we've got the place
to ourselves tonight.

You know, actually,
I have something to celebrate.

What?

You have to guess.

A puppy.

We won the case.

[gasps]

- You're amazing!
- I know. [chuckles]

Albert, that's so fucking incredible!

[laughing] Oh, yes!

- Mmm.
- Mmm.

- [chuckles]
- Come here.

[Albert moans]

- Come on. [giggling]
- Mm-hmm.

Whoo!

[motorcycle approaching]

[guard speaks Arabic]

[horn blares]

[baby crying]

[horn blares]

[in Arabic] Where's the passport?

Chill. We're going to make it.

Three hours from now we'll be in Turkey.

[shouting in Arabic]

[shouting continues]

- [dog barking]
- [crying intensifies]

Passports.

[baby continues crying]

- Can't you shut him up?
- I don't know. Maybe he's sick.

Move it.

[thunder crashes]

[technician 1, in English]
High water in 90.

Okay. Raise B and C barriers.

[technician 2] Raising B and C.

[cell phone vibrating]

[sighs]

- [loud background chatter]
- [Richard] You picked up.

Hey, Richard. This must be urgent.

I'm in a room full of amoebas
masquerading as British politicians.

And you decided not to get drunk.

Know what I've come to realize?

Thank you.

That there is a limit

as to just how many morons
you can put up with in a day.

So why did you call?

I'm still thinking about our friend,
Puss in Boots,

and I don't trust Bolton's explanation.

We have to get a grip of this, Alison.
You and me.

And I have to tell the PM
what's happening.

No, no. Don't tell him tonight.

Why?

Give Bolton a few more hours.

You know the digital forensic stuff
takes time.

You can give the PM an update
when we have clarity.

As always, you would be right.

Good luck getting home tonight.

Good luck and good night.

- [technician 1] What the fuck?
- [alarm blaring]

D not responding.

[technician 1] Come on.

[alarm blaring]

- Close it.
- What's happening?

[news anchor]
London has suffered extensive flooding

after the tidal storm surge combined with
heavy rain overwhelmed flood defenses.

[cell phone ringing]

[news anchor] The Thames barrier
was breached for the first time

since it went into service in 1982...

I've spoken to the duty officer,
and they can't raise the barrier.

So what are you saying?

[Richard]
Apparently, the computer won't allow it.

It's a proper hack this time.

The full English.

So, Bolton's on his way down there now,
and I need you to chaperone him.

Find out what the hell's really going on.

Okay, Richard.

[news anchor] A TFL spokesperson said
that it is too early to say

when services will resume.

City Airport in East London has also been
forced to ground all flights indefinitely.

It is not yet known if there has been any
loss of life as a result of the flooding.

The prime minister will chair
a COBRA emergency committee meeting...

[duty officer] When a high North Sea
tidal surge combines with heavy rains...

- You raise the barriers.
- Yes.

I get all that. What I don't understand
is why you called us.

The way the barrier's jammed up,
the timings of it,

it's all too precise.

We were hacked.

Based on what?

Someone was inside the system.

A gate would fail. We'd reset it.
It'd fail again.

We'd reset it again, all the way up.

Then the next one would lower,
we'd have to start over.

In the 10 years I've worked here,
I've never seen anything like it.

I'm telling you, it was intentional.

[agent] I, uh, checked up on the system
before we came over.

- It hasn't been updated since...
- [duty officer] Since 2002.

There you go. The older the system,
the more likely an error.

Or the easier it is to get hacked.

It's not like this is out of the blue.

You had a giant cat
all over your screens yesterday.

All right, fine. We'll look into it.

You know as well as I do
Banks isn't gonna like this.

Wasting our time investigating
a malfunctioning gate.

I think what Banks will like
is you sorting all this out.

All right.

You want some breakfast?
Westminster's finest.

Just coffee.

Glad to see you survived last night.

So?

The operators think
someone got into the system.

What does Bolton say?

He's convinced it's a software failure.

If this is a second hack in 24 hours...

Even then, we don't know
they're connected. They're different.

- The first one w...
- The first one was the starter.

If this is a second hack,
then it's the main meal.

They've proven to us they can do it,

that they can bring this entire city
to its knees.

In fact, the entire country.

And there's nothing we can do
to stop them.

[sighs]

All right.

We tell the PM.

[announcer through PA]
This is a security announcement.

Please do not leave
any bags or luggages unattended.

Any unattended items
will be treated as suspicious

and will be taken
by the airport authorities.

Keep your bag with you at all times.

[in Arabic] Where is he? Can you see him?

Yeah. There he is.

- Walid! Samir!
- Hi! How are you?

- My son, how are you?
- [Samir] Hi, Uncle.

Myriam? Hicham? Aren't they with you?

They stayed at Turkey.

Hicham had to go to hospital.
Myriam stayed with him.

- Is it bad?
- No. Nothing serious. Just dehydration.

And no visa either.
But they're both safe. No need to worry.

That's a relief.

[speaks Arabic]

What happened to your face, Walid?

Nothing. I had a bike accident.

[uncle grunts]

- Did you prepare Mulukhiyah?
- [uncle] Of course.

- Did you come here by car or by taxi?
- My car is outside.

Let's go.

Give the bags to me.

[speaks Arabic]

This one too, Uncle.

Give.

[cell phone chimes]

Look, Samir. I found him.

- [Samir] Is that him?
- [Walid] Yeah.

I'll text him.

[dog barks]

[in English] Oh, hey, boy.
How are you? Yes.

Handsome guy. Handsome guy, you are, huh?

[barks]

- How are you?
- Good. You?

- Yo!
- Yeah, what's up? What? What?

Gabriel! [laughs] You're in Paris!

Oh, man! What is this? You been dieting?

- What? What?
- Yeah. Syria doesn't agree with you.

It doesn't agree with anyone.
Actually, I'm starving.

- What's to eat?
- Whatever you like.

Make me anything, but, please, French.

French? You got it.

Adele, something to eat for my friend.

Ah.

[low wailing]

- Coming down.
- All right.

You did lose weight.

- Hmm?
- You lost weight.

You realize where I was?

By the way, did I mention
I got ratted out to the Syrians?

First of all, who do you think it was?

I have no idea.

I was thinking DGSE assholes,
but... turns out no.

Anyway, it's impossible it came from me.

No one here knew a damn thing
about this operation.

Well, the Russians knew.

Why the fuck were they there?

You're asking me? How should I know?

I guess they must have leaned
on the Syrians to turn over the hackers.

That's all I can figure.

My client's all over me on this one.

He wants those hackers in Paris.

We have a tap on one of the guys's mother.

She called her son.
We got a ping and a location.

They're both now in London.

- London?
- Mm-hmm.

They have an uncle
who works in a hotel there.

Judging by their conversation,
they're scared they'll catch a bullet.

Can't say I blame them.

If they get whacked,
we'll pass for a bunch of fucking clowns.

Who's your client?

You know I'm not at liberty to say.

However, what you're looking for
is a flash drive.

He should still have it on him.

ID, passport.

- Jean Petit?
- [chuckles]

Fuck, these names you choose.

You're a European diplomat.

Phone's encrypted.
Call me whenever you want.

I'm trusting you here. Play nice.

[Mark]
You've reached Mark Bolton's phone.

I can't take your call at the moment,
but please leave a...

[in Arabic] Hurry up.
They're asking for you in the kitchen.

- Okay.
- Any luck?

No, still no answer.

[workers chattering]

[beeps]

[workers chattering]

[beeps]

[spits]

[door beeps]

Walid!

[grunts]

Walid!

Calm down!

We need to talk.

[groaning]

[both grunt]

[elevator bell dings]

[mellow jazz piano playing]

[sighs]

BIOMETRIC CODE ACCEPTED
ENTER THE PASSCODE

[video call ringing]

[in English] You all right, guy?

Yeah, you know... Here, look.

I told you to play nice.

But on the bright side...

I did grab this thing.

Were you able to open it?

Nah. It's encoded.

You have to find Samir.

Don't worry, I will.

[ringing tone]

Yes, Mr. Taraud. Good news.
We found the Syrians.

And? Where are they?

- In London.
- Are you shitting me?

I pay you to bring them to Paris,
and they're in London?

Hang on a second.
The main thing is we know their location.

I can take it from there, okay?

Dumas, if they sell this information
to the British, it's a catastrophe.

I know. I get it.
But trust me to handle it. Are we good?

[beeps]

- [in Arabic] Uncle.
- Samir.

- What happened? Where is he?
- I don't know.

Samir, the cops are interrogating
all the staff.

You have to leave, right away.

What about Walid? I can't abandon him.

I'm here.
I'll find him and take care of him.

Yes, take care of him. Okay.

Take care of him, Uncle.

Samir, what did you do?

Nothing.

We hacked Assad's police files,

but we found something more dangerous.

We have nothing to do with the rest.

"The rest"?

What do you mean?

If people say we're terrorists,
don't believe them.

I swear to God, we don't mean any harm.

I know.

Here, take this.

No, Uncle. You keep it. Keep it.

Be patient with me.
We're going to have a lot of money.

But how?

It won't be long, Uncle.

What I know is real gold.

Let's go.

[driver, in English] Cheers, mate.

No, mate. I'm full up. I'm full up!

Oh, come on.

- Thanks.
- Cheers, mate.

Can you move right down
inside the bus, please?

[woman] Do you mind?

[driver] Oi, hang on. What you doing?
Front door doesn't open, mate.

What you doing?
No, the front door doesn't open.

- Oi!
- [passenger] Hey!

Nice, Didier. Keeps getting better.

The English flagged a European diplomat
who beat up a Syrian hacker in London.

Was that your contractor by any chance?

We told the British he's not ours.

I warn you, if he gets arrested,
he has no protection.

- The DGSE won't be there to help.
- That won't be necessary.

- There you are.
- Alison.

Where are you with the report?

There's about to be a briefing.
CTC. They've got a suspect.

- Puss in Boots?
- And the barrier.

There's no evidence yet
the barrier was a hack.

So, it's a coincidence?

Two highly suspicious incidents
in 24 hours.

There was nothing in the initial triage.

We've imaged the system, and we're combing
through the fragments in the Slacks base.

But, as I keep saying,
these things take time.

Come on, Mark.

"Come on, Mark" what?

You keep saying to me,
"You must find this weird."

I deal with data, Alison.
Concrete evidence.

So, when will you know? Definitively?

Could be days. It could be weeks.

The Thames barrier has a very big server,
funnily enough.

I'll see you upstairs.

Right. Thank you, everybody.

Today's presentation
will be led by DI Hobbs

who is leading the investigation
of last night's incident.

Suspected terrorist and hacker,
Walid Hamza,

was taken to hospital at 10:30 p.m.

He's still unconscious, although
we've been told his condition is stable.

Born in Damascus, '94.

Enrolled 2014 in the Paris 6
Marie Curie University.

Computer sciences. Something of a prodigy.

Graduated with honors 2017,
then returned to Syria.

- At the height of the conflict.
- [Hobbs] That's right.

He successfully hacked
Assad's security services.

We don't know why or who he's working for,
but he's clearly got form.

However, no record
of any return to Europe.

He seems to have entered the UK illegally,
although we don't know when.

Okay, Hamza's attacker...

Facial recognition identifies him
as Jean Petit,

a French national, part of a visiting
EU delegation here in London.

[Richard] MI5 confirm this?

[agent] For the moment,
everything about him checks out,

which doesn't square
with this man's profile.

He's clearly some kind of pro.

So what do you think? French intelligence?

We don't know yet.

[Mark] Why haven't we arrested him yet?

[agent] Diplomatic immunity.

[Hobbs] Also, we don't know where he is.

- Do we ask the French for help?
- No.

No, I don't wanna open that can of worms.

No, we have to find a way
to revoke his immunity.

No, we can't do that.

We'd have the media and every human rights
group jumping down our throats.

Not if we do it the right way.

Not if we find someone
who's beyond reproach,

someone like your better half, Albert.

I'm not sure involving Albert wouldn't
create a conflict of interest for me.

Conflict? Either you wanna
get this guy or you don't.

Richard, if we're going to do this,
it will need to be classified.

- If the media gets so much as a whisper...
- All right. All right. On it.

Let's just concentrate on finding a way
to revoke this bastard's immunity

and figure out what the fuck's going on.

Can I have a word?

I've, uh, decided to make way.

I'm officially handing in my notice.

Well, that's a bugger.

Because as much as it pains me
to say this,

I kind of need you
to stay in your post just now.

Yeah. No offense, Richard, but fuck off.

I know when I'm being set up
to be a fall guy.

I've been abused and humiliated enough.

Go through that door and this last week
will feel like a health spa.

I will unleash the fucking hounds on you.

Consider it an opportunity
to redeem yourself.

[horn honks]

[Albert] What would your mother say?

Courtesy of the Raj.

- Nice.
- You okay?

Hey!

Kim!

This girl.

We had a chat.

Neighbor said she saw her smoking weed
with some roughnecks on the corner.

That'll make Linda happy.

[chuckles]
Oh. I don't exactly plan on telling her.

Oh, darling.

Got an interesting call today.

Mr. Banks offered me a pretty big case.

- You mean Jean Petit?
- Yeah.

- Albert.
- Hmm?

I hate to say this, but...

he didn't offer it to you
because of how skilled you are.

What do you mean?

He offered it to you because you're
a prominent Black human rights lawyer

and far less likely to be suspected
of breaking the law.

[scoffs, chuckles]

I won't be breaking the law.

You think you can get his immunity lifted
another way?

Oh. If anyone can...

[stammers]

Do you know how big this could be for me?

I know.

So, then, what's the problem?

What, you're worried
I might get too close to your boss?

- That'll never happen.
- Oh. Why not, eh?

Because that's not
how it works with Richard.

He'll get what he needs and drop you.

Albert.

[door slams]

[sighs]

Subtitling: DUBBING BROTHERS